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Zass'sk *Zass'sk tosses the limp little dragon to Zykovian.* "Do what you want with it. I'm still on duty," the hulking lizardman says and resumes his position next to the chests.

Durg Durg is glad to see Semabin join the group of adventurers. "Durg is honored to share more time traveling with Semabin." The half-orc notices the Sairundani warrior is wearing a new armor. "I see you bought new armor."

Baril Yes, yes, keep talking to it, numbskulls. Just what I need. Baril sneaks next to the wall trying to stay out of the giant's sight. When he reaches the wall, his form blends perfectly to match the color of the wall. With the aid of his Cloak of Arachnida, the intrepid rogue starts...

Tiana *Tiana smiles to Harry as he helps her from the water.* "Crazier than you?" She asks with sweet voice and her smile broadens. This should be interesting.

Amira Amira will wait, unless the others can think of a better idea.

Baril Baril's first reaction as he sees the giant figure standing up is to activate his Ring of Chameleon power. The gypsy blends into the surroundings and looks for a good spot to hide from the giant (Hide +36). He observes the conversation between the giant and other party memebers with great...

Baril Baril just smirks as he listens the others exchange another round of pleasantries. Hah! Half of those numbskulls don't even seem to realize, what is at hand here. But I agree with not wanting to run like a dog with tail between my legs. We would face our enemies sooner or later in any...

Amira Amira strolls around the room impatiently. "What's taking them so long? This is no way to treat a princess!"

Durg, half-orc monk 1 Durg doesn't waste time following Cas outside. He's already bored of just sitting in the Red Dragon drinking ale. He patiently waits for the other adventurers to join them outside, but is eager to get going as well.

Durg Durg looks at the elven woman with curiosity. "Does Durg smell, pretty one?" He sniffs his skin, which stills smells of soap, because he had just taken a bath in wizard Harnfal's estate before returning from his earlier adventure. "Yes, Durg still smell strange. No wonder pretty lady...

Amira "I know the spell you speak of, but it is beyond my ability to cast," she tells Jagra. Amira senses the growing discomfort in Al-Khazad. "I don't like this, either. I still advice, that we go inside as requested. There's no reason to worry, ...yet."

Durg, half-orc monk 1 "Stolen gem?" he says to Semabin. Then he looks at Deos, "Not stolen? Is it stolen or not, you two confuse me!" "Hey kid, Durg will go to shop and help finding stolen-or-maybe-not-stolen gem," the half-orc says looking down to the kid's face. "Me not have nothing else...

Durg - half-orc monk 1 A large half-orc wearing tattered gray clothes stepped out from the same portal, that Cailean used to re-enter the Red Dragon Inn. The gruff figure seemed to be buried in his thoughts and sat down near the bar counter. "Me Durg. Me back from North," he grunts casting...

Tiana *Tiana sweeps a wet flock of black hair from her eyes.* "Harry! There you are...," she notices the the other man and the resemblance between him and Harry, "Oh, you must be daddy-Rackham. Pleased to meet you. I'm Tiana."

Amira Amira looks at Menghil, then Al-Khazad as Akeeta flees to the jungle. "Maybe it's better this way. For the sake of both parties." "See that falcon symbol? It's obvious the giant bird means a lot to this community," she adds when the old cyclops and his guards approach them.

Baril Baril walks closer, but makes sure he is at least some steps behind the rest of the party. As they get closer to the fortified city he looks up to the tops of walls and tries to identify, who or what is moving up there. (Spot +15)

Zass'sk *Zass'sk looks at first Zykovian and then Alyshia with blank face.* "Not dead, just sleeping," he clarifies. "It was snooping the chests. Can't say, if it was intentional spying. Could've been just foolish curiosity."

Illira, 26/58 hp, AC 25, Fort +8, Ref +6, Will +7 Illira hobbles as the bolt pierces her armor. The sharp pain almost makes her drop the sword, but gritting her teeth she looks up again. The glow in her eyes intensifies as she stares at the guards. "You will pay for that," she hisses pressing...

Baril Warnings, words of mystery... This will be more challenging, than I thought. Too much? Never. Baril pulls the hood of his cloak over head. "Hah! So much for godly advice. We must solve this ourselves, there is no other way." The gypsy walks after the others towards the town looming...