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OOC: Um, I said I was *READY* to cast, not that I was casting. :P

OOC: Should have been clearer - I'm not avocating attacking it, nor am I offensively casting entangle. Just wanted people not to go charging up on the critter.

Vargo whispers, "Stay close, and keep your missile weapons ready." He prepares to cast Entangle (Ref DC:15) on the area surrounding the eyes, but will move the target point if it would entangle his friends as well.

Vargo replies, "I'm okay with that. Lots of people tend to underestimate my abilities, as they think I'm a 'savage, barbarian, know-nothing'. I've been able to use that to talk my way out of a few situations before. It would help, however, to know who the people are, and why they are looking...

Frag that, I want Neal Stephenson as my DM. The adventures themselves would be great, but the BBEG would be a major letdown. :D Players: Jack Nicholsen - 1/2 orc assassin w/16 Charisma (It fits! You know it does!) Alan Rickman - sun elf Sorceror (Arrogant, vain, conceited, yet oozes charm...

Vargo shakes hands as well, although he's more in this to learn from the others than for the money.

Argento, Human Ftr 1 "Someone, or something..." mutters Argento. "This place has the smell of feyish mischief to me." He keeps his chain at the ready, but not obviously so.

After making arrangements to meet with the rest of the party, Vargo and his wolf meet up with the rest of the group at the eastern gate at dusk. As a means of introduction, Vargo gives the group a brief overview of his skills. "I am a negotiator, a tracker, a finder of ways. My body may be...

I'd go with the "Subtract DEX bonus from touch AC" for friendly attacks - with negative bonuses (for stats 9-) increasing the touch AC. Somebody that darn clumsy moves erratically enough that it would interfere with their own friends IMO...

Vargo smiles a grim smile. "I may look like much in a fight, but I've got a few tricks up my sleeve." He puts his fingers to his lips, then blows a single high note. A few seconds later, a wolf trots through the doors of the inn, then sits down at Vargo's side. "Well, I'm ready when you are."

Hmm. Wonder if somebody cast that spell on the author... (rimshot) Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all week.

Vargo sizes up Devlin, then speaks. "A tracker, you say? While I will admit I am untested, my tracking skills were honed in the frozen wastes of the North, and my skills may prove handy to you." OOC: Level 1 Druid w/track feat, and some other useful skills. :D

I think having a sense of humor was mandatory back then. Tunnels & Trolls had some interesting names in it - the demonstration character (who was pitifully weak) was named Fang the Delectable. Spell names were also funny - the 1st level blast spell was called "Take That You Fiend", fear was...

Wark?

Another trick is to swarm 'em. Don't use 1-2 monsters, especially against a large party like that. 1-2 ogres? Somewhat scary, but swarm tactics will take them down. 20-40 kobolds, in formation? That's a little more scary. Then there's this force: 10 Kobold War-1 with tridents + large...

Argento, Human Ftr 1 Argento picks up one of the swords. Turning to William, he says "Perhaps the swords will give us a clue towards where they came from. I do have some skill as a smith, perhaps I might spot something in the make that would give us a better idea of where they came from." He...

A frail looking man enters the bar, by himself. He pulls the hood back from his head, revealing a sunworn face that has seen a hard life. Taking a seat, he signals for an ale, then sits back and absobs the ambience of the tavern, for now remaining content to observe.

Gnomish Paladin, with a war dog mount, and mounted combat feats. Mobility+good damage for all the charging.

So I just discovered, to my horror, that my new Living ENWorld Druid's wolf isn't proficient in the studded leather barding I bought for him. Other than having him take a feat when he hits 3HD, is there a (rules-based) solution for this that would be acceptable given the game's restrictions...

Argento moves to recover his chain. He looks somewhat sheepish about the whole thing, and his usually brash manner is somewhat cowed.