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Cliff holds the pieces of bottle out for the bard. "Perhaps you can identify what was in this bottle." The shifter tries to examine the paper, trying to identify anything that would be a landmark. "Let's see if we can find a sewer entrance. We'll gather our bearings from there."

"Thank y-you Warden. Your c-c-compliments doesn't go unn-n-noticed." The shifter hands the waraxe to Dane. "I can b-b-barely b-b-balance on the groud with these l-l-little things," he says pointing to his own battleaxes. "It would be b-b-better in your h-hands."

NEVER SPLIT THE PARTY! ;) Varak looks left then right. "Majority wins. I'll check things out first." The half-orc moves down the hall with not the quietest steps, but not the loudest either. stealth (1d20+10=18)

"The leader of the cult here. We cut the power off at the source. That is assuming we can get by unnoticed. If not, we might as well try your plan."

As the darter surrounded by the summoned dogs, the artificer and the raging fighter stabs at the careening juggernaut, Gretta takes the opportunity to nip at his exposed hamstring, but was distracted by the hammer flailing into the enemy's area. Gretta bites again at the tiny spear wielder...

Rurdev looks up from the ground. "Maybe, your f-f-faith protects you. Keeps you c-c-confident in y-your abilities. I h-had faith in myself. After th-that battle my f-faith is l-lacking."

As the magic of the rune of sacrifice takes over, Lhavarr feels the divine energy strenthening his resolve. The half-elf hums a tune that reminds Johanna of a tribal dance, and the warrior woman spins and laughs, in glee her resolve bolstered. The bardent takes the opportunity to step into the...

Valahad closes his eyes and lets his faith guide him as the scene unfolds before him. Speaking in the minds of his allies he hopes to guide them. "I think those before us, especially the children are corrupted. Their minds are tainted by the evil here. If we stop the source of the evil, they...

Varak watches the others argue, and is about to speak up before the halfling interjects. Brash but wise. Varak takes the lead again, for a bit, keeping as silent as possible until coming the the split in the hallway. Thinking a bit, he whispers to his companions. "If something in here was...

No time for full post right now. D1 goes down. D2 looks like he's about to fall.

The kalashtar stands up, and shakes of the dizziness from the blast of arcane force. He looks around, gathering his senses, and catching his breath. Stand up, second wind. The glidewing with the spellcaster near the back of the ship, flies quicky forward, making up ground. The other...

Rurdev wipes his battleaxes off on the grass, and touches his stone horse on it's flank. With but a thought, the tall horse is reduced to a small stone statue. The shifter tucks the idol into a pouch, his weapons held in his hands are by his sides and his shoulders sag. Looking at the ground...

Shava switches aim to the mass around the center of the ship. A massive bolt of lighting appear from the sky, slamming into one and surging to another. Shava manages to reign in the resulting thunder pop. Roswyn locks eyes with the struggling halfling near Rohna and sends a terrifying illusion...

Cliff first walks toward the fountain, his steps careful so as to not destroy any evidence. The shifter carefully pulls out a conch shell from his pouch. Gathered from his home, they were a delicacy, the shamans said they could induce visions. The shifter pulls the meat from the shell and...

Valahad looks to River, a bit stern, but forgiving. "Il-Yannah does not abandon it's greatest thinkers, as Il-Yannah is not like Arawai. Lan left the path of The Light, not the other way around. Be strong friend River, it is in you. My faith will protect us all in the coming battles." Ready.

Varak takes notice of the man as well, he is not immediately hostile towards the shifter like he was the bard. The barbarian keeps his blades out for the moment though he lowers them. The tips of the black and silver weapons nearly touch the stone floor. The newcomer didn't speak like nor...

Rurdev steps lashes out at the demon as it crawls away. It doesn't move fast enough and his axe lands heavily into it's leg. OA against demon (1d20+12=31, 1d10+9=16) Rurdev doesn't let his foe get away that easy. The shifter moves away from the rolling sphere and closes in on the demond...

"Good plan," the kalashtar smiles. "I'll go back to bed then, I hope to wake out without a poisoned blade in my chest this time."

Varak scrunches his brow in thought. "As long as they are going to go into good hands, I am fine with keeping them. We'll worry about that later though, lets move on...this way." Thirded.

The glidewing W is riding was indeed left behind because it was slowed(it was pulled by the pattern initially). The multiple map idea to make things more clear seems to have backfired in the next case: The glidewing with E on it is actually at the front of the ship.(The one you are looking at...