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Message: <blockquote data-quote="perrinmiller" data-source="post: 6199822" data-attributes="member: 88649">~ At Table with Daylily, Bren, Aradra, et all ~<img src="http://i956.photobucket.com/albums/ae47/perrinmiller/Swash1.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Borric nods a greeting and tips his ale in Bren and Kalinn's direction as they join the gathering.He  looks on with interest at the display of the morphing weapon with a  raised eyebrow, "Huh, neat trick. How much gold did  that set you back?" He does spare a glance over at the  retired warrior running the bar. He remembers first meeting the gruff  half-orc and thinking he was not so tough, but now that he is more  experienced himself he can start to see the signs that Grog would be a  real fookin' nightmare if he was armored and kitted up. A fact this elf  might do well to figure out should the bartender take the nice weapon  away and wrap it about his neck.The warrior glanced over at the  woman causing a ruckus, thinking she is pretty enough. Pregnant women  have that glow and he is not that particular about the women he will  take to bed if they are willing or the price is right. But, he cannot be  sure if this one is from a past dalliance or not.It feels like a  solicitor calling to deliver a summons to appear before a magistrate  and he frowns in consternation at the accusation. He calls out,  "I don't know who you are lady, but I am not in the  habit of paying child support for any whelps I sire. You are lucky to  have a child of my blood at all if you are claiming it is mine. And,  that is a BIG if, mind you.""I don't think any priests are going to convince me pay before you pop that puppy out in seven days."He mutters under his breath, "I sure as sheet ain't fookin' mid-wife, neither."However,  Borric is shrewd and considers other possibilities. He glances sidelong  and asks, "Or is this message about something other  than your impending child birth?" He doesn't recall any  dealings with priests lately. He has that gate key buried in his pack  somewhere, but that is hardly a concern of any church. He did mention  his idea of finding some flying carpets to go investigate that other  realm to Fury and Bren, but again his personal quest was unrelated to  any church business that he can think of. A feeling of dread starts to develop in his stomach... or maybe it was just gas that needed to be purged from his carousing.Borric mutters again, "Aww, sheet. I have a feeling a damned oracle is gonna ruin my day."[sblock=Mini Stats]<a href="http://livingpf.wikia.com/wiki/Borric_Hawkins_%28perrinmiller%29" target="_blank">Borric Hawkins</a>Initiative: +4  Perception: +16AC: 30 (25 w/out shield, 28(23w/shield) flat-footed, 13 Touch)HP: 103 Current: 103CMB: +15 CMD: 28 (30 vs. Disarm/ 32 vs. Trip) Fort: +12 Reflex: +8 Will: +7 (+10 vs. Fear)Conditions in Effect: Ioun   Torch (in darkness), Combat Reflexes (3 AoO), Step Up, Greater Trip,  Power Attack (-3/+6Dmg) or Combat Expertise (-3/+3AC), LungeCurrent Weapon in Hand: Darkwood Shield(LH), MWk Spiked Gauntlet (RH)Chakram: 1/1 MWK & 6/6 Cold Iron remainingLight Hammers: 2/2 remaining[/sblock]</blockquote>

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