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Out of curiousity, does anyone else look at other player character submissions and go "I hope that one gets in" either because you see opportunities for fun dynamics (if yours and theirs gets accepted as well) or because you really like a specific character submitted? I sat down and read through a lot of these and there are some really cool concepts here. I do not envy Kata having to make the decision. +1
Adding this for my submission, I will purchase equipment if picked.
That's good to hear.
Stop dating all those loose women then you won't need to get tested for stuff as much....just saying
No problem, take what time you need.
So for a plan, How about Antal shots one of them to draw them to an ambush site and we kill them all. Nice, simple and if Kalia was here, I am sure she would have approved.
Antal makes his way with Varis. Using what he can of the cover to hide his movements.
Whisper to Varis "I am thinking that they might be eating the captives. I can keep an eye on things here, if you want to warn the others."
Answering Iocundius "I guess that's at least is a start, and a good direction as any."
Sorry to see you go.
"I might be able to climb that tree over there and see if I can figure out where we are." Antal makes his way over to a tree that might fit the bill for what he has planed. And Antal start to shimmy up the tall trunk, using branches as foot and hand holds.
Antal ready's himself to be sent back into the maw of the giant ant at any moment. Antal tries to figure out how to work the magical plant works.
Antal never being one to refuse free items, accepts the gift. "Thank you, I am sure we will find great use in them." But I am still no piglet for you to roast he thinks to himself.
Not looking a gift horse in the mouth where the old crone could have let him be an ant snack. Antal drinks the cup of tea and nibbles on the scone. "It sounds like a trap. No matter which you try and save.....hay what do you mean all you have is a piglet?" Felling better after the drink and snack, but wondering if he is about to be dropped into the fire.
Shocked and relived being whisked away from certain death. Takes a quick look around and answers the question.
I will be on vacation until next Friday, so my posting maybe spotty.
"I will not be some kind of ant food!" yells Antal as he gives one final try to slay the ant and prevent it's death grip.
Antal grabbed it the vice grips of the ant again. Just goes and stabs the creature.
Antal tries to side step the ants mandibles but trips on an exposed root. Just as the grabs hold of him.
Antal starts to spin sideways hopping his small size and flexability can slip out of the ants grasp.
Just wait when you find all the little problems that come with a new house......Now what does this light switch do?
Antal drawing his Rapier, he stabs at the ant.
Shocked at the size of the creature. Antal's first thought is not of a threat but as a new riding mount. He starts to day dream of having such a steed, and snaps out of it with Kalia's battle cry. Drawing back on his bow and sighting down his arrow. Antal lets the arrow fly.
"AAA, that might be a bad idea." looking over at the bees "How about this. Pardon me bees, could we pass please. I have some food and a candle you can use the wax to make more hives?" Antal gets a days worth of rations and a candle. He takes a few steps forward and places the items on the ground, then steps back.
"Would fire attract the creatures I wonder?" Antal being a little unnerved by being out in these strange wilds and not the familiar sights of a city.
Antal takes in account of all the strange plant life. And tries to remember what types of trees they were taking.
"Well that's odd. I did not know that Bamboo trees were native in these parts. I wounder why they were cutting so many?"
"you lead we will fallow."Antal replies ad he slaps one of the blood suckes on his arm.
"Are you sure captain that you can't get a little closer? Some of us will have to swim ashore. Over there right next to the beach looks to be a good spot." Antal looking at the very deep water and not wanting to have to swim for the shore.
"Ah captain, I am very sorry for all the trouble that we may have caused. Please take this jug of ale to help pass the time when you are waiting for our arrival back to the boat. And perhaps we might find say a nice pair of boots for you, so you can step out on the the with once all this nasty business is done. What do you think?"
"Now can we take a look at this great water craft of yours?"
We got 50gp but that was split wth 10 gp to each long ago, and the 100 gp went to holy waters. If you want we can reduce the amount of holy water and get some coins that way.
As the hours go by Antal's wounds heal some what.
Thinking that the boat owner might be in a bad mood. Antal goes shopping for a gallon of ale (2sp). And not knowing how many nights they might be in the wilds He looks to purchase a hooded lantern (5gp), and 6 flasks of oil (6sp). He checks over his tools of the trade, and thinks he has everything that is needed, but perhaps a grappling hook (2gp) could come into use. So he look to get one of those as well. So Antal goes shopping and tries to spend 7gp and 8sp.
"Good day to you." Antal give the Lord Commander a bow. He then picks up the case and heads for the door.
"I think that since this will be an government operation. That we should have someone from your side as an advisor. You know someone that has your trust, like the Baliff. If you can give a simple his order to have him accompany us on this that, would be most useful. But you do understand that we would not be able to guarantee his safety."
Taking a peek around the tall folk. Antal mumbles "What the hell? I have shirts older than this one."
Antal takes a quick look at the boots to see if any of that green mould is starting to grow on them.
As everyone starts to move away. Antal glances at the boots checking for size, to replace his trail worn pair. But seeing that it came from someone much taller than him "Bhaa, tall folk. He mumbles to himself. And becomes content with just figuring out what price he can get for them.
"I am sure we can find the right full owner Miss. And thank you." Antal says and smiles at the old woman.
Only if the owner gives me some good coin for those boots
Seeing others turning into a savage loot fest. Antal jump up on a wooden box with the word soap on it and yells out.
14 it is, Thank you.
"I am good at finding things." Antal gives a wink as he starts to search and pocket things of value when he can.
Thinking of why the raid, Antal offers up. "Perhaps they were looking for a someone, but did not know who that someone is. So they went after anyone they thought could be the person. You know everyone of the same age, or only had blond hair, or even went to the same church? Maybe we should see if any of the ones that were taken where a match of another one that was taken?" Remembering that when you raid a jewelry store you don't waste time picking out just the high priced items, you just grab it all and sort it out later.
I don't want to complain, and I will take the 14 if you want. But I started with 9 HP then add dice roll (2) that turns into a 3 and add Con of 1 so: 9+3+1=13 not 14 but I will take the 14 if you want me too.
Watching the guardsman jog off. Antal looks over to the group and says
+1 Rouge level So that turns into 13 HP total
Cunning Action How do you want me to do the current hit points?
And arrow goes flying over Gaelden's shoulder.
Hearing the call of where to put his next shot. Antal fires and arrow it the creatures skull.
"What the heck, this town is being over run with undead!" Taking a quick peek to make sure nothing is trying to sneak up on them. He fires an arrow at the one Varis is fighting.
Antal nocks another arrow and lets it fly into the same hobgoblin.
Being still very wounded Antal stays away from all melee combat, keeping his companions between him and the attackers.
Being part of a gang member of Waterdeep turned Bounty Hunter, And seeing people in distress and loss of hope is not unknown to Antal. And his experience of back then has hardened him for what is around. Slowing Antal moves up, trying to get close enough to make his Arrow count.
"From what I have tasted that passes for beer here. That was an insult to the cheapest ale."
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