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OOC: In that case, unless someone objects, I say we do as posted but follow the tracks intread of the alley. Kilkin draws a javelin and gets behind the others, trying to be as quiet as possible. EDIT: Forgot to label it, but that was my stealth roll.

Marla Race: gnome Class: oracle of bones (lvl 10) Size: small Gender: female Alignement: neutral evil Languages: Common, gnome, sylvan, draconic Str: 6 (-2p., -2 racial) Dex: 16 (10p.) Con: 16 (5p., +2 racial) Int: 12 (2p.) Wis: 10 Cha: 24 (10p., +2 racial, +2 lvl up, +4 item) HP: 97 AC: 18...

"But... I mean, is this true? How can you... This is great, but..." Cedric takes a second to collect himself. "Is that document real, and where did you get it?" He leans in closer and whispers. "Are you a spy?"

It's all right, but I had redied to throw the thing, so I assumed thats what you would have me do. I have two more anyhow:)

I thought you meant I threw it when the monster appeared. But yes, I drop my javelin. And I did roll my attack. I got 17 to hit and did 14 damage. It's right there on the post, below the sblock.

"Thank you, thank you. You've done us a great service, but we must be going." Kilkin hustles into the alley, stopping to see if Aradra has found anything.

Kilkin puts on his most serious face and leans in close to the merchant. "Okay, cards on the table. You seem like a good man and I don't want to lie to you. The girl isn't anyone of our's, not really. We adopted her unlawfully a few years back, to give her a home away from her abusive family...

Uuden grips the glaive in both hands again. He ignores the beasts snapping mandibles while quickly running around it, screaming and swinging the glaive over his head. When he has circled the beasts massive form he lets the weapon fly into its back. Move action: Move to W4 (drawing one attack...

Cedric still sits waiting by the riverbank. He'll join with Mal and Darling as soon as they are ready to leave. OOC: I'm ready to skip ahead.

Uuden walks a few paces forward and switches his glaive to his off hand. With his main hand he draws a javelin and gets ready to throw it at anything that looks at him wrong. Free action: Move 5ft. Move action: Draw javelin Standard action: Ready action to throw javelin at anything that comes...

Kilkin points into the alleyway, whispering "she went that way, I'm sure of it". He points out the cloth scrap to Aradra. He then struts up beside Kanli and starts examining the wares. "I do believe she likes green."

Kilkin merrily accepts each handshake with a firm grip and a smile. He nods thoughtfully at Brenic and Chauchers suggestions. "I agree, we question anyone who works in the area first. The guards will have to come second, but they might have been through looking for her too, if we're lucky." As...

Uuden moves out of the gate, glaive at the ready if anyone tries to get too close. He places himself in front of Miri. Init: 15 Move action: Move Standard: Ready attack Note: Ready attack+reach means anything without reach will have to suffer two attacks before getting in melee with any of us.

"Yeah, I did. Needed a job, and the half-orc said to hurry. I ran after you as fast as i could. I even forgot to ask about pay!" The half-elf takes a moment to collect himself. "I'm Kilkin. Kilkin Hollow. I cast spells and throw things. Pleased to meet you Aradra. And you lot, i don't think i...

"Great! I'll run along at once!" Kilkin signs the paper in a hurry and runs after Aradra, barely keeping up with him all the way to the piazza.

Kilkin Hollow A young, skinny half-elf comes running up behind him. He wears simple black and grey clothes, with five daggers strapped to his chest and three javelins to his back. He looks exhausted, as if he has been sprinting here directly from the tavern. After standing still for a few...

Kilkin struts into the tavern, concentrating on a copper piece levitating before his forehead. He walks straight past Aradra and fails to notice Vermag, crashing into his table and sending the coin flying as he loses concentration on the spell. "Oh, I'm so sorry, friend. What can I do to...

Don't knock MS paint. I use it all the time.

Cedric sends Far out to look for a short but broad man with a big nose and an enormous beard. If he finds him, he is to ask the man if his name is Martomum Stonebreaker, and if he could spare some time to talk to Fars master or one his friends about Trinham Woods. He is then to report back to...

"Fine. I'll help Mal free Tharivol first. But I suspect Jareth might try to kill me if he gets the chance." Cedric sighs and starts walking slowly towards the river. If he arrives before the others decide on anything, he'll sit down near the riverbank and wait. He never unpacked his things...