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It appears this game is dead. I don't really feel like checking any more to see if new stuff is happening. Nice playing with you guys.

"I also have nothing in my arsenal to quiet the dogs. Perhaps someone has a spell that can out them to sleep?"

Thavian follows the party into the room and scans the room for anything out of the ordinary.
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1896869/ perception check 1d20 = 20

Thavian follows the group in. He looks tense, but prepared. A slight spark of electricity rolls across his eyes.

"I suggest we release the mounts. I'm not sure if tying them up somewhere is a good idea. Who knows how long we'll be in there, and they have a better chance of surviving loose."

Thavian rides fitfully changing positions on the saddle constantly. "This certainly isn't like riding in a carriage. I think I'm going to be quite sore in the morning."Since the wolf doesn't seem to be a threat of any kind he simply ignores it.

Thavian looks his horse over and decides everything looks in place. He mounts rather clumsily. "Gronck, these horses are for riding, not eating. For the time being at least."

"I will be off to bed and make an early night of it. One must be prepared the long walk ahead. Besides, who knows when we'll get a good nights rest again?"

"Of what abilities do you speak"

Thavian walks over and sits down. "Thank you for your hospitality."He curiously glances toward the cowled figure in the corner, but holds back any comment.

Thavian motions for Amelia's ear.

"Well, they are definitely hospitable." Thavian says as he takes a a couple pieces of cheese and pours himself some wine.

Oops, I forgot to switch aliases on the above post. I'll try not to let it happen again.

To Amelia.

Thavian looks around while considering the priest's words. "I believe I see a few candidates in the inn right now. Perhaps the young lady headed this way may be interested."

"Well Rann, as they say, 'Take me to your leader'"

Thavian approaches a young man he's seen at the bar the last few days. "That's quite the story. I wouldn't mind seeing how much of it is true. Name's Thavian. What's your?"

Thavian has been sitting at the bar in this inn for 4 days looking for something. He's not sure what that something is, but he with the entrance of the last two patrons, he's seems sure it is soon to be fulfilled.

Oops. Dropped my Con to 10 and adjusted accordingly. Just click on Thavian's profile to see adjustments.

Thavian Drovesman was born to a wealthy family in a large city far to the south. He is the only child Meirianna Drovesman. Her husband passes away from a plague nearly two years prior to his birth. Desparate for a child she made a wish from a genie that had been kept by her family for several generations, with a bargain that he would be released from his servitude. After several months had passed she found she was pregnant and followed through on her promise. Thavian's youth was very similar to those around him, except that he was prone to fits of anger. While attending the local university he became embroiled in a heated debate with a fellow student. As usual, he lost his temper, only this time his body released electrical bolts at his opponent killing him instantly. Shocked and terrified, he fled to his homes. Not wanting to lose her only son his mother packed him away in a family coach and sent him north. After several eruptions, the coach driver abandoned him and left him to wander. During his travels he managed to gain control of his electrical eruptions as well as develop other abilities. Two weeks ago he wandered in Meadowvale hoping to test his newfound abilities and perhaps find adventure and redemption along the way.