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Hmm, three weeks with no new posts. Hope we're still playing, but Andrew hasn't even logged on at all since last month. Wonder what's going on . . . :confused:

Glancing over briefly to assure herself that her friend isn't badly injured, Moon's Brand takes aim with another arrow. "Tougher to block without a weapon!" she cries as she releases it towards her foe, a smirk on her face at the Gourgaz's foolish action of throwing away its hand weapon. After...

Moon's Brand knocks another arrow, keeping a close eye on Jesabela in the event that she is hurt worse than she seems. She fires at the Gourgaz yet again.

Cursing her easily deflected shot, Moon's Brand forces the frustration from her mind as she fluidly draws another arrow and fires again, cautious to aim for the Gourgaz's upper body and away from Jesabela. "Block this, fiend!" she mutters through clenched teeth as the arrow whistles towards her...

Okay, I'm back, and . . . hmm, nothing happened yet! Glad I didn't miss anything. Guess everyone's ready to go, but I was the only one who actually rolled my initiative. Was I supposed to leave that for you Andrew? If so, sorry. . . :o Now where's she off to? Moon's Brand thinks as...

"Oh great, minions of Darklord Khatellu," Moon's Brand warns her companions. "Be ready for the worst!" As they avoid the hail of arrows, Moon's Brand strings her bow, readying it for combat. The Gourgaz moves towards them, and the instant it turns its ugly head in their direction she fires...

Meant to ask about this before: Andrew: Would I have any suspicion as to who or what this might have been? My personal guess would be a Cener Druid, but of course Moon's Brand may or may not have learned anything about them. I have Knowledge: History and Knowledge: Darklands if either will...

Moon's Brand blanches, nearly nauseous from the knot that suddenly appeared in her abdomen. "Something is very wrong," she says to her companions, "I can feel it. To the deck everyone, now!" Moon's Brand swallows hard, trying to dissipate the uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach, and...

Moon's Brand, unsure of how the pirate would feel about the Wildlands were to be 'cleaned out' by the joint forces of Durenor, Sommerlund, and what passes for law enforcement in the Wildlands, or about the fact that they are the object of the Darklords' attention, she chooses her words...

Ack! I just realized there was a hidden message here for me months later when I came here to look something up! I thought you were prompting me to post, and never realized that I was supposed to have felt a Mindforce attack and have lost the EP!!!

My, my! Thinks Moon's Brand to herself as she observes Jesabela's coquettish demeanor. Here's a side of her I've never seen. Being a woman--well, almost--there are times when having a way with men could get me out of a tight spot or two. I'll have to watch and learn more. She certainly does...

"Why thank you, Captain," says Moon's Brand, her senses still alert for danger if anything should happen while they are below deck. She will eat, but be very conservative with the wine, drinking it slowly during the meal, and not having more than a glass. "This fine meal is most appreciated!"...

Since today is the first day of spring, I just wanted to share a 'Happy Fehmarn' message to everyone in our game. May your snow melt quickly! :D

"Alright, er, aye, captain!" she replies, turning to head toward the aftcastle (if there is one; if not, the highest point at the rear of the ship). "You wouldn't want me to catch cold back there, would you?" she says, reclaiming her Kai Cloak from Kazan before she does. "You'll all know where...

Moon's Brand forces a smile for Jesabela. Me, a pirate? That'll be the day! she thinks to herself. Probably meant it as a compliment, though. I guess I should take it as one. Her smile becomes more genuine, and the Captain shares his plan. "I'm ready to go, I've already had enough of this...

"Aye, I'm inclined to agree with that," Moon's Brand concurs, her senses alert for danger. "Still, I wonder if there'd not be any way of leaving even sooner perhaps. Obviously, the guard will only be out for awhile, and when he starts banging around someone'll probably show up to shut him up...

"Here," Moon's Brand says, handing Captain Kazan her cloak. "This'll help keep you covered up and less conspicuous on our way to the ship. I'll need it back later, of course." I'll probably regret this. she thinks to herself as they walk. "Now, what can we do about rounding up your mates?"...

Hey, what's going on? Nothing new in a week and a half. . . Andrew, are you waiting for someone specific to post?

Moon's Brand momentarily weighs the situation in her head. We need to reach Durenor, at all costs. If we free the captain, likely he'll take us for free, and seeing as we don't exactly have much money this would be helpful. In this lawless land, who knows what the charges are, and death seems...

"Lead the way, Skimmer. You know your captain's face better than we do," Moon's Brand says softly as she follows him into the hall, who remains alert and probing with her Sixth Sense. "Let's get him out of sight, in case we have to make a quick run for it from here. Is there an empty cell we...