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GOBLINS! AND LOTS OF THEM!

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The assassins in the town!

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Gonzou suiciding!

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The shadow monster encounters of all kinds!

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The mountains!

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The werewolf incident with Nadarr, leading to us getting arrested!

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The bandit camp side quests!

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The fortress upper levels! (Necromancers, gate, madmen)

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The caverns! (Dragon, Cotl, Cave Crocs)

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The Fortress lower levels! (Maze, Grot/Symon/Gonzou Fight, Husks)

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The flesh party that was the final battle!

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The epilogue (and the end of almost two years of madness)

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None! It sucked!

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Total Members Voted: 9

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Hello! You haven't seen a man named Olon Rotlaw, have you? He's wearing a black robe and I'm supposed to meet him here today."

[TD1]

Follow the running man

[highmax28]

((Note that if you want to do a check on something, post it unless you DON'T want the others to know, in which case, PM me (forgot to mention this)))

[apiks]

"Hello! You haven't seen a man named Olon Rotlaw, have you? He's wearing a black robe and I'm supposed to meet him here today."

Carefully look at this person from top to bottom

"Olon Rotlaw is it? I in fact am waiting for the same man and have my suspicions that there are a few more waiting for him. But as for the man, he has not arrived yet. Tell me. Why do you ask and what is your name? I suspect that we will be spending the next few hours together. It'd be nice to know a face or two from the people there."

[highmax28]

The two people talk!

Follow the running man

You chase after him and see him talking to a man in a red cloak in the spot you are to meet that man "Olon"

[USEC_OFFICER]

Blushing slightly, he stammers, "W-well, I g-got a note that s-said to c-c-c-come and meet him here, s-so, uh... here I am."

Carefully look at this person from top to bottom

The man is about average in height, though without much meat on him. He has striking blue eyes, light brown hair and a thin, patchy beard. He is clad in a rough, brown robe with thin, leather sandals and wears a crude wooden carving of a dragon's head around his neck. He is carrying a two-handed flail, the kind they use to thresh grain with, and bindle loosely attached to the shaft of his weapon. A quick glances reveals that the business end of the flail is studded with large, iron nails and stained slightly red.

[TD1]

Walk over to the red-cloaked man, completely ignoring the other two.

"Hey"

[apiks]

Walk over to the red-cloaked man, completely ignoring the other two.

"Hey"

Greetings, dragonborn! How fare you in this fair time? Interested in brandishing a few words with me and my companion here? I think I know why you're here.

As for you, young man.

Bows deeply

Aurel at your service. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name?

[USEC_OFFICER]

"M-M-M-M-... _{Symon Kozel}

[apiks]

"M-M-M-M-... _{Symon Kozel}

Ah. Pleased to meet you, Symon Kozel. I hope we get along just fine. Tell me. What brings a man such as yourself to Crimmor? Were you born here? You don't strike me as a native.

[TD1]

"Less chat. Why are you here. That cloak sticks out like a sore thumb, and you two are unlikely companions. You are here for Olon, no? Tell me what you know"

[apiks]

"Less chat. Why are you here. That cloak sticks out like a sore thumb, and you three are unlikely companions. You are here for Olon, no? Tell me what you know

Straight to the point, eh? Olon's gathering a group of unlikely companions. We have yet to meet the man and from what I gather, nobody knows anything else.

[USEC_OFFICER]

"Well Bahamut called me here from Impiltur. N-n-not literally or anything, but... _{you know...} I lower my head and scratch at the dust with my foot.

[apiks]

"Well Bahamut called me here from Impiltur. N-n-not literally or anything, but... _{you know...} I lower my head and scratch at the dust with my foot.

Alrighty. I see. Well I won't ask anything else. If you need something, you have but ask.

Leans on the nearby wall

[Hanzoku]

((Sorry, going to do some backfilling, otherwise my character is going to stand there ignoring people for a while.))

The knight straightens from his lean against the wall as two different strangers approach him at the same time. Although the man from the roof saw him first, the robed man coming from the tavern reaches him first, bumping into him.  The knight's hand reaches instinctively for his belt pouch, but diverts instead to touch something behind the pouch, hidden in the folds of his cloak. Satisfied that it is still there, he matches gazes with the robed man.

"Ooops, excuse me. I've not had a wink this night. I can't think or walk straight. I hope you accept my apologies."

"Your apologies are accepted. A late night and, perhaps, a few drinks will make anyone unsteady. His voice is rough but cultured. The armored man nods in greetings as the man from the rooftop comes closer.

"Good day,gentlemen i do not suppose you are here to admire the.....panorama ?"

The knight and the robed man keep their eyes locked for a moment longer before the robed man smiles slightly and turns away. The knight narrows his eyes slightly, but then gives his head a small shake. "No, not I." he hesitates for a moment, and then shrugs. "Truth be told, I'm waiting for a meeting that should occur near here. Sometime today, supposedly." He says the last with a hint of annoyance.

As the two converse over generalities, the armored man watches a human in simple clothing come running their way. He automatically scans the streets behind the running man for pursuit, his fingers touching the hilt of his sword before he relaxes, seeing nothing of concern behind the running man.

The man slows to a stop near the trio and addresses them. "Hello! You haven't seen a man named Olon Rotlaw, have you? He's wearing a black robe and I'm supposed to meet him here today."

As the conversation continues, the knight takes note of the dragonborn who joins the increasingly unlikely group that's been assembled.

I am Karl, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintances." He says. "I have to agree, we're becoming an odd band to all meet together. Were any of you offered details beyond a potential job?