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“Sounds good, old man,” the tall woman walking abreast of him replied in that aloof and abrasive way she had. But after these many days on the road in her company, the wizard would know Gormlaith meant no offense by her name for him. She moved her arms, shifting that long bar of sheathed steel that...

May I ask what happened to your friend?"[/color] he asks, a bit naively. With an arrow half-drawn, Freda lifts a singular eyebrow at the Cleric's question. The halfling wonders if she has made a mistake throwing her lot in with this band of adventurers. She bites back a snappy retort, keeping a war...

http://i64.tinypic.com/2uh7ihi.jpg .~-= Gormlaith =-~. Class & Levels : Fighter 1st Race : Human Alignment : Neutral Experience Points : 0 XP Bonus : Hit Dice : 1d6+1 Hit Points : 8/8 Armour Class : 7 Base Hit Bonus : +1 Saving Throw : 14 Abilities STR : 15 +1 To Hit/Damage INT : 9 WIS : 11 DEX : 1...

Tossin' my hat in!

After whispering to the others as to what she heard, Freda then gives them a 'what do we do now?' look.

Freda nods and approaches the door, taking the moment to press an ear to the door.

Freda snorts. "Oh? You've got an acquaintance or two down 'ere, eh?" the hafling quips as she head cautiously down the north corridor.

Freda will make certain to avoid the rug, wary of a trap as the group ponders which way to take. She will, if asked, toss her head to the east entrance.

Freda shakes her head as they step down into the cool darkness. Only light I care for is something to help me see down here, she quips. Hey now, put me in a position where I can use my bow!

The halfling lowers the bow, but not before giving Holger a mean look. "Me name's Freda Briarfoot , and that's a name you'll not likely to forget. I was scout/archer with the shire wardens under ol' Bowb Sandheaver. Short of it, we had a falling out of sorts and I says to him, 'toss off' and went ab...