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Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Rather annoyed with the devil'sassuredness, the gnome cleared his throat and proceeded to address their opponent in Abyssal Demonic screeching: Bastargrae sniffed, unimpressed.
Well, since you ARE a devil and all...a smarmy self-important excuse of one, at that...You seem to think us a joke. That we can't harm you with what armaments you CAN see. 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 7 + 2 = 26
We've had a pretty consistent track record thus far and by my calculations we can only progress further. I know you devils aren't to fond of being summoned and bound to service but your sort seem to REALLY dislike getting sent back in certain fashions. Now, how about you enlighten us: what exactly happens to your ilk when you get booted back down in hole? He moved with his companions to attack, bared needle of his swordcane leading. ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27Sense Motive Bastargrae stepped out, dipping into a bow and tipping his top hat. Tis as my companions say, Sir Elgadazum! We're merely inspecting our new residence and making sure things are on the up in up. You know how these things go. Making sure your investments hold water and all. Evicting squatters and eradicating pests. He studied the chain devil, searching its visage for any tells to give him any information that could aid them ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12Stealth Steeling his nerve, Bastargrae released the breath he'd been holding. He rummaged in his poncho and plucked a vial that held one of his newer concoctions. He popped the vial with a deft flick of his thumbnail and sucked it down with a pucker. It had an acrid vinegary tang from the flashed-boiled spider and other ingredients that finished with a hint of walnut. Vomit Swarm for 5 rounds readied He twisted his cane to unscathed its hidden blade, it's alchemical silver gleaming dully in the gloom. ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Bastargrae nodded his head in agreement at Strica's declaration.Indeed, my dear. I shall strike unseen with my extracts and dart underfoot.I shall scout ahead until I am needed to engage. 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12Stealth
Stumbling on a bit of debris, the gnome managed to catch himself. Feeling a nearby wall, tapping with his sword and, he scrutinized their surroundings as he went. ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Bastargrae fought the overwhelming surge of horror at the sight of the pristine gold filigree porcelain smashed like common trash. He bit back his protest at the destruction of the masterwork teacup. When he recieved a shard of the cup, a curved bit that contained what remained of the handle, he bowed his head solemnly. It was a rather theatric gesture. Many thanks, good sir. ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22Coin Shot #1
Bastargrae squinted and flicked a thumb, sending a sparkling silver piece slinging from his hand with the force of a loose crossbody into one on their harasser. It hit flesh with an audible thmp. I'd take Indrio up on his kind offer. Otherwise,I'll be digging these coins out of your still warm corpses later. ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() No worries, Marquel. I am here since Thrune was mad enough to declare what sort of teas I was fit to sell. And outlawed mint. Mint! Of all things. The tea merchant rubbed at his chin as an afterthought struck him. That and the fact those Thrune enforcers attempted to outright murder me and other peaceful protesters with excessive lethal force the day this madness began... ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Bastargrae leaned against a slimy wall, huffing through his teeth as the effects of his extracts wearing off, the adrenaline, and the fall finally settling on him. Apologies, goodser,we merely wished to extract you without putting you at risk of combat. I did my best getting you out bit I am a tea merchant, not a strapping stud such as Erodel. He offered a hand, bowing in the dark out of habit. Bastargrae Sweetgulp,at your service. Again, forgive me for the rough handling. Why were you being held in that manor, if you don't mind me asking? Political prisoner? ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Bastargrae grimaced at the ungainly landing and the general twinge of being unused to physical exertion. Goodness me, that's a new experience I do not wish to repeat. The gnome rubbed at his back and legs, hefting his cane. Run action using Expeditious Retreat He nodded to the others and took off at a sprightly jog. Make haste! ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Down two extracts. Ant Haul and Expeditious Retreat this round. Psyche himself up to make the jump and carry the cargo to safety...if he doesn't get crushed by the weight and fall. Awkwardly, the gnome proceeded to down the contents of two vials with the young man pretty much riding him piggy back. It was quite uncomfortable. A bit of ant carapace and deer fur from the mix of extracts made him choke as he fought not to gag. He really needed to take more care with his mixtures. Then again, the ingredients required didn't make the best teas. ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Bastargrae rifled through his cloak, finding another phial he had prepared as a contingency. I know I might not look it, but I seem to be your ride to safety. You might want to hold onto me quite tightly. I will need a moment. About to down Aunt Haul and Expeditious Retreat to be able to carry the dude and flee after jumping back down onto the ground floor ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Bastargrae gulped down his Jump extract in one go Accelerated Drinker, stashing the empty phial back upon his person and sprang as though from a spring to the open window. The grasshopper leg bits caught in his throat and he coughed. 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (14) + 20 = 34Jump Hello, there, chap! Letter for ya. He handed the letter to the man as he balanced on the windowsill, watching the goings on below anxiously. ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Bastargrae hacked and spat the contents of his guts at the awful beast, entangling it in a gluey mess that stuck it fast to the ground. He darted off, hoping the others could handle it, downing another extract as he made distance. Use Adhesive Spittle on hound, double move skedaddle towards the window. Will down Jump extract next turn. ![]()
Male Gnome Investigator/5
![]() Hope you having a better time of it now,Bloodgarler. Anyways, I'm thinking I can hit it with an adhesive spittle to stick it in place, use expeditious retreat and take the letter and leg it to the window, and use jump to Mario my way up there. Any objections or suggestions?
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