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He held the pouch in his outstretched palm for a few seconds, before withdrawing it and tucking it away in his cloak. He looked up and grinned again, "Very good, now, shall we be off then? I believe I must make some purchases at the market first..." Wahyu AC: 16 (14 flat-footed, 13 touch) HP...

He grinned. "This is not surprising. Rarely has one of my own kind ventured farther than a few miles from the dark city, at least, not without approval of the Oracles. In that regard, I believe I am the first official emissary to Venza, in hopes that I can learn about the culture and its...

"Aye, leaving tomorrow might be for the best, then. I have had a wearying day thus far, and would like to rest before undertaking this journey. However, I am early to rise in the mornings, and as so I can be prepared for leaving at any time past dawn." Samad Salil AC: 17 (14 flat-footed, 13...

The cloaked figure looked back, though raising his head did nothing to dispel the shadows obscuring the face behind his nose. Rather he did it himself, again reaching his emaciated arms out beyond the folds of his cloak to remove his hood. Beneath the nose, a toothy grin stretched from ear to...

Help, was it? The cloaked man cocked his head to the side, then climbed down off his chair, almost gliding over to the couple and the group that had gathered around them. "Many greetings. Are you still looking for help? I would be more than glad to assist..."

"There is no need to sell your book on our behalf, I have more than enough for a horse and bridle. I shall have need to stop by the bazaar to get some more supplies, however." Samad Salil AC: 17 (14 flat-footed, 13 touch) HP: 23/23 CMB: +3 CMD: 16 Fort: +2 Reflex: +7 Will: +4 Perception: +8...

The elf nodded back towards the man, "I am more than willing to do the work of the Gods. My name is Samad Salil, as-salamu alaykum." He regarded the others before continuing on, "I am no stranger to great distances, I myself come from the desert, Rhat'manatis, a journey I myself completed some...

The curious gnome had vanished, but the foreign wizard was still there, so Samad nodded respectfully and made his exit with the others, leaving behind the mug of ale.

The elf took interest at the robed stranger. It was true that he had just experienced defeat, but perhaps this was a sign from the heavens, offering a way to right his mistakes. It wasn't much to go on, but it was enough. He took another gulp of the ale before approaching the monk. "You say you...

Wahyu is still looking for a second judge approval.

The form strode further into the inn, and sat at a table nearby. It was no more than the size of a child, its shapelessness due to the black and white cloak completely covering its body; save for its nose, that is, which protruded some inches past the shadow created by its hood. A long, spindly...

A dark, formless shape opened the door and stood silhouetted in its bright frame. It spoke in a low, solemn, yet soft voice, "So many strangers, entering the same strange place in so small an amount of time; their reasons are many, their causes and ideologies as well. An event, someone or...

Oh wow, that's a lot. Yeah, the whole stat thing came from me calculating it all first, only for me to change the stats later. I probably could've caught that but I've been pretty busy, so I've just been working off and on on it the past week or so. Thanks though, they should be fixed now. :p

The elf looked up, "Hmm? I'm sorry, I was in thoughts. My name is Samad Salil, of the South." He glanced over at Pirvinia, smiling feebly and shrugging, before looking over the newcomer. "And why would I call you that, if your name is Abram?" We have too many people using firebrick here, so I...

Alright, here is Wahyu, emissary from the Dark City

So, how does retraining work in the context of LPF? Mainly because I'm really not satisfied with Samad but I don't want to scrap him entirely.

So, how does retraining work in the context of LPF? Mainly because I'm really not satisfied with Samad but I don't want to scrap him entirely.

"Give me one enemy to fight, or two or three, but a thousand? It was like striking water, only water doesn't bite and screech." He shook his head, "We had been asked to investigate an inn over near the edge of the city, and we arrived to some dark magic taking hold. Two dogs of some sort had...

He raised his mug slightly and nodded, "Aye, you may be right." He paused, before continuing, "Bats. A great mass of bats. I am unsure how it happened, magic most like, but I've never had to deal with such things and they gave us hell." He took a swig from the tankard and grimaced, putting it...

The elf, Samad, stumbled back into the Inn and sat back down at the bar. He undid his keffiyeh and buried his face in his palms, running his fingers through his thick black hair and sighing. Finally, he flagged down a server, "Alright, I think I shall try some of that ale now. I think I shall...