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Holy smokes. Battletech. The Project-From-HellTM is winding up tomorrow, so I'll have time to post in my games again. Yay! I'm seriously thinking about throwing my hat in the ring on this one. Never played clans though - and haven't even thought about Battletech for a long time. Still...

Work is still busy kicking me in the pants, and sadly that isn't like to change for the next couple of weeks. If I'm holding things up, please don't hesitate to NPC Aluf. When this project is over, I should be back to something more akin to normalcy.

Grinning rakishly, Guy wipes the his blades clean on the soiled pants one of the hobgoblin fighters, somehow managing to make this look like a very dashing and romantic thing to do. "That was refreshing! What's next, then?"

All things considered, I would also prefer to proceed.

Wide-eyed, Darius grabs Dominic's sleeve and pulls him back in the direction from which they've just come. "I thought you said you knew where you were going."

I'm here.

Sorry. Work has been crazy this last week and I'm losing track of things around the edges. I'll have something up this afternoon.

Standing by the ramp, Larsshk rolls his shoulder, settling into the armor he habitually wears planetside. He looks up for a moment and sees Summer ambling down the corridor in their direction. With her combat gloves on. "Uh... Cap'?" he mutters under his breath, pointing in her direction...

OOC: Spot check: 10. Darius tags along behind Dominic, sullen, and barely aware of his surroundings.

Accepting a "juice" from Red, Larsshk never takes his eyes off of Summer. He points a wickedly clawed finger in her direction. "We're locking her on the ship right? Because I don't think that the I'm-batpiss-crazy-but-small-and-therefore-basically-harmless bit is going to play very well with...

Great, Darius thinks, a wan smile plastered on his face as his newfound companion nearly snaps to attention. This oughta be a great time. A week in jumpspace with Scarface and Admiral Dogsbody. Fantastic. He idly wonders if either of them gambles. Or has any money. He turns and glumly...

"Hey!" Guy shouts, as the hobgoblin cleric heals his latest stabee. "No cheating!" Outraged by this devious behavior, he redoubles his efforts. Rapier +7, 1d6+4, 18-20/x2 (two-weapon primary) Short Sword +5, 1d6+3, 19-20/x2 (two-weapon secondary w/ buckler) AC 18 HP 31

Jemal: are we to understand that William is talking about Aluf? Leo had initially asked Aluf to "escort" the caravan, I don't believe he mentioned leading it. Am I confused, or did Leo "forget to mention" that part?

I agree.

Larsshk Medium Tandoshan Scout3/Soldier4/Bounty Hunter 1/Elite Trooper 3, CL11 Destiny 1; Force Points 11 Init +13; Improved Initiative; Perception +10; Darkvision, Acute Senses Languages Basic, Trandoshan, Binary, Huttese ––––––––––––––––––––––––– Defense Reflex: 35 (flat-footed 30)...

I'm here, and ready. I need to give a moment's thought to his equipment, but I'm otherwise finished.

Grugg shares a momentary glance with his new-found ally, and begins to trot in the direction of the conflict. En route, he utters a brief command word at which his already massive frame nearly doubles in size. Initiative: 8. Activates Ring of Growth: +4 Str, -2 Dex, -1 AC. Duration: 9...

Grugg harrumphs in disappointment, blowing a burst of warm, fetid air in James' face. Thinking for a moment, he reaches into the bag at his side and draws out an absurdly large boulder. Palming it with his right hand, he retrieves his club with his left. He holds the rock up for James to see...

"The Hutts' money's as good as any," Larsshk rumbles as the pair pass through the common area where he sits cleaning the disassembled rifle spread out on the table before him. "And in case you haven't noticed, we aren't exactly in a position to be choosy. Besides, if you're so worried about a...

"Grugg," the scarred warrior says simply, wading through the remainder of the river and pausing as he reaches dry land, water sheeting off of his massive frame and sloshing in his ragged boots. He cocks his head to one side and studies the half-dragon, obviously sizing him up. "You have...