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Cor is the perfect man for the job! An Ifrit rogue Sniper with a bad temper and the social skills of a sword. He is a Hit man from afar gaining him his nickname "Twang". He was going to be in a game of similar sorts but it never happened, I hope he isn't too weird for your taste. I'm able to post at least once a day or more depending on work.
Rapid Shot:
Damage:
And FYI I rolled sneak attack before, it should be 2d6 not just one so that attack would have consisted of 4d6.
That's the spirit!
1d6 for base another for fire damage and the third for sneak attack.
So what's going down? :/
I know I'm not ;)
Cor flings an arrow into one of the dogs to make sure it is dead.
Edit:
But are they "dead" dead... Cor thinks to himself and continues forward until his path is the same as Pan's.
"You don't know how right you are." Ignis goes the left most hidden approach to the mansion and waits for Panzah's signal.
Bow readied. Ignis gets into position in the shadows ready to shoot hostile targets and/or move in.
"Mother knows best!..." Ignis bows and gestures toward the gate.
Well no traps, is it locked?
Activating flame on my bow also.
Ignis exits the room and scans the area bow at the ready.
Ignis Checks all the the exits and makes sure there is no one about.
Muwahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!..... *cough*
Ignis scoffs, "Even teams utilize their best players." As he glides into the portal with grace.
Ignis bows gracefully as if he just meant to land opposite the party, his eyes burning a little brighter due to slight aggravation.
That has nothing to do with my out of character personality, I respect women lol.
"I'll have you know I am second rate to no one, Woman." Ignis hooks his bow around his chest and back flips into the portal trying to show off some of his acrobatic maneuvers.
I definitely made my Ignis as a pew pew kind of guy so i went straight damage when I was picking his stuff. Although Zachman...: Could we also chose some non combat gear? {for me it would be something like thieves tools} that would be helpful, but it's totally up to you.
Form:
Cor Ignis Magic Item: Flaming Burst Short Bow. Two Weapons: See Above, Rapier. Armor: Medium Leather Armor. Potions: Two Potions of Cure Light Wounds.
"This is all I need to do my job. He says this with a wicked smile staring intently at the guard as he hands the papers to him.
"Both of you are talking nonsense. Now get on with it Warden."
Ignis stands, not amused at the attempt to threaten him.
I liked it, well done.
"Hmph, typical that you would need us to do your dirty work... It'll be the same as any other assignment I've done."
Ignis ignores the people addressing him and turns to the guards. "Guards, why are we here? What is the meaning of this?" He looks a little worried being in such close vicinity to the new prisoner, like something bad could happen any moment.
"Not you, you buffoon, him..."
"Hmmm... You look familiar... Have I worked for you before?
Ignis folds his arms and surveys the area.
"This was a little unnecessary don't you think?"
"Death." You hear from the back of one of the cells. "So good luck with that." |
