Urtesi Saviesa

Leaving the searching for loot and other items of interest to the more nimble-fingered, Urtesi waits by the hallway, preparing to fall back into marching order when the group advances.

Glansandi Storeyja "It seems so wasteful," Glansandi says, his frown deepening, "to put one's own life at such risk when one's services are so desperately needed here and now." He shakes his head. "Thank you for your time, Cornelius. Come, men." Worried for the future ...

Urtesi Saviesa As Urtesi enters the chamber, he tries to quickly assess the situation. As he feels that Xlore is in over his head, he approaches the orc who's attacking him, sweeping with his long sword and bashing with his shield. Attack with long sword: [1d20+1] = 7+1 = 8 Attack with shield punch...

Glansandi Storeyja Glansandi pauses, disturbed by what Cornelius has told him. "Is that truly so?" he says, turning back to face the man. "Has Mr. Nehru not taken steps to improve the town's agriculture? Seeds, tools, and the like? What of healers, to tend to the ill? Shipments of fo...

Eawad Driftwood Determined to befriend the halfling -- and perhaps simply finding a way to distract himself from their current predicament -- Eawad follows the druid nimbly back over the first pit. "Could you really talk to them," he says to Storm, "if you wanted to? The spiders, I m...

Glansandi Storeyja "Rumors will always abound," Glansandi says, shrugging, "but nothing of substance has surfaced. Right now we're just patrolling, familiarizing ourselves with the town. But it certainly would be helpful for us to have a way to maintain and repair our armor and weapo...

Urtesi Saviesa

"Sounds like trouble!" Urtesi says. Drawing his long sword, he runs forward, intending to head into the cave -- and the foray.

Eawad Driftwood

Eawad isn't particularly comforted by any of the plans suggested, but without any more ideas to offer himself, remains silent.

Glansandi Storeyja Taking mental note of the trustworthy fisherman's name, Glansandi finds himself glad once again for having Jombo at his side, as he seems to be both familiar with and well-liked by the inhabitants of the town. He steps forward to speak. "Glansandi Storeyja, newly appointed c...

It is the spirit of the game, not the letter of the rules which is important. Never hold to the letter written, nor allow some barracks room lawyer to force quotations from the rule books upon you, if it goes against the obvious intent of the game. As you hew the line with respect to conformity to ...

Glansandi Storeyja Ignoring the jibes of the first man, Glansandi turns to address the second. "That sounds like a fine arrangement," he says, nodding. "And it speaks well of your character that you're so devoted to helping your town. If after a week you want to join up, you'll find ...

Yes I'll allow Clerics/Priest classes to "freecast" I would like to see spells on the character sheet once you select and use them if you will or if anyone still wishes to put up a list they know that day I am still fine with that method as well. However as a twist to freecasting I will u...

Glansandi Storeyja "We're the town guard," Glansandi says, stepping forward slightly. "Glansandi Storeyja, constable," he says. "And if you're looking to make some money, either to make your way here or buy your way home, maybe an arrangement can be made." He looks the...

Glansandi Storeyja

Glansandi glances out over the water, then back to the two men. "Then if you don't mind my asking, what are you two doing?" he asks. "Waiting to board Quark's boat when it returns?"

Eawad Driftwood

Timidly, Eawad clears his throat. "Maybe we should throw a torch into the pit?" he asks. "If the webs catch on fire, it could clear out a whole lot of trouble for us."

Glansandi Storeyja "Hmm. I suppose the stone for the tower came on a cargo ship, given that it's right next to the dock," Glansandi says, frowning at the tilted structure. "Maybe we can convince Quark to let us dismantle it and use the stone for better purposes, next time he sails in...

Glansandi Storeyja Folding his arms again, Glansandi waits wordlessly until the two men are out of earshot before addressing his fellow guard. "Look, Greff. The arrangement I've made with Mr. Nehru is that I'd see to the town's defenses" he says. "So that's what I'm about. As the onl...

Eawad Driftwood

Stuffing his sling away, Eawad waits until almost everyone else is across the pit before easily traversing himself. He then stares nervously upward, searching warily for movement.

I can only Turn Undead one at a time. Into little undead bits. With my long sword.

Glansandi Storeyja Sighing, Glansandi turns toward the two men as he brushes off his hands. "Not particularly," Glansandi says, glaring sternly first at one, then the other. "We're the town guard, and have more important matters to attend to than traipsing through the jungle in searc...