Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Braxton jumps up from the wall during the explosion, the looks with mild concern for his new Ally. Hearing his reply back Braxton tells Varian, "You gotta be a little more careful wit those traps kid, by the way there's a nice set of picks in that locker. Now let's see what you found here." Braxton follows Varian into the hidden room keeping his eyes peeled for interesting goods. Perception:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
"I'll take a dagger as well, and anything else no one wants since I do have a store to fill back up. Har Har, let me know if you need my assistance with any of there safes or chests." The thug of a alchemist leans back on a wall and sips at his whiskey.
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Coming back up from the tavern with a whiskey bottle in his hand and taking a few sips he looks around the room, "So comrades, what have you all found out about this room?" Noticing them looking at some cube, "You all need Ole Braxton to disarm or pick any locks for ya?"
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Sorry about the lack of posting this week, between a mixed up work schedule, the holiday weekend, and getting the flu I just didn't have time to post. Braxton moves into the room, "What the bloody hell do you think he was distracting us from? I'll go check downstairs, since I still need a damn drink." Braxton grumbles not wanting to think too hard on this situation.
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Braxton nods while pulling out his picks, as he fiddles with the lock he comments "Don't mean to blow up on you all, but people are on the verge of panicking and this place is a safe haven for most and I wish to keep that image up. Plus I'm sobering up and get mighty cranky when I'm sober." DISABLE DEVICE:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Braxton trails behind the elf, "What now?" he grumbles. As he gets up the stairs Braxton's face turns a little red with anger, "STOP! WHAT IN NINE HELLS ARE YOU LOT DOING!? Why are you smashing up my friends Tavern? Hope you have the coin to repair that door. Impulsive little devils could of just asked for the keys or me too open it. But no you gotta pull out the hero cards and smash through everything not thinking of the cost or impact on the reputation of this inn." Braxton waits for an explanation arms crossed a stern look in his eye.
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Braxton lags behind the group wondering where the could of taken Errik, knowing he was his ticket back home. As they arrive back to the Tavern he stays in the background avoiding the Dwarf's rants going to take a drink of whiskey he notices his flask empty. After the others order he looks to Thulfi, "Get me a bottle of cheap whiskey and some pork with mushrooms." The human sits down at the table and follows suite with the others, "As I said before my name be Braxton Raith, I've been living in this town for a few years now. Still not sure what is going on with all this crap, but knowing that stuff was my friend Errik's department. Now wheres that whiskey I ordered?" Sorry for the delay been a crazy few days at work.
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
"Damn, the linguist be our buddy, we best hustle to the town. Most of the people are themselves, but to make sure you lot are whatcha you look like have a bite of this food here." With that comment Braxton opens a bag containing some beef jerky.
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
The large sized human approaches the new group and raises his hat as he introduces himself, "Howdy Mates, the names Braxton Raith, brewing and selling goods is what I do. Ah broke out of prison aye been their before, haha." As he says that he pats two metal mugs on his belt. He suddenly notices Errik not around, [b]"Damn, without Errik we are further behind these Ugos." He kicks a close creature a few times then takes a drink from one of his many flasks and pours some on the ground for his missing comrade. He mutters under his breath, "Why did you have to go missing, now I can't go back and get that damn burglars treasure." After the thrashing he goes back to the group of jail birds and Corum, "So elf, what do you think we should do now?"
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
AoO on A57:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20
"If you be fast chase down who you can lass, I'm slow so I'll go after the stranglers." With that he throws an entangle bag at ugo in D 60. Throw:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 ranged touch
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
AoO bash:1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Braxton snarls at the Ugo that just hit him. "I you could eat I would tell you to eat THIS, OH HELL EAT THIS!!" He smashes the crowbar againist the creature. Powered crowbar smash:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Round 6 Action Braxton gives a nod to the blonde haired girl assisting him, comments while smashing the Ugothol that hit his arm, "Hello their little lass, quite a nice day to be smashing faceless ugly things don't you say?" Smashing Ugo in space D 54
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Braxton moves in on the one he hit before and smashes it with his crowbar and snickers at the other one, "You know you don't touch another man's hat, you'll learn your lesson soon after your friend here!" 5-foot step to B54
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Hearing Corum's cries for back up he shakes his head, "Little busy prying off this guises! HAHA!" He draws his crowbar in two hands and smashes the guised workers. Power attack smash:1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
2nd round action, sorry for any delay.
Moved to 10ft above A56 and throwing at target in E54
After his wild throw Braxton curses, so he moves closer and draws one of his bombs and tosses it one of the enemies moving towards him. Moves to B56
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
"Don't worry Padre, we'll figure this out and Shiv the one incharge." He then looks to Errikl, "Glad we agree to not show our hand, though should we have a warning and an attack phrase just invade one of us spots something the others don't?"
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
"Kinky......whatever floats your boat man.....zzz" Hearing Errik wake up in a huff, he looks over to his friend hand on crowbar. "What's a matter mate? Something here or else where?" He points to his head, since he has had random dreams in the past about there homeland, his curiousity over takes him.
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
"Well Well, Errik and Corum, as I said I let's you both have first pick of them right here. So I might have first picks later, most of them I can use with a couple secrets I know but I bet you all can put them to better use." he arranges them for all to see and if you need to know them just check the crate spoiler above. "Sounds good to me, I need my beauty rest." He turns to the little witch, "But listen here little darling, I sleep with one eye open so no shenanigans."
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
Perception:1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21 "Excellent, it is about time I get a pay off from our old Fawni haha." He quickly scavenges the crates from Fawni ignoring all the fuss the Warden is going on about. Taking 20 in searching through boxes, and will set aside any items such as books or maps for Errik.
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
"Cheers mates!" Braxton takes the shot as well. "See little one we be funnier then any old cavern crawlers, hehe." Aid Diplomacy:1d20 ⇒ 16 Seeing Errik offering up a refill Braxton accepts one as well, "Here's to lands we be from! Like yours miss....wheres that be any how?"
Male Human(Tintalian) Alchemist(Beastmorph)-3/Drunken Brute (Barbarian)-2
"Two shots of whiskey and a pint to chase it down mate." He sets his hat down on the bar. "Bring out 5 specials, we all good use some hot food, right dwarfy." After seeing Errik freshen up with his magic, Braxton smells his clothes and recoils with the discovery. "Hey Errik buddy boy, you wanna use that magic on me! I don't mind smelling like stale ale but this is not good."
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