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Rhesa wishes she hadn't choosen such a wimbly persona for her cover. She itches to be biting and sarcastic in her response, but settles for rolling her eyes in a vaguely superior manner. "It's not about being strong, Lydia, it's about mathematics. There're only three of us against an angry...

Rhesa wants to give a flip response, but then realizes she can't. After being able to be herself around Ezuvial, she finds being simpering Aeweth irritating. Aeweth opens and closes her mouth a few times in surprise, and then says, precisely, "No, we weren't. We were contracted to recieve...

Coom retrieves rags for Kirin, and Grogg is retrieved before the boy can think up another reason not to serve him. Whoever goes into the bar to get Grogg recieves a number of dirty looks. "S-s-so we should just wait here?" asks Williams hopefully. Just to make sure I'm clear on the plan-...

"Good idea in any case, though," says John admiringly. "Right, let's go."

Rhesa's been roaming around the brothel, trying to dissuade anyone from poking their heads out and getting them accidentally lopped off by some overzealous crusader for purity. She comes back just as Lydia says something to the bound man. "Having fun?" she asks. She sees that Lydia is donning...

Right, sorry for the delay. Jetlag's a bitch, and I've been catching up on everything slowly. Off to the IC thread.

"Right, let's do this in an orderly fashion." She organizes most of the group four abreast sixty feet away from the rats, with Donoros behind. She draws her shortbow. "Cain, fire on my mark. Everyone else, fire as soon as you have a good shot. Clear? Good." She draws back her bow...

Right, am back. As I understand it, WizWrm's out until the 5th of July. About the end of the month, Sparky leaves until the third week of July. Everyone else is still about. I'm fine with resuming or postponing or doing any combination of ghostings you all are comfortable with. I'm around...

Tezune parts the pleasant company with professed reluctance but no less speedily that Rukuro. Mutsouru heads back to his room and prepares his meager possesions for the coming journey. That minor task done, he lies down to sleep. Back, and ready to roll when you guys are.

Right, I'm off, as per signature. Mahe wishes to study the Menir, and will pass on all information (such as the fact that the writing is new). He is reluctant to hang about too long, lest the rest of the enemy group show up. He will use his healing spells to wake the woman so she can be...

"They're not my friends," says Rhesa, pissed at the "when you come with me." "They're in it for the money and all about as moral as Lydia, so I doubt I could dissaude them." She says this while adjusting her makeup, and with that done, steps out of the way of the door. "It's not like I could...

Octar stays close next to Marcus, helping cover the retreat. All right, I'm off soon as per signature. Octar will do as above, will fill his standard role on any further ventures into the caves, and probably wants that bow. :p

Rhesa slams the door shut. "Oh, don't leave just yet!" She calls out into the hallway in a playful voice to cover the door's opening and closing. "You listen to me," she hisses quietly in anger. She leans in close to him, all pretense of sexuality gone. "I do not need to be freed. I am...

Cyberstreet link! Bad! Bad! http://www.enworld.org/forums/showthread.php?s=&threadid=37697 is what you want.

Lady Fant nods and parts ways with the elf. She sits, and frowns slightly down at her drink. Her melancholy she has dispelled by force of will, and her previous moping fills her with some measure of self-reproach. She wonders about the elf, and decides the interaction was what it was- a...

I've been watching the Duel thread, and although both survived I think only Cain is coming with us. "Cain, you take point," says Fant with authority born of command. "Keep a sharp eye out. Then myself, than Nielan, and Eberk, take up the rear." With that, she heads into the dank sewer with...

Rhesa would grin broadly, and a little smiles creeps on to Aeweth's face. Not so in control now are we? Don't like that, mmm? The man, once so confident and calm, now stands with his sword drawn in the presence of two young ladies, his anger at their resistance filling the room like smoke...

"One notable featuuure of our choosen mode of attire," says Coom dryly, "is it's easy adaptation to any size or shape."

Rhesa grows increasingly suspicious of this man, and the phrase "I'm a servant of what's right" sets off a dozen alarm bells in her head- Trouble. "As you should be." And self-righteous to boot. "Then perhaps you can tell me what you and your allies are doing here." Big trouble. Aeweth nods...

"We don't got milk," says the boy with poorly concealed belligerence. The boy, whom the observant might note is incredibly nervous faking courage but the unobservant will see as rather brave (or foolhardy), nervously glances to the hand under Grogg's cloak. As near as Kirin can tell, the...