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Sorry. Still kinda waiting on a DM ruling on my question about whether my Daily is in or out... ? Will post an action later today (European time)

"What choice do we have?" Benedict growls from beneath his helmet's visor. "The way back is cut and only one way leads ahead.. and nothing but a burnt and torn book to make sense of it, if we happen to live." Strange sounds that could be laughter eminate from the steel-shrouded Half-elf. "Who...

Also, I would also add that you could.. in theory.. always add stuff later, while it'll be much harder to cut it out again. So why not start core-only, and when you do have a lively and stable base of players and DMs who played themselves out on the core choices and are getting ready to retire...

"Ever is thy presence a joy, Cyrial" Mordras exclaims with obvious relief as vitality again surges through his slender frame. spending a healing surge of 6 + Healing surge bonus thanks to Cyrial's healing (1d6+2=8) for a total of 14 (only 11 needed to be fully healed) Hit points : 26 of 26...

I would vote against using material from PHB 2, etc.., for the reasons outlined above. PHB, and thats it. I know thats a choice that wont be popular (no Druids??? no Bards??) but I think it would suit the concept best.

"We are now on our own; in places savaged by the dark that has fallen upon the world." Benedict remarks quietly as he puts on his helmet. Did Benedict manage to get hold of the book during the escape?

Coming up behind the group in heavy steps, the steel-clad Half-elf slams open the door and out into the beyond with barely slowing his stride. "Time will wait on no man! Lets move.."

PHB & original L4W stuff only IMO. Already it is a hassle for DMs to keep ahead of different powers, paths and races published in DDI.. add another year of freebies, books, magazines, etc.., and noone in his right mind will be willing to DM, let alone do administrative things like judge or...

As the vicious Drake stops moving, Bheazir takes note of his wound for the first time. "There must be another beast around here. One with a knife. Everyone beware!"

"That most definitly was a Hunter's joke to much. And as I've wanted to report, the sentries at the North-western.. arrgh" Benedict curses under his breath reels sideways as eldritch flames flicker past him. "The book? What book? Whats the book got to do with the Spiders...?" More surprised...

"Tanya awara - that hurt!" Flinching from pain at the bite of the Bird, just as he evades the Hobgoblin's strike, Mordras spins around and lashes at the new assailant, hopeing to catch the Bird by surprise. With his small blade finding only air and finding himself embattled by two foes, the...

Benedict arrives at last... Again the door flies open and Benedict strides into the increasingly crowded room. Clad in badly scratched armour, helmet under his arm, sweat and grime clinging to face and hair the Half-elf might just have walked in from a battle. "I am the last Nolan? It appears...

As the creatures assault, Imrahil reacts with the fluid and deathly Eladrin grace. Initiative Imrahil (1d20+4=20)

Khoros takes aside his old warforged partner, whispering to Titan and anyone else standing well out of earshot as Siranina talks to Delphina. "There were no marks from the ropes on her wrists. Nor signs of any mistreatment. There is something wrong about this. A lone women out here, treated...

Hi.. I think the 11 damage my armour daily dealt against #1 in the surprise round are not yet accounted for.

Made a long post and it was lost. Enworld is painfully slow and buggy to me all day. Its my second try to post this note and it takes me nearly 15 minutes to get to the page. I'll try to update first thing tomorrow. Sorry for the delay.

Amin nauva auta yeste'² Mordras whispers as darts forward with lightning speed and grim determination, running up towards the ruins before cutting a cross-angle and striking the Hobgoblin with the small carving knife. I will strike/deliver the first blow. :1: The Hobgoblin is on M13 in...

As he walks up behind Delphina back to the road and his companions, Khoros waggles his head in a strange fashion, rolling wildly with his eyes at the Questions of Dalarian and Delia. Than tapping his fingers alternatingly to his wrists and his lips, those awkward geatures of the Half-orc might...

"Flower.. ? uh.. I .. well, I mean my name is Khoros." Kneeling down next to Delphina and unsheathing a small working knife, Khoros taps the embroidered Dragonhouse emblem on his hide armour, leaving a smear of kobold blood on the faded Dragonne crest. "Khoros of House Tarashk." Shaking his...

"Did you hear the crying." Khoros drops the Dragonscale he had studied inconclusively into the blood-specked grass. Turning slowly clockwise the Half-orc tries pinpoint the direction. "I think.. I think it is coming from... from somewhere over there!" Hardly waiting for a confirmation, Khoros...