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    Tavern Thread: The Hanged Man

    Balth scratches his head a moment, then moves towards Raiyek and Les. Well met, again, adventurers. It seems to be quite the commotion in here. He sees Les tilt her head, eyeing his cloak. "Ah, courtesy of the mage we assaulted hoofchew with. I shall have to get another to wear over...
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    Tavern Thread: The Hanged Man

    A tall, lithe Elf dressed in green hunter's garb enters the tavern. He nods to Raiyek and Kruk. His quiver sticks through one of the burnt holes in his cloak, it looks as though he may have recently been in a fire. He looks unsure of where to sit in the room, it is much busier than it was...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Balth receives his share of the bounty, muttering while hovering around near Vashik, "Ah, this out to pay for a new cloak," while thinly veiling a smirk. A pleasure working with you all. May the light illuminate your path. He, too, heads back towards the tavern to see what else this town has...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    OOC: Thank you for running!
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Yup, five minutes of nothing to do at work = mischevious song for victory. Hooray for actually being able to get to work! LOL If people are largely exiting, then Balth will be the last one to leave.
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Sorry all, I was in one of those areas that got hit with the severe ice/power outages; been trapped at my house with no electric/utilities since Monday. Balth picks up the steaming remnant of his cloak and makes an audible *tsk* as he slings it back over his shoulders. He declines the ale...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    OOC: I REALLY apologize for not looking it all up, I have just five mins to post today. Last day of traveling vacation. Balth will, if possible, move to wherever he can see a target, mark it with hunter's quarry, and twin strike it until dead.
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Actually, if you look, I shifted twice, not once. Once via my move action, the other as part of the nimble shot before the attack. Hope that clears up the confusion. I should be a chess knight's move away from Hoofchew to the southeast.
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Balth's cloak catches fire as the giant orb of flame pushes obscene amounts of heat towards him. The left side of his face is blistered, as he throws the cloak to the ground and moves from the heat southwest. Friendly "Fire" (cwutididthar? :) ) (1d4 5=8) He shouts "You!" at Hoofchew, getting...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    OMG I'm an idiot. Please disregard me ;) I thought it was showing I was at 21 wounds out of 22 HP, not what you are obviously representing :) TYVM! *goes and does his mental patient rock*
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    I did take a second wind, regaining 5 hp; i'm still listed as 21/22 and should be 16/22, unless someone hit me again and I completely missed it.
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Balth, spitting some blood, eyes the guard warily. He shifts northward about five feet, to get some distance between him and the guard. He holds the bow sideways, with both hands defensively, and takes a moment to channel his inner strength. He thought of his friend Torm, and how they would...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Balth saw the arrow, but did not see where it came from, other than the area of the stairs. He draws two of his own, and tucks one between his knuckles, while he pinches, pulls and releases the other, trying to take pressure off Kruk. As they fly towards the guard, Balth quickly scans the area...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Balth sees Vashik start to move, and quickly darts in through the doorway past him. He waits just long enough at Vashik's side as he moves to see which way he's aiming his conjuration. Ah north, good; I shan't be in his way. Silver arrows? That's rather handy, I'll have to inquire about that...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    I'm also an elf archer, so if Merenwen doesn't chime in for herself, probably suggest something along the lines of: Merenwen rushes through, bow drawn to survey the situation. She sees the orc on the left and one further to the right. She moves closer towards the left one (ooc move to F5) ...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Ach. I didn't even see that set of doors. Am I allowed to still change? If not, that's fine, although I'll be standing waiting for someone to kick the door down who isn't there. If it IS ok, I'll target Orc 05 instead, standing at EE12. Good call, Sessadore. I totally failed my perception...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Ok, I will be at C5, and for my SRA, I will Twin Strike Orc 07 once the door is kicked down/opened. Attack Rolls Vs. AC (1d20 7=21, 1d20 7=24) Twin Strike Damage for each if they hit (1d10=1, 1d10=2)
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    He seems to acknowledge your returned sarcasm, but does not reply in kind. If you can use that fire without setting the building on fire, then so be it. But we do have the element of surprise, and I agree we should act quickly while we still have it. The tables inside can be knocked over for...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Balth nods at this point, it had apparently crossed his mind, as well. Balth cocks his head for a moment, thinking. Do you mean as in have us storm in with you, and fend off the people downstairs as upstairs is secured and then give you support from above while you take the fight back...
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    The Long Arm of Lauto 1: Algarezh Hoofchew

    Balth arches an eyebrow at the mention of the archers climbing to the second floor. With a large inviting smile on his face, he says Climbing should be no problem! Let me pull my grappling hook out of my quiver... He reaches back, feeling around behind him, and shrugs his shoulders while the...
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