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Bel casts detect undead in order to figure out what kind of beast is attacking them from above. Bel begins by looking up at the roof and once he has an idea as to how powerful the creature above them is, he will turn to look in the direction of the hole in the attic floor.
Bel stays absolutely still while the three monsters above cry out to their brethren. He silently prayed to Cayden Cailean to make the monsters above them move.
Bel harrumphs a little at having to jump back into the attic he had just vacated but says nothing else as they wait for their opportunity to make a run for it.
Bel scrambles up onto the roof with the others to see what the commotion is.
"What's going on?" Bel asks from his position of covering the hole in the floor of the attic. "The note of panic in Kip's voice is making me a bit edgy!"
Woo, ding! I'll level Bel tonight.
"If we have some rope, we could perhaps tie ourselves together or use it to lash ourselves to the roof in order to make our way to somewhere a little less... toasty," he says, although he doesn't seem entirely certain about this plan. "Kip, it sounds as though you know the city quite well from the tpo down, where would you suggest?"
Bel stands up and looks around the unlikely group. "So..." he says slowly, "How are you guys at climbing?"
Bel refrains from launching another bolt at the creature below and creeps away from the edge of the hole. "So what's the situation outside?" he asks Kip, "I'm Bel by the way."
Bel is also surprised to see a kobold drop through the roof. However, he returns to the task at hand and reloads his crossbow.
Bel aims for the nearest zombie and fires a bolt at it.
Bel curses his aim and reloads his crossbow.
If Bel can see a zombie, he'll try and pick it off with his crossbow.
So, we avoid groups like the plague until we're more powerful. Which leaves us with the debacle on how to get out of here.
Bel watches the elf get dragged away in a somber mood. "Well, that would indicate that going downstairs is probably not a good idea," he says quietly.
Bel checks over his loaded crossbow after shrugging himself into his chain shirt. Looking down at Shallowsoul, he raises an eyebrow quizzically. "Did anyone else realise that our elven friend is off for a jaunt with our not-quite-dead friends?" he asks jovially. Seeing that the others are prepared, Bel ponders dropping down into the hallway below.
Bel thanks his dwarven friend and then sits down on his haunches. Once everyone has gathered their belongings, he looks up at them expectantly. "Well then, what now?" he asks brightly.
Bel makes a standing jump and grabs onto the outstretched hand of Khron. "Much obliged, my friend," Bel says with a grin, before grimacing as he tests his ankle gingerly, "A bit of a fall there but no lasting harm done."
Bel lands on his ankle and curses silently as he feels a sharp pain. Nevertheless, he appears to have avoided attracting the attention of the walking dead and quickly recovers his heavy crossbow and armour before waiting to get a hand back up into the attic.
Hmm, I must have misread something. I get channel at third level, right enough. However, given that it will draw the dead to us, it would only ever get used as an 'alpha strike'. With the ability to cast two cure light wounds per day plus having two weapons that utilise his high Dexterity and some buffing from inspire courage we should be fine. I agree that claiming some kind of base of operations should be a priority although I am not sold on the inn. It has already become infested by the walking dead and we would need to make considerable repairs to make it safe once again. Not to mention it has limited utilities. I'd argue instead that we should look for something that's a bit more defended, like a tower. We also need to raid apothecaries and/or magical supply shops for wands, particularly of the cure x wounds variety to help top up our damage.
Evangelists only lose certain levels of channel energy. I get it back at second level. Until then, duck and weave! And pepper them with crossbow bolts.
Bel looks into his room and spots his heavy crossbow. He looks for any zombies and if there are none in his room, he drops down into his erstwhile quarters and quickly retrieves his weapon and quiver along with his armour. With the assistance of those still in the loft area, he clambers back up and loads his crossbow.
Bel looks at the floor pensively, before looking at his own arms. "Eh, might need a hand to break into my room..." he says dejectedly.
Bel's profile is done. Got Hero Lab working on my new computer which makes things so much quicker.
Bel grins charmingly at the nobleman. "Some of us require our gear, Alfonso, or else we'll be worse than useless out there." Bel gestures vaguely towards the half-formed hole in the roof.
"Unfortunately, my holy symbol is on the table I was sitting at in the tap room, which by the accounts of our dwarven friend here is behind at least eight of those... things." "I suggest that we recover our belongings and see what we can see from our vantage point up here," Bel says, looking around at the others.
Bel rubs the back of his neck as he stands and listens to the others make introductions. It would appear that an attic is not the most comfortable if places in which to sleep. "Morning all," he says with all the brightness he can muster, "Belvedyr Haverfoot, although my friends call me Bel for short. Quite the predicament we find ourselves in, hmm?" Bel's rising concern at the smell of smoke is offset by the logistical problems of clambering over rooftops. "You know, clambering over the rooftops is not likely to be easy and if we're to stand any chance of getting out of this situation alive, I suspect we'll need our weapons and equipment." Bel has a small rapier hanging from his belt but little else except his travelling clothes.
I'm just finishing up my sheet. I'll post details to my alias when I get home from work but that's me done. |