I would think that, until they see the next game, a character's most recent is fluid.
Also, given the nature of the game, I can't see any reason to disallow retraining if you can find a trainer.
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In a stupor, Hank strolls up to Adanel's shoppe. [b]"I'll take 3," he slurs setting down a purse heavy with Gold.
Hank should be ready to stumble around another battlefield whenever someone's got a mission for him.
When all is said and done, Hank goes looking for solace at the bottom of his mug in the next town over. The sadness of their loss his close to home for Hank, who has buried his share and more of children.
Treasure:
"Oh yeah... Right." He tosses the trinkets in his sack and moves to the bodies of the fallen. He is surprisingly more cautious and aware than he's behaved thus far as he gently scoops up one of the villagers. "Lets get these kids home..." He says in a clearer voice.
Hank quickly scrambles back out of the barrow, trinkets in hand. "Well, that was gross... Who wants a drink?" Unless someone steps in, he's heading back to town.
"What'chu all lookin' at?" Hank drawls. He stumbles over to the group, muttering, "We kilt it. We can go back to th' bar no ri--" He's cut off, however as he slips into the hole.
"Hey, I found a hole..."
Hank continues stomping the last skeleton he felled.
Hank stomps a couple of times, just to make sure.
"Gah!" Hank cries out as the skeleton Behind him rakes his back. He spins, trying to keep an eye on both skeletons at the same time and, dizzily, stumbles away from pretty much everything.
Edit: Just realized I can 5' to there... Action edited
Hank, reeling from that last blow, bellows and swings again at the bloody bastard.
"Hey you sumb****! Git back o’er here." Hank bellows at the leader of the undead. "I'mma give you what for..." He swings his mug in the baddie’s direction and loses his balance. Seconds later he notices the boss falling over. Again, Hank lurches forward, mug first, into a skeleton.
Sorry for poor formatting. Posting from my phone.
Again, Hank swings wildly at the skeleton to his right and bungles forward again.
Hank reels from the blow. "Ow... Jerk... I was using that." With that he pulls back and swings wildly.
Losing his footing, he stumbles back just a bit.
Hank steps boldly forward and decks the nearest skeleton with his mug.
Hank shakes the fog from his head, realizing the party has stopped and assuming that they're waiting on him. "Bottom's up!" he cheers, finishing his ale, and stumbles forward.
In case you didn't see the post in the discussion thread:
The world comes back into focus the second time Hank’s head is dunked into the water barrel. ”Wha?” He asks blearily. Whoever had decided to sober him up was already walking away. Hank rubbed a sore jaw with a sore hand and wondered if he’d been in another fight. What would he tell his wife? He looked about at unfamiliar sights and unfamiliar sounds and wandered into the tent from which wafted the scents of food and the sounds of conviviality. Inside he quickly found a lass to fill his mug and got back to his drinking. Not long after a bloodied man stumbles into the “tavern” and ruins the atmosphere. Hank follows slightly what the man is saying and nods with the crowd as they call for action. When a man calls out to say that “his Aelfa” must be avenged, something takes hold of Hank. He steps forward and calls out, ”I’m in. I’ll save your lady,” and takes another swig of bitter ale. He looks about and realized the moment has passed. Several folks have seen him, though, and gesture him towards a gathering group. He follows the group to the Burgher’s residence and listens quietly. When asked if he can handle the situation he brazenly calls out. ”Aye. I’m sure we can ‘andle ourselves.” He takes a long pull from his mug and looks at everyone else in the group in earnest for the first time. What’ve I gotten myself into?
Hank Miller checking in.
Wildheart isagitated again and begins struggling against his bonds more fiercley than before. He's still not seen Whisper and this distresses him. He is completely non-verbal and a bit feral as he tears at the restraints.
Please tell me I get to throw the halfling at something/someone at some point. Fastball Special style. Please? Takesh, if Wildheart ever verbalizes, I'm going to do so in Telugu, as translated by Google Translate. I figure it's alien looking enough to pass for Enuka. Example: వైల్డ్ హార్ట్
Initially distressed, Wildheart sturggles at his bonds. Panic and rage fill his eyes as he struggles to free himself. The chamber is filled with grunts, growls and snarls. His nostrils flare. His eyes dart and a moment later he calms down. Almost as if tranquilized. Saresha here. Good.
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