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Bert steps into the vat room and heads for another mongrel man
but he feels his stomach churn from the smell.
Bert takes a whack at the mongrelman with his shield.
"Make room!" Bert bellows as he moves forward.
He then swings his hammer at the mongrel to the right of Amaria.
Bert Moves in and takes a swing with his hammer.
Bert asks for some space to back up. Assuming his friends allow him room, he smacks the dog with his shield, backs up and swings his hammer.
Bert realizing that he needs to protect the others, doesn't step back but just whacks at the dog with his shield.
Bert smirks and grabs the rope and pulls.
And then blushes as the rope doesn't go anywhere.
Bert says, "Perhaps I should knock." as he shifts the hammer in his hands flipping the shield over his shoulder.
"What's the name of the guy who has that shop that we went to and you bought supplies? Tell him we have a delivery from him." Bert suggests.
"Ring, I think, but others are better at tactics than me." Bert says, readying his weapons.
"We'll just have to take em down like we do all this other stuff...together." Bert says putting his crowbar away.
"You folks want to look around down here while I'll go up and work on that lock?" Bert asks. "I carry a crowbar that might help."
I guess I need to invest in feats and such to be able to push mobs back. I need to get five feet distance to get my hammer in play. Or learn to attack with my shield and then 5 ft step back or something or rethink my character concept. Yes, I have that sword for a reason but that hammer is the one with the most power.
Bert fights off the paralysis and brings his weapons to bear on the yellowed ghast.
Bert swings his hammer as an attack of opportunity presents itself.
He then bashes the red tinted ghast with his shield.
He then drops his hammer behind him and draws his longsword.
Congrats on the graduation. And on the phone thing???
Bert leaves the trunk and climbs down the hole to save the others.
"Well, could have been the beast. Might have been an innocent reason for being there." Bert mentions.
"You got a good look at the beast? Not saying there's a lot of big hulking shambling beasts running around but did you see enough to make a no doubt that's him officer look?" Bert asks while studying the man.
Bert nods. He looks skyward and says "Won't have a lot of time to get there and back, we need to move quickly."
"People will do almost anything in a mob. Seen it more than a few times. We best be ready for a fight, not that we aren't normally, but these people believe they are right and he is the bad guy. They are think we might get him free." Bert says.
Waiting for his turn to be called Bert walks to the middle of the courtroom. "My name is Bert Shieldworn, I was a guard in Riddleport but have recently come here for other business. The group I am with and me, went to Herstag to examine the evidence the prosecution presented. Others will talk about some of that evidence but I am here to describe a fight with a very powerful wraith. This wraith was found near the hill southwest of the town. In our discussions with the Beast, he mentioned a "night ghost" that he couldn't damage. As you can see, I am not a small man, but not nearly as large as the defendant. I also had issues with damaging the wraith except for some magical help on my weapon, which the beast did not have. The wraith touches you and he causes you to become weaker and your weapons and such pass right through it. Luckily, we were able to kill the wraith..err again. But we had to do that as a team. If we had not been a team, it would have been impossible."
"After we defeated the wraith, we found the remains of 4 children, which we are sure are the children whom the Beast is accused of doing something with. My friend Sophie will tell you more about that though. What she says is true, what we all say, is true." Bert finishes.
i will present the battle with the wraith on the hill and the bones we found, which can lead into Sophie's testimony from the children.
Bert has a little more diplomacy now, but +1 is like..yeah.
Bert follows the rest of his friends over to the barrister's office to plan the day in court.
Bert is done. +9 HP
I guess the question is, do I reduce my attack bonus by the dual wielding amount if I am not actually planning on using the shield as a weapon? I would think not, but I wanted to make sure.
Question: Since my shield is all but worthless as a weapon against the incorpreal, I am thinking I can just hold it for more AC but not take the penalty (or as much as one). Seems that's the consensus on some sites, but couldn't find one on Paizo's site, someone asking. I think it amounts to a +1 to my attack bonus, but still that's more important than losing 2 AC, I think. Of course, once I get my shield up to +1 or something, that will go away.
Bert listens to all the talk and waits for a request from the rest that he step in and help.
Bert looks around for something that might help him hit incorporeal monsters. Or something that will help with his cold chest thing.
"And life and death." Bert reminds him.
"As the lady said, it's a matter of life and death" Bert says.
Bert leans forward and knocks on the door.
Bert agrees with stefan about leaving them and either coming back or letting the villagers do it. He doesn't really feel like he gets a big vote in the matters of religion though, which is why he only nodded.
Bert nods, rubbing the cold spot in his chest.
"Can we gather them up and take them to court? I would expect the parents will be there and then we can release them to them and give them closure." Bert asks.
Happy Birthday
Bert steps back and swings his hammer once more.
Bert moves forward and swings his hammer at the wraith
"I'm for going back, seems we understand now that there is no way the beast coulda killed the girl after he was run out." Bert says, rubbing his chest where the cold is.
Bert takes a step back and swings his hammer again.
Bert takes a swing at the wraith
And then spins and swings another time at the wraith when it appears.
Bert moves around everyone and swipes at the wraith with his hammer.
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