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Looking about, I realize I might have given into the battle lust a bit too much and overextended. With a chuckle, I quip to the party, "Normally when one 'fights in the shade' it's due to a hail of arrows. A volley of dinnerware will make a fine tavern tale!" Not wanting to put my allies at...

As Shillaadrini looks around the fort, he figures that he could hide in the stables (A3), the guesthouse (A2), or even risk setting up some barrels and pelts to hide behind in A4. There's also the potential of taking cover prone on the two southern towers. Other than those options, hiding...

Svetlana looks to Oleg who answers Emudre, "They only entered the main hall once, to 'make sure we weren't holding out on them.' That was on their first theft. After that, they have just rode to the storage pen," she motions towards A4 while Oleg continues, "and also take everything we have...

As you three go to look for tracks, Svetlana speaks up, “I have some experience in tracking and I can tell you that since they come on the first day of the month, it's been 26 days. We have no chance of finding, let alone following, them. The weather and time have obscured any potential tracks...

Svetlana nods sagely when Emudre tells of the wild boars, “They're extremely dangerous. It was wise of you to give them a wide berth. In those sort of numbers, even the trappers and hunters I know would take a hard pass.” She takes on a quizzical expression at Kuvarious' initial comment, then...

At Alexas' yell, the hammering pauses for the slightest of moments before it continues. Emudre can only assume that some repair work is being done to the building's roof. Sarvek's accute senses pickup that indeed, repair work is being done – from the sounds of it, shingles are being replaced...

Deciding the potential threat of the wild boars was too great, the party gives them a wide berth. Eventually their grunts die down and the group breathes a sigh of relief. Luckily, there are no further run-ins with threats and good time is made. Eventually, the horses start to tire...

Whipping myself into a frenzy, I cast a baleful glare at the giant to my north. "Çirkin suratından bıktım. Ölme zamanı!" I shout as the music of violence calls to me. I flex my leg muscles and do a standing leap to him. Working my blade furiously, I miss my first attack. The other attacks more...

After information gathering, Emudre is reminded that Oleg's Trading Post has been requesting for guards to be stationed there. There seems to be talk of bandits becoming more and more of an issue in the area, but no one has firsthand knowledge of the situation. 25 Calistril, 4710 Rising...

Pausing for a moment, Dewydd looks to Vale with urgency in his eyes. "Speak quickly - others are suffering. If needs be I will keep the fiends busy while you all find the drow. If the enemy are on the other side of the door, it will make a fine chokepoint. None will pass me while I live. If...

Gripping my sword in anger, I stalk toward the shrieks of terror with murderous intent.

With no fight to be had in the out building, I move to enter the double doors to the South - prepared to kill anything that gets in my path. "Looting when time is ticking on spell durations? Insanity," I huff under my breath.

"Less talk, more violence of action gentlemen," I growl. "We are working with very little time."

Lord Mayor Sellemius smiles. “Each of the groups will be going to different regions of the Stolen Lands. Your group is charged with exploring, mapping, and taming the region known as the Greenbelt. The others were given charters for the Glenebon Uplands, Nomen Heights, and the Slough. It is...

"Now is as good a time as any to go. Let's bring some bastards to murder." With that, I move into the rain. "My spells won't last all night," I add with a chuckle.

I gratefully accept some water and chuckle when Nel gets Respen to feed her. When given the word by Vale, I cast my spells. My fingers and words of power come out in a rush. Two spells are cast in the same round. A tangible field of force shaped like armor surrounds me, quickly fades away...

As the party enters the waiting room, a majority of eyes turn to meet them, conversations temporarily dying down as the newcomers are studied, assessed, and summarily dismissed by the others gathered. Shillaadrani, Emudre, and Sarvek meet the eyes of those across the room and garner no tells on...

Heading into the tunnel I request, "please let me know just before we break through the ground to open air again. I have a few spells I need to cast before we face any threats." Sylvar nods in agreement, ”Same goes for me.”

24 Calistril, 4710 It has been a decade since the mysterious disappearance of House Rogarvia and its scions. With the iron rule of Issia and Rostland's conqueror/unifier gone, the fragile peace of the proud land of Brevoy has rapidly deteriorated and the land finds itself on the precipice of...

I laugh again, this time in goodnatured humor. "Worry not Respen. My words were meant more as a compliment, not as a proposal! Being a little protective is a good thing - just ensure you mind the fine line between protectiveness and insecurity. The first is an endearing quality, the latter an...