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I see a lot of minotaurs >< which they are not of animal companions lol just so you guys know, but I was still thinking of making one.
Are the racial alternate class features from dragonlance books?
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"By the Omnissiah! How did this happen? According to telemetry, detonation of the fuel-stores was imminent..." Stupefied, the Engiseer stumbles forth a couple of steps and falls to his knees. "It's a miracle!" Outraged and mustering his best words "Move! You can thank me later, just remember my name is Anselm no Ohmy-whatever thing and it was miracle we just pulled of" as Anselm rolls his eyes and he can already feel Dolf's jokes about to ambush him like some sort of a hungry hound about to feed on a nice piece of lamb. After pushing the thought away Anselm focuses on more pressing matters as a couple of shots pass to close for his liking and tries to keep up with the rest of the group "Dolf, If you see "them" tell me" as he continues to look for his precious vehicles to help him change the tide of this fight as he is at best an average shooter.
Anslem shakes his head as he sees the fierce fight in front of him and quickly running for cover behind Dolf before anything else "Where is that stubborn bastard and that pain in my arse..." as he keeps trying to find them.
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"Alright, I need you to FOCUS, or we are all going to be eaten by these damn greenskins, and I hate to look like an extra crispy version of myself... and hope that who ever it's my pinky finger chokes and dies if I do." letting go a nervous laugh as I imagine how actually horrible the ensuing explosion and burning would be That is assuming there is anything left of me to be made into "extra crispy" "Ok! We probably have no time to do the whole rewiring so, we are just going with the switch, you get ready and if anything begins to look worse use the extinguisher or get out and run as if you had any place to do so anyway and let the Emperor protects my pink arse!!!" as Anselm moves the switch. [dice]1d100{/dice]
Anselm tries the best he can to save as many as he can "Just do as I tell you, don't be getting all I want to take the initiative on me!
"Dolf common, I need you to move them were I just told you too!" as Anselm keeps working and probably not remembering if he told him actually were or even if he did it at all "I hate this open ground fighting" and every time he takes a peek just to see how things are going they just don't seem to be getting any better.
Anselm will attempt to manipulate the fuel-line access panel to try and at least save the men from a horrible disaster waiting to happen "As if greenskins wasn't not enough!"
I move forward and hoping to the nearest cover I can find, trying to get at least into a decent range to shoot something. Dolf you stronzo!! Cover me and move along!
Muttering to himself "And if you are, make your death useful!" As a frecking sandbag stand in or at least kill some"
Picking up his las and with a smile of finally touching ground, he just can't help to be happy to get out of there even if he knows he goes to fight something much worse outside..."I guess it's stupid feeling but I can't help it"
Anselm looks at his weapons and gives them a last minute check "Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst. I can't believe that's actually in our damned tacman."
I smack Dolf in the arm and get in close "Orks! Get ready" as I then smack the next guy to get his attention and pass the message.
Awareness 33 - 10 = 23
Anselm eyeball Dolf "Just like on Malfi!" as he begins to answer in words best swallowed by the white noise of the shuttle while only making Dolf laugh as if I had made the funniest joke ever "Sometimes I just want to kick you in the balls... damn funny stronzo" Looking towards the soldier that caught the attention of the Commissar "If he has problems with the Commissar that makes two of us, but I wonder what's with him?"
"A greenhorn boss... just as I expected with this company..." as he does a facepalm watching the scene between the Commissar and the other guardsman "Mind our own business Anselm, there is nothing new to see here...yet!
Enjoying the fact that most won't listen to his words and well "I don't see no witches 'ere so my thoughts are my own" as he smiles to himself for brief moment until the roar of the engine brings him back, which makes him feel awkward... "It has a certain tune to it, like most other vehicles he has ever piloted, it's a nice confined space, smells like swamp rat... smiling again to himself and continues "ironic I suppose, just hope the smell doesn't stick so bad, but I got tabac for that too, but even then I know this is no damned vehicles and I'm still in the air and I can't do anything about......FRECK!!!! Looking at the Commissar and just trying to find if he is another one of them things that steal his good night sleeps never having enough rest and always getting screamed at by the Sarge for resting his eyes during the day... "The Emperor will let me find you..." as his eyes fill with hatred and loathing "I will be sure to run him over until I can't tell the difference between a mud stain and him"
"For the Emperor... I wish I had a bigger foot to put on his big mouth" as he looks at himself still seated and holding for dear life until they hit the ground "I guess I can still raise my arm and salute the man... for an instant... I hate flying and specially warp traveling..." Anselm presents arms after a few seconds and it probably lasts even less as he goes back to his position of holding with all he has before they land.
Holding a tabbac while still seated looking at the rest of the men around him slowly and finally set my eyes on a well familiar face "Hold tight and don't clench you teeth to tight... you might break'm" on another hand his ugly mug couldn't get any better and it's not like it would do him any bad if it got worse. Once the buzzer sounds he puts his tabbac away and gives "The Emperor protects" sounding more as a plead than anything else as he holds on even with his butt chicks and the sole of his boots to the seat "Just give me back my god damn babies, I hate flying..." as he looks around really quick just to see who is going to be the fesso that is going to need medical attention at landing "Emperor I will drive whatever stronzo you give me down whatever hellhole you require... just get me out this flying stronozo suddenly opening his eyes "Damn it!!! GOD DAMN IT!!! I'm starting to sound like the rest of these guys..."
Well i did calculate my stats again just to be 100% sure. WS 32 BS 35 S 30 T 33 Ag 40 Int 30 Per 33 Will 30 Fel 30 15 to BS, +2 Agi and +3 Will and 10 to the rest.
I think this looks decent enough and will roll with this characteristics.
Skill got cheaper by 100XP so I'm happy with that since I had spent 300XP in Dodge... My character is done (I think) and ready for full review, do I put the special Oremor weapon instead of the standard knife?
I do have Common Lore (Tech) and Tech Use as my basic things. I did spend 300XP in Dodge just to have some sort of defense for when out of a vehicle, but I will most probably spend in Security and Maybe another skill I do not have or a talent, not sure yet. Just want to know if the group want me to focus in repair or piloting the vehicles more? PS: It's me Deiros just in case lol. |