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Arnir calls out to his party as loud as he dares, even as he readies a spell "Coup de Grace! Kill Them!" He then turns his attention to Lowduke and the retreating Bannock, hoping to give his friend a boost. Reaching out a hand, a blast of white hot electricity flashes out towards Lowduke

Perhaps due to the lengthy lay-over since his last combat, or due to a new-found aversion to fighting having nearly died the last time around, but Arnir finds himself woefully flat-footed when the combat commences. Barely aware of what's happened, Arnir's body shimmers purple for a moment as a...

Arnir stands around uncomfortably as Kirio and Lowduke trade words, painfully aware that they are out-numbered and seeing no sign of Lars or Hrmir. surprise may have been the better option...

Arnir nods in agreement with Kirio "Indeed. Subtlety may only get us so far. Hopefully Lowduke hasn't replaced the thug Lars killed. I'll follow your lead, just a moment while I prepare." Having said that, Arnir casts Mage Armor and Fox's Cunning on himself with a flash of purple, then white...

Arnir will cast fox's cunning on himself just before entering as Kirio casts Eagle's Splendor On the way to the warehouse Arnir mentions one more thing "I may try and put Lowduke and his thugs into a magical sleep. If this succeeds, please try not to wake them, and preferably let Bannock take a...

Arnir nods his head "I'm ready now. As much as I love studying, I'm eager to wring some blood out of Lowduke. It's been too long since I immolated someone. One thing though Kirio; it may be useful to tell Lowduke that you've hired me as a diviner to determine the authenticity of the egg. If...

Arnir arches an eyebrow as Hrmir apologizes and nods curtly "I know I can be harsh. We can work together...and I will try to be less..blunt." He listens to Hrmir's plan and making note of his pledge he says politely "I think it is a fine plan. Can you turn back into...yourself after? I assume...

I'm feeling the same as Brendan. Arnir will be ready to go in about 5 more days, unless I'm wrong Greg? and would then be happy to go after this egg. In the meantime, he has commissioned (through an intermediary) a brand-new Darkwood Masterwork Longbow to be produced for him in fine eleven style...

Arnir throws up his hands and begins to speak quiet and close to Kirio and Bannock "At this point, I know Bannock and Lars have just as much claim to vengeance as I have, but I think this to be a fool's errand. I know I'm prideful and headstrong, but I'd fancy myself to possess at least a sliver...

Arnir shakes his head in disbelief as Alric rises "And to think you want to negotiate peace between 8 religious factions...." Turning back to Smeed he says "Does anyone else have anything to add? If we must deal with Smeed here, I'd have him come with us."

"The two of you must be the most profoundly stupid pair of fools I have ever known. Do you understand the concept of a negotiation? You realize Smeed is RIGHT FU#$ING THERE? Mystra save me. Perhaps I should just take up with Smeed, detestable though he is, at least he has his wits about him."

"Enough of this foolishness. We don't need the greasy little :):):):), and I'd rather give Master Simeon my gold than this maggot. We have no reason to trust him, no assurances that he speaks truth, and even less reason to like him. I move we leave Smeed here to wallow in his filth. He got a...

Arnir heads to bed early and goes over his spells, though he knows he is unlikely to be able to use them and wakes the next morning feeling fresh and alert, even if still a bit sore. He makes his way down to where his companions wait and listens to them banter back and forth but finds himself...

Arnir snaps out of his funk, still dazed from being dead only hours before. He winces during Kirio's tirade but lets him finish. "I think that letting the man that hired assassins to kill me know I'm still alive is a poor idea. At the moment, we still have something of an element of surprise...

I think Lars' suggestion is a good one. The note and dagger are back at home, we could take them to the Lyceum today. Also might not hurt to ask the people around here what they saw. Last I remember, there were some loudly clanging bells. No doubt Merrywinter and his goons left in a hurry...

Arnir returns to this world the same way he entered it: screaming in agony as the gaping wound in his chest mends slowly and his life's blood replenishes itself. Coughing up thick globs of blood and bile, he heaves and convulses before gasping with new life.....only to look straight into the...

Arnir screams out in agony as the ray of red-hot energy blasts through his cloak and clothes to render his flesh underneath. Lost in pain for a moment, the clanging of bells snap him back into reality and he curses as the two Orcs outside groggily come-to. wheeling around with the wild look of a...

Arnir wrinkles his brow in baffled confusion as Lars stabs the air, but snaps back to reality with the sickening crunch of the totally unwounded half-orc's falchion against Bannock's armour. Aiming just above the rubble in front of him, Arnir lets fly a white hot blast of deadly electricity...

Arnir is temporarily dumbfounded before he recovers his wits and speaks a few arcane words, gesturing with malice over the room and seeking to put an end to this combat as quickly as he can. Taking a 5' step away from the menacing orc, into G5, Arnir begins to cast Deep Slumber, targeting the...

"I hope you've got it on you. I'd hate to have to hunt for it afterwards. Lars, Bannock...Hold the door. I'll be but a minute."