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Erin Vaneese Philosophy had always made Erin's head hurt. She had never had any trouble understanding the intricacies of arcane theory, but religion and philosophizing like the merman was doing just tended to make her annoyed. She tried to conceal her frustration, by furiously rearranging...

Erin Vaneese Erin tilts her head to the side, resting it on her hand. "Posing as a group, huh? We're motley enough I guess, but personally I prefer the stealthy approach. I practiced for many years sneaking about the tower, and I'm quite adept at it." She laughs, "Convincing people of things...

Erin Vaneese Snatching up the pen, Erin quickly scans the document, reading it over in a few seconds. She nods quickly and signs her name with a flourish. She steps away, and straightens her robe and sets her hand on her blade. "I'm good to go. When shall we depart?" Erin Vaneese AC:16 (11...

Leira Olren With a start Leira realizes she is awake, but the world looks different. A virtual plane of darkness in all directions. She starts walking in one direction, but can't tell if she is making progress. Frustrated she tries another direction, but still can't tell. Annoyed, she sits back...

Erin Vaneese Oh great Erin thought, a bird. Just what the menagerie needs. Better to stay on the good side of her and the fishman though she thought exasperatedly. She sighed. "I see, it's not the group itself that's the concern really. It's the fact that they've grouped to begin with. So...

Erin Vaneese Erin looks slightly uncomfortable when Wilmorn mentions the word assassination. "I'd also like to know Wilmorn, what have they done that you're arranging for their elimination?" she says with a curious look. "I'll still do it, I'm just curious." Turning to the other assembled...

Leira Olren Leira continues to sleep fitfully on the ground. Fortitude Save vs Poison: 1D20+3 = [2]+3 = 5 Leira Olren AC:19 (16 flat-footed, 13 touch) HP: 8/11 CMB: +5 CMD: 18 Fort: +3 Reflex: +3 Will: +1 Perception: +1 Sense Motive: +1 Initiative: +5 Dragon Style: While using this...

Erin Vaneese "Ah, pardon me Wilmorn, Charity but I think opportunity has just come knocking. Please excuse me." With that, Erin heads towards the room with the White Cloak, with her hand adjusting her blade on her belt.

Leira Olren There was a buzzing sound in Leira's ear as she looked out over the plains sitting cross legged. She looked about but couldn't see the source. The buzzing grew louder, more insistent. The sky grew dark, and darker still as a cloud of locusts descended from the sky. Leira ran as fast...

Erin Vaneese She nodded, surveying the room and all its new occupants. "I agree Wilmorn" she said quietly adding "every couple minutes it seems our chances for work go down. I guess we'll just have to show we're better candidates eh?" she said flashing a toothy smile, her hand on her blade. "I...

Erin Vaneese Seeing Charity distracted for a moment, Erin follows her gaze and catches a glimpse of the beautiful Kepli. Ah, she thought that's the commotion. After Charity finishes, "I never knew my real family, they gave me up to a wizard when I was a baby for ah, obvious reasons. The man...

If it's any consolation, Erin lived in a tower with a gnome her entire life. So pretty much everyone is new to her. And now merpeople! ^.^

Erin Vaneese "Thank you Charity. Living up to that name, eh?" Erin laughs quietly. She then surveys the room as all the new occupants enter, a diverse set of people from the woman in the mask, to the merperson. Life outside the tower certainly is different she thought to herself.