"Well," the rogue spoke with a wry smile..."We can always wait three weeks and find out if I turn into a ravening tiger. As for the heart, it seems I now have some sort of mystical connection with my assailant, and will get a sense of his location at times. According to the book anywa...

The rogue laughed, perhaps a trifle bitterly. "Well," he managed, "that seems straight-forward enough. All we need is a blue dragon's fang, the feather of a cockatrice, A sprig of lesser devilweed, cut with a golden sickle on the full moon night, a cut diamond 1 foot across, and the h...

"My thanks Scholar. You were correct...we have indeed come to the right person. Please tell me...Is there any way to tell which manifestation of the condition will affect one before hand? Is there any way to control how it manifests? And is there any known cure? I believe it has been 7 days sin...

The rogue stepped to the front of the group, and bowed in greeting. "My thanks for meeting us Scholar. The guild informs us that you are its leading expert on lycanthropy, and I have an urgent question. Some days ago, in a small town, we battled a were-tiger, in both human and animal form. We w...

The rogue, thankful for a change that the big cleric had taken matters in hand, listened attentively for the answer.

Thanking the guard, the rogue headed toward the indicated building, intending to ask the guards for admittance.

Looking interestedly up and down the street, Xavier crossed to the nearest guard, and asked him politely for directions to the apothecaries guild.

Nodding his thanks to the Cleric for getting directions, the rogue gestures for him to lead the way to the Guild, eager to put his questions to them.

Fair enough. I'm sure he won't mind if you just NPC him for now anyway.

After a thoughtful moment, the rogue nodded. "I'll exchange my leather armour for this studded leather armour, and leave mine behind in its place." Making the exchange, he turns to the rest. "I agree with the cleric...no need to leave them bound here. And Vargon may have need of his r...

"I had no idea your people were so cruel elf," the rogue commented. 'Leave them bound next to food they cannot reach?" He shook his head. "If we're not going to question them, I say untie them, and go our way. But if you seek answers, then we wait. I do not care either way. We su...

Shrugging his shoulders, the rogue takes Vargon's rope and uses it to tie the two bandits together, effectively immobilising them.

Xavier watches shocked as the sorceress turns suddenly and shoots at the bandit rushing toward his companion. He'd been prepared for the bandits to resume the attack, even after surrendering, but not his own party. He lowered his bow, easing off the tension on the bow string, and shakes his head. Sh...

Keeping his arrow aimed at bandit 3, the rogue shouts back, "you should have thought of that before you attacked us, damnit!"

He holds his fire for the moment, but remains prepared to loose at any sign of hostilities resuming.

Seeing the now sorely wounded fighter charge bandit 2, and the female wizard at least temporarily out of action, the rogue switches aim, and looses at bandit 3.

Three bolts and the big fighter recieved only a single wound...the rogue shook his head...some people were luckier than they knew.

Shaking his head to clear it, he aimed again at the woman and loosed another arrow.

The woman. I was shooting at the woman, not the bandit.

Sheesh. You forgot about it? That's nice man. Ok, I'll forgive you. I'm still here, so I guess I'm in.

Leaving the melee to the fighter and the cleric, Xavier begins loosing arrows at the woman. He plans to continue doing so until she is incapacitated, or until he is forced into melee.

Shouting to Vargon to close fast, and not wait for them, since using their crossbows, they won't need to approach, Xavier moves to the East, and begins loosing arrows at the men in turn, Suspecting that the W oman, is a magic-user, and since the only other ranged weapon in their party seemed to be t...