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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 6111258" data-attributes="member: 93930">Gabbiano hands you a scroll case and a small pouch of gold.  "A duly witnessed copy of the charter, and a bit of gold.  The gold isn't going to help you much, except for dealing with other Easterners.  Most of the natives don't seem to bother with the stuff.  We'll a more complete supply of basic tools and weapons on the next shipment, which should be a week or two behind you.  And that's it.  Good luck, Master Stormforge.  We're depending on you."  He shakes your hand and turns away.  Cardinal Fortino makes the sign of Tanager and follows him.A few minutes later, the sailors finish casting off the lines and the boat begins to slip out into the harbor.  Cardinal Fortino and Lord Gabbiano watch from the end of the pier, as does Captain Parsons., although the Whitecloak seems more interested in making sure Uder stays on board than watching the fortunes of House Gabbiano and the Church of Tanager sail into the sunset.  And thus it is that he is caught totally unawares as a female tiefling comes out of a nearby alley in full sprint and barrels by him.  "Comin' through!  'Scuse me, Captain P.!" she shouts.  A second later, a pair of toughs burst out of the same alley in hot pursuit.  Even from here, you can tell that one of the thugs has a very recently broken nose: the bruise spreads across his entire face and blacks both eyes.  So intent are they on their quarry that that fail to notice the whitecloak even as they nearly bowl him over."No where to run now, Peet!" one of them calls as she nears the end of the pier.  The stern of the boat is easily a twenty feet off the dock and getting further by the moment.There's a glint of sunlight off glass as the tiefling's tail curls around and pulls a tiny vial off of her belt, and upends it into her mouth.  As the end of the pier approaches, instead of stopping, she accelerates, practically blurring with speed.  Leaping off the last board, she seems to sail majestically through the air.  Still, it's not entirely clear she's going to make it until she hits the stern of the boat, trips over the gunwale, and spills onto the deck, only stopping after about a ten-foot skid across the rough planks."Ow, that sucked," she moans.  "Gods below, I think my left side is completely covered in splinters.""It's a new boat," Captain Renlow says.  "Now, want to tell me what you're doing on it?""You know, I was afraid you were going to ask me that," she says, sitting up and wincing.  "It's a bit ... complicated."On the pier, the thugs suddenly realize that they themselves have nowhere to run as a very irate Captain Parsons advances toward them with a grim look.<img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/umberto_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/phineas_150.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/peet_150a.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />. Umberto Gabbiano . . Phineas Renlow . . . . . . . Peet (?) . . . . .[sblock=GM]She used a potion of some sort for the speed boost, giving a bonus to her acrobatics roll to jump.  Her stat block is a bit ... complicated, and her skills won't be immeditely obvious.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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