[The Mythar Resistance] On The Trail

[Ashy]

Uiim nods and thinks for a moment.

DM [sblock]Is this my contact?[/sblock]

 

[Ferrix]

Ashy [sblock]From what you can tell, it could very well be. It is the third day out, you were not actually given a physical description of the contact, as that information was highly sensitive.[/sblock]

 

[Ashy]

Uiim turns to the group. "This well might be those we seek. Keep your eyes and ears peeled. Kromgron, you and Nassitich are with me. The rest of you, stay ready, but be wary for a double cross..." He then, with the dwarf and the kobold in tow, heads towards the fire. Before he arrives to the fire, he calls out, "Greetings, travellers. Peace and freedom from oppression to you. Uiim comes calling this eve..."

 

[Lazlow]

Osric dismounts and unsheaths his falchion, figuring he'd fare better on foot in these close quarters. He keeps a wary eye on two around the campfire.

 

[log-a-log]

DM:

Spoiler

I'll stay behind and watch the people although I have a feeling that they know that I'm their anyway I'll remain hidden as long as I possible can even after uiim greets them and talks to them.

 

[Erekose13]

Tau keeps watch as instructed by Uiim, his bow is out, though it is not knocked.

 

[Ferrix]

Uiim turns to the group. "This well might be those we seek. Keep your eyes and ears peeled. Kromgron, you and Nassitich are with me. The rest of you, stay ready, but be wary for a double cross..." He then, with the dwarf and the kobold in tow, heads towards the fire. Before he arrives to the fire, he calls out, "Greetings, travellers. Peace and freedom from oppression to you. Uiim comes calling this eve..."

The sharp-nosed halfling smiles and stands up to face the call, although the stocky figure remains seated and rubs his nose accompanied by a wet sounding sniffle. "Greetings Uiim, you and the others are welcome at our fire, oppression has no place but on the end of my dagger." He gestures to the fire, "bring your wagons around, their axles squeel like dying rats. I atleast hope that you did not bring any rats along." This last sentence is said with a vicious surety.

 

[Ashy]

Uiim steps into the firelight and nods, "Then your dagger may soon be whetted." The gnome pasues for a moment and looks from the halfling to his companion. "To whom do I speak?"

 

[Ferrix]

"My name is Vyrick, my friend here is Paitsel, he serves mostly as my bodyguard." The halfling resumes his seat in front of the fire, from what you can tell, the two of them are traveling light and on foot.

 

[Ashy]

"And I assume you were waiting for me in particular?", the old gnome asks...