Dave, Fist of Odin Hey Schmektor - there's TWO of us who are armored here and could pass as KoAs in the dark, at a distance. Maybe. I think that's the best plan so far - except for the giant magnet one - but my role in the party is not exactly as the strategist.

It's as the clobberer, if you were wondering. My name is Dave, Fist of Odin - not the brain, or the mouth, or the big toe. The plan I'm actually most fond of is just walking up to the damn tower and going in, but I'm willing to bend a little on that.

Oh - and Moth? My name is Dave, Fist of Odin. That's not a title, it's my name. Dave, Fist of the Gods might be some other guy, but it's not me. I'm not offended or anything, and your recent discussion with Marivhon shows you're a stand-up guy - I'm just saying.

Okay. I buy a couple of healing potions, and I'm good to go. If there are any plans that involve sneakiness - well, I'm wearing a suit of full plate and carry a large shield, so maybe 'sneaky' isn't one of my core competencies. I can bust out a silence or two, sure - but I'd rather summon some angry badgers and wade right in.

Hey - do we have a battle-cry? 'Fuck you, buddy!' works for me as a temporary thing.  ¶ 12:43 AM