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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KriticalFailure" data-source="post: 3845592" data-attributes="member: 55563">A slight knock on Munchin's door rouses him. A voice soon follows, explaining the inturruption of the rest, "Your employer has sent me to fetch you, he seems to be holding a meeting." As the Monk listnened to the recceding footfalls he stretches slowly, making sure to extend his muscles as far as possible. You never know what can happen, and I must be prepared. Thinks the man as he goes into a series of acrobatic twists, ending up crouching on top of his left leg while his right was extended fully to his right. He paused in that stance for a few minutes, calming his heart rate and catching his breath. He stands, having completed his stretching routine, and walks to the door and exits his room. Upon entering the bar, Munchin hears the call of the fiery yellow haired dwarf whom he had spilled the booze on the other day. Grimacing slightly at the dwarf's call he strides toward him. Now what was his name...krinder..or kennendor...hmm the Monk thinks to himself as he takes a seat next to his new "friend" "Ah, my good dwarf it was an accident that I do not plan on replicating. Please, accept a drink on my behalf as an apology." The monk says to the dwarf as he offers him the Clay Jug, uncorking it. After the teams were announced Munchin suffered another justified assult from the dwarf, which he shrugged off thinking to himself I may have more time to patch things up than I originally thought. This is either going to be really good or really really bad..I pray for the former.  "I assure you that I am quite capable of holding my own in times of need. I feel it would be better if we settled out differences now though. So, what say you. Are we even for now?"</blockquote>

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