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Ah, alright. Thanks for the clarification. Ashurn looks on as Penton go towards the house from the left, he thinks for a bit before moving as carefully as possible towards the right of the house while keeping an eye out for any movement. mips42, do you mind if you could help me roll stealth...

Are the yellowish square plots of land wheat?

One last question here. For access to spell list, which is taken into account; class or character level for a multiclass caster.

Thank you. Guess I will have some rethinking to do then. :)

Just a question with regards to a multiclassed character, namely Cleric 1/Warlock 1. From what I understand from reading the PHB, I get to have two 1st level spell slots for the 1 level in cleric and then a spell slot with spell level 1, from the one level in warlock. Am I correct so far? What...

Oh no no no, I'm following Heron. :p

[FONT=Verdana] Hearing what Penton said and seeing Heron's action, Ashurn disembarked the cart and with a nod of his head towards Penton, followed Heron with the greatsword in hand, heading towards the right side of the house.

Ashurn awaits the rest of the party to get on the cart before hopping on to it, still facing the old man with the bow. Just in case the old man decided to try and put another arrow into Penton.

"Okay, I do not make the most subtle presence so I would rather stay behind. But if anything happens, for better or worse, I will do my best to go to your aid.", said Ashurn as he crouches down and tries his best to hide behind the tall wheat. To GM: Ashurn would try his best to hide behind...

"Looks too quiet.", says Ashurn as he dismount from the cart. "Let me go take a look?" With the greatsword in his hand, he waits patiently for the rest to decide on what to do.

After hearing what Bree had to say, Ashurn hops onto the cart. But not without grabbing a warm roll and stuffing it into his mouth.

Ashurn walks to the side of Bree as the farmer and his family walks away, "Well, that went well enough. I thought there would be more crying and screaming."

Ashurn leaped off the cart, leaving his backpack in it, and shoulders his greatsword as he walks beside Heron. "Need my sword arm? Please just do not expect me to lend you my brains.", said Ashurn with a grin on his face.

Sure thing. :)

"Greetings, I'm Greyrat. Ashurn Greyrat. Just a...(fugitive?)...an adventurer. Just travelling from place to place, learning about things I would never have know if I've stayed in my village.", as Ashurn introduced himself with a slight bow. Since there's a cart for us, Ashurn would be leaving...

I'll assume Ashurn got up early and waited for the rest and went with them to the Townmaster. Also, just some information on Ashurn's way of handling himself. He have the backpack on his back but the knots are tied in such a way that a slight tug will unravel them and drop the backpack off his...

"Well, see you all tomorrw morning in the tavern then.", says Ashurn as he turns and leaves the mansion, headed towards the marketplace. He purchased for some dried food for the journey ahead, then he headed back to his room in The Rusty Hen. He spent some time sharpening his greatsword with a...

Oh, don't worry about that. It's just something I added myself to add some content into the game. It will still depend on the GM to use it or not. :D

Upon hearing what Townmaster Evendur had said, Ashurn promptly replied loudly, "I'll be honored to be of service as a defender of the weak and the innocent!". Perception check?

"If we're planning to send reinforcements to Crown Point, I'll volunteer to be part of the militia.", says Ashurn, thinking of a reason to get out of the town before the Duke arrives. Just in case news of his escape has reached the Duke's ears.