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"Keep those shots coming mates! Reload already!," Yimayngurr shouts back at the craftsmen in the tower as he swaps out the longbow for his trusted longspear and hurls it at the hulking zombie. The throw veers wide though, and the half-orc swears under his breath, cursing his "wombat's luck"...

"I don't know dearie," replies Auntie Mab. "I think we ought to knock and at least let them know about poor Mr. Dartanian. With the watch all tied up tracking this awful mess, I doubt anyone's thought to notify next of kin. If it were my son or husband I'd certainly want to know," she adds...

samursus - check out the ooc in this post for the Malenkirk initiative rules. We've been going with a simplified version of this thus far, it basically just gives whoever rolls higher than the baddies a chance to act first, then each round its all the baddies first, followed by the PCs in any...

"Well, follow me then dearies. Come along, now. Don't tarry," Auntie Mab prods and coaxes as she shuffles along toward the Gray residence, moving quite quickly for an old woman, and hardy seeming to need the assistance of her knotty walking stick.

Satisfied that his bad knee was not seriously injured, Crush stands back up after a brief breather and stretches the joint to alleviate its stiffness. Crush spends 2 healing surges to return to full HP. Crush—Male Warforged Warlord 4 Initiative: +4, Passive Perception: 12, Passive Insight: 12...

Following the lead of the Eladrin undead, the party carefully makes their way down the darkened corridor. Moving along the uphill grade, it soon becomes pitch black, and you have very little to guide your steps save the proximity of those in front of you, but taking it slow, you manage to keep...

Actions retconned above.

"Certainly! Right this way dearies," the old woman beckons as she begins to walk toward the Hills district.

"Here come the rotten blighters. Help me stick em, mate!," Yimayngurr, shouts to Captain Cale as he draws nearer to the tower. He motions the deranged officer to open fire on the hulk, as he draws a bead on it himself. Unfamiliar with the longbow however, Yimayngurr's arrow goes wide. But Cale's...

Alright, I'm all caught up in my other threads and ready to continue here. If anyone has given any thought to coordinating a marching order or lightsources for the party and the contingent of undead, please post something to that effect IC. Otherwise, I'll update tomorrow, assuming that you will...

"Well fought indeed friends! A fat lot of good their teleporting treachery will do them now," the warforged scoffs as he sits on a bench, massaging the tender fibrous bundles under his left kneeplate. Back in town and all caught up on the thread now. Thanks for running Crush Metavoid! EDIT...

"Ah, yes. The Grays just bought a house over in the Hills district nought but three years ago. Quite the step up for them in Daunton's high society, as I recall. Hmm... and it should be close to the other murder scene the guardsman mentioned over on High Lane. We can go investigate there after...

Auntie Mab gives a violent start, dislodging Tristram from his perch on her shoulder, as the "spirits" she called out to actually respond. She quickly tries to play off this momentary loss however by entering a (not very convincing) "oracular trance," complete with shaking hands, and her head...

"I reckon I could use one of them potions meself mates. Fighting off them smelly birds has put a hurt in my spear arm, for true," Yimayngurr puts in. "Suppose I could also try me hand with one of these," he says grabbing a longbow and quiver, eying the weapon skeptically and pulling the...

OOC: Hey everyone! Just a quick note to say that I'm back in town, and back on Enworld. Getting back into the flow at work is keeping me a little busy atm, and I'm trying to catch up on the threads I'm playing in, but I'll try to get an update together in the next couple of days.

*Squeak, pfft, pfft, pfft, erk!,* Tristram exclaims as he comes trotting back to his mistress with his prize. "What's that dearie? Oh, you found a treat for yourself, well aren't you clever," Auntie Mab whispers to the rodent, "And, what's that you say? Noises from upstairs? Well, I suppose...

Thanks that would be great if you'd run Crush! Here's a link to his wiki page, which has a combat stat block on it: LEB:PC:Crush (pacdidj) - ENWorld Living Eberron Wiki