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Captain tycho wrote: "Well...I can't tell one way or another. It LOOKS like a city map to me, but then again, Tsaroth is the smarter one."

"Whats wrong with Elf, this thing resembles a city as much as I resemble an orc."

A Big Flying Fish wrote:"Just try to keep those of us not so gifted in speech informed. Now whats on this here map?"

Looks like a map in Gnomish, it has a few Kobald layers... it is poorly made but I think it is genuine

Captain tycho wrote:Malakar squinted. "Look at these symbols here...city buildings perhaps?"

No... they are gnomish runes, they are basically giving directions

A Big Flying Fish wrote:

Captain tycho wrote: "Well...I can't tell one way or another. It LOOKS like a city map to me, but then again, Tsaroth is the smarter one."

"Whats wrong with Elf, this thing resembles a city as much as I resemble an orc."

*chuckles*

I think our ranger friend had either a bit to much to drink, or has had some kind of head injury...

Now fully clad again in his all-black clothes, he walks over to Tsaroth and the other guys.
"So, will you be able to decipher it, or what?"

"So you plan to go after those Kobolds too? Your map is either old or fake - those kobold enclaves could be very well death traps. Even kobolds know that their lair should be in a secret location. Are you sure that the elf(he points at Malakar) isn't some kind of evil henchman who wants to lead us to our doom?"

Dahak wrote:Now fully clad again in his all-black clothes, he walks over to Tsaroth and the other guys.
"So, will you be able to decipher it, or what?"

Yes, oddly enough, I managed to pick up Gnomish when I was growing up. I never thought I would use it.

Thunderfire wrote:"So you plan to go after those Kobolds too? Your map is either old or fake - those kobold enclaves could be very well death traps. Even kobolds know that their lair should be in a secret location. Are you sure that the elf(he points at Malakar) isn't some kind of evil henchman who wants to lead us to our doom?"

If he was evil, the ward would have hedged him out. No, he just has a bad map... The gnomish grammar is even bad... Written by someone who wasnt even fluent.

Malakar shakes his head havily. "Sorry, friends, my mind is rather unfocused today...and now that you mention it, Tsaroth, I DO recognize those symbols as Gnomish. I must be getting sluggish."

"It can happen to anyone"

"So, friends, shall we get going.. A yearn to feel raw primal energy coursing through my body once more"

Alyrium Denryle wrote:"So, friends, shall we get going.. A yearn to feel raw primal energy coursing through my body once more"

"Yes, I would very well like to."
He stepped besides Tsaroth.

Tsaroth nuzzles Keenans upper arm(so short)

"well the mages are ready to go hunting. A bit of a reversal from the usual rules dont you think. Get yourselves in gear"

(Party leader this mage will be)

Alyrium Denryle wrote:Tsaroth nuzzles Keenans upper arm(so short)

"well the mages are ready to go hunting. A bit of a reversal from the usual rules dont you think. Get yourselves in gear"

(Party leader this mage will be)

Keenan playfully scrapes a talon-ish fingertail along Tsaroths hand.
"We've got game to hunt!"

"You really want to follow that map? Looks like you want to become the main ingredent of kobold stew. I am going to walk west to investigate the kobold raids there. " (Griz plans to scout ahead of the other characters he tries to stay hidden as long as possible - he wants to investigate the kobold raids and find out the location of their main lair. )

How long is it? Do we need to take the horse?" he looks down on Tsaroth and whispers to him.

Thunderfire wrote:"You really want to follow that map? Looks like you want to become the main ingredent of kobold stew. I am going to walk west to investigate the kobold raids there. " (Griz plans to scout ahead of the other characters he tries to stay hidden as long as possible - he wants to investigate the kobold raids and find out the location of their main lair. )

I have no intention of using such a map... I would go with your suggestion.

Dahak wrote:How long is it? Do we need to take the horse?" he looks down on Tsaroth and whispers to him.

I dont think we would need the hoerse, in fact, when dealing with Kobalds, a horse is in more danger than they are worth... Kobalds can slip into tiny spaces....

Alyrium Denryle wrote:

Dahak wrote:How long is it? Do we need to take the horse?" he looks down on Tsaroth and whispers to him.

I dont think we would need the hoerse, in fact, when dealing with Kobalds, a horse is in more danger than they are worth... Kobalds can slip into tiny spaces....

"Ok, then we'll just walk." He looked towards the other people and raised his deep voice. "Are we all ready to depart?"

Dahak wrote:

Alyrium Denryle wrote:

Dahak wrote:How long is it? Do we need to take the horse?" he looks down on Tsaroth and whispers to him.

I dont think we would need the hoerse, in fact, when dealing with Kobalds, a horse is in more danger than they are worth... Kobalds can slip into tiny spaces....

"Ok, then we'll just walk." He looked towards the other people and raised his deep voice. "Are we all ready to depart?"

Malakar tucks the map away in his cloak, then nods slowly. "I'll search ahead and find a good trail to get started on." Malakar then sprints off into the forest, soon vanishing into the vegetation.

Outside the Inn a rather large, iron plated, wagon pulls up. After a few minutes a Raven Flies out, and then an obesely fat human, in obscenely shiny robes steps out, pulls down Iron Skirting on the outside of wagon, covering up the wheels from damage. Ties up the horses, and then sets up a small table, selling magic wands.

Everyone stares.

Malakar returns a short time later, seemingly appearing into thin air out of the trees. He smiles heartily and claps his hands together. "I believe I have found a most suitable trail. It is-" Malakar breaks off as he sees the obese human. "Who are you?" he asks.

Keenan stares as the mountain of a man moved around. In itself, it was a rather funny sight.
He watches as Malakar walks towards him and speaks to him.
He looks down again on Tsaroth and mutters, "Just as we were ready to go kick some Kobold ass..."
Suddenly, a fiercy red tiny pseudodragon streaked from the stables towards him and lands on his right shoulder. "Ah, Krk, you're awake." He gently pats him on the head.

Captain tycho wrote:Malakar returns a short time later, seemingly appearing into thin air out of the trees. He smiles heartily and claps his hands together. "I believe I have found a most suitable trail. It is-" Malakar breaks off as he sees the obese human. "Who are you?" he asks.

"Robgea, doctor of magic from some mucky school or another, seller of magic wands, and scrolls, whole sale if you give me a week, collector of books and atlases and part-time adventurer. And may you be?"