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stabilize: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

when I said regret It I did not think you would kill me. Thanks a lot GM, ~sigh~ well I guess I can discuss with you later about a possible new character.

welp that brings me to -14...time to type out a death.

The pain fill her body as she slips unconscious. She falls and feels the mutant as he bites a chunk out of her. After she hits the ground she tries to use her will power alone to keep her alive. It is not enough as the world grows dim and the one know as Lilith is no more.

I have never had a character die before...almost lost one once it society and another in Neoexodus but eh.

initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Lilith takes the force of the hit with a growl. She lets out a scream of anger. Rage! Starts at my turn.

I think I got hit harder than I though

also 17 hp left

Up to Gm but I might need to roll a new character...shows what happens when I do not think.

Lilith pulls out her shiskabab and charges to the closest Super Mutant swinging at it.
to hit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
damage: 2d8 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 4 = 8

I might regret this but screw it

We should be careful, I have never heard of just one Super Mutant roaming alone. Where there is one there is bound to be more. Lilith mutters as she looks in the direction he came from.
perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

I have played a ton of decision making games, including the walking dead...god that sucked making on the fly choices with maybe a minute to pick...

Also one of the glitches that I had in fallout NV was that I was walking down the street minding my own business and then it randomly does a vats zoom in on a bloatfly that some random NPC killed...talk about odd.

I have a few...all that GM know of.

First I was bored and killed the snipped at Megaton...he glitched and started to follow me and was this odd looking rubber man. I called him Slenderman :D

The other one I was playing on my current file and I went to the super duper mart place and a guy runs past me. I was like ooo what is he running from. I turn the corner. HOLY S*$@ A DEATHCLAW!!!! Scariest thing to see at level 3.

Oh and tripping on Punga seed in point lookout :D

I forgot the damage from earlier, so after Crispy and scabs attack the Mutant has 17 HP left. Take him out Edward!!!

Imma use my shiskabab next, the fire bypasses all DR

Lilith fires at the Super mutant as he gets within range.

to hit: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
damage: 2d12 ⇒ (12, 7) = 19

HP left: 48 - 4 = 44

knowledge nature: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18

just to see if I know stuff like health, AC, all that jazz with a knowledge nature since I am holding action.

Inititative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

Lilith pulls out her sawed-off shotgun loading it.

If it gets within ten feet I shoot it

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

You may go back if you want to, I still have a bad feeling about them. Also looks like we will have to pick our way to the sewers. However I fear for Edward when it comes to jumping over water. She smirks a little looking around the ground. I say lets go through the mine field it will not be that hard.

I would be fine with it because I packed a whole ton of food and water just to be safe.

Lilith rolls her eyes as she follows the party looking out for any sort of danger. perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Apparently the ghoul does...if they pull weapons lets scram and leave him in the dust. Lilith mutters.

Lilith gives crispy a glare with a look that could possibly kill. She lifts her foot and crushes Crispy's foot. Watch who you're callin Cupcake Boy.

I am gonna assume that it is only a small discomfort that would do no damage for stepping on his foot.

They do have stuff for sale however I would rather not, traveling salesmen like that have that air about them that I do not like. They have no Braumen to carry their things and they pulled their guns when they first saw us...you can but I will not be picking up the itty bitty bits of your brain when they shoot you for thinking you are a feral ghoul. Lilith jeers trying not to sound rude but rather a cautious due to the fact that they were seeming slightly hostile.

Lilith eyes them carefully distrusting them.

profession Scavenger: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26
perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Lilith will pull out her sword in caution in case these travelers decided to start anything.

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

As soon as the grenades go off Lilith laughs holding her gut, See I knew that it would be bad to go up there. You guys ok?

I would prefer the ground, as I do not like a gun, I prefer my fist or sword

it was either 1/2 +1 + con or roll it plus your con mod

Lilith pants as she puts her sword away feeling slightly stronger and more able to detect traps.

hp: 1d12 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 = 9

Lilith takes another swing attempting to cleave another ghoul.

to hit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25
damage: 2d6 + 9 ⇒ (1, 6) + 9 = 16

Edward, you forgot the most important part of being LG. Ladies first! >:P

Lilith takes a swing as well, hoping to thin the hoard. 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

"If I'm going down I'm taking some of these zombies with me!" But not with that swing. Does the sword look like it's gonna break? She looks at Crispy and Scab. "No offense."

Lilith takes a stance, swinging her Post-War Greatsword with tremendous strength at one of the Ferals.

To Hit: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 6 = 14

Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

"Hey guys, the safe has more in it than you thought."

She rifles through the safe, getting what was in it.

Lilith takes one last look around the place just to see if she missed anything, or to be more precise, to see if looters missed anything.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Scavenge: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9

"Be careful you two. Who knows whats hiding in the ruins here."

Lilith decides to search the Ghoul they had knocked out to see if he had anything useful.

Lilith does the same, charging at the third Ghoul and swinging with all her might.

Charge: 1d20 + 8 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 8 + 2 = 20
Damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 1) + 6 = 11

"What's the matter, afraid you'll look like your name?" Lilith hefts her sword as well. "Let's kick some @$$"

Lilith walks up behind Don and Edward, walking in stride with them as she looks around for anything that may be useful to the group.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Profession: Scavenger: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

"We should be careful. Who knows what lurks in these ruins..."

Lilith kneels by the body to see if she can determine what killed him.

Heal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

"Why do I feel this is gonna be harder than what we were told?" Hoisting her greatsword onto her shoulder, Lilith starts walking out to the city gates.

"Name's Lilith, nice to meet you."

"Now that we've introduced ourselves, we should probably head for the Super Mutant quarters and see what the fuss is about."

If there are dragons I will be killing Mr. GM in his sleep no matter how much I care about him.

Lilith will take a Great sword from the cabinet to replace her fire axe.

Is there something similar to the great sword or bastard sword in there?

Lilith eyes the weapon, Is there a way we can get something similar to that to use ourselves. Those would be very useful in fightin those people out in the waste.

The southern girl looks at the gun, and nods softly to the man without a word wondering what exactly they have gotten themselves into.

"I am not to sure as I was in the bar at the time discussin manners with the bar tender.

As she gets closer to the source of the music, Lilith lets out a sigh of relief. "Good ol' fashion bluegrass. Reminds me of home a little."

Lilith scoffs. "Love letters...well, considering I've got nothing else to do, might as well. Besides, it feels good to have someone watch my back for me." She says the last line with a hint if mischief in her voice.

She stands from the bar, taking a few (4) of the shotgun shells from the ammo box. "Anyone need to do anything before we head out?"

Lilith takes a shot with her sawn-off shotgun as well.

To Hit: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16

Damage: 2d12 ⇒ (12, 7) = 19

Health: 30 - 5 - 10 = 15

"Take that ya overgrown lobster!" Yes, she knows it came from a crab. Yes, she knows it doesn't understand her. No, she doesn't care.

We should look inside, there are bound to be more Mirelurks inside that we can kill. She says quietly motioning to the door.

You and your stomach would say that. I see it as a favor for a good friend.