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"I see," Colgrave answers with an easy fang-toothed smile. "Unfortunate, but I'm certain we'll manage."

Colgrave nods thoughtfully, stroking his goatee with a clawed hand and making mental calculations. Whether this laboratory was once a Cannith enclave or something else entirely, it seems fair to assume that the research therein would be of some interest to House Cannith at large - yet here is...

Yeah, sorry about that. :p The 'stay where you are' related more to the Perception sblock information - I don't mind if they come into the room, hopefully that should be clear enough in context, although I'm not really sure. Might be some misunderstanding. Ah well!

Perception 1d20+16=28 - pass "Don't push it," Jarren barks at the gnome with a bestial snarl. "If you want any chance that we might help you then you'll stay where you are, and stop trying to give orders." I don't see a reason to give up on the hostages yet. We might get a chance to save...

Ah, apologies - I was imagining little metal sigils pinned to the bottom of the note, rather than just drawn on to it. Oh well, thanks to the wonders of Prestidigitation, Colgrave's sigil is metal after all I guess. ;)

Colgrave listens respectfully to the others, nodding with appreciation at both his prospective allies' demonstrations of their respective talents - Karananak's swarm-shifting and Thalin's simple charm (which, he feels bound to confess, makes his own abilities in that field appear rather pale and...

Ah, sorry about that - but actually I4, being covered in rubble, is difficult terrain, you can't shift into it. Sorry for any confusion. Is I5 an acceptable alternative?

Forgot my nature check earlier: 1d20+12=30 Jarren projects his thoughts in Talkrai's direction, hoping that he's understood her abilities correctly; his thoughts appear in her mind more as vivid images and fully-formed concepts than words as he applies his spirit speaking methods to the new...

Kasha stares for a long moment and then bursts into a fit of laughter. "Come off it," she giggles eventually. "Oh boy... you almost had me going for a second there. You can keep your Allarian Cross spread for someone who was born yesterday, okay? But that's a spiel and a half you've got there...

Colgrave enters a little while after Thalin, having dawdled somewhat to take in the sights of the Highwater District. He passes the clay servant in the doorway as it is on its way out. "A very good day to you all," he utters sonorously, making a bow as he notices the unfamiliar elf. "Perfectly...

[FONT=Verdana] "I don't see why not," Colgrave drawls with a smile. [COLOR=#ff6633]"There's a rather refreshing note of honesty in this 'consider that you may not return', and after all, one can't simply sit around in bars all the time..." He follows the others out, snagging a sigil from...

Jarren complies with the letter of the hostage takers' demands, backing off until he reckons the distance to the doorway as thirty feet. He watches the scene with a frown, scrutinizing the expressions and body language of the newcomers. "Easy now," he counsels to his companions. "No need to go...

kal'Tarron follows the flying corpse he attacked over towards Baracus. With another swing of his axe, he cuts another shallow wound in his target. He is surrounded by a radiance that promises to burn anyone who tries to rescue his target. Baracus spits the blood from his split lip and tries...

kal'Tarron is on 31/44 hp, up from 29 due to no Bloodclaw. rw 1 is -31 hp, down from -34 due to no Bloodclaw. Orsik's damage rolls, take two: rw sb - 2d6+6=14, rw sb 1 - 2d6+6=12 rw sb is - 30 hp, and is bloodied. rw sb 1 is -12 hp.

A quick FYI: I'm off to a music festival tomorrow, and won't have any internet access for the duration. I'll be back on Sunday. It looks like combat is over in any case so I guess this won't be a big deal, but just to let you all know what's up.

I'm off to a music festival tomorrow, and will be back on Sunday. I won't have any internet access, so hang tight until I'm back. :)

"Serris, move quick. I need your spot." Grys shouts. Serris duly moves aside, going to egg on Baracus as he pummels his victim. Grys blinks to the centre of the chamber, unleashing fiery magic upon the flyers. All but one of them gives a blood-curdling scream of pain as the fire catches and...

Kasha's strop ends as swiftly as it began, replaced by a wide-eyed look of wonderment which she quickly attempts to conceal with a show of bravado. "Down on my luck? Ha!" she snorts, folding her arms. "Some fortune teller you are! I just had the biggest pay-off of my life, and you're telling...