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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

[highmax28]

Go fetch Nadarr's clothes and hand them to him, saying:

"Want the pants or not, drunkard?"

((I should mention that Nadarr doesn't feel hung over))

((Deep pain in head?))

((He's been asleep for two days, got sick; who wouldn't have a headache?))

[apiks]

Go fetch Nadarr's clothes and hand them to him, saying:

"Want the pants or not, drunkard?"

((I should mention that Nadarr doesn't feel hung over))

((Deep pain in head?))

((He's been asleep for two days, got sick; who wouldn't have a headache?))

((Last time I checked, having a hangover also involved a headache when you woke up. At this point I think he's showing most of the symptoms. So he might as well be hung over.))

[TD1]

Nadarr tries to rise quickly and take his pants, thoughts darting to the infamous pants thief....but, as he sits up he feels pain stab through his head....his entire body, in fact. He collapses into the bedroll and groans, a gurgly coughy thing. Nevertheless he gestures for his Faceplate to stand guard on wherever Aurel leaves his pants and belongings, then tries to crawl towards the fire.

Damn is he cold.

As he gets nearer the fire, he whispers:

What.....in the.....name.....of all.....that's holy......happened to me.....

[TD1]

((Nadarr is crawling inside the bedroll, btw, so more like a roll, I suppose  ))

[apiks]

"I recall you saying, and I quote "That is how a man drinks Aurel.", then you fainting for two days."

[TD1]

Nadarr only looks at him blankly

[USEC_OFFICER]

"I recall you saying, and I quote "That is how a man drinks Aurel.", then you fainting for two days."

Symon nods slowly to add his support to Aurel's words.

[highmax28]

Go fetch Nadarr's clothes and hand them to him, saying:

"Want the pants or not, drunkard?"

((I should mention that Nadarr doesn't feel hung over))

((Deep pain in head?))

((He's been asleep for two days, got sick; who wouldn't have a headache?))

((Last time I checked, having a hangover also involved a headache when you woke up. At this point I think he's showing most of the symptoms. So he might as well be hung over.))

((I never had an alcoholic drink in my life, despite having a large family of heavy drinkers, so I can't tell how hangovers are.))

Nadarr tries to rise quickly and take his pants, thoughts darting to the infamous pants thief....but, as he sits up he feels pain stab through his head....his entire body, in fact. He collapses into the bedroll and groans, a gurgly coughy thing. Nevertheless he gestures for his Faceplate to stand guard on wherever Aurel leaves his pants and belongings, then tries to crawl towards the fire.

Damn is he cold.

As he gets nearer the fire, he whispers:

What.....in the.....name.....of all.....that's holy......happened to me.....

Thyra speaks at this.

"I'm not familiar with what its called, but you'll need to drink boiled down prince root. It tastes awful, as I myself had it when I was younger, but with a little bit of berries thrown in, it will be like a sweetened tea. As I told the others, it isn't native in this area, and its common in the Grey Vale where I am from. I used to carry it around a lot from time to time in case if I needed it, but they rotted after traveling for so long. Elven caravans and most apothecaries carry it."

[TD1]

Let's....hope.....we....meet....some more elves...then.

Looks at Symon nodding in agreement and frowns at him angrily, then wheezes as loudly as he can

As I recall...you took but a sip....of cheap wine....and collapsed.

I drank half...a bottle of the...strongest alcohol in the house....with no effect.

Nadarr's mounting anger seems to help him force the words past his agony-wracked throat, but then he collapses, wheezing, into the bedrolls again.

[apiks]

"Hey! The wine was very good! I was just in a bad mood after what happened in the city. In fact, I drank some and didn't faint last night. And when I fainted, I didn't faint for two days straight, endangering both myself and the party that way!"

[TD1]

You sound...so proud.

Nadarr rubs his throat and turns away from Aurel, obviously with no interest in speaking anymore.

[highmax28]

"Hey! The wine was very good! I was just in a bad mood after what happened in the city. In fact, I drank some and didn't faint last night. And when I fainted, I didn't faint for two days straight, endangering both myself and the party that way!"

"We're not gonig to get anywhere arguing and insulting each other. Karl, could you and Symon get Nadarr back on the cart while the rest of us pack up?"

She starts to take down the camp with haste.

[USEC_OFFICER]

"We're not gonig to get anywhere arguing and insulting each other. Karl, could you and Symon get Nadarr back on the cart while the rest of us pack up?"

She starts to take down the camp with haste.

Symon nods and helps put Nadarr back in the cart.

((Felt like it needed to be bold.))

[TD1]

Nadarr makes a brief struggle for the fire, then gives up. Too weak.

[Hanzoku]

Karl helps Symon move Nadarr into the wagon, then fetches his clothing and faceplate carefully, putting them next to Nadarr. He gestures to the dragonborn's pet, securely fastened inside the wagon.

"We've been taking turns feeding your pet and letting it out on a lead to do its business. It's been... interesting."

Karl sticks some stones in the ashes of the fire and goes to saddle his mount. When everyone is ready, he digs them out, wraps them safely in an old cloth he uses to clean his armor and places the now-warm stones next to Nadarr.

"Here, I noticed you were trying to crawl into the fire earlier, I figure these will help you keep a little warmer, at least until they cool again."