Glogs watches the boy eating the filthy apple with alarm. I am not entirely optimistic about the quality of these lodgings.

"Rivals?" says Glogs. "Agents?"

Glogs will clean off the road filth at the well, then check out the mess hall. "I could use a bite, especially a free bite, if conditions aren't too awfully foul. I don't know how long my rations will need to last."

Glogs will take the rider 2 position in the future.

Glogs holds his tongue and gets on the cleanest horse he can find.

Maclyr expected and took the hint. No more ale this dreary eve. He offers his share of a double room. He looks at his potential adventuring partners and says, I don't have the funds to waste, so if any of you want to split the fare, might as well. I would rather kill you now if you try to steal or ...

Sorry I missed the convo here re: healing. I for one welcome our new dwarven (half) cleric. I liked UA when it came out. In those pre-Internet days, it was nice to have the pictures of weapons. I liked cantrips and barbarians. As usual w/ AD&D, I ignored everything I didn't like. My copy isn't y...

Glogs listens to the talk between Ollenstask and the party and drinks his ale. When his cup is emptied, he wipes it out with a clean cloth he keeps for this purpose, ties the cup by its handle to a leather thong on his pack, and approaches the table. " Sir ," he says to Ollenstask, " ...

Having inspected the Harpy, and finding it not altogether as filthy as one might fear, given the name, Glognius "Glogs" Epithlet steps to the bar and rests his pewter cup there, carefully turning it so the small handle points to 9 o'clock. He is a young man of medium build, encased in chai...

Glognius "Glogs" Epithlet, Human, Fighting Man Level: 1 XP: 0 Alignment: Lawful Neutral Deity: Pholtus Gender: Male Age: 20 Height: 5 feet, 11 and 13/16 inches Weight: 180# Str: 18/46 (+10% exp.; +1 to hit; +3 damage; +100# weight allowance; open doors on a 1-4 on d6; bend bars/lift gates...