Understood and I agree. I will ask for it to be set aside in the queue. Thank you.

I understand. I'll wait to hear if Pulpatoon and OGRE MAGE want to chime in.

What's everyone standing around for? *ducks rocks* Apologies...again- also for the terrible joke. I completely understand if no one wants to continue at this point. I am going to drop out of playing in games out of respect and just do this. If people are done then I will finally show some courtesy a...

Regarding the suggestion to check in with Old Smith, remind me who that is? Apologies if I should know.

Are we picking up from after a rest and about to set off into the unknown?

Toldren moves to support Irakas in preparing for any drama from the north. Egburt keeps eyes to the rear and the portal they just came through.

Back we go but the suggestion to check this out was sound. We should leave nothing unknown at our backs in this evil place. Toldren and Egburt will go with the others.

Yes, rest and full canteens will make for a better journey. The librarian is about to do some stretches to regain circulation after the long sermon then looks down dispiritedly to recall he is now wooden. Well, at least I won't be hogging the water.

Manred and Graela round the corner to face an empty hallway. Forty feet away the hall turns right and the orc voices continue somewhere around this corner. Thirty feet away is a wooden door on the right. Standing here, the faint smell of copper from blood hits your noses.

Happy Holidays, everyone. Take care, Hedge. You are always welcome in my games.

Toldren carefully feels all along the stone, as far as he can reach in all directions, in the hopes of finding any latches/levers or somesuch to signal a portal. Surely this is not simply a dead end, he mutters in concentration.

Amen. Thank you, Elder. The librarian makes stretching cramped muscles look like appreciation for the man's art. Working among scholars for so long, Horton has sat through his share of tedious presentations. So, do we travel the Hill Cantons in search of civilization and hope we do not tread too ne...

So who do we have left and what are people's preferences? We can gather fresh blood, we can find another way to continue, we can stop. I would prefer to continue but I completely understand if interest is flagging too much at this point. I will be out of town tomorrow until Thursday and then will be...

Toldren shudders at Foul's gummy, devil's breath insinuation and takes a step back. His eyes refuse to meet hers. Straightening up and glad for a distraction. To the waterfall then?

Horton will offer some meager but heartfelt offering and then kneel when the offer is made. We would be honored, Elder.

Are you planning on dealing with what is around the current corner and, if so, in what manner? Go elsewhere? What is your wish?

I'm back. Sorry for so many delays. Damn! Last year's fall semester ended on Dec 1 for me. But this year: I just finished yesterday. Exhausting.

Toldren's eyes widen as he recalls, we never progressed around the corner from that narrow passage with the waterfall. Do we want to go finish that before going through here? *sigh* I'll go first whether it is through this door or the waterfall nook...the water might help wash off the odor some. His...

The librarian chooses one of the maces with a grateful nod. And he inquires as to being given sufficient water for the flesh among them before setting off in the dunes.

The elf listens carefully at the corner. Manred You hear orc conversation that sounds like it is further away (not close by around the corner). You think you can pick out two different voices but it is hard to tell. Madame is furious. If they don't take care of this by the morning, she picks another...