Male Human Cleric
Trax's eyes go wide and he smiles a little in spite of the danger of the situation Now those would be some good eats... then again we might be good eats for them! Trax turns and swims towards the nearest ally and makes sure to point the creatures out to them. He will then surface for air. If the ship is in range, he will yell to them about the danger,"Reefclaws in the water!" and then dive back down.
Male Human Cleric
Trax smiles at the approach of the storm. Even on a ship he can't quite help but love them. Second shift: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 job: 1d6 ⇒ 3 Climb: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 profession sailor: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18 Trax scampers up the rigging and completes his duteis without much difficulty at all.
Male Human Cleric
Trax eyes the man that is supposed to intimidate him and remarks, Might be best if we do let the mage fight him. Lad seems a tad bit lean for the likes of Kilarra. I doubt he stand 2 or 3 blow before finding himself sleeping on the deck covered in 'is own teeth" He winks at his comrades but allows Edeldhur to step up.
Male Human Cleric
Trax laughs and wlaks over to lugo as they begin searching the hold, "Caareful though, I think we should have someone keep an eye out. Scourge and Plugg may send someone to check on us, and it would be a shame for them to discover us in the middle of takeing whatever it is you find."
Male Human Cleric
Con:1d20 ⇒ 8
Trax sighs and goes about his tasks. He decided that tonight, he is crashing early. And he does so. He crashes into his hammock and proceeds to snore loudly that evening. FORT:1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
Male Human Cleric
Trax smiles broadly and laughs, "Just drink the rum mate. No reason we all can't be friends... speaking of which, I seem to be quite popular right now." Trax will then move to help Kilarra to her hammock. "Did well tonight I see? Shouldn't let yourself get this drunk, to many people want us dead or severely injured lass..."
Male Human Cleric
Trax approaches Henk and does his best to treat his wounds. (His conversation with Sandara obviously not panning out) and sighs while he whispers "be careful mate, these men think themselves gods. Arrogance is a large weakness we need to only wait for to exploit." Heal:1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Male Human Cleric
Trax smiles and goes about his buisiness repairing the damaged parts of the vessel.
Finishing his work quickly, Trax seeks out Sandara to have words with her. Seeing Kyran begin to attempt his romantic talk to her, he sighs and asks politely. "Excuse me, but I would like to have words with you... unless you are to busy with... other tasks?"
Male Human Cleric
Trax lets out a loud sigh and reluctanty casts cure light wounds on Fipps. He lets out a loud sigh as the casting is completed and a blue glow suffuses his hand and the wounds of the man.
Male Human Cleric
Trax finishes his work silently and observes the wizard casting his spell. When the men are ordered to take his spell book Trax grimaces. Better not let them know about my abilities, woudn't want to have anything more happen to me He moves closer to Lugo and watches the exchange with interest.
Male Human Cleric
Trax smiles widely and nods in agreement. Prof Sailor check: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11 While working, Trax keeps an eye out on the areas working, as if though he is trying to mentally map the ship. He also keeps an eye out for those he remembers from earlier being press ganged onto the ship. Sneak Perception check: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Male Human Cleric
Trax scrambles up as fast as possible. How dare he call those the blessed fingers of Besmara and then use the against me? I swear they will learn proper respect when this is through Climb:1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
I accidentally posted under a different alias, it took me 6 rolls to get 4 Climbs Edit: Twice it seems lol.
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