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thats fine.... i found my notes..... in a box... in the garage... thats flooded.....

"hrm... works for me. so anyboy got any water? digging these holes wasnt exactly childs play ya know." Razin will ask again

the sight of the elf blowing the loud humans turns throrans sligh grin into fullblown laughter. "Good show there cousin, even if you are crazy." throran will comment through his laughter.

"Ya know richard, we came out here ta help you folks, not to go diggin for treasure. If ya wish, we can reverse what little assistance we have given to you. " Razin comments darkly. upon turning to mr gorth and mrs tey he bows slightly "mr gorth, mrs tey i think it would be a good idea for...

nor was my computer it seems. 2nd bad crash in less than 4 months. if i can find my notes, i'll start up a new one, but i think i'll change a few key points. and if you wish i'll reserve a slot for ya'll :P

Aye, personaly my longest running char, and one of the more fun games i'm in. mmmm explostions :P Mariusm, before i update my char sheet, i was planing on going into the murauder piolet class. after reading up a bit more, i find that it would entail vehicle combat, and if you would preffer to...

"Valan, i don't know whats worse about you, your horrible memory or your desire to waste good coin to the god's of luck." throran comments from his pearch on one of the many barrels scattered around the ship. The fresh air seems to be doin him some good, as his usaly stoic expresion seems to...

"Hello, names Razin. glad you could join us. would eather of you have some water perhaps?" Razin will ask with a smile and a polite nod to them both.

Throran will accquire 100ft of silk rope and then make his way to ship when it is time to go. Making his way onto the ship, he will do his best to avoid the other elf and what seems to be his spreading brain disease.

"Hu... lookes like dinner showed up... too bad they ain't cake monsters eh?" Anthony will comment as he draws his new sword. so do you have preset backrounds for the maps or did you draw them yerself? also, what version of photoshop?

i'm going to have to put this on hold till after the new year. i also lost most of my data over the weekend as my computer died horribly (mobo fried taking everythgin but the sound card with it) so hopefully i can find my hand written material in one of the huge stacks o papery doom at my home.

throran will spend about an hour or so going over equipment, then head back to the inn to study spellboks and if he finds a spell he likes, copy it down. Throran is always happy to teach the lesser races a bit about magic ;)

ooc: yep, and i'm taking a few shovels with me

"Ya know, last time i saw goo do that to a glove, it wasn't goo, it was acid. what kind of creature can live with acid like that inside it?" Anthony will ask with a not of concern in his voice.

Anthony will look to the other that are there. "If i lived in the woods.... ,aby a bit unkempt, maby a animal buddie. definatly no shiney armor...." with that in mind, anthony will check out the others who are there, trying to find one he believes is more at home in the woods than in a city.

"Hrm, that sounds like our best bet. eather way, I'm gonna grab the shovels then go see what the son has to say. we can meet up where richard was found. sound good?" Razin will ask Ximix

"I'm not so good at tracking, but if its a dog, i think we can trap it. Besides from what i hear, dog is pretty good eating." Anthony wispers back Droon, what do you use to make yer maps?

"I got a question, is it againt the rules to eat eachother?" Anthony will ask with an impish grin

"Ok, i'll let you hit the first 2, and i'll see if i cant dig up some shovels." Razin looks to richards wife. "So miss, you wouldn't happen to have a few spades around would you?"

Throran looks between the elf and the human. "I wonder if this elf is actualy a human who messed up a spell..... that or this is what happens when you spend too much time with humans and their ilk. Throran shudders slightly at the thought. Moving over to the table, He grabs his part of the...