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Arnir rocks and sways on the somewhat uneven deck of the ship. Seeing Lars' spell fizzle on his fingers Arnir rolls his eyes "Sorcerers...Lars didn't your master teach you that if you want to play the mage you must dress the...." He trails off as Brutus literally doubles in size before his eyes...

Sorry boys! EnWorld has once again let me down with respect to notifications! Arnir sits glumly casting cantrips like a petulant child. Theater was one of many things he was forced to partake in as child, and he never gained an appreciation for it. When not casting cantrips, he tries to...

Yep, done over the course of the week - the tablets are sold to the Lyceum to add to their archives, the rest can be sold off as needed. Almost done here! Arnir works slavishly for better part of the week consolidating his knowledge into a single spellbook. The process takes him two full days...

All this is retroactively done, Arnir was not finished his frantic house-cleaning Arnir spends his ten days scurrying around frantically, going to markets, visiting the lyceum and....tinkering away with gems and bits of string....

Arnir nods to Simeon as they receive their reward "I would appreciate it, Simeon, were you able to leave out my part in this. I have had some...trouble...of late and wish to keep a low-profile while in Seaquen." BOOOOOOO

Arnir grabs Bannock by the arm and puts a considerable amount of his strength into trying to drag the big man away and beat a hasty retreat "Silence you fool! Let's find her egg and be done with this!"

Arnir's mouth drops in awe as he stands in the much, bow slung over his shoulder. The red dragon in Gate Pass was terrifying enough, but here, now, up close, Arnir can see two of the weapons of death and destruction the beast possess, and the pungent scent of acid serves as reminder of a third...

Yeah, okay Dave. Arnir does take the Mage's spellbook though

Arnir smiles happily and sits beside the hulking wolf, reminding him of the hounds his father kept in his kennel. He scratches behind the great beast's ears and under its chin, noting how thick and dense the wolf's coat is. Arching his eyebrow he says "There is no way I will destroy a dragon...

Arnir approaches Ghar cautiously, calling out to Lowduke "Can I pet him? Such a proud beast..." Petting the beast (or not, depending on the wolf's temper), Arnir listens, nodding his head in agreement with Kirio "I really think our best hope is to get ourselves in front of her somehow and make...

Arnir is up bright an early, needing only a couple hours of rest each night. Heading down to the table where the assorted items are, Arnir casts a spell to aid in his identification and then racks his brain trying to decypher the magical auras for each.

Arnir's eyes narrow as he collects the wand, staff and amulet and heads home with the others, taking his share of the gold happily. The bonding ceremony put him out of pocket considerably, and this is a welcome boost to his coffers. Back at the house, Arnir takes the i. armor from Hrmir and...

Arnir clicks his tongue "And here I was thinking I should let you live. Maybe I'll just take you up on your offer, slit your throat and dump you in the ocean. Given the situation you find yourself friend your only salvation is to do exactly as I say. Should I inquire as to the nature of your ...

Arnir ponders, tapping the blade of his dagger to his lip before pointing to the Staff, Wand, Amulet and vial. "What are these?" he demands.

Arnir clicks his tongue as he flips through the spellbook, torn. A week ago he was in a similar position to this mage and feels a pang of empathy at the thought of being without a book....At the same time, there are a few spells in there that he wouldn't mind adding to his collection. He pulls...

Arnir flips through Beanor's spellbook, trying to see if there's anything in there making it worth stealing. If they're to let these men go, he'd rather not have a disgruntled mage on his back, seething at the loss of his spellbook.

Arnir pats down the mage to see if there are any items of interest on his person before snapping his head up to see what all the noise is "Hrmir!" he barks over the din "Leave the animals be!"

Arnir claps his hands happily at Lowduke's final remark, before wincing in pain and looking behind him to the wound he suffered at the hands of the cutlass wielding minion. "Oh, I quite like this fellow. Much as I think it would be most prudent to kill you, for the very reasons you gave...

Arnir nods in agreement and says softly "Agreed. It is the most prudent course of action. I learned first hand what happens when enemies are left alive, and it nearly cost me my life. No witnesses, no retribution. Let's find the egg first and get what information we can."

Arnir startles as the giant dire wolf bounds into the fray and tears the helpless man apart "Mystra..." he trails off as Bannock's thunderous slash misses its mark. Hoping to take Lowduke and the wolf out of play in one fell swoop, Arnir takes a 5-ft step backwards so he is abreast with a...