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Help with spells, anyone? Max looks for the others to offer help. I think I am more of a novice than most if not all of you. Without as much to contribute by way of spells, I have saved up a little coin to contribute to spell components if it will help in any way.

Finding that they are alone again, and having listened to Cappizio's and Xavier's concerns about the commission, Max proposes, I think the Keep and the commission are more than we might want to take on, but perhaps we should each make the choice for ouselves. Not that I would want to break up...

I recall (but can't get to source material right now) that magic armor and weapons must be of high-quality workmanship and concomitant price. I would think the same would go for horns, etc. Unless you want your character to be a jack-of-all-trades, I would assume you would start by finding...

Strange, Kerlan. Are you reading my mind? Really, are you?

Says Max, No one has come forward with an idea of how much gold to ask for, so I think we should consult with the Lord on the gold part. Since we all seem to agree that we want the Hobgoblins' treasure and a place in which to set up a lab, I say we ask for them, and then maybe ask the Lord if...

Max waits until the Lord has left the room, and then confers with his colleagues: I think that if we are to, as Crus put it, establish this town as our base of operation in Quail Valley, we ought to be careful not to deplete the town coffers much. The main thing I would like to ask for is the...

Knowledge (Dungeoneeing) re: Hobgoblins (1d20+4=9) Knowledge (Nature) (1d20+4=18) architecture/engineering (in case knowledge of the manner of building the tower will help) (1d20+4=23) Gee, I sure hope these hobgoblins are above ground!

Max remains attentive, but quiet. He rises with the others to go.

Hippo Birdie, Kerlan!!

I updated RG with our XP in the same Reply that has our treasure.

I don't think Old Number Seven has quite disappeared from the school legends, but rather has become a kind of a proverb to warn overconfident students. I didn't even know it referred to Professor Claret! chuckles Max.

Max takes his time with the meal. While he eats he waits for a sign from Crus that it is time to get down to business. Meanwhile, perhaps a few amusing anecdotes will enliven the mood. This reminds me of a lovely dinner I enjoyed with some fellow travellers at the estate of Baron von...

My home is Morris Plains, NJ, but thank you for thinking of me for across-the-table.

OOC: Ok, so mysterious cosmic forces for evil are not drawing 4 41-yr-old D&D geeks together for the month of August ;). I'm glad to know a little history about the group. My apologies to the DM for over-estimating his age :).

Max is quietly consuming porridge and listening. ooc: what are the odds that three of us are 41 years old. Do I hear four?

Max is pretty pooped himself for some inexplicable reason, but he looks forward to asking the Happy Sausage some questions tomorrow morning.

Max looks whistfully at the few stars already shining, and shrugs his shoulders. At least sleeping indoors is safe, he muses.

Thank you for the reminder. RG is updated.

Max smiles and nods in agreement with Kerlan. Thank you very much, constable. And thank you, Kerlan. You have put things into perspective for me.

Max can see that Capizzio and Tylara know how to live. He'll have what they're having, and once we are full, bathed and refreshed, let's see the constable.