Harktom the Sturdy's page

Harktom's mouth is wide open in confusion. not Confusion

"You strange man... oooh guards are here! GUARDS ARE HERE! BAD GUYS ARE OUTSIDE!"

The confusion is too much for Harktom so he moves toward the backdoor.

"Ooooooh no hurt Harktom! YOU STOP HURT NOW! BE NICE!!!

Harktom is somehow using his mean looks combined with pathetic pleading to intimidate the captain and stop the stabbing.

Intimidate vs DC 10+1(Hit Dice)-1(Will modifier) 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
minutes 1d6 x 10 minutes 1d6 ⇒ 1

You see a strange looking half-orc emerge from under a rather large beer sign. He's still chewing on something which seems to be wood since there's splinters falling from the corners of his mouth.

"WHOT HAPPEN? WHO HURT HARKTOM?"

When done shouting like a baby Harktom calms down a bit and grabs a huge Falchion that's strapped on his back.

"This is mess! Who made mess? You?" he says as he points to Captain Geoff.

hey, I'm back but btinging bad news: I broke my wrist so typing is hard. Have you found other players yet?

I got it!!
(slightly) bad news though: I'm off for a week (snowboarding yay). So I'd say, let's write those introductions first, I'll write mine before I leave. If I get the possibility I'll try to come online but I just don't know for sure if I can.

Harktom "can't-believe-he-ate-it-all" (of course he believes it, he just saw himself doing just that!)

I don't mind picking something else if someone wants this one, the 10 fingers one sounds like fun too for a half orc.

Hey, watch it with the racial remarks!

Behold Harktom the Sturdy, your Half Orc necromancer.
(hold that beholding, I haven't written anything yet!!!!)