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Gregor nods at the halfling's statement and makes his way to the costable's office. After a brief knock, he enters.

Once outside, Gregor smiles again. "Goblin bandits, eh?" he says as he turns to look at Eivan. "More smallfolk to mess with! I'm giddy already!" He starts walking briskly towards the town gate, but turns back after a dozen steps. "Where is this citadel anyway? I guess i'll ask around." Grethor...

I think he meant more along the lines of: Arctic, Gold, Grey, Shield, Urdunnir, or Wild. As for myself, i will go with a Wood Elf Duskblade instead of the Warmage i posted about earlier. Both classes are new to me, but im drawn more to the duskblade. ***EDIT: Oh wait, no PHB II right?***

I am interested as well. I would like to play a warmage, sort of the magical arm of the militia. Race and such aren`t decided yet.

Gregor nods in approval. "I can only speak for myself at this time, but i accept your offer." That said, he glances at the others with curiosity.

Gregor clasps his hand over his face in a gesture of hopeless embarassment. "Kord, give me the strength to not strangle her." he begins. "My apologies, my lady, for the general lack of respect and common courtesy that a certain halfling lass, whom you will become aquainted with momentarily, has...

Gregor nods to the woman. "I am Gregor, battle-priest of Kord. I've come to Oakhurst in response to a call to arms that you sent out. I would like the specifics, if you please, before i go forth and gather a worthy group to carry out your will."

Gregor walks up to the door and knocks. To whom ever answers, he explains his reason for comming and asks to be brought before the person responsible for the request for aid.

Gregor eats his breakfast in silence. Upon completion of his meal, he says: "I'm heading over to the Hucrele residence to see what that's all about." He then goes without waiting for a reply.

I think the Rogue is already made.

Gregor retires early after supper.

Okie Dokie, thr Rogue it is. :)

"Sure, why not?" says Gregor. Shifting his gaze to Krindorf, he says: "if you get caught, i don't know you." Gregor takes his bath in the 2nd group, so he doesn't have to wait on anyone for supper.

4gp removed Once Gregor reaches the others, he informs them of the arrangements. "I'm so happy to be off the dirt road, first night is my treat. Do let's try not to get too drunk before taking a bath, we wouldnt want anyone drowning in the tub, would we?"

Assuming the others are in a hurry to get drunk, Gregor heads straight down the hallway towards the desk, taking a huge bite out of one of his newly aquired juicy red apples. "Inkeep! Four rooms please, soft beds if available, long road behind us and our muscles could use luxurious feather...

Gregor retreats from the vexed constable and heads towards town. He looks for a fruit vendor's stall or something simillar before finding the tavern. He will ask the merchant for directions to the Hucrele estate, compound, mansion, or whatever, after buying a few fruits, and will tip 1sp for...

Is there a range specialist available, other than the Rogue?

Same as HM here, i know Shadowrun very well, 2nd edition. D20 Modern is something of a mystery for me though.

Gregor marches after the woman, his smile gone. As he passes next to the halfling, he says under his breath: "Thank you Brunhilde, that was most helpful." Adressing the half-elf, he says: "I appologize for my little companion, i dont think she's used to polite company. Fact is, i myself have...

"it's no trouble at all" says Gregor approaching the woman. "We needed the exercise. One would think one would get attacked out in the wilds more often, but no such luck. Odd that it had to happen here, right at your gates." He offers his hand to her. "My name is Gregor, battle-priest of Kord...