Seemingly unnoticed by the frogs, and the rest of the party, Dur decides to go exploring around the area a little bit.
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Dur who prefers to let his arrows speak louder than his words, bides his time.
Well, we did try to be nice to them..." Dur waits for the lead frog to be within melee range of an ally.
"Hey! You're as tall as me now!"
Always violence as a solution Dur follows, ready to inflict said violence.
"Well, I'll keep shooting arrows at plants, but really, could we just run?"
"Whoof! You're right, why would there be cheese in the middle of the jungle? More than that, why would the cheese be in a plant that's eating our druid! You can put me down now." Assuming the rat is released, he's going to shoot at the main body of the plant.
"Could be a fey circle. Let's keep moving quickly before they eat our eyes or something horrid like that."
"Aw, don't be so harsh on the clanker. We've all got skills, and his is hammer. If I could use a big hammer, I'd smash down annoying doors too."
"Sorry, lockpicking was never really my specialty I'm afraid... I could shoot an arrow through the door if you wanted!"
Dur looks down at his conspicuously undamaged form, and tries to whistle nonchalantly. Rat's aren't good at whistling, but the short rest does allow him to regain his
Arcane archer grants arcana proficiency, presti as a cantrip, and 2 uses of arcane shot per short rest, the two that I chose were...
Is arcane archer allowed? I forget which books we were using, but it's from Xanathars, if not I'm fine with just going something like champion :)
"So I was half right about her! I'll take it. But why does she keep calling me a mouse? Is it meant to be belittling? Is it like that thing where you insult your enemies and their brains melt out their ears?" Dur questions Toki, looking for the bard's input. --- "So... Frog clerics and a new big bad?"
"I dunno, but she kept doing mind mojo, and trying to kiss a rat! Who'd do something like that?"
GM: [/s] [/s] Dur fumbles around blindly, cursing his over-reliance on darkvision. He draws his rapier as he does so. "I don't suppose you'd be interested in settling our differences by punching each other?"
GM: "Y'know," Dur says matter of factly, "My family wanted me to be a mighty wizard. I lived under Demon Mountain, and served the great masters."[b] He draws his rapier, and closes his eyes, focusing on identifying the source of the voice around him. [b]"It's going to take a little bit more than a bit of cheese and a pretty voice to distract me."
Dur continues to sneak, hoping to get to the mage as soon as he can.
Dur whispers very quietly to Toki. "I'm going to see if I can go after the mage. I'm small, he didn't seem to notice me." Dur, who already was about the size of a frogfolk, and is used to being overlooked as nothing more than an overgrown rat attempts to skulk around the edges of the courtyard, hiding in the shadows, making his way towards the supernatural darkness.
"No really, I think you should do what the nice bard says. That bear will bite your face off otherwise. I've seen him do it!"
Hoping to end this fight quickly and decisively, Dur notches two arrows into his bow and fires them at the ogre. "Our combined might is too great for any individual to face!"
Now that his allies were in melee range, he returns to the old standard of firing off a trick shot.
Dur waits for people to close the distance before trying anything particularly fancy with his arrows, but still advances towards the ogre before firing a shot at it.
"I was raised that violence was always a good solution to any given problem." The rat gets out his bow and follows.
"Why aren't we running? We should be running! If we're going to fight Verrack today, we should be running!"
"No you don't get to go off and die being noble you big metal dwarf!" The rat fumbles in his pack, and pulls some rope from it. "Grab this! We'll pull you back faster than you can trudge." He begins the slog back to the others, gesticulating wildly as he does so.
"Hold my bow and watch this." The rat scurries off towards the corpse zone.
Dur's keen ratfolk eyes pierce the darkness. But he wishes sometimes that they didn't. Now was one of those times.
"Nice place you got here. Smell reminds me of home."
"I just shoot arrows. Give me a couple of minutes to get my wits about me, and I can keep going until I run out of arrows, enemies, or will to live. Put me where I'm needed most!"
"The way we came here is not a real option for leaving. Too likely to get someone killed. And Toki can't really swim very well right now. The color of your kidneys is supposed to be a private matter, but I can tell you that his were puce. I don't reckon waterlogging him would be a good plan. How many more ogres are there, and can you convince the rest of your tribe of our intentions?"
Dur likes Toki. He thinks the bard is funny. He runs over to make sure that he is not dead, and attempts to stabilize his friend.
"Have at you knave." Dur says halfheartedly as he fires off another arrow. He was disheartened by the last arrow he sent flying towards the ogre missing, and resolved to be less showy on his next shot. "No, that's not right for this situation... perish evil-doer? But we're the visitors in their land... Getting too complicated. Yahh!"
Dur takes careful aim, popping out of his cranny to fire off a quick trickshot at the ogre, before ducking back in.
Still, it seems that taking cover was impairing his aim, and he really didn't want to shoot Toki in the back!
"Huh? Key for me? Alright then..."
Time to fire more arrows!
"Oh. Toki's fine then." Dur says somewhat sheepishly. [b]Me and my crits! Not very effective, huh?[/ooc]
"Toki! You killed Toki! You bastards!"
The little rat's fury is something to behold, firing off another trick shot at the wounded ogre. He seemingly shrugs off the majority of the javelin, and attempts to put this creature out of Dur's misery.
Dur fires a trick shot at the ogre that Toki shot at. Better to strike fear into the hearts of our foes by eliminating a single target before they can act!
"Guess I'll go first! I'll screech if I run into trouble!"
Somewhat unsurprisingly, the rat is good at climbing walls, and often does his best to help others up.
Isn't this thing done yet? We've beat the hell out of it!"
Dur once again lines up his longbow, aiming for the vitals to ensure a critical strike (advantage+disadvantage)
"I don't see it. Maybe I can bait it back towards land? I am a pretty good swimmer after all."
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