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Over the next hour, the phrase "verge of collpase" springs readily to mind as Garret and Jaan drag themselves onwards. Neither of them passes out, but Garret can clearly go no farther. Yes tracking check, no both Con checks. Garret took another 5 points nonlethal, for a total of 10, and is...

Jerrick grins at Krog's entry, and at the bar itself. His kind of place. He makes a similar request, albiet at a reduced volume. ooc: Layout? Notable buildings? Temples? Shops?

Those two sound good (where are those islands, anyway?), and I'm laying claim to the alleigance of any expatriated elves besides. ;) My e-mail, for cladestine communications, is ternashandrik(at)yahoo(dot)com. I shall investigate the greyhawk resources to find out more about the history...

Troi:

Nanu nanu. Welcome back! Octar keeps an arrow ready, looking anxiously up the shaft. He resists the urge to laugh along with Marcus and Dhormium- he expect it would sound strained. If nothing else, I can break their fall he thinks nervously.

Very careless of you- if I had been drinking anything when I read that, a keyboard might have been ruined.

"All right," says Jerrick. Good he thinks. Hedwan... well, it's not that he thinks he's untrustworthy, he just can't tell if he's trustworthy. And he generally handles himself better around people than Tanya or Krog, stout companions though they may be. "See you later, Tanya." As he walks...

Fant will hold back to give Gorefoot a chance to charge and Mourlas a chance to step out of the way (she mutters something at Mourlas to this effect). The worst that happens is that they don't and she has to move forward at a reduced pace anyway.

Elves would be nice. They're philisophically aligned, they have the magical firepower the common people lack, and perhaps most importantly... those evil people are scary. O_o Also, it strikes me that druids, which elves have in abundance, will be the only (full) divine casters. Booyah! Major...

"Nah," says Jerrick politely. "You go on, I'm going to poke around the town some. Krog might be interested." He rises, giving a polite nod to the hostess and the performer. "I'm gonna walk around, see what I can't find. How about you?" he finishes, looking down on the remaining occupant of...

Fant grimaces. So much for a defensive line taking the charge.... "Surround it," she orders, and advances on the beast, hoping Ishmael distracted the creature enough for her to close unmolested.* Move and attack if she's close enough, charge if she's not. *If I read this right, the creature...

Doghead,

"Perhaps," suggests Jerrick reasonably, "We should poke 'round town a bit more before we go charging off. Might be worth askin' a few more questions, with all respect to Redithdoor." He gives the elf a nod.

Troi:

The church of Tritherion: 'cause every industrial revolution needs its uppity proleteriat. "No king! No queen! No lord! We will not be slaves again!" *Begins humming various tunes from Les Miserables.* Edit: Does this make me the first good guy?

Octar hesitates, wondering if they would even be capable of pulling his heavy frame and armored body up. The hesitation is too long, and the rope goes up without him. He is left to worry about Tullius' fate. Best of luck, brother he thinks.

"Move!" shouts Fant, pushing ahead to engage the creature. "Form a line! If you can't hurt it, distract it!" ooc: Move 15' and ready an action to attack the construct. Aforementioned contruct likely has reach, so it is likely the last 5' of movement will be incorporated in that readied...

Despite Garret and Jaan's early success, they loose the trail about an hour into the day, only to find it again two hours later. The rest of the day goes smoothly, even as the trackers begn to tire, but by the tenth hour it is, perhaps, time for a rest. It is intersting to note that, about...

"Onwards and upwards," mutters Fant.

Fant hmphs dsiconentedly at the contents of the fault. "A good thought, but nothing of immediate use here, it seems." She waves a hand. "We'd best hold on to it, for the same reasons as the potion- gold in a vault of a burnt-down tower will do the wizard little good." She looks around the...