Hi all, Sorry for going missing for the past few weeks. I had a vacation in there that i forgot to mention to you guys and then got hit hard with real life. At this point i feel it's best if i step out for now. I just don't have the time or energy to play any of my PbP games. Sorry to leave you guys...

The Halfling Archer stands up. "I am Griffo Ostgood, though I have training in many weapons." here he pauses and runs his hand over his bow that rarely leaves his side. "I prefer using my families bow. My father was in the war and perished with much of the halfling army. I am searchin...

Griffo finds a quiet, or at least as quiet as he can..... place on the deck and settles down. Before sleep however he takes out his tools and begins the work of crafting fresh arrows. His intent to craft an even dozen before sleeping. Or at least work on it until the light fades to far to work accur...

Griffo looks from the Captain to Shanny and back again. While looking the captain in the eye he calmly stated."I am no friend of the king or his lackeys. Nor do I mean harm to any on this ship, Crew or Guests."

Griffo calmly reaches in his pouch when his time comes to hand over the pass. His eyes widen as his reaching fingers fond a mere handful of coin and no paper. With an aura of haste he takes off his pack and looks through it. Still not finding the pass he looks up to the captain. "It seems that ...

Griffo looks at the longboat and gives a sigh remarkably similar as Caelvanna. His sigh however is in regards to the height of the side of the longboat. He begins to struggle over the side, made more difficult by his weakened state.

Griffo shakes his head while making smacking noises with his mouth as if trying to clear an awful taste from his mouth by force alone. He then reals and nearly falls as his movements nearly overbalance him. He glances around and finding his elvish friend gathers his gear and moves over near her. &qu...

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Requested Rolls
Team Roll [1d6] = 2

Team Roll [1d20] = 13

Requested rolls

Team Roll [1d6] = 4
Team Roll [1d20] = 17
Team Roll [1d100] = 95

Glancing at the downed figure Griffo turns to Caelvanna and says. "Quickly lets see to that half-orc. It sounds like he may be in trouble." Without waiting for a reply he hurries off towards the sound of combat. Slowing down to move quietly at what he perceives to be a dozen feet away or s...

Unsure if Griffo will even notice, Caelvanna casts a quick, appreciative nod in his direction. With a renewed sense of confidence at the arrival of the fellow archer, " Hopefully the pair of us can dispatch of this foe quickly so we can get back to doing what we do best, " she thinks. Cae...

As his foe falls Griffo looks takes a moment to assess the combat around himself. he makes a snap decision to help Caelvanna first then see if he can convince her to search for the Half-Orc that is calling for assistance. He rushes over to assist the Wild Elf. As he moves up beside her he swings his...