Muzdum gets an arm around Rumbum. "Oi pal, we be the guards! Gotta git dat inta yer hard skull, we be guards, we no eatin' guards! So hands off people's things! Hahahgragrag!" Muzdum seems to choke as he laughs, coughs and is again smiling. "Lets do dis thin'!"
He tells to Amarande "You can come to carry the book needed, and maybe defend us in case my suspicion become true... damned those Khyberist have made me paranoid.
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"With such a tempting offer how could I refuse" Amarande says dryly, but still goes and grabs his sword, strapping it across his back, and gestures to his companion to follow him. The displacer beast leaps up excitedly, carrying the bone in its jaws from its earlier meal.
I'd like to become active again. Moses Blackhand is in need of approval for lvl 5.
The last game I was in suffered from very infrequent posting and adventures seem few and far between which translates to long down times in the tavern. I sorta stopped checking for an adventure pick up.
Being lvl 5 I'm not even sure how many other PCs near the same level are around, and if there are enough of us to even warrant an adventure.
But if something were to start up I'm interested.
Moses pokes at the fire, stirring the embers, causing a few sparks to spit out into the hearth. He stares at the burning coals lost in thought.
The well groomed dwarf with a braided beard strides into the bar, stepping over the unconscious orc left there earlier, giving a hard look around at the patrons.
"Oye! Where did 'e get off to then?"
With no response to so vague a question, Braddock strides up to the bar.
"Brews! Did ye done let the Firebelly loose on the city? Ach, I hope he doesn't beat up too many guards this time."
He walks over to a table near the bar and drops his heavy craghammer on top of it.
"Right. So I have to wait. Brews! Can ye get me a pint of dwarven brew if ye don't mind." Then again addressing the bar again, he states, "Braddock the Historian at your service, adventure and gold be me purpose."
OOC:
Braddock, level 7 warlock, is available for adventure whenever one presents itself.
Braddock finally notices the goliath scholar.
"Brews, have your barmaid bring something large for my friend," he comments as he joins him at his table to discuss the finer aspects of the history of Khovaire.