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Thom shrugged his shoulders at Caitlin's temporal-riparian musings. "It pays well enough, certainly it is safer behind the palisade than on the open plains. But time does pass here as well Caitlin. I have found it is more about the who you spend the time with, or rather than worrying about it's...

Ok, you hooked me. I read the background stuff and it looks great. Count Queenie and I as interested. I got the Witcher novels to read for more information. I am considering a Witcher. I need to re-read the class more as it is somewhat complex. Not sure about a class for Queenie yet. But we...

"I ate my burgers" gloated Brad. "I think we have an hour or so of a walk. Seems like some of us need to get used to shorter legs"

"Oh I know it will heal. That is why I don't mind cutting the tendon. Hrmmm. You could teach me so much, teach everyone. Hell you could be a scientific miracle. The Scottish anatomists would pay handsomely for a living lijk who could heal back the damage. Imagine the information from daily...

Thom laughs, "Yes and food, no doubt in plentiful quantities yes?" Thom AC: 16 (12 flat-footed, 14 touch) HP: 9/9 CMB: +0 CMD: 14 Fort: +1 Reflex: +7 Will: +3 Perception: +5 Sense Motive: +5 Initiative: +6 Current Weapon in Hand: Shortsword Current Conditions in Effect: None Spelllike...

"I can assist Sheldon with the search for one who does not register as good. I can prepare such a spell tomorrow. However, there is another path. It again is not fireproof as Thorn has said but it will help us eliminate those who are above suspicion. This burden will fall onto Sheldon again...

Old Zef chuckles, clearly not perturbed one bit by the Seawolf's taunts. Ah the benefit of age. "Dicksuckinflog ? How do you know your mother's pet name? Ah she was an ugly woman, but it kept her prices cheap." grins the old dwarf. "But I do apologize for our blathering. Perhaps I can simply...

"Well now, I think our victory calls for a drink yes?" suggests Thom. Thom AC: 16 (12 flat-footed, 14 touch) HP: 9/9 CMB: +0 CMD: 14 Fort: +1 Reflex: +7 Will: +3 Perception: +5 Sense Motive: +5 Initiative: +6 Current Weapon in Hand: Shortsword Current Conditions in Effect: None Spelllike...

"I haven't seen the Grath's beaten in quite a while" says Thom. "Does them good though, it will make them practice more. But you two will get some questions about joining the militia after that performance." he adds with a wink.

"No" comes a rumble from Denir. "If we make sure to post men in pairs we can minimize their ability to sneak off and do harm. Though if more than one has turned or infiltrated us, that will not be much of a deterrent. I don't know that we will learn much from staying here, I would rather ensure...

Old Zef sits in the corner and smirks at the Seawolf. "Oh yes, just what would that accomplish schurk? I think maybe we remove yer tattoo. Eh? Moeilijke en pijnlijke? Maybe it cures you, maybe it just makes us feel better. Maybe it encourages you to tell us why you were after us? Levend gevild...

Oz snickers "Did you come up with that on your own or did you exchange binding fluids with a thesaurus? Don't worry though if it falls flat I will cover for you. Oh, oh! And if you don't have the spine to support your joke, I will get you out of the gutter!" Oz is practically doubled over in...

"Gorum has blessed me to be his sentinel. I no longer sleep since our, the, exposure. I can stand watch with the other sentries all night. I need but an hour to myself to pay proper homage to Gorum." adds Denir.

The format is updated for Thom and hopefully fine.

Thom Fey Changeling From the earliest times, there have been stories about creatures who come and steal a baby, replacing it with one of their own. No one knows why. Some of these changelings are grotesque, other reflect the beauty of the fey. In any case, they are either seen as dangerous, or...

Well with Fuse going Paladin, I may consider Ranger and go archery.Too many choices and thoughts!

Alright I tried to resist. I'm in. Maybe cleric. Perhaps a second martial for melee. I will query Queenie. :p

"Black Spider. I wonder what that is, or where that is" Amron muses to Silari.

"There are these things called hats, or hell who knows here bonnets? Ye olde kerchief? Push your hair over your face. Nothing high tech." Brad pauses then laugh at his own anachronistic oxymoron.