The Plotless Adventure.

[Tacitus]

Through the night Vulp can feel a prickling at the base of his skull and even in his dreams there seems to be something just beyond his peripheral vision. When he awakens the vibrant haired man is staring at him with a strange intensity that persists through his prayers for his daily allotment of spells. Just a moment before he seems to be done Kilian stands and glances around, "Piss poor place to sleep, if you ask me."

((Defensive Precognition swapped for Precognition for the day))

[Mee]

Yet another note:

Yup, pretty nasty.

[Mee]

Um, bump?
I'm also going to have to take off for a few weeks, should we end this today, or just make a new thread when I get back?

[Tacitus]

((*shrug* Either way, I'll be here when you get back. XP))

[Mee]

((Okay, well, I'll start a new thread when I get back.
Maybe recruit some more fools players, and so on.

So, final encounter is in the next room.))
EDIT: ((Alright, I'm off. This thread is sort-a-dead.
I'll recruit some new people when I get back, and we'll start again.
And maybe I'll do a better job DMing. ))