Elven Male Fighter 6 |HP 73/73|AC 22/T 15/FF 17 | F+9/R+6/W+2 | CMB + 7 | CMD 22 |init +5 | Perc +6|
Moving forward around the dazed figures of his new acquaintances, Amadana strikes out with his sword at one of the writhing tentacles. Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22 Damage: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13
Elven Male Fighter 6 |HP 73/73|AC 22/T 15/FF 17 | F+9/R+6/W+2 | CMB + 7 | CMD 22 |init +5 | Perc +6|
He was just waiting for everyone to get in place before he opens it...which he will do now Grasping the handle, Amadana jerks the door open and swiftly slips inside the room, making space for those who will follow.
Elven Male Fighter 6 |HP 73/73|AC 22/T 15/FF 17 | F+9/R+6/W+2 | CMB + 7 | CMD 22 |init +5 | Perc +6|
Amadana smiles and reaches out a hand to the oddly speaking human. "It is fortunate we cross paths here. We are missing members of our party, and you yours. Fate has thrown us together perhaps to assist one another in this hellish place! Well met!" The youngish-looking dark-haired elf smiles at the group, but there is a tautness to him...like a bowstring pulled tight...maybe too tight! |