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ooc; wait, the adventure is over??? um, i think exp was given out after the Natr fight, Nuria and Koh'Tara both reached lvl 2 at that point... i believe. How much xp for completing this part?

Nodding at Koh'Tara's accepting eyes, a rare smile touching Wulfcyne's gruff face and haunted eyes. Picking up his writ of reward, the Warrior moves to the hobgoblin and presses it in to her scarred gray hands, mentioning, 'T'was a boon to have your council, skill, and faith upon this journey...

Bowing his head in a rough thanks to the Wizard, the Warrior takes a step back, sword in hand, still eying 'Tara and Links for any dissenting remarks.

ahhh! cyricist in our midst!... oh wait, that's FR.....hmmmm well, welcome anyway krapple!

Wulfcyne, still grasping the sword, looks to his group and asks, 'Wha' think ye o' my offer?'

Nodding in a 'just so' manner, ignoring the high born lady's rebuking glare, the warrior reaches into his well worn backpack and removes the thick stack of tied papers. Plunking them down on the desk, Wulfcyne takes the sword fully in hand, inspecting it with a well trained eye.

Wulfcyne chuckles at Nuria replying mirthlessly, 'I be doutin' tha', oh White Wizard. An' know I ain't refusin' squat; tis the Waster tha' done quit us. If he wan' ta be the lone wolf, I say let 'em. Me thinks Nuria be kinda sweet on ole' Makharat though, an' tha' be downright sugary 'nuff ta...

Hearing Koh'Tara's words, Wulfcyne nods in agreement and after the Dean's words, intones, 'Aye. We be takin' our'n reward an' givin' ye the research, though 3 others had designs on't an' we 'ad to risk much inna fight wit' Aberrants. Where be our'n gold?' Placing a roughly scarred hand upon the...

Wulfcyne narrowed eyes flick back between Nuria and the Dean, interjecting gruffly, 'Ye truly believe tha' more good will come from this'n research than ill?' As the large warrior moved forth so to stand next to the desk, looming over the Dean. Casting a glance at the Wise Woman, the human...

welcome and good luck, Horned turtle! once SG approves your PC, go to the 'Tower's Shard Tavern' thread to find an adventuring group (and a GM) to start your first adventure! cheers, ~Dn

Standing near the back of the group, Wulfcyne's ccold blue eyes move to the revealed blade, bright with anticipation as the stocky warrior cocks his head at Nuria's words, flicking his intense gaze to the thinner and older Dean. Rugged face impassive, the Brelander remembers he's far from home...

ugh...that sux. good luck to Patlin on a speedy return! ~D

ooc; so the inits are Genithar 20 Terran 15 Shade' 14 Thral'K 8 Corran 7 gregory and plank are still around?

Wulfcyne, after much travel and an odd job, is secure in the knowledge the papers are stored safely in his backpack; entering the room, the warrior bows to the Dean, glances about the chamber to see who else is in attendance and remarks softly, 'Good day ta ya, Master Grey. I trust ye recieved...

Wulfcyne continues to stare at Links, hoping for more information on the eccentric warrior's words....

no prob... i hope we get started again soon! :D 999 is mine!

Wulfcyne, his face shadowed and drawn by the shadows of the fire, replies morbidly, ' By my ken, tha longer ye be around, tha more chance there be fer seein' how wasteful an' ugly life really be...'

hmmm you're not kill crazy in it, are you?! :p

Wulfcyne nods, though his face is shadowed with confusion and blind acceptance, obviously out of his element, though commenting, '' Yea, the 'forged I met durin' the War were true blue soldiers, an no foolin'. They could march fer a day an a night, ready ta fight on arrival. Don' know how ye...