Seeing the dangling rope I grab hold of it and begin to climb as fast as I can up it to make Bref pay.
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I stand up and try to climb out of the pit cursing and shouting, .
Using Acrobatics is at half speed, isn't it?
Already angry when I see the Goblin, when I notice Shalelu hanging there almost like a corpse ready for slaughter I let out another huge roar and rush at the brute with my hammer raised high. As I charge a spiritual horse appears beside me galloping and as it gets to the Goblin it tries to stamp on the vile vermin.
Hearing Tarin's plan to wait I wince, but understand the need to prepare well ... until Bref's taunts us down the corridor. I pick up my hammer and let out a huge roar, the like as one would not expect from a mere mortal man, then rush to the door and step into the corridor looking for which way to go now.
I nod to Tarin, "Right ... let's go. I'm anxious ta see Shalelu 'n' punish any who've hurt her."
I look to Val, my worried expression turning into one of anger and then determination, "If he's harmed her, "Crusher" 'n' he'll have a close relationship before I remove his vile little head from his bloody 'n' lifeless corpse!" Whether conscious or not while I am speaking of this I am turning the horse statuette over in my hands.
I let out a disappointed sigh when the creator says that he can't make me feel any better nor remove the belt from my possession. I do look at him hard though as if trying to look through his eyes and into his mind, "...Why'd Shalelu need this regeneration magick, what's this vile 'n' villainous vermin done ta her?"
I look to Tarin and nod, "They gonna die now, before they can hurt Shalelu!" Noticing Fernus is still holding onto me tightly I offer my hand to hold if he needs to as we progress towards the vile villains.
I follow Fernus into the room and stop just out of reach of the blast, when the fireball erupts and Fernus is hit I move towards him and take him into the corridor. "That looked painful, hold still 'n' I'll try ta stop the spread of pain." As Fernus is clamped onto my arm I use another charge of the wand on him, hoping to healing him as much as possible.
Realising the stick seems to be losing it's potency and magical power I keep Fernus behind me, "Stay behind me 'n' I'll keep ya from getting hurt anymore."
I take the wand and begin to remove some of the pain of battle.
I pick up the statue of the horse and look to my comrades, "Can I have this? It kinda looks like Konabos 'n' ya know I revere the majestic horse." I then use the wand on Fernus until he is feeling better.
Seeing Unalaq use the magical stick I look to him, "Could I use that after ya please? I'm in'a lot a pain 'n' would like ta remove it before we continue forwards."
This was my Goblin: Name : Gnasher
Class : Inquisitor (Heretic / Sin Eater) Base Attack : 3 Fortitude : 7 Reflex : 6 Will : 7 Initiative : 8 Hit Points : 43 (5d8 (1+1/2), Con, Favoured Class) Armour Class : 23 Flat-Footed : 19 Touch : 14 Bite : +8, 1D4+1 Power Attack : +7, 1D4+4 Strength : 12
Skills Bluff : 8
Feats 1 : Weapon Fineese
Traits Hard Head, Big Teeth : Gain Bite as a Primary Attack (1D4)
Gear +1 Kikko Armour
Class Abilities Eat Sin (Sp): At 1st level, as a free action, when the sin eater inquisitor kills an enemy, she may eat the sins of that enemy by spending 1 minute adjacent to its corpse. This provokes attacks of opportunity. The inquisitor can rush this ritual, performing it as a full-round action that provokes attacks of opportunity, but she only gains half the normal benefit (see below). Eating the enemy’s sins heals the inquisitor of a number of hit points of damage equal to 1d8 + her inquisitor level (maximum +5). The enemy must have been killed by the
At 5th level, the healing increases to 2d8 plus her inquisitor level (maximum +10); it increases to 3d8 + her inquisitor level (maximum +15) at 9th level and to 4d8 + her inquisitor level (maximum +20) at 13th level. In some faiths, this “eating” is a purely symbolic act, while in others, the inquisitor must eat a small amount of food and water as part of the ritual. A few extreme faiths actually require the inquisitor to eat some of the body of the slain enemy. This ability replaces an inquisitor’s domain. Judgment (Su): A heretic gains the following judgment in addition to the normal list of inquisitor judgments. Escape (Su): Each time the inquisitor using this judgment hits an opponent with a melee or ranged attack, she can use a move action attempt to create a diversion to hide (see the Stealth skill). Lore of Escape (Ex): At 1st level, the heretic uses every trick she knows to escape those now pursuing her. She adds her Wisdom modifier on Bluff and Stealth skill checks in addition to the normal ability
Hide Tracks (Ex): At 1st level, a heretical inquisitor is adept at hiding her tracks. Creatures attempting to track her take a –5 penalty on rolls to find or follow her tracks. Stern Gaze
I hear Bear shout run and struggle to my feet and am about to slip over in my haste to escape but manage to save face by rolling into the tunnel before standing and retreating further in so everyone else can enter as well.
I come too with a start and instantly realise that I have been moved from where I was, which is good because shortly after I realise I go into a trance and the spirit on Konabos appears to stand over me and nudges me with his head.
I then stand up and as I do the spirit form dissipates into the air.
I grunt in pain as the critter hits me again and let out a roar as I swing my hammer down in an attempt to crush the Goblin, but same as Unalaq my hammer connects with the ground beside it. [dice= "Crusher" Attack]1d20+9[/dice]
Seeing that there are not many critters left alive I roll towards the Goblin at the back and bring my hammer down upon it.
I raise my hammer again to try and smash yet another Goblin, this time going for one that is awake to please Draken.
Seeing a couple of sleeping foes on the ground in front of me I raise my hammer high and bring it down, aiming for the critters head.
As I can see the Goblins on the ledge now, I head over to it and begin to climb up, ready to teach them a lesson for taking Shalelu.
Still at the back of the group I follow along once there is room to move.
I follow along after everybody, squeezing through the tight space regretting being born so large. I keep quiet, putting all of my attention into getting through the tiny corridor.
I join Fernus in eating with slow bites and with yawns between most mouthfuls. Once I have finished I look to everyone, "I wanna go on, Shalelu might be in trouble 'n' I have ta make sure she's okay before I can rest peacefully."
I lay down and sleep near Fernus ... or try to at least, the drums keep me awake and when everyone rises in the morning I struggle to my feet and yawn, "It's morning already?! I didn't get any sleep, damned drums!"
I look around to everyone and nod, "Maybe resting'll make me feel better?"
I still stare at Fernus for a few moment before giving up and listening to the others decide which way to go. Either way I am being very cautious.
I have no idea what Fernus is doing with the parchment, but when I feel the belt start to loosen I begin to smile and go to pull it off. I then gasp loudly as the belt squeezes itself back into place very suddenly, I look at Fernus trying to work out if he meant to do that, my face shows signs of betrayal.
If the Remove Curse scroll is used on me (IF), it just means that I can remove the belt, if the check succeeds right? It doesn't mean the belt becomes a normal one?
I read the scroll over Tarin's shoulder and crouch down to pick up the miniature Griffon statue, once it is in my hands I raise it up to eye level, "Hi there Devar, we'll get ya ta yar friend." I look around for someone to hold the statue whilst we walk, anyone who shows interest in it I will hand it to them carefully.
I take the wand and remove some of Fernus' pain and then turn the wand onto myself to remove some of my seared flesh.
I keep on trying to pull the belt off, but after a few moments I realise that it isn't coming off, so follow everyone else. When we get to the chest I go to cast a spell on Tarin to help him with the tricky trigger but Bear manages to cast the spell before I have even worked out how to perform it.
I look to Unalaq with equal parts anger and fear, "I've heard of this kinda magick before, it's not supposed ta work straight away 'n' even if it's normal why can't I take it off?!"
I strap on my new belt admiring the style and suddenly drop to one knee, "Ugh! I feel ... drained 'n' less durable. What's goin' on?" I go to remove the belt but find that the clasp is gone and it won't budge even an inch. I let out a roar as I try to remove it with sheer strength and will power but it manages to get the best of me.
I look to Bear and nod, "Any who've hurt her'll pay dearly!"
Entering the room I take a look around and sigh when yet again I see no sign of Shalelu, "I really hope we find her soon, I don't wanna find her hurt or dead." I go over to Fernus and look at all the items he has said radiate magical aura's, "Well the stick looks good for ya Bear, I'd like the belt unless any of ya want it?"
I watch the whole spike scene and hold my breath the first time, even wincing as Tarin gets injured. But when he sets them off a second time I look to Fernus, "What's that saying, do it once fool ya, but twice fool me?" I have a grin on my face as I say it, hoping that he will know what I am talking about.
I put my sling away and take hold of my hammer again, I then back up and get ready to follow or lead wherever anyone points me.
I move forwards with my hammer drawn and once I get behind everyone and see the blob and the missing floor I sling my hammer on my back and draw my small sling front my side.
I place a small pellet in the sling and launch it at the strange blob-like creature.
As soon as Tarin shouts found her, I run straight towards him and then stand protectively in front of Shalelu.
"I think this' failin' us, sometimes it hardly works at all." I then look over to Tarin and the armour, "If ya want it, take it. It won't fit anyone else 'cept ya and Fernus."
I rise from the floor, holding my head in my hand and rubbing a weeping wound on my leg where the Goblin had cut me. I look over to Fernus first to make sure that he is okay before trying to remove my own pain. The same as each other time I have cast a spell a phantom Konabos appears and enters my body, visibly healing my wounds before dispersing.
I grunt in pain as both of the Goblin's attack me instead of either of the small people and grin at them as I step to the side of the unconscious Fernus and attempt to bring my hammer into the Goblin again, while my spiritual protector attempts to bash into it again.
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