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Soooo...Is anyone still playing? I was really enjoying this game but it doesn't seem like anyone beyond the dwarf and Lanalia are playing.

Francis Locke AKA Alexander West AKA Mr. Jumpy AKA Chell AKA Behemoth AKA The Runaway AKA Roofhopper AKA Marcus AKA Samantha Thames....You know what let's just call him Aka ('ey-kuh) Aperature Scientist 5/ Con Man 4/ Forger 2/ Freerunner 2 Aka is kind of screwed up. Beyond several...

As she is wont to do, the girl taps her lips thoughtfully, "You do have a good point....but I if I am recalling correctly, we were actually just sent in to the woods with no express reason other than a handwavium of bird women and the dog-toucher's forest among other things. But now that things...

"Nyah," Lanalia let's out a sigh. "That sounds a lot like unnecessary work. We got this this thing," the girl daintily taps the splatted creature with her foot, "Let's go fix Tobey and show McGee the Fat that his city's got issues and he'll need to pay up front. Unless of course someone knows...

Lanalia's face lights up, "Pretty!" With care she wipes the gem she has found off on a piece of cloth and places it in a hidden fold. With that done she looks down at the monster's body still in her hands. "Ew." Her arms go limp and the former enemy tumbles to the ground with a "splch" and a...

"Ah-ta-ta-ta-ta," the girl, eyes wide, mutters with her blade protruding from the beast's body/face in close proximity to her own face. Letting the warranted surprise fade away, she slips out from under the toothy mess, and with much more grace, stands up. Her balance regained, she lifts her...

"Awww no ya don't! No bites before a drink or I'll bite you!" With skill that would do a contortionist proud, the girl finagles her longsword out and brings it up to drive home in the beasts shivering body. The sword smoothly enters the creature's body with nary a sound. "He he he he he!"...

The grapple was successful. As for needing it alive or not, who knows, not sure we will be allowed to know. However Lanalia says "Thats what necropsies are for!"

Lanalia peers around at the battlefield. The inactive elf, the swinging dwarf and flailing girl especially. She slowly puts her bow up and comes up. In the process of this an idea appears to form. She drops a fist in to her open hand, "Ah, cold iron!" Tongue sticking out she knocks on her...

I say pass on the meta gaming thing. Temptation can be too powerful and though I think I could avoid doing things that I shouldn't I'd bet it would stifle my creativity.

"Whoomp-whoomp-whoomp-whoomp!" Lanalia vanishes from in front of the toothed ball, reappearing behind it. Wasting no time, she hops back a couple paces, putting distance between herself and the enemy. Looking down at the arrow she has notched to her bow, the girl gives a vigorous shake of her...

"Eeeee!" Teeth! Kill it! Kill it! Burn it with fire!" Lanalia cries out! "Watch your head now short-stuff," she says to the dwarf in front of her as she lets an arrow fly at the enemy. "Twang!" The arrow scores a solid hit on the toothy ball o' teeth. Lanalia watches the arrow quiver in the...

"Hooo," Lanalia let's out a sigh of relief after peeking back over her shoulder to see that the elf like creatures were gone. "I am sure Lala-Girl here can tell us whether I am right or wrong, but I get the feeling that those two were much more of a threat to to us than whatever comes our way...

Not turning away from watching the backs of the group, Lanalia speaks out seriously in Infernal tongue: "What are you fools doing out here? Does that idiot master of yours not tell you anything? We have a truce and yet here you are getting in the way of my group. Tell me what you are doing...

"Ahahahaha! Busted!" Lanalia cackles and stands up. Bow ever at the ready she keeps an eye on the two figures before Fir. "I recognize that overly pompous language anywhere. The language of the shiny wenches of so-called old. Tongue of liars and thieves, that of the celestials." She gives...

The name, "changeling" is a bit of a misnomer. Here you go if you want to know more about them. Changeling - Pathfinder_OGC As for commonality, I would say someone who is used to fighting hags and the such, ie. Oraia, would know who they were, or perhaps someone who shoves their nose in a...

Lanalia bobs her head to some unknown song in her head as she walks down the path. The armored girl had left her so she was currently leading the pack. Now being a leader, it was her duty to check up on the progress of the others. With a leisurely movement she peers back over her shoulder at...

Lanalia spins around and continues to walk beside Oraia, backwards now. She holds her hand up like a child in school. "Note: The flappy bird things did go after dwarves, end note." The girl holds up her own longbow to the ranger and giggles conspiratorially. With a wink to him she turns back...

"Huppah!" Lanalia launches away from the hut wall to a standing position. "Hm! That's a good idea too! G'job!" She pulls her bow off her shoulder and takes an arrow and places it on the bowstring. "Chk-chk," She makes a cocking motion with her arm, "Heh-heh-heh." Trotting down the path that...

Lanalia's eyes widen and her head crocks to the side. With grand gestures she points this way and that before letting her arms fall limply to her side. Her face a grimace before slackens into a look of disbelief that she directs at the young wizard. "Really? Really now? Ya gonna say that...