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Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue scoops up the strangely labeled can and eyeballs it.

'Gic habuto telof raher. Na go ise rusos amaka isige rer civ. Gurel renovi tecelir netiber lo rit. Riri ene si merared niya mututa idowisied.'


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Segeyo usamoni gose tuyun pune usito.' Blue says forlornly to Robious.

When Red re-entters the room the babbling picks up in speed and excitement, reaching a fever pitch hearing his brother's generosity.

'Yie lun fenanie necidi lel ciemenet. Tone desota dutab ba. Vihen cenoc ereb efi na eda tid ulukege. Yen cisep ogi go nesap uler rit ro na ietazeze; he neqaroy sa so tivuger mohiruh gegiey vut. Aya tapener tahose riw kitarel diehopi alibomu zegines tit bedieli. Nirepet bu eyatite oponucip hi nekato. Teyuwit gel toxere hiyo liharal coqu inoca pok siecore vecuze? Roser rapane do pikihi ura aba miriebof.'


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue gets a forlorn look in his eyes as he watches his brother leave the room, like an dog who's owner is leaving to the store.

'sal vuri epalak reloyal wec lotukac fi robut lu! Ne rup cadiegom bala renasel tupulel tini gecoto? Pisor talekin ere labecet! Aga nesieli tone; riepum ecehar came nunehiy hir pute ogemetil pat awe ipidi: Cihoto yer atacer halol tata ta, himap teri ca metoti sihenev rococ. Edosup firi uxorag icarica neloma cubeyo; niwoc fi irafa rokiele usimete ra legoton tedito.' While his words are unintelligible, his sadness is clear.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Seeing his brother come to, Blue cocks his head and looks at Red confusedly.

'Gehat pib marar nih, to re orili popaw ibeheni nabatag rod taset: Si de amepo. Utanatan mutatus edec rir se helitis gipu.'


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Just put up 3 characters for it. Sounds fun.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue looks to his brother's still prone form and frowns slightly. He turns back to Drizzle.

'Menir ehece onidot osobe de ta, ife takanar sorewet tisa nor rel iveceti ocunu po yogena.'


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue's attention is briefly torn from the flames by Drizzle's orders.

'Pa nep dole pu arip veme cori hohes epecat! Utepihan pitat tapexut silibe vunab pop nesec winilar ratitog liroda: Ipot ata jiso! Poner utisoc diterel lase axa pa wo?' The big man returns his gaze to the flames.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Lemme clear some a these shades outta here, that should light 'er up!' Blue roars as he presses the attack on Shadow 1.

Get 'em Loretta: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

The sweet taste o' steel: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'That was mah brother!' Blue shouts as he brings Loretta to bear on the offending shadow. Shadow 1

For Family!: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19

Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

should I roll for what actions I take or will you?


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue is still confused, correct?


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Orange pleased farm sit, twelve walk broom' Blue somehow manages to look MORE confused than normal.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue stops to admire the tapestries.

'Uncle Taz an' his friends look like some kinda heroes. Wonder where the rest a' these fellas ended up?' Blue studies the tapestries for a moment longer before taking a look at the harp in the corner. He plucks the strings absentmindedly.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Ah was sure that'd work.' Blue sheepishly follows his brother back to the main hall.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue watches bemusedly as his brother struggles with the stretching hallway. As his brother walks past Blue gets an idea. Closing his eyes he attempts to charge down the hallway.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue leaves the room while his brother searches the area around his staff to retrieve more liquor.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue claps his brother on the shoulder and laughs heartily.

'Ya just gave me time ta drink some more! I'll need ta hit the liquor cabinet again and I'll be go ta go. I found yer little gem thing, a bit fancy don't ya think?' Blue gives his brother an unreturned grin.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'More walkin' stick fer tha rest ah us!' Blue smiles at Drizzle and settles into the armchair, waiting for his brother to stir.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue admires the bottle before he offers the bottle to his conscious companions. He nods towards the staff above the fireplace.

'Anyone need a new walkin' stick?' Blue begins to grow impatient waiting on his sleeping brother to come to. He moves to stand near the door.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Losing interest in his sleeping brother Blue scoops up the polished onyx. He turns it over a few times in his hand, struggling to read the inscription. Eventually, the big man deciphers the text.

'I think ya dropped this when I shook ya.' Blue tucks the onyx into his brother's pocket and moves to inspect the bottle.

After giving it a test sniff, Blue takes a healthy pull off the bottle.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue scoops up his brother and lay him across the desk. He attempts to wake Red by alternating between gently slapping him in the face, yelling into his ear, and shaking him rigourously.

'He's not this heavy a sleeper most uh tha time.' He shrugs to the elf and cleric.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Seeing his brother's wound improve, Blue's impish grin burns through the plain rage on his face. He gives Red a sharp kick in the side.

'Get up ya bum, thar ain't a thing wrong with ya now!' He shouts, laughing. He brings Loretta to bear on the winged creature once more.

Don't let me down, sweetheart!: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10

Groos? what the hell is a groos?: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

jeezy petes


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue roars in fury, seeing his brother fall after the strange creature's attack. He steps over his brother's body protectively, putting himself between the creature and his kin, and swings Loretta at the winged form.

This one's for family Loretta!: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Blood for Blood!: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'There was a wee lil' piggy out there. May be handy come breakfas' time.' Blue says, a little dejectedly. 'I wanted a dog'


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'A Pig? who gives a pig a 'lil house?' Blue slams a fist on the top of the house and moves back towards the intersection in the house.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue spots the doghouse and his eyes brighten.

'Aw, brother, no one said we got a dog with the house! Here boy, Here!' The large man rushes over to the doghouse and peers inside.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue happily stows the razor in his bag before checking the chest himself. He too seems disappointed by the contents. He follows Red out into the hall.

'Aw, brother, there's plenty ah more rooms to explore in here.' Blue takes a small bit of joy in seeing his brother's obvious annoyance with him.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'I need me a new razor!' He says excitedly almost running over his brother to get to it. He picks it up and tests the edge on his thumb.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Uncle Taz hired alot ah zombies. Wonder how he didn't die younger.' He follows his brother having a one way conversation with Red's back.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Ah don' think we'll be needin' yer services any more' Blue brings Loretta around on the woman.

Loretta will give you your severance: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15

thank you for your years of service to our family: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Outta tha way, I'll show ya how to treat misbehavin' help!' Blue clearly enjoys introducing the denizens of the house to Loretta.

Have You Met Loretta?: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

She Has a Killer Personality: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

'Ya seem shy, ya should react when tha lady of tha house introduces herself to ya!'


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue claps his brother on the shoulder as he pouts past. 'Sure ya did. I'll make sure ta hang back a little longer next time'

Blue bends to search their fallen enemy.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue watches his brother lash out at his foe and then maneuvers between the two. He brings Loretta to bear on the undead.

Loretta Looks Good in Red: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue sees his brother being attacked and spring into action. He brings Loretta to bear on the undead figure.

'Ya leave mah brother alone!' Blue yells, his genuine concern apparent.

Protect Red, Loretta!: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue, chastised, silently offers the cloak to Robious and Drizzle before following his brother.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'I think ye both 'r color-blind. Ya got tha red right, this 'un ain't got no color on one side. Hey, brother, ya want one a uncle Taz's old cloaks!?' Blue fishes the other remarkable cloak out of the closet and holds the black and white cloak out to the open door across the hall.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue pulls out the velvet lined cloak and regards it in the light cast by the fire in the other room. After a cursory examination he throws it over his shoulder and swishes it about experimentally with his non-liquor hand.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue picks through the cloaks, hoping to find something his size. He drinks as he paws through the closet.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue, quickly grows bored of the room with the fireplace and wanders out into the entry way. He takes a pull from his decanter and spots the door to the east. He wanders over and tries the door knob. If unlocked he opens the door boldly.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue grabs a bottle of liquor and takes a pull. He steps back allowing Drizzle in to examine the liquids. He swishes the alcohol around in his mouth a few times and exhales contentedly after swallowing.

'Ol' Uncle Taz had good taste in hooch.' He says, taking another pull from the bottle.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue swaggers into the room and his gaze immediately shoots to his brother at the cabinet.

'Well, well, well. Looks like we ain't hafta go all tha way down to tha cellar ta get a drink!' Blue shoves in next to his clearly annoyed brother and begins sniffing bottles.

Red sighs and continues a more methodical search of the contents of the cabinet.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Curses Shmurshes, why would ol' Uncle Tazimack leave us, some cursed swords?' Blue says arrogantly, waving his new longsword about. With his free hand he strokes Loretta and occasionally whispers to her.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue takes the swords down from the wall and offers one to Red.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Blue pushes past his brother and into the house.

'First' He declares with a smirk at his brother. Blue spots the swords on the wall and approaches them with admiration. 'One fer each a us, eh brother?'

Blue checks their edge with a thumb.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Ya should make yer holy water outta beer. I bet ya attendance at sermons 'd go way up. Hells, I might even get up fer one.' Blue says with a laugh to Robious. He fingers his new silver dagger absentmindedly, unused to it being on his hip.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'I only end up in tha gutters when I start with mead. Meads a late evenin' drink. Let me at least how tha wine cellar is stocked.' Blue is clearly becoming annoyed by his younger brother's pestering. He quickens his pace to try to leave Red behind.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

Stats: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 4) = 12
Stats: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 6, 4) = 14
Stats: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 1) = 6
Stats: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 2, 4) = 7
Stats: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 3) = 7
Stats: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 5) = 16

rerolling the 6

Stats: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 1, 2) = 6

Gold

gold: 3d8 ⇒ (3, 7, 8) = 18


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'I reckon we might be able ta meet up with my brother Red. If I got one a' these letters he did too. Though, he's not near as good company as me.' Blue seems reluctant to want to see his brother again.


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Next rounds on me, boys. Says here my dear uncle...' He squints at the letter 'Taz-i-Max? Has passed on and left me a nice bit o' inheritance. Looks like me 'n Loretta gotta take a trip to...' He squints again at the letter, this time for longer, clearly re-reading the whole letter. 'Told?'


Male Human Fighter 1 HP 8/8 AC 2

'Not off tha top a my head, but if we find more, I'm more 'n willin' to join you in clearin' 'em out. Now, we been down in this hole too long and my skins are dry, as is my throat. What say we go grab a few rounds back at the tavern?' Blue says as he watches their exit to make sure nothing comes up behind them.

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