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Eldran Hawkshand Eldran raises his eyebrows at Johann's pronouncement. "Very well, then. I will see those of you still up at the evening meal." He then strides out, planning to get some supplies before dinner.

Girion Valtar Girion grins again. "Actually, I was just passing through. Our good magician here had just approached me with his idea when you entered. But if you need help in your task, know that you may count on me. "

Girion Valtar Girion shakes the half-elf's hand and gives a respectful nod. "Well met, good priest. I am Girion Valtar." He puffs on his pipe and lowers his voice a bit. "I am a ranger from Urnst... not something I necessarily hide, but these common folk don't always know what to make of...

Appropriate, that a prince of a fellow lives in a principality ;)

"Thank you, my friend." Roderic instantly feels better as the divine magic heals his wounds. "We must study this place carefully... why would these effigies of good deities be here?" Sent from my iPad using Tapatalk HD

((actually, we're all pretty beat up. See post #786)) Sent from my iPad using Tapatalk HD

Roderic Asturien Roderic nods grimly as he turns to his friends. "Things will probably get worse as we move onward. Is anyone sorely hurt?"

Roderic Asturien The young paladin steps forth, reaching out with his preternatural senses to see if the temple is imbued with evil.

Girion Valtar Girion looks up at the newcomer as he sips his ale once more. Recognizing the livery on the young man's tunic, he speaks in his low voice to Theron. "That man openly wears the symbol of Ehlonna, Lady of the Forests. Likely one of her faithful, mayhap even a priest." He takes...

Borhald Threndor The burly ranger moves around one of the crates, trying to get some cover from the approaching foes. He will gladly fight them, but in his own terms! Stealth: 1d20+5 → [19,5] = (24)

Eldran Hawkshand Eldran looks around and picks a bed, and places his bow and quiver on it. "As there seems to be no secrecy needed on our part, we can use the main roads to travel to Mitrik. I suggest we each take at least a week's rations, and a brace of extra water-skins. We will probably...

Scott: Sorry, just to clarify. The the 4 of us are in a warehouse with: a- 3 bugbears? b- a bugbear and 3 half-ogres? or c- 3 half-ogres and the bugbear is nowhere to be seen? thanks?

Guys!!! Game's up in the IC thread!! Let's go!! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

Alarion of Tovarre Alarion looks to his fellow constables. "I don't suppose any of you knows the commander, either... This shall be... interesting."

Leif, what time of day is it? Just to know if we have time to set out (in which case Eldran will be in a hurry) or if it is night time and we dont set out till morning.

Alarion of Tovarre Alarion shakes his head. "And this Henrietta is, of course, the Commander's daughter whom you 'never touched'?"

Girion Valtar Girion's eyes narrow slightly at the sorceror's words, and looks around to see if anyone is listening to their conversation. He takes a pull from his cup before speaking, and keeps his voice low, though still friendly. "One must be careful when discussing business in a place...

Eldran Hawkshand Eldran nods, as if he had expected to hear of such a calamity. "That is dire news indeed, holy father. Please tell us how we may be of help in stopping this."

Eldran Hawkshand "Whatever it is, it will no doubt be righteous. Despite any faults they may have, the Velunese are in general staunch foes of evil... of The Enemy..." As he mentions this enemy, the ranger's grey eyes turn cold, and he unconsciously glances northward.

Alarion sighs. "And who, if I may ask, is this damsel you so... gallantly... rescued?"