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"He he he," the girl's giggle comes from deep in her chest like a young child devoid of the wearies of the world. "You have a good eye, it is of course the bow that our mutual acquaintance often carried. And what you say explains so much," Lanalia explains. "I moonlight as a healer as...

"Hello. Do you have any daughters?"

In response to the fat man's jibe the girl gives a cherub grin and announces, "Oh you know those adventuresome sorts!" She brings her hand up to her mouth like one would do to whisper to a confidant, which is obviously not the case here. "Between you and me, I think they have attention issues...

D'oh! I ken reed. I think it'd make more sense with my whole Aperature Scientist schtik to move that extra one into free-running.

Lanalia snorts at the distinct lack of explanations but seems particularly taken with the woodsman's bow. She gently slides her finger along the well crafted wood. Judging that it is sufficient she carefully lifts it from the wall and replaces it with her own. Something inside her makes her...

Upon seeing the woodcutter's condition improve and stabilize, the girl wolfs down the rest of her snack. Skipping all the way, she goes to Tolbin's side. First she checks his pulse and temperature, but second she waves a hand in front of his face to check his consciousness. Satisfied in...

I believe that you just described a level of Hell.

Now I'm curious to know what you teach.

"Fah!" Lanalia spits and then mumbles under her breath. "Flippin' dirt munchers never listen." It takes her a while to do as well as quite a lot of noise and mess making, but eventually the girl has an opaque liquid in a glass before her. She peers at languidly before giving a bit of a sniff...

The girl snaps her fingers, "I'll be! He's alive!" She scratches her cheek before throwing her hands up in the air. "Fine, fine! Don't wake him up just yet. Get me some boiling water going and some glasses and other implements." She lifts up and slams the corpse's body that she had dragged...

Seeing his bartending skills succeed for his companion's drink, Aka quickly finishes up his concoction (that only a practiced [rat-man] scientist could come up with) by grabbing a cleaning rag and dipping it in a high proof liquor. He shoves the wet rag into the shaker and with a lighter (that...

Now much nearer to the dwarf, Lanalia shrugs at him. "Well, I suppose we have four choices here. First, we can go after the flighty ball and I runno, try to reason with it, or maybe turn it into a purse. Deuce, we could wander around aimlessly in the freaky forest. Don't you burrowers hate...

Aka looks after the departed bartender with a bit of vague irritation. However an opportunity presenting itself should never be overlooked. Without any outward sign, Mr. the Fourth walks behind the bar and quickly whips himself up a drink and then a second one before addressing the burly...

Well, you were wanting to go for a whole mysterious air weren't you Maz? Hope you don't mind me just goin' with it. All according to the plan an' all that.

"...Ummm Bushy-Beard," Lanalia holds up her hand. She looks around the small clearing that was crowded but moments before. Now, however, it is short a number of companions. "Where'd everyone go?" Her face is filled with curiosity, and perhaps a twinge of something else. "Yoohoo! Isn't it...

Hmmmm, is it just the two of us HM? Mazzolli? You want to weigh in? Maybe the others were infected with a toxic poison that Tobey has and have mysteriously turned to dust with us as the only survivors. Hope there are some more gullible-ahem-brave adventurers in town.

Aka, going as Francisco de Francis the Fourth, lets out a soft whistle as he surveys the scene. While the speaker is in fact female, she is much less the type that he generally goes for. With a subtle wave of his hand, he gestures to the bartender. "Sir, a tonic and lime if you will. As well...

Aka strokes the stubble on his jaw line as he glares at the young tree before him (eyeballing it, we'd have to put it at around 18 years of age). His gaze intensifies as he leans closer. A slight move to the left and a slight move to the right gives him a full view of the tree, a shining...

Looking forward to this starting!

Hmmm, I've been waiting for others to weigh in. Surely they have an opinion on what we do?