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"Damn that damned wizard" Asher grumbles with a yawn.

Arriana rubs herself against the DMs leg "PPPPRRRRRR" she rumbles deep throatedly.

Cursed 'looks' around for some cloth with which he can try and bind his own arm, resorting to ripping a sack of grain apart if he has to.

"And that bed of slimy moss looks very comfortable" Bahruul says with a smile and a wink.

Kel watches the kobolds carefully, when an opportunity arises he says "Those gems are exquisite workmanship, almost as good as what an elf could produce. They're definitely not something produced by kobolds, no offence intended friend Rix but the workmanship is almost perfect"

"Tuxedos?" Glandred asks scratching at her head "What are they and why would I want one from an orc?". While the gate is being examined she cleans and sharpens her axes, all the time grumbling about how much she hates orcs.

"You know that would be fantastic" the fat dwarf chef says enthusiastically "I'd be interested in speaking to them myself. I'm sure they'd have some interesting recipes and might even know of some new spices" he says dreamily "Speaking of food, it must be time for a meal eh?"

Kel stands on impassively watching the exchange and wiping mud from his clothing and equipment. "If we get stuck for food the Huntress will provide" he says deferently. OOC: that's unfair ;) I started posting before you, got side tracked by the kids and then by the time I hit submit you'd...

Halidon/Kageri, robbed of all psionics starts to feel quite weak indeed. He moves toward the back of the group, drawing his dagger, and trying to make himself look very unintimidating. "Perhaps we should talk our way through this?" Aram/Orin moves straight toward Wayfikle, his weapon ready...

"The last one to best me entered a short time ago" the giant bellows "I am bound to fight again and again, even after a defeat. Destruction of the world would be a blessing. I do not enjoy this my friends"

Kori/Athear skids back, her hands fumbling for the unfamiliar bow. "Be wary, his kind is as strong as stone!" she calls, "He could crush with a flung stone or a single swipe of his weapon, I beg you, attack him from afar!" Suiting word to action, Kori bends Athear's bow and fits an arrow to...

"Thank you for your trouble Goodwife" Bahruul rumbles good naturedly from the shadows "But I am afraid that if we don't soon find somewhere to camp it will be to dark to do so. Please excuse us, a blessing on you and yours"

Bail listens to Mel's story with growing anger "That I won't stand for" he growls when she has finished her tale "Where can I find this abomination? This miserable excuse for a father? dearest Mel?" he blushes as his feelings bubble to the surface for a moment "I, ahh mean, ummm" Hurriedly...

Kel spends much of his time with Alexander discussing the Huntress and hunting. He tries to avoid the gnome tunnels as much as possible, feeling much more at home in the woods surrounding the gnome homeland. During the briefing Kel watches Rix carefully. He is concerned at how the mission...

Get better soon buddy, and I hope that dreaded work goblin doesn't keep getting in the way ;) Cheers Daz

Thanks for that Gli'jar, I hadn't seen it Cheers Daz

Cursed grits his teeth in pain, blood flowing down his arm and pooling at his feet"can someone help wrap something around this to stop the flow of blood?" he asks indicating his ravaged arm.

"The scum got away" Glandred spits in anger "Quick. One of you magic using folk get us through here. It can't be too hard to use if the stinkin orc managed it. Come on, he's getting away, and warning the others that we're coming" she is getting more and more agitated knowing that orcs are but...

Bail arrives in the kitchen late, his hair is unkempt and his eyes are blood shot, dark marks circle his eyes, it looks as though he has not slept at all. Seeing the breakfast laid out before him he silently drops into a chair and scratches at the stubble on his chin while he sullenly watches...

Bahruul stands quietly in the shadows watching the village with a wary eye and waiting for his friends to finish interviewing the Goodwife. His eyes dart back to the abandoned temple from time to time, watching for any movement from the madman Markie.