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Dok waits and watches, bow in hand.
Dok and Colu retreat to the base of the ship, letting the chit chat occur.
Dok scans the trees, looking for trails, the aforementioned denizens, anything out of place, really. As soon as the opportunity presents itself, Dok and Colu will disembark, hit the tree line, and make themselves at home. Perception:
Dok watches the parley in silence, his eyes locked onto the interloper, studying her movements, her facial expressions, the malice and secrecy in her visage. Slowly, he crouches down to rest a settling hand upon Colu's back, gently smoothing the raised fur on the cat's back.
"Aye." Dok joins the conversation without taking his eyes off the building storm, which he's been watching intently since the first signs appeared. "Hunker down."
Dok takes a more relaxed gait once they're underway.
"Call it Serenity"...
Dok hangs out outside mostly, watching Emrael and her various sparring partners with mild interest.
Dok puts away his bow and stows the arrow he had knocked...
"Then what are you about, cowardly little stinkers who hide and quiver amongst books?"
"Come out now, and we will not attack you." Dok says to the bookshelf.
DM: To Colu... "Think you can catch it?"
DM: Dok quietly draws his bow, and knocks an arrow while keeping an eye on the part of the bookshelf where the little grubby lurks...
Dok crouches down on his haunches next to Colu. DM: Perception:
"Also, we need a fair amount of blood to fuel the ship. Some cows would be one alternative, another would be getting offal from the butchers and add anticoagulants. I`m not feeding it humans, no matter how great fuel they make. Maybe moonbeasts, though..." "You'll get the blood from me." Dok says with finality. Probably the first thing he's said in hours.
Dok is present, but aloof during these interactions.
During the trip, Dok keeps mostly to himself, often looking over the side of the ship, studying the landscape. He tenses not at all when the group arrives at the city, and walks quite comfortably through the streets, Colu at his side. While in the city, he speaks very little, answering questions (if asked) with only one or two words, or perhaps just a grunt and a nod.
Dok nods matter of factly at Bob's greeting, then says loud enough for everyone to hear "Colu and my bow are on the ground." Turning his attention back to Bob, he asks "What's a Rajput?"
Dok stands by, watching impassively at the goings on (and the discussion) around the fallen elf. He has yet to sheathe his blade, but is not holding it at the ready.
Dok slashed into the moonbeast once again... Tengu Falchion attack 1:
Tengu Falchion attack 2:
Tengu Falchion attack 3:
Dok will move around the mast to engage the moonbeast. Tengu Falchion attack 1:
Tengu Falchion attack 1 Crit confirm:
Dok moves across the deck, maneuvering to be able to engage the next moonbeast in a few seconds.
Dok maneuvers to flank , and lays back into the damnable moonbeast... Tengu Falchion attack 1:
Tengu Falchion attack 2:
Tengu Falchion attack 3:
Tengu Falchion attack 3 Crit Confirm:
Dok 5' steps and tries to slice and dice ye ole Moonbeast 6... Tengu Falchion attack 1:
Tengu Falchion attack 2:
Tengu Falchion attack 3:
Crit Confirm Falchion attack 2:
Dok bolts across deck to one of the engaged Moonbeasts Slashing wildly at the thing. Tengu Falchion attack 1:
DM: Mr. DM, Would these here Moonbeast things been "Giants", or "Evil Outsiders"? I can see a case for both, but a stronger case for them being evil outsiders. This would be for the purposes of favored enemy, of course.
Dok sprints toward Elgantree... "You want the ship? Throw me."
Tengu Falchion attack 1:
Tengu Falchion attack 2:
Tengu Falchion attack 3:
Tengu Falchion attack 3 Crit confirm:
Colu bite:
Dok tosses his bow behind him as he swiftly draws the tengu blade. He gives Colu the command to attack (Colu will circle around to flank), as he steps up the short distance separating him from the abomination, and attacks. Tengu Falchion attack 1:
Tengu Falchion attack 2:
Tengu Falchion attack 3:
Tengu Falchion crit 1:
Tengu Falchion crit 2:
Tengu Falchion crit 3:
Dok continues to send arrows toward d4. If it falls before he's done, he switches targets to the big lug on the gang plank. First arrow:
Second arrow:
Third arrow:
Fourth arrow:
Dok thwips some arrows at D4, in the hopes of pin-cushioning him/it into the grave... First attack:
Second arrow:
Third arrow:
Fourth arrow:
Dok and Colu book it around the back of the tents, drawing his bow on the way.
Initiative:
Sense Motive: As the ship becomes discernable, Dok and Colu slink back from the fire amongst the shadows of the tents, and watches the goings on warily... Stealth:
DM: Fire, terrible pain, suffocating pressure, despair...
"Drow..." Dok finally breaks his silence from about 10 feet away from the fire. "Cruel, pitiless, evil they are. How many?"
Dok follows more slowly and very warily...
Dok stands, stark and impassive as the parley continues... He silently watches the outsider, as well as Colu's behavior. Perception: Sense Motive:
Perception: Sense Motive: "You... Buy people?" Dok asks, trying to keep any malice from his voice.
Perception: Eyeing the creeper, Dok says "Be ready. Got a prowler."
"Think I been here a'fore..." Dok is checking out the scenery, looking for anything sights, sounds, or smells that might jar his memory further.
"It's fuzzy... But it sounds familiar."
Dok can be heard mumbling the word "Leng" now and again...
Hearing that the group is calling it a day, as traveling goes at least, Dok and Colu will explore about 100 yards farther up the tunnel, so as to get the lay of the land, identify potential problems (spots or creatures), and be better prepared for whatever time is spent here. After that, Dok plays a game of "Chase and flee" with Colu where they stalk one another, then take turns chasing while the other tries to evade and escape.
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