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I think Pickle is resting out on this next quest.

Bam!

Duh me!

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Picklebrew stands with jaw agape as Kassen disappears, ”-but what about missing pieces?”, not sure if anyone has the answer.

How do we light the Everflame?

# 36653-9 Shadow Lodge Picklebrew

no job :(

Picklebrew sticks his spear through the bottom of the skull and holds it up like a puppet, joking about with the other, ”I think I found my trophy for Shorty's bar!”.

”Gonna break some of them bone!”, Pickle takes another wide swing with his spear.

1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 2 = 19 >>damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

mw spear flanking: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
dam: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (5, 1) + 3 = 9

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mw spear, flanking sneak: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11 >>damage: 2d6 + 3 ⇒ (1, 2) + 3 = 6

”I think he's one of those practice illusions again, he looks kind of silly with that outfit.” Picklebrew joins the melee, providing Cade with flanking support.

Intimidate (does it anyways): 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

okie dokie DD: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

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"This is b*!!$#!+", Pickle eyes the trapped bridge, "Maybe there's a locking level there, hmm?". He first looks about for any visible way to disable the trap, failing that he'll running start a long jump to the otherside.

DD: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

”Lemme have a jab at this”, Pickle frowns at the too-obvious trap. First he taps the bridge surface with this spear, then shoots a bolt at the statue.

Find Traps: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
Xbow: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

"I'll take the first watch", Pickle sets up his position with a loaded crossbow, "-then I'm going to pass out for few hours... Go on, get some rest".

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

"Ahhhh...", Pickle sighs a relief, "Blessing back upon you".

Pickle wades over to edge of the pit, clearly bloodied from the skeletons, "Who's got that brandy."

5/11 hp

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"Wha'!!!" splash!

Swim: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

Picklbrew falls back into full defensive, "WATCH OUT FOR THE UNDERWATER PIT!!!!

withdraw

"Damn it...more skeletons", Picklebrew sighs as he puts his crossbow down and tries to run through the bones to the other side.

avoid AoO: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24
avoid AoO: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

”My hide, yes”, Pickle answers Thomas and wipes frog saliva from his lips, ”my pride, no”. He cocks back another heavy bolt and readies to move on.

"Cade!", Pickle calls out in a panic and charges at the one that just had a main course, "Give - him - back!

mw spear chargre: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 1 + 2 = 24 >>1d6 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"mmmph!", Picklebrew struggles to get the gross tongue off his face.

break grapple: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Work demands, will start catching up tonight, thanks guys

swim: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Pickle immediately drops the crossbow and wades through the water, driving his spear forward.
mw spear: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 3 + 1 = 17 >>1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

"Hey, them's good eatin'!", Pickle drops into the water and fires off a bolt at the frog.

heavy crossbow : 1d20 ⇒ 8 >>1d8 ⇒ 7

”Um,...yeah”, Picklebrew shyly walks back, scratching his bald pate, ”-bats”.

"aaaargggghhhhhh!"

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"AAAARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

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"AHRGHHHHHHHH!!!", Pickle suddenly screams and runs out of the room.

Pickle waddles over and jabs his new masterwork spear into the joints and corners of the gate, hoping to trigger its release.

DDevice: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Pickle is uninjured, but failed the Fort save. What is the disease effect?

Fort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

”OH THAT'S DISGUSTING!”

crit?: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11 >>damage: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 3) + 6 = 12

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Picklebrew holds on tight with both hands and drive the spear into the undead.

MW Spear: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 3 + 1 = 24 >>damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

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Which is the one Pickle had hit earlier?

Pickle withdraws to the other side of the room.

Those coffins can be stood upon?

Not cool!

tumble away!: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Picklebrew darts beneath the zombie's legs then slams the spear into it's back.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21 >>1d6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10

Kn Rel: 1d20 ⇒ 4

”More dead things!”, Pickle warns the others and take a defensive stance.

AC 20

Picklebrew take a long greedy draw at fountain, then empties his waterskin and refills it with the fresh water.

”Obviously an invitation for rest, who needs a break?”, Pickle heads south with spear ready, ”Maybe there's some food or brew they left for us.”

"The butt end - right. Here you take it", Pickle hand the old spear to Cade, "Alright, down it is. Let's go.".

ninja'd

”A bunch of crap in here”, Picklebrew waddles over the remains and flicks them around with his spear. ”Hey-.... this ain't crap.” He pulls a masterwork spear from its resting place and tries it, "Not crap at all!

Another horrible stab from Picklebrew...

spear: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Picklebrew lashes out at the undead.

cold iron spear : 1d20 ⇒ 13 >>1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

Pickle slings his crossbow, and arms himself with a spear.

Picklebrew sneers at the advancing dead, This place is just miserable. I could be at home right now with a hot cup of pigeon eggs and sweet cream, a turkey sandwich and a fireplace. No, its a stupid cold dark dungeon with a bunch of stupid traps and a bunch of dead villagers.

Picklebrew picks up his loaded crossbow and follows after Thomas.

Ah, I missed that you got knocked out