Belir's page

Thanks for the great game PJP! I really enjoyed snagging the ghost of a killed player for my spiritual connection and stomping some orcs / giants.

Of all things a plant got us hehehe

I do continue to have a fairly high bandwidth. Even more so now that every Lodge in the world went online. I am with Thozar. This is a natural point to call it as everyone else has left.

Belir has nothing up his sleeves.

Belir fights for his life but can't manage to find any ground to strike the oversized plant.

Agrimmosh; PA: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 12 - 2 = 11
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 7 + 4 = 15

All good. Keep mentally sane and family comes first.

Wouldn't be the first time. Plants like dwarves, though don't nearly get as full on elves.

Belir continues to bash his hammer down into the plant, over and over again.

Agrimmosh; PA: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 12 - 2 = 14
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (6, 2) + 7 + 4 = 19

Belir is grappled and struggles to free himself as he hammers into the soont o be mulch.

Agrimmosh; PA: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 12 - 2 = 29
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 7 + 4 = 16

Belir charges into the flytrap, likely the first the first dwarf to be eaten by a plant.

Agrimmosh; PA: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (20) + 12 - 2 = 30
Confirm Crit: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 12 - 2 = 29
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 7 + 4 = 15
Crit Damage: 4d6 + 14 + 8 ⇒ (3, 6, 1, 1) + 14 + 8 = 33

If that crit confirms then the target needs to make a Dc 23 Fort save or shrink one size category.

Religion: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Nature: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

"Eh? Where?" Belir sees the door as Ingrahild shows him. His old eyes squint, still barely able to perceive it. "Good eye! What is this place?"

Belir continues to hammer out his frustrations on the green mossy troll. "We got 'em against the wall."

Agrimmosh; Enlarged: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (10) + 13 = 23
Damage: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (1, 4) + 8 = 13

Enlarged Belir steps into the mass of trolls. He swings the magical hammer right into the green trolls chest.

Agrimmosh; Enlarged: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (2) + 13 = 15
Damage: 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (7, 2) + 8 = 17

Belir concentrates on the weapon, growing to nearly match the size of the giants. Let's do this beasties"

Heightened enlarge person (20 minutes)

Belir goes into a full out run drawing Agrimmosh and his shield in the process. "Let's get 'em!"

Run

Belir is definitely not stealthy.

Belir looks to his companions. "Any of you want to scout ahead, see what mess we are getting ourselves into?"

"Let's try to avoid what we can for patrols. We can't take them all on. I can defend myself but I'm not suicidal." Belir shifts uncomfortably in his armor.

Belir silently nods, looking around to the large crevices where giants could be lurking. "Let's keep moving lads, they are close by."

Belir grabs his hammer. "Sure thing. Who knows what is in these mountains." He follows the others to the north east.

Belir doesn't happen to have a whole lot outside of being a frontliner.

Belir rolls ro his feet. "I'm alright. A bit scratched up but still here." He slams his hammer into the drakes skull to quickly finish it off.

Agrimmosh; PA: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (19) + 12 - 2 = 29
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (4, 2) + 7 + 4 = 17

Belir places himself in between the drake and his companions as he closes the distance. His axe raised high he skids to a halt at the beasts feet.

Double Move.

Reflex DC 20: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Belir moves very sluggishly as he breaks free of the cloud to close in on the dragon. "I can't hardly move."

Belir looks around as he hears a loud screech in the distance. He turns left and right looking through the air. "What's that?" He draws his axe and stands ready.

Belir taps his armor and quickly grows to twice his size. "Let's get at 'em!"

Heightened enlarge person (20 minutes)

Belir stands at the ready, drawing a shortbow as Thozar lets out a warning screech. "Any of youse see what it is?"

Belir is a bit relieved that there are no young within the cave. "Well looks like it was worth tracking down their cave. This could be a good place to sleep during the night."

"We scattered the beasties off, no need to go back to their home to kill em all off. They probably jest got some younglings they trying to feed." Belir waves his hands, though if the group is intent he will follow.

Belir bends down to pick up his shield Provoking to raise it in front of himself defensively. Lifug his hammer he swats it at one of the beast's snouts.

Agrimmosh; PA: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 12 - 2 = 19
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (6, 5) + 7 + 4 = 22

MA- Stand up; SA- draw his hammer.

Belir rolls to his side, completely armorless and grabs his hammer, raising it in front of him. "What...what is happening?"

Probably provoke an AoO for standing up from his sleep.

"Being here it can't be friendly by any means. Shoot away." Belir calls out, squinting his eyes as he tries to catch sight of the shape. "You want first watch then Ingrahild?" Belir tosses out his bedroll and plops down.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

"Storm Tyrant?" Belir dips his hands through the sacks of coins. "Since when do the giants take prisoners of our kind? Sometin ain't right." He tries to see what he can find for tracks.

Survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Belir sighs and curses his stubby legs and heavy armor.His chest heaves as he tries to catch his breath. "Don't know how them lanky elves like all that running. It is horrible." He towers as tall as the giants. "Hurt, I couldn't even make it to 'em. Good job lads!"

Using Agrimmosh Belir grows to the size of the ogres, raising the hammer before them. "You ready fer this. Last chance to run mush fer brains."

Use Aggrimosh to enlarge for 20 minutes.

Belir stomps heavily across the grounds as he tries to intercept a group of the ogres. "Nasty beasties." He draws Aggrimosh, ready to smash.

Double move.

Belir moves up with Ulark and taps hi hammer to the other dwarf's spear. "Let's do this."

Belir hands the baby over to the couple. "Watch over him until we get back." He catches up to Gundar and taps loudly on his plate armor. "No point in sneaking abut when you got this. Unless you plan on going forward a bit alone."

Belir skids to a halt just before the giant falls on him. "Come on!" He smashes his hammer into the eyeball as he gasps for breath.

Belir kicks into high gear, rushing the giant at the last moment. "Gotcha now big and ugly."

Run for 3x movement. Probably provoking an AoO.

Belir continues to pump his tiny legs across the field. "Damned giants and their...their tallness."

Double move.

Belir charges forward, drawing Agrimmosh. His heavy feet stomp into the soft soil. "For Trunau!"

Double Move.

Same

Belir grunts. "We'll try and get 'em back. You know which way they were headed?"

"have no choice. Can't keep going along holding a baby." Belir nods his affirmation at chasing the trail down.

Survival: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

"Oiy, she's a big one!" Belir grips Agrimmosh and smashes the hammer into the ground near the giant's toes.

Agrimmosh; PA: 1d20 + 12 - 2 ⇒ (2) + 12 - 2 = 12
Damage: 2d6 + 7 + 4 ⇒ (5, 1) + 7 + 4 = 17

Belir spends most of the trip checking in on Ulark to make sure the dwarf's arm was alright, that he could still bend all of his fingers and rotate his wrist. He is interrupted by the loud crashing sound. "Think someone is still inside?"

Belir has his full plate armor, so would pass on the giant nail armor. Though it does sound cool thematically.

Belir looks on worried. "You sure this is gonna work? I mean it's your hand."

Belir grunts. "Wasn't very strong of a traitor at least." With talk of sacrifice and losing one's hand Belir's eyes go wide. he was committed to the task but wasn't quite sure yet how committed. he looks around to the others to see if they take up the mantle.

Belir has Agrimmosh. If someone else wants the spear and hand then by all means have at it. If noone absolutely is going to use it then he will.