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Probably somewhere in the middle of the group... more to the back, i guess.
"Bleh..." Eldon cannot stand creepy crawlies, especially the rumors he's heard about those that stand the size of a halfling.
Eldon laughs, "Yeah, I'll take traps today.. or tonight..." Can't tell in this spooky place... he thinks to himself
"Hmmm... well it can't be anything good in a place like this, but in my experience, the bad noises usually lead to treasure."
Eldon shrieks in an unnaturally high voice, whips out his scimatar and swings in fear.
Nat 20
Comfirm: 1d20=15
2d4=2*
*Am I flanking :D
Eldon tries to push his way to the front, unsuccesfully. "Oy! Let me get a stab at the bugger!" Otherwise, Eldon isn't going anywhere, assuming that the bigger, and stronger members of the party can deal with a little, innocent spider.
Just in case
1d20+4=21
No sound was usually a good thing, but Eldon was going to hang back with Divel, let the others take care of those big nasties. Hey, he might even get to like the elf. Maybe discuss some trade secrets...
Eldon tries to respond, but Divel moves to quickly, the damn elf. Of course, he relaxes when hears that bit about getting shocked. No point in getting hurt, when others can try their luck...
Eldon slides down the hallway as quietly as possible, bringing up the rear if possible.
Move Silent 13=7+6
Eldon confidently knocks on the door, trying to look as professional as possible, "All clear!"
S!!~...
DAMN IT!!
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Dungeon Monkey wrote:
Eldon, unfortunately your mass would make it a lot harder to stop Divel from swan diving. If you want, you can grab the rope that ties Borondon. Let's say it's an AC 14 for purposes of grabbing. This will give Borondon another +2 on his Strength check. I will need a Reflex Check as well if you do this. A low roll would portend bad things for you. Also I will need a second Reflex Check if you should fumble while grabbing the rope.
I'll do it! But first I have to go to school. See ya'll tonight.
Hmm... its seems thats Eldon is the closest to Divel. Despite my small size, you think I could make a reflex to try and grab him for a few seconds, allowing the stronger people in the group to sidle over and to help him up? Eldon is pretty speedy.
Oh, s$#&
Dungeon Monkey wrote: Actions rd 1:
Svetla: 23 [Swinging]
Navorn: 22 [stepping back, defending]
Divel: 21 [sword at the ready]
Eldon: 20 [JUGGLING]
Ingrahild: 18 [shielding Borondon]
Merzhan: 18 [firebolt!]
Borondon: 18 [attack readied]
Sondergang: 16 [acid bolt]
Death's Head Zombies: 10 [attacking]
In lack of productive things to do, Eldon has been taught how to act: Juggle!
Natural 1
Eldon remembers he can't juggle...
Still cursing, Eldon puts away his crossbow, and pulls out his rapier. *grumble grumble grumble*
Sondergang Wulfsson wrote: He shouts again at Eldon..."Stop wasting you bolts lad..you need a slashing weapon to hurt them" "Really? Thanks for waiting after I fired three bolts to tell me!" :)
Eldon glares back at Divel: "You watch it, this zombie will bring me one closer to topping your kills."
Dungeon Monkey wrote: Eldon’s shot grazes the zombie dwarf he hit before, but leaves the barest of scratches before vanishing into the darkness. "Damn! What are these things made of... besides rotting flesh, of course."
Round three
Same zombie. This thing's dead, son.
Attack and Damage
Reflex = 21
"whadya mean, Measles? This is a stroll in the park!"
phew.. mushrooms just aren't my thing. Hmm... lightwise, I guess I have a torch (lit, of course) if it is as dark as you say.
"Yeah, guys, I have no food..."
Normal vision
Svetla Eisenheim wrote: "Good work, Eldon," she claps the halfling on the shoulder in congradulations. "This is a crafty challenge." That might be a little hard
Borondon Thurgund wrote: He smiles at Eldon. "Or we could send the halfling ahead a bit to scout for us, har!" "Hey! What are you sayin'!" Eldon loads his crossbow, and eyes Borondon suspiciously before looking around for anything that might be more hostile than Thurgund.
EDIT: oops. Perception=11
"Haha! Seems like I have found something of importance, my friends! Shall we?"
"Onward troops!"
Eldon will scurry ahead of the group, crossbow loaded, ready for anything. First thing that moves is going to get nailed.
"Ahh, keep it for now, let's keep trekkin along"
Eldon looks eagerly at the bag. "So we splittin' this?
"S!$!! Four? Already? Damn it, I need to step up my game!"
At Sondergang's words, Eldon stiffens, and lifts his hand to his head in respect. "Yes sir." He stands at alert, looking around for anymore danger.
1d20+4=14
"Ah.. you're catching on, Boringdun." Eldon says with a smile.
Dungeon Monkey wrote:
Eldon shoots his bolt at the orc by Borondon. The bolt strikes his chest , causing him to stagger and gasp. Blood flies from his mouth in an arc of green.
Bleh...
Ahh.. I believe that you are right. Sorry
It seems you missed me? I plinked the orc?
Another halfling rogue
"Wow! Didn't see those guys. Glad I'm over here!"
Eldon snipes out the silly orc who was playing hide-and-go seek.
1d20+5=14
1d6=6
Hopefully, he has dispatched the orc. If so, he moves behind Divel with a smile, "One. And I got 'im all by myself."
Seeing as Borndon already rolled, lets keep it. Give the orc a slight advantage against eight-ish.
I might be busy next few days, so let me get a post in, despite it being out of order.
Assuming that the orc is still alive, Eldon fires again.
If not, he will look for anything else hiding under those tarps-things.
Spot:14 (10+4)
"I knew it!" yells Eldon (and moves to J10), as he fires his crossbow.
15=(10+5)
1d6=3
Borondon Thurgund wrote: Borondon will try to stay with Eldon, aiming for H14. You better. I refuse to die so early
Eldon moves to H13, hoping to get close enough to see something, gain some partial cover, and allow a stronger member of the group to continue. His crossbow is ready to fire at the slightest move as he moves forward.
Eldon loads his crossbow, and begins to cross the bridge.
Rogue/1 has Trapfinding: Search: 12
Wow, I didn't post in 4 days, nobody missed me: good. Sorry, RL is being a b~@%$.
Bleh... a 4...Eldon isn't as tricky as he though, obviously.
"Alright, gang, now that we have dispatched these nasty smellies, watch next?"
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