Male Mwangi Human Brawler 1, Gunslinger (Pistolero/Gun Tank) 1 | HP: 21/21 | AC: 18 (12 Tch, 16 Fl) | CMB: +5, CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +6, W: +2 | Init: +2 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 20ft | Martial Flexibility 4/4, Grit 2/2 | Active conditions: None
Sorry folks, something came up and I'm going to have to drop.
Male Mwangi Human Brawler 1, Gunslinger (Pistolero/Gun Tank) 1 | HP: 21/21 | AC: 18 (12 Tch, 16 Fl) | CMB: +5, CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +6, W: +2 | Init: +2 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 20ft | Martial Flexibility 4/4, Grit 2/2 | Active conditions: None
How dare you take a vacation! Nawww I'm kidding enjoy it. Post only if you want to, but I agree with Effie that if we keep pace things should be finished by then.
Male Mwangi Human Brawler 1, Gunslinger (Pistolero/Gun Tank) 1 | HP: 21/21 | AC: 18 (12 Tch, 16 Fl) | CMB: +5, CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +6, W: +2 | Init: +2 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 20ft | Martial Flexibility 4/4, Grit 2/2 | Active conditions: None
Chronicle #: 4
Male Mwangi Human Brawler 1, Gunslinger (Pistolero/Gun Tank) 1 | HP: 21/21 | AC: 18 (12 Tch, 16 Fl) | CMB: +5, CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +6, W: +2 | Init: +2 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 20ft | Martial Flexibility 4/4, Grit 2/2 | Active conditions: None
Dinomite sharpens his gaze as Cream Corn explains himself, slowly nodding in response. "If it's for Jimmy, you're in." Suddenly, Dinomite is stricken with a flashback. A young version of Dinomite stands over a hospital bed. Laying in the bed is an old woman, clearly about to pass away. In a raspy voice, she rattles "Dinomite, my son, take care of your brother, Jimmy...make sure he doesn't end up on drugs...or dead..." Dinomite nods his head, "Yes, Mama..." She let's out a single tear before her body goes still. The flashback jumps forward, where a slightly older, teenage version of Dinomite and another youngster (presumably his brother). The younger teenager is quite visibly intoxicated, and Dinomite is shaking him in an attempt to rouse him. "Jimmy you are high as a kite! Who gave you the drugs?! Who gave you the drugs!?" Dinomite snaps back to reality, seemingly unaware he was staring off into space for the last minute or so.
Male Mwangi Human Brawler 1, Gunslinger (Pistolero/Gun Tank) 1 | HP: 21/21 | AC: 18 (12 Tch, 16 Fl) | CMB: +5, CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +6, W: +2 | Init: +2 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 20ft | Martial Flexibility 4/4, Grit 2/2 | Active conditions: None
Dinomite cracks his knuckles and points a finger at Cream Corn, "Cream Corn? Why should I trust your ass after you tried to sell me out to Riddleport Rain?"
Male Mwangi Human Brawler 1, Gunslinger (Pistolero/Gun Tank) 1 | HP: 21/21 | AC: 18 (12 Tch, 16 Fl) | CMB: +5, CMD: 17 | F: +6, R: +6, W: +2 | Init: +2 | Perc: +6, SM: +2 | Speed 20ft | Martial Flexibility 4/4, Grit 2/2 | Active conditions: None
Dinomite enters the room. His signature afro styled to perfection, he looks the very image of funk. "What it is, Bullhorn. I heard you had some leads about what happened to my brother, Jimmy. It's about time we found out who, so that we can ensure justice for Jimmy's murder!" |
