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"At least we should be able to sleep safely," Darrick says to Catherine, tapping the crystal dangling from his shoulder-plate. "Although, frankly, I doubt that I'd need the aid of magic to sleep soundly tonight, armor or no armor." Quick question: What did the tattoo on the bandits' arms...

"Nicely done," calls Olaf, advancing, "But, pray, let me give you some help!" 5' step to W35, strike with halberd at goblin 1. That's a...well, +0 to hit, 1d10 damage. AC and hit points are still 15 and 7, respectively.

"Hello, hello!" Olaf booms, his grin widening. He advances, halberd seemingly forgotten, into the room with one hand raised...and glowing with a sickly blue-green light.... Move to V36, ready an action to use Charnal Touch on any Goblin that comes within 5' of him. Touch attack, +0 to hit...

Sorry for the silence -- holiday weekend, and all that. Thankfully, Darrick was unconscious for most of that.... "Many thanks," Darrick says with a sigh, to Catherine and Kaelen both. "Must have liked the taste of me, eh?" Pushing himself to hit feet slowly, he grimaces at the sight that...

Olaf stands with hands raised, and a spell upon his lips, eyes fixed on the door. As Jonas and Korin impact with it, he laughs aloud, and takes an eager step forward. 5' step to S37, ready an action to cast a spell when and if the enemy becomes visible.

"One hopes not," Darrick grits as he lashes out with his sword, "As I'm rapidly running out of arms!" Hah! Natural 20, 6 damage! Roll to confirm is a 10, for 8 damage in the unlikely event that it hits.

"Damn and hell," Darrick barks, "I grow weary of lizards!" Drawing his sword, he moves to the attack.... His initiative is 10. If any of the dinosaurs are within 20', Darrick will move to attack: Roll of 18, 4 damage. (AC 25 against this dinosaur.) If there's one within 40', and he's...

"I like the way you think, Jonas! Simple and direct, that's the way to do it! I'm not as...ah, stealthy as some, but I'm willing to chance it if you are!" Suiting actions to words, he moves quietly forward...as best he can manage...and makes a game attempt to fade into the shadows. Move to...

"The ruins it will be, then," Darrick agrees, with a shrug. "We'll not lack excitement in either direction, I warrant."

"Three," Darrick says quietly. "This seems more urgent. And more...proper work, if you know what I mean."

"Ha!" Olaf chortles, "We are a decisive lot, eh? And here I was afriad we'd be wasting time dithering about!" He moves to stand behind Korin, raising his halberd with a grin. "Let them come! We'll tear them to pieces!"

With a sigh, Darrick lowers himself to the grass. "I'm not used to this kind of walking," he admits ruefully. "I've spent too much time on horesback of late." Opening his pack, he helps himself to some bread and cheese. "It seems," he offers after a moment, "That we've something else to be...

"Picturesque," Olaf offers cheerfully. "Looks very...ah...solid. I do hope that we won't have to lay seige to the place."

"We have not," Darrick says loudly. "Indeed, you two are the first travellers we've seen thus far. Where are you bound?"

"Really? I had no idea such things existed, Catherine! Ideal for those night spent in the wilderness, and doubtless make day-today wear rather more comfortable as well, eh?" 500, eh? Hmmm, and hmmm again.... Seeing as how he has a few of these potions already, according to the character...

Not having a book handy, how much are those Restful crystals? Sounds like a very sensible way to go, that. And I was thinking of that very same bumper sticker, Pebele....

"I think," Darrick says to the others as they file out, "That I shall see about obtaining some potions. Healing and otherwise. I've realized a few things over the course of out last trip...." Potions indeed. 4 Cure Light Wounds, 2 Mage Armor for when there's not enough time to don his...

"Goblins?" Olar repeats, crestfallen. "I was hoping for something a trifle more...exotic. Still and all, the journey of 1000 miles begins....and so forth," he trails off, waving a hand. "Bound to be more exciting than yet another dusty treatise on methods of emblaming, that's for certain...

Darrick studies the map, frowning a little. "How many days travel?" he wonders aloud, tracing a route on the parchment with one finger. "I've learned my lesson, though," he adds, a touch mournfully. "Steadfast will remain behind this time. For everyone's sake."

"Of course," Darrick says quietly. "We would be honored."