1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Ya we be done, There was a set of dire rats down there, ye must have picked them up in port. *snickers* you dummy they were your parrents we killed down there. Your problem has been taken care of.
Sunny opens her eyes and slouches away from Duo.
Fort Save:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
She looks down at her muck covered self,
"I be all...squicky..." She says and goes in search of water with which to clean herself off.
Not like that Fort Save isn't going to get me. :P
Herbert addresses the man, well aware of his whip.
All the over-sized rats in the bilges are dead.
Herbert smiles and thinks to himself, "No thanks to me or any rules about safety aboard a ship."
A moment to clean this smell from my body?...then straight to duty, of course.
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Daytime - Trouble in the Bilges
Master Scourge eyes you for a moment, "Alright, then. Back to work with the lot of you!" He cracks the whip on the deck to accentuate the point.
Please give me rum actions and evening and nighttime (if you do any) ship actions.
Duo tired and exhausted from so much spell use does his best to make grog of the rum and then rest. His feet drag as he walks the burns from Lanliss's bombs don't show but, Duo still feels the pain that they can dish out. He will make it a point to stay away from combat from know on as to avoid friendly fire.
Sunny takes time in the evening to again just wash. Find some where to put a tub and get a hold of fresh water to liberally scrub and clean herself. So, for the first night aboard, she misses out on both the Rum ration and the dancing and having fun times.
(By now, would the rat's scratches and such be starting to become sore? That Fort save was nothing special. Also, don't Elves get a bonus Vs diseas? not sure, am clutching at straws.)
night time action
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
I will try to talk to Giffer tibbs again
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17
[b] giffer, how are things tonight? Creating some small talk to make her friendly
Night Action: Influence Jack
1d20 + 14 ⇒ (5) + 14 = 19
Rum Action: Dispose
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
Aoro talks up the young boy.
"Dont worry about those rats anymore, oh and I heard your a bit of an artist. So am I, granted my art is done on skin while yours is done on bone but its art none the less huh."
Geez when the dice turns it does not stop. Sunny, elves get a +2 bonus to enchantment saves nothing else. You may have picked up a disease from the rats.
Nightly: Influence Badger
Rum dumping:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
I'll save enough to offer Badger a taste.
Herbert makes his way over to Badger. His first inclination is to ask what came first, the haircut or the nickname?
Chicken or egg?
"Hello there, my name is Herbert. I can't get the taste for the rum aboard this ship. I wouldn't mind sharing a bit with ya. Whataya say?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Disease 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Rum 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Cha Bonus 1d4 ⇒ 3
Con Damage 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
Alestone will continue his heavy drinking, but is too down from being sent back to the bilge to lead a drinking song tonight.
Afterwards Alestone will clean himself up as best as possible before flopping into his hammock and going to sleep.
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Giffer smiles at you and nods, "Goin' a'right so far. You?" You exchange small talk for a bit and she seems to warm up to you.
Giffer is now friendly.
Jack nods to Aoro. "Thanks for that. I've never seen a rat that big before in my life!" He gestures with a small scrimshaw carving he's working on, "I've been doin' it all my life, and it ain't much, but I enjoy it and the material is plentiful. Have pursued your art that long?" You talk back and forth for a time about your respective professions (feel free to roleplay this out), and by the end, Jack seems to be a lot more comfortable around you.
Jack is now helpful. I applied a +2 bonus to the check due to the approach.
As Aoro attempts to stealthily dump his rum ration, he hears Scourge call out, "You! The one covered in tattoos! I see what you're trying to do! That'll be six lashes on the morrow. I'll be seeing you at the bloody hour!" He flashes a golden grin at Aoro.
Badger snorts at you and shakes her head. "Fool, get away from me with that. I can get more from Grok if I'm wantin' it, but I ain't drinkin' what's yours. I'd rather not be kissin' the mast tomorrow eve."
Badger is now hostile.
Everyone beds down for the night and before any time seems to have passed, you are all awoken by the haunting bells of the ship's clock. Fishguts has Aoro help him pass out the morning's ship's biscuits and then they head below.
1d6 ⇒ 3
1d6 ⇒ 4
1d6 ⇒ 4
1d6 ⇒ 4
1d6 ⇒ 3
1d6 ⇒ 4
1d100 ⇒ 56
Master Scourge assigns Herbert and Duo to hauling rope and working the knots on deck (Hauling Rope and Knot Work) while he puts Alestone and Lanliss to work on cleaning and scrubbing the decks (Swab the Decks). Mr. Plugg assigns Sunny to work on the deck, focusing on manipulating the mainsail while the other riggers work in the actual rigging (Mainsail Duties). Fishguts tells Aoro that something a bit more enticing is expected today, so he's having Aoro hunt for sea turtles (Make a Profession(fisherman) or Survival check), pointing to the harpoons and nets hanging on the back wall of the Galley.
Please post your work checks as well as your ship actions and any relevant checks for those actions.
Stealth Check:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Does Sunny know if there be a Cleric aboard? One who might have 'Create Water' as an Orison to help her get cleaned up?
Knowledge Check:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13 (Local) Maybe Shandara?
Diplomacy Check to get into said NPC's good books:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Sunny nods at Master Plugg's orders, though she is less smiling at having to haul on ropes about the deck as opposed to scampering about up in the rigging.
Profession Sailor Check:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Fort Save:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19(Against exhaustion of the day's work load)
Aoro claps him on the back gently.
"Well I met a fine tattooist in my home town, he was a retired pirate as a matter of fact. Took as much a liking to me as I to him. I learned alot from him when I was a little younger then yourself. Been doing it for a few years now. Not a master myself but I like to think I do good work as I get no complaints. Just takes practice you know. I may even buy one of your works or trade you a tattoo."
When Scourge catches him at last he shrugs but plays it off none the less, you cant always win but you should set things up for the next go around.
"What! A guy gets a little clumsy around the rail and spills his drink, all of a sudden its a master plan. Yeah I want to get the fish drunk so their easier to catch. Or maybe I'm bribing the sharks so they trade me some stories on those mermaids. Bah ruined my night."
He flashes a wink at Jack before heading to bed. He would see how well that whip held up to his tricks come bloody hour.
Day Action: Work Diligently
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Aoro with a bit of a smug look on deck brings in enough sea turtles for a feast and with ease. Had he any rum in his system things may not have gone as well.
"Well look at that a good nights rest and my luck's done changed. Everyones eating good today."
The fact that he brings to mind that fool golden grin on each turtle as he harpoons the sea creatures does not hurt etheir.
I swear these dice are evil, oh how they toy with me. xD
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"Sure enough, how much do ya' need?" She asks with a bit of a quizzical look on her face. "What's it for, anyways?"
Also, the fatigue check is a Constitution check, not a Fortitude Save. I need to clear that up.
Aoro thinks for a moment.
"How about a Cetaceal, I always found those very interesting."
He almost forgets that such a creature is not likely known. He only knew because of his former master.
"Sorry I doubt you know what that is. I guess you could say its like a mermaid but with the bottom half being that of a killer whale. Bet that appeals to you too huh."
Let me know if its too much of a streach, its kinda tied in to his backstory.
"Oh, enough t'get m'self cleaned up an' these scratches looked at?" Sunny asks hopefully, showing Sandara said wounds as inflicted by said rats.
"I even gots one all-a way down here!" *Points indignantly*
*Sunny helpfully wiggles said offending mark at Sandara the better that she can see the wound.* (^_^)
Correcting work save for day 5:1d20 + 0 ⇒ (6) + 0 = 6
Daytime Action:Work Diligently
Strength Check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Fatigue: 1d20 ⇒ 18
The idea of talking to anyone aboard the Wormwood is unpleasant. It just hasn't gone Herbert's way. He decides to keep to his work.
The rope is wet and heavy. The work keeps him from considering his dismal situation.
Two jobs or one?
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
(figured in the +4)
Alestone, Seems like you and I sir are ment to work together for some time eh?
Day time action
Duo works as best he can today not wanting to get lashings as he's sure his spells will be needed later if Master scourge has his way.
Strength Check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Fatigue: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (14) + 0 = 14
Duo tryes his hardest Pulling ropes and making the correct knots. The whole while not sure if he is doing it correctly. His mind wandering to how Sandara is doing. As he starts to think of Sandara the thought crosses his mind that Master Scourge may be lashing out at Duo because, Duo's getting close to her.
Day 5 Daytime
1 Con Damage / +3 Cha Bonus
Strength 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Constitution Check 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Alestone talks to Lanliss
"Don't let them give ya a hard time, I thought 'dem 'splosives we're a good call. Too much longer down there and I might be needin' a second peg-leg and I think this ship would give me a crooked one or somesuch."
Alestone will work diligently at his job, at some point during the day he will take a quick break from scrubbing the deck to scrub himself as much as possible.
Ya. I thought that everyone might be needing something soon. They are my bread and butter, besides my potions that I make. which by the way I am going to have to do tonight after the bloody hour. Looks around and checks for anyone else around
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
whispers over to Alestone
We've go to do something, we're going to die out here with that looks again Rat around..
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even heard of one. I'll try my best to make it in the image of what you described." He looks down and furrows his brow in thought. The serious look on his face is almost comical.
Sandara's Heal Check: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
"Hmmm..." She examines the area, shifting the clay pipe in her mouth. "I'm not seein' anythin' wrong with you, Sunny. I think you're fine." She smiles up at you and stands up. "Anythin' else I can do for you?"
You all accomplish your jobs in at least a satisfactory manner, leaving Master Scourge little room to complain. The best part, is that the weather is stellar and even the heavier work seems to wear you all little.
The haunting bells of the Wormwood's clock ring, signalling the end of the day and the beginning of the bloody hour.
Three sailors are called up in all. The first called up is the rigger referred to as "Barefoot." She's a tall mwangi woman who never seems to wear shoes. The second called up is Jaundiced Jape. Scourge tells the crew about how their inability to perform their jobs harms the whole crew, or some such rubbish. They're given three lashes each.
Lastly, Aoro is called up to the mast and tied by his arms around it. The ticking of the ship's clock, a heavy, resounding noise that most on deck can hear from time to time during the day, sends a small vibration through the mast, which Aoro feels each second.
"This man is being punished for spillin' the ship's rum! Captain Harrigan paid good coin for you all to be able to enjoy such a 'fine' drink and he expects you to enjoy it!" He flashes a golden grin to the crowd. "It'll be six lashes for the disgrace of turnin' down the Captain's generosity!"
You all may make a Perception check.
Master Scourge proceeds to deliver the lashes.
1st Lash: 1d3 ⇒ 3 Dealt 3 non-lethal damage (total: 3 NL)
2nd Lash: 1d3 ⇒ 1 Dealt 1 non-lethal damage (total: 4 NL)
3rd Lash: 1d3 ⇒ 3 Dealt 3 non-lethal damage (total: 7 NL) Staggered
4th Lash: 1d3 ⇒ 2 Dealt 2 lethal damage (total: 7 NL, 2 lethal) Unconscious
Master Scourge rolls his eyes and groans. "Quinn! Bring him around so he can receive the rest of his punishment!" Sandara walks up from the crowd, glaring daggers at the bosun. She channels the divine power of Besmara, incanting a prayer of healing and touches Aoro.
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 Removes 11 non-lethal damage and restores 11 hit points (total: 0 damage) Conscious
Quinn quickly backs away as Scourge rears back to strike again. "Welcome back to the wakin' world and more pain!" The lash strikes Aoro again.
5th Lash: 1d3 ⇒ 2 Dealt 2 non-lethal damage (total: 2 NL)
Master Scourge rears back for another strike, but the voice of the captain is heard. "Enough! Scourge, hold your lash." Captain Harrigan descends the steps and walks over to Aoro. He looks down at the aasimar. "I call you into 'lash debt.' I may make this strike at any time, but should you serve well, you need not fear it. The debt exists till we make port again. Remember your debt well." The grim man strides away passing into his cabin, followed closely by "Caulky."
Master Scourge looks astounded for a moment and then grumbling, he orders Aoro untied.
Food is served by Fishguts and Aoro, a stew made from sea turtle rather than fish this evening. Grok hands out rum to the crew.
Please announce your rum action.
After dinner, Mr. Plugg and Master Scourge make their way below decks, along with several of the crew. They emerge a couple of minutes later with a strange man you've all seen tied to one of the masts in the hold. The man is powerfully built, but has a somewhat vacant look to his eyes.
Plugg strides up to the group, followed by Scourge and the gang of sailors. "How about a bit o' sport, eh? One o' you fight my man here, "Owlbear", and should you win there's a purse o' gold in it for you." He holds up a purse laden with coin. "Bare-knuckle or wrestlin'. No magic tricks, either. You pull a weapon or practice your finger wigglin' and you lose. Got it?" He scans the group. "Any takers?"
You can make a Perception or Sense Motive check.
Attempt to Influence "Barefoot"
Stealth Check:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Herbert hears the offered contest. He's half tempted to join and blow off some steam, but broken ribs or teeth and regular old soreness won't find sympathy. After a short talk with Barefoot, he decides to find a good place to watch the action.
The "all for one" lecture Scourge gave at Bloody Hour doesn't make sense to me at all. Aren't the constant beatings much worse for the whole crew than one members failings?
I'd like to believe that some of us are cut from different cloth than that man. The last word spits out like venom. Where do you stand?
Diplomacy:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Day 5 Night
Rum action: Dispose
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
1st Perception check
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Looking around at the giant owlbear. hmm... one on one no magic or weapons. no way I could take him. I hope Sunny doesn't decide to go for it. I do not want to see her hurt at all.
Night time Action: Create potions
1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
Create potion of Englarge Person Takes 2 hours
I am going to keep my potion on me at all times and then I am
After I am done creating my potion I am going to go to bed for the night.
I am going to be sure to get up early to create my mutagn for the day
Mutagen: Dex Mutagen +4 Dex +2 Armor -2 wis (last 10 minutes)
(Assuming Sunny is clean) She grins, giggles and hugs Sandara happily/fiercely. "THANK'E!" *With more bouncing and giggling.*
Diplomacy Check:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9 With a lot of cuddling, bouncing and generally being gregarious with Sandara (^_^)
So, am I t'be assumein' Sunny hasn't caught some sort of nasty from either the bilge water or the bout with the rats, then? (^_^)
Evening Day 5:
Sunny again mixes her Rum with water to make Grog, which she also happily shares with any one else amongst the crew. (^_^)
Perception:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Sunny looks the fellow up and down, also sparing Plugg a long appraising look. She shrugs and skips forwards,
"Aye! A bout of swingin' me arms 'll do wonders fer workin' th' knots out after all day haulin' on'a ropes!" She declares to all watching, even as she begins to flex and limber up.
So...how should we run this little affray? (^_~)
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Rum Action: Dispose
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Night Action: Influence Tilly
1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30
Aoro takes his lashes without word, until the captain gives him a break. That told him his efforts were not going to waste, well worth the lashes then. None the less his normally friendly face flashes into a murderous look for just a moment as he passed Scourge, gone as quickly as it came. He would have to kill that one in painful manner at that. When the little contest is brought up he shakes his head, that was not his area at all. Instead he gives the man a once over to see whoever accepted would be getting themselves into. It never hurt to read a man as you never knew when you could use that information. Aoro spots a human female by the name of Tilly, time to work. Walking up to her he nudges her a bit with his elbow.
"Well good night to you. So whats your take on this whole little contest, maybe a little more then it seems hmmm?"
Aoro talks up Tilly to get on her good side.
Edit-Wow my eyesight sucks, at least I will get lucky tonight. Hope your heavy sleepers sense the hammack will be swinging tonight. xP
*sighs and winces* g*+ d*%n it Sunny... I hope I do not have to pick you up off the floor again I mean I love being close to ya but not hurt like that.
Good Luck Sunny. I say to her and I shutter. Gives a look at Sunny and Slowly shakes his head.
I do not want to interfer, because that would get me killed. but if I have too.
my hands start fumbling around in my pockets.
Sorry, you need a pair of perception checks
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Herbert is finished worrying about Sunny. He finds himself hoping the huge man takes some of the wind from her sails. He settles in for a good look at what should be a trouncing.
After dinner, Duo not wanting to get lashing for avoiding the rum attempts to make Grog. Watching Mr. Plugg and Master Scourge make their way below decks, has Duo interested. What do they have planned know he wonders as he makes the grog... fort save: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (1) + 0 = 1
When they emerge a couple of minutes later with a strange man you've all seen tied to one of the masts in the hold, Duo is rather gone the rum having gotten the better of him. Even in that state Duo can tell the man is powerfully built, but has a somewhat vacant look to his eyes.
Plugg strides up to the group, followed by Scourge and the gang of sailors. "How - - - - sport, eh? One - you fight - man here, "Owlbear", and - you win - - - gold - - - -" Duo hardly registers the purse laden with coin before moving some were to sit.
perception: 1d20 ⇒ 1
Can you tell me your thoughts on life link?
There is no description of it.
So I get the feeling its invisible and there is now way to tell its there.
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Evening - Fightin' the' Owlbear
I'll make a second perception check or a sense motive check for Alestone, Duo, and Sunny. Also, a Fortitude Save for Sunny to avoid Fatigue from drinking the grog.
Alestone's 2nd Perception Check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Duo's 2nd Perception Check: 1d20 ⇒ 4
Sunny's 2nd Perception Check: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Sunny's Fortitude Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21 Pass
Nope, unless Sandara's check failed... Mwa ha ha! ... In all likely hood, no, you're fine.
You failed to shift her attitude, either positively or negatively. Influence actions are not going well so far you, eh?
You approach Tilly and engage her in conversation. She finishes her first cup of rum and is working on her second as you both swap stories, chat about some of the dock life in the Shackles and its environs, and other such topics. Most notably, she makes a number of jokes, some rather crude during the chat, and by the end you come off looking like quite the charmer.
Her cheeks have reddened somewhat from the rum and as the fight is about to start, she looks over at you, "To the queshtion ya' asked earlier, yah, it's gotta be more ta' it. Plugg's not one ta' risk his belongin's, except for when he's angry." She chuckles, with a slight snort. "Guess ya'll are annoyin' him. Prob'ly through Scourge."
Tilly has been made helpful.
She grins and downs the last of her cup, turning to watch the evening's "entertainment."
I'd say that it's a skill check to hide the wounds as they're transferring. I'd allow a Bluff, Stealth, or even a concentration check to keep your composure. It'd be opposed by Perception or Sense Motive.
Also, due to the failed Fort save, you are Fatigued.
Mr. Plugg grins as Sunny steps forward. "A taker! Everyone make a circle around her and the Owlbear!" Owlbear is shoved forward into the middle of the still forming ring. Plugg and Scourge are directly behind him, with Sunny and the rest of the PCs trying to keep an eye on the fight on the opposite side in a similar set up.
You can see clearly that Owlbear still bears the scars and patches of tar from a recent tar and feathering. A few bits of feathers and down still cling to him at these patches. Otherwise the powerfully muscled man makes for quite an imposing sight. He raises his arms in the air and hoots loudly, drawing a cheer from the pirates around Plugg and Scourge.
A gnome with an outrageous mustache and a similarly outrageous feather-plumed hat begins to take bets from the various members of the crew. If asked, he's offering 2-to-1 odds on Owlbear and 5-to-1 odds on Sunny.
Plugg grins, "Anytime, now." The rumbling sound of distant thunder is heard and a dim flash can be seen to the south. Sunny, roll initiative.
Owlbear's Initiative: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (11) - 1 = 10
Rules for the bout:
Combat will play out like normal, except for a couple of things. Sunny, you may make a move action during your turn to attempt to avoid Owlbear's next swing. If you do so, when he swings at you on his next turn, you can make an Acrobatics or Bluff Check against his attack roll to avoid the swing. It must still hit her AC to land. Your character is using her knowledge of his lack of good sight on his left to her advantage.
Everyone else watching the fight can make a Bluff or Intimidate check on Sunny's turn in order to try and distract the large man. If successful, you may either impart a -2 penalty on his next attack, give Sunny a +2 to her next attack, a +2 bonus to her AC, or a +2 bonus to her next Acrobatics or Bluff check. There may be other checks that can be made, but I'll bring them up later.
Aoro spotted the weakness in the simple man. He moves behind Sunny and speaks to her.
"Psst he is blind in his left eye. If you come at him from there you will have a good advantage. I will let you know if I pick up anything else."
When the gnome comes around Aoro places 10 gold on Sunny. He was not one to pass up profit of any kind when it was to be had. Anyways it would hurt those vermin all the more when she won.
Aoro will keep making Sense Motive checks every round, let me know if its needed. Dont want to roll if it does not count.
"Whut be it ye think th' fellows would be thinkin', then?" She asks impishly, mischief obviously alight in her large blue eyes. (^_~)
Diplomacy Check:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
And we're caught up with the next day's events! Onward to the bout!
Sunny opens her mouth as if to say something, but at Plugg's orders she closes it and shrugs.
Sunny's initiative:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
As the larger man swings, Sunny simply drops into 'The splits' and lets his arm sail over her head. (^_^)
Acrobatics:1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 = 11(Crowd's assistance?)
Then dextrously flipping into a hand-stand and driving a heel up into his jaw.
Att Roll:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
Dam Roll:1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Annnd the dice roller proves it's worth. (¬_¬)
Yells at owl bear Hey you shouldn't be hitting girls there buddy
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
damn there is nothing that I can do for her now
I couldn't influence Sunny to take her shirt off (DC 5)
Herbert's eyes scan the crowd as much as the brawl.
Perhaps there is someone in the crowd I haven't seen before. Someone new to talk to, well just someone to talk to...anyone?
Maybe I can help this way
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Evening - Fightin' th' Owlbear
Sunny, are you striking for subdual?
Owlbear grunts as you send the heel into his jaw, pulling back reflexively to minimize the damage. He right himself and throws a ham-fisted punch at you.
He is not trained in unarmed combat, so you may make an AoO on him when he goes to punch.
Attack Roll: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24 vs AC 14 Hit
Damage: 1d3 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 non-lethal
Sub-dual, a' course
Sunny flips upright,
Acrobatics:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
AoO:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Dam Roll:1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Tagging Owlbear lightly as she does so.
As the bigger man's fist slams home (>_o) Sunny staggers, though she does her best to strike back.
Att Roll:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Dam Roll:1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Succeeding in little more than batting her hands at the big fellow.
Yay dice roller. :P
Aoro keeps watch on how things go. Doing his best to add more advantages to Sunny. He sends a dangerous look the big man's way, whispering a threat, if only to throw him off.
"Careful, she has very good friends. One's you would be wise not to cross."
Intimidate (+2 atk)
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Making sure after that hit that sunny is okay he winces!!
Show'em all Sunny ! That's my gal
Looking at owl bear
come on now be nice stop trying to hit her
diplomacy to stop the fight
we do not need to fight like this here no one here really wants to hurt you
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8