<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2673005#msg2673005">Quote from: Elven Sex Goddess on 26-01-2010, 06:16:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The sorceress Kachina would recognize the magic of the  spell.   In which she would deduct, it was merely a spell to keep her from getting pregnant.<br/><br/>With that, she would head to her room to check it out.  See what is in the room.  What she will need to purchase.   As well as put up her gear.    As this was not only a job for her.   But her home for a bit.  As she worked out of the area. <br/><br/>Slipping into the room, she set down her backpack.  Take a good stock of the room as she looked around.    While she looked over the room.  She finger the ring on her finger.    It made her think of those going hungry.   As she has past many such folks starving due to the famine.    She is fortunate to have such magic.   <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The room looks as though it hadn't been used in years. Both the floor and walls were of hewn stone; A simple woven rug was all that protected bare feet from the cool floor. The bed was nice and comfortable looking, and more than large enough for it's intended purpose. A large oval mirror covered with dust hangs upon the opposite wall above an anchored chest. Beside the bed is a nightstand with two drawers. In all, it's much better accommodations than a common inn room.<br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2673056#msg2673056">Quote from: Lyell on 26-01-2010, 06:31:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Ahh, deffinately poison then."</strong> The light seemed to pop on in his head. From the kit he retrieved several herbs that were known remedies for easily accessed poisons that affected the body. With them, Sigmund would make a salve with which he'd smear into the persistant punctures. <strong>"Ask Priestess Lilay if there is any change in your wounds the next time your bandages are changed. If not, send for me with the location you were ambushed from."</strong> He began putting his supplies away. <strong>"I'll gather the willing and make a personal inquiry on your behalf."</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"I'll let the Priestess of your kind deeds."</strong>, Jophery spoke up,<strong>"Thank you for your aid Sigmund."</strong><br/>The wounded man lies back down, picking up his dirk and craft,<strong>"We shall see."</strong><br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2673211#msg2673211">Quote from: The Great Triangle on 26-01-2010, 07:41:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Lionel made his way to the card table and waited for a break in the game so he could interject.  "Have any of you guys seen Slips?"  He asked when he finally got the chance, taking care to check if the halfling was evil.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The halfling perks up at the man's intrusion into their game.<br/><strong>"What's all this then? Listen, if it's about your old lady; I swear she told me she wasn't with anyone! I raise!"</strong>, he laughs, tossing a few pieces of silver onto the center of the table. He had on leather attire complete with a coif.<br/>The others chuckle at this as well while they considered whether to add their own coins as well.<br/><br/>(OOC: The halfling is indeed evil, as is the bald half-orc across the table from him. The other two don't give off any noticeable auras.)<br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2673231#msg2673231">Quote from: Brandon on 26-01-2010, 07:56:33</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As the caravan's made their way into town Kulgnar breathed a sigh of relief, finally after weeks on the road he would have a chance to sit back and relax. The caravan he had helped guard stopped out front and he hoped down from the wagon, taking a moment to count out his pay from his employer and letting his crossbow drop to the side, hanging from a safari style sling over one shoulder. He was tall for a dwarf with dark skin yet offset by fiery red hair that seemed as untamed as flame itself. He was dressed in the vestments of Torag, the god of the earth and lord of creation and above that was a set of full plate armor with a warhammer strapped to his belt. <br/><br/>He stood there, listening to the half orcs speech and couldnt help but think it was the same as every authority figures speech when one entered a city. "Scuse me Lieutenant, where can a man get a hot meal, a stiff drink, a comfortable place ta sleep 'round 'ere?" he asked in an even tone.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"If you want a good, inexpensive meal, just follow the road south to Bragards Tavern. If you just want to eat and rest, the Red Oak is your best bet."</strong>, Morglum replies, pointing the way.