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Scotley's 4e Swashbuckler

Lucien collects his gold and smiles, glad that his companion won the little competition and earned him some coin in the process.
 

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Tabitha smirks. "Yes, he's very proud of his piece."

"As for dinner...far be it from me to turn down a meal on someone else. My thanks, sir."
 

The crotchety old man glares at the upstart lady, but does not dein a response. He instead grunts in what folks take as gratitude for their recognition and then joins the others for a meal.

To Henre, his is still not too talkative. Ach, I hunt in voods as boy, make guns as man, and toddle vith them now retired. Drache here is vhat I tinker on now.
 


Henre smiles and bows to Tabitha, "Your servant madam."

To the Old Man he says, "It is certainly a fine weapon. I expect it is much more useful than these simple fowling guns we use for the clays."

He calls to a servant who rushes ahead to prepare a small dinning room for Henre, the other shooter, the Hounds and a handful of the spectators.

The room has a large table quickly being set with crystal, china and silver. Soon glasses of champagne with fresh berries at the bottom and dishes of a chilled soup of cantaloupe and fennel made with Pernod and crème fraiche are places before you.
 

Manous Artouche, Human Protecting Paladin 4

This is all going just a bit too well for Manous's comfort. It doen't seem likely that the entire shooting competition was rigged, but Manous supposes it could happen with the aid of magic. The reason for such a thing, however, totally eludes Manous. Still,he is on high guard, and ready to respond vigorously at the first hint of something fishy.
 


Malkyr Tsul

Malkyr eats carefully and concentrated, tasting something new only after someone else had disgested it without any bad effect.

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Special: If an enemy has 10 or less HP left after hit by me, he is dead.

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Malkyr Tsul
Perception: 17 Insight: 12 Dark Vision
AC 22 Fortitude 16 Reflex 20 Will 17
Initiative: +7
Hit Points: 40 / 40 Bloodied: 20
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Resist: -
Saving Throw: +2 vs charm, illusion, or sleep.
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Milestones: 0.5
Healing Surge:10 Surges per day: 8 / 8
At-Will Powers: Bola Takedown, Precision Dart, Quick Shot
Encounter Powers: Cloud of Darkness, Assassin's Strike, Spiteful Glamor, Cloak of Shades
Daily Powers: Carrion Crawler Brain Juice 1/1, Thought-Eater Armor

Condition:


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...ready to respond vigorously at the first hint of something fishy.

A lovely Rhône Trout with brown butter sauce is served next with each person getting a fish of his or her own. A crisp chardonnay accompanies the fish.

"The proprietor here is an avid fisher-woman. She and her staff often catch fresh fish for the table," Henre observes.

OOC: Perception checks please.

[sblock=15 or better]Through the window you spot something of interest. A four wheeled calash pulled by a pair of bay horses clatters up outside. There clergymen of Erathis dismount and enter the building. Three church knights mounted on light horse accompany them, but remain outside. [/sblock]
 

The old man nods at a few of the congratulatory passersbye as he sits to eat. He glances out the window a moment, then turns idly back. Very popular place, dis is. Erathis church like it too. He makes eye motions towards the window towards his fellow Hounds.
OOC: Almost crit.
 

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