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"Don't worry Mr. Etchstone, I'm sure we're all professionals, we'll get this package of yours back before House Sivis even knows it's gone!" Raekz says this while following, trying to reassure his gnome client. Grah, I hate this sticky feeling.

Ter-raen, HP 6/14, AC 18, round 3 Good shield, good shield! Ter-raen, having spent a few moments tangling with the ambusher, senses that his opponent isn't exactly the most skilled of combatants. Though he wants to slice the man apart with his scimitar, his wounds tell him that playing it safe...

"The young lady is right, what can you tell us before we get to the scene? You say you work at the message station? Was the stolen article a package then? Why wasn't House Sivis security able to hold off the robber?" The hobgoblin warrior carries a small collection of weapons on his back and...

Ter-raen, HP 6/14, AC 18 Glad that he's gotten thier attention somewhat, Ter-raen clenches his teeth against the pain of the arrow wound, and closes in with the nearest ambusher. Move: get close to #3, directly north of him. Standard: attack 13, damage 6

Ter-raen, HP 14, AC 18 Danger! An ambush! Ter-raen runs on, determined not to let the party come to harm! As he approaches, he notices a lone ambusher nearest to him, and he aims for that target. Initiative 21. I can't remember the relevant penalties for full run, so the AC value in the...

"Well Mr. Etchstone, if your pay is good, I, Raekz Krusst, professional troubleshooter, am at your service. I do investigations, murders, robberies, escorts, and more. Rat catching included, it seems." Turning back to the dwarf, he apologises with a shrug and open palms at his sides, "Apologies...

Ter-raen watches as both the gnome and the dwarf settle off to sleep. I wonder why spell masters must always sleep so much. My weapons are heavy, but I can do with less sleep. Maybe their spells are heavier, somehow. Maybe I'll ask one of them some day. Maybe the young man knows? Ter-raen takes...

End of another day. Much walking we did, but feet are feeling much better now. Good food is important. Ter-raen muses to himself. With some ale it'd be better. Listening to the dwarf relate his tale and the young man eagerly listening to it, Ter-raen has a tiny moment of self-pity. Young man can...

Ter-raen follows at the back of the party, walking with a slower pace than normal. It's hardly a problem for him, it's been quite a while since he's been on an adventure with other people. Inwardly, he's quite pleased to be with his present company. Funny group of people to go on a wild goose...

Not familiar with the Pathfinder ranger, but for the 3.5 ranger, what I'd really like is to up the spellcasting. Full caster level, and more spells per day (maybe a +2 to the number of spells per day at each current level). With the SpC (not sure if Pathfinder supports this book), the ranger got...

You're right, in general, HotD isn't much of a powerhouse. It's got thematic abilities, but it's only average at best. If you want to be an undead hunter, try going with the DM's class. It makes 'em happy too, that someone took it :cool:

Both have their uses, but Elusive Target just screams more fun in its own TACTICAL FEAT way.

Yay for potential new adventures! And OMG... did I just see "Age of Worms" there?

Ter-raen speaks very little. When he speaks, it's very simple and direct. All of his lengthier lines are almost always in the form of "thought" bubbles.

Ter-raen will just buy 8 more days worth of rations, then proceed to the inn in the morning.

Ter-raen leans over the table and looks at the map for a moment. "Hmm... big swamp."

Ter-raen looks at the newcomer. Gnome healer. He suddenly has this realisation that both the new gnome and the dwarf talk an awful lot. But the gnome speaks clearer. He is quietly amused by this party. "Welcome," he says to the gnome.

Ter-raen, quiet for the period of the story, shifts a little at the back of the room. He agrees that a healer would be very welcome, especially in some swamp. He doesn't want to eat swamp grass to get better! He calculates a bit mentally. 1500 crowns among 4 to 5 people. That should still be...

Something hidden talents. Ter-raen is no longer bothered by the dwarf's speech impediment, now that he can speak properly with the dwarf when needed. He simply chuckles a little at that sentence. "Yes. Please." Ter-raen cheerfully accepts the young man's invitation, a pleasing thought in this...

No, this is a thought bubble.