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OOC: Rystil, please post any stats you deduce in spoiler blocks, so those of use who aren't interested can ignore it... Bront: I assume you're rolling for stabilization?

A note on that last issue (I don't know where it was discussed before, let me know if you want me to move it): I'd suggest allowing craft reserve to accumulate between levels, or at the very least, betwen the current and the previous level. I've played an artificer in a Pen & Paper campaign...

Ogrin collapses under the coffee table after the severe blow to his neck, bleeding profusely. OOC: Good luck guys. Don't forget the halfling!

Just to clear things up... my last post was this: ...so I should be one step behind Wil. Also, moving through a square occupied by a friend does not count against your movement in any way if I remember correctly. The stairs might be considered problematic terrain though.

Ogrin catches up with Wil and pulls him back a step just as he's about to step into the room. "Allow me." He then tumbles into the room, attempting to avoid attacks of opportunity and hoping their foes expect a taller opponent. He draws his longsword and dagger while moving, and stops with his...

Not sure what's expected of Ogrin, but he'll tag along behind Wil, offering assistance when needed.

Ogrin shrugs and follows Wil, attempting to appear inconspicuos.

"I think you overestimate my sneaking abilities. Besides, if the people up there are gladiators, championbs even, we should all go. Anyone that tries to run, Razh can hunt down."

OOC: Sorry for going AWOL. Life and work has been hectic the past week, and I got unexpectedly called away to California this week (I'm based in Europe if you hadn't noticed). Expect posting to be sporadic until the middle of next week. Ogrin shrugs. Whatever's done is done. "I could keep...

OOC: There's a couple of questions asked that wasn't answered by the barkeep - was it an oversight or did he just ignore me? While waiting, Ogrin looks at the buildings nearby. Are there any inns across the street? Are there any places where one could climb up relatively undetected and try to...

"Ah, so you cater to the gladiatoral crowd then? Or even the gladiators themselves? I had planned to visit one of the events, should my mistress let me have the day off - which, to be honest, is not likely." Ogrin then finishes his drink and heads outside to await the return of his friends.

Ogrin looks around, and with a lower, more serious note he addresses the barkeep again. "Indeed, I most certainly am new to the town, good sir. I was ordered by my mistress, the renowned lady Lasair Alant to find a decent and honorable place for her to conduct business in town while she...

OOC: Enough with the OOC already. Ogrin walks up to the bar, attempting to chat a little with the Innkeeper. "A good day to you, sir! A glass of fine red wine, if you please. Pray tell, do you think the back room will be occupied for a long time? Me and some associates have items to...

OOC: May I point out that firing arrows on a crowded street might not be the best idea? A lot of 'innocent bystanders' around...

Seeing the men disappear down the street, Ogrin stops and simply states, "Aye, that's the one that tried to hire us." Seeing the others race into the distance, Ogrin sighs, shakes his head and heads for the inn.

"Do you think whoever is behind this knows you're on their tail?" Ogrin asks the other four. A cunning plan... Ogrin writes the note with a small and beautiful but hard to read lettering. The note says that Mournsoul desperately needs to meet Tina at the usual location the next time the moon...

"Still, someone must come to the inn quite often to check the poster board. Let's post an unrelated note in small lettering, making it hard to read. Anyone who comes in, checks the board and quickly makes his way out is probably our man, or working for him." Ogrin's Gather Info is a whopping +0...

OOC: Yes, that was the gist of my message too, though perhaps not clear enough above. "Too each and every one what he deserves. As long as we can all agree on that, we're with you. I'm certain you'll find our services worth your while."

Ogrin sits silent for a while, listening to the others before he speaks up. "So, you do not know who the man is, what his strenghts or weaknesses are, where he can be found or if he has any help - or, for that matter, that this woman is still with him. To be honest, it seems your investigation...

Ogrin scratches his beard while thinking. "I don't know... a thousand gold, you say? To be honest, I'd guess there would be more money in it than that. I apologize if I sound greedy, but we recently were hired by some other adventurers to solve an issue for prince Medius of Monemvassia. We put...