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Vottr initiative = 1 (http://dice-roller.wikidot.com/rolls:589) Oy! Hope that attack set off a surprise round for us...

Vottr opens his mouth to speak, then thinks better of it. He squints one eye and contemplatively scratches his whiskered chin for a second with the back of his axe's head. "###########,"** he mutters to himself and let's his hand axe fly at the big mouthy one, then steps around Castagyr and...

Vottr casts a sidelong look at Eddicus and winks. "Don't worry, I'll take 'em alive if I can." The dwarf straightens his helm and lays his maul across his shoulder, resting his other hand on the axe at his belt as he moves to keep pace with the paladin.

"We're short on leads fer findin' Gundren," Vottr agrees. "But sure'n him dissapearin' smells o' lies and mischief. If it ain't goblins, then orcs are as likely as any to be in the thick of it. But orcs ain't too bright. Maybe that these local thugs are in on it too, then. At any rate, they...

Vottr decides to visit the Alderleaf farm, inadvertently catching up with his cousin in doing so as young Carp is leading him to the tunnel. "A tunnel, ye say? Moradin bless ye lad, now that's a problem a dwarf is made for." After viewing the tunnel entrance he suggests that he and Brlo stop...

The barmaids might as well be waving crack under the paladin's nose with all that Rebrand talk... :)

"When we get back from Barthen's, I'll walk with ye to check on the sister and then we can visit the Alderleafs," Vottr suggests. "Maybe they have some big strapping lads we can recruit for muscle." He heads for the door after Eddicus and Brlo. He inspects the wares as Eddicus purchases new...

'First, me cousin claims he's talkin' to critters, and now the inkeeper says we should talk to a druid. How much nature can one dwarf take in?' Vottr thinks to himself. But if that's what it took to rescue Gundren, then that's what he'd do. "Where can we find the Alderleafs?" he asks the...

"Seems like we got two jobs if we're to be helpin' each other out," Vottr says. ""Figure out where them hobgoblins took Uncle Gundren and check in on the lady cleric... After Ed gets a new dagger, of course." He turns to the inkeeper. "Toben, would ye know of anyplace hereabouts where...

Somewhere along the way in putting together Vottr's personality, I decided he gives everyone nicknames. If he likes you, they're descriptive or maybe a shorter version of your name. If he doesn't like you, they're crude and insulting. Kind of like Sawyer on "Lost".

Vottr lumbers down the stairs, his vitality restored after the night's rest. He's already donned his chainmail and prepped his gear. He sets his heavy pack against a wall and rests his weapons against it, hanging his helm from the head of his maul. He then joins Castagyr for breakfast...

"My thanks!" Vottr says draining his mug. "Speakin' o' that, I think it's time for this dwarf to get some sleep. Plus I need to doze off before Ed starts snorin'." With that, Vottr heads upstairs to sleep (and hopefully level up).

It was indeed odd timing to release SCAG weeks after Out of the Abyss as opposed to in advance of it to allow the new character options to be used from day one. But given that, I'm glad they didn't just sit on it until the next adventure arc.

"Aye, I'm with ye," Vottr says. "As I think all the lads here are, and sure'n whatever buggers is behind this'll get a taste o' me Sweet Meduna upside their stupid heads. But like the half-elf says, there's more afoot than goblins. What's this about some 'Black Spider' feller?"

Hmmm... Fighter, rogue, cleric, sorcerer, paladin, and ranger. Good balance. We should kick much XP

Vottr extends a hand to Castagyr, "Well met and glad to know ye." He then recounts the group's journey to date in short order: "We set out from Neverwinter two days back with instructions to meet Sildar and Gundren here. First day was easy goin'. Second day, we got not far from town and came...

Vottr pats Brlo firmly on the shoulder, returning his greeting. "Family business is takin' a turn fer the worse, I'm hatin' to tell ye. Uncle's gone missing. Got hisself captured by goblins and then turned over to some other party afore we could get to him. Somethin ' shady is afoot or I'm a...

Vottr walks over a tosses a copper in the cup. "A fine tale, Storyteller. Although ye were forgettin' the part where Moradin forged the chain to bind the Dark Queen to hell and Clangeddin poked out Gruumsh's eye then kicked him in the arse fer good measure."

Vottr lays a silver piece down on the counter. "Here ye go, Innkeeper"' and turning to Eddicus, "If we stay two nights, ye can pay tomorrow. Otherwise we can settle up later. That okay with ye?"

"How much for a meal, a tankard, and the room?" Vottr asks. Vottr plans to listen to Leonan and/or the house storyteller for as long as it takes to scarf down a meal and a few ales and then turn in for the night.