<div class="floatright">(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/ID-100230335_zpswp4fgb0z.jpg)</div><strong>Charlotte (wearing leather armor), Jocelyn &amp; Gerard<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Newgate city - Inn of the Hero and the Mug - Dining Area<br/><strong>Date and Time: Day 2 - Dinner Time<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> All PCs<br/></strong></strong><hr/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12945741#msg12945741">Quote from: Rummy Tum Tum on 31-01-2017, 01:14:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Greg watched, listened, and nodded as his fellows talked, his own thoughts wandering briefly to the increased danger their potentially lifesaving healer brought to the table. He had good hopes that it would be a trade in their favor. He was in the process of chuckling lightly at Charlotte's last utterance-- and the mere fact that they were now set apart from the average group of champions-- when a voice came shouting for help.<br/><br/>He rose to his feet shortly after hearing the plea, and wearing a small smirk unfitting for the situation, he remarked to no one in particular, "Welp, time to get killin'." With that said, he approached the townsman. He clamped a hand down on the man's shoulder and offered a reassuring smile. <strong>"Please calm down, sir. We'll take care of 'em. Can you tell us where they're attacking from and how many of them there were? Did you see what kind of equipment they have?" </strong>He almost added <em>'and by the way, what the hell are gnolls?'</em>, but figured that wouldn't be the most heroic thing to ask and he'd be finding out soon enough.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"How many?" the man shrieked disbelievingly. "Why would I take the time to count? I have no desire to die!" He promptly hid himself within the Inn without taking the time to answre further questions. The townsfolk remaining inside, also cowered into a back corner.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261064.msg12946007#msg12946007">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 31-01-2017, 03:16:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">As Greg already questions the farmer he steps forward and says; "Okay Greg, in fights you lead as you will be the one charging and attacking foes in close combat. So you need organize where I focus my spells so I do not accidentally hit you. I have spell which makes target's fall asleep prepared, it can affect enemies and allies alike if they are in area of the spell. I also have a spell which launches strong force missiles which can be targeted on single target or split them up to three targets and a spell which bolsters my movement greatly. I can cast any of those spells once until I need to rest recover my magic, I would need depend on my cantrips which you know already what I can do with them."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Charlotte wondered at Tim taking control again. Greg seemed to have fallen into place and everyone still seemed to stand behind him. She was certain there was likely psychological tests that she could do to determine what made people accept him as a leader and why he was so easy to believe and follow. For now, though, she figured that it was best to just follow instructions, as given, when given.<br/><br/>As Greg and the Champions stepped outside, they could see that chaos was well under way. Townspeople were scattering in every direction while seven foot tall creatures that could loosely be called humanoid with their thick brown fur and crestlike manes were organized into two groups of four. When they glanced in the Champions' direction, the Champions could see that their eyes were reflective and bright green. Assuming that they were the gnolls, they were thrashing the townspeople with swords and claws. Each set was divided on one side of the town "square" so that they could inflict maximum damage in the narrower dirt streets.