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jem the mercurial jem's eyes widen as the body of the druid expands enough to block the doorway. after a moment of surprise, she quips: "now THAT'S what i call cover!" then, she cautiously awaits her turn to attack the bag of bones.

jem the mercurial ooc: also, whenever jem was able to, she moved opposite the "doorway" from lyran. animus, that was the round after the surprise round, right?

jem the mercurial unsure whether she is finally getting control of her fear or inspiration borrowed from the stalwart bard and steady warriors is spurring her along, jem finds herself sneaking forward to stand across the doorway from lyran ... of course SHE prefers standing around the corner...

jem the mercurial feeling enough shame at her own cowardice to give even her hair a faintly rosy glow, jem nonetheless tries to steady her nerves and ready herself for battle. [ooc: on her turn] when the creature is close enough, she will attack, then retreat behind someone. :heh...

jem the mercurial (and cowardly) "i don't know that i'd say it's walking exactly... sounds like something out of those ghost stories you used to tell, my friend," she nervously quips to tym, "something bone chilling or blood marrowing or .... stories about something dragging itself along the...

jem the mercurial slightly hysterical, jem murmurs, "now THAT sound can't be coming from anything good," as she unsheathes her short sword and ducks behind Ash.

jem the mercurial (trying for umpteenth time w/ctrl+V) “hmmm.... no traps ... but ... the lock’s a bit ... let me see if this works ....” she murmurs as she concentrates on her task. if she is successful: “ah HA! There we go!” as she opens the door. if she is still not successful...

jem the mercurial (and jittery) jem's gaze darts frantically around the room as she takes out her short sword. somehow she seems to hold it more like one would a shield, less like a weapon. "didn't someone say something out something evil or something?" she wavers, a little less non-chalant...

yah! protect the rogue! :] (change of character): i happen to think that this marching order is well-thought-out and reveals a sense of delicacy and prescience. :uhoh:

jem the mercurial jem carefully examines every minute detail of the door's lock, then - taking out her tools - chooses the appropriate pick and fiddles gingerly until ... *click* "ah, there we go. shall i do the honors and open the door? everyone ready?" ooc: if everyone's ready, jem'll...

jem the mercurial with a smile and a wink at lyran, jem follows his suggestion and checks the door for aforementioned traps and locks...

jem the mercurial (take two) jem turns her limpid eyes to give tym a look of utter betrayal. "i *hope* you're not implying that i have the bulk necessary to be part of the front ranks, my friend." ooc: jem will (nervously) follow any strapping warrior down the hallway to the door, which she...

no idea where LiquidAtom is, but if you guys wonder where i am - i keep getting bumped off of enworld.... err ... actually, the server keeps crashing. so while it hasn't crashed yet (actually it has - twice), i thought i'd let y'all know while i am able to! this has been true for the last week...

jem the mercurial looking a little relieved, jem steps back into place and retrieves her crossbow. as she once again checks its release lever and lifts up to aim at the doorway, she quietly murmurs, "no traps."

:( i hope this game hasn't fizzled out, but even more i hope you're okay, watermark?

jem the mercurial jem grimly checks her crossbow then lifts it and her unblinking gaze to the doorway. at the gnome's words, she turns to look at him a moment and nods solemnly. she looks inquiringly at her companions to see if anyone has a free hand to hold her bow, then (as she either hands...

jem the mercurial "mind if I give it a try?" purrs jem."it says that this is the tomb of the late great gronar and that we should approach with the utmost caution.... we have the key, right? she raises an inquiring brow.

jem the mercurial jem awaits the outcome as her bright eyes flit from face to face. i sure hope they join ... i for one would appreciate the healing help ... plus they look a damn sight stronger than me! she thinks to herself. aloud she says, "more of us there are, the smaller a target...

Jem the Mercurial "Mr. ... Ash, is it? How are you feeling?" Jem asks the warforged as she helps him sit up. "Errr ... I'd offer you water, but ...." Her face reddens slightly at the possible faux-pas, but she otherwise seems concerned.

Jem If the warforged is "unconscious", Jem will rummage through his back, telling anyone who asks that there must be some oil of whatsit [occ: errr... i've forgotten what it's called and don't have the book with me - you know, the warforged cure light wounds stuff]. If she finds some, she...