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Aranel's attempts at voice counting was being interrupted by the others. Not old enough to risk using the term 'child' when talking to even those elves younger than her, she sighed and hurried back to Telerin's side. "There are possibly two dozen, quite likely more." She warned him. "Not a...

Her green eyes closed as she focussed on the voices ahead, trying to distinguish a few, to get a rough idea of how many there may be. There may have been some not chanting too...not saying anything but chanting usually meant some form of magic and creatures with magic hell-bent on ones...

Aranel had grown bored, for creatures with short lives they sure did waste a lot of it arguing amongst themselves. She had drawn her rapier edged towards the wall. "While you discuss tactics...I will scout ahead for us." she called softly not planning to go too far, mostly aiming to check there...

Aranel looked around her and shivered. "It's so...wrong..." she murmured watching the clerics actions and turning away. "This has to be stopped..." Absently she petted 'Fang and looked to the others. "Should there be some plan?" she asked quietly. ((aranel finally updated!))

*slips in quietly* I'm back ^^; *Wrestles control of Aranel back from AMG* MY elf.

((OOC: I'm back!! ...what did I miss :D ...ooh Aranel isn't dead. But whats with the constant 10 in Init? ^^;; )) Aranel sighed and looked around her as best she could, listening watching for anything at all of interest. (Gold...shiny things, weapons...traps enemies ect) "Telerin..." Aranel...

I have a qquestion; I'll be moving house soon and I don't exactly know when we'll be getting a net connection of any kind... Would it be alright if I let AMG run my character for me? (They're in the same adventure right now) Otherwise I may just ask Uriel to make an example of Aranel...a...

"Maybe poor, but they still often wear good amulets and cloaks." She called back, picking up the axes to give to the dwarves. They'd all gone quiet and she guessed that meant there was trouble coming...

Aranel peeped inside and grinned. "I wonder..." She slipped through the door and picked a chest in the far corner of the room. No one else here was going to need it... She crouched down and studied it, trying to see if it were locked and would require practice or if she could just open it...

"Ah good swing on your arm Rurik." Aranel commented, putting her Surprise away again. "Made life that much more simple." She added walking over to the decapitated body to see if it had anything worthwhile.

((*Grumble* ferals...rargh)) Aranel turned in time to see a cursed feral attacking Rurik. Swearing in elvish, a strangely song-like string of particularly nasty phrases reffering to the parentage of the creature that had turned the once-man to a beast, she drew 'Surprise' and took aim before...

Aranel walked along the ede of the wall quite easily, watching for a place to get in. Maybe once she was in there was a way to sneak down and open a door or something... (Spot/Balance...whatever else ^^; )

((Clone post! ))

"Locks?" Aranel heard one of her few magic words. "Locks and traps would be my department of speciality." She announced. "I can do my best anyway." she added. She'd been staring at the monestary, trying to figure out if it was the sort of place likely to have large expensive items, or even...

Aranel had been thankful the night had gone by quietly. As she finally stood up and stretched. Working up to the ability to speak was taking longer than she wanted. "M'ning' Fng." She mumbled a little cold and stiff. Nothing evil had rushed them, and so she had spent too long away realising just...

"Thank you." Aranel took a vial of Holy water and it vanished about her person. Having rested most of the way to this point she was feeling rather energetic and eager to set up the camp, though not yet tired enough to rest in it.

Aranel had been 'resting her eyes'. The occasional mumble could be heard muffled by Telerin's back. She sat up with a sudden jolt and blinked, realising how low the light was. "Night..? We're going to fight savage monsters in the dark?" She asked no one in particular. "Well life just keeps...

Aranel had been watching the room in sielnce. The thought of monks turned to savagry such as this disturbed her, monks were always so...peaceful. The ones she'd met anyway. Reloading her handcrossbow in preperation for next time, she sighed. There always was a next time... "We are going against...

: hehehe yeah ^^ the map is great...I think the tea stains add to the effect ^^; The shock of what had happened almost caught the young elf by surprise. She had been eyeing the '2000 gold' bit on the scroll with a faint glint in her eyes. Then everything went all to the abyss and there was...

Aranel had ended up clinging to Telerin slightly, muttering. "Now there are two of them!" she said quietly. She did like Dwarves, but usually couldn't understand a word they said until they said it very slowly and in a clear voice. And Dwarvish didn't sound all that nice to her pointy ears...in...