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	'''''"Let me tell you young masters, the tale of the times that come about in the city on the lower coast of the Pellurian. It's a tale telling of the troubled town. <br> <br> The harbor bell rang with grim solemnity in the Stone Docks. The early morning mist swirled inquisitively about the last of the fishing boats heading for the open sea. A group of burly men stood in glowering silence on the pier, awaiting the arrival of the Carrion Wind out of Highwall. The creaking of ropes and rhythmic slapping of water on timber were the first signs of its approach, followed shortly by the appearance of the hulking black mass of the three-masted troop carrier. As the ship passed the seawall, the men on the docks erupted into a flurry of activity, preparing to bring the ship into berth. At the seawall, the cloud of gulls that had been following the ship wheeled suddenly and dispersed into the mist-shrouded horizon. Their strange behavior served only to highlight the absence of birds on the dockside. <br> <br> As soon as the laborers tied off the ship, the planks were thrown roughly down and the dark shapes crowding the gangway resolved themselves into the brutish forms of orcs clad in black chain and carrying the large jagged blades of their kind. With a roar, the towering beasts charged down the boards and onto the quayside, snarling and howling at the terrified onlookers. There was a hollow ring to this fearsome bluster, and as the orcs moved swiftly away from the ~~waterâs~~ edge, several cast nervous glances at it and the creaking vessel that had carried them for a week across the wide Pelluria. Following after his troops, a much larger member of the species stopped in the gangway, sneering at the sprawling human city rising above him. There was no trace of fear in the ~~orukâs~~ manner, but his temper was as foul as his ~~troopsâ~~. When a young lad stumbled under the weight of his load, dropping a crate that promptly fell into the water and sunk quickly from sight, the commander found an object on which to vent his irritation. The sickening sound of metal parting flesh and shattering bone reverberated around the dock. Silence rushed into the frozen tableau that followed, but the oruk merely grinned at the grim-faced humans and spat on his ~~victimâs~~ body."''''' <br> <br> ''Move on, ya laggards, before I start ~~givinâ~~ you some!'' '''''The oruk bellowed to his orcs as he kicked the headless corpse into the water lapping at the quayside.''''' <br> <br> '''''"Legate Idis sipped from a gem-encrusted chalice wrought of gold. The fine wine was a piquant accompaniment to the screams of the oruk dangling in chains before him. This last had been particularly shrill and drawn out; the cold smile of the mistress of mercies told him that the show had at last come to an end. Idis was impressed with his endurance. The savage had survived a week under the ~~mistressâs~~ tender ministrations. Ah! Fine wine and such sweet entertainment, he thought. Of course, he ~~hadnât~~ needed to torture the oruk; the populace would have been appeased by a simple execution. But then, one must take ~~oneâs~~ pleasures as one can."''''' <br> <br> ''Orf, take ~~thisâ¦~~'' <br> '''''Idis idly waved his hand towards the mass of raw, bleeding flesh that had been Commander Turrz,''''' <br> ''...thing away. Hang it from the Weirhold Gate. Let his carcass serve as warning to the others that the status quo will not be threatened.'' <br> '''''Yawning, the legate left the subterranean room, his black robes dragging in the pooling blood upon the floor, leaving a glistening streak in his wake.'''''		'''''"Let me tell you young masters, the tale of the times that come about in the city on the lower coast of the Pellurian. It's a tale telling of the troubled town. <br> <br> The harbor bell rang with grim solemnity in the Stone Docks. The early morning mist swirled inquisitively about the last of the fishing boats heading for the open sea. A group of burly men stood in glowering silence on the pier, awaiting the arrival of the Carrion Wind out of Highwall. The creaking of ropes and rhythmic slapping of water on timber were the first signs of its approach, followed shortly by the appearance of the hulking black mass of the three-masted troop carrier. As the ship passed the seawall, the men on the docks erupted into a flurry of activity, preparing to bring the ship into berth. At the seawall, the cloud of gulls that had been following the ship wheeled suddenly and dispersed into the mist-shrouded horizon. Their strange behavior served only to highlight the absence of birds on the dockside. <br> <br> As soon as the laborers tied off the ship, the planks were thrown roughly down and the dark shapes crowding the gangway resolved themselves into the brutish forms of orcs clad in black chain and carrying the large jagged blades of their kind. With a roar, the towering beasts charged down the boards and onto the quayside, snarling and howling at the terrified onlookers. There was a hollow ring to this fearsome bluster, and as the orcs moved swiftly away from the waterÃ¢ÂÂs edge, several cast nervous glances at it and the creaking vessel that had carried them for a week across the wide Pelluria. Following after his troops, a much larger member of the species stopped in the gangway, sneering at the sprawling human city rising above him. There was no trace of fear in the orukÃ¢ÂÂs manner, but his temper was as foul as his troopsÃ¢ÂÂ. When a young lad stumbled under the weight of his load, dropping a crate that promptly fell into the water and sunk quickly from sight, the commander found an object on which to vent his irritation. The sickening sound of metal parting flesh and shattering bone reverberated around the dock. Silence rushed into the frozen tableau that followed, but the oruk merely grinned at the grim-faced humans and spat on his victimÃ¢ÂÂs body."''''' <br> <br> ''Move on, ya laggards, before I start givinÃ¢ÂÂ you some!'' '''''The oruk bellowed to his orcs as he kicked the headless corpse into the water lapping at the quayside.''''' <br> <br> '''''"Legate Idis sipped from a gem-encrusted chalice wrought of gold. The fine wine was a piquant accompaniment to the screams of the oruk dangling in chains before him. This last had been particularly shrill and drawn out; the cold smile of the mistress of mercies told him that the show had at last come to an end. Idis was impressed with his endurance. The savage had survived a week under the mistressÃ¢ÂÂs tender ministrations. Ah! Fine wine and such sweet entertainment, he thought. Of course, he hadnÃ¢ÂÂt needed to torture the oruk; the populace would have been appeased by a simple execution. But then, one must take oneÃ¢ÂÂs pleasures as one can."''''' <br> <br> ''Orf, take thisÃ¢ÂÂ¦'' <br> '''''Idis idly waved his hand towards the mass of raw, bleeding flesh that had been Commander Turrz,''''' <br> ''...thing away. Hang it from the Weirhold Gate. Let his carcass serve as warning to the others that the status quo will not be threatened.'' <br> '''''Yawning, the legate left the subterranean room, his black robes dragging in the pooling blood upon the floor, leaving a glistening streak in his wake.'''''

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	==PRIOR TO THE BLUFF==		==PRIOR TO THE BLUFF==
	None of you like to hear the old beast weave his words. Even his master Zal'Kazzir can barely stand hearing him talk now and then. But this story... this tale of "the Bluff" was one that no one seemed to yell "SHUT UP!" at him for... The little outsider has been to the Bluff. At least that's what it seems like from his words. Along the trip across the southern Plains of Ash and Blood - nearing the plains of grass where the thousands of Orcs camp the old beast began a story...		None of you like to hear the old beast weave his words. Even his master Zal'Kazzir can barely stand hearing him talk now and then. But this story... this tale of "the Bluff" was one that no one seemed to yell "SHUT UP!" at him for... The little outsider has been to the Bluff. At least that's what it seems like from his words. Along the trip across the southern Plains of Ash and Blood - nearing the plains of grass where the thousands of Orcs camp the old beast began a story...


	'''''"Let me tell you young masters, the tale of the times that come about in the city on the lower coast of the Pellurian. It's a tale telling of the troubled town. <br> <br> The harbor bell rang with grim solemnity in the Stone Docks. The early morning mist swirled inquisitively about the last of the fishing boats heading for the open sea. A group of burly men stood in glowering silence on the pier, awaiting the arrival of the Carrion Wind out of Highwall. The creaking of ropes and rhythmic slapping of water on timber were the first signs of its approach, followed shortly by the appearance of the hulking black mass of the three-masted troop carrier. As the ship passed the seawall, the men on the docks erupted into a flurry of activity, preparing to bring the ship into berth. At the seawall, the cloud of gulls that had been following the ship wheeled suddenly and dispersed into the mist-shrouded horizon. Their strange behavior served only to highlight the absence of birds on the dockside. <br> <br> As soon as the laborers tied off the ship, the planks were thrown roughly down and the dark shapes crowding the gangway resolved themselves into the brutish forms of orcs clad in black chain and carrying the large jagged blades of their kind. With a roar, the towering beasts charged down the boards and onto the quayside, snarling and howling at the terrified onlookers. There was a hollow ring to this fearsome bluster, and as the orcs moved swiftly away from the ~~water’s~~ edge, several cast nervous glances at it and the creaking vessel that had carried them for a week across the wide Pelluria. Following after his troops, a much larger member of the species stopped in the gangway, sneering at the sprawling human city rising above him. There was no trace of fear in the ~~oruk’s~~ manner, but his temper was as foul as his ~~troops’~~. When a young lad stumbled under the weight of his load, dropping a crate that promptly fell into the water and sunk quickly from sight, the commander found an object on which to vent his irritation. The sickening sound of metal parting flesh and shattering bone reverberated around the dock. Silence rushed into the frozen tableau that followed, but the oruk merely grinned at the grim-faced humans and spat on his ~~victim’s~~ body."''''' <br> <br> ''Move on, ya laggards, before I start ~~givin’~~ you some!'' '''''The oruk bellowed to his orcs as he kicked the headless corpse into the water lapping at the quayside.''''' <br> <br> '''''"Legate Idis sipped from a gem-encrusted chalice wrought of gold. The fine wine was a piquant accompaniment to the screams of the oruk dangling in chains before him. This last had been particularly shrill and drawn out; the cold smile of the mistress of mercies told him that the show had at last come to an end. Idis was impressed with his endurance. The savage had survived a week under the ~~mistress’s~~ tender ministrations. Ah! Fine wine and such sweet entertainment, he thought. Of course, he ~~hadn’t~~ needed to torture the oruk; the populace would have been appeased by a simple execution. But then, one must take ~~one’s~~ pleasures as one can."''''' <br> <br> ''Orf, take ~~this…~~'' <br> '''''Idis idly waved his hand towards the mass of raw, bleeding flesh that had been Commander Turrz,''''' <br> ''...thing away. Hang it from the Weirhold Gate. Let his carcass serve as warning to the others that the status quo will not be threatened.'' <br> '''''Yawning, the legate left the subterranean room, his black robes dragging in the pooling blood upon the floor, leaving a glistening streak in his wake.'''''		'''''"Let me tell you young masters, the tale of the times that come about in the city on the lower coast of the Pellurian. It's a tale telling of the troubled town. <br> <br> The harbor bell rang with grim solemnity in the Stone Docks. The early morning mist swirled inquisitively about the last of the fishing boats heading for the open sea. A group of burly men stood in glowering silence on the pier, awaiting the arrival of the Carrion Wind out of Highwall. The creaking of ropes and rhythmic slapping of water on timber were the first signs of its approach, followed shortly by the appearance of the hulking black mass of the three-masted troop carrier. As the ship passed the seawall, the men on the docks erupted into a flurry of activity, preparing to bring the ship into berth. At the seawall, the cloud of gulls that had been following the ship wheeled suddenly and dispersed into the mist-shrouded horizon. Their strange behavior served only to highlight the absence of birds on the dockside. <br> <br> As soon as the laborers tied off the ship, the planks were thrown roughly down and the dark shapes crowding the gangway resolved themselves into the brutish forms of orcs clad in black chain and carrying the large jagged blades of their kind. With a roar, the towering beasts charged down the boards and onto the quayside, snarling and howling at the terrified onlookers. There was a hollow ring to this fearsome bluster, and as the orcs moved swiftly away from the waterâs edge, several cast nervous glances at it and the creaking vessel that had carried them for a week across the wide Pelluria. Following after his troops, a much larger member of the species stopped in the gangway, sneering at the sprawling human city rising above him. There was no trace of fear in the orukâs manner, but his temper was as foul as his troopsâ. When a young lad stumbled under the weight of his load, dropping a crate that promptly fell into the water and sunk quickly from sight, the commander found an object on which to vent his irritation. The sickening sound of metal parting flesh and shattering bone reverberated around the dock. Silence rushed into the frozen tableau that followed, but the oruk merely grinned at the grim-faced humans and spat on his victimâs body."''''' <br> <br> ''Move on, ya laggards, before I start givinâ you some!'' '''''The oruk bellowed to his orcs as he kicked the headless corpse into the water lapping at the quayside.''''' <br> <br> '''''"Legate Idis sipped from a gem-encrusted chalice wrought of gold. The fine wine was a piquant accompaniment to the screams of the oruk dangling in chains before him. This last had been particularly shrill and drawn out; the cold smile of the mistress of mercies told him that the show had at last come to an end. Idis was impressed with his endurance. The savage had survived a week under the mistressâs tender ministrations. Ah! Fine wine and such sweet entertainment, he thought. Of course, he hadnât needed to torture the oruk; the populace would have been appeased by a simple execution. But then, one must take oneâs pleasures as one can."''''' <br> <br> ''Orf, take thisâ¦'' <br> '''''Idis idly waved his hand towards the mass of raw, bleeding flesh that had been Commander Turrz,''''' <br> ''...thing away. Hang it from the Weirhold Gate. Let his carcass serve as warning to the others that the status quo will not be threatened.'' <br> '''''Yawning, the legate left the subterranean room, his black robes dragging in the pooling blood upon the floor, leaving a glistening streak in his wake.'''''

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	''THIS is an '''EYES ONLY''' link for ERANON - '''DONOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT STEVE!!'''''		''THIS is an '''EYES ONLY''' link for ERANON - '''DONOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT STEVE!!'''''
	* Eranon's knowledge of [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Eranon%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Tir_Amrasa_Edior Forests] beyond the Felthera.		* Eranon's knowledge of [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Eranon%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Tir_Amrasa_Edior Forests] beyond the Felthera.
	* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Eranon%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Commanders_of_the_Eastern_Erethor_Front Elven Commanders] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>		* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Eranon%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Commanders_of_the_Eastern_Erethor_Front Elven Commanders] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>
			* NOTE: Steve - we really didn't cover this much but here's a fun bit for you... [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Midnight_RPG_-_Chapter_22.111 a Gift found]

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	====NOTE: Durgaz get's a roll on "Fraag Longtusk"====		====NOTE: Durgaz get's a roll on "Fraag Longtusk"====
	'''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 10+6 = '''16'''. Info :		'''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 10+6 = '''16'''. Info :
			''THIS is an '''EYES ONLY''' link for DURGAZ - '''DONOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT ANDREW!!'''''
	* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Durgaz%27s_Stuff_he_knows#At_Night_Kings.27_Command Fraag Longtusk] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>		* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Durgaz%27s_Stuff_he_knows#At_Night_Kings.27_Command Fraag Longtusk] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>

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	'''ROLL''': Zal'Kazzir (Know: Nobility +8) ROLLED: 16+8 = '''24'''. Info :		'''ROLL''': Zal'Kazzir (Know: Nobility +8) ROLLED: 16+8 = '''24'''. Info :
	''THIS is an '''EYES ONLY''' link for ZAL'KAZZIR - '''DONOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT ADAM!!'''''		''THIS is an '''EYES ONLY''' link for ZAL'KAZZIR - '''DONOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT ADAM!!'''''
	* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Zal%27Kazzir%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Baden.27s_Bluff_.26_the_Region Baden's Bluff region]		* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Zal%27Kazzir%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Baden.27s_Bluff_.26_the_Region Baden's Bluff region] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>

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	'''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 10+6 = '''16'''. Info :		'''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 10+6 = '''16'''. Info :
	* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Durgaz%27s_Stuff_he_knows#At_Night_Kings.27_Command Fraag Longtusk] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>		* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Durgaz%27s_Stuff_he_knows#At_Night_Kings.27_Command Fraag Longtusk] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>


	====NOTE: Eranon get's a roll on "Lord Eoatin & other Elven Commanders" & the forests beyond the Felthera====		====NOTE: Eranon get's a roll on "Lord Eoatin & other Elven Commanders" & the forests beyond the Felthera====
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	* Eranon's knowledge of [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Eranon%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Tir_Amrasa_Edior Forests] beyond the Felthera.		* Eranon's knowledge of [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Eranon%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Tir_Amrasa_Edior Forests] beyond the Felthera.
	* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Eranon%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Commanders_of_the_Eastern_Erethor_Front Elven Commanders] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>		* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Eranon%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Commanders_of_the_Eastern_Erethor_Front Elven Commanders] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>



			====NOTE: Zal'Kazzir get's a roll on "Baden's Bluff Social Structure"====
			'''ROLL''': Zal'Kazzir (Know: Nobility +8) ROLLED: 16+8 = '''24'''. Info :
			''THIS is an '''EYES ONLY''' link for ZAL'KAZZIR - '''DONOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT ADAM!!'''''
			* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Zal%27Kazzir%27s_Stuff_he_knows#Baden.27s_Bluff_.26_the_Region Baden's Bluff region]

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	====NOTE: Durgaz get's a roll on "Fraag Longtusk"====		====NOTE: Durgaz get's a roll on "Fraag Longtusk"====
	'''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 10+6 = '''16'''. Info :		'''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 10+6 = '''16'''. Info :
	* [ Fraag Longtusk] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>		* [http://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Durgaz%27s_Stuff_he_knows#At_Night_Kings.27_Command Fraag Longtusk] <font color=red> '''''MORE COMING SOON'''''</font>

	====NOTE: Eranon get's a roll on "Lord Eoatin & other Elven Commanders" & the forests beyond the Felthera====		====NOTE: Eranon get's a roll on "Lord Eoatin & other Elven Commanders" & the forests beyond the Felthera====

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	===DURGAZ===		===DURGAZ===
	'''Q: ''' ''Kevin: That might be a Knowledge: Shadow or Profession: Soldier check to find out exactly what sort of things we'd be most likely to encounter on the Road of Ruin. Goblins? Uruk? Trolls?''		'''Q: ''' ''Kevin: That might be a Knowledge: Shadow or Profession: Soldier check to find out exactly what sort of things we'd be most likely to encounter on the Road of Ruin. Goblins? Uruk? Trolls?''
	~~[[Image:Map-of-Druids-Swamp.gif\|the Druid's Swamp\|thumb\|the Druid's Swamp Region]]~~
	~~[[Image:Midnight-Eredane-_SPLICE.gif\|thumb\|The Eastern Erethor Front region]]~~
	~~[[Image:The-Bluff-Area.gif\|thumb\|the Baden's Bluff region]]~~
	'''A: ''' '''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 13+6 = '''19'''.		'''A: ''' '''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 13+6 = '''19'''.

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	===ERANON===		===ERANON===
	'''Q: ''' ''Kevin: Can I get a Survival check to see what precautions might be necessary, assuming that the conditions will be similar to what we have experienced, but worse?		'''Q: ''' ''Kevin: Can I get a Survival check to see what precautions might be necessary, assuming that the conditions will be similar to what we have experienced, but worse?
			[[Image:Map-of-Druids-Swamp.gif\|the Druid's Swamp\|thumb\|the Druid's Swamp Region]]
			[[Image:Midnight-Eredane-_SPLICE.gif\|thumb\|The Eastern Erethor Front region]]
			[[Image:The-Bluff-Area.gif\|thumb\|the Baden's Bluff region]]
	'''A: ''' '''ROLL''': Eranon (Survival +??) ROLLED: 9+?? = '''??'''.		'''A: ''' '''ROLL''': Eranon (Survival +??) ROLLED: 9+?? = '''??'''.

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	===DURGAZ===		===DURGAZ===
	'''Q: ''' ''Kevin: That might be a Knowledge: Shadow or Profession: Soldier check to find out exactly what sort of things we'd be most likely to encounter on the Road of Ruin. Goblins? Uruk? Trolls?''		'''Q: ''' ''Kevin: That might be a Knowledge: Shadow or Profession: Soldier check to find out exactly what sort of things we'd be most likely to encounter on the Road of Ruin. Goblins? Uruk? Trolls?''
			[[Image:Map-of-Druids-Swamp.gif\|the Druid's Swamp\|thumb\|the Druid's Swamp Region]]
			[[Image:Midnight-Eredane-_SPLICE.gif\|thumb\|The Eastern Erethor Front region]]
			[[Image:The-Bluff-Area.gif\|thumb\|the Baden's Bluff region]]
	'''A: ''' '''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 13+6 = '''19'''.		'''A: ''' '''ROLL''': Durgaz (Profession Soldier +6) ROLLED: 13+6 = '''19'''.

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	'''Q: ''' ''Kyuad has been doing some research concerning the surrounding area.		'''Q: ''' ''Kyuad has been doing some research concerning the surrounding area.
	~~[[Image:Map-of-Druids-Swamp.gif\|the Druid's Swamp\|thumb\|the Druid's Swamp Region]]~~
	~~[[Image:Midnight-Eredane-_SPLICE.gif\|thumb\|The Eastern Erethor Front region]]~~
	~~[[Image:The-Bluff-Area.gif\|thumb\|the Baden's Bluff region]]~~
	'''A: ''' Great. If it's cool, I'll just make it simple and give you modifiers to your LOREBOOK check for these various resources: asking the elves, consulting the maps, and Lorebook checks. For some reason I cannot download your CS, it's also your 9th level sheet anyway... So I'll use the last number I have for it +1 for 10th level. <br> '''ROLL''': Kyuad (Lorebook +14) ROLLED: 17+14 +2 (Elves) + 2 (Maps) = '''35'''.		'''A: ''' Great. If it's cool, I'll just make it simple and give you modifiers to your LOREBOOK check for these various resources: asking the elves, consulting the maps, and Lorebook checks. For some reason I cannot download your CS, it's also your 9th level sheet anyway... So I'll use the last number I have for it +1 for 10th level. <br> '''ROLL''': Kyuad (Lorebook +14) ROLLED: 17+14 +2 (Elves) + 2 (Maps) = '''35'''.

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	'''Q: ''' ''Kyuad has been doing some research concerning the surrounding area.		'''Q: ''' ''Kyuad has been doing some research concerning the surrounding area.
			[[Image:Map-of-Druids-Swamp.gif\|the Druid's Swamp\|thumb\|the Druid's Swamp Region]]
			[[Image:Midnight-Eredane-_SPLICE.gif\|thumb\|The Eastern Erethor Front region]]
	[[Image:The-Bluff-Area.gif\|thumb\|the Baden's Bluff region]]		[[Image:The-Bluff-Area.gif\|thumb\|the Baden's Bluff region]]
	'''A: ''' Great. If it's cool, I'll just make it simple and give you modifiers to your LOREBOOK check for these various resources: asking the elves, consulting the maps, and Lorebook checks. For some reason I cannot download your CS, it's also your 9th level sheet anyway... So I'll use the last number I have for it +1 for 10th level. <br> '''ROLL''': Kyuad (Lorebook +14) ROLLED: 17+14 +2 (Elves) + 2 (Maps) = '''35'''.		'''A: ''' Great. If it's cool, I'll just make it simple and give you modifiers to your LOREBOOK check for these various resources: asking the elves, consulting the maps, and Lorebook checks. For some reason I cannot download your CS, it's also your 9th level sheet anyway... So I'll use the last number I have for it +1 for 10th level. <br> '''ROLL''': Kyuad (Lorebook +14) ROLLED: 17+14 +2 (Elves) + 2 (Maps) = '''35'''.