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Basil says little as he moves from group to group within the park merely exchanging pleasantries and observing the interaction between others.He seems pre-occupied by something. Actually rather like Alexander I feel I have a sufficient body of work on these boards to show my RP abilities..Basil himself has already been in two failed games Basil bows respectfully to the Halfling woman.."that would be most gracious off you madam.Please inform them that Sir Basil de Fermer has a communication from certain parties in the City of Absolam one that must be delivered into the hands of the Vanderboren family alone.Perhaps you could reccomend a good Inn one where you could be sure to contact me.I am afraid that this town is a blank page to me" Basil is dressed in his explorers outfit. Weapons and armour strapped to his pack and his shield, the symbol of Iomedae covered in tarred canvas designed to protect it from the weather as well as conceal his affiliation. Basil approaches the halfling woman at the gate with a frown furrowing his brow.It would appear that his mission has ended before it even began..his contacts killed whilst he was in the process of travelling "Madam" he states plainly "I am sorry for your loss but,though it pains me to intrude upon their grief, is there, perhaps, some family member I can speak to, it is a matter of some urgency" My Paladin of Iomedae..quite happy to nerf him back to 1st level for this. Front line sword and board fighter.Classic Paladin really and a man who is going to have so many personal agonies of faith throughout this AP that he should be a joy to play. Stat Rolls 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 3) + 6 = 12 Int
not bad, not bad at all. Fortitude Save 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31 Basil calls upon Tyrs power to smite evil slashes back at the tentacles using vital strike to pinpoint the weak points of the growth. Activate smite as a swift action weapon bond to make sword holy as a standard action and vital strike as an attack action Attack1d20 + 20 ⇒ (12) + 20 = 32 (34 if the opponent is an evil outsider) Damage2d10 + 2d6 + 9 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (2, 4) + (3, 4) + 9 + 4 + 1 = 27 (36 if the opponent is an evil outsider) Basil looks down at the small figure tugging at his cloak..and grins. "I am familiar with created food Sir halfling..I've eaten far worse on campaign" He outlines the story so far to those who have just joined them careful to speak in generalities. "In the end" he concludes " the prophecy told us to seek the bow in the beastlands..and as we have a consummate archer with us.."he nods to Finrod "we can make good use off this weapon" "I suggest we move as quickly as possible to the portals and strike before those who might hinder us can react. I know well of Yggdrasil..it is spoken off in the legends of Lord Tyr" Basil takes note off each off the new arrivals..it appears they are trusted by the Sons of Mercy in which case he is willing to give them the benefit of the doubt. "Our prime purpose for now is to enter the Beastlands and retrieve this weapon..can anyone tell me about the Beastlands.Can we hunt there or should we bring our own rations?..are there maps available?..can we rely on them if there are?" Basil sweeps his gaze over the newcomers but see's no evil in them. Satisfied with that for now heallows himself to relax slightly accepting an ale. "Aye we have been sadly depleted in our travels..those who have fallen by the wayside I will not condemn for we have taken a mighty task upon ourselves and it will take nerves off steel and stout hearts to carry it through" Basil's eyes narrow slightly as he sees who has returned.Though Greene is a servant of the Morninglord his motives sometimes elude the Knight of Tyr and this uncertainty makes him wary of the other's intentions. His turning up at this particular moment may be pure chance..or perhaps something deeper is afoot. Basil looks around the bar noting how quiet it is. He settles down in a seat facing the door with his back to a wall still not altogether at ease in the current atmosphere. Listening to havoreth he begins to realise how things work here.He turns to Kara. "What happened back there was..well it was what I was talking about earlier..the belief that you are in the right overwhelming all common sense and leading to treating good folk as the enemy merely because of thier association with questionable elements" Basil looks around at the Armoured men.. "We were assaulted without provocation..by that Celestial and his comrade..who has unfortunately perished at the hands of my comrades who acted purely in self defence." "I am Basil, Paladin of Tyr and I swear on my honour that I speak the truth...if you have any authority..arrest that Celestial and have him confined where his madness can be treated" AoO Basil strikes at the celestial using the flat off his blade, a ringing blow on the side of its befurred skull nonlethal attack(-4 to hit)1d20 + 10 ⇒ (20) + 10 = 30 Critical confirmation(-4 to hit)1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22 Damage 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
on his turn he makes his sword a merciful +2 weapon and attempts to break the grapple CMB check 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (10) + 13 = 23 "Defend yourselves..they have lost all reason..but please my friends do not kill them and put my soul in peril" Basil, though somewhat taken aback by the Ursines rage, remains calm. "You Sirs..are not in your right minds...If you seek to provoke a confrontation then we will not give you the satisfaction of striking a blow against you." "Move on my friends..this is not a fight we should seek" He turns back to the Ursines.. "I will continue my quest Sirs ..but i cannot do it alone..a single tree is an attractor for the lightning..ina a forest it might survive a while longer..I give you good day Sirs" The young knights eyes gleam with a righteous fire.."The blood of Dragons..hmm..an interesting ancestry you have my lady..you are right off course..we must make what we can with what we have..my Mother used to say that..before..." He breaks off again his eyes not seeing anything in the area but something from his past..then he shakes himself.."Still it is the present we must focus on for now..I wonder how our comrades are faring" Basil nods.."The important thing is that we try..even if we fail we tried and our souls will be the better for it" "I'd be happier if we had the 'Speaker of the Gods' with us still.My powers to heal and bolster our comrades are limited, a priest would be off great benefit" Basil chuckles.."So you are the famous star whose disappearance caused so many tounges to wag.Well I dare say you had your reasons M'lady.More than one person of good mind has had to vanish into the crowd..sometimes I wish I could..but Tyr has laid a duty upon me and that duty is one I mst fulfil" He stops for a moment and thinks then continues..
he stops.. "I..I am sorry. I have wanted to tell someone that for a long time I trust I have not made you uncomfortable" Basil's fingers close over her hand as he looks down at the tiny yet perfectly formed woman..his eyes aglow with some inner light she has never seen before.. "That was..the most intense experience I have ever had....I thank you my Lady for giving me the chance to live it with you" He raises her hand..dwarfed as it is in his and lays a courtiers kiss upon it then lets go.
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