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Looking to his shifter companion, the Wizard shrugs and responds, 'Use it whenever you like. Consider it a gift and a thanks for your might in battle and loyalty in friendship.' Making a small bow to the scout, Genithar then gathers up what books he can and leads the party back the way they...

The group fans out, stalwart defenders guarding the party's back as the pair of inquisitives peer at the door. Fourbee stands some where in the middle, having yet move for an objective, almost as if the thin warforged was slowly processing the situation. non-magical, though any magic your...

Watching the sudden interaction tween Thral'K and Shade', Genithar nods in understanding as both scouts look off Northward. Turning to Gregory, the Wizard asks, 'Sir, should we simply follow the reverse course of the Map you have? Perhaps Terran and Corran should carry the chest? I can carry...

Their game plan set, the group disembarks from the squat shanty tavern and begins to make their way through the bustling crowds all along this portion of the docks. Huge mysticaly enchanted cranes continuously haul up goods and laborers, while sending down exports from Sharn, Wroat, and other...

Continuing his search, the Wizard makes sure he collects all items of worth or note that he finds. Looking to the battle ravaged shifter, the robed Genithar suggests with a wink, 'Perhaps you could spy out where Master Gregory's brother Ethan's tracks lead. It would be unfortunate if he was...

Genithar pauses in his search to make sure Shade' is feeling a bit better, asking in a concerned tone, 'Lady, are you fit enough to travel? Will you still be able to carry the ancient giant tomes we discovered?

The group of heroes sits in a tight clump among the dingy environs of the dock side tavern, their mugs of ale a bit watered down and tasting strongly of brine. Still, the group knows they're very close to their quarry now and speak in hushed tones on how to proceed. ooc; okay, that's 3 for...

Glancing up at the sky, Wulfcyne wondered how the weather of Sharn would fare on this day. The old soldier missed the frontier some times, mostly when it rained...which was a lot. The clear skies, crisp air and untamed wild seemed made for the large human, but somehow he knew it was not for him...

Let's rock & roll, Krapple! Protection is so on! ~dirK

The powerfully built and well armored figure of Wulfcyne emerges from the Tower's Shard, following three slimmer figures in concealing robes. Looking to the other male of the group, and elf, the warrior gruffly asks, 'Where we goin' now, sigh-yuer?'

Sharing Corran's smile, the Wizard is quite upbeat, now that the immediate danger is over and the treasure is there for the taking... now, if only Shade' was well enough to join them, all would be well.

His smirk lingering, the broad tall warrior makes sure that their new employer goes first, and then follows the two mages out of the tavern, acting as rear guard.

Throwing up his hands in a placating gesture, eyes wide with alarmed relief, Genithar firmly suggests, 'Whoa, whoa! You're with friends, Lady. Be at ease....your strength and skill won the battle... but the day could still be lost. Terran! Can you patch Shade' up so we can move? Corran, help me...

ooc; no worries, the game felt like it got a bit out of hand there for a moment, as I tried to allow the party to interact with the surroundings and so get a better feeling for the campaign world.... admitedly, this is my first time GMing on the boards, so I'm still learning how to keep...

The Wizard shoots Terran a probing look, obviously anxious to have his new friend, as well as the group's main wairror, back on her feet.

Passing over two sandwiches of dark bred and steaming rare meat, coated in some sort of bluish sauce, the Vendor remarks, 'Yours, for 2 gold! An' lemme sweetin' tha pot for ya; I done heard some rumblins that this Ruby Rose ye speak of be in this neighborhood. I had heard somewhere in the caves...

Shrugging, the tall warrior, holding a stout and well worn shield in one grizzled hand and a finely made trident with a head of black iron in the other chuckles and remarks, 'Lead on then, Wizardress.'

ooc; whew! well done everyone! LFate, way to go! Standing tall within the smoke, his arcane wards still up, Genithar remains unharmed, knowing that the might of his Art has kept him safe once more.... Though the same could not be said for his friends and companions. Moving over Shade' the...

ooc; Serow, What are you asking this person? Or are you just fishing for general rumors?

After having left and returned, Wulfcyne nods gruffly, mentioning, 'I done bought three light curatives, tha'll be 'hundred fity galifars ye owe me a' the end o' this, ya? Lead on when ye be ready.'