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"Wow... what would someone want with Easy Toe-man's bones?" He picks up one of the skulls lying near the entrance. "Did you see anything, bub?"

"me? nope. I'm dead." came the skull's reply, Cap providing its voice. The skull, however, had a slight sassy Chel accent (read British).

"You were alive enough to poke my buddy"

"Good call. Thanks, bub!"

Cap tosses the skull and walks out of the tomb. "Maybe we should discreetly ask around to see if he was a secret sorcerer or cultist or owed somebody money that he hid in his femur."

I've decided, my next recruitment will be "Clutter of Murder Hobos Charge through Everything in a Conga Line of Death!"

Survival: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (18) - 2 = 16

"You're welcome, also you're welcome, don't remember, don't care, and free booze." Cap answers the Sheriffs statements and questions respectively and in his usual cheerful, matter-of-fact tone.

"I'm not a great tracker, but, is that a bigass bootprint on the wall? Look, the heaviest prints are where they landed, One pair of boots and one, two... ... Five, no wait, six gobbos, one landed on its face."

"I'm in!" Cap supplies enthusiastically to the speech. "Sinister gobbo army sounds too hilarious to miss!"

At the entrance of the cleric, Cap tosses on his jacket. "Graverobbing Gobbos sounds less cool, but at least it's alliterative. Who's up for a visit to Ezakkaboo's vault?" Names were never Cap's strong suit.

Earlier to Gary:
"Just short for Captain I think. I don't really recall achieving that rank or being in charge of a ship, but I get called that as much as anything else it seems, and I like it."

To the present:
"Ooh fancy summons. best not disappoint the man I suppose. Oh hey Ga- ha large bat." Cap stutters at the sharp look from Gary over BAB's shoulder.

"I am one hell of a guy, if I do say so myself. Drunk as hell, silly as hell, loud as hell, stupid as hell... Take your pick!" Cap drains his flagon with dopey grin and motions for another round.

"Pleased to meet you Xullra, quite the lovely name for a lovely lass." He winks at her. "If I'm not being too brash, and now that I have my wits a bit more about me, I'd guess you're a Fetchling? Fought alongside a fetchling man once, He was one of the first to ever call me Cap." His voice trails off in a nostalgic moment. He snaps out of it pretty quick when the new drinks arrive though.

I've been rather caught up myself. I'm down to get back into it again.

Cap joins the group at the table, carrying a fresh armload of flagons. "Hmm. I've heard about kineticists that have power over the elements, but never one that controlled gravity. Pretty awesome! They call me Cap. What about you, a beautiful lady, a well spoken Barbarian, and ... who are you? Wasn't there a bigass dragon bat thing here a minute ago?"

Maybe like Xenophobic but New people instead of different people?

It's a good thing your Wis mod is so high. After the adjustments from spending my gold I could potentially have made you panicked xD

The paladin is the other guy. I'm a Swashbuckler. Is my favorite class and I wanna play the character really fun. He is unbelievably intimidating when he wants to be (Signature skill, dazzling display, and some more.) but he's really one of the most chill dudes ever. He is designed to make enemies look stupid in battle. They can't touch him and they spend half the time panicked or frightened.

<---Swashbuckler.
Sorry my fault for not having it up lol. Also, my sense motive is a whopping +2. Cap has no idea what's going on xD

Cap puts his sword back in his pocket. "Hey I'm sorry. Never met a friendly bat-dragon-something before. What say I buy the drinks and we start over?" Cap seems legitimately upset that he may have hurt someone's feelings.

Intimidate (Dazzling Display): 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (10) + 20 = 30

Cap slices through a wooden beam with wicked fast spins of his Falcata, making sure no goblins thought it wise to stick around, then he turns to face the newcomer.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 Guess I don't realize that you're friendly... Hmmm... Technically that means you're demoralized, as Cap thinks you're an enemy xD

Character roll - Hot or not?: 1d2 ⇒ 1 Huehuehue

"Listen Mr. Dragon, bat, thing... I don't wanna make a mess here in the middle of town, So maybe we can chill? Talk it out? Me, you, and th- he-.... ... .. beautiful... wha??? Erm... Hi. I didn't know there was hot- I mean someone riding the dragon...."

"Hmm? nope. That's a goblin. Might as well squish it." Cap draws a dagger and walks towards a few other gobbies.

I'm almost done spending my gold but I know that they literally can't hit me or be missed by me except on a nat 1.

20d20 ⇒ (9, 13, 12, 1, 14, 12, 7, 13, 4, 16, 6, 20, 16, 10, 16, 7, 19, 14, 15, 9) = 233

One miss and two crit. K. Here we go.

Cap skips about as if he were still playing the game with the kids. He feigns fear at the first, and promptly sticks it with it's own dogslicer. (Parry and riposte flavor) The next couple he squares up as if facing real opponents, then makes fun of them as they repeatedly miss him. Once they were both laying impaled, Cap got a bit flustered in the running crowd and ended up skewering an ugly doll instead of a goblin. free shot: 1d20 ⇒ 10 Didn't think so... He stabbed the Goblin on his dagger and made a vicious twist, spraying blood everywhere. After a few more kills, one particularly gruesome, he looks up and sees Gary. "A dragon! Help! Run!... Oh wait maybe I should be the help..." He steps up onto a cart in the middle of the square, pulling a sword seemingly out of a pocket of his coat. He leaps high and cleaves the goblin that was up there in two from head to between the legs. That's the last crit. With a Flourish, he stands to address the crowd.

"Everyone listen up! Get inside the nearest building NOW! Everyone open your doors for the others. Goblins, LEAVE NOW OR THIS WILL BE YOU!!! I WILL FEED YOU TO THE BLOODY DRAGON I SWEAR." Dazzling Display. Easy 30+ on the intimidate with one of those rolls remaining.

sorry busy couple of days, accidentally allowed two campaigns to begin simultaneously on top of it all. I should have a post up by morning once I grab the last of my build

Cap is happy wandering about the festivities. He runs a hand through his Shaggy hair and proceeds to hook a turkey leg from a vendor stand. He looks about for something to do, and passes over several goofy contests to find a group of kids making their own fun. He picks up a gnarled stick and jumps in the midst of their game of guards versus goblins. "Arr! I'm the troll that protects these gobbies! I'm gonna eat you all for lunch!" The kids were surprised for a moment, but fell right into their roles against the new challenger and began chasing him about with his antics and swordplay.

After a few minutes, Cap wasn't watching where he was going and his forehead met roughly with the elbow of a very large barbarian.
Hint hint pleaseplayalongpleaseplayalong xD

yeesh what a weekend... Well I'm here and I'm still utterly confused about what I'm trying to do with my build, but I know what I want him to act like. So I'll try to finish my intro post amidst GMing my live campaign tonight.

I'm working on it. I'll be ready soon. Super happy to be playing this!