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"The Cannith sure do know how to build torture chambers." Talos laughs lightly at his own joke and moves out on the catwalk. Stepping rather gingerly and testing each step he keeps an eye out for anything hiding. 1d20+7 → [10,7] = (17) Roll Lookup

"A restless spirit? Güt! I love putting down restless spirits. Almost makes coming through that portal worth it." Talos walks up to the metal doors and listens, giving them a test push, before looking to see if his companions are ready. Talos is a bit charge happy, with lots of emphasis on...

A minotaur holding a hammer with a lute case strapped to his back comes diving through the portal screaming ". . . portals!"He blinks a bit at all the people standing around and pushes himself upright using his craghammer. Once upright, he dusts himself off, and bows while clearing his throat...

"But guys . . . its a . . .grrr" Talos stammers out watching his companions blithely go through the mystical door. "Don't you people know those things aren't safe!" Talos paces a bit, then checks his lute is firmly on his back and hammer in hand. Checks a few more random buckles all the while...

Talos walks back to the table from retrieving a fresh ale. "Oh, you missed my performance? I'll gladly perform another! Perhaps something by . . .mmm what was his name, dwarven bard, Yannuk? Yancovi? Anyway something like that. Hmmm no one to play back up on a squeeze organ though, oh...

"Ah a call to adventure, so inspiring!" Looks down at Mal, "Alas my companions are a bit deep in their cups . . .Mal is that your third ale since I walked in? Excellent! We'll make a minotaur of you yet!" He pats Mal on the back (perhaps a bit too hard). "In order to inspire my fellow...

To Mal, "Oh yes, the alchemist had a nice stock of slow-step, I am now properly provisioned." He says as he pats a bag on his hip. Not really noting the apprehension in some of his companions Talos goes on, "I am indeed a musician, though only of amateur status. I've been told I have great...

A large minotaur burst comes striding in the tavern door and looks around expectantly. When his eyes come to rest upon one particular table they light up and he begins striding in that direction. "Mal, Tock! Look at this!" He says as he proudly brandishes a lute case. "Metal case, no worries...