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Evard took a 5'step and is in the downed guy's space. No AoO for a 5' step
We wish you no harm, but you mist back down. he says, again, delivering a brutal double-palm strike with a loud
Stepping over to the unconcious man one step SE
Um, Evard uses Non-lethal damage. So not slashing but non-lethal. Lets not start with murdering people. . . Yeah, that fits alignment better
Back down you drunken imbeciles. Evard says, voice flat, dusgusted by the thugs.
The monk unleashes a devastating strike smashing his hands into the chest of the man, fingers digging into the man's chest, slashing the man.
Evard easily sidesteps and blocks the attempt to move him. . . CMD is 21
"Unhand the female" Evard says, even though he follows the men outside.
I personally have never been a proponent of punishing a child for the sins of the father. Is that not a barbaric behavior? Are you not a man? Now behave as such and sit back down. Have a drink on me. Evard says, monotone voice never wavering, piercing eyes boring into the man. Everd takes a swig of his drink and places it on the table, palms open, ready for a fight.
Evard places a hand on Barphami's shoulder. I see that you have made new friends already, Barphami. Did I hear you mention pheasant? I am rather partial to pheasant, but I do not smell any, which is odd, is it not? Edvard asks the drunk looking at the hand grabbing the tengu, his off color eyes unblinking, his voice lacking human inflection.
Well, I shall be happy with whatever the house ail is, miss. Evard requests, as he looks around the bar for the bird-beaked individual he had seen earlier, as he is one to take onte of those that try to hide.
Having risen late, Evard d'Garess catches the tale end of that and asks To the tavern? Evard has spend the vast majority of the trip drinking, not drunk but drinking. He's a Bronze-skinned mountain of a man. Yet the scars covering his substantial musculature and the opp-putting color of his eyes that clash with his sking and hair color leave him unnatractive. He's got a somewhat alien look to him and demeanor, speaking an a monotone and as if his mind is elsewhere while sharp eyes bore into you as he stares. Even so he's a nice enough fellow, quiet but pleasant and polite, if a little formal. He is unarmed and unarmored carrying a small bag with him He does have some sort of Glaive, but often leaves it lying around or uses it as a pole to hold his bag like a hobo. Also, anybody see that bird-beaked lady there slipping in to the local watering hole?
It gets even more spicy when elemental fist comes online and you start with the fire damage!
I've been thirsted in making a MoMS using Dragon, Tiger, and Mantis. It dips Lv1 Unarmed Fighter and the rest is MoMS/Qiggong (drunken master optional). Gets you Tiger pounce at 2, and Tiger Claws and Dragon Style at 3 for 2d6+2.5str+6. Then Dragon Ferocity at 5. Or you skip tiger claws and get Dragon Ferocity at 3 and Elemental Fist at 5th. It now occurs to me to take brawler 2, them MoMS for Dragon Style and Pummeling Charge by Lv4. Not sure if pumpkin damage is better than Tiger style, but once you get all iterative at +6, it gets crazy!
No worries. I do need to find somewhere for Edvard now tho, wanted to get to Lv 3 and hit for 2d8+16! Falcon PAUNCH!
Your vision will return presently. Note please answer the last honestly Edvard assures the bandit in his odd monotone.
"Aye." Evard agrees. "He did not seem of the same temperament of this man," Evard notes, indicating the dead one, "so he may be open to reason. Lady Kalima, perhaps you can convince him of the most prudent course of action and to mend his ways, make ammends for his wrongdoing." Evard will likely remain quiet for the start of the discussion, at least until others have said their piece, strutenizing the man's answers guaging for truth, (which is Evard's social skill...)
much appreciated Akvius. Evard says waiting for the bandits and determination of their fates.
"I would be most appreciative. We shall locate your belongings as we clean out this gear." Evard says. "But first, let us address these men." THe bandits are bound and gagged and ready for questioning. Does anyone want to finish off either or both of them? Evard seems to think that the one that passed out first may be worth questioning, but is willing to speak to both.
Evard stares longer, unblinking, then stands abruptly and makes a motion to Darruth. "I feel he is trustworthy enough. We cannot abandon him in these lands." Evard says. He also asks, "I am rather. . . severely injured and would truly appreciate if any have magic to mend wounds if you could assist me," pointing at the gash in his side where the axe sliced into him. "This is truly quite unpleasant.
"He is likely an enemy of the Stag Lord, and as such a potential ally. Yet there is prudence in your cautiousness, Abbas." Evard says with a nod as he secures the bandits. Evard hops up onto the cart and hunches down to the bound Tiefling's level asking, "Who are you and why are you bound?" The Aasimar's piercing eyes bore into Akvious, scrutinizing every detail, and looking for any hint of deception in his reply.
"It may behoove us to execute the more violent of the bandits now? We may not be able to deal with prisoners on this trek, but that one seemed less interested in fighting... Edvard says, taking rope and bind the less violent bandit so he can be questioned, gingerly, as not to break the sleep spell. He does still suggest killing the one with the ax
Edvard moves to a flank if he can and swings his bardiche
CRIT cards are cool, but a crit miss deck tends to affect melee characters more. It doesn't make sense for Edvard, a skilled fighter to flub hard more often due to the sheer number of attacks hell be making (even more likely to crit miss if I were a flurry monk...) So mine is a no vote to the fumble deck unless we had fumble confirmations based on BAB our something
As one blade cuts into Evard, he takes a step back then aims another swing at the more violent bandit.
"You can also choose the easy way and surrender," Evard says gritting through the pain. There's a big hole in Evard and unless that Colorspray or the Slumber hex hits the baddies, Evard may to need a heal... =P
I've seen combats in which the GM rolls init, then averages the results, giving group init. But if a character beats the baddies then they get an action first so rogues can take init feats to hit flat footed AC if they win and won't be gimped if Edvard is mad slow
Evard steps to threaten both bandits and takes another slash
If any of them move from a square 10 ft away
Rolling initiative? Cause Edvard wants to take a step closer and attack with his glaive! Stag Lord, eh? Edvard says, , glancing at his mates.
Evard is willing to give the new faces the benefit of his support, approaching with them, a few steps ahead, and appraises the men in the cart, appraising and scrutinizing them.
"Indeed. A man calling himself the Staff Lord is the one holed up in the stronghold, which lies to the south. It is our aim to defeat him and his bandits. Edvard explains.
Thanks! I'd RP it an everything, although since it would be one of my bonus feats, so it's be a weird feat. But I'd totally be down to RP finding some kind of kung-fu master to teach me =P
Evard scrutenizes the scroll and two people. Then he puts up his weapon and gives a hard smile. "Well met! It is good to have more fighting on our side. I am Evard d'Garess, and I would introduce you to Darruth and the Lady Kalima Raustald. We have traveled hard to this point and am glad you were able to catch up to us. I apologize for my less than warm reception," Evard says utterly lacking inflection and warmth in his voice, "but we welcome you to our company." Evard's voice and expression are rather disconcerting, but something that one could get used to with some time.
"Not angry, merely cautious. These are dangerous lands. We are from Brevoy, Chartered to free these lands from there bandits plaguing it." the man with the glaive replies. He is a large man, with strange green eyes that fit poorly with his unnaturally bronze skin. He looks like the man described to you by Oleg, aside from a lack of armor, but his catfolk companion, and the striking, regal woman do match.
Edvard is oblivious until he looks back. Not one to accept being surprised, he says, "Ready yourselves. Ranged weapons." gripping his glaive and entering an aggressive stance. Once in earshot Edvard yells, "Who approaches?" trusting in his judgment to determine friend or foe.
Ah, a bridge. Shall we cross this river. is this to the south that we are crossing?
GM Rob What do you think about retraining?
It's totally a thing. Check this thread
It's really a question of if it makes sense to heal or attack in combat, but we were fighting a real nasty bug and the cleric channeling totally kept me up and beating the crud out of the thing also it works have likely killed me dead too. So it can be really good
Loll, going from no healing to having 2 spontaneous cure casters =P Just curious, where do you two stand on the "never heal in combat" debate? On the never-heal side, half-hour, or somewhere between? Want to make sure to fit to your preferred style. =]
I'm surprised. Usually kingmakers are pretty flooded. I do like the idea of a hedge witch tho, gives us an Int knowledge monkey, and a healer. We would be a very arcane group tho. But I got decent wish. Having a divine character may be nice tho too, considering restoration, and raise dead, or at least reincarnate
South West to the river and across it so we're on the west side?
I'm heading to California for a week, leaving on saturday. I'm probably going to be totally off-grid from sunday afternoon till wednesday afternoon, and may be sporadic through the weekend. I'll be back to normal on tuesday afternoon when I get off work, but aside from sunday through wednesday I should be able to post even if not in the most timely fashion.
Evard awakens to strike camp with Darruth once Kalima rises and begins her meditations. "This humidity is really rather unpleasant. Makes me miss the crispness of the mountain air, and cool stone halls of my homeland." Ready to keep exploring. Would we be able to see some kind of map of where we are?
When it is too late to continue, Evard will help set camp. Wake me for the middle watch? Who wishes to take the first?
Edvard will maintain a brisk pace, even as the light fades in the warm evening. He assists the others as they walk, keepinga weather eye out for potential threats until his adults are ready to make camp.
"Aye, let us move on. Perhaps we may ruin across a naturalist to inquire about this landmark. " Evard suggests.
Ick, mites. This is a good marketing point, but is it worth much more than that, you think, to have to deal with a swarm of insects? Evard asks the others. He has little knowledge of such wild things...
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