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"At this point, I wouldn't expect anything less."
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Can we get a stats update BEFORE the battle starts? Torc hissed, maw open at the smiling vampire. Hoke raised his shield and level his flagpole, taking a defensive stance.
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"Erik, give Hybros a little Light."
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"Interesting. Don't worry, he's not going to get his hands on it again," Hoke says as he pockets the amulet.
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"For once, you don't play games. Would have made this journey a bit better from the beginning," he says to the cat. Hoke shows the amulet to the party. "Captain, I think our answers will be found in the locked room. We should acquire the rest of your crew before we proceed."
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Hoke hands the manuscrpt to Mortimer as he opens the envelope.
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As inconspicuously as possible, Hoke signals to Torc to advance towards him and Omen. He reads the small note and opens the envelope.
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"I'm assuming those are Cold Circles," Hoke quips as he continues to study the manuscript.
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"I don't think sanity is in this place anymore." Hoke looks over the document for any useful information.
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"Not sure I would pick that up Thalion." Hoke inspects the desk (cup, document, gloves, candle & possible drawers/compartments), banner and wall behind the banner.
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"How's that lock coming?"
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It's sad to see Flipz dismantle Arthur's build. However, I do see a few things Hoke could put to good use.
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FYI - Hoke's levels are measured in fifths now. So, it should be Level then . (Point) 2/4/6/8.
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Hoke hears Hybros click the last slot right as he gave his advice.
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Hoke couldn't help but peek over his shoulder. "Try rotating the 3rd slot to what you want, then the second, then the first."
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Hoke watches as the Alchemists try the peculiar lock. Trusting their abilities, he turns about and on guard, keeping his eyes open, not wanting to be caught unawares.
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"Let's be on our way then." Hoke and Torc make their way to Melville's Office.
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"We've tried it before, but, now that we know what we are dealing with, I think we got lucky and weren't blown out of the sky."
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Hoke searched the Gunnery for anything or use or some type of clues. "Can anyone see any activity on the ship?" Hoke asks, after finishing his search.
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Hoke looks and Torc and closes his fingers in front of his mouth while shaking his head. "May be best to finish our sweep of the place and take care of the remaining vampire and Melville. We might just be standing on a trap at this point."
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Hoke will take one of those capes too please.
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Hoke assumes a defensive stance, shield held high, flagpole leveled at Morgan. Hoke - nothing, back row Torc - nothing, back row
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"I'm up for it," he calls over his shoulder, not taking his eyes off Morgan.
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Hoke stiffens in shock as he watches Torc go down from a strong blow but sighs with relief as the dwarven minstrel revives the dragon. Torc pulls herself up slowly and shakes her head, trying to gain her bearings. "Hold back Torc," Hoke commands the dragon. Hoke - Repeat Torc - nothing, back row
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Whatever title the current Veterans give Hoke. I'm not much for making up my own nickname or title.