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"Bleh..." Eldon cannot stand creepy crawlies, especially the rumors he's heard about those that stand the size of a halfling.
Eldon laughs, "Yeah, I'll take traps today.. or tonight..." Can't tell in this spooky place... he thinks to himself
"Hmmm... well it can't be anything good in a place like this, but in my experience, the bad noises usually lead to treasure."
Eldon tries to push his way to the front, unsuccesfully. "Oy! Let me get a stab at the bugger!" Otherwise, Eldon isn't going anywhere, assuming that the bigger, and stronger members of the party can deal with a little, innocent spider.
No sound was usually a good thing, but Eldon was going to hang back with Divel, let the others take care of those big nasties. Hey, he might even get to like the elf. Maybe discuss some trade secrets...
Eldon tries to respond, but Divel moves to quickly, the damn elf. Of course, he relaxes when hears that bit about getting shocked. No point in getting hurt, when others can try their luck...
Eldon slides down the hallway as quietly as possible, bringing up the rear if possible.
Eldon confidently knocks on the door, trying to look as professional as possible, "All clear!"
Eldon perks up at Divel's worry about trap doors: "I believe this is where I come in service."
DAMN IT!!
I'll do it! But first I have to go to school. See ya'll tonight.
In lack of productive things to do, Eldon has been taught how to act: Juggle! Eldon remembers he can't juggle...
Still cursing, Eldon puts away his crossbow, and pulls out his rapier. *grumble grumble grumble*
He shouts again at Eldon..."Stop wasting you bolts lad..you need a slashing weapon to hurt them" "Really? Thanks for waiting after I fired three bolts to tell me!" :) Eldon glares back at Divel: "You watch it, this zombie will bring me one closer to topping your kills."
Eldon’s shot grazes the zombie dwarf he hit before, but leaves the barest of scratches before vanishing into the darkness. "Damn! What are these things made of... besides rotting flesh, of course."
"Wow! Didn't see you guys." Eldon fires his crossbow at the silly little zombie in D30.
"whadya mean, Measles? This is a stroll in the park!"
"Yeah, guys, I have no food..."
"Good work, Eldon," she claps the halfling on the shoulder in congradulations. "This is a crafty challenge."
He smiles at Eldon. "Or we could send the halfling ahead a bit to scout for us, har!" "Hey! What are you sayin'!" Eldon loads his crossbow, and eyes Borondon suspiciously before looking around for anything that might be more hostile than Thurgund. EDIT: oops. Perception=11
"Haha! Seems like I have found something of importance, my friends! Shall we?"
"Onward troops!" Eldon will scurry ahead of the group, crossbow loaded, ready for anything. First thing that moves is going to get nailed.
"Ahh, keep it for now, let's keep trekkin along"
Eldon looks eagerly at the bag. "So we splittin' this?
"S+$&! Four? Already? Damn it, I need to step up my game!"
At Sondergang's words, Eldon stiffens, and lifts his hand to his head in respect. "Yes sir." He stands at alert, looking around for anymore danger.
"Ah.. you're catching on, Boringdun." Eldon says with a smile.
Bleh...
Another halfling rogue
"Wow! Didn't see those guys. Glad I'm over here!"
Eldon snipes out the silly orc who was playing hide-and-go seek. 1d20+5=14
Assuming that the orc is still alive, Eldon fires again.
Spot:14 (10+4)
Borondon will try to stay with Eldon, aiming for H14.
Eldon moves to H13, hoping to get close enough to see something, gain some partial cover, and allow a stronger member of the group to continue. His crossbow is ready to fire at the slightest move as he moves forward.
Eldon loads his crossbow, and begins to cross the bridge.
Bleh... a 4...Eldon isn't as tricky as he though, obviously.
"Alright, gang, now that we have dispatched these nasty smellies, watch next?"
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