<div class="floatleft">(http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/876/oldmanicon.jpg)</div>-<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">"Old Man" Vinny</span></span><br/><em>- Priest of Rao</em><br/>- 45/45 HP ; AC 17<br/><hr/><br/>Vinny leaned heavily on his longbow, deep in thought.  He gave a glance back the way they'd come, and that seemed to settle things in his mind.  "I'm not sayin' that we should forget about that island, but I don't like the idea of testin' our luck with those brutish things still lurkin' about.  The way things stand, any other survivors would've either been picked up by those boats or trekked further inland as we have, once they realized the trolls were prowlin' the shores."<br/><br/>Remembering himself, he let out a dry chuckle.  "Not that ya should think I'm tryin' ta give the orders here, m'dear!  But if we kin find some high ground, I'd feel a lot safer there than shackin' up along the coast or tryin' ta swim over ta that cove."