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Bernard helps the old man to his feet and looks around, surveying the carnage. "To be quite honest, Shelyn isn't the first goddess I'd associate with the fine folks up here in the snow-lands. Does anyone take exception to your practice that you know of?"
The only AP mechanic I've liked was Kingmarker, but Ultimate Campaign went and made it better anyway so...
Bernard attempts to stab the thing again, cursing in a series of languages too rapidly to follow.
Bernard joins in the melee, forgoing his usual finesse and flair in favor of just hacking at the elemental's legs. "We really are much better at killing things that aren't covered in armor."
I work with at-risk juveniles. Kids on probation, kids with school difficulties, basically we're camp green lake but without trusting our kids with shovels.
Hey so I was hit in the head with a rock at work. I'm ok but I'm supposed to limit my screen time until we know I'm not super concussed, which could take a while. Bot me if you need to.
Quickly assessing that arrows are not going to be much more helpful here than against the giant crab, Bernard puts away his bow and moves into melee with the creature, hoping he's strong enough to at least be able to hurt it with brute strength.
Bernard is very sick of fighting enemies too big and tough for him to shoot effectively and sighs as he zips off his shots.
Bernard spins and shoots the raven, using two of his blunt arrows, assuming he won't get them back.
Bernard looks aside at Kersey before pulling out his bow. "Not if he doesn't make it to the end of the day. I'mma get a better look, see what we're dealing with." He immediately starts ducking, weaving, and somersaulting through the crowd to get there as quickly as possible and find a vantage point.
"Maybe we can all let bygones be bygones. They tried to kill some of us, we successfully killed some of them, no big deal. We'll all laugh over tea and Ikebana later."
That's how naming conventions work in many East Asian cultures.
Yeah I just felt like being pedantic.
My pedantry is done, my evil plan to annoy Shinrin is complete!
*ahem* The historical Hattori Hanzo was a samurai, not a ninja, though he did work with the peasant militias of the Iga region, which many historians credit as the historical basis of modern ninja myths. Unlike his many pop culture portrayals, he was not particularly famous for crafting swords, but rather for saving the life of Tokugawa Ieyasu and his fighting skills with... a spear.
"More bird motifs too. Never been on that side of the world, but this seems to be a recurring theme among people who try to kill us since Brinewall. The bird-men in there, the demon with wings, the birds watching us when we arrived, now the ninja with jade raven statues."
Hhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeyyyyyy!!! Congratulations!
"Ninja must be rare here, but if there's a Minkaian community that'd be a good place to start looking. If they're Minkaian-style assassins they probably have Minkaian entertainment tastes as well."
Jeez.
Bernard grabs the eggs to investigate later, a set of tools and a jade statuette before hopping into a canoe. After making their escape he looks over the raven statuette. "Jade makes me think Minkaian, and haven't we fought raven-men before? I think it's safe to say we've been found."
I'll be damned, feel better!
Bernard swings at the ninja left.
Bernard shifts backward and stabs at the one between him and Kersey.
Two can play at this flanking game, fools. Bernard spins around and attacks the one between him and Morgrym.
Bernard grabs the helmet and clambers out. "Who are they? Have we been spotted by the shore party?"
Bernard rolls his eyes in disbelief that someone is actually making him play the Straight Man. "No, I meant is it Ulfen tradition to animate their lords before lighting them on fire. Wouldn't be the weirdest funerary tradition out there, I'm sure."
Bernard immediately starts rifling through Snorri's possessions, tossing anything that looks promising to Morgrym to identify as magical or not. "Are people like Snorri supposed to be undead?"
After swinging once at the creature attacking Lyraesel, Bernard tries to squeeze and tumble his way around the boxes and other cargo to get behind Snorri and attacks him again.
Bernard decides to join in despite his reservations and draws the sword I hate boats so damn much. he got earlier No damn space to jump around. and follows belowdecks. Upon seeing their newest enemy is an undead, he rolls his eyes and moves in for the kill.
Bernard waits on the deck, thinking a bow and arrow isn't good in cramped quarters.
Bernard draws and nocks an arrow and nods to Lyraesel to open the door.
Bernard takes Morgrym's hand. When Kersey tells him of the chain sounds he sneaks over to the trapdoor.
Sorry guys. Ive got a new shift at work thats 16 hours Wednesday 16 Thursday 8 friday and got kind of Shanghaid into 16 today too thats why I haven't been posting.
"All right, Lyraesel. You're up. Let's get some fog and then deal with the fire."
Bernard manages to keep the kayak steady, to his surprise as much as anyone else. "I can't believe how difficult it is to pilot a damned boat..." he mutters to himself.
"I hope you're here or else gramma is going to need to take a look at my head."
Bernard does what he usually does when he's pretending to pretend not to eavesdrop: dances a few steps to music only he can hear. "I hope you'll go somewhere eventually, or else our destination is much closer than I anticipated. Besides, we have a boat to catch!" Everyone patched up from the unexpected hunting expedition, Bernard takes Kelda off to see about commandeering a canoe or similar small riverboat.
"And be sure to set the pot to boil BEFORE you put the crab in. That way it dies with minimal suffering and you don't need to let all the meat out by breaking its shell!"
When they told you to become one with nature I don't think they meant be digested by it.
"Let's all agree to not go swimming in unknown water again." Bernard pulls his boots on and starts rummaging through Lyraesel's abandoned bag. "Got a wand here, anyone know how to use it? Morgrym?"
I don't particularly care one way or the other.
Bernard moves to flank with Lyraesel and stabs at the crab again. Not like it can grab me now.
Bernard follows behind Kelda and starts stabbing at it double-handed.
"I hope they burn their dead up here because we are going to need a big bonfire and about 200 pounds of butter." Bernard looks at the crab, looks at his arrowheads, sighs and pulls out his sword as he wades in after the group, kicking his boots off to the side to keep them dry.
Bernard says nothing but lightly elbows Shalelu in the ribs.
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