Krin moves to the chest and attempts to open it. If the chest is locked, he attempts to pick the lock.

Group rolls a 6.

The group runs into building 23 and hides behind the windows, glancing out cautiously.

Krin rolls a 4.

Krin pulls the net from his belt and begins swinging it lasso-style, taking aim at the griffin. He let's loose the net!

Krin calls out to Seipher, "Move in the direction of 23 so we know what we're heading into."

Krin takes the net, folds it, and fits it through his belt for quick use.

Krin walks over to the pegasus. "I'm glad to see you're all right. I'm surprised to see you in this town. What brought you here?"

Krin and Samia search the bodies. Krin pauses and waves to the pegasus. "Are you all right, dear pegasus?"

Krin, seeing that he has enough companions now to exit the tavern, opens the door. A cool, tingling sensation moves across his skin as he steps through the magical barrier into the town outside..."Ah, fresh air," he smiles as he breaths in deeply.

<ooc: join the chat room, everyone>

I live in NYC and just found out about this section. I take a look only to realize that this section is a total sausage fest. ;-P NYC run out of women?

That makes two of us. ;-)

"Right, let's get out of here, guys - I need some exercise. We've got the three of us at least. Two more and we'll be able to leave."

The *human* named Krin (*cough Boromir*) comes down the stairs smelling faintly of soap. Noticing the new arrival and the dark elf hitting on her, Krin smiles to himself. "Boromir, good morning," says Krin as he approaches the bar. "I'm going to need a new cloak after that halfling turned mine into a rope. Do you know where I can get one and have it tailored? Ah, and...what's for breakfast?"

*As night comes, Krin finds a corner and sleeps. He wakes in the morning, stretches and does some exercise, then makes his way to the bar.* "Morning, bartender - do you have any bathtubs around here?"

The male minotaur hears a shrill cry from within the tavern. "Me spoke too soon!"

--Inside the tavern--

"Get off of my foot you ten ton sack of beef!" screams Krin.
"Sowwies," says Zero as she lifts her hoof.

Hmm...truly happy? In general, I'll settle for mildly amused. Perhaps we can't ask for happiness in life - we can only try to earn a feeling of self-worth.

--O_o--

I'm sure she'll wake up (log in) sometime soon. Beauty sleep and all that.

Hey, Zero. Would you mind asking her to put on some clothes while she's at it? I have no problem with naked women running around the inn, but fighting orcs while naked? Not recommended.

After all, how would she get all that blood and dirt out of those...hard to reach places? >_O

Krin wakes to the sound of splintering wood. A sudden hush falls over the bar and Krin sees the minotaur and one of the drow inches apart, weapons drawn. The minotaur slowly lifts the dark elf away and introduces herself. Krin's body relaxes, and notices there are several glasses of liquor on the bar table. Krin stands up and moves to the bar. "A round on the house?" The bartender nods as his eyes flicker to the second dark elf. Krin takes the glass. "Very kind of you drow. Our more boisterous friends have introduced themselves. Let it be our turn: my name is Krin."

<out of character (ooc)> Everyone join the chatroom, huh?
http://www.angelfire.com/wa2/BlackRose/

Krin eyes Zero's thumbs anxiously. ;-P