Post by K Man on May 9, 2005 8:48:33 GMT -5
{Being that I've not seen/heard hide nor hair of Wizard in over a week or more...I'm sad to report that he has forfeited his right to play in this campaign. He was also playing in an AIM game I was running, but hasn't shown for that either. I hope all is well with him and that he's ok. Should he have a valid reason for departure and wish a return, I will consider it.
RIP Wizard....RIP.
At this point, since Wiz has been instrumental in alot of things, let's just assume he's taken Satara away for whatever reasons with his new hawk companion.}
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Londo and Graak - Moving through the throng of gyrating bodies proves beyond difficult. You keep you hands glued to your pouches and belongings, fearing they will be stripped without your knowledge.
[Search/Spot Checks, Londo and Graak] You do not see any place where one would below Arturick's. No stairs, no ladders...no anything to head below.
You do however, see a man, wire thin and frustrated, shoving his way through the crowd. He drags a woman behind him, what looks like a prostitute, who holds a crumpled hat in her hands. His face is soured and twisted into one of anger.
[Listen Checks] You both can hear him muttering beneath his breath.
"This is just not the way you do business...make an offer and follow through...everyone knows that!"
He weaves and pushes through the throng, headed behind the bar...
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Drop'Gar - Some time has gone by, you're not really sure...but you do become cognizant of the hatch opening again.
Arturick...or someone, is coming back down.
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{I will not be here to post tomorrow guys...stupid seminars... }
RIP Wizard....RIP.
At this point, since Wiz has been instrumental in alot of things, let's just assume he's taken Satara away for whatever reasons with his new hawk companion.}
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Londo and Graak - Moving through the throng of gyrating bodies proves beyond difficult. You keep you hands glued to your pouches and belongings, fearing they will be stripped without your knowledge.
[Search/Spot Checks, Londo and Graak] You do not see any place where one would below Arturick's. No stairs, no ladders...no anything to head below.
You do however, see a man, wire thin and frustrated, shoving his way through the crowd. He drags a woman behind him, what looks like a prostitute, who holds a crumpled hat in her hands. His face is soured and twisted into one of anger.
[Listen Checks] You both can hear him muttering beneath his breath.
"This is just not the way you do business...make an offer and follow through...everyone knows that!"
He weaves and pushes through the throng, headed behind the bar...
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Drop'Gar - Some time has gone by, you're not really sure...but you do become cognizant of the hatch opening again.
Arturick...or someone, is coming back down.
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{I will not be here to post tomorrow guys...stupid seminars... }