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Yup, what they said. We'll be here when you can get back, so don't worry about us. :)

I'm finding I have the exact same problem, heh. I keep finding interesting recruitment threads after they're already full. :(

Sorry to hear about your unemployment, I sympathize with how that can mess with plans. But congrats on that opportunity! Good luck!

Alright. I think I will. :) (Follow along, that is.)

Just found this now - looks fun! I'm still reading through the thread, so forgive the question - is this full? I assume it's full, but I'd really kick myself if it weren't and I missed out because I didn't ask the question. ;)

Raiyek shakes his head sadly, a bittersweet smile on his face. "The whole of the city, I'm afraid. It has been long enough for Daunton's fame to wane to the point of nostalgic memory." The armoured elf's tone lightens slightly as he adds, "But for this many adventurers to all arrive here at...

Yeah, I meant more like drawing analogies to the behaviour of common woodland creatures and such. But the tips are appreciated nonetheless. :)

Haha, thanks! I'll keep that in mind. :)

So, apparently I'm going to have to do some research if I want to have Aenwyr spout nature references all the time. At least, if I want to make sure I'm not just making stuff up, haha.

Aenwyr nods his agreement after Treygar speaks. "A wise idea." When Laucian mentions a tracker, Aenwyr steps forward. "That is me. The first part should not be difficult, since they were dragged." The druid begins searching the area for other tracks around the drag marks to see if the goblins...

Well, this fight is certainly looking to be short and brutal. Those poor goblins, outnumbered 2:1, haha.

Aenwyr moves up beside Amron and Selari, to the left of the trail. He touches the holly amulet around his neck then mutters a few syllables and reaches towards the goblin closest to Laucian on the left. A thorny vine whips out from the druid's hand and wraps around the goblin's arm, embedding...

Initiative (1d20+2=17)

There's not really a joke or anything, but Twa Corbies is an actual ancient Scottish poem featuring a pair of ravens/crows and a dead knight. Here it is (with a handy translation to readable English, haha).

pathfinderq1, I'm amazed - you made an obscure literary reference, and I got it! Haha, well done. :)

Seeing Laucian and Amron readying weapons, Aenwyr does the same. He tosses his staff on the ground beside the wagon once it stops, then follows Laucian's lead in readying his shield as he walks towards the others to see what the commotion is. The druid stays silent, however, giving the air to...

Kiraya, do you have a preference for how dice are rolled? Invisible castle, on the forum, something else?

Looks like Treygar (dwarf barbarian) is driving and Laucian (elf noble fighter) is riding shotgun, with the other two dwarves riding in the back of the wagon. Correct me if I'm wrong, anyone. :)

Aenwyr walks beside the wagon, shoulder-length black hair loose and bearskin cloak thrown back in the heat of the day. A few small, random braids frame his face, wider and stronger than usual for an elf, with bright green eyes. Tribal tattoos in forest green ink encroach from his hairline, jaw...

Hooray! :) Quick question before I post - what will the weather be like tomorrow? Going to use druidcraft to get the forecast. ;)