Ah, I still hope for a return of Narzen Sin'th!

Thanks, always nice to know Narzy has fans.  

He certainly is not gone for good, although keeping track of his current escapades may require a more novel approach.

"My path, my pilgrimage, has led to this... no end yet I see in sight," Gaess says quietly, nodding as her mouth curves into a slight and rather wry, toothy smile, "I shall serve, and observe, the will of the Queen of Spiders."

Hey guys... just wanted to explain my absence somewhat.

Put simply, my life's been a big pile of %¤"# for the last few months. While mostly self-imposed, especially in the recent weeks, the fact of the matter is I don't know if I fear the turn of the year or rather look forward to it to at least find out if I've gotten things back on track by then, or if I've finally dug myself into a hole there's no way out of.

So there. And just in case, this is by no means a farewell note, merely something to buy myself some time to think stuff over...

--Think, think, think! Whatever! How about you actually try and do something every once in a while, eh?

-Er... please, dear, I'm not sure you're helping here...

--What? All he does is bloody whine! Should I tell him some stupid bedtime stories to make him feel better or what the hells do you expect me to do?

-Well, uh, now that you mentioned it, I was thinking of s-

--Oh, shut up!

-Yes, dear.

PM'd my next actions.

Gaess is breathing heavily, yet it is obvious she is excited rather than exhausted. The woman bares her teeth, her wolf-eyes flaring up with bloodlust.

Sorry about any confusion.  

My character (Gaess) can and will sneak up on the enemy, so she's in group 1.

Following from the side as the drow have their conversation, Gaess mutters something to herself in the Mulhorandi tongue.

"Walls and ceilings I can walk, hidden from sight and hearing to the untrained," Gaess whispers, draping her cloak around her, "Approach underneath the bridge, perhaps, should need arise, and conjure a web to ensnare these derro."