"Yes, yes, little one come with me, I will make sure that you balance your debt with the city and her peoples."
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Barka blushes, "Sorry, I am used to speaking only the truth, that may not be the way to interact with the outside world."
Barka will move to the trapped thief. "There is another way, if you are looking for some honest coin, I could use some eyes and ears in the streets during the festival. Want a job?"
Barka will step forward and attempt to pull the ladle from Grunka's hands.
The girls hands move quickly.
Disarm:
Disarm
Attack Requirements You have at least one hand free. The target can’t be more than one size larger than you. You try to knock something out of an opponent’s grasp. Attempt an Athletics check against the opponent’s Reflex DC. Critical Success You knock the item out of the opponent’s grasp. It falls to the ground in the opponent’s space. Success You weaken your opponent’s grasp on the item. Until the start of that creature’s turn, attempts to Disarm the opponent of that item gain a +2 circumstance bonus, and the target takes a –2 circumstance penalty to attacks with the item or other checks requiring a firm grasp on the item. Critical Failure You lose your balance and become flat-footed until the start of your next turn. The girl then stoops to pick up the ladle. "Please do not strike an officer, Ma'am.
"Let me help you with that." Barka leaps into action, picking up utensils. "Had it occurred to the too of you to work together, fried Pickles might be the hit of the festival."
"Let's not forget to tel the Sgt about this missing mage, there might be something going on."
"Let's get out of this stuffy shop." Barka moves to open the front door.
"She has a magic lizard, I am sure se can introduce you."
Raising her hands to show they are empty Barka moves to where she can see and be seen. "What is your name? We are a new squad, we need a name, what do you think of Peace Makers?"
Gone Camping till Wednesday, bot as needed.
Barka moves over to the window, and if nothing is threatening her she will carefully climb through.
"I know this section of town, I have always wanted to see what is in that wizards shop. Follow me."
"I would be pleased to spend a moment of quiet contemplation with you Urach, I have much to reflect on"
When the squad gets back to the room Barka will take 4 of the gold, "my needs are sparse, if the rest of you can make good use of the last part of the split I would be pleased to contribute."
Barka stands still, replaying the brief moments of the fight. "I too will be better prepared. Fighting someone without training, it is... different, He moved in a way I did not expect."
Barka takes the blow on the cheek, and looks Bolar in the eye. [b]"Not bad, with a little training you could be passable combatant."[b] Her leading foot strikes out quickly at the dwarves knee and thigh.
slightly off balance she strikes with a knife hand to his collar bone
lastly she attempts a short shove.
"Yes we are with the Edgewatch, I am just trying to understand what you are arguing about. Did I hear something about a bugbear?"
Barka will move quickly across the floor closing on the Dwarf and Halfling, "Gentlemen, Gentlemen. can I have your attention?" she has her hands in plain view and is in a non aggressive stance.
Barka will turn and head for the Precipice Quarter, confident the others are following her.
"We should be cautious, they actively work to draw in Gladiators and Adventurers. Finding a non-confrontational approach will likely be in our best interest."
Barka eyes lighten up with excitement as soon as she sees the little lizard, that excitement gets as far as he cheeks that form a little smile, but it stops there. Barka's eyes are heterochromatic, one bright green and the other a dark red, her shaggy hair is cut in a way to causally cover the red eye. "I was raised in the Irorium, most of my training there was physical, but the masters made sure that I had a good understanding of the City and it's people."
A small, odd, human stands to one side watching she seems uncomfortable in her ill fitted uniform, as Rissi is pulled out a smile crosses he lips, and it occures to her she should speak. She bows, "I am Acolyte Barka, or I guess, just Barka. I was raised in Absolom but most of my upbringing has been very sheltered."
Not trying to rush anyone. Just sending a ping
My monk is ready, I am still sort of thinking of getting Tiger Style flavored as witch claws
I had an idea for monk, a changling raised in the temple of Irori, using her training to focus and control the powers and influences of her mother. Thin little girl with incredible strength. btw Mrstr4ng3 here |