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Darrick follows behind Catherine, casting wary glances into the darkness, and moves to stand by her left side. He throws an insolent look at the hunter closest himself, and cocks an mocking eyebrow. He doesn't say a word, though. Not yet....

Necromancers are generally thought of as many things. Evil, of course. Grim, without question. Morbid, although that likely goes without saying. More than a little mad, all too often. And of course, dangerous. Very dangerous. With all this in mind, it is all the more remarkable that Olaf...

Darrick sits bolt upright at the commotion, one hand scrabbling for the sword by his bedside. "I knew it," he groans, leaping to his feet. "Damn me, I should have stayed awake!" He dresses rapidly, throwing a longing glance at his armor as he does. "Ah, well," he mutters to himself...

"None here," Darrick replies in an absent tone. "But I shall walk for a time, before sleep. I feel a little too...uneasy at the moment." He shrugs. "My eyes are not as sharp as our comrades, nor my ears, but who knows? I might see something worth seeing." Darrick will take a brief walk...

To be entirely blunt? I'd print out the first two and keep them as references, to refer to as needed. They're short; I'd read them, but I'd be unlikely to retain much. (My memory is weird that way. I've got the entire run of Bloom County memorized, but I have to rack my brains to remember my...

Whatever works for an individual GM is fine -- I've personally found that exhaustive world-building is largely a wasted effort, and actually much prefer for interested PCs to do some building of their own. I like for *them* to tell *me* about their character's homeland, for example. Not...

Let me then propose.... Tharl, son of Tharren Human Hexblade, Lawful Neutral Str: 14 Dex: 12 Con:12 Int: 12 Wis: 10 Chr: 15 Favored Weapon: Heavy Mace. Carries a sap, as well... "When I hit someone, I want them to know damned well that they've been hit." Feats: Ability Focus (Hexblade's...

"We should leave in the morning, and keep watch tonight," Darrick says with a sigh. "Let me walk the town, see what defenses we can assemble...if the need arises. I pray that it will not."

Archvist. Can learn and cast any divine spell, as I recall.

Darrick shakes his head, slowly. "I don't like the idea of dividing our forces, especially when we don't know where the enemy is or what their numbers are. "But be that as it may," he continues, casting a significant glance at the others,"We should certainly take Master Kassel up on his offer...

Darrick dismounts and removed his helmet, revealing a worried expression. "Odd?" he says to Catherine sotto voce, "I don't like the sound of that, frankly."

The Shopping Expedition Having concluded our rather baffling interview with this "Lady Eve", and with no dissections in the offing (damn the luck) I announced my intention to return to my laboratory and do some important work. I'd had an idea regarding the bits of vegetative monstrosity that I...

Darrick has to fight to rein back Steadfast...to rein back himself, really. "I owe you a good long run," he tells the horse, "But now is not the time. We need to keep pace with the others, my friend...." "On to Havenwood!" he cries to his companions. "Time is not our firend today, I think!"

Oddly enough, the Factotum from Dungeonscape would make a pretty good PI. Lots of skills, the ability to be damned good with them, a little bit of magic to season the mix.... Interesting enough concept that I'm going to take a closer look at it myself. If not that, take a look at Monte Cook's...

Apologies -- internet access at home has been irritatingly spotty the past few days. Hopefully, things will be better at this point. "I'm ready," Darrik calls, settling his helmet into place. "I'm afraid, though, that we're likely to leave a bit of a trail behind us. As soon as we get some...

That's the one, and no -- it's no big deal. I was more concerned about whether it was some oddity with my system, and apparently it ain't. Which is a nice change, let me tell you.

What happened to the Sign In/My Account link on the front page? It seems to have vanished entirely.... Or is this another problem with running IE?

"No," Darrick agrees with a sigh, "We certainly aren't. Let's make this place as defensible as we can, just in case, and plan on heading back early next morning. Should, perhaps, the scouts move on ahead of us on the morrow? Observe the town, befroe we enter?"

Take a look at this for your deckplans: http://www.dundjinni.com/forums/forum_posts.asp?TID=1350&PN=1 It's damned impressive.

"What bothers me," Darrick says slowly, "Is that someone told them that we were coming. Who was it? One of the townsfolk, or...someone from the Academy? I'd rather not consider the latter, but it seems likely. I don't like this at all."