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My bad. I simply had Dannis step in when I saw that a Diplomacy Check of 20 didn't seem to sway the farmer's price much. I figured it was better to just pay him than risk insulting him.

Anundr's actions posted above, post 555.

Brae laughs at his companion's words. "No, I'm afraid not. Though, perhaps in my future..."

"Yes, that would be him. Magistrate Ironshirt. We don't usually refer to him as Old Rustybritches." Brae chuckles. "I would suggest that in your request, you ask that the 14th Ward assist the garrison in providing personnel capable of scouting out the nature of the threat against the city. Since...

Korbryn steps forward, the greatsword in his hands flinging droplets of blood into the air as it slashes toward the dog-like beast. Move to M28, full attack Howler. AC 22, HP 44/61 Full Attack, +13/+8 (2d6+10) Attack 1: 16 Damage 1: 15 Attack 2: 24 Damage 2: 13

"Something like that. Just be sure to butter up the magistrate. He'll like that."

"And therein lies the problem. At this point, we don't have any proof. As I mentioned, we would love to get the proof your superiors would need...but we've been instructed that this is out of our jurisdiction." Brae strokes his goatee and stares off, as if deep in through. "I suppose, someone of...

Anundr growls low, calling upon the Shoanti ferocity the boils in his blood. He strikes at the hellknight with inhuman strength, his greatsword flashing through the air. Rage, round 1 of 5 (STR 22 (+6), CON 17 (+3) , Will Save +3, AC 12, HP 10/15) Attack: 23 Damage: 11

Lucien considers the question. While he doesn't necessarily distrust the gnome, he also didn't want to take the chance that the church knights would capture him and compel him to give them the Hounds' location. He figured they could start one direction, and then turn to the north once out of...

Dannis decides to step in, as they don't want to alienate the farmer's good will. "No worries, goodman. We can pay your asking price." The cleric offers the farmer his hand. "I'm Dannis, by the way. It is nice to meet you."

I hate to say it, but I forgot what direction we were heading. And I can't seem to find it searching back through the thread."

Brae takes a seat at the table. He lowers his voice, to make sure that only the commandant and the other constables are able to hear him. "It seems that an evil outsider named Thelugadam has been rallying orcrats and kobolds and such to his banner. And it would seem, due to the fact that he was...

Brae flashes the commandant his bronze badge. "I'm already gainfully employed by the city," the cleric says, smiling. "What my companions and I would like to discuss is a possible threat to the city that we have uncovered."

Brae approaches the hefty man. "Excuse me, sir. Would you happen to be Commandant of the Garrison?"

Lucien chucles. "At time, the path less traveled is certainly preferable."

Lucien looks about, shading his eyes against the afternoon sun. "And which way does the road lie, Master Wobblecog?"

Brae adds his eyes to those of Alarion's.

Dannis joins Falco in talking to he farmer, hoping to sway him to their side. Aid Another = 20

Lucien follows quietly, still keeping an eye out for danger.

Korbryn's savage grin promises death as the dwarf engages the half-elf. "twil be a cold day in 'ell afore a dwarf o' the Lortmils falls t' a pansy eatin' elf kin like yerself." AC 22, HP 44/61 Full Attack, +13/+8 (2d6+10) Attack 1: NATURAL 20 (Crit Threat) Confirm Crit: 18 Damage 1: 18 or...