Megagun

I agree with the idea of dragonrage joining back up later at a better time for him. RL should come first after all. Furthermore, Rusty is right. We should work together as a team. That said, the character Yisan is a bard. And my character Yautja is a barbarian. Both of us are strong interagation choices. A paladin should not be, while a cleric (at least ours) doesn't have the stomach for it. Which to be honest is fine and fits well with said character. (Good job CoolGirl) But, even if I fully agree with Jace and his problems with the paladin character, this has nearly torn the game. We need an

Leaning on his club as he watches the goblin and says to Ragash "hmm, and given chior boys penchant for violence at the least opportune times, he would probably kill our little friend here before he led us t the caves. Unless, we could keep him in check. Somehow he has no fear, at least not of me." Pausing to think some more before speaking again..."could send him ahead as a decoy ::chuckles::" then, glaring at the goblin fool he asks "What can you tell me about their forces? There leader? There plans?"

I look over at Ragash and ask "So, without a cleric, what are your thoughts on our success rate?" As we wait outside the city patiently, taking notice of anything in our surroundings

Takes the lead, heading south as he mutters something about taking directions from a goblin who's mother was a motherless goat

"Understood" then I look to Ragash "let's hurry, before the locals see a goblin free" then I take the goblin by the arms in a firm grip and head of town with Ragash

My vote, find the monk, leave the lovebirds, complete the quest with a goblin guide, and collect the reward.

I stand in front of the guards, looking up, standing in a military posture as I declare "we will take custody of this creature, we need him to recover those that were taken last night"

Looks at the paladin and says "your not worth getting angry over, to Tartarus with this" then walks over to Yisan and Ragash smiling "we have our own way?"

After dragging the "bag of laughs" back towards the tavern, I wait for the effect to wear off, and as soon as he stops laughing I say "Quite the funny joke, but really you should let those less holy deal with such ugly business, lest laughter be the least of ye worries"

I move up to the Paladin and assist the guards in dragging him away "Althea was it? If he doesn't go willingly, your gonna have work. The last thing we need is a fool hitting prisoners, and giving them all the information we have!"

I stare at Richard, with an evil grin, holding a knife, the tip playing upon my fingers, my breath quick and heavy, the eyes burning with a fury as I declare loudly "I AM NOT A BASTARD!" Stabbing the knife right into the wooden post as close to Richard as I can, then I turn and walk away. "Yisan, let me know when you need me"

I walk up and just stand next to the Bard, eyes closed in contemplation.

Sigh..."better stop those lovebirds from making fools of themselves" then I head out the door, towards the stocks

Sighs heavily, then stands firmly and declares "I will undertake these quests, though I'm not much for these simple trinkets. If the opportunity arises, I'll take what I can and return it to ye" then he eyes the others, unsure of the usefulness of some

I roll my eyes, and lean against a bookshelf before saying "I never wanted to fight again. Bad things happen in battle. That said, this is where I've chosen to make a home. And a home needs to be safe. Tell me what you need, and I'll make sure it gets done"

I look over at the drow and bard. "You know, if we be working together, instead of flirting with cowardace, then we should know the names of each other. I'm Osborn Thorngage, but most call me Yautja." Then he grumbles a slight annoyance "working more in my retirement then in war..."

Yautja stumbles down the stairs, obviously not a morning person, until his eyes make contact with food. Then, begins to craft the largest breakfast sandwich a person could imagine. After he has finished his masterpiece of breakfast, he brings it over to where he see's the drow and the bard, and takes a seat, proceeding to eat and saying "how goes on this morn?"

::sleeps in::

::a loud snoring can be hurt from Yautja's room, as if a troll was snoring::

I drag myself up the stairs and crawl into bed, worn completely out

"Hello fellow warrior, they got rooms for us set up at the inn around the corner" then I start heading in that direction with a look of weariness that implies I could drop at any moment.

When I see the bard coming off stage, I wave him over...then realizing I'm short I use my Halbard to get his attention over to where the drow and I are.

I bow to the commander graciously as I say "a nice quiet place and a hard drink is all I need. Speaking of, is there another tavern?" Then, catching Richard before he runs off too far I whisper "and how many did you lose?" Before returning to the commander with a slight smirk

Pipes up from his position of sitting on the ground "let's not forget running away from an ogre, leaving me to fight it in hand to hand combat...luckily I had some help"

As I come across several of the folks from the Inn, talking to a shiny armored man, I mumble under my breath "Deserter" then plop down on the ground and start to clean my weapons of blood.