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Quietly, and with a practiced voice of calm friendliness, "Valurel, I'm not keen on being filled with elvish arrows. I hope you know what you're doing here. If this is a bargain of some type, I hope you explain it to us before you make any agreements." As Mardo speaks he nonchalantly pulls...

I don't have anything for Mardo to say or do right now. I imagine he's simply observing, accepting of what others have said, and waiting for someone who has the authority to decide something. In situations like this, should I post anyway just to show that I'm keeping up? Maybe just describe...

OOC: If that's the case, my assessment is that it'll carry two Mediums and Mardo easy. A third Medium might have a hard time holding on. If I were GMing it, I'd say the third has to make Strength checks every five minutes, with a low DC, but the DC rises +2 for every successive save. So...

OOC: I imagined that it was about 4'x5' on its surface. If it were any larger, Mardo would have had it made smaller so he could pull it. Mardo would easily fit on it, I have no doubt, but he's light and Small, and the others are not, so I wouldn't presume to guess. Reminder: "I'm comin I'm...

Mardo gasps as the summoned webs suddenly combust, shooting a blast of scorching air back toward the two under the cart. Raspy, he manages to choke out, "If you have a web of ice, I think it might hold off these flame-fleshed Fell better than more fuel for our fiery foes!" Mardo takes...

The miles traveled have changed Mardo. The cart he pulls is lighter, with all of the food having been eaten. He now pulls with practiced skill and a comfortable gait, and he rarely wears his jacket in the heat of the season. As the heroes approach the field of ash, Mardo fans himself with his...

Addressing all present, Mardo speaks in a soft voice, "If the trail leads us to the group of slavers, then the answer will make itself evident. Until we know that our friend and the slavers are on different paths, I think it is best to assume that they are together. "Cyz, we have compassion...

As the Sarcosan talks of the slavers, Mardo comments, "Yes, I can tell that the slavers really cleaned this place over. I couldn't even find a decent doorknob or crafting tools left in town." As she gives the offer to help the others, Mardo seems nervous and strangely silent.

Mardo cringes a bit as the stone breaks through bone and sprays brackish blood on the ground. As the others move the body of the beast, Mardo makes a mental note that in the southern tongue she called it a "vileshadowbeast" and tries to remember the name for the creature. Because he's of...

Sorry, I really didn't mean for my latest post to sound like Mardo was telling people what to do. He doesn't really know it's a troll, he just thinks that she could use a chance to take revenge. Feel free to tell Mardo that he's wrong, if you like. The Diplomacy check is against her, not the PCs.

Mardo stays still and unmoving once he notices the woman's hostility. His attention darts back and forth from her to the combat, and notices the deadly gash from the axe of the huge human, and the satisfying crash of the monster as it smacks the dirt. "She looks to be in good health!" Mardo...

After grabbing ahold of the loosed sling, Mardo takes off at a run, keeping well out of reach of the beast and the fray. OOC: Mardo's going to Run around to the side of the battle where the girl is located, with the big rock. He knocks a rock in the sling on the way. He's doing his best to...

Mardo takes off running toward the fray, trying to stay as unseen as possible, in order to not draw any attention toward himself. As he runs, Mardo pulls a strap tied around his torso, just inside his jacket, and out whips long leather lines. As he gets one of the stones ready it's obvious that...

OOC: I don't mean to seem uninvolved, I just haven't posted because I like the way things are going and haven't seen a need to put focus on something specific Mardo is doing or saying. This monster seems neat. I love the interaction between Herger and Kaela - very interesting stuff that I...

OOC: the key word in my last post was "whispered". Most of that should have been heard by Valurel only. Is there a better way to make that obvious to the reader?

With a look of concern, Mardo steps over to where the elf sits in the grass and leans down to whisper quietly into his ear. "No friend, nothing is easy. But nothing is hopeless, either. I put a good face on things because I know how easy it is to slip into despondancy as soon as the danger...

Mardo looks as though he just realized something and stands up straight, dusting the remnants of travel off of his jacket. "Valurel, I'm sure it's nothing more than a cooking fire or someone making charcoal, no doubt." As he speaks, Mardo reaches deep into his cart and pulls out a very small...

That's awesome Bobitron! Who did it? What can I do to get Mardo included?

As the screems rise, Mardo drops the cart handles and grabs Kaela, ducking into the grass. "If we hide mabye they won't get us! Stay here!" Mardo starts ripping up clumps of long grass and throws them onto his cart in a panic.

At that Mardo lets out a grunt as he stands and pushes his jewel-rimmed hat back onto his head. He grabs the handles of his cart and whispers to Kaela, "I'll be right behind ya, girl."