Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
Lol didn't realize I did 100d6... sorry about that... Azoth lets his returning boomerang] fall to the ground as he retrieves a [i]potion of cure moderate wounds and drinks it, approaching the body. Once there, he draws his magical cutlass and runs him through. "Just t' be sure ya won't be botherin' us again." CMW: 2d8 + 3 ⇒ (3, 5) + 3 = 11
Satisfied, the spellcaster is good and dead, Azoth checks his body for anything useful as his companions head upstairs.
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
Three more boomerangs fly at the evil man, Azoth hoping to save the life of his companion. Returning: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34
"Take that ya yella bellied fiend!" Another crit! Please confirm![/dice] Crit Confirm: 1d20 + 100d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + (1, 4, 6, 4, 6, 5, 6, 4, 1, 3, 4, 4, 6, 5, 6, 5, 1, 6, 4, 2, 5, 4, 3, 4, 5, 1, 3, 1, 3, 5, 5, 1, 2, 6, 4, 5, 2, 5, 3, 3, 1, 6, 3, 4, 5, 3, 2, 6, 3, 3, 1, 5, 5, 4, 4, 1, 1, 4, 3, 1, 4, 4, 6, 1, 5, 4, 3, 6, 6, 5, 2, 4, 2, 4, 2, 3, 1, 6, 4, 5, 4, 6, 2, 6, 2, 5, 6, 3, 2, 3, 6, 2, 6, 3, 3, 3, 4, 2, 5, 2) + 6 = 381
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
Azoth throws his battarang, last masterwork boomerang, and a mundane one in desperation at the party's enemy. Attack1: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20
Boom.
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
Thanks for botting me! I am back from camping but still on vacation. We are currently at my in laws, so I will be able to check in once or an hour or so... we are driving home tomorrow though, so there will only be on post then.
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
I am here. I have been getting ready for camping. I leave today, won't be back till Monday. Azoth hurls his returning boomerang followed by a masterwork boomerang, at the now visible spellcaster. Attack 1: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (15) + 13 = 28
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
Azoth, having been uncharacterastically silent of late I am truly sorry, I started a second job and have no time these days... trying to find a balance, thanks for bearing with me, has had enough. "Me thinks the time for stealth has come to an end laddies." he says as his returning boomerang and shield appear in his hands.
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
Thanks for the bot... There was a death in my family, and since my last post work has been crazy. I worked about 60 hours last week and half or so was just Friday and Saturday. But things are back to normal now so I should be back to posting at least 1/day. "Yarr, don't let the rest o' ya even be thinkin' o' changin'!" Azoth stands ready to fight any of the other cultists.
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
AoO: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16
Azoth drops his cutlass and takes a 5 foot step back, drawing a his +1 returning boomerang and hurling it at the giant spider. Lightning fast, there is another boomerang in his hand that he throws at the behemoth, and then a third flies from his hand as well. Returning: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
Know Dungeon: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21 Azoth grabs his shield off his back and puts it in front of him in one fluid, rapid motion. He stands, looking around in the darkness nervously, his other hand on the hilt of his cutlass. Sweat gleams on his forehead. "Let's just be gettin' a move on, eh? I don't like cramped places unless they be the deck of a seaborne ship!"
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
"It seems to me we need to find the lubber that led the raid against these here cultists." Azoth suggests. "I reckon he would know why Taldor is so keen on keepin' all their shiny matters to theyselves and not sharin' it with the rest o' us!"
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
"If I'm to be seein' any gold outta this, you lot best come wit' us!" Azoth says to the cultists. He helps the cultists do whatever is needed to get them out of the building as fast as possible.
Male Human Fighter (Corsair) 7 | Hp 37/67 | AC 22 T 13 FF 19 | Fort +8 Ref +6 Will +3 | Init +7 | Perc +2
A Varisian man enters the room. He is dressed in colorful clothing typical for people of his land: a dark purple jacket over a shiny yet dinged breastplate, and a turquoise scarf. On his shoulder, a tiny baby owlbear snores peacefully. He limps painfully on a peg leg that seems fairly recent. Boomerangs hang from his belt and a shield is slung on his back. A pair of cutlasses hang on either side of him. The man listens to the venture-captain, rubbing sleep from his eyes and occasionally slapping the owlbear awake. "Besmara's Cutlass, Polly! If I'm to be awake at this bloody hour, so are ye!" When the guards knock on the door, Azoth rises quickly, knocking his chair over and nearly sending Polly flying. [b]"Arr! I hate to be the bringer o' bad news lads, but me thinks these landlubbers come to make us all pigmeat!" The owlbear and the pegleg are just flavour that my local game group came up with.
Azoth Seastrider 81531-1
ABILITY SCORES:
STR 16 +3 DEX 16 +3 CON 13+1 INT 12 +1 WIS 10 +0 CHA 10 +0 BASIC INFO:
HP 11 INI +3 Speed 30, AC 21 TOUCH 14 FLAT 17 FORT 3
BAB +1 CMB +4 CMD 17 SKILLS:
Acrobatics +3 Appraise +1 Bluff +0 Climb +7 Diplomacy +0 Disguise +0 Escape Artist +3 Fly +3 Handle Animal +0 Heal +0 Intimidate +0 Know (Engineering) +5 Perception +0 Profession (Sailor) +4 Ride +3 Sense Motive +0 Stealth +3 Survival +0 Swim +7 Languages: Common, Celestial WEAPONS/ARMOUR:
Boomerang x3 ATTACK BONUS +4 CRIT x2 TYPE B RANGE 30 DAMAGE 1d6+3 Masterwork Cutlass
Masterwork Breastplate
Masterwork Light Wood Quick Draw Shield
Other Gear
FEATS/TRAITS:
Simple and Martial Weapons, All armour, All Shields Exotic Weapon Proficiency - Boomerang Quick-Draw: Draw weapon as a free action (Don/Put away Quick-Draw Shield as a free action) Point-Blank Shot: +1 Attack and Damage on opponents w/in 30ft TRAITS
OTHER INFO:
Light Load 76 Lift Over Head 230 Med Load 153 Lift Off Ground 460 Heavy Load 230 Drag/Push 1150 Money 171 GP Experience 2 Fame 2
BACKGROUND: Age 22 Alignment CN Deity Faithless Azoth Seastrider was born in Deadbridge in the River Kingdoms. His father raised him to be a river pirate like himself. As Azoth got older, however, he wanted to see more of the world. He sailed all over the Inner Sea learning new techniques with various crews. One such crew braved the Eye of Abendego and sailed into the Shackles for pillaging. Azoth gambled away his share of the riches and ended up abandoned in Augustana, where he evaded pirate-hunters and escaped to Absalom. It was there where he heard of the Pathfinders and joined up with only one thing in mind: fame and riches. |