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Katlan thinks about it for a few moments, then she turns to the others and asks, How long do we have to accomplish this task?

Katlan joins the group sitting quietly for a time. When she finally speaks up, her code is quiet, It seems there is a lot Morthos and I are unaware of. It may do well to recount more of your story. She sits and listens as they do.

I read up on it before, I'll just assume I know most of it now. No need to actually go through it all.

[B]I see. I think it would be best to lie low for a few days. This may increase our the length in which we can use this secret tunnel. [B]

I am back. I will catch up and post soonish.

To all of my games:
A family emergency had just arisen. I will be unavailable for the next little while. I hope to have everything resolved and to return in a week. I am sorry for any inconveniences this causes. Feel free to dmpc me as necessary.

Katlan raises am eyebrow at Mordesel. As they walk up the stairs she mutters, Mighty presumptuous of you. When he hands her the key, she smiles and nods, I see. We ought to all meet together and plan our next move, can that be arranged?

Katlan watches the crowd, listening closely to Mordesel's conversations. So a dangerous man has been caught. Well, I'd definitely like to find out more at a later time. For now, we "travel weary lovers" should find a place to stay. With that, she begins asking around about nearby inns.

Katlan finally smiles. As I thought. Maybe I could join you, she says as she grabs Mordesel's arm, changing her own disguise to counterpoint his. She is a young woman, keeping her red hair, she looks like she could be the lover of Mordesel's own young man.

Katlan's eyes burn with an intense fire. I understand, she says in a chilly voice, how I might seem like nothing. But I have studied long and hard to gain access to the terrible magics that I have. I am a wizard, and, she stops, looking at the sallow skin of those surrounding her, I am particularly skilled in magic concerning death and undeath. She raises her eyebrows, letting the implication hang unspoken. Then she smiles, I'm sure however that I'll be allowed to focus that power against the Mitrans, just as you do yours. She pats Mordesel on the cheek condescendingly, then steps away from him.

So then, do we have a plan for weakening Balentyne thus?

Knowledge (Nobility): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

Trying to see if I know anything useful about the Nobility in this section.

Just then a noise is heard as someone comes crashing indelicately through the trees. An elf appears, long red hair flowing down her shoulders, she wears an iron circlet awkwardly atop her head and looks very disoriented. I can not imagine he'd be talking of any other well fed ogres. This must be where I belong. I am Katlan, sent here by- she pauses, uncertain for a moment then leans in and speaks in a low voice, by Thorne. The woman stands a little straighter and looks around again. I am to help you. Though to tell the truth, I don't rightly know with what. Thor--Ahem, our friend said I could get my information from you.

Thanks for having me. I'm really excited to be joining this group. I'm checking in now and will be waiting for GM instruction as to how and when I'll be starting. In the meantime, I will read the last bit of Gameplay to get myself acquainted with things.