Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
My new character number will be 18858-4, also named Davith Lor. Turns out I had somehow skipped over -3 and gave out the wrong character number, so... the dead Davith will go in that slot, as I had earlier explained, and a rebuilt more frontliney Davith will go in the -4 spot. ETA: Rebuild complete. Feel free to look the sheet over and let me know if there's anything amiss.
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
Actually, what do you guys think the party needs for the next three parts? I've got a bard with one adventure under her belt, I could rebuild a Davith clone, or I could make something new... I keep toying with a dwarf Empyreal sorcerer.
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
Davith carefully examines her intent. Sense Motive: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8 "The lazy half-orc who's taking you to your slaves," Davith grumbles in reply. "They're in the hold. You want them?" (If she lets on that she doesn't trust me, I activate my judgment for Justice and attack to grapple.)
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
"I might be able to pose as one of these jailers," Davith muses. "We are all half-orcs, yes, but I suspect these two... are not followers of Irori." He examines the unconscious pair for clues regarding their faith.
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
Davith descends into the hold with the slaves. "A source of healing? I do not. But I can keep their souls in their bodies." He says something, clenching his fist as he does so. The fallen's wounds cease their flow. Casting stabilize as needed.
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
Davith shrugs. "Didn't even have to draw my weapon," he muses, as he approaches Kafar. Take 10 on Heal, get 12. "Here, Nefti, take a look. They did a number to your master. It'll take quite a bit to get him back up and healthy. But see? We've gotten him out of harm's way. Now he has a chance to recover. Thank you for your help. It's paying off."
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
Davith steps forward, lackadaisically pulling splinters from his shoulder and face. He hears Hakon's music and welcomes the surge of adrenaline, making his milky eyes nearly glow with contempt. "It's a good thing I'm not exactly... human, then." Accept rage song, move forward and demoralize the man. Intimidate: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (12) + 12 = 24 DC is 10+level+Wis. DC up to 14: shaken for 3 rounds. DC 15-19: shaken for 2 rounds. DC 19-24: shaken for 1 round.
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
Davith groans. "Twisted men from the Darklands? Never a good sign. Never a good sign at all." He walks up to the front door and tries the handle. He mutters something to himself, and pulls/pushes the door. Cast guidance. Strength: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
Tusks protrude as Davith smiles. "I don't expect them to lift a finger to get Cestis back. But still, dozens disappearing in a single town? It reflects rather poorly on Cassomir as a whole. Aren't you afraid you or someone you love will be next? The threat of loss is so very..." he turns his cool gaze to Nefti, "...feral." Catching wind of the child's nervousness, he adds, "We will release you into Kafar's care, once he is safe. I'm sure that would be the best for you?"
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
"Do you like your men with scars, Sheela? You seem much more the Shelynite to me," Davith responds. His eyes are a piercing steely blue, nearly silver. He keeps to himself during the boat trip, but listens intently to the briefing. "Rather brazen to kidnap so many people, all at once, at a public event. At the Imperial Naval Shipyards, even. One might be led to question why Taldor would allow such a crime against so many on Imperial land to occur." Davith muses. "I know I would not pride myself on seeing those under my protective roof have their bodies stolen away." He lets out a slow, muted sigh.
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
A tall, well-built half-orc enters the lodge. Clad in deep-grained wood and dark leather, he strides quietly across the room. Something about the gathered people causes him to take notice, and he approaches the group gently, like a cat. As he approaches, a pattern of scars, surgically placed, can be seen on his face, circling around and coming precariously close to his eyes. "Hello," he greets, in an uncharacteristically soft and smooth voice. "My name is Davith Lor, and I do believe I am supposed to meet with a group here."
Male Half-Orc Heretic Inquisitor 1 | HP 10/10 | Init +2 | F+5 R+4 W+6 | AC 17 ff 15 t 12 | Per +6 | CMB +4 | CMD 16
The door is opened surprisingly gently by a tall, muscular half-orc. A series of carefully cut scars seem to get perilously close to his eyes. Regardless, his vision still appears to be good. With a quiet, sonorous voice, he inquires, "What do people drink around here?" |
