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still here. Just been sick.

Desh will take position 15 feet behind the scouts so as to not penalize them with his lack of stealth training. He carries his flail at the ready. Initiative (+2 from Isidar) (1d20+2=6) Perception (1d20+2=18)

Desh sighs, "Well, lets go kill it then. Does anyone object?"

"... you mean Sylas is gone? In your opinion, has he been eaten/compromised or have you simply lost track of him; we're asking for your expert opinion so think about it before answering."

OOC: Desh is about 20 feet behind the scouts (oak/silas) so as not to disrupt thier stealth.

"I find monkey's fairly disturbling... they're like miniature hairy halflings with 1/2 a brain."

Eh, lets go save the village and assassinate the goblin shaman.

typically, a fast game is 1 (possibly 2) posts per day, 5 days a week.

Desh frown and clicks his talons against his plate as he considers the blue dragonborn's wise words. "What kind of numbers are we talking about here? Are the raiders organized? Have you managed to gather any intelligence on this goblin shaman? We're all obviously capable but Are you expecting us...

Desh looks around and pointedly asks, "But aren't we supposed to be on our way to Nesiah?"

My posting will be sporadic this week, the company I work for got sold and I've got to figure out if I still have a job next month.

Desh flashes his toothy grin and removes his helm, taking a moment to shake the sweat from his frills. "Well met Sylas. I don't know what everyone else thinks, but I'm inclined to take you up on your offer. Its like the warrant oficios used to say, never turn down the chance to sleep in a warm...

Desh spins his flail idly before draping over his shoulder plates. Whistling merrily he wanders over to the mounted elf and nods his thanks with a toothy grin. "If you really want to help you can mount a recover operation of our driver's corpse and the horses it was riding."

waiting for initiative.

Just a note saying I'm still here. :)

Desh, HP: 29 (39) -- AC: 19, Ft: 15, Rf: 11, Wl: 14 OOC: I posted yesterday, forum must have eaten my post. Sorry. Hmm, this one's a tough bugger. Desh looks around, taking in the battleground. He begins to worry as the mounted hobgoblin closes in on the rest of the group. He grunts "...if...

Desh, HP: 29 -- AC: 19, Ft: 15, Rf: 11, Wl: 14 Desh shudders as the arcane dust settles on him, invigorating him once more. "My thanks stranger!" "Now, lets take care of this little problem." He swings his flail mightily at the orc. minor -- Divine Challenge on orc O5 standard -- Holy...

Updated Vail in post: http://www.enworld.org/forum/showpost.php?p=4366378&postcount=22

Desh yells: "By Avandra WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!!!" Desh spins on his feet and brings his flail to attention, eyes blazing in unfettered excitement, and lashes out at the nearest orc. "You face a champion of Avandra, ork. Stand and be judged!" ----------------------------------------------------...

If I read the rule book correctly, he gets 24 hit points + his Con. I'll re-read that part in a bit; perhaps that was supposed to say con modifier.