Can't roll an attack worth crap tonight.
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Agota almost laughs when she hear's Pikrak's demand for the enemy to surrender. Like that's gonna happen. But she holds her weapon at the ready until she sees how they respond.
Agota pushes, morningstar at the ready, in to confront the one in the corner.
"They're not payin' us to be kittens mewling outside the door for milk. I say we go in there, grab ourselves a drink, and the first person who looks at us cross-eyed starts the fight"
"Aye," Agota hefted her morningstar, "Pikrak with me in the front then. Since we've lost our scout, we'll have to bull our way in."
Agota nodded her head in agreement with Kellen - the last blow on Dix had sent him beyond where even her skills could reach. Puts missin' breakfast in perspective. She commended his spirit to gods with a short prayer, then turned toward the work still to be done. Some of this lot might still be saved. She went to work in unspoken agreement with Vayden to save those they could among their fallen enemies.
Agota gritted her teeth from the pain of the shaft in her shoulder. She brought her hand up and muttered a short prayer.
Agota watched Dix from the corner of her eye as he moved to flank. Our scout ain't doin' so well. Best to wrap this up so I can tend to him. She brought her morningstar around a second time to smash her foe.
Her enemy's blow just glanced off Agota's buckler. "Right! I'll do ya then!" She smashed at her opponent with her morningstar.
Agota took the offered ration with a muttered, "Thanks." As she munched on the bar she cast a sidelong glance at the half-elf. He didn't seem a bad sort, for an elfblood (her clan made little distinction between elves and their kin, "They's all got their noses in the air higher than the tips of they's ears!" her dad would say). Maybe they was snobs 'cause you never took the time to be friendly, dad. With that thought in mind, she decided a little diplomacy was in order with her new squaddie. "Punch." She threw a grin in his direction, "Me kin calls me 'Punch'. You can call me 'Madam' when the army decides to make me an officer and puts a horse under me arse."
"I said get up, maggot!" Agota glared at the man's back as he moved down the line waking her companions, I'd like to show you why me brothers call me 'Punch'. She stood and shook at the stiffness in her limbs before dragging on her armor and scooping up her gear. She followed along with her companions to the large tent. "I sure hope there's breakfast in there.""That way, two miles, GO, Run!" he yells, he obviously wants you to go... "So. No breakfast then?" With a heavy sigh she shouldered her pack and set off trotting 'that way'. No breakfast, sleeping on rocks, and a girl can't even take her morning wee. They sure know how to put me in a proper fighting mood.
Ninja? I don't see any nin... [famous last words]
I managed to delete my earlier post. Still checked in.
My character sheet is done.
Any precise archetypes and domains? In the meantime I'll green light your character and you to the register as well. No archetype, and Healing and Protection for domains. I'll do up a character sheet proper tonight.
I'd like to submit a Dwarven cleric. I'll flesh out the character in the next day or to. The Rockgroin clan preferred to "let them others fights their own battles; gots naught to do with us." But Agota's conscience couldn't let others fight and die for the something that was right without her participation so she defied her clan elders and joined the war. |