Oh well, it'll give me time to flesh Darius out a little more. Just need to know when the next is up.
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Walks over and clasps Tierce on the shoulder, "An extra blade never hurts." As he sits back down, Darius quips, "Unless of course it's an enemies in your gut." Smiles and salutes Talon with his cup, "May the battles be stout and the women a comfort." Downs the entire cup. "Ahhhhh, that's the stuff."
"I could certainly use a sturdier backpack."
Looks into Felisin's eyes and says, "They are no friends of mine, I've never met them prior to now." Looks to Soris, "Unlike my progenitor, I do not need blood to survive. However, I still unfortunately inherited her thirst. And the sight of blood causes her to speak to me in my head. It's rather inconvenient at times." And finally looks to Boomer, "Vampirism may have a cure if one has been bitten, my friend, but in my circumstance there is none."
Catching the silent hint from Soris, Darius sighs deeply and continues, "I was born of a Human father and.......... and a Vampire mother. That is why your blast of energy weakened me. As for 'Nemesis' he is the same as I, half-human and half-vampire." Well the cat is out of the bag now.
"Well that was interesting." Looks at Soris and jokes, "Does this mean we won the contest?" Then sees a look of disgust from Felisin, sighs deeply and says, "I suppose an explanation of what happened in the cave is in an order."
In her dreams? Wish I could be..... Stop thinking like that, she's already taken by the priest, even if he doesn't know it. Besides there are plenty of other women in the world.
Sweet! That is better than what I rolled in Hero Lab (rolled an 8). Chose: +1 skill point, TWF (now I can make 2 attacks at +2 or 1 attack at +4), +1 to Diplomacy, Intimidate, Perception, and Ride. @DM - Which God would best suit me in this setting?
Darius sits back and enjoys the show between Odin and Isaac. Then he asks, "I don't suppose you'd be willing to divulge the location of the 'Mad Priest'."
"Galdor, is it just me or is there something........ off about this legion?"
Feeling the waves of energy from Isaac, Darius thinks, I swear he knows what I am and is trying to kill me.
Terrific, more of them.
The 13th Legion? What were they doing that they were close enough to render assistance? Darius detaches and sheaths in the blink of an eye. Moves to assist the old orc to his feet. While helping, he caught the faint smell of blood. "Go on my child, feast on the old fool. Shakes the voice from his head and continues to support Groden.
While the zombie relentlessly comes at Darius, does a sudden shift left and slashes at the monstrosity.
With a flick his wrist, Darius brings one the blades around to strike.
Darius runs to the nearest zombie and slashes at it.
When he first sees the flames, Darius stops in his tracks, eyes wide with astonishment.
Then he notices the barrels. I should have known better than to trust that vampiric snake. Seeing Isaac rush in, Darius follows him. You may not like me, but someone has to watch out for your naive neck.
I say again, sweeeet.
"What the..........Drop the Statue and make haste." Darius announces while running towards Cross, assembling his weapon in the blink of an eye.
Come to think of it, I don't believe I've ever heard one.
Listens to Isaac questions to Tierce. Given the events of today I'm inclined to say, no.
Well, at least he is serving as a distraction. Darius thought while attempting to remain inconspicuous as possible.
Feeling sickened in his heart at the sound of Felisin's tone, Darius follows reluctantly. Well, at least I made it six years in cross. A weak smirk crosses his face. A new record. Seeing Tierce get upset at the broken crystal, he puts a hand on the man's shoulder and says, "I'm sorry you lost your valuable treasure, but I would advise stepping away from the table." His tone dripping with sincerity.
Making sure to keep himself between Nemesis and Felisin, Darius does not remove his gaze from him. When the cleric smiled at him, Darius shuddered slightly. Once Nemesis is out of sight, Darius detaches and sheaths his weapon, turns to the group and says, "I suppose explanations are an order?"
Moves in front of Felisin and says in a serious tone few have heard, "I think Soris is right, we should just let them pass." Perception check: DC 15:
Darius has a slight glimmer of fear in his eyes. DM: Awwwwwwwwwwwww, too bad. I was hoping we were related. I had a whole dialog planned out. Oh well.
Darius snaps awake, bolts upright and looks around with fervor.
What the....? Then he sees the robed figures face. "YOU!" Quickly, Darius gets to his feet, snaps his weapon together with blinding speed, and takes a defensive posture. "Why are you here................Brother?" DM: Does he have a name or do I make one up? Also a little family history. I killed mother, she was the vampire parent.
My current HP are 4/10 and took 5 non-lethal. That makes me unconscious, but not dying at least.
As the concussive wave washes over him, Darius cannot take it and falls into unconsciousness.
"And you didn't tell us this earlier, because........why?" Leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed.
"Precisely what I want to know." Looking at the strange markings.
What an odd attitude for a Tyrene. "Well, the days not getting any younger, shall we go." Heads down the east tunnel, but not quite with the same stride he had before.
Darius stares at the massive amounts of blood. My child, you know what will sate your thirst. Partake of this glorious scene, and give into the thirst. Shakes his head. No mother, you will not influence me this day. Then he flashes back to the day when he staked and beheaded her while she slept. Well, she deserved it.
I can't really attack right now. Issac is sitting right int the middle of my blast area. I'll just fight the zombies with foul language. This is what popped in my head. Aliens: Lieutenant: We can't have any firing in there. I uh.... I need you to collect magazines from everyone. Hudson: What? Frost: Hey man what the hell we suppose to use, harsh language?
Quietly watches as the exchange between Soris and Isaac. Then Boomer set off his horn. Wow, that thing is loud in here. Then the stranger started to speak.
What is he hiding I wonder? Then watches the exchange between Soris and the stranger. 'More than that?' What does that mean? Shakes his head, detaches his blades and sheaths them. Let us see what we can salvage.
Oh I'm having a blast. I can't wait for when I reveal to Isaac and Felisin what my character is. *Imagines the look on Isaac's face.*
Using the momentum from the first strike, Darius spins, slashing at the next creature.
Hey your character didn't know, she had to find out sometime.
This is going to hurt.
Seeing the waves of energy burst forth from his companions, Darius steels himself.
Feeling the energy flow through him, Darius feels his body weaken. Despite this setback, he rushes up next to Isaac, drawing and connecting his blades, and stabs at the nearest zombie.
Status: HP: 4/10 | AC: 13
You mean like this
"In my experiance, never trust the light." Darius eyes widen as he looks at his companions, "Did I say that out loud?"
Two words: Spanish Inquisition
Neither do I, and I don't trust my dice rolls right now.
Waves his hand at Galdor, "Bah, you're going to need it more than I, take them both."
Rips off a chunk of raw meat and states, "Each to his own boys, there's plenty for all. I like mine raw." Squeezes the bit of meat so that blood starts to ooze out between his fingers, then chomps down. DM:
Can't quite make out what the old dwarf is doing. Darius' dower mood brightens at the sound of free drinks. "You can count on me to collect on that debt, friend."
"Hey there's some gold over here, and what appears to be some bottles of..... I don't know what."
Getting caught in Isaac's blast of holy light, Darius attempts to steel himself.
Breathes a sigh of relief when nothing happens.
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