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Fester thinks that these pseudo-serpents look like trouble, so he prepares to take his best shot at these aggressors.

Fester crashes against the rocks on his belly. The air bursts from his lungs. A jagged edged rock cuts into his belly drawing some blood. While Fester struggles to stabilize his breathing, he tries to pull the webbing from his body with the help of his friends. Once the party has regained...

Fester appreciates the assistance of his valiant companions, and his expertise tells him that he really cannot reason directly with this mighty beast of En. However he will do what he can to reduce the beast's attention and aggression towards him. Fester attempts Vermin empathy. He seems to...

Fester tries to remain calm under these trying circumstances. He tries to maneuver himself to a better spot. Fester takes a double move to square D-11

Fester climbs atop a sandy mound and looks down upon his companions while he slips his hand into his spell component pouch and removes a decaying stick. He closes his eyes, and pictures in his mind, a beautiful crisp dawn by the beach on a spring day. The breeze ambles gently through his hair...

Fester picks a beetle out of his hair and offers it to the raven as a gesture of friendship. :cool: He then looks upon the raven and says: What name do you claim, beast of the skies? Fester then announces to everyone: Death waits for no man. Let us depart with haste. Fester wishes...

Fester bows his head towards Yoshiki and replies: Together we will tempt death, but in the end we will prove unworthy of her omnipotent embrace. Ohh and by the way, should we embrace and giant crabs, this is what we can expect: (Fester briefs his companions on the defensive/offensive...

Fester has devoted his life to studying death and decay. Sometimes he prevents it and sometimes he encourages it. It takes true wisdom to know which is needed. He is a level 1 Blight Druid. He has not been approved yet, but will be hopefully within the next couple of days.

The door to the Inn opens so quietly that no one notices. Then a moderate breeze blows in, and fills the room with the odor of decaying vegetation..... In walks an Aasimar with eyes as black as death. "Which is the wiser? Those that live? or those who don't?:rant: Fester follows the cook...