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When he sees that the man is out of danger, Tarkus stands and turns to the remaining tribesman. "Does anyone have a dagger I can borrow?" he mutters to his companions. "I'm forbidden to shed blood, but that doesn't apply to my own..." Once he's obtained a dagger, and placed it in his belt, he...

7 Rabbit shrugs his expansive shoulders and shakes his head, but says nothing. He keeps an eye on the other patrons to see their reactions. I'll be out of town on vacation until the middle of next week. Please NPC me until I get back.

Authiel's arrow bites deep into the troll's hide. A well aimed shot! I totally forgot - a Great Success is useful for more than just called shots. (Knew I was missing something.) If you get a Great Success, you do the Endurance damage of your weapon, PLUS your personal Damage rating...

Before leaving, 7 Rabbit has some more questions for Raydo. "Can you think of any other rivals Vilk had in his youth, who might still have descendents here? In fact, it would be helpful if you can tell us anything else at all about Vilk's history. And his star sign." To Eloan, he says, "These...

OOC: this may be getting too much for the sneaky team to handle by themselves. The wolfsbane-gathering team could take over some of the targets from them, maybe?

Heroes of the Feywild? Wow, no wonder I couldn't find it - I don't have anything that recent. Before we left Daunton, I bought 21 sprigs of wolfsbane - enough for us to carry 3 each - for a cost of 105 gp. If that many are available.)

Voda Vosa: You already spent your last turn out of actions. Authiel shot it again and Riggins attacked it, then it attacked Riggins but missed because Hobnob defended him. Now we're on turn 3 and only Authiel has acted.

Petition. If you hadn't pointed it out, I probably wouldn't have noticed, but now that you did you can't just ignore the rules without getting permission. (That'll teach you to open your mouth...) (I'm not a judge anymore, though, so this is just my opinion.)

16 exactly hits your target number (12 for rearward + parry 4), so you do 5 more damage.

"What was that? Can anyone still feel its presence? Cyr, you have insight into these things - can you tell what that was?" Tarkus barks. But, his first focus is on saving the wounded, and so he continues to kneel beside the man, whispering prayers, instead of looking for the unseen threat...

Tarkus immediately stoops to minister to the fallen tribesman, praying that the fit has not taken his life. Trying to get him conscious again so he can continue to answer questions. I'll use Healing Word or Healer's Mercy if possible/necessary.

"Here you go. Be careful with it - I had a hellish time finding it." Ok, maybe I'm blind or something, but does Wolfsbane actually exist in 4E? I'm trying to look up the price so I can buy some, and I can't find it anywhere.

Oh, heh. Yeah, I skimmed.

Good opening for me to introduce a new rule! Now that we've made a couple of attacks and know how they work, I think we can handle that. Called Shots Before you roll your attack you can say you're trying for a "called shot". (For example, trying to poke the enemy in the eye...) For a called...

In my opinion, there's no need to have general rules for everything people might want to do. If you want to change class, just make a proposal "let Prime change class". It's been done before. The judge's don't have to think about possible consequences nearly as hard for a one-time ruling like...

Riggins darts forward recklessly and stabs his sword into the trollwife's foot. She screeches and dances up and down - at first Riggins thinks it is out of pain, but when it stomps its way towards him he realizes it is trying to squash him! He backpedals, but his furry feet are tangled up in...

"I have wolfsbane," 7 Rabbit interjects helpfully. "Probably not enough, though." Back from vacation. Lots of stuff to catch up on - will post my shopping list tomorrow. Wolfsbane was definitely on it, though.

There is a creaking sound from the far side of the room as Ironheart pushes himself away from the wall. "Wood... chopped?" The tree shambles towards the bar, upper branches brushing the ceiling. "Wood... CHOPPED?" Now he towers over Marcus, glaring down at him. "WOOD... CHOPPED? How dare you?"

Tarkus mutters, low enough for only his companions to hear, "They seem superstitious. Does anyone have any magic that could make an omen to scare them?" Aloud he asks, "How long is this ceremony?"

Back from vacation, but lots of stuff to catch up on. Will update tomorrow. I promise not to let it go for a week again!