Drack Vakarin's page

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I guess I could take kicking me from this to mean no....
Oh well.

I will miss some of the best RP I’ve been able to have in years.

Thanks for letting me play for at least this long

May I please be allowed back in to be able to watch?

Drack unconsciously barrs his sharp teeth at Ella’s movement briefly before giving Serena a nod and turning back to Ileosa ”not to mention how suspicious would it be for you to be running full sprint before the alarm is even sounded. You’d be stopped
Intimidate: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

“It won’t buy you enough time to reach the gates. You’d have to fight your way out..... alone” he smirks at her

nature: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
”lets put it this way then. We are going to kill the warden with or without you. The odds are better that we can kill him before the alarm is triggered if you can help.

Drack puts one hand on her shoulder and nods, silently showing support.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

I really should have put ranks in stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Drack grins as he spots the nightshade and decides to risk it, going over there to quickly grab the plant

survival or know nature as requested: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Drack nods at Ellen, briefly looking up at the sky ”we’re not out of the woods yet. We still need to take out the warden and escape off the walls.

”does this place have an armory? he asks, nodding at her mention of the kitchen ”I’d leave the warden for after we’re ready to book it. If we’re going to hit the kitchens we should hit that first”

Drack lightly kicks one of the corpses of the guard disdainfully ”it’s a wonder no one has broken out before now. before going through the guard’s possessions

1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Drack immiedietly charges the first one to notice the blood with his sword "it's nothing you'll have to worry about any more He quips before pulling the sword out of his stomach

Drack will begin to inspect the rest of the floor. checking where all the possible exits were, and if there is a window, how high up they were.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13
Drack also looks at the giant’s wounds, seeing how extensive they are and whether a potion of cure light would really help

Drack tuts at the changing’s words and chuckles at the scorpion, tossing it a bit of stomach that he had removed to get at the liver ”is that all you are? Defining yourself solely by an accident of your birth. Tsk tsk” he then turns to Serena and nods, picking the dead or dying (he didn’t bother to check) guard and carries him over his shoulder for the woman.
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Drack starts to unlock the door, dropping a guard at his feet ”perhaps a bit of something to eat might help?

Drack by this point had the armor on, armor which was probably even less suited for his height than her femininity, wincing at the still tender scales where he was slashed, and was taking the heart and lived out of the deceased ”eh? What kind of question is that? I am a soldier, a prisoner, a Nagaji, a cook. I am Drack of house Vakarin, what are you? he raises an eyebrow at her before trying to fashion a makeshift bag out of the guard’s clothes for the heart and liver.

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
1d4 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Drack grabs the thrown knife out of the downed guard and uses it to impale the other one in a fit of rage at how close he had come to being downed by such an insignificant cur "maybe if you hadn’t done that I might have made your death quick, mongral, but now I’m going to enjoy carving you up and making you into soup"

to hit, assuming flanking: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
1d4 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Drack steps out to strike out with the dagger, aiming for the neck of the first one to come in the door in a viscous strike

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
As though to demonstrate, Drack goes to the lock on the door and quickly picks it too without a sound.

”I don’t exactly know any magic myself, but as you can see, He says, holding up the lockpicks ”I have talents of my own

Drack shrugs and grabs a dagger as he examines the lock on the door ”seems agreeable enough to me
perception : 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
I’m not sure what the DC is to gague how good a lock it is

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27
Too tired to write an entire new post with more stuff
Just putting roll here because f!@+ it

With his newfound familiarity with the locks Drack moves to unlock the last two of them 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22
Getting one free after about 20 seconds of jimmying it
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23 and the other almost immiedietly

”ok if I’m going to be able to get us out of here, I’m going to need one of you girls to act as lookout, if I have a few seconds of warning I can hide something as small as the lockpicks....
As soon as someone agrees he gets to work on his own manicles
1d20 + 6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 2 - 2 = 9 but the constraints on his movement hinders him at first. He tries again 1d20 + 6 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (17) + 6 + 2 - 2 = 23 and pop off the manicles, moving on to the next person
1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 6 + 2 = 21 and removing the bindings of the changeling bloodrager first.

When the guards leave and the hall is quiet he looks back at her ”now that that’s over with for now, you can make yourself useful and give us the items in the veil, "

Drack would mostly just reach his hand out for them if it has been put back away for some reason "relax b+!!$, unless you want to wake up every guard in the building. And I will be needing those picks unless someone else knows how to pick a lock worth a damn

”maybe we could convince him I was some kind of giantkin like him... you guys think I’m tall enough? he reaches for the lockpicks, trying to tell how good the lock is

”I’m hardly going to say no to any tool we can get at our disposal Drack responds, a grin on his face

”I know how to pick a lock, and I’m pretty good with weapons, but I think we should pick the locks when the guards are away, if they are here responding to his complaints they might hear us

Drack looks at Carys like she’s crazy when she talks about “the ceaseless claims” but doesn’t comment, simply saying ”since we’re talking introductions and shit, the name is Drack Vakarin. Formerly Sergeant Drack Vakarin. I’m not part of some grand scheme to corrupt the holy bastards like a few of you apparently are, I just looked out for number one, but apparently sleeping at your post is a crime they punish just as severe as Devil worship....

Drack chuckles at the woman who responded to his muttered curse “Suit yourself,” when the other woman awakes he chuckles again at her display of bravado “I imagine they doubt we’d be using it for very long, not worth the bother, but I would object to your claim that I’m unseemly,”. 16 charisma, 19 str is nothing to sneer at, lol

Drack groans as he gradually wakes up, his frame large and lightly discolored from the bearings, though with his reptilian Hide it it difficult to tell how much of that is just his natural coloration. Most notable to him when he first wakes up is his head, aching from the rough treatment of the soldiers who apprehended him. Drack goes to clutch at his head in an attempt to alleviate his headache when the chains rattle and grow taught, the sound and sensation of the chains snapping him the rest of the way up in an instant ”f+!+ me then...” he mutters, looking around at the gathered criminals and the surroundings

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Hot dog! Thank you for selecting me! And as a bonus you got a few of my favorites too!

And now we wait

I am so very excited
Crunch and fluff is in this alias

Good luck in your other indeavers!

I decided to make an Alias because I am very excited
Just gonna roll height/age
5ft 9 +inches: 2d10 ⇒ (9, 9) = 18=7ft 3
20+ 2d6 ⇒ (3, 4) = 7 year

Oh my he is a freaking giant. I didn’t know that nagaji had such a wide range of heights 5ft 11 to 7ft 5