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"Damn, let's see if we can get this over with as soon as possible." Haldor approached the priest cautiously, and replied to it's lack of movement with a series of blows from the Nord's heavy weapon. Front row Battle Order: Cronk Tesni Alexis Arthur Haldor

Haldor jumped back from the vision, breathing heavily. "Roderick, that bastard, I pray that he got what was coming to him. Or if we find him here, we hand it out ourselves. Fellows, it seems that there are yet more perils stalking this place, we best be on our guard." The Nord looked around nervously, hoping to distinguish any movement on the plain. He then turned back to the Grey Wizard. "Friend, pray tell me; in your times with Wren, did she ever speak of the dark God Zoot, in whatever fashion? Roderick too, did he express any interest in such evil things? What about chaos, did Wren or the other discuss this at any point, possibly of what it could do?"

Saw this in the Shipyard, it sure does look interesting; so here goes mine... Animal Battle Pack: Totalling 14 points 1 x Shark (Classic) = 5 points 1 x Monkey = 3 points 1 x Crab = 1 point 1 x Parrot = 1 point 1 x Fish = 1 point

*Puts spectacles on his nose, again.* I'm awefully sorry, dear QM Zepher.

"Ah, my apologies, good mage, I knew not that you were one of us. I guess that a dark and cursed valley does make one a bit hostile. I'm operating a fragile position of power in this party, and you're welcome to come along with us. Haldor, Nord, hero, and heavy drinker, at your service." Haldor reached out a hand to the man. "...and what may I call you?" After digesting the information that the mage gave to the others, the Shaman found himself a nice craggy boulder to rest upon, and spoke again. "Yes, we knocked off the rusty knight over there, but it seems that he had strange connection with that that tower over there, maybe Ennoc does look after his own flock after all. Bloody odd group of people, those knights, if you ask me." Haldor pointed to Ennoc's eye, just over the hill, still imposing in it's state of disrepair "Sir Roderick, the knight that was with you? Yes, we saw a little of him as well, and he certainly looked rather off. It is always a hurt when such people get into the organisation, and give us all a bad name. No, we have not seen anything of him, nor we hope that we will, but I'm all eager to whopp his hide if I get a look in." Haldor stiffed slightly, as he continued speaking, speaking of the witch with one who truly knew her was rare indeed. "Wren, we know her all too well, she has spoken a bit of her times at Heroica, amongst other things. She's made a bit, of a name for herself, and not in a good way; she dabbles in chaos and the workings of Zoot. We've all met her from time to time, always interfering, always dangerous, always twisted. If she managed to retrieve the amulet of Gods, all those years ago, then the whole of our world may be in peril. Bloody hell."

Covering your tracks, hmm, I know that when I made the post, I was listed as Level 18.

Lycan the Werewolf Harlot, that would be something to see.

Bye bye, Knight of Ennon, thanks to Zepher's AWESOME die.

Haldor wiped his surprisingly gore-less weapon on the grass, before wheeling around to face the others. "Good work, my comrades. Everyone, help yourself to 50 gold pieces each, you've all earnt it." The Nord pocketed his share quickly, and then walked over to investigate the apperently now alive wizard. "Hail there, mage. Well, now that you're breathing, perhaps you'd like to help us out with a few things. We're here to investigate some happenings, which I know that you had some involvement in. For a start, what were you doing here seven years ago, when the party of heroes came to this valley? Oh, and don't bother trying to tell falsehoods, we all saw what happened." You forgot to update our experiance, Zepher.

Haldor vaults his cover as the light from the far off tower shines down upon his foe, invigorating it with a new strength. " " The Nord throws a nearby rock, in a desperate attempt to hurt the knight from the front row.

Happy birthday CM4S... and K-nut. Have a good one, to both of you.

The Nord just managed to halt his swing halfway through, and shuffled back to a rock. Taking cover, he cast healing on Tesni, as much as he'd rather be up close with the foe. "Gah, damn thing is starting to irritate me now. Go and kick the hell out of him, guys."

Haldor has a light elemental weapon too.

Haldor stumbled back clutching his head, dazed from the force of the impact. The cursed knight, rusty as he may be, certainly hadn't lost much of his strength. "Argh, bloody hell. This is getting worse." The Nord shook his bloodied head, clearing his thoughts of pain like a bad taste. In his weakened frenzy, Haldor managed to distinguish the tall shape of Ennoc's knight in the haze. Resisting the urge to collapse, the Shaman blindly swung his metal club at the knight, as close as he could get. Battle Order: Cronk Tesni Alexis Arthur Haldor

Sounds good to me. Bowie...On!

I have never in my life, nor do I plan to, ever use the word 'Legos'. It is just wrong, the brand is LEGO, thus we should call it LEGO, and calling the bricks 'Legos' is incorrect. Honestly, it is similar to calling the plural of that quaint woolly animal 'Sheeps', or a multitude of that curious aquatic creature 'Fishes', which I would hope that everyone has stopped doing since they were four years old. Bowie...On!

"Glad to be of use, Cronk. Let's keep at it, folks, this lump of metal is slower than he looks." Haldor ran forward, and rammed the handle end of his weapon into the knights armoured stomach. From the front row. Battle Order: Cronk Tesni Alexis Arthur Haldor

Oh, I think that you've fallen victim to method 5.

Wait, why are we discussing this?!

Nah, impale would be to put the duster straight through a body, stab would be to rapidly jab until dead. Not that I've tried, however.