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'Air, I assume we know about the struggle going on, since you didn't say otherwise. Daonil rushes into the room, trident drawn, whispering to the others, "Hey, keep your voices down! We still don't want to wake whatever lives here!"

OOC: Well of course, you're correct, and that's an excellent practice. But without a name to associate with the description, I'd have to go do research to figure out which character the dwarf is. And I'm lazy! One thing that would work is to put the character name in the Title field of the...

Daonil puts his large hand on the back of the elf and gives a solid push forward, whispering, "Virocar, you're navigatin'. Don't run us ashore."

After Daonil woke, he gathered his supplies and re-rolled his bedroll. Clearly a morning person, he was talkative and wanted to discuss much. As they were getting ready to go, he pulled out a small scarf and wrapped it around his head, covering one eye. Once in the darkness, he dropped the...

We must keep different schedules, you all and I. On the weekends I don't have a chance to post anything, so when I come back Monday there's a flurry of catching up I have to do. During the week I could get off 2 a day, but it seems like everyone else in this game is busy. Not complaining...

Upon being healed, Daonil looks a little surprised and says his thanks. His javelin he had thrown is bent up after ending on a stone wall, causing him a bit of frustration. "Before we all get too comfortable, we should send out a couple of scouts while we still have some light. It'd be me...

Daonil spins, dropping a javelin from his back as he does, and loosing it at the furry mass in the darkness of the tower. Hearing a clattering sound, he curses under his breath. "Get in there, it's as dark as a smuggler's hold and me without my patch!" he says, as he backs away, making room...

Daonil seems a bit impatient and replies, "Well, my father used to tell me that if the coast looks clear, then paddle for shore, coz no one's going to wave you in. Keep pressin forward till we have a reason not to."

Daonil, clearly looking a bit emberrassed at having been so helpless in the last battle, and being a weak link in the group, stands up firm, ignoring the pain in his wounds. "Aye, let's get moving. This standin' about just makes us look like targets to more of these bog dwellers. No doubt...

Hrothgar, I don't mean to sound like a brownnosing sycophant, but you've done a superb job with this game! I know I've only been in on the tail end with Chapter 5 here, but the way you've handled pacing, rules, the plot, descriptions.... I'm seriously impressed. I didn't think a PBP game could...

Fort save (1d20+3=5) to avoid being dead. I really hope that everyone's actions take place before Daonil's save is required.

Daonil continues singing, “Well up spoke the captain of our gallant ship, and a fine spoken man was he, “This fishy mermaid has warned me of our doom. We shall sink to the bottom of the sea” Blood oozing to soak his trousers, Daonil grits his teeth and continues, undaunted. He aims his next...

Mardo looks back at the ruins on which his friends sit and sing to the young girl, a look of panic and confusion across his face. As Starhl approaches, Mardo cries out to him, "They don't come! Why don't they flee for their lives!?"

Daonil continues to sing, "Oh the ocean waves do roll, And the stormy winds do blow, Aye, and we poor sailors are skipping at the top! And the landlubbers lie down below below below, And the landlubbers lie down below" With his harpoon, Daonil throws all his weight into a hearty, but reckless...

Drat. I hadn't seen that Bless was cast. I wouldn't have inspired if I had noticed that. Daonil attacks Frog 1 with his trident: Crit?, YES! Damage: 7 points (Edit: +2 from music)

Sorry for the delay in responding! Thanks for acting for me Airwalkrr, I appreciate it. I'm loving the maps, BTW! I think that getting the mule, hirelings, and rented armor for them is a great idea, as long as we can trust them to stick with us. I don't know how much work we are expected to...

Mardo cringes in horror as the putrid creature withers in the storm of darkness caused by Kaela's stone. On hearing the warning to run or be killed, Mardo jolts to attention. "Don't gotta tell me twice," Mardo mutters under his breath as he bolts for where he thinks he remembers leaving his...

Mardo gets ready for the doom about to fall his friends. Whether they be tossed aside as the Widowmaker was, or crushed where they stand, he doesn't know. At least from a distance he has a chance with his sling, and perhaps a chance to flee if he is left as the only one standing.

I'm extra excited about Christmas this year because I won't have to travel! That means I can keep up with my PBP games. However, Mardo is in a situation where a horrible dead-looking deity is threatening one of his friends, who looks like she knows what she's doing (awesome work Bobitron!), so...

With concern in his eyes, Daonil responds, "You lot talk like you've never seen a head bashed in or a throat slit. I've seen mast and sail burning above my head and my friends bleedin' to death in the ropes next to me. It's something I don't want to see again - if it can be avoided. Some...