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"Enough fool!" Horec shouts as he avoids the initial attack. He then attempts to disarm the fighter before he hurts himself.

disarm: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

lol!!

Horec keeps glancing around nervously.
"This is ridiculous! We are too exposed out here and the only thing all of this yelling will achieve is to attract the attention of unwanted things."
Turning towards the cave entrance he shouts, "We are coming in now! Don't be foolish enough to even think of crossing swords with me!"
With that Horec begins to advance on the cave, trying to ignore the uneasy sensation between his shoulders.

Horec smiles at one of the few bits of humor to intrude on the horrors of the day and follows as well.

Me too,

I took 11 damage

"It galls me to let it go, but I can't really do much to it from here."
Turning to Akurna, "I think we all got a little banged up in that skirmish."

I'll take my AoO for it picking up the sunrod. Anyone else that had moved next to it would get one too.

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Wow, how did it get so many actions? It did a full attack, a move action to pick up the sunrod, a 5' step, and then another move to fly (which, btw, means it can't 5' step)?

where do i find these rules for crits?

nvm, I found them.

Horec spun as he heard the creature land behind him. Noticing its fixation on the sunrod, he dropped it to the ground hoping to distract it some. Horec quickly flowed into a fighting stance. Then he stepped sideways and attacked!

attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
confirm crit: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
damage: 2d8 + 14 ⇒ (3, 5) + 14 = 22
If 21 does not hit, subtract 12 damage

Horec moved hurriedly over the pile of rocks, constantly looking to the sky for the large bird.

"Haltak!" Horec shouted out for the dwarf as loud as he could.
"Yell out so we can find you!"

Horec pulls out a sunrod and ignites it. He then begins running to the sound of combat. When he nears Akurna's position he watches for the traps.

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13

I'm still here

Running back to the others, Phaust questions, "Did you hear that? Sounds like something big came down a little ways north. Let's go!"

"Lead on then and let's hurry. The dwarf maybe in serious condition from the fall if that was him."

Horec waited impatiently for the others to be ready then eagerly followed Zaeos out of the confines of the church.

Stealth: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

He did his best to not give away the hunter's position.

"Aaargh... this room is too small! Yes, let's take the fight to them, no more cowering inside. Perhaps they will be a clue to this madness, perhaps not. Either way, at least it will be something my sword can address instead of this constant oppressive moon."
With that, Horec draws his sword and heads for the exit.

Horec still paces, even inside, nervously glancing every so often at a particular spot of the ceiling.

"If anyone is responsible, it is probably those damn Groetus worshipers, always going on about 'the end of times' nonsense. Isn't the moon part of their beliefs?"

"Yes the priestess' question is a good one. Does anyone have any idea how far this cursed darkness extends?" Horec asks as he also steps into the temple.
"And even more importantly, does anyone know what, or who, is causing it?"

Horec paces impatiently in front of the church every now and then he cats a nervous look up at the unnatural moon. Unconsciously he grips his sword as he continues to pace. He stops and looks at the others gathered nearby.

"We should be finding the source of this darkness! Things like this do not happen on their own. Their is always some miscreant behind them. Let's find him at put an end to this madness!"

Horec does not bother to keep his voice down.

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Galahad's character.

Family members- None known as he was raised in the monastery North of Restov in the Icerime Peaks foothills.

Before adventuiring- An orphan left at the Iori monastery in Brevoy, Horec was raised there. However, his temperament was ill suited to that life and he was sent instead to Restov as a candidate for one of the dueling academies in exchange for a favorable trade arrangement with the Raceanu family.

Friends, etc. - Horec isn't the most likable guy. He tends to have a biting wit and is quick to point out flaws in others. Age has helped him to curb this trait in normal situations, however he takes full advantage in combat, giving a running monologue in insults and comments about the ineptness of his opponent. He did have the highest respect for his trainer at the Raceanu academy, Torian Raceanu.

Religion- Not very observant anymore. Technically still a follower of Iori, but has not been very devout since leaving the monastery.

First to die- Hard to say, Restov was hit hard because of its proximity to the Stolen Lands. Who died to the falling darkness or just regular events sort of blurred. The first ones that Horec knew personally were a couple of fellow students out carousing with his group. One minute they were there, the next they were gone. Their heavily mutilated bodies showed up as zombies the next night.