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Im sorry guys Im having a hard time keeping up so Im going to bow out. sorry again.

Thanks, I'm alive but this damned thing hurts like hell. Nice shot by the way. he says this with a smirk but their is definatly pain behind it.

Ouch that hurt. Devlin is able to say before falling to his knees, hands reaching for the wound

Oh bloody hell, where has thy enemy fallen? Not sure whats left as their already dead, Devlin takes a swing at what he thinks is the most animate and still standing one.

Atk:: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Dmg:: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

totally lost track of the battlefield otherwise I'm shadow boxing, plus did anyone get hit this round?

Oh trying to move past me, well this ancient blade will not let it be so! Devlin boldly thrusts into the creature.

Ah HA! He shouts as his blade seems to do some damage.

Atk:: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 + 1 = 21
Dmg:: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

oh well, undead. well i hate to be useless with the undead but i'm afraid i will be lacking in my usual skill if i have to use a club

Devlin says before entering with the rest. Upon seeing the reaniated corpses, he draws his blade. It may not be as good but i will try my luck with the blade.

Charging forward he joins Corvid in attacking the closest one.

Charge:: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 4 + 2 = 18 dmg:: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

I'm coming next an by jove I'll make this look good With a flare that few could maintain, he grabs the rope and with a flourish starts garishly shimmying the rope, coming close to losing his grip halfway, Devlin decides to go all out in the end, at the bottom he lets go of the rope allowing him to end the climb with nice little flip.

Too much? he says with a grin

1:: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
2:: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
3:: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Kinda like the par-kor flare, might have to use it more often as I'm making acrobatics a primary skill

Who turn is it?

Thanks for the simple reminder of Flank, really need to pay attention to the map better

I did, I think you nail me perfectly. Btw are you going to do a rend of your enlarged self?

By the Gods, have your bigger, Looking around a bit confused. How did that happen? Did I miss something. Oh lord the wolves are still standing, we must rectify the situation. With a thrust he aims for the creatures heart, with a natural grace it dodges the blow, making Devlin grunt with disappointment.

atk:: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
dmg:: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

my don't we make a good looking group

Seriously fool, Pew, Pew, Pew huh, ill never make the check to notice but I had to comment on it anyways.

Seriously I almost got kicked out of class cause I was laughing too hard.

Well now, what to do? He looks thoughtful at all the creatures and his allies. Bold by thy name, so I say CHARGE! With a flurry he charges the nearest creature.

Attack:: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 2 = 21
dmg:: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

will use Opportune Parry and Riposte on first creature to attack me

Maybe...

Oh I know, I've read most of the original tales

So wolves in a dark forest, does this remind anyone of a fairy tale too? With a determined look, Devlin draws his rapier and places himself in front of the fire.

I do believe he did say orc, he looks over at Emil. Have you gone feral there man? I think I'm a little worried about my own flanks now . A smile appears on Devlins face, but it not hard to see the worry behind it.

sorry i missed a good chance for banter but i was in a test, then my phone died.... bad day all around

You can't be serious, your thoughts turn to a squirrelly meal, for shame, for shame... Its not moments later that Devlin breaks out in laughter.

Now rabbit, there's a meal for the road.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

I was more curious then anything. Once I get combat reflexes, me being the tank isn't so much a problem at least at the low levels when one or two hits can kill a goon

Any mages in the area with a grudge?

Hey guys, it looks like I'm alright. Reaching down he pats at his body, I sear there's no pain at all. I think these guys are illusions, I suggest we fan out and find the sneaky mage behind them. He starts to scan the area keeping his blade out just in case.

2 questions:

1. Are we respecing for a 150g buy?

2. And this one is important, Am I the only front liner we have?

With an Ah ha! Dev draws his sword and then charges the one on the left.
As the thrust goes wide, Master would not approve.

Attack:: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 4 + 2 = 11
Dmg:: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Will Save: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (15) + 0 = 15

AC 16 until my next turn, I'll also use Deed: Opportune Parry and Riposte (Ex) on the first one to attack me

Is there a map or are we winging it?

That's the last time I try posting from my phone. You pick the right alias and end up posting with the wrong one sometimes.

Sorry my bad.

Made a render of Devlin based on what I though would fit him.

Devlin_Sorrow_Rough

I'll likely need to update the materials to a darker skin tone.

I like it. Will update asap

Yeah I'm working off a cell at school, so if i get the chance I'll do some fleshing out.

With a smirk, Devlin seems to whisper part of a song or rhyme. Over the hill and through the woods, to grandmothers house we go

So Jormel, which way are we headed? Devlin asks as their best tracker and survivalist heads towards the stockade.

Well as ive never played in a PfS game so I'm good to follow the opinion of what ever comes across to make the best story

Devlin was at first curious about this trip, but as the day drew close Devlin found he was truly excited.

With everyone stepping forward while he was distracted, Devlin was surprised to find that he was the last to commit to this journey. With an embarrassed smile,

It will be my honor to accept this journey in the name of my new home. with a slight bow of his head to the mayor. He joins his companions picking up the remaining pack and strapping the torches for easy access to the outside of it.