Falcon looks at Ghandi. "Master Ghandi according to the note we have just under thirty days to find my brother. I don't think It will take us that long to do the repairs, at least I hope not." Falcon this of what will happen if the repairs do take more then the thirty days.

He truns to the rest of the group. "I will be back with my belongings and what I need." he turns and runs out of the pub to get what he needs.

A while later he returns riding his lady his black mule and comming behind him are two more mules with saws, axes, hammers, glue past, paint, two kegs of warnies ale and several other items he might need.

With his axe at his side and his shield on his back he looks to every one. "I am ready when ever you all are."



"Fight, little fools! Mount your wars and raise your towers and make your chases. I like to taste well-marbled meat when I'm crunching your bones[/center]