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I don't think that's possible, Yttermayn. Crazypixie has his entire week scheduled so that he has time for all of his games, the family, school work, and even "alone" time. ;)

Corath looks over her shoulder, sees the dwarf, then continues on. At Johen's shout of potential trouble, her entire demeanor changes. She steps between Alaric and the direction Johen is pointing toward. She is balanced on her toes, ready for anything. She slowly scans the surrounding...

Corath stops, cocking her head in her usual fashion to the right as she turns to face the centaur. "I do not have a stomach. I cannot eat. Therefore, it is not me." She looks to Alaric. "Is it perhaps you?" OOC: Should I make a spot check to see the dwarf, or is he huffing and puffing...

Corath offers the ring to the druid. Upon hearing his assumption that Alaric would have created her, she says, "I do not believe I was clear. I am a Thayvian Nimblewright. Therefore, the one who 'created' me would have been a Thayvian wizard, not Azgundi." Once Johen is done viewing her...

Oh, you mean those will come in handy? :lol: Drat...Sorry. :heh: Here is Nyrazha al'Zandrin in all her glory...only with the appropriate elemental language and spells. :D ;)

Here is Nyrazha al'Hadrin...Emiran Bard 3/Rogue 3, Water Sect Extraordinaire. :D Please find her attached. Feedback welcome. :)

Count me in. ;) I have a female Emiran multi-classed bard/rogue as a concept. Basically, she's been trained in the ways of diplomacy and subterfuge since a young child. This includes using her body (not explicitly :p ) to lower a person's defences. [Think stupefied men slavering over an...

Corath looks to each of her companions in turn. "I am what was once called a Thayvian Nimblewright. Who created me, what my purpose was, and everything else of my past is fragmented." She reaches for the neck of her blouse and pulls a cord with a ring hanging from it. "I carry this." The...

Thank you much, gents. :D On the way the game is unfolding... Excellently done, everyone! I just wish I could post more often. Being out of the house 12 hours a day during the week plus 4 hours of overtime on Saturdays seriously dampens my ability to type coherently. :( That being...

Odd, metal is not my nature. I do not know what my nature is, exactly. Corath pauses in thought, cocking her head as fragmented memories come of a fight long done. My nature is dangerous. She looks at her companions. Very well. I will risk their likely rejection in the interest of the...

Ummm, hold on to your socks, folks. It seems Invisible Castle missed me. :heh: :D

Corath's disguise check, +3 CHA and +10 Disguise Self (1d20+13=33) Corath continues on, not really paying attention to anyone else. She is seemingly lost in thought. What is my purpose here? Why do I care about these people? Why and how do I "care" at all?

Corath continues to wait.

"Very well." Corath follows Alaric toward the road. Upon hearing the strange, horse-like sounds begin to issue from Johen, Corath pauses and turns. "What is he doing?" She watches in fascination. This is not like anything my faceted memory can conjure. What is he? She speaks to Alaric...

"I have nothing to offer in the way of assistance, either. Perhaps we should both let the others do what they do best." Corath's gaze goes unfocused briefly, and her head cocks to the side as if she sees or hears something the other can't. It is not up to me to...empathize?...with the Wizard...

Corath waits with Alaric. She looks curiously around, noticing William doing the same. Seeing nothing, she says to the wizard, "Are horses always so skittish? I seem to remember some of the horses in the city behaving this way as well." She is obviously more interested in his answer than in...

Corath says to Alaric, "Thank you for the offer; I accept." She attempts to help with the camp chores, but is obviously inexperienced and more hindrance than help. After the camp chores are completed, she says, "I will aid Alaric on watch." She settles herself to sleep. Corath's bluff...

Corath spends her day in quiet contemplation of Tarkesi's words, although she seems to have as much trouble as Aohdan in keeping pace with the others instead of moving ahead. Just as the homestead passes out of sight behind the group, Corath approaches Alaric. "What do you know of Jolithri...

I'd like enough IC interaction to keep the relationships "alive" and allow them to develop "naturally." However, I don't want to be old and gray before we get to the mountains. ;) :D

Corath has all of her gear...she doesn't eat. :D