Cursing, Brim swings out with his fist, hoping it would be easier to aim.
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Brim swings out at the snake that tried to attack with his hammer.
Brim runs to the nearest snake and pulls his hammer out along the way, hoping to get in between them and Sarinah.
Brim offered to take second watch. He hoped to be able to see some of the common night animals that he didn't see often. And hoped to let Sarina get as much uninterrupted sleep as possible.
Rubbing the back of his head, Brim smiled at Sarinah. Fair point. But Colt is right. Get the key, then figure out what to do with it. "Well if you're a dragon, maybe you can make my arm a little more combat ready." Brim laughed. "Let's go to Camlon and sort things out."
Brim translates the conversation for Sarinah. "Us as dragons? I thought Sarinah was the only dragon? Maybe that's why you don't feel like one Colt. We don't have any special powers like Sarinah does. As for getting this key...Are we supposed to protect it or destroy it? Because the latter is sounding nice right now." Brim fingered his hammer. "Will you be okay if we go ahead of you? I know we're not the best fighters, but it seems to be getting more dangerous out there." Brim looked to Colt and Sarinah for their thoughts. He wasn't sure about this whole thing, but he wouldn't leave his sister to face it on her own if she was determined to go through with it.
Brim examines the fleas, curious how they got so big and slides his hammer back into its strap on his belt. "You haven't a weapon Molly. We wouldn't expect you to hit these things with your fist." Brim smiles at Molly, looking up from the bug and standing. [b]"Besides, these buggers are nasty. I think heading northward soon is a good idea if these attacking us."
Brim steps up close to the green flea and swings his hammer!
Brim charges at the green flea and swings his hammer at it.
Brim let's out a yell as the flea bites him. He throws another punch, reacting rather than thinking.
Brim takes a 5 ft step backwards to try to avoid being bit again.
Brim made sure to keep an eye on Molly as they were walking, but was also deep in thought. Going to Camlon would be a big step and probably dangerous. And he'd never really been to another town, so he didn't know all that could go wrong. He fingered his hammer as they walked, gaining comfort knowing that he would always be able to be a blacksmith. As Serina makes a sound, Brim looks up to see large spiders in front of him. No, those weren't spiders, there weren't enough legs. Brim tried reach for his hammer, but one of the creatures jumped towards him with extraordinary distance. Hearing Colt shouting at him, Brim lashes out with his fist instead of drawing out his hammer.
As his fist missed the bug, Brim cursed and pulled out his hammer.
Brim let's out a slow whistle after being shown the feathers. He'd not seen anything like that before, but getting a hold of some would be useful. "Luck you had those then!" Brim says to Molly, surprised although trying not to show it. Then he yells down to Colt, "You almost finished down there!?" Looking up to see Sarinah singing, Brim signs back, The feathers helped slow her fall apparently. The cloaks are for modesty. She was... meeting someone here, but I don't think he ever showed up.
Yay!!!! I finally got to post! Holy Cow, that was too long!
Brim couldn't here all that was being said at the bottom, but he does see Colt hand Molly his cloak before making the knot for Molly to come up. Brim is shaking slightly, not from cold, but from a slight adrenaline rush caused by fear. He doesn't know what's going to be happening in the virtue like he had recently, but if holes with pictures in them started appearing randomly, what else could happen? Pulling Molly up isn't hard, but does take longer than he wanted it too. As he helps Molly out of the hole Brim suddenly sees why Colt lent her his cloak. Brim wanted to lend her his cloak as well seeing that Colt's was only cover part of the skin she was showing. But, instead Brim handed Molly his waterskin. After making sure Molly would drink, Brim cast the rope back into the pit for Colt. Kneeling next to Molly, Brim reached out with his human hand to place it in her shoulder in comfort. He focused on her face, trying to ignore her revealing outfit. "I'm glad your safe. How did you escape that fall unharmed? Was it the powers that Sara was sure you would develop?"
Staring down the deep hole, Brim judges it approximately 70 feet deep as well. The sides of the hole look rough, but no sharp rocks that could cut through rope that he could see. "Good thinking Sarinah. How long will that light last?"
Turning, Brim hands his rope to Colt. Brim doesn't pay much attention to him, absently telling Colt to cut it as he needed. Brim's attention was on the hole and how to get down there as safe as possible. Molly wasn't strong enough to climb for that long, so they would have to get her. More assuredly, he should be the one to get her unless Colt's roof climbing skills would work with Molly on his back. But maybe there was another way... "Colt, do you think you could carry Molly back up? Or would it be easier to go down to tie the rope around Molly's waist and pull her back up?"
Seeing where the tracks were going, Brim stopped. He didn't like the idea of leaving Sarinah alone if they were gone for long. What if a dark dragon came back? Or was hidden away already. "Colt, I'm going to get Sarinah. Don't want anything happening to her if we're out awhile." Brim headed back hurriedly. Sarinah was waiting for others to come with the wounded still. Trying to keeping his worry hidden, Brim walks up to Sarinah, making sure she say him coming. "Molly isn't at her home. Colt found tracks that lead to a wooded area. Will you come with us in case she's hurt enough that we can't move greet?
Brim sees Colt examining the ground before starting off on the direction of the wooded area nearby. Still renaming silent as to not distract him, Brim follows.
Seeing Wendy crying tugged at Brim's emotions. He hoped that she wouldn't have to wake the next morning in the same shared space as him. Seeing Colt's reassurance bolstered his confidence. "...I wish I felt as confident as that sounded. They live in a small shack to the south... what say we fan out from there?" "Yes, let's spread out. Let's meet at Molly's home. If she's stuck we'll need all the help we can get to dig her out." Brim was surprised that his voice didn't waiver. "I'll take her to the Elder's and come back out to help with the survivors. I'll set up over there so bring the injured to me if you can" "Do you need us to bring anything back for you?" Brim asked before moving on with the others.
Jerk of his head inn that direction, Brim glances one more time at Sarinah before heading to the sounds of crying.
Standing with his mouth open, Brim tried to take what had just happened in. Colt was on it, coming up with a solid plan off the top of his head. And Elder Eden...he'd only seen her pace when she was really worried. But Goddess of destruction? They were getting thrown into the thick of it. After hearing the answer to the seven keys, Brim wished he hadn't asked so soon. "You saw dragons fighting, right? A pink one and a dark green one? A lot of lightning all over the place?" "The pink one seemed more white to me...But ya... lots of lighting too. Pink dragon died?" "Tyr? Sara... mentioned that in one of her lessons, didn't she?" "I think she might have mentioned it, but nothing in depth that I can remember." Brim wished he had spent more time paying attention. Surveying the groups of people, he tried to count, but kept getting distracted by the memories of the dragons fighting. Why hadn't the white dragon won? "Right, let's get my arm the rest of the way on." Brim said, barely catching the small joke Colt made. He was ready to rid himself of this fuzzy mind. After his arm was on though, Brim studied Sarinah to make sure she was okay.
Brim was still trying to wrap his head around Dark Dragons attacking the town when he became stiff, then light shut out completely. As his body regains it's normal composure, he shakes his head. What's with these dragon dreams? he thought before realizing he was surrounded by rubble. Sarinah and Colt were reading a note. He read over their shoulders, but was much slower are reading. "Hey, uh... did... did anyone see something while they were... uh, stuck?" "Did you see the dragons too?" Brim asked absent mindedly while reading. Colt began to yell and pull away, but Brim was too distracted by the note to notice what was happening. His sister was a Dragon of Light? It made sense to a certain degree though. The powers she had gained as a child, her constant desire to help people. Well, if there were trying to kill her then he would stop it. He may not be trained, but he sure could figure out what to do to be able to protect Sarinah. Finally finishing the letter, He sees Elder Eden shaking Colt by the shoulders. "...I don't know where she is. We have to make sure everyone in the village is safe. Brim suddenly realized that Sara wasn't there anymore. Suppressing a groan, he walked over to Colt as Elder Eden. "Do you know what the letter says? Somethin' about an Earth Key...I know, we need to check the village first, but you do know?"
Brim bites his tongue to keep from demanding the answer as to why they're not outside yet. He remembers something about an attack, but it's hazy as he was just waking up. Instead of talking, he heads to the group with Colt and Sarinah. He would need to hold in his temper. No sense taking it out on the people that were going to help. Emboldened by Colt's statement Brim pipes up as well, hoping to strike again before the iron gets cold.
Slipping his hammer through a loop on his belt, Brim begins to strap his arm into place, glad at the familiar feeling as it falls into place. Colt helps him with it as they listen to what Sara has to say.
Brim stumbled, feeling ashamed for only thinking of getting Sarinah out, not giving a thought of if his best friend was going to be okay. The smoke was starting to get thicker, so Brim breathed in through the front of his shirt before shouting back. "Yes, we're both fine! But hurry before this place falls down! Light! Now these locks decide not to work!" Just as he was yelling it, the lock clicks open. Brim ushers Sarinah out, but waits near the door for Colt, dropping his fear and looking around while trying to get his arm on.
Brim wakes sweating, the face of the dragon struggling to keep its place in his mind as Elder Eden looms over him. After hearing the news, Brim lurches up, but immediately feels calmer after seeing that Sarinah is already gathering her things. Before he can thank her for waking his sister first, Eden moves on. Brim quickly grabs his arm, the unpacked bag he'd been using the day before while roaming the area around the village, and his blacksmiths hammer. Brim knows he won't be using it, but having it helps him feel secure. It's an extension of him, which is needed as his arm isn't on yet. Meeting Sarinah in the middle of the room, Brim flashed her a quick sign. Are you okay? Don't get too far away from me if the village is being attacked! Brim hurries to the stars after his sister, clutching to his hammer.
Dotting. I'll try to get a character out by the end of tomorrow!
Awesome, that makes sense. Thanks!
So I'm obviously fairly new to PbP, so i have a question. How do I put my stats at the top of my posts?
As as part of my background, I put in that I was helped by Colt with getting my prostetic arm and that he was one of my friends, simply because he was odd enough to not care about how I looked. I have Drog as a sibling, parents being an elf and human, but I can also be adopted. If you guys think of any cool backstory ties let me know! I'm having trouble thinking of a motivation to leave, so if you guys have any thoughts on what would work better than what I have, through it at me! Stats:
NG Human Constructed Pugilist Brawler Init 2; Perception 4 DEFENSE
OFFENSE
STATISTICS
Base Atk +1; CMB +3
Skills
Languages Common, Elf SQ Constructed Limb (Ex), Limb Modification: Limb Extender, Brawlers Cunning (Ex), Martial Training (Ex) Gear Masterwork Tools, Backpack, Bedroll, Belt Pouch, Flint and Steel, Rope (50 ft), Torches (10), Trail Rations (5), Waterskin, Bucket, Oil (5), Prosthetic Arm; Money 98 gp
Apperance:
Brim is an ugly fella. A broken nose from falling on his face one too many times, a flat face with eyes that were too small and a large forehead. He keeps his head neatly shaved after having fire catch on his hair. His large hand is calloused and his legs stocky. He's short, but formitive in wrestling. Backstory: Brim was born with a bum arm, not even grown to his elbow. In the town there wasn't anyone who shunned him, but he didn't have a lot of friends either. Colt didn't care about physical apperance, so they became friends quickly, and his siblings were all kind to him, well, as kind as you can be to the youngest sibling. But as kids do, there was some bullying. But Colt helped. He assisted by helping craft a wooden arm to strap over his stump, and that continued to be worked into a steel arm with working fingers and all. With Brim being an apprentice weaponsmith they had all the access they needed to forges and metals. When Brim wasn't with Colt, he was out in nature. Seeing that animals didn't care about his looks or deformity either gave him a fond love of nature. He spend lots of time there instead of learning how to interact with others, stunting his ablility to interact with others, but he was sharp and knew how life worked. As he began to get better at weaponsmithing he started to think if this was all life held for him. It was fine of course, he could make a modest living and his arm helped him be quick about things. But he'd grown up knowing that his parents had died warriors. Something about that fact made him long for more than just the average life. He wanted to uphold his parents legacy. But alas, the evil was defeated..so he would continue his work. |