"Pushed along once again. Well at least this time it's towards protection and not just running.."
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Gossip 44+30(74): Alder moves forward to get his cup of wine and loaf of bread. While slowly chewing he listens to what the others around him have to say.
Alder twirls his sling once again, aiming for the beast before him (Yellow) BS(46+10% aiming=56):
Alder drops another stone into his sling and whips it around, aiming once again for the same beast. BS(46+10% aiming=56):
Aiming, Alder fires at the creature hanging back. (green) BS(46+10% aiming=56): The rock skips past the beast...failing to make contact.
NO...not again....I can't let them die..." The halfling removes his sling and places a stone in the pouch and starts swinging it as he moves towards the attacking beasts. "Clear the way...take cover!"
Looking over at the human talking to him, Alder feels his anger evaporate and he releases a long sigh. It is a shame we have to fight all the time just to live...but this war went above and beyond the regular struggle farmers like us endure. I just want to get back to tending the crops and dreaming of a boring, quiet future!"
Hearing the talking of Beastmen in the forest fills the halfling with rage! Had they not lost enough! Why can these monsters just leave! "Someone needs to remove those beasts from OUR lands...permanently!", he hisses between clenched teeth.
Gossip 44:
It has been a long year with too much happening to try and digest all at once. The strange weather, the crop blights and then the attack by what seemed all the chaos spawn from hell itself. Losing the farm was bad enough, but then Ma and Pa disappeared from the refugee camp and the surprise attack by Beastmen nearly broke him. If it had not been for Captain Bok of the local militia, he was sure he would have joined the thousands of dead. As it was, he took to the forests and deserted fields and with several others like himself, started attacking the supply trains of the enemy. Trail bastions they were called...outlaws and wolveshead, but they continued and caused as much damage as they could.
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This is Daniel....my character so far if you want to check it out for errors. Thanks
Well of course I will!! But can we call him Little John!!! hehe
Can Alder ride him?? lol
FInally waking, Alder walks over to the fire and looks to see what is left from the morning breakfast. Listening to the talk around the fire, Alder shrugs. "SO a faire...sound like an opportunity to make some connections and see where we stand."
Still snoring in his bedroll, Alder seems happy just to snooze the entire day away. Unlike most of his kind, he is not an early riser nor out completing chores before the rooster can cry. He happily left that life when he took up the squire position to a noble knight who, unfortunately, was dead. How he ended up with these n'ere'do'wells was more happenstance than choice, but he does not complain as he has food and a place to lay his head at night. And so, as the others wake and stretch, exercise and eat, the halfling sleeps...contently!
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Here is my character...just needs a background - Daniel Stewart
Alder smiles and seems to blush at the comment from Lex. "Ummm...might you need some more help? I am pretty good at sneaking around and can help open locks and such...and I am pretty good with these knives!" He draws out a matching pair of kukri from hidden sheaths somewhere under his cloak.
The little halfling jumps as the human slams the papers down on his table. Oh...Ummm...I do not know...maybe check on the cattle first then go to the castle? " He looks the group over and then seems to come to a conclusion. "Yes, the cattle first. It would be best if you learned your new team's strengths and weaknesses before you tackle the castle. Much more danger there probably!"
Alder continues to slowly drink his ale, but leans in closer to see what the strange group is talking about. He remains, outwardly anyway, uninterested in the conversation, but inside the little fellow is torn as to approaching the group and joining in, or simply staying out of the way. He continues to listen in!
Alder visibly flinches as the kobold says 'Dragon', then begins to speak in draconic.
Alder quietly asks for an ale from Abelia and as the strange human stares at him, he keeps his head down and fiddles with his cap.
The door to the cantina opens and it takes you a moment to see who has entered. A halfling walks over to a seat near the front of the room and sits down.
This is Daniel...here is my submission for the game...let me know if I need to change anything. Thanks
Keeping to the shadows, Alder readies his knives so he may fall upon the enemy from behind and with surprise. Stealth:
Still hidden, Alder casts about to see if he can see any tracks left by the rat-folk guards. Survival:
Stealth: Alder joins Beads as the two creep further down the corridor.
Alder appears from the gloom and points the way he came from. "Rat tracks down this way. Looks like our quarry went this way."
Perception:
At the description of the beast, Alder turns and starts to say something, but stops himself and simply smiles. "I shall be careful of such beasts Aleda. Now I guess I shall head out." Alder starts to walk down the corridor, then simply vanishes in the gloom. Stealth:
"I shall take the lead and scout, yes?" the diminutive Alder asks as he goes over his gear and ensures everything is ready.
"Do you need any kind of permit to search these tunnels?", Alder asks as they enter the marketplace.
"I can see in the dark...quite well actually. I would not mind going first if you want...I can be pretty quiet as well" The halfling speaks slowly and looks down at his furry feet as he talks. He seems almost ashamed of his abilities.
Looking at the bartender, Alder shakes his head. "No thank-you. I will just have some warm cider please." Once he gets his drink he makes his way back to the group and takes a seat with his drink.
Alder quietly "mingles" around the bar, listening in on various conversations while he keeps himself out of sight as much as possible. Stealth: Once he has gathered some info, he will go to the bar and quietly speak to the bar tender. "Greetings my good man...does this establishment serve any exotic drinks by chance? There is an alcohol that is distilled from mushrooms that grow deep underground. I was wondering if you had anything like that?"
Alder walks in to the tavern and quickly tries to blend into the background. With so many different people and races, he is a little frightened that someone will recognize him for what he is. He squeezes beside Kali hoping the striking barbarian woman will draw most of the attention.
Alder was hiding from the guards and once they left he reappeared with the rest of the group ready to move on.
Alder keeps the others in sight, and once out of the sight of the guards, he fades back out of the shadows to walk with the others, saying nothing.
Alder drifts into the shadows and keeps watch on the rest of the party from concealment. He will follow once they are away from the local guards. Stealth:
Taking the bottles, Alder shows them to the rest of the party. "These not so good for us. Make it hard to find vermin Ratfolk. I wonder who give potions to rats? They usually not so smart.", the halfling says in his oddly accented broken common.
Alder quickly searches the bodies of the dead ratmen.
Alder again slashes with his daggers at the nearest creature. Attack:
Attack:
Striking from the shadows, Alder slashes with his daggers at the closest ratman. Attack:
Attack:
Sneak Damage:
Alder melds into the shadows thrown by the homes and moves towards the sewer entrance, both knives ready to strike the first rat-beast that comes his way. Stealth:
Perception:
Alder draws and conceals his daggers as he joins the others in this 'rat hunt' slight of hand (conceal daggers):
Alder seems a little surprised at his actions, and quickly pulls his hood up. "It is a wondrous thing, rain. I came from a place that was quite dry and cold."
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