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"Seems clear," Darrick calls, looking warily about. Drawing his sword, he advances cautiously into the room, kicking the broken pieces of door to either side.

Name: Olok ir'Vandeen Gender: Male Race: Human Class: Dread Necromancer 9 Alignment: Lawful Neutral Str: 10 (+0) Con: 12 (+1) Dex: 16 (+3) Gauntlets of Dexterity +2 Int: 14 (+2) Wis: 12 (+1) Chr: 20 (+5) Cloak of Charisma +2 Hit Points: 51 (9+11d8+48) AC: 21 (+3 Dex +6 Armor +2...

He crouches, takes a deep breath, and then Darrick rams his shoulder against the door with all of his strength. Strength Check: 21.

Me? Like a challenge? Well, maybe.... The man's name is Olok ir'Vandeen. "Oh, come now. 'Dread' Necromancer? Do I really look so very dreadful to you? Admittedly, this tunic is not nearly so flattering as it appeared when I first purchased it, but I hardly think that I can be blamed for...

"Shall I hit it?" Darrick asks, hefting his shield. "Give me enough room to build up some speed, and I think that I can bring it down."

"The mystery lies in our having stumbled into the Temple's affairs twice now," G'harn says sourly. "I don't believe in coincidence, not when gods are involved."

Still in the thought-experiment stage at this point, but who knows what the future may bring? The town is Geller's Leg. Named after the relic housed in the temple at the center of town, a temple that was one the destination of many a pilgramige from more civilized areas. It's been a long time...

Pulling a rag from one of his pouches, Darrick quietly cleans his blade as he considers the now inanimate corpses. "I wonder how long they've been down here. And who did this to them? Do you recognize this style of armor, Catherine?" Shaking his head, a little sadly, he turns back to the...

His foot skidding slightly on the gore now coating the floor, Darrick darts forward to Catherine's side. "No worries, Captain. No worries." 5' Step to G6, and attack Zombie 7. 19 to hit, 10 damage. Not bad, not bad....

"An even uglier sight than normal," G'sharn interjects. "The dead had been poisoned, and the caravan as a whole had been slaughtered. An empty box was left behind, with this symbol upon it." He holds up the scrap of cloth that he'd copied the symbol upon, for all to see.

Smiling with confidence now, Darrick strides into the room and swings at the closest undead....connecting solidly, with a spray of rotting gore. 5' step to G7, and lash out again. By hell. Another 28 to hit, 7 damage. Ha, I say! HA!

Darrick moves forward, calmly blocking the grasping hands of the undead with his shield, waiting for his opportunity. When he sees it, he acts with blinding speed, his blade flashing out and cutting deep into his foe.... Attack Zombie #4: 28 to hit, 9 damage! The worm has turned, by gum...

"That we do," G'harn replies, nodding to Asad. "Perhaps this is indeed providence...it cannot be mere coincidence, after what we discovered at the Grey Obelisk."

I am here, never fear. Problem with playing a bestial character is that I'm not nearly as mouthy as usual.... But I'll work on that.

"Well fought," G'sharn says absently to Droban. "An axe seems an awkward weapon, but you use it with great skill. "As for provenance," he continues, turning to the 'beggar', "That remains to be seen. Explain." It is clear from his voice that this is not a request....

Darrick drops into a slight crouch, shield raised and sword held at the ready. "Let them come," he says quietly. Intiative is 23, thanks to his Motivate Dex aura. Hold an action to strike any hostiles that approach, making that same foe the target of his Shield Block, wth a two point power...

Darrick salutes Catherine, lowers the visor of his helmet, and raises his sword. "I'm ready," he says calmly.

The sandcat, which has been sprawled upon the street gasping for breath, turns into a weary-looking G'harn. He spits, wiping blood from his mouth, and pushes himself to his feet. "Thank you," he rasps at the beggar, "And let's be quick," he adds to his companions. "I've a bad feeling about this."

...or you could use the Hellcat stats, change the name and appearance, and there you go. Job's done. I mean, honestly, I don't get this attitude in the least. Changing the flavor is part of the FUN, and it's in no way difficult. Any of the Warlock abilities, either the 3.5 version or what...

"I'm ready," Darrick declares. Two relatively restful days have apparently done wonders for his mood, and he seems almost cheerful at the thought of the battle ahead. "Have you any suggestions as to how we should best handle these undead, Catherine? Have they any vulnerabilities that we can...