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Leif's "County of Urnst" Greyhawk Gamma Game [AD&D 1E] [ IC 01] Giron's eyes narrow in suspicion as he smoothly readies his long bow. He speaks in a low tone, as one used to fighting in the woodlands. "Be wary, friends. Looks like a good place for an ambuscade... but he may truly need help."

Leif's Questing Knights, Veluna, Greyhawk, L10 Pfdr -- IC 01 [Full] Eldran listens thoughtfully to his companions' theorizing as he leads the way to Mitrik. Sent from my iPad using Tapatalk HD

Roderic keeps pace with Rosalia while he smiles at the banter from his friends. He does not get in her way, but stays but stays close enough to protect her should trouble arise.

Roderic Asturien Roderic follows Tuk through the door, sword and shield at the ready.

Eldran Hawkshand Eldran rides at the front of the group, shield slung on his back, but his hand never far from the lance at his right stirrup. He knows these lands well enough, and though they seem peaceful, his keen eyes keep scanning the road ahead... and his hawk wings over the group...

There is always good old invisible castle :)

Leif's "County of Urnst" Greyhawk Gamma Game [AD&D 1E] [ IC 01] Girion smiles. "Let us see where we can procure some steeds, then."

Roderic Asturien "This portal is locked. Could you please examine it, maid Rosalia?" As he speaks, he moves to study the northern door.

I'm actually a member, as a Giant in the playground Iron Heroes game I was in moved there. My handle is... Helfdan :)

Roderic examines the door. Is it locked, barred, etc?

Roderic Asturien Roderic checks the side door first.

Roderic Asturien Roderic looks around to make sure no one is hurt, and hears Grok's request. He shakes his head in disbelief. "Grok!" He calls. "Please compose yourself and return! We are not yet done bringing the Light of Pelor into this caves, to burn away the evil within!" He then...

Girion Valtar Girion nods as he slouches comfortably in the saddle, as one used to long trips on horse-back. "Gorash is correct. There is no law north of the Artonsamay. The authorities are all self-proclaimed, really thugs who call themselves warlords. We should try to avoid any groups of...

Roderic Asturien Roderic strikes back at the slimy black creature! 12 to hit, 9 damage

Girion smiles grimly. "I did not forget your talk of humanoids. Those can usually be dispatched with arrows swords, and courage in equal measures. As for the fouler denizens, we'll improvise, and do as we must."

Girion Valtar Girion nods at the warrior-priest's words. "I am ever at the service of the Lady of the Forests. Indeed, as a Ranger of Urnst, it is my duty to see if these portents are true." He turns to his horse, and takes from his saddle-horn a long sword in a plain leathern scabbard...

Leif's "County of Urnst" Greyhawk Gamma Game [AD&D 1E] [ IC 01] Girion frowns, obviously uncomfortable in aiding a lawbreaker, even for something so trivial. He then shrugs, and casually walks down the alley. He circles towards the front of the tavern, meaning to fetch his horse from the post...

Girion catches up to Rosco. "Let me exit first. Perhaps Theron and myself can shield you from the eyes of those who may... confuse you for a miscreant." On reaching the door, he steps out nonchalantly and looks around for any trouble.

Girion Valtar Girion shrugs his mailed shoulders and stands, and quickly dons his backpack and quiver, then takes up his bow. He adjusts his sword-belt, making sure the long-sword at his left hip is at the correct angle. He then hands the ostler payment for his drink. "Thank you, master...

Girion Valtar Girion stands, and also offers a handshake to Rosco. "Actually, it's Valtar," he says with a grin, then turns thoughtful. "I wonder what that recently released man did to earn a day in the stocks..."