Drogusk continues his assault with the aid of his harness.
actions:
BrainPal
standard to aid another
BrainPal
standard to aid another
Drogusk
Full attack elemental
Bdoyguard:
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Drogusk rushes forward while BrainPal sorts out the situation. Actions and Mechanics:
BrainPal Free Action Knowledge Check Questions: In order DR? Special Attacks? Special Defenses? Immunities? Standard Action to ready to Aid Drogusk when an enemy is within range. Drogusk
Mythic Heroism in effect: Immune to fear, +4 to saves and attacks Bodyguard:
Failure, no change for this attack Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC OOC:
Sorry folks, our executive committee arrived from Israel yesterday without much warning. I've been swamped over here. Things seem to have calmed down enough that I can post regularly again. Edit to add: with Ideyoshi's extra move action, Drogusk gets a second attack. Attack: If confirmed: 59 damage
Looks like this is where I'm at. +12 hit points
Mythic spells: Mythic Enlarge Person, Mythic Haste, Mythic Heroism
I think that Hierophant has enough to offer a summoner that I can go that route.
Sorting out my Mythic stuff. I'm guessing I'm going Hierophant as Champion and Marshal are out there now. Monday is being busier than usual, but I should have an updated Drogusk up before CoB today.
"What the heck does that-." Drogusk is cut off as a feed on information is shot into his brain. "-Oh..." Actions: Free: Knowledge check
Drogusk steps forward to examine the last of the artifacts, wanting to argue with the crone but deciding against it. He picks up the small metal board and eyes it warily. He frowns as the voice rings in his head. "Fine..." He says with a sigh. The board is held over his shoulder and a field pulls it out of his hand. The wires snake into place and a bead lights up. An empty bar pops into view in his eyepiece. Currently reading 3% and increasing rapidly.
"Fire." Drugusk answers quickly. BrainPal answers aloud.
"I think we're going to be down here for a bit..." Drogusk calls out. "What do you see?" Action: casting Infernal healing on Tasha instead of using the last one on himself.
Drogusk lays there staring at the sky while the harness knits him back together. Actions: casting the rest of my infernal headings. Taking 4 minutes. Not planning on climbing again.
Climbing: WHenever there's a rope to climb, here are my rolls... I'm likely to fail that DC15...
If taking 10 is possible I'll do that.
Edit: looks like I fall somewhere between 50 and 100 feet...
As Skaar starts to scale the cliff, Drogusk calls out. " 'Ey! Take this." He pulls 50' of rope out of his pack and tosses it towards the larger Orc.
says the voice in Drogusk's head. "Yeah... I get that..." Drogusk looks back towards Tasha and nods with a grin. "Well done." With that he heads back to his horse, eyeing his companions as he does. Not surveying a threat, just assessing him allies. BrainPal's voice rings out for all to hear. "Quiet you... I thought it was funny."
Drogusk too rushes forward, his falchion crackling with energy as he does so. He brings the blade down into the shoulder of the nearest unoccupied troll. Actions and Mechanics:
BrainPal Standard Action to ready to Aid Drogusk when an enemy is within range. Drogusk
Bodyguard:
Failure, no change for this attack Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Edit: Aid ANother got edited out at some point.
I don't think we actually have a healer.
the AI calls out loudly. ”Ambu-what? No, they’re hiding. Right there.” He points in their direction. Mechanics:
Drogusk gives his horse a kick in the ribs. As he passes by Skaar he gives a nod of approval, whether for the display of prowess or the deed itself is anyone's guess. His head cants slightly to the side as if he's listening to someone talk. BrainPal speaks up, it's voice ringing in his ears. Drogusk says quietly to himself, "He did a good thing and no one got hurt. Why wouldn't I approve?"
chimes the tinny voice of the BrainPal. Drogusk chimes in, "Our shaman always liked spices and stuff from far away. He couldn't pick those in his woods. Maybe you have those here?"
Suddenly a red glyph appears on Drogusk's head and his wounds appear to close. actions: Casting Infernal Healing.
Apologies for a lack of posting, fellows. I wound up with no signal all weekend, as opposed to the very little signal I was expecting.
I love grapple builds. I'm actually trying to put one together for a home game that's starting up soon. I'm just trying to Grok yours. I did 38 damage on turn 1 and 18 on turn 2. I'm not really sure where you're pulling 120+ from.
Just checking: Using Squeeze to give up 2 damage in order to ignore DR for a grappled victim. Shouldn't this be 3? Not that it's a huge impact. Dropping 3 damage to ignore any amount of DR is a nice trade.
Drogusk once again brings his crackling blade down upon the "shoulder" of the fire elemental. As he does, his companion calls out,
Actions and Mechanics:
BrainPal Standard Action to Aid Drogusk in attacking elemental Drogusk
Bodyguard: Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Failure, no change for this attack Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC Success, ally receives +5 to AC
Bodyguard: Sure Thing Boss. I'll keep it in a similar spoiler to this from here on out.
The tinny voice of the BrainPal echoes around the square, audible to all. Drogusk is having none of it. With a grunt he moves up to the Tien man, knowing that his kin are more likely to take care of themselves. He draws his falchion as he approaches and the blade crackles with energy. He swings hard at the beast, roaring something that might resemble language, depending on how much Orc blood is in you. Actions & Mechanics:
BrainPal
Free Action Knowledge Check Questions: In order DR? Special Attacks? Special Defenses? Immunities? Standard Action to ready to Aid Drogusk when an enemy is within range. Drogusk
GM: Bodyguard: How would you like to handle this? Drogusk will move to a place where he has as many allies as possible w/i 10'.
BrainPal can bodyguard anyone within 10' up to 6x per round, adding 5 to someone's AC. Do you want me to roll that on my turn? I'm good either way. I figure this is represented with projected force shields or some such. Thanks boss. Sorry for being a headache. I didn't think about how much of a pain this could be when I made this char for pbp.
Drogusk manages to find his feet as the ground begins to shudder. Moments later there is a loud crash and the sounds of people fleeing a disaster.
"Can it." Drogusk bellows as he heads for the door. Actions: Move Action to stand.
Move action to head to the door (or farther).
We still have to start next to you to enter a rage, correct?
Drogusk strolled through the streets of Blackcrag, looking for a place to sit and think about where he was. Neither of these were strengths of his, but the BrainPal had insisted. He found a tavern and kicked a seat out to plant himself upon. He ordered a bitter ale and, when it arrived he ordered a second with a smile. He was halfway through gulping down the first tankard when the voice in his head chimed in. It's tinny falsetto making him wince.
"You wouldn't... Can't you leave me drink in peace?" He relied aloud, getting a confused look from the barmaid as she brought the second mug. "No... Not you... Nevermind..."
Drogusk just sighs and continues drinking his ale.
Drogusk should be good to go. I'm generally awful at equipment load-out, so this is what I've got... Hopefully it doesn't kill me.
Hey all, This is a blanket apology going out to all the threads I’m active in. We had a surprise FDA inspection last week and my life was flipped upside down for the majority of the last 7 days. They’re gone and life should be back to normal. Sorry about the absence. I'll work on catching up, it looks like you guys made quite a bit of progress without me. Twil
Durjaya moves to walk with the old man as Khar stops him. He follows to the mans seat and squats beside him. Can I help you, sir? Do you know why they were accosting you?
Durjaya surges forward putting his hips and shoulder into the swing at the tengu. He probably would have heeded Anja's words, or even those of the tengu, if he wsn't already in motion. A half-orc in motion tends to stay in motion...
Can any of us activate a card or just the person holding them? The image is opening properly now. No idea what was going on before. It was just opening a larger version of the restricted, 3 card view. My suggestion: The Crows. The carnival might work, but I imagine we're in the carnivale for a while and might need it later. This is certainly the Crows, though.
Oh! Certainly. Durjaya hands the cards over. He appears to be careful to avoid touching the elf. Or avoid the elf touching him, it's not abundantly clear. As the monk and barbarian begin tossing words about, Durjaya shifts his position to one somewhere between the two. Please. I know you both mean well, but this will end only in pain. He turns to face Anja directly, expecting Shan to be a bit more patient. We will find the trouble in these lands. We will confront it and, if necessary, we will inflict violence upon it. He swiftly turns to Shan-yu and continues, We will reconnoiter the area and learn all that we can about the lands we are in. First, we need to learn the people that are here and out strengths and weaknesses. He decides there's nowhere better to start than himself. I wasn an anchorite in quiet contemplation to Sarenrae before being sent out into the world. I do not know what led to my expulsion. I have been very careful in my dealings with the church. I marched with the white cloaks, but I do not believe that I have much to offer in military prowess. The Dawnflower guides my hand, but she can only mould the clay so much.
The broad half-orc rises to his feet and looks to the half-elf. I can carry my weight in a fight if it comes to blows. Goddess willing it doesn't come to that. Looking about the tattered circus, This place looks too run down to really have much threat left into it... Shaking the mists from his head he says, Where are my manners. I am Durjaya.
For the record, and this might be purposeful, I can only really see the image on three of the cards in the drive.
Alright, Here's what I've got at the moment for gear. I have ~3200 remaining. I'd love to spend it. Full Plate of Light Fortification +1
*I bought this as a spell book. There's no listing for "Holy Text" or anything like it in the CRB. **To cover the Sackcloth celice and the steel one.
Durjaya rose from the earth he tried to sleep upon, finding no rest in the night. He'd tossed and turned and his sackcloth silice was soaked with sweat. Patiently he unfastened the restrictive garb and set it aside. He kneeled in prayer to Sarenrae and, as he did, lifted his leather crop and set to mortifying his flesh. The tough network of flesh on his back resisted the leather and the bits of bone tied to the ends of the strands. With his morning prayers taken care of early he rises to his feet and begins preparing for the day. First, the steel celice... ------------- Durjaya straightened his white tabard to ensure that the symbol of Sreanrae was properly positioned over his breast plate and strode out of the tent provided him by the White Cloaks. He snatched up the haversack that he was required to carry with all of his needed supplies. He stolled down the trail following his own feet to he knew not where. His duties were not until later that evening and he had time to spare. Perhaps he could find some paupers to feed and heal. ------------- Durjaya stopped and looked up. He'd been lost in thought, contemplating a particular passage in The Birth of Light and Truth. I see. He says to himself as he can see that he's once again standing before the Harrower's tent. ------------- Dawnflower, preserve us... Durjaya stoops down, head still spinning from the trip through the portal, and scoops up the Harrowing deck. I do not. I know little of the magicks of witches. He stands and looks agape at their surroundings. I... He doesn't even know where to start, Where are we? Durjaya carries an air of innocence, surprising in one as old as he is. He looks at almost everything with an eye bright with naivete. |