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Nottus' eyes widen at Redbeard's description of an ogre. "Well, at least we'll hear one coming for miles then, right?"

Nottus, caught up in Broderick's speech, shouts a vigorous "Hear, hear!", before ducking his head, somewhat embarassed.

Nottus bows deeply to Edran, then takes a seat with a grateful sigh. Still unused to extended travel, even half a day's worth has tired him more than he'd like to admit.

Nottus' eyes light up at Haversham's words. "That sounds like a real adventure! You couldn't keep me away for all the riches in Silver Hills." "That orc's worrysome though. If it's the same one as all the way back then, what kind of power must it have? Or could it be a descendant, or copycat?"

Nottus decides to buy potions after hearing of the group's adventures in the underground. After all, any adventurer worth his salt must have some potions. The rest of the time he spends idling around town, openly gawking at the sights so fresh to him.

I'd be happy to pay a share to aqquire another wand.

Nottus smiles nervously and nods to the old dwarf. "Yes sir. Seems it was time for me to finally break from the hills." After a brief hesitation, he shakes the proffered hand eagerly. "That'd be great. From what I've heard, I could learn a lot from you."

Nottus Zok Nottus Zok Gnome Sorceror 3 Str:8 Dex:14 Con:14 Int:12 Wis:10 Cha:16 HP:16 Base Attack Bonus: +1 +1 attack vs goblins and kobolds AC:14 (10+2 dex+1 armor bonus+1 size) +4 dodge bonus vs giant type Fort: +3 Ref: +3 Will: +3 +2 racial bonus on saving throws against illusions...

Sorry for the delay, internet troubles. Changes have been made to Nottus, and unless I missed something, he is ready for play.

Nottus Zok, V 1.1 *Moved to Rogue's Gallery

I'd like to try my lot at a gnome sorceror, if you'll have me. Illusion specialist, preferably. Might there be a slot for him?

If you can fit him in, I think I'd like to give a cleric of chance a shot. Been wanting a spot to try out a cleric who's patron is Lady Luck (or whatever version you might have of the same). Note: Not your grandpappy's cleric.

I go crazy, kill my classmates, and proceed to rule the world with my l33t |\|1|\|j4 P0\/\/3rz There. Game's over. Go home, folks.

New and improved Garben Tarnickle. Now with backstory!

Reinold shakes his head. "I've told you all I know. The rest is up to you, and the will of God." He looks across all of you, a gleam in his eyes. "I have a small supply of holy water, if you feel the need. It will burn those born of unholy magic, protect you from curses and hexes, and purify...

"His main forces consist of the living dead and his infernal minions. Other creatures born of foul magic, or corrupted humans may also bar your path, if you encounter them." "As for your spell, it may prove to be useful. The magical force animating many of the dead are weak, possibly weak enough...

Seeing nobody else offer ideas, Reinold suggests, "I have some rope. Maybe if you can get up there and secure it, you can use that to help the others up?"

"The walls are fairly rough. It might be possible for a good climber with a bit of luck."

"There's only the one main gate, and it's the main entrance. Unless you can make it to the roof, that's the only way in. What windows there are are securely barred. As for distracting those on guard, it might work. It depends what guards may be posted. A human may fall for it, but one of the...

"No. There's the occaisional hunting party, to take in fresh meat, but most of what is needed is created, through natural ways or arcane, inside. Besides that, hardly a soul has entered for a few years now. The gates are always open, but by now most know better than to approach the place."