Eh...I'm usually busy by default these days. I do have to agree with Aisha, most updates these days are hide, shoot, hide, shoot. Perhaps it gets more interesting later, but for now, I'm not as invested I would like.
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Corric springs from the shadows again with a well aimed crossbow bolt.
Corric ducks back into hiding and reloads.
Corric, still hidden in the shadows, looses another bolt.
Corric will blend into the shadows once more.
"Guys we have to move! This isn't a game we can stall out with." Corric hurridly reloads and tries to blend in the shadows.
Corric only hesitates for moment, before letting his bolt loose.
Corric lines up a shot the best he can, his breathe light, and his hand steady. One finger gently strokes the trigger as he waits for a signal.
Corric gives Rokar a quick nod, realizes he's already stealthed, so just tosses a small pebble at his back and quietly makes his way over to the other side. He readies an attack action should an enemy approach him.
"This is not the time for words Rokar!" Corric hisses as he quietly slips away to set up for a sneak attack shot.
We took care of the hoard breaking through the gates, took a quick break with some health potions, then sprinted towards the next thing we need to light. FOund it was rigged to blow, so I'm trying to disable it, but might need an "aid" from "another" to do it successfully.
Corric stops his labors for a moment, and looks at the pile, tilting his head sideways. Perhaps... he thinks right before he tries something.
"So we can't set the wood pile alight or the beacon will blow up?" Corric immediately moves to start removing the 'tainted' fuel source by hand. "I'll toss in my pack for a fuel source if we have to, but we gotta get this stuff out first!"
"Onward! May we pound a few more skullcaps on the way," Corric says cheerfully, running along with the others.
"Bottle Corric half begs as he lies on the ground. Dumping the contents in his mouth, he starts to feel a bit or warmth in his muscles and tingling over his open wounds, most likely them closing but he doesn't bother to check.
"Okay, we got another beacon, or...god, I think I got smacked in the noggin one two many times. What are we doing other than killing orcs..?"
Corric smiles, his hands gripping his saps as he puffs out his chest and looks over the fallen bodies. Then he falls over. "Just give me a second..." Corric manages between heavy breathes, "Need to catch my breath is all."]
HP: 6/15
Just a big, ugly tree. Corric scrambles up as best he can, hate in his heart and rage seething from his stinging wounds.
Just a heads up, will be on a short family get-away. Should be back Monday to reliably post.
HP: 6/15 Corric continues to beat the orc's head as hard as he can, not giving any notice to the oncoming horde.
HP: 6/15 "Grghhh!" Corric, filled with love for his home and still a bit of suicidal abandon, flings himself at the enemy.
Corric will then start bashing the orc on the top of the head.
Corric pulls himself out of hiding, and lets loose another bolt, hoping it will do enough to prolong his comrades lives.
His attack seemingly glancing, Corric yells in frustration, throws his crossbow to the ground and pulls out his two saps. He was taking the fight to them!
Finals are over and I'm currently competing at a national leadership conference. Should be back by Monday and resume a better frequency of posting now that schools out. Apologies for the lack of keeping you all informed. Up until now most free time was trying to fix metaphorically shooting myself in the foot on one final.
Confident that he's hidden well enough, Corric works on setting in another bolt into his crossbow. Hopefully, he'll drop another mook with his next attack.
Corric will lean into a firing angle, and launch another attack at the orc between Frum and Norasha.
And will once again pop back into hiding after shouting. "Everyone all right!?"
Corric, fighting to yell out as well, focuses on reloading his crossbow.
Corric sticks a head, arm, and crossbow out and launches a sneak attack bolt at an orc [12].
Corric then resumes his hidden status as best he can.
Corric grits his teeth as he quickly works to reload his crossbow for the next round's surprise attack.
Relatives are almost all gone and I think I've recovered emotionally. Expect me back in posting form by the end of the week at latest.
Corric fires another bolt at the nearest orc,
Corric then uses the cover of the log pile and height advantage, to try and duck out of sight.
Just to keep you all in the loop, during the no-new-notification incident (where forum games weren't alerting folks to updates), I had a member of my family pass on. As such, I feel it fair to inform you that I updates might take longer than usual (which I know, is plenty long of a wait already) and if you feel the need to drop out of a game I'm DMing or drop me from a game I'm participating in, I understand. That said, I do hope to update within a couple days as I could use the distraction as the usual business of these events tend to warrant. Thank you for your understanding. Life moves on eventually. I just need some time.
"Anymore ideas!?" Corric yells as he darts away from the danger and reloads his crossbow.
Corric spends his entire action undoing the rope and trying to set the logs loose.
Corric shoots his crossbow from his vantage point, and then ducks down to hide and reload.
"I'm going to try and catch em unawares" Corric annouces, still trying to heft himself up.
Corric will climb up as fast as he can scramble, onto a barricade, trying to get a better line of sight, and also stay clear of any angry enemy's melee attack. He does this stealthily, hoping to get a sneak attack off later.
Sorry for the lack of updates, my schedule has me out of the house (and away from my source books) largely from 8:30am - 11:30pm. Goes on for another couple weeks, but should be able to sneak in an update here or there in the meantime.
"YES!" Corric shouts as he moves to shoot the first orc to pop his head out of the crevice. "You all need to tell everyone how awesome I am!" AoO sneak attack:
"Guys! We're gonna die!" Corric screams, in fear and excitement. His mind races, wondering if there's anything he can do to turn the battle. Then he spots the boulder. "Rokar! Norasha!" he screams and points to the boulder. Then he bounds up to it and shoves his weight aginst it with all his might.
Level Up! Rankd up skills and got a feature to help me climb larger people more easily. Sneak attack damage went up as well.
Corric's small form start to shake as he begins to retch and retch.
Corric follows Rokar, trying to sneak and stick to shadows so he remains unnoticed when approaching enemies.
Posting to all my games Just wanted to inform you all that I am currently wading through a veritable swamp of work, obligations, and schooling. As such, for the next two weeks of I do not guarantee my usual posting rate but will attempt to update games when I am able. Happy Holidays.
Corric was pulling out his waterskin, his quasi paranoia having left it full when he hears Rokar's suggestion. He nonchalantly, but in clear view of the others, slides it back in his bag and whistles as he approaches the two cats. He's smiling broadly and points to Milani, then to him, and nods.
Corric nods, and makes sure he has a bolt ready to go. He also steps off a bit, to become hidden.
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