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"Have at them!" Darrick bellows, spurring Steadfast forward. He lashes out with his sword, even as his steed does the same with hooves and teeth. 5' step forward, and an attack upon Ape #10 from both Darrick and Steadfast. Darrick's attack roll is a 13, and his damage (should he hit) is 9...

Initiative: 19 Darrick will move up next to Catherine, on the Southern side of the trail, and ready an action to attack if any of the beasts come within sword-range. If either of them is already engaged in combat when his turn comes, he'll move to support whoever it is that's being attacked...

Interlude: "The Lady Eve" <inside the Palladion Theater, 2112 Promenade Street, The Bilge, Narayan:CITY"> Stop me if you've heard this one before: "A philosopher, a woman carrying a wizard's staff, a man with a flaming hat, an archer, a samurai, his monkey and a mesmerist walk into a bar"...

Darrick: Listen: 13 Survival: 9

"Indeed," Darrick replies, "That sounds to be an excellent plan. Steadfast and I may be many thing, but subtle, alas, we are not. We're sure to attract attention, and it will be difficult not to hear our approach." Darrick, by the way....

As long as he's got a clear path for lance-work, all will be good. And I like the thought of the scouts to either side. Perhaps two of them flamking the others, while the third goes on a bit ahead? Be a good idea to arrange some sort of signal in case of trouble.

Shouldering his pack, Darrick stretches and twists for a moment. The armor feels good, not restricting his motions, and he gives a satisfied nod. He buckles on his sword, balances it with his mace, and then stops, lost in thought as he stares at his shield, its face still covered by canvas...

Darrick throws an ironic salute at the boy's back, chuckling quietly. Good to see such enthusiasm in one so young. Smiling again, he heads towards his quarters. Equipment to pack, weapons to sharpen, armor to oil. And sleep to get, eventually. Host knows, it'll be in short supply in the...

He considers for a moment, stroking his chin. Apparently, there's a road, he tells himself, so.... "Prepare him, if you would," he says aloud. "My lad," he adds, a little awkwardly."The journey will do us both some good."

"And again, my thanks." Darrick takes a step back, bows to Sentinel, and turns on one heel with military precision. He strides confidently out the door and into the courtyard, before realizing that he's not at all certain where he's going next. His quarters, he decides after a moment, to pack...

There's an excellent chance I won't be able to post at all tomorrow (Saturday), but I should be back again on Sunday by the latest.

Darrick rises, bowing to Catherine, and turns to Sentinel. "My thanks, friend. With luck, we'll have this sorted out quickly and simply. A last question, though...have you had any dealing with the Deep Mist before? Is there anything you can tell me about them, anything at all? You never...

"I can understand that," Darrick murmmurs. He always feels vaguely uncomfortable around children, without really knowing why. "You saw no signs of the lizard folk, then?" Darrick asks, curiously, "But did you, perhaps, notice whether there was...less wildlife than usual? Or of a different sort?"

"True enough," Darrick agrees, sounding rather more cheerful than before. "'Words before blades', as Silavaen wrote, 'But the wise man prepares for both.'" "And I'm sure," he adds heartily, throwing a glance at Sepoto, "That the others will agree, yes?"

Dancing Lights can be quite useful. 0 level spell, you can put a series of lights pretty high in the air. Different colors and patterns can be used to indicate what kind of opposition a patrol is facing, and a troop of elite guard with potions of Flight can get to their position pretty...

Jogging a little to catch up with Catherine, Darrick quickly falls into step with her. "This should be interesting, eh? Finally a bit of action, a chance to prove ourselves." He pauses, a little awkwardly. "I've...ah...a suspicion that force of arms may not be the best way to prevail in this...

Pushing back his chair, Darrick rises to his feet and bows once more to the headmaster. "We should," he says in formal tones, "Be about our various preparations for the journey. Including speaking with Sentinel." "I shall, in fact, do so forthwith. As should we all, I think."

"We'll need supplies," Darrick says, thoughtfully, picking up the map. "How far a journey is Havenwood? And is there a road, or will we need to blaze a trail?"

"I...," Darrick begins, tentatively, and then pauses for a heartbeat. "I," he continues, confidently this time, "Would suggest either Charles or Sepoto take charge of the map. Sepoto, I believe that you have the most...ah, experience with the lizard-folk, yes?"

"An honor, sir," Darrick says smoothly, again keeping his grin from surfacing.