Mibbiwocket

Olinn shows Jobe the list of items they need. "Uhm, d-do you know where we might find thses items?"

Perhaps Olinn's idea of simply trotting off to the closest area to where they were now wasn't as good an idea as he had thought. "Y-yes, that would probably make more sense..."

"Hmm... uh, m-maybe we should go to the marketp-place first? I mean, uh, i-if it's okay with you..."

I think so, yes.

Olinn whisked through the marketplace, and bought a bedroll and a potion, leaving him with 0 gold.

Olinn smiled weakly at the Sage. "Let's hope so" he sighed. Suddenly, a look of sheer panic washed upon his face. "I forgot to stock up for the quest!" the ranger squeaked. With that, he made a mad dash to the marketplace, and returned with a potion and a bedroll. "S-sorry about that... I-I think I'm ready now!"

Olinn smiled faintly, nodding to Erdathcath. "Y-yes, that sounds like a good idea, th-thank you.."

Olinn rushed over to the dock, somewhat behind his questmates, sweating profusely. This was not from running, but from the fact that his first quest is also his first time as a flippin' Party Leader! He was often nervous at the best of times, so the whole situation of commanding his peers would be a challenge. He gulped hard and adressed the hooded man that had summoned them. "Um, ahem, uh, th-thank you for choosing us sir, I-I'm sure we'll be able to s-succeed... At least, I-I hope..." With that, Olinn quietly slinked to the back of the group, lloking awkward as ever. Raoul rested on his shoulder while Sparky surveyed the group, sniffing at their feet skeptically.

Brian Blessed would be perfect for Boomingham.

I'm not sure who'd be good for playing Olinn - I don't really know much about many actors. Anyone know one that'd be good for him?

Olinn signs up for Quest #25.

Olinn sighed contently as an influx of heroes march out of the hall. It was a lot quieter now, just how he liked it. As he petted Sparky on the head, he slowly drifted to sleep. Perhaps there would be a quest for him to sign up for once he awoke?

"This is S-Sparky... he doesn't do much... Sparky lazily spawled himself out on the floor with a vacant look on his face.

Raoul puffs out his chest proudly. [Si, I am, aren't I?] If there was one thing the falcon loved more than "las chicas", it was himself.

"Oh... uh, th-this is Raoul..." Raoul seemed to be able to speak the language of any bird, as he was able to communicate with Mandy quite easily. [buenos dias, senorita! Your fiery feathers are no match for the intense passionate inferno building up inside me! Come, let us run away and be muy caliente together!] At this, Olinn's usually quiet and shy dispostion temporarily subsided. [Raoul, stop it!!! Honestly, I can't take you anywhere!]

[Why yes, I have a bit of salted pork right here. I'm a vegetarian, you see, so I havn't had any use for it until now; here you go!] Olinn returned Alexis' smile nervously as he passed Mandy the pork. His pet falcon Raoul circled the phoenix, then landed on Olinn's shoulder.

After failing to get a good response out of Atramor's chicken, Olinn decides to talk to the phoenix. He goes to stroke it, but remembers that they're fiery and hot to the touch, and so decides against it. "Hello, Mrs. Phoenix!", he said calmly. "What's your name? Are you hungry?" He then gets a chicken drumstick and waves it in front of her. He had heard that phoenix's love poultry, but he wasn't sure.

But I thought that ranged and magic attacks from the back row didn't suffer from a decrease in power? I dunno. :P

Olinn repeats his attack.

Olinn fires at Durkon from the back row.

Olinn is ready to battle whenever Durkon is.

This was it - Olinn's first battle! He was still tired from helping Johon earlier, and a still a bit shy, but he decided it would still be worthwhile to hone his skills in battle. "A-all right then..."

Olinn had never felt more tired, but was glad to have made a new friend and to have helped him so. He sat back down and quickly fell asleep with his animals, but awoke with a start when he heard his name. "Huh? What? Oh, um, m-me?"

Olinn sits wide-eyed as Johon swiftly carves the spoon. "T-thank you, Mr. Johon! I-I love it!" Sparky yowls excitedly, then purrs softly. "Heheh, Sparky l-likes it too! Well, i-if you're sure I could help, th-then I s'pose I could... i-it's a little boring here a-anyway..."

"H-hello... M-my name's Olinn; um, I-I don't think I'd be m-much help b-building a house..." he said nervously, as his cat Sparky sniffed Johon's hand.