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No he left them in 15 tiny stacks of ten coins each, except for the stack that had the half pieces in it, that one is a little taller.

Ohh the 75 count pouches. Forgot about those.

Vindsval Chuckles. Certainly master Germ, certainly. He counts out 150 gold coins and hands them to the Thief. Curiously the pouch he usually kept exactly 150 gold coins in was mysteriously absent. That never seems to happen around here.

Many thanks, it may be of use.

Fields of Glory Sign ups will be open until Monday Sign ups: Unlimited Quest: Fields of Glory Kiray Nastayo (kingofthezempk) Miderun (callmepie) Na'im (enceledaus) Vindsval sees the "Stealth Suit" as Germ pulls it out of his pack. That is a very interesting garment Master Germ. Would you be willing to part with it? Say 150 gold coins?

The new ones always overlook one thing, you tire easily. Take this as well. Vindsval Hands Timothy Evergreen a Tonic.

A wanderer travels far, seen much, and knows many. He is storyteller, news bringing, hope restorer, he is warrior, death, and healer. To The Wanderer, no place is far, no thing unseen, no person unknown. All paths have been set before him, and all destinations known. What then could be a greater title to aspire to than wanderer, and what could be more constant than The Path. Be careful Naim, it would not do well to drink to health, only to drown oneself in the attempt. All is steps behind. You should less than favor with the god of this city and is followers, what path then, do you walk?

Vindsval Returns to Portia's and buys 4 Mead, and 4 Smelling Salts before returning to the hall. 509-60-100=349

So let us resurrect a hotly contested topic of old. What is the best gem combination for a weapon?

Welcome Aboard Brick Warrior.

Which reminds me. Does anyone use the app that it wants me to download every time I check the forum on my phone?

I am indeed, One must obtain 4 shards to create a complete Mythril whole.

Vindsval stands quietly as the divine tension in the room begins to dissipate. He notices Kiray purchasing a Mythril Shard from another member of the hall. Mistriss, Kiray wasn't it? I am also in possession of a Myrthil shard. I believe you need to combine a number of them to create a whole, if you would be interested in continuing to finish your set.

Vindval's eyes flare as the Fenerian Speaks. His fangs bare in a tight smile as he turns to address the bandaged man. He takes the Offered hand in a vice like grip, covering the smaller beings hand and forearm past his elbow. He speaks in a low sharp voice. The might of this Lord of Light must wax indeed for one to speak thus within such proximity of his place of power. It is fortunate indeed for you that you do not speak so of The Wanderer, whom I serve faithfully. For had you done so I am afraid your life would be forfeit, your head struck from your shoulders, and your soul offered to the Gray one for judgement. I serve no wilting southern lord friend Naim Suladec Se Thamir. I am Vindsval called the Half Born, Scorpion Knight, First Paladin of Cold Lord of the barren north, the Gray One, The Wanderer, and I would broach no disrespect. I shall assume you are merely weary from your travels and it was merely a misunderstanding. You certainly could have meant no such disrespect, for are we not both members here of this Noblest of Halls. He holds the other priests gaze for a few tense moments longer, his grin widens, and he releases his black sleeved arm. He lists his steaming cask. Shall we then, as friends, drink to one another's health?

Vindsval looks at the clanking thing that walked into the hall. While he now feels a strange affinity for the automata, things did not go well the last time he met some.

No problem.

Does Kappy have a signature picture?

Assuming you have the rep.

Crabguy, you really need to reduce your signature pic.

She was a Woman of mixed ambitions, ambiguous goals, and bent morals.

She did not, she could have ordered her minions to attack and she did not. Throlar and Althior both first offered her Sanctuary if she surrendered. Sorrow and I backed up their proclamations of protection if she did not force us to continue with further bloodshed. I appreciate the sentiment, May the Wanderer Guide your Path.

​Had she chosen to fight us at the Necropolis, I would have had no qualms in ending her and sending what remained of her soul to the Wanderer for Judgement. But one must draw the line somewhere, and I chose to place mine before cold blooded execution under no ones law but our own. We had given her our word on safe conduct back to the city if she came willingly. She kept her word and we kept ours. If she crosses my Path again with evil intent, I will have no such compunction to stay my hand.

She is currently under the care of the Syndicate. She will not be troubling anyone any time soon. To our understanding she never obtained the knowledge or materials needed to complete the ritual.

We were sent to investigate what Amber Makepeace was planning. It turns out her plan was to find a way to turn all of Eurbric into a second city of the undead. We rid the city of an assassin, foiled Makepeace's plans and freed the Ruler of the city from her control. Unfortunately our desire to cease the bloodshed led a to giving our words that we would see Makepeace home to her father rather than killing her. This did not sit well with the Commander of the city guard who felt we should hand her over to them. We had to leave the city in haste, so as to not be forced to battle the entire city watch.