Hudak's page

I can lift heavy stuff.

What's the gold piece limit in this boig?

"I..I tried to remember what all of them looked like so you'd know about your friends..."
1d20 ⇒ 11 wisdom check(?)

Hudak tries to impart the identities of all the rangers' slain.

"We did put the Grauls, and the lot of the ogres under cairn though.
They feed the worms now. Now yon forest is fit for kinder habitations, unless there be more freakish things about."

"Let's head back then..."

A very small, very depressed, and very, very wet Camlo stands at the edge of the clearing as the others are about to set off.

"Ah, errmmm, Thank you all. When I saw those ogres attacking the fort, I thought my last had come. When I was alone, in the dark. Hiding in a barrel, waiting for the brutes to find me, I instead found you. You truly have saved my life, and I am eternally grateful.
My life till now has been one bad decision after another, and I would like to change that. Would it perhaps be possible to join you? Or at least ah, share a horse back to the town?"

"You're one of us now, I reckon....you proved yourself through blood and storm."

One small note;
on all the rangers/guys/whatnot, I try to find something....anything that could be used later to identify them, so their fate was known perhaps to their survivors....not body parts, maybe just an innocuous possession.
Then give them to Alwyn; "this....looks like man-of-god type stuff, for you to carry, brother. Maybe they had friends, or family."
And try real hard to notice something about all of them, so I can say like "yeah, the blonde guy, with the scar on his right cheek and the tattoo of a wolf.....he was there" or whatever.
"I'm just trying real hard to remember who they all were, for identifying. It's hard though."

I think we could head back.

heck yeah! that was the stuff!!!

Give it to Camlo; I didn't take any damage this fight...

"Hey! That wand fixed your face! I can look at you now and not puke!"

Yup.

"Aye...and now our friend Dravite is back, so your understatement is gonna get even more...undererstatier....
heh heh...don't be afraid; he doesn't bite."

"Do you hear something, Camlo? I don't know much about anything, but I know to trust your ears over my own...."
says Hudak, goresplashed, blooddrunk, spoiling for more ogrecarnaging.

I wish it would rain here. 15 days of 100 degree weather and counting.....ugh.

editing won't work out.....
I got "27 to hit, 32 damage."

I guess....I don't have a map; I'll kinda try to align myself to the southernmost square that I can charge to to hit this kid, that way more peeps can feather his ass if he's still in this cockfight.

CHAAAAAAAAAAAARGE!!!
2H POW ATK

1d20 ⇒ 11+11+5

1d10 ⇒ 10+17+5

Illes Elandru wrote:

Careful now. There are like 20 dead ogres laying around and some of them are surely not dead yet. You may revive a ton of ogres.

Good thought but I didn't keep track, so I'll let him off on that one.

Elisile.

I often let the tie go to the runner on that myself....saves bookkeeping headaches.

I'll take I 18 to cover the door to that damn barracks.
I don't want to be all the way down there if another wave of these mooks rolls in; I reckon there's enough hardcore bowmen in this group to light that ogre up pretty bad before he can close with us again.

everybody but the bathing beauty and the runner are dead, right?

"You inspired me, brother."

somebody wanna go for me? I got no map at work, and I don't wanna hold up the game.

*snif* daddy wants to....kill....

I like ole minky. I like him better now that he's dead.....
ogay; nitey nite.

right on.....read comprehension=fail!!!

You can, or it doesn't say you can't, but they gotta be adjacent, so I guess I can't....owell.

5 foot step to K12 (lol I'd love to get out in front, but all the best moves don't allow for it so far...)

three lunges on the f!%#er in hi 13-14 (you are sooooooo f#~!ed, ogre)
power attack all the way

lunge 1 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (17) + 14 = 31 damage 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18
lunge 2 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (7) + 14 = 21 damage 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12
lunge 3 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20 damage 1d10 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13

can't cleave nobody; ain't adjacent.

I love the smell of barbecued ogre in the morning.....(yaddayadda)

Righteous!!!

"GOOD TO SEE YA, DRAVITE!!!!!"

Hudak steps to j11, and using lunge, spears the ogre in lm12-13 twice with Nualia's Tounj.

-2ac;
lunge 1 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (5) + 15 = 20 damage 11d10 + 17 ⇒ (2) + 17 = 19
lunge 2 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21 damage 21d10 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 18

FEEL THE HELTER SKELTER! BETTER RUN AND FIND YOUR OGRE ASS SOME SHELTER!!!

mink skins....roflmao!

Hudak is at I10.

"Well f%@&ing met! You ogres are screwed!!!"

Dravite/Vethran 19 tied
Alwyn 19
Elisile 15
Hudak 14
Camlo 11
Illes 7

ALWIN'S INIT 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
ILLES' INIT 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

as those two are gone for the nonce.

Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

be around today; afk til Thursdayish; taking a little trip.

party:

Party:

Main group:

nondravites:

Am I still confused?

Can I dice it? If so,
1d100 ⇒ 61

I deal 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 h.p. to myself with the flat of my bastard sword to the forehead.

Alwyn's up.

I'm confused. Spell.

huzzah!

is fakey dwarfdwarf back?

dot

wil save 1d20 ⇒ 10

*DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEErp!!!*
I'm confused. No way out of it.

yeah; Hudak'll hold off...

fumbled m'cleave...