Nodding at the words of the others, the barbarian moves further into the room, positioning himself near the mysterious door in case something nasty comes pouring through as the others move to investigate the sigil carved upon the portal.


OOC: Hmm perhaps wed better take a roll call of those still with us? It appears weve lost a few players and this thread is getting very sloooow because of it. Id suggest everyone still actively involved in this adventure post within the next few days or so. Then Shadow can make the decision to NPC the others or drop them out somehow. Maybe they lose heart and wait for us at the mine entrance or something? Or they can head out and become old men in search of swatting Anavren with their walking sticks! :lol


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Horek Varshot
Deep bronze skin and the red body paint that decorates the face of this large man combine to mark him as one of true Flannish origin. The plainsman carries a sturdy longbow and a huge sword is strapped tightly to his back. Studded leather armor peeks out from beneath a cloak made from the hide of a large black bear and a necklace decorated with huge claws completes the picture of this fearsome barbarian. The scowl upon his face along with hard, piercing eyes warn you that disturbing this quiet man might be considered foolhardy unless there is good reason.