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Lia hated the rain. Unlike her mentor, she preferred much more temperate climates. But Davor would never hear that from her. Like him, she was wrapped securely in a plain grey robe of excellent make. Even with the rain rolling off her cloak nicely, she was still pretty wet. And that was an unpleasant experience It reminded her of their last job before reaching the Empire. Fighting a river beast on its home turf was not her idea of a good time.

But here she was, Lanzhu. The place where people called Davor by the name Iron Hawk. The reason for which her mentor had never been exactly clear. But she was looking forward to this new adventure in a new land. If Davor's words were anything to go by (and they usually were), Lanzhu would be exciting.

Lia had been told about this fabled inn, and she was looking forward to seeing some of her master's past...

And here's Lialda Corlas, Davor's apprentice, better known as Lia - at least by Davor, anyway. This is her first time in Lanzhu, but don't make the mistake of thinking she's a novice. She's been training with one of the most skilled hunters and swordsman of the age for several years, and it shows.

Not his match in size, skill, or strength yet, she makes up for it in finesse and speed. Where Davor is direct, Lia is slippery. Where Davor will face a man with blade in hand, Lia will simply slip a poisoned blade in his back when he isn't looking.

Like her mentor always tells her - "You don't have to be the better fighter if you're the better killer." Advice to live by, in her eyes.

Zarz boarded the Jenivere from Bloodcove
Despite the taste, or lack thereof, the gnome tcuked into the soup with gusto. It was new this time, and less boring. Even if it was worse, it would be worth it. He'd seen what the Bleaching did to his kin, which was half the reason he was aboard anyway.

Anything to stave off the boredom. Sitting next to the only other gnome on board, there was a journal next to him on the table, which he was alternately reading, and making notes in from time to time between mouthfuls.

He'd listened to the concerns of the crew, but paid them no mind. Zarz was sure the captain knew what he was doing...

Dotting. Will post soon.

Fixed and ready to rock!

Valgoth has it, but only because I want him to be scary. A Gnome is not scary. Scary smart maybe, but not out and out "Oh god, oh god, don't let it kill me!" scary.

1d10 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Needed to roll for my Eidolon's HP. I rolled a 7. :( Can I have max HP at level one for my Eidolon? 7 HP is lame.

So I starting playing Hordes this weekend, and I have fallen in love with the Legion of Everblight. To wit, Warlocks, going to battle with mighty Warbeasts under their control are awesome.

To bring us a scholar, some racial variation, and some muscle, I present to you Zarzuket Ganwhistle, Gnomish historian and summoner.