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Coming back into the room with a handy haunch of "something" in his left fist, strands of meat hanging from his large mouth as he chewed. His eyebrow shot up at the mention of questioning the prisoner. ME can promise to tear tail off and use to floss Baja's teef? Dat would be good start?

Flaust yawns theatrically as Blade finished her "eversoserious" reply. I fink we should jus' go and bobs this Vulva or whatever it's called from this Tapheon sod and leaves his sodding self alone. Never know what 'arm thems horde types will to to us if we go in spells fizzin' and stickers...

Ahh, I see you took the correct paths then young padewan.

Bud'd folded her hands in her lap and took a breath, making sure none other would be interrupted should she start to reply. Master, we have not only found evidence of Sith infection, we have made efforts to confront and destroy it. Already we have been warned of our supposed soontobe untimely...

You made the best decision 'detta - I'd hate to read stories of 1st level chars carried away and eaten by kobold thuggery..... Man, you guys are getting this easy! ;D

**Strippers will do that to you.** And so the name of the Iron King Zuregath was forever lost in the annals of history. the Muragar Captain 's brave quest ended as his not-so-merry band met with a particularly foul demise. The Goblin King, (In the guise of David Bowie from the movie...

I don't know..... Harold's infamous 19 hour battle against the "Mighty mass'd horde of incorrigible kobolds of the never-ending climb" was quite an endevour, rarely matched by any heroes in existence!! Ummm - enough rl talk.....

'detta, you speak of Harold Hakk as if he is dead..... When infact, the glorious pitfighting drinking sorcerous machine that he is, can never perish. (will be fun pitting yer badguys against this motley lot! I'm sure we'll eat them alive! *raar!*)

The tiefling girl pokes her head around Zoe's armoured shoulder. I promise that we'll free him and then kill him. But not before we free him and then maybe only if he isn't so bad. Then we'll kill him. After that we'll free him. But slightly before we killl him really. But over all, we'll free...

*winks* Was it something I said?

Halfling priest? Elfs? All you need is a half orc sorceror and it'll start sounding a little fishy! ;P Speaking of which - Ashy! I'll throw you a gnome of some sort together (I just know how much 'detta loves gnomes.)! Use him or not, I won't mind. :) - PS. I'm gonna be a regular lurker here...

'detta you are a funny man....... >_<

I depise halflings. Can I play a halfling-devouring gnome in your game!? I promise I'll do my best to pluck out their eyes first!

Taking one last look about in the street outside to make sure it was safe and not a trap, Pabsit closes the door behind the party and asigns a wall to put his small back against to see what the others have found in this place.

Seeing the Glaives swipe unexpectantly into the Guard, Solli first takes out and swallows the contents of one of his Invisibility potions, then takes a small jump onto the wall of the tunnel, heading up, to find out just where these Glaives are coming from.

**OOC: Does Skarsus recognise any of these men personally? Or just their military markings?**

hafrogman? Exactly which half of you is "frog" anyhow?

Baja lugged the gear into the main room, two sacks of the stuff over his shoulders, and dumped them unceremoniously against a wall, far from the prisoner. He wasn't too fond of the idea of trying to keep one of these lion men here so close and snarled at it for good measure. (Even though he knew...

Bud'd, ahead of her team-mates, ran to the far side of the ship, the better to see what else might have befallen the ship and it's pilot.

I like your first idea better. It fits in with his rl personality so much more accurately. ;P