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The collie takes the proffered piece of poultry from Sivan, works his jaws for a few moments before tilting his head back and swallowing it whole. Standing, the sheepdog begins wagging his long tail energetically while panting.

Similarly familiar with the Rusty Dragon and the goodwill of its staff, the collie pads in alongside the humanoid group without concern and settles down quietly in a corner as they begin to discuss the issue at hand. The dog's interest is peaked when the waitress beings carrying in platters of...

OOC: Very happy to hear that your daughter is feeling better Neurotic. Huzzah! :) Dj'hân closes his eyes to avoid growing distracted by the serpentine movements of the necrophidii, confident that he has the two stationary targets squarely centered within the line of his sirocco. The urchin...

Dj'hân's desiccating gust of heated air continues to flow through the necrophidii, blasting dust and small shards of bone off of the twin creatures' skeletal frames while hindering their advance. OOC: 30-ft line of fire; 1d6 damage; Ref DC 14 half; failure results in becoming entangled for 1d4...

For the win! :lol:

Majenko scurries hurriedly away from the necrophidiuses (necrophidii?) seeking cover beneath one of the worktables. The swirling winds follow Dj'hân as the urchin crosses beneath a table to stand behind Edmond. Spying both skeletal serpents through the tangle of legs, the guttersnipe finally...

Dj'hân's voice takes on a far away tone for a moment as words spill unbidden from his lips. "They're necrophidius, a skeletal merging of venomous viper and man. Don't fixate on their sinuous movements; they befuddle the mind." The air about the tiny guttersnipe continues to swirl as it flutters...

The lone pseudodragon tries to contain a hiss of pain. Majenko turns and backtracks hurriedly along the bottom of the skull-lined wall and back up the short flight of stairs into the workroom. OOC: Just a brief reminder that, if the acid trap was magical in nature, a spell penetration roll...

Having occasionally entered the well-stocked store alongside other companions in the past, Sandstone pads in through the open door without pause or concern. The collie curiously pokes at the shop's assorted odd and ends in the isles with his nose as he makes his way towards the back. Approaching...

The urchin scrunches up his face in mild confusion as he tries to make sense of Manachan's long-winded monologue; the most he's ever heard the heaven-kin say at one time. "It aint bad ta turn over bad guys ta the watch; aint that what good folk are s'posed ta do? I don't think tha watch would...

Taran kills a wayward squirrel (it looked shifty) and consequently goes up a level. :heh:

Dj'hân left the room with the otyugh once it stopped eating Edmond. He's been in the workroom with the three derro tying them up, so if Manachan came to dispatch them I figure that's where the two of them currently are. Brindom is free to wander over and join the discussion out of earshot of the...

Dj'hân lets out a tired breath. "Well, I just finished tying up an all." The urchin glances uncertainly over at the three slumbering blue-skinned humanoids. "I uh... I'm just wondering what they were doing down here ya know. An whether they've got any friends we should be worrying about. Since...

I'll admit, the derro's legal defense options are rather limited at the moment, but I still think asking them what they were doing down here is worth a momentary reprieve.

Whoa. Slow down there partners! We're the invaders here; if we're going to pretend to be of good alignment it might be prudent to at least attempt to ascertain the derro's guilt before carrying out a hasty triple execution. Also, pausing long enough to ask the derro what they're actually up to...

While Dj'hân busies himself with binding the derro, Majenko shifts his coloring and pads lightly down the steps to the lower ossuary to investigate the sounds. OOC: Using stealth.

As long as there's been an internet, there's been internet porn. That'd make it rule #1 in my opinion. ;)

Interweb rule #1: If a thing exists, then there is surely porn of it somewhere on the internets. :confused:

Sandstone offers Tac a brief bark in answer when the engineer turns his attention momentarily towards the collie.

Sandstone rises and shakes himself when the group exit's the office. As before, the stray follows along behind them as they make their way up the street back towards the garrison building.