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ooc: What's that in G16? I still fail at reading the map. :(

I'm going out of town and offline for most of a week. I'll be back on Thursday.

With a weak scream, the old man collapses under Mikara's rain of arrows and Kathalia's fangs. He is bleeding badly, and will likely die soon unless action is taken to save him. No one appears to have noticed the altercation; or, if they have, there is no sign of a response yet. A DC 10...

"Hang tight, Kauldron. We'll get ye back on yer feet in no time," Quagmire bellows. He ducks around the sarcophagus and, as he approaches Kauldron, his armor flares with a brief white glow. Quagmire winces, but Kauldron feels better as the necrotic taint leaves his body. Minor: inspiring...

Good luck, Ken, and thanks for all the fun.

Posting to subscribe, mainly, because I want to think about this a bit before I have any coherent ideas.

Not entirely surprised, Quagmire quickly slips to the right and feints, diverting the skeleton's attention away from Hrav for a crucial moment. Is Quagmire the one in K16? Having a hard time telling which PC is which. Assuming he is... Move: shift to L16 Standard: Commander's strike...

Surprise Round Hacker grabs for the old man, who jerks his arm away nimbly. "What is this? A robbery? I'm just a poor old man. There's no meat left to pick off these bones." "Not a robbery, but a kidnapping," says Hacker, raising his voice, [COLOR="darkorange"]"BUT NOBODY SEEMS TO BE...

ooc: Waiting on me again. As usual. Tomorrow...

Ikni is also available (swordmage 4), though she hasn't managed to make her way into the tavern yet. Due mostly to procrastination on my part.

Quagmire saunters over to one of the opening sarcophagi, his rolling sailor's gait looking like unintentionally like a cocky swagger in this dusty tomb. "Wonder why Redblade's got a crypt in 'is basement," he muses as he peers inside. "Don't really see i'm as the type t'honor his ancestors."...

ooc: I award 4 DM credits to Mal Malenkirk for completing this adventure.

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Your efforts to calm tempers go unheeded. Under the circumstances, this is not surprising; these men have clearly been under a great deal of stress for some time. Shouted insults are exchanged, and, quicker than you could have imagined, everyone is shouting. You don't see quite who throws the...

The priest yanks his hand away from Hacker's grasp, showing reflexes that, while not inhumanly fast, would be a credit to a man half his age. "What is this? A robbery? I'm just a poor old man. There's no meat left to pick off these bones." Is that just a hint of a smile on the old priest's...

The elderly man looks up from his washing. "My dear boy! What is the matter? Come inside, come and rest yourself. Sit down, I think we have some food left from supper, eh?" He comes outside and moves to assist Hacker up, extending his hand to the "boy".

That's all fine as part of your one-time rebuild. No need for a proposal, just mention when you submit your character that this is his overhaul, and include the information I've quoted here.

The street, several blocks removed from the main thoroughfare of the district, is fairly quiet. The sun is sinking westward, and the shadows are getting longer. The occasional urchin wanders by, usually preferring to climb through or over the decaying skeleton of one of the nearby buildings...

Woe's disguise is complicated by the fact that he refuses to be parted from his spear and armor. Hacker's efforts suffice to hide the armor beneath filthy rags, and loose twigs bound with twine turn the spear into something that resembles a broom, if you don't look too closely. Woe does throw...

Quagmire peers owlishly into the gloom. His eyes work better than a human's would in the darkness, but... "Hrav, I think this is your gig, mate. Knock 'em dead. We'll be right behind ye." He steps back to let the burly bugbear lead the way. Quagmire has low-light vision. Did we get an...