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OOC: I am interested. I needed to make some changes to my character. I just resubmitted my character, so if he gets approved before you leave. Rafeek, the goblin fighter will be interested. Also, I can currently get to invisible castle, but they block and unblock sites on our proxy everynight...

OOC: Donnanarr Soranath, Fighter(Master Craftsman/Eventually Artificer) I currently can't get to Invisible Castle, due to our Proxy server(i'm in Iraq), so the DM would have to roll for me until January. I'm up for any type of adventure.

Donnanarr looks to the human that moved away and then to the one who spoke. "Sorry, didn't mean to be so jumpy. Names Donnanarr, it's been a long trip and I'm a bit overwhelmed by the city and all its people."

Donnanarr looks up at the half-drunk elf a little startled and instinctively puts his hand on the warhammer shoved in his belt. Realizing that the elf has had a little too much to drink he relaxes and comments, "Always heard that you elfies can't hold your spirits, maybe you should get some...

A burly dwarf with the well muscled arms of working the forge marches into the bar. He wears a pack and steel shield slung across his back and wears set of fairly worn travelers clothes. He looks up at the other patrons and gives them a slight nod, before setting off for the corner of the bar...

Rafeek, Goblin Fighter Name: Rafeek Class: Fighter Starting Level: 1 Race: Goblin Region of Origin: Droaam Size: Small Gender: Male Alignment: NG Action Points: 5 Deity: Onatar Str: 14 +2 (10p.) Level: 1 XP: 0 Dex: 16 +3 (06p.) BAB: +1 HP: 12 (1d10+2) Con: 16 +3 (06p.) Grapple: -1 Craft...

Drakor stands ready waiting for the Mantis to come down and attack. He takes a defensive stance with his axe ready and shield blocking.

Drakor brings his shield to bear. Preparing to defend himself and the others from the Mantis. “Everyone stay back.”

Drakor attempts to speak to the creatures in Undercommon, "Hey there little guy, we're not here to hurt you."

Drakor turns around to speak to Bjorn, "Theres some little creature up ahead at the entrance to the mine."

Drakor notices the creature after Jalban points him out. Speaking in Dwarven, “We won’t hurt you. We are just weary travelers looking for some lost friends.”

Drakor takes up a position in the front of the party just behind Jalban.

Drakor walks to the edge of the campsite to begin his watch.

Drakor nods to Bjorn “I agree we should rest, but only for as long as is needed. I’ll take the first watch.”

Drakor moves to take a position in the front of the group. “Lead away Jalban”

Drakor nods to Lif “Lead away”

Drakor moves to stand beside Lif, dark blood dripping from his axe and splattered across his shield. “I don’t know what that foul being just said, but we probably haven’t much time. I wish to go with Lif and help my kin. What the rest of ye do is up to yourselves.”

Drakor quickly turns to attack the spider nearest him. He brings his axe smashing down into the spider.

Telas fires again at the dragon with his hand crossbow and prepares to fire again.

Drakor knocks the spiders attack away with his shield, and brings his axe up preparing to swing.