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Note to self. In the future, disable ropes that are attached to alarms. Idiot... Skarg admonishes himself. After shooting the pirate and watching him fall back into the hole, he runs up to it to look down to try and see if the pirate is still moving. Then, upon hearing the other pirate voices...

Back from my trip. I'll play catch up and get something posted by this evening. Work's a bit busy atm.

If we can. If not, well... Skarg whispers back to Jango, shrugs, then brings all his attention back to the hole. OOC: Just in case nothing gets posted before I head out in the morning, Skarg's going to attempt a "Freeze! Don't move" kind of thing on the pirate. Standard guard stuff. If the...

Quiet! Skarg hisses at the others. Someone's coming... He then aims his hand crossbow at the hole and waits.

Skarg smacks his forehead as Jango speaks aloud his thoughts of ambush. If this goes well, I'm having a sit down talk with these two about the benefits of being quiet. Right after I flick each of them in the forehead. Skarg grins a bit at his inner thoughts. Quiet! Skarg says in a harsh...

Regular, please. :D Oh, and black.

Sweet. Got any coffee in here? *picks up an out of date People magazine and takes a seat*

Skarg remains in the tent while the others look to the injured pirate. Man's going to die anyways. If not by our hands, he'll surely hang once we get him back to town. Ah well. I guess this is the part that makes us the good guys instead of common thugs. Or some such philosophical crap. Skarg...

Application for Alt Character I have a rogue I wrote up that's looking for a home. I don't have the Monte Cook books (I'll probably pick them up at some point considering all the praise they get), though. Anyways, here's Loric Dy'Neren. Half Elven Rogue. Education will be one of his first...

Skarg takes a quick glance at the crates and equipment. Supply tent? then taking notice of the boulders he thinks And something more... while scratching his cheek a couple of times. He looks at the other two with him and puts his forefinger to his lips. Then, moving as quietly as he can, he...

Three balls of azure energy wisk their way past Skarg's head making him duck as he runs. That's it, Skarg. Run right across everyone's line of sight. Keep this up and you'll be proving everyone's opinions of Half Orc intelligence right. Especially when it comes to you. he chides himself as an...

Can't seem to come up with anything worth while, so I'm going to bow out of this one. Looks like it'll be some serious fun for those who get accepted. Good luck! /bump

Skarg visibly winces as he hears the branches break from up behind him. Son of a... he silently curses. Well this just got ugly. Taking a quick look around he thinks Well, nothing for it. Can't do much of anything here. He arms and loads his hand crossbow, then sneaks off to his left...

Doh! Powers of observation failed me. Somehow I didn't even see the map. *smacks forehead*

Thanks for further clarifying the clarification, Sagiro. :D You players really need to get on the ball! There's lots of evil afoot, yet. Slackers. *ducks and runs for cover*

I like threads broken up into some sort of natural separation. Such as chapters or adventures or whatnot (Edit: With links to the others ones in the author's sig file or first post of the story hour. Somewhere easy to find in other words.) In a perfect world, .pdf compilations are what makes me...

How far away is Skarg from the alerted pirates?

Thanks for the reply, reel. I'm pondering a concept of a Warforged Fighter. There's a lot of meat there for inner philosophical turmoil. Being created by a weak mortal whereas flesh and blood races are created by the gods has got to lead to many internal questions. Along with the lack of purpose...

Couple of quick questions. What time frame are you giving for apps? And would you accept one from someone who's still learning his way around Eberron?

Skarg watches as the others make their way back, then settles in to wait for the fire keeper to make his way back up to the signal tower. Ok, Skarg. Quiet as a mouse. You botch this up and you'll never hear the end of it. he rubs his cheek a couple of times feeling the growing stubble. I have...