"Sounds like these woods are going to be fun."
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Hurok grabs one of the potions. "Yes, a quick stop and the store and then we must make haste to Tristeza House"
"So, shall we head back?"
"Will you be coming with us? Cerus and Branda were expecting your arrival, which is why they sent us." Hurok asks Dern.
"And then back to the Swords Point Inn to update Verus and Branda. We should bring Dern with us; that's why we're here after all"
Hurok takes the weirding watch from Orin and looks it over. "Appreciate it." He says as a small smile crosses his face and he tucks the watch into a pocket. Hurok looks at the witchy weapon and eyes it with suspicion, then looks at lovingly at his axe. "Fine with me"
Hurok eyes the sheriff up and down, and then follows Orin out the door.
Yeah dude, take your time. Also, f#@& these kids and their roll hacks lol
Hurok winces as the two idiots land, although years of combat have dulled the effect. "Not all problems are solved with swords" he says, as his fists clench.
Hurok heeds the old man's words and tries his best to keep his rage contained. "Don't make me angry, you won't like me when I'm angry" Hurok looms towards the Red boy and attempts to grapple him in a bear hug.
"ENOUGH!" Hurok shouts as the 3 idiots start swatting at each other. "Our quest is more important than some foolish cockiness. Know when you're out of your depth, boys" He adds with a snarl as he brandishes his axe.
Hurok will move towards the 2 arguing young people and try to talk some sense into them. He stands straight to impress upon them his size.
"Is there a problem here? My friends and I need to get through and you're in our way."
"If we inform the town, we would not have to waste time tending to the weak here, and can move on to more pressing matters. Murders must be stopped."
Hurok follows behind.
Hurok follows
A smile slightly shows on Huroks face as his axe gives a satisfying thunk into the corpse of the demon-child. He then turns towards the other and brings it down once more.
Hurok, seeing the demon-child hurt, again attacks.
Hurok is immediately taken aback and looks to back out of the room but sees that the doorway is blocked by his 3 companions. With no exit, he breaks into a rage. "Not again!"
On Red.
Hurok is shaken.
Hurok puts his axe on his back and approaches slowly, "No, we're not going to eat anyone."
"Perhaps we should check all the remaining rooms before rushing off. There may be unexpected enemies, or more people that need assistance. We wouldn't want you making not enough food to share.
As the others attend to the elderly on the northern side, Hurok will begin exploring the occupied rooms on the south end of the corridor, beginning with the room to his immediate south (per the map). He opens the door and peers inside before entering.
"I am Hurok, from the North, and this is Raymond. We are here looking for a Dern Fosimuth. Do you know where he might be, or have you noticed anything strange around here?
Hurok follows raymond to the next door on the left, opens it, and peeks inside.
Hurok steps up next to Orin and attempts to help him look over the sleeping man.
Hurok steps through the door and looks intently around the room, his axe in hand and his senses alert for another ambush.
Feeling he's out of his depth with respect to investigavite matters, Hurok moves to follow Enrithel.
Hurok swings again.
Hurok feels Enrithel behind him. "I'm right here. I think there's one just South of me.
Hurok will move towards the sound of the voice and pulls out his greataxe, but does not know where to attack. "I think it was somewhere over here..."
Hurok feels like something is off with this "administrator".
But on second thought, she seems pretty trustworthy.
I knew I should have put more points into Sense Motive!
Are you telling me that running a forum play by post ISN'T how you make a living? :-P
Hurok unslings his axe and holds it casually across his body, not quite threatening, but still ready to react quickly. He curls his lips into a snarl, knowing that, at the very least, these people are going to be uncooperative.
Hurok subtly nods in agreement.
Hurok mutters "Let us get to the Home before we attract more unwanted attention."
Hurok once again hefts his axe over his head, and with a singular focus brings it down with all his fury.
Hurok pushes through the undergrowth as quickly as he can, angling to get behind the unnatural woman-thing for maximum axe bashiness.
Just as a note, I have Furious Focus which is why I roll the first power attack at +16. After that (including AoOs such as last turn), it would be at +14 due to Furious Focus wearing off. I don't think this changes what happened on the previous turn, but it may influence in the future so I wanted to state it.
Despite momentarily succumbing to his natural fear of undead, Hurok snaps out of his daze as his eyes turn red with rage. He runs through the thick vegetation beside the road, and brings down his axe with extra tenacity, as if to compensate for his moment of weakness.
I'm in the process of buying a new house before I get kicked out of here at the beginning of may and buying a new car since someone decided they wanted to be where my car was, and insurance totaled it. I check at least once a day, but energy levels are low and stress high, so my out of combat turns will probably be few. /follow party
Seeing that the party has things handled through ranged and.....other methods, Hurok continues to watch the door to make sure the squishy ones are covered.
Hurok nods and takes a 5 foot step to the west. He pulls out his axe and also readies to attack the first zombie out the door. Readied Attack:
Sorry I've been basically AFK guys, work has been rough and just been drained after. Should be good to go now though.
Seeing Raymond backed into a corner, Hurok takes a 5 foot step towards red and attempts to demolish the next foe in his path.
Huroks eyes burn with a furious rage as he turns toward the daemon attempting to bite him. He brings his axe down with all his Power.
Hurok once again pulls out and readies his axe for anything hostile.
Hurok puts away his axe and sidles up to the cabinet, slowly assessing the weight. He moves up to the "top" of the cabinet, squats way down low, and attempts to lift the cabinet with proper form. With his heels firmly planted, he counts to 3 and everyone lifts together.
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