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Gideon collects his pieces and flask while rising. "A pleasure." Satinder: "While I appreciate you using your assets in my favor, my honor trumps my need to win." he hands her one of his coins "Though you did help."
As he walks away to get some rest for the night he turns around "Thanks for the show though." *wink*
Gideon is enraptured by Satinder's singing, yet again. For all her flaws and that insatiable curiosity that has somehow gotten me into trouble more than I'd like, she really is something. Then he sees her striking up a drinking competition. God's give me strength. He walks over to make sure she doesn't end up repeating that night in.....suddenly he couldn't remember the name.
It'll work fine when the time comes. He replies reassuringly. Hopefully the rest of our comrades will find other means to help themselves too. I'll be ready when you are. He smiles slightly Just pull that move when you snuck up on those slavers back in the day while I charged them and we'll be fine.
Gideon, silently absorbing both tortures from the back of the group, is forcing himself to stare into the heart of evil. You. he says staring at Mr. Plug while he gleefully profanes the back of two crewmates. No rest for the evil I see Mr. Plug begins to throw Jakes overboard. Gideon's eye begins to twitch as the screams of fear and pain shriek from out of the water. After what's left of him is pulled up and disposed of and Mr. Plugs tells the group to follow him, Gideon fall in line behind Satinder. No mercy in return. He puts a hand on Satinder's shoulder to let her know he's here, but perhaps maybe, to steady himself too.
"Let's just figure out how to free ourselves at the moment." Gideon quickly interrupts trying to change the subject "So, I take it we were all drugged and pressed....does anyone have a weapon on them in case we need it?" His thoughts immediately going into a fighting mindset "Who ever patted me down missed a flask of grease I've got in my pockets. But I don't think it'll be of much help freeing ourselves."
Gideon gives a groan as he begins to move and gather his senses, noticing he's missing his family's sword and cutlass. "Why is it that whenever I wake up face down on the floor with half my equipment and gold nowhere to be found, you're involved, Satinder." He begins to pick himself up and pats his body down and notices he still has some grease and his clothes on. "Well at least my pants aren't missing this time....." he mutters to himself. "Nice to see you too." He finally notices he's in the hold of some ship. ".......huh."
I have no idea how I missed that archetype! Looks right up my alley. I'm a bit scared to switch to the cutlass though as my damage drops.....so no reason I can't remain versatile and have both! (I am a fighter after all =P) Thanks for the suggestion! And yeah I'll be putting a point into acrobatics the next few levels.
Well, making a Fighter was actually harder than I thought it would be, but it's done! (well, still working up a backstory and items other than weapons and armor) For your consideration Gideon Stronghand This is my first time making a Fighter and I've made him as a straight damage dealer who boards the enemy ships and takes the fight to them. Feedback would be extremely welcome if you have the time. |
