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Yes, waiting on Patonius. He has gone MIA on us. If I do not hear from him soon, I will be going to the bench for a replacement, as we do not have a thief or a mage in the party. We could probably do without them, but it's good to have a more well-rounded party. I think we are going to be down a Wu...

I spoke to Wumbo last night, not sure if he is going to be joining us... so we are left waiting for Patonious?
Not my job but I thought I'd mention it.

[ooc] fine with me [/ooc]

From her chair, Angel "Tuts" quietly, she reaches for the glass of water, paying attention to each member of the group in turn.

[ooc] forgot the house was so small, wasn't reading the start of the thread, forgive me... lol [/ooc] Angel smiles, the lines of contempt disappear for a short time. "I have somewhere to stay, that is not a problem, the food however would be most welcome, thank you." She takes some food an...

"Very well, we shall see your ability on the field. I trust you can fight, or have another use Brother?" She stands preparing to check her horse for the night, her muddy cloak opens revealing mismatched armor. "I'm not sure what use mapmaking will be, I presume we are taking the main ...

Angel nods at Fraso's comment, she turns to the others.
"Brusen, Papa" She nods, "you" she points to Elias and Bastian, "we haven't met"

Angel scoffs. [ooc] she knows nothing of such things [/ooc].
"Haunted? Are you Fit to Travel Sorcerer?"

Tempest wrote:Character = finished.

Where do I send it to? I've glanced around but didn't see anything.

Suggest you mail the sheet to Stik (PM him for the address) and post a basic description on the character thread

That would probably mean you might know Brusen too, that would be up to you and Bryant to decide.

"The Price is acceptable. I trust the chosen group are professionals." Angel ignored the Dwarves comments on elves, brushing it aside with a wave of the dagger, she nodded gently in his direction. "We take you there, help if we can, bring you back and get paid? Sounds simple enough&qu...

Frivolous,
I have assumed that our characters know each other. Conversations with stik have lead me to feel we worked on the same caravan.

Angel raises her dagger to Papa in greeting. They haven't spoken since the last caravan.

Angel sits quietly in the corner, surveying the room, checking out each person present, drawing a dagger she plays with it flips it around her fingers absentmindely. "My Mothers people fade, they don't desire immortality" Staring intently at Fraso with her brown eyes, she smiles, "I t...

Cool, Angel is desperate to kick some butt. lol!