--Previous Message-- : Zak flips back a few pages and reads, " : Your fate, young ones lies with the : survival of the last kingdom. Five of you : must go to Yarfell, the capital, and : discover and put a stop to this. " : "It's almost as if his protal called : more people than he intended...like he : didn't know there were more coming." : She shrugs and adds brightly, "Who : knows, maybe only five of us will make it : to the city! Maybe the others will find : something to occupy them on the way." : Zak doesn't sound too worried about it. : "Or maybe he just counted : wrong..."
"Well," Tommy replied, "the way I read that is we need at least five going to the city. Perhaps I'm just arguing semantics, but that's how I see it. Or," he added with a grin, "Maybe DM was just wrong."
