<hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Dharvan</span><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/NJFs3b8.jpg)</div><br/>As the dwarf spoke up again Dharvan looked in his direction, hearing that the guild was providing them with a bag of holding and 18 cure potions he smiled. As the dwarf said he off to have a smoke he chuckled.<strong>"We will get the sign back, and hopefully back in time to share a round of drinks in the inn with you later."</strong><br/><br/>Moving forward he picked up the bag of potions and looked back to the others.<strong>"I suggest we each carry at least one on our person and whoever will be fighting from the rear hold the rest. Best a caster, since they can use their magic from a distance."</strong>Reaching into the bag he pulled out a single potion and placed it in his pocket, before moving forward and handing the bag to Damien.<br/><br/>"You said you were able to cast yes? Probably best you hold the bag then, since the rest of us appear to be a bit more combat oriented."<br/><br/>As Dharvan spoke to Damien the large wolf got up as well and padded over to Dharvan stopping at his side. Making soft growling and barking noises.<strong><em>"Goblins taste like shit, I will hang back once you get close to their lair. I don't want their stench getting in my fur."</em></strong><br/><br/>Dharvan looked down and chuckled.<strong>"Don't worry my friend once we find their camp you can hang back, and be a rear guard of sorts."</strong><br/><br/><br/>OOC<br/>Dharvan<strong>Bold Text</strong><br/>Cannith<strong>Bold Italics Blue in wolf tongue</strong>