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Duncan follows Echo, paying a Shin and heading up to the room as well. His tactical mind is already planning out strategies for the trip, while his normal mind is ready to sleep. ooc: assuming it's a dorm, or a room we're expecting to share with strangers. The intent is to guard the map, not...

:) Does he wear a mask?

Can I get a physical description of the anduin race?

Duncan has been travelling a while, and sadly Cerulean and Chronicler are both gone. I could use a contact.

Other avenue. Jing is a travelling mystic, but not of the "righteous templar" kind. More four elements and meditation, though he's got his "cosmic awareness" side as well. Jing is a lean man with thick muscles, and on his body are tattoos of arrows along his body's ley lines, along his back...

Duncan thinks. "Unless you can find more of use, maybe if he's heard rumours about the trail ahead. What have they prepared for, or are they hoping their guards and arms can take on any threats? Aside from the North trail, what do they know about the journey? What else should we prepare for...

"Then we should get ready to leave after Kolos, or at least find out which road he's taking. We follow behind and maybe we'll get warning of beasts coming at us. Keep our noise low to attract as little attention as we can, leave that for Kolos' caravan. Do we see any of his guards here...

Duncan smiles. "My thanks, my lady, I'll need all the help I can get. Find warmth and safety this night, the cold is no one's friend." Poor woman's mind has been broken. Blast this world and what it does to good people. Back in the Inn he directs his companions to the woman and listens to...

Okay, you need to put up the races. I like what I'm seeing about Lohm humans (Onduril), but the Adurin have better species traits. The -1 stat for humans means I'll either have to take a negative stat for mind, or I end up with effectively the same stats as I would anyway (2/1/0). Have you...

I think I'll go with a more athletic magic-user, but with an elementalist theme. I want to be able to heal people, but also move water, earth, air and fire like Avatar. Would that be possible? I'd say Control, so lots of spirit, but Body and coordination could also be good. I want him to be...

pbp here only. My life is hectic, so I can't commit to solid times ;) The classless aspect reminds me of old choose-your-own style adventure path books. I really like what I'm seeing. I think I'd like to try a Wizard, but that curses every game I join for some reason... :( I don't know...

I'll read up and give it a try

After giving the package to the beggar woman, Duncan plans to head back inside and join his companions at the table he was at previously. If the other travellers are still there, he is going to ask more about their tale of woe, where the warm spot was, and so forth.

"I'll be around. I want to speak to someone first, but I think I'll hang around tonight if you two are going to continue looking at that map," he nods to Father and Echo. "I sleep little, and that map looks valuable. I've got a room here, if any of you wish to pitch in to it, or we can switch...

Duncan rubs his chin and grunts. He grabed the tankard Antor had promised when he was brought to the table in the first place and drank it. "My guess is we'll either see more as we get closer to whatever location it's targetted to; or the world has changed so much since it was useful that...

Duncan chuckled grimly. "The arena wasn't about deception. Everyone knew what they were there for." He heads back to the Scavenger's Art.

Duncan took Sevarr's hand, giving it as firm a shake as he felt a delicate-fingered man like Sevarr could take. No sense crippling him. "I've heard of that warm spot from some veterans who went there. I'll see if I can get more details when I go to speak with the others, who'll join us if...

"Duncan Kull. And I'm just a caravan guard now," Duncan nods to the other guard. He looks back to Sevarr, considering their deal. "Ten shins, space on the wagons for our equipment, looting rights to whatever we find along the way, expenses related to the job of guarding your caravan... and...

"We need your caravan to carry supplies for us, we'll need some room on the wagons." Duncan pauses, thinking... "And some shins when we're done. Where are you heading after the Sheer?"

Duncan nods as Antor finds a good potential caravan, though rolling his eyes at his suggestion that the jeweler's caravan wouldn't have sufficed. "They had comfortable seats up front. And his drivers were playing dice, I thought you numena-hunters liked gambling." Was that... a joke? Duncan...