Not much looking forward to the weather, but thanks!

Lightfinger beams.

Why, thank you, my dear Lady Nalissa! The Hobbit is more than happy to pay too much for his most potent weapon. I'll be around town for a few days, doing a little fact-finding of my own. I might see you around, then! He hurriedly vanishes for m the Hi-Lo, as if on a mission.

Lightfinger responds. No, I still haven't seen Harold around. You sure are concerned about that old man though. I think that's cute. The Hobbit almost manages to stifle a chuckle. Well, I do owe him my life, and well, being an honorable Thie Halfling, I'd truly like the opportunity to thank him pro...

Lightfinger will take some time off, getting his laundry done, and snooping around town. I'll be taking some down time also, as the Mrs. and me are heading back stateside next week. Call it good timing.

Lightfinger shows his dimples. Ah, my dear Lady Nalissa, He begins after a slight gag, Please excuse my appearance, I'm afraid the jungles on this island have left my attire worse for the wear. I wonder, is there anyone on this isle who conducts laundry, and perhaps mending service? Also I'd like t...

Lightfinger eats, bathes, sleeps. In that order.

Still exhausted, the Tallfellow heads to the Hi-Lo for a bit of supplies and hopefully a bit of information. If Nalissa is present, he'll turn on his usual charm.

Well, as I say, things are a bit different here. I've been coming here since '97, and things are improving, but unfortunately with modernization comes profiteering. Alot more resorts catering to westerners and north Asians. The armed guards are still in play, everywhere ya go, and if you're on the s...

He wonders what flying lizard tastes like. File this in the This is no shit department: I've been in the Philippines since October, and as you might imagine, things are a little different here. 2 days ago I saw a couple riding by on a motorcycle, a 2 foot monitor lizard hanging from the handlebars ...

Lightfinger hungers.

He smells the food and wonders if it's the flying lizard on the grill. He wonders what flying lizard tastes like. He's conflicted on whether to bathe, sleep or eat first. He decides on eating. Then sleeping. Then bathing.

Lightfinger pauses.

His Hobbit curiosity nearly gets the better of him once more, but Arte is too tired and too beat up worry about a big, dead flying lizard. One less thing to pose a threat to us, says I, He offers, and hurries along.

Lightfinger also searches.

The wily Halfling skirts into the pit Monocar fell into, just to be nosy. He notes the goo on the pegs that the Man-Mountain failed to impale himself on. Hold on a moment, He asks as he tries to pull/dig/otherwise remove a pair of the spikes for further examination.

The ugly man risks a look behind him, spotting the halfling a short distance away. He lets a big grin cross his face as he continues to lead the way down the trail. Lightfinger stops. Oh, this is ever so not good, He thinks. It's quite obvious the pirate's comrades are close by, and he believes the...

Lightfinger winced again.

Oh, I bet that hurts, He thinks and keeps pacing the runner. Even hearing a second scream, he intends to keep an eye on his quarry, but worries another pit trap could be waiting for him!

Maag!

Just since October, Ron. Heading back stateside for a few months in March.

Lightfinger observes. He tries to designate where all quarrels are issuing from. He sees the enemy now has plenty of targets to choose from, much bigger targets than himself. As soon as a projectile fires from the last source, the Hobbit dashes, weaves, skitters and darts from brush to bramble to g...

I'm into 1st Ed AD&D or 1.5 Ed. Low-mid levels.

Lightfinger hacks.

Trying to be quiet (And failing miserably), the Thief chops at the undergrowth just enough for himself to squeeze thru.

Lightfinger winces. Seeing the Bear-man struck and the mountain Monocar trying to vault the makeshift barricade, the Hobbit remains still. His strengths lie in others being targets, and as of this moment, he knows not where the attackers are located. He'll try to visually spot a route thru the unde...

There were pools of naturally occurring liquids much akin to gasoline in the ancient middle-east, considered useless by the inhabitants due to its volatility. It should have been invaluable considering all the warring that has continually plagued the region.