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Carrion rubs his hands together, obviously thinking hard. "Don't you think that they'll be suspicious of how we were onto them already? I'm sure that they're paranoid already. I feel like they may go underground from our involvement already. Unless they're just that arrogant."

Lokin looks at the bloody heart and he hesitates for a moment. Then, looking at Zurd, he smiles weakly and pulls out his dagger. Spearing the portion of heart, he plops it in his mouth and tries to swallow it, chewing as little as possible. "Thanks. He...he was quite a fighter. I can hope...

Lokin nods with a smile, collecting some of the heavier pieces of armor and weaponry in his sack that no one else wants to carry. "A good meal and a little rest sound like excellent ideas. Then we can spread out and explore some more. I'd rather collect the bodies into one remote place and...

Lokin laughs. "As the one carrying the enchanted shield under similar circumstances, I have no problem with that at all. In fact, anything that makes you more effective makes us more effective. I was...um...thinking of examining the orc's mail as well. It looks a bit better than this bloody...

Carrion nods and gets a decent grip on the two men. "You gentlemen ready to fly the friendly skies." With that, Carrion leaps into the sky, his wings grabbing air and propelling him rapidly. When he reaches a decent cruising altitude. "Anyway, that could have gone better with Griff. He...

Ostu watches his arrow fly wide. Damn defective elven bow. Better compensate with the next shot. Ostu aims and fires another arrow at the giant spider.

Name: Tullivan "Tully" Kriever Class: Rogue 3 / Barbarian 2 Race: Human Size: Medium Gender: Male Alignment: Chaotic Good Deity: XXX (Domains: XXX, XXX) Str: 18 +4 Level: 5 XP: XXXX Dex: 16 +3 BAB: +4 HP: 41 (3d6+2d12+10) Con: 14 +2 Grapple: +8 Dmg Red: None...

Ostu, finally free of the web, sees that the large spider is surrounded by sticky webbing on all sides. Grabbing his new bow, he searches frantically for his quiver to take a shot. I forgot to mention that Ostu was buying 20 arrows as well. Most likely, he would have demanded them for free...

Ottokar will walk around, speaking to some of the instructors to see if any important religious pieces or artifacts have gone missing. If the relic of Sigmar was taken, maybe something like it was taken from this place.

Carrion comes in for his landing, catching sight of Griff bringing Highbrow back. "What did I miss?" He notices the reporter. "Who's this? Who are you?"

Lokin checks to make sure the area is secure before wiping his blade clean. "We should check these bodies for anything valuable. I mean anything." Lokin opens his backpack and pulls out a folded cloth sack. "Let's make sure we grab all of these weapons and armor and such. That kind of...

Kell will finish reading, rubbing his temples as he closes the file. He stands and follows Tanner. "Yeah, something to eat and drink will hopefully clear up this headache." He catches up with Gorash on the way to their meal. "I found something odd in the file. We should get together with...

Lokin steps forward to press his attack, using adrenaline to fight through his pain. Attack: 23, Damage: 13

Here's a draft of my character. Everything should be in order but let me know if something seems off or wrongly calculated. Name: Tullivan "Tully" Kriever Class: Rogue 3 / Barbarian 2 Race: Human Size: Medium Gender: Male Alignment: Chaotic Good Deity: XXX (Domains: XXX, XXX) Str: 18 +4...

Eskon attempts to dismount quickly to get into the combat faster. He gets caught up in his stirrup as he hastens, however, and must take the extra time to climb down. Ride Check = 7

Lokin, hearing the sickening crunch in his shoulder, knows the wound is deep even before his arm starts going numb. Shaking off the effects of the blow, he swings his sword viciously at the orc with the greatsword. Natural 19 = 25 to Hit. Crit. Confirmation = 14 Damage = 12 (regular) or 12...

Ottokar nods. "We should receive some help, most likely. We are trying to root out chaos and recover a precious icon, after all. Why not give us aid?"

Eskon leaps down from his mount and draws his blade, ready to attack the scorpion threatening his camel as soon as possible.

With his shield ready and sword drawn, Lokin moves as fast as he can to the battle.

Next opportunity he has, Ostu will attempt the Strength check to get out of the web. If (most likely) that does not work, he will draw his new bow and start firing at the second giant spider.