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"I, for one, would be more than willing to get a bit wet for the promise of a warm soft bed and a good carafe of elven wine. If you're all willing, i say we set out immediately. It sounds as though the storm has broken."

Eskard rises and waits while the group makes their plans for the day. Unless assigned to some specific task, he takes to the forest in search of food. Sheet should be up to date, no big changes obviously.

Eskard jumps to his feat and smiles a large, dumb smile, clearly glad to be going somewhere. "I dream too. Not of being invisible though. Just about killing ...." he says to no one in particular.

K.... so... um.... First, we need to know whether Erdolliel can shop tonight. If she can't, it's a freaking moot point and we're going to the mine office. Since she would be either leading us directly to the mine office or abandoning us to our whims while we waited for her to finish, it seems...

"I think that's what people generally do. Adventuring people I mean. Who find things. We'll need the services of a mage, to identify it. Alternatively, if we plan on finding more things we could invest in a scroll that could allow me to identify things indefinitely. With the necessary...

Moving the rest of the way to his companions, Kote says "Good show. That flail doesn't need to be magic to work well. I'm glad. Let's keep moving, this room is especially creepy."

I'm pretty sure we're following the girl to the mine office. If not, Eskard will grab an open spot of ground outside the church and wait for some direction.

"Gah. Of COURSE there would be SOMETHING!" Kote shouts in frustration, before moving into the hallway to assess. Essentially just looking to move far enough that i can see what's going on. And that'll be all for now.

I vote we change the rules to read as such: You can create any wondrous item whose prerequisites you meet. Enchanting a wondrous item takes one casting of every required spell for every 1,000 gp in its price, and a minimum of one day. To enchant a wondrous item, you must spend 1/25 of the...

Eskard droops his head and plods after the exiting cleric.

um YOU took the feat m_n. and assuming you understood the rules when you did so, you either accepted them or passed up the glaringly obvious opportunity to reach some conclusion with Di at THAT time...... it seems to me that you must have taken the feat EXPECTING the rules to be overhauled to...

As his companions move down the hall, Kote pauses a moment, awaiting some sound of disaster, before poking his head into the hallway and following them. "One can never be too careful." he says ominously.

I certainly agree with Di's last post. That when the situation fits, you can take the time. But.... it's stupid for a dm to be put in a position where his players make him decide between simply pausing a storyline that's already in motion or modifying it on the fly to fit his players random...

Looking entirely confused Eskard asks "I thought we are going to the Free City.". Shaking his head, he continues "I already gave all my gold. Aren't we going to go sell the things we took? To buy other things? Like a bigger sword." He grins stupidly and begins honing his sword's edge as the...

Poking his head around the corner, and peering down the hallway, Kote steps back from the 'line' of the hallway and looks nervously at his companions. "Ah.... yes, those would appear to be.... unsavory. Perhaps we should be extra careful." Peering back around the corner, he pulls back...

Well... i have a job too... and that sorta requires doing stuff... then i went straight to do social-y things with real live people... and... now i'm posting. Kote rouses himself and gathers his things together... Shaking his head at Angrod, he notes "I have no idea son, but i don't remember...

Eskard stares dumbfounded at his newly awakened companion. After the discussion dies down, he shrugs. "Hi lady. You missed a good fight."

Staring knowingly at the exchange between his companions, Kote waits a moment before speaking. "Well friends, another night in this strange place. And the longest storm in my short memory.... Hmm. I can take a watch as well, if that's helpful." He then makes himself comfortable, pulls out his...

Eskard readies his sword at the sound of the voice, and looks around suspiciously as the others talk. As the dwarf begins to run, Eskard points and laughs quitely too loudly. He hoists one of the bodies they're transporting and waits for the others to depart as well, following in suit.

Eskard kicks the body of the foe nearest him and shakes his head. "He isn't very useful."