Male Pitborn Tiefling Paladin/7
Damian staggers beneath the giant's club, but he grunts the pain away and silently summons the golden light of divine wrath into his blade, further imbuing it with all his thirst for vengeance against the evil of the world. With a unhurried step, he moves next to the beast and strikes with all his might. Move to J-26 Power Attack Smite Evil First Attack: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (15) + 16 = 311d10 + 19 ⇒ (1) + 19 = 20 Second Attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 151d10 + 19 ⇒ (4) + 19 = 23
Male Pitborn Tiefling Paladin/7
Suddenly, a voice soft as velvet speaks from the shadows beyond the reach of the fire. "Five. There are five of us, not four." A tall man steps into the light. He wears articulated full plate armor, and large sword is strapped to his back. His hair is long, dark and soft and his face is almost woman-like in its beauty. He approaches the fire and gracefully sits. "My name is Damian, viscount Morav. I have been guided here by the grace of Muir and by the dreams I had. May I have the honor of your names?" |