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Lyllie steps to the side, trying not to get caught under anyone's sword. Perception, just to see what there is to see: [roll0]

I got a sneak peek at Xanathar. No fighter items really scream at me from there, so I'll be updating Hexiros into a Battle Master probably by the end of the day. -IG

Hexiros chuckles at Emmyr, and slaps a clawed hand on his shoulder. "Yes! Our dwarven friend was the hero of the day for sure!" he lies. "So, what next? Adventure awaits!" http://i68.tinypic.com/2qx0ok0.jpg AC: 16; HP: 24/24 Initiative: -1 Saves: STR +5, CON +4 Passive Perception: 11...

Carolina looks at the bars and at the group of larger-than-a-halfling folk around her. It doesn't take a sage to see what's coming, she thinks.

Halo takes the envelope gently from the corpse's fingers and breaks the seal. The pulls out the paper from within and reads it aloud to those present.

Hexiros is not updated, as I'm being super lazy at the moment. :)

Lyllie flinches when Harfik touches her shoulder. Had he noticed? She wonders if she'll ever get used to the feeling of the touch of another; she'd spent so much time alone the idea of even the mildest of acquaintances was foreign to her. She brushed the feelings aside and focused on the...

Halo winces. "I don't think he's in any position to answer ya," she says quietly.

I like it.

Hexiros tries to blink away the confusion, to no avail. The only thing that makes any sense to him is collecting some wood, and so that's what he does, assisting Templeton in loading up Gwylla's magical disk. He does manage to his opinion in briefly into the conversation, though. "Riches are...

Hrm.. sorry I was a bit late to the party on that one. All caught up in the IC!

"No, you haven't," Halo said. Her face had turned ghostly white, and her voice all but a whisper. "Hold your daddy tight, dear, and don't let him go." "It's real," she continued. "Though I pray that it wasn't. As a child there was an old mystic in my homeland. She used to tell tales of a land...

Lyllie waits for an opening in the conversation and then relays what she's seen to the others.

Lyllie sits on a nearby rock as Poe takes flight and circles the cavern and it's adjacent corridors. Lyllie sees through his eyes, and is largely oblivious to the conversation happening right next to her. Instead, she's taking note of the layout of the canvernous complex, and possibly any...

Lost and unaware of what else to do, Halo follows the big man down the road. Whatever is going on here, it seems evident that they should stay together.

I like stories. Stories are good. I'm still having a bit of trouble finding Hexiros's voice, if you will, but when it comes to me I'm sure he'll be more talkative. -IG

Carolina looks at the eagle in front of her; it truly is a beautiful creature, though it's giant size is a bit taxing for the halfling. "A little help?" she asks of anyone still on the ground.

"The dark wha..?" Halorafin tried to ask before being booted out on her arse like so many a drunken night in the cavernous alehouses of her under-mountain homeland. She had no idea what drew her to the gypsy's tent anyway, just some strange, persistent nagging in the back of her mind beckoning...

Excellent first post! Can't wait to get started. Now, I have a silly logistics thing to ponder about. So we're at a festival. We'll assume Halo was there trying to sell her wares for her clan, since that's what she does. For a sense of realism, I'd assume she's probably not wearing full...

Also, I forgot to clarify Halo's language choice of Elven-- I figured since she's a dwarven clan crafter, it'd make Elven would make sense for trade purposes. I suppose I could change it to Celestial so she can add that special cleric-y touch to her crafted items.. but it's whatever. -IG