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"Mmmm... Food is good. Very well, old woman. Tell us your story and feed us. No wait, make that Feed us and tell us your story. We like stories. Especially with food. We are the Gnomes of the Dragon!" *Brandishes a nearby stick-shaped object like a sceptre.*

Remembering that his sword is still drawn, Jorun sheaths it and makes introductions all around as he helps build a comfortable fire. "Well, friends, we are all secure in this place. These goblins had squatted here and were causing mischief, but have now been dispatched. I am grateful for the...

"Jorun Trask, of the Diamond Lake garrison." Jorun continues up the stairs. "If you are any good with a sword, Master Ves'Aru, you might help us secure this building before any more goblins trouble us." Presently, Jorun returns. "The upstairs seems clear. Now how about that fire?"

"By the Sword! Is this place not abandonded?" Jorun looks back at the new comer. "I suppose you've been out for a walk and seek some shelter?" [OOC: detect evil] "Very well, come in and make yourself useful. There were goblins in here, and there may yet be some about, so keep together and keep...

I never noticed. I chalk it up to the chaos of battle. Sometimes I have a hard time keeping track of what's what, so I try to just post whenever I can and/or it feels appropriate, trusting the DM to keep things straight. I'm an easy-going gamer... As long as things are moving, i'm happy, even...

Malexander 'Can we help'? By the dragon, what does she think we are? This is a serious quest, not some kind of holiday picnic. *Malex grumbles to himself quietly, thinking sour thoughts.* "Excuse me? Didn't the old bag ask us to leave? Time's a-waistin' people!"

Jorun nods, recognizing the "boy" (who is the same age as him) from outside. "Indeed, a fire would do us good. But perhaps you and I should investigate the upstairs, as you say, before settling down to recover?" Jorun walks towards the stairs and prepares to ascend, hoping that Orin and perhaps...

OOC: Man... do I help Vhir, or do I make sure the professor is safe? Decisions... decisions... /OOC Assuming that the path into the ship appears to be clear, Boromar shoves the professor inside. "You will be safe inside, professor. This unit must render tactical assistance." He shuts the door...

Agreed.

Silver By the Moons! We're not children. Silver gathers up any of the aforementioned valuables, (OOC: not taking anything that would be too bulky or slow her down) and looks at the others. "We should leave. There may be others. Stulgar! You've been hurt! Can you keep up?"

"My thanks, Master L'Aura. I am afraid I am not familiar with the appropriate title for a leader of your faith." In response to Orin's comments: "Seems to be a lot of people out walking in the rain today..." Seeing Orin on guard, Jorun again draws his blade and moves up with him to...

"Arrrg!" Silver snarls as she hacks the beasts head off. Then she stands over its corpse, her body heaving as she takes heavy breaths and attempts to quiet the rage in her soul. After a few seconds, she looks around, trying to take stock of the situation. What has happened? We were attacked...

"Hmm? Oh, yes, my thanks... Father. I did not know you were a priest. Thanks to you and your gods for the aid." Jorun marvels once again at the power of healing magic, and gives silent thanks to Heironeous and all the good gods for their protection. OOC: Current HPs = 7.

All right... I wrote an "I pick up my sword" post. :) (I see I'm gonna have to watch it around here. :) ) Ozmar the Careful

Jorun draws his sword from the body of the godless goblin and cleans it [the sword!] reverently before sheathing it in his scabbard. "Thanks to you, Heironeous, for the strength to serve this day." he prays softly... He counts the goblin bodies to ensure an accurate report, and then turns to...

Ditto on the great job. My comment was meant to be complementary. :) Meanwhile... Zing! OK, I get it. :) My "Holier than Thou" paladin is preachin' compassion, but when the chips come down, he quickly forgets about mercy. Actually, that's pretty much what I intended. :) I'm trying to play...

"Shadow, is it? Is that a professional name?" Jorun keeps an eye on him. [OOC: detect evil] He overlooks the looting of the goblins, but if any show signs of life, he'll try to restrain Shadow from killing a potential captive. "Here now, have any survived? We'll need information as to where they...

Man, those lost hit points hurt a lot more when they are accompanied by vivid descriptions! :) Ozmar the Injured

Oh hey! Was that goblin #2? DOH! Oh well, better him than me. Ozmar the Wounded Paladin

Little punk. Teach him to... Oh, hey, was that the goblin I had wounded? Uh... oops. Jorun looks around for any surviving enemies, particularly if they're still up and waving blades at him. Assuming he sees none, he finds a spot to sit and tears some bandages to bind his wounds, while mumbling...