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Jim Poole steps off of the train into the bustle of Grand Central Station, not for the first time. It has been quite a while since he has come to New York, and as before things change quickly in this town. He collects his trunk from the baggage car, and calls over a valet. "I'm headed to the...

A sigh escapes Sonrik's lips as his first attempts at national diplomacy are brought back from the brink by Sel and Liam. He turns to the group, saying, "Looks like the hard part is over." He looks around at the sprawling metropolis around him, "Doesn't seem like the name 'Tev El'Roe' carries...

"Attack?" says Rod, "Even if the Chinese did get uppity, do you really thing that there's mad foreigners roaming the backwoods? Like log cabins and guano are strategic assets for them?" He wanders off to the kitchen, "I'm making myself a PB&J. Anybody want one?"

"Yes....yes." Neville says, still a bit distracted. "I should have referred to you, Marcus, as one most skilled in healing. It is your decision." Seeing as he wishes to continue, he says, "Right. Azreal says that we may circumvent this town. I say we press on until we find similar shelter...

I too am back, but slowed. Let's not try for our breakneck pace for a while. TZ

Neville squints, shakes his head, and plays with his moustache for quite some time. At length, he grunts an affirmation and heads to a good looking spot in the landscape in which to rest. "Right." he says, "We'll stand a better chance here than just walking into....whatever it is that lurks in...

"Indeed." says Neville, "It seems that our policy, especially for Fury, will have to be 'heal as soon as possible'. Despite your profound abilities, I feel personally responsible to see you all out of these dreadful lands, alive." He looks around at the casters, wondering if he isn't being to...

Uri is poised still with a shortsword out, and a dagger ready to throw. He will take rank behind Tyler. The knight's armor and shield are more reassuring than the ragged leathers that he wears. Still, it'll take more than a slash to the gut to bring Uri down, a truth that his many scars still...

For the first time in hours, Rod pulls his earbuds out, and looks around, "What the hell was that?" he asks.

As the group is questioned by the guard, Sonrik steps forward. He looks quite the farmboy in chainmail as he stands before the guard in all of his regalia. Still, Sonrik summons the courage to say what he’s been planning to for weeks now. “We come as emissaries of Tev El’Roe, and the...

Rod runs out back adn looks for the firewood pile. He starts heaving some towards the house, until he realizes what a mess it is, and then decides to carry it like a normal person.

Neville frowns and begins twisting his moustache with his free hand. "Hmmm…” he emits at length, “Perhaps we should camp here and rest as best we can before crossing this blasted town.” He scans the area, looking for some sort of defensible position. “Can no magics heal you even partially...

I should be ready to boogie by then. Sorry, I've been super busy. I still have to catch up on all the reading on these FOUR threads! TZ

After drifting off for a moment as Neville tends to do immediately following a crisis, he turns back to 'Gherald' and Taran. Recognizing their readiness to move on, he says, "Right." as he tightens the strap on his side bag. He begins trudging off in the direction of the tower saying, "This...

Well, looks like we're SOL seeing that no one (and I hope you didn't nix this skill, Ferrix) has UMD. I promise at least one dot when EPs are handed out. Wasn't there an artificer around here somewhere..... :uhoh:

Did I read this wrong? I thought that Bale's Dispel ended combat.

It's not there to be understood, it's there to be eaten. "People with an appetite for law or for sausage should not watch either of them being made." -Otto von Bismarck

Sometimes one of my favorite meat products is made with bacon, thereby cubing the un-Kosherness of it all. As a true Marylander, I invoke the other pork product: SCRAPPLE! [RAPA]

Meanwhile.... As the ship passes the dreaded tower of Rox'Voroth, Sonrik becomes visibly agitated. He breaks away from the conversation and stands on the deck, defiantly trying to face this silent menace, even as it's very presence tries to pry into his mind and rend his very spirit. Sonrik...

"Well have a look, Dr. Science. Ain't no fifteen airplanes moving around all at once.", Rod says after Meat runs off for beer and brownie points, "Could be meteors. Cool!