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"I'll watch the rear"
"Well on the brightside were out of this cave. Though I didn't expect us to traipsing trhough the forest"
"Don't say that. We'd be in a lot of trouble without your healing skills"
Gin dashes into combat, swinging the blade in a sharp arc.
"Well that's different. Any of you care to guess what those are"
Gin watches as the others cross and follows slowly behind.
"I didn't kill us all by opening the door, so I suppose I'll take the lead in the passage unless there are objections." "True it didn't kill us, but I don't that rumbling sound is an invitation for tea." Gin shakes his head. "If you'll be taking lead, I'll take rear. Don't want anything sneaking up on us now."
Gin places his hand on his swords hilt as Pavel opens the door. "Let's hope for easy goings. All we need is poison gas or an explosive rune."
Gin smiles at the guards as Pavel pushes the door "You'll have to excuse him. Him doesn't get his morning gruel he get awfully cranky"
Gin smiles and nods "Till the morning then" With that he walk off to his room.
"The smith was closed, I'll have to stop by in the morning. So what's the plan for tomorrow?"
SIGH "All this way for nothing" Gin makes his way back to the inn.
"Why don't you all go looking for Soll. I'm sure I can find the smithy myself. Pavel can I get a coin or two from ya before I go?" Gin takes what he needs and heads off in the direction of the smithy.
"We'd best get in touch with the local authorities to let them know we'll be looking into that dig at the center of all this." Gin shakes his head in approval and continues on.
"Well lets go see this smith and see if he has anything to replace my javelins"
"One last shot" Gin arcs his arm back and lets the javlin fly
Gin sighs and begins to walk off. "Pavel you've been here a few times, no? Where's a good place that sells quality weapons?"
Kelindra's swing misses as the creature rises above the reach of your weapons. Suddenly, several Crimson Legioneers round the cornr, weapons drawn. "Halt citizens," their leader shouts, "wha is going on here?" "Oh so now the authorities appear. Woulda been more helpful a while ago." Gin glances at the beast now fleeing to the sky. "Did I say you could go" He quickly draws a javelin and lets it fly.
Gin swings again hoping to inflict more damage.
Gin slowly approaches the gargoyle "Didn't your mother ever teach ya not to hit a lady" In single action he braws his blade and attacks the beast
"It doesn't appear to have noticed us, and if it has we don't seem to be worth it's time. Perhaps we should continue on before it changes it's mind."
Gin looks lazily into evening sky trying to find the source of the flapping.
"Food sounds like an excellent plan. After that wwee can go where we're needed" A smile crosses his normally withdrawn face.
Gin pack his gear in his room before heading out again. "Pavel any leads you want us to check or places we need to go? I not I'm going exploring a bit. I haven't been in Mullis since I was a kid, and I'd like to see the town"
"Better than nothing" he says to himself as he enter the establishment.
"I say we find an inn for the night, and see about finding information about our mission. But I get an unsettling feeling the events here and ours are connected. May just be paranoid"
"They weren't snake looking were they?"
"So Pavel any idea where we should go first"
Gin stretched and begins packing his gear. He looks over to Kelindra and gives a smile "You look better this morning"
"Poor Kelindra, I think she's tried herself out channeling magic to heal us." Gin wraps a bandage over his wound as he watches her walk away.
"Bandits, bandit lords this days getting better and better. Must be pretty desperate too. Not much we have in the way of treasure."
Gripping his sword firmly he steps forward and swings at the spe;;caster
Gin glances at the spellcaster "Then I'll leave this to you." From the corner of his eye hew notices the hobgoblin go beserk and race at Branomonrik. "No I was given an order and I'm sure the necromancer can handle himself."
Blade in hand, Gin quickly moves beside Pavel and swings at the hobgoblin
"Sorry Pavel woulda been here sooner"
Gin jumps to his feet blade in hand.
Gin sleeps soundly next to the what remains of the fire.
Gin makes himself comfortable beside the fire. |