Flit, The Adventurer's page

Flit stays calm and cooly draws his sword and steps forward 5 feet and takes a swipe at Kressle.
The Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

No prob Raxus and thanks, it's mostly been the ridiculous dice roles.

"Bloody 'ell" Flit whispers under his breath.

I'm not sure if I can still be hidden if they're alert, but they see haven't seen me right? I'll roll stealth, but I'm wrong just ignore it.

Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28
Flit begins to creep down the brown path that runs parrle to the stream.

He goes to fire the bow again, This time at Kressle: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
If that Hits: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"Now you lot keep watch, the bards will be wanting a avid description." With a smirk and wave the devious rapscallion grabs the bow and arrows, and he begins to creep towards the guard across the stream and to the north.
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 1) + 1 = 7

Flit makes his way back to the group,
Sneak: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28 if needed
And he whispers to Bydar, "Looky 'ere badar, I took out one, but that other bloke is cross the stream. I need to go up the river to ford or I need some arrows and a bow. Unless somebody else can sneak up and shoot 'em."

Flit searches the bandit for a bow and arrows.
PER: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
The Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Flit creeps forward and makes a lunge with his rapier.
If it hits
damage: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (5, 5) + 1 = 11

stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26 flit tries to sneak around the guard to be at his back.

"Well me ol' dear mother always said hit 'em hard before they know your there, On me mark. If you screams come running." With that Flit ducks and begins to creep towards the camp.

Flit takes ten sneaking towards the camp for a total of 18
And takes ten on PER for 15

"Oh, I twas thinking more of a tonight catch up kinda deal..." Flit says sheepishly.

"I wonder how far out the bandits are, maybe catch up an surprise them"Flit wipes his brow with the cloth on his hand.

"Very well than, could you maybe tell me which way those other tall men have got too? We are ...uhhh, hunting them."

"Well that's new to me," Flit mumbles," Just passing through chap, we don't have an interest in your kill." Flit calls to the wolf

Flit waves his cloth covered hand, "Very well then,"*sigh*"Let us press on." He says tiredly.

"You know it may just be my, but why do you all trust this chap so easily. He was a bandit. You there Happs, do you you anything that could reassure me? I'm not trusting by nature."

Flit lays out what he found"Not much, there's a dead bandit body and this stuff 'ere"
He says as he lays out, the short sword, a pouch with 10 gp, a suit of leather armor, and a silver stag lord amulet.

"Bloody 'ell, not much down here but now I have ta' climb out."
Flit calls up to the group.
Climb 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

"Must be sommat here anyhow" Flit mumbles to himself as he looks around, collecting the sword, gold, leather armor, and the silver stag amulet.

Perception 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

"I don't reckon we're in the nest I reckon it's tha big hole over yonder"
With that Flit goes to the hole and begins to climb down.

I'll take ten to climb down

"And thats with me off hand you swollen bug" Flit cleans and sheathes his weapon, "Very good By'der, I only doin' what I signed up for." Fit then begins to look around for anything of interest.

Perception 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

"Arrrrrg!" Flit shouts as he takes a second swipe with his rapier.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 Damage

"My blade will make it understand just fine!' Flit shouts.

"Come at me you nit-witted ninny-hammer!" Flit shouts his challenge to the spider and goes to draw his rapier.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 init

And ready to stab the spider if it comes in range

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Aren't I amazing?

Flit pokes his head around Bydar, " An' any idea where we could find the berries?"

Why don't we just knock on the door...

"I'd say some poor chap who doesn't get that many visitors" Flit says glancing around at the wilderness surrounding the lonely hut.

I've been camping for the last week, sorry about the lack of posts

Flit strides back over to the group " I may be the new to this whole out in the middle of the bloody forest thing, but my vote is for By-der or however his name is said." Flit tips his head to Bridgette. " It may take more time miss, but if we find anyt'ing useful it could make dealings with future bandits easier. And we might as well get done what we can while we're out there."

"Well then, if there's no trouble I'm gonna go and make meself ready to face the day." With that Flit stumbles back to his meager supplies to make himself much neater.

Flit stumbles by "Well, whats all this then, at this godsforsaken hour?" He is rubbing sleep from his eyes, with a fabric wrapped hand.

Flit who has been silent for some time, sizing up the new group. " Petriak 'as the best of plans, why rush? and I for one, like his idea of a job well done." Flit says with a wink, " And I 'ave a question, where's me bed or with who am I sharing?" Flit then stands there smiling awkwardly as he realizes that there is only one women and his joke was of very bad taste.

" I 'ave been told in the past how impeccable I am" Flit says with a wink. " I and must know, what kind of magicks do you use?"

"From what I can see better than that lad" He says gesturing towords the bandit"And I'm doin' better now I'm off that blasted road, it 'as far too many people."

Flit frowns and scratches his head, " I think I've gone and dropped it, or..." He rustles through his pockets, and pulls out a soaked wad of paper."This may be it, or sommat else, not quite sure. The road always seems to leave me a wee bit mad." He begins to grin as he looks around. "Flit's me name, just Flit." He looks at the captured bandit. "What have we here? hmmmm seems interestin'"

A young man of about 20 stands at the gate he has sandy blonde hair and pale blue, mischievous eyes.
"ol, I'm lookin' for some lot of adventurers, I 'ave been hired on as it seems"
He calls out standing impatiently, tapping his foot. He is dressed in leather armor, with very little actually adventureing gear. As he runs his hand through his hair you seem a black rag covering the back of his hand.