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Nodding at the elf's words, Wulfcyne turns an appraising eye upon the two humans, remarking, 'Magery ken be used ta detect those who be threatin' us or our'n charge, ta protect us if needs be, an' ta zap any o' those who be fool 'nuff ta try an take us on. If'n ye ladies can see ta those three...

The goblin, seeing the flash of silver from the oddly constructed warforged and the well dressed halfling, flashes the group a wide stained toothed grin and sticks out a pudgy fingered hand ready for payment. ooc; please subtract the amount of SP you plan to pay from your character sheets

Maybe Mogg? he's judging my game right now, but maybe he can take on another?

Seeing as the group finds themselves still in the Upper Ward neighborhood of Clifftop, they're easily able to flag down a sky coach, though all are surprised to see a scrawny goblin in well made work clothes at the Rudder. Enquiring as to how much a trip to Cliff Side would be for 5 people, the...

Jehen, the self named House Scion, begins to lead the group south, keeping an eye upon their surroundings as the hobgoblins, warforged, and well groomed halfling fall into step behind her. ooc; how are you guys getting to Cliffside? Walking? Skycoach? Other? Kaz, I'll use your roll for both the...

ooc; something tells me she won't have to wait long :D ah so, thanks LF, good call.

Looking at the elf as if he were daft for a moment, the Warrior bends forward, hefting first a bulging pack that clanks, his thickly armored body hulking and wide hefts it on as meaty hands grasp first a scarred heavy wooden shield, the Bear of Breland etched into the brass cap in the middle...

Wulfcyne listens intently before giving a final decisive nod and donning his battered rounded half helm, replying, 'Yer job sounds like it be for me, jus' a pair o' questions, if ye please; First, ifin' ye canna tell us what the item be, then can ye tell us where ye found it? Second, jus' how...

The Warforged, seemingly quiet and reserved, stops a passing Shifter Male in well made work clothes, asking after the Mudcaves neighborhood, getting a growled response, 'Cliffside, huh? Sure, just head South until yer on the banks of the Hilt, then head East. Be wary though, I hear there's some...

ooc; don't forget the +1attack/Dam from Magic Weapon on your awesome axe of fury! Also, anyone know how I can change the 'Registered User' text under my profile name?

As the dark haired human limps over toward the table, Wulfcyne looks up, his scarred, grizzled, and square jawed face turning towards the new arrival, stormy eyes narrowing as he calls, 'Hail, I be Wulfcyne o' Breland. Who might ye be, miss? Ye fixin' ta find a job here?'

Smirking at the young lady's comment, the burly human remarks, 'Well, Wulfcyne Dabo be glad ta see ya too, lass. I be prayin' ta the Sovereigns we ken put our'n differences behind us, ifin' we be travelin' ta'gether 'gain. No doubt, your'n powerful abilities an' keen mind would be a fine boon ta...

Giving another uncaring shrug as the elf sits, the human gruffly remarks, 'Do as ya like, I would be likin' ta hear who may be after ya a'fore I take the job.' Glancing away from the elf and over to the young woman dressed in high quality clothing, perhaps a noble of some sort, the soldier...

ooc; whoa, thanks for freaking me out with the graphic!!! let's rock and roll (some 20s) kiddies!

Shrugging, the human makes no movement, simply content to finish his drink.

Ac 17 Hp 7 F- R+3 W+4 Seeing the approaching danger, the Wizard shouts commandingly, 'They're not backing off! Stay close and let them break against us!' Starting to chant, Genithar's quickly whispered words of arcane might reach a peak as his closed eyes flash open and his body is wreathed...

Huh...? Well, whichever way it works out, I'm sure it'll be cool. Should we use the initiative rolled before the gap?

The harsh rumble of a voice sound from across the room, a seated human male in a bulky breastplate with a faded griffin emblazoned across the chest, 'This one is good enough. Will there be much danger?" A tall dirty helm sits upon the table before him, a long black iron tipped trident leaning...

ooc; FYI- Jehen mentioned the Mudcaves neighborhood in the seedy Cliffside District as being a possible location for more investigation. PCs might not know HOW to get there, but all in the group heard the human inquisitive mention that place.

Mornokai's eyes bulge is surprise at Raekz' words, while the Apprentice's previous good humor evaporates as she can't help but scowl at the hobgoblin. Sputtering his response, Etchstone explains loudly, 'My good goblin, you sniff up the wrong tree; Jehhna has been with me for a decade and all...