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The water genasi nods, "Thankee, White Muther..." Pottofer watches Elexia carefully....

Just about the time I think my stuff is finally getting bearable, you guys go and post something like this. Now I've gotta slink back into my hole and gnash away at the keyboard for another eternity... ;) Rockin' stuff, guys! :)

Agatha rises, dusting her fingertips off triumphantly. She pokes Adon on the end of the nose playfully, "Never underestimate the power of a hairpin!", she giggles like a schoolgirl and then enters the file room.

Charles listens intently, but remains silent during the conversation... In his mind, he keeps thinking, 'tell him about the zombies, Miriam...the zombies! Surely he would be interested in something so...mummy-like!'

Pottofer refers what he has learned to the group, and once she is done, the water genasi trundles up to the priestess. "White Muther, would you mind lookin' over the remains o' this poor soul o'er 'ere. I think 'at some'in real bad happened to 'im...."

Once they arrive back to camp, Uiim looks around. "Anything to report?"

"What's down there?", Skaith hisses down the hole to Keys...

Agatha delicately picks up the hem of her skirt and bows her knees in a curtsey, "Why, thankee, gunvah!" she says and then moves over to the doorway. Fishing a hairpin out of her beautiful red mane, she begins attempting to pick the lock, one eye clamped shut and her tongue sticking out of the...

Charles' eyebrows arch as he spies the antiques and he moves over to look at them as well, admiring their craftmanship and beauty. He nods kindly to those present, but does not speak unless spoken to...

Ala nods and replies, in Common, "Well, and you?"

Uiim shakes his head a bit, weary, and takes in a breath before answering. "I wish I knew, Nassitch. I wish I knew. The only lead we have now is to find out who sent this assassin and why. Only then will we have a figment of an idea of what our informant had to tell us..."

Ala awakens after Sel'Tarien's visit. She rises, performs her morning prayers as well and then wanders downstairs. Seeing the others and the halflings, she smiles a slight smile. "Good morn, all", she says, plucking a biscut from a passing halfling-borne tray. Oddly, it seems that the...

"We'll wait til light and see how the road runs - maybe we'll get lucky and we won't need to worry with bringing the wagons along *this* trail..."

Thanks a ton, Spider and Enk! Much will be revealed soon! Also, look forward to a whole lot of butt-kickin' action soon! :D

You and me both! :\ :heh: :uhoh:

Uiim frowns and shakes his head, "Then it is too risky...Let us mark the trail and pray for fair weather. We'll begin tracking again in the morning..." The old gnome waits for the ranger to do so and then leads his two friends back to camp...

Very skillfully written - the descriptions made me shiver a bit - and that's hard to do! :) And yes, this is a blatant BUMP! :heh:

Uiim frowns, "There is no way for me to know if you two get in trouble. There could be more of those things-" the gnome points with his thumb back towards the camp, "-out here... The lot of us were barely able to take that one down. The two of you might not fare so well." The old gnome pauses...

Just for the folks that are out there reading along - check the 1st post for some links, pics, and more! ;)

"But Sel'Tarien! He was here! Here in this room with me! And the things....the things he said and the things I saw! I need to remember them! Please Sel'Tarien, please - you too, Sonrik, please help me remember them, please? Won't you?...." The priestess literally babbles herself to sleep...