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This is boar s%+~ sheriff and you know it. But fine, I'll stand trial because I'm the only one who can still stand.

Jack enters his room, and exits a few minutes later with his backpack, and armor on, with his ax over his shoulder.
But we are getting my horse before we leave. I ain't walkin that far. Plus you're stablin it in Magnimar.

Oh right, i'm lousy at goodbyes, so goodbye I guess. With any luck I'll be back. Try not to kill too many Gobs without me. I'll need something to do when I get back.

Sheriff and Jack then head out of the tavern, as the door closes you can hear Jack ask Hemlock Do you like singing sheriff?

Jack Finally rises from his slumber. His hair is a mess, he only has pants on, and he appears to be drinking from a mug of ale he took to his room last night.

Sheriff, are we getting medals?

There goes the 7th nicest man man I've ever met, even though I never called him his real name. Jack looks sad at his new friends departure. Good, now I've got time to make up more names. HA HA!

Come on, that was funny, why's nobody laughing?

I'm not sure I've ever wanted to hit someone so badly, and I've killed goblins that stabbed me.

Jack sits down, and relaxes a bit after another cup of ale.

I'll probably run his natural course for a bit, and then put him on hold. If that works for everyone else.

Cool, I hope stuff gets better for you soon man.

I guess we just have to decide who will take over. I could do it, I actually have been running runelords in an IRL game for a while now, so I have the book, and am familiar with it.

I couldn't guarantee much posting on the weekends, especially during the upcoming holiday season.

Still here too. Haven't been checking in often. It's been what like a week since our DM posted anything. I don't want to take his game away from him, because I understand people get busy and stuff, but at the same time, we have done very little in a large amount of time.

If I don't hear anything soon, I will probably just give up, there would be the option if we don't here from him soon, of finding a new GM, or one of us being the GM.

Yo

Hearing the commotion Jack moves over with his cup full of ale.
Leave Amekio alone old man! If you would have words then have them with someone who deserve them, like me. You insult these good people, Amekio who has shown us nothing but kindness since we killed a bunch of goblins in your town. Ahmadinejad, who gave a me a horse and took some of us hunting, even though I refuse to call him by his own name. So come on man, fling you insults at someone who deserves them for one.

Jack immediately downs his cup of ale and cup still in hand swings both his arms out in the "Come get me bro" pose.

Jack will aid Triel's intimidate1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

I could get used to this saving people getting stuff thing. Sure beats bar fights. I wonder if there's anything else around here I could save someone from.

Good idea Artemis. I've never owned a horse before. Do people usually just give them away around here?

Next time you see the Sheriff, ask him if I'm all bad. See what he says, I bet it'll be funny.

Jack hands over his new cloak to the sheriff. Good, now we're involved in demonic blood rituals. This was probably a peaceful town before I showed up. Well we could wander about town until we get attacked by a dragon, that would seem pretty normal here now.
I don't really need to do anything before our sweet feast of the boar tonight

in response to Cain
All the better, should they mistake me for a weak target that got lucky, they learn swiftly what happen to the last person who thought they could take me because I'm smaller.

If no one objects Jack takes the cloak puts it on, looks at his probably ridiculous self, smiles and walks out.

If it can't do than no more someone should wear the thing. Maybe our dark magic user lives in town. Let him know someone's tracing him down, panic him a little. Maybe he'll even be dumb enough to attack one of us.

Jack then holds out his hand I'll do it if there are no other takers

Clarification, is the robe magical, or was it just used in some way to cast some sort of spell?

Whatever it is I don't like it. Never fought skeletons before, anything special I should know? They only die when you hit them in the head, burn them with fire or acid, throw them into a volcano?

Jack speaks a bit louder than normal, hoping that if there are more they find him first, his previous swing was rather embarrassing.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Jack rages, power attacks, and charges forward and swings and the nearest skeleton.
You look thin, have a knuckle sandwich!

Axe swing: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10 damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Jack, to busy making up sweat one liners forgets to concentrate on actually hitting his target.

With rage, charage, and big game hunter, my AC to them is 14

I'm cool with no maps for (what I assume) is an easy or small fight, but if it's a bigger fight against like a boss or mini boss or something, I would like a map, so I can plan charges, flanking, and later my spirit attacks.

A gentleman always lets a lady go first.

initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

They're just goblins. They're about as organized as I am in the morning. They probably got lost during the raid, ran around in a circle a bunch of times, and ended up here.

Though Jack speaks as if there is no danger, he draws his ax anyway, he learned yesterday how much a surprise attack hurts, and doesn't want to repeat that mistake.

In response to Vanya
My grandmother told me the respect the dead, for if we listen they have much to teach us, even after they stop speaking.

At the graveyard
perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20 what were you after you little bastards? Father, was there anyone around here that might have seen them?

what's all this about now?
Jack seems to finally have arisen from his slumber, this time not being rudely awakened by his compatriots.
Trouble in the graveyard? My bet is they found a body, and it's dead, big surprise. Somebody hand me a shovel and i'll...

Jack stops mid sentence for some reason and just looks at the floor.
um, so right, we ready?

I'm with Artemis, hunting makes man hungry.

Why is there dancing again?
Jack enjoys the show for a few moments before turning his attention back to Brodert. His hand still on his sling staff.
How did this nation fall? You don't just build stuff like this and then disappear without a trace.I smell evil Wizard. Jack doesn't, but I do.

Who says we aren't celebrating. Maybe we're the most boring heroes ever? We always go to bed early, eat our vegetables, say please lot, and always obey the law.

As jack finishes that sentence he begins to snicker, trying to keep a straight face, but doing a poor job of it.

Sorry, I'm back. For some reason when I was trying to go to any paizo site at work, it would send me to the site is down page, but I got that fixed, and I have internet again. So I'll catch up on the postings, and post soon.

Happy Belated birthday and such. Also the odd person who controls me is moving this weekend, so probably won't post and won't have internet for a few days, at least at home. But I'll post from work during the week.

2 questions scarily stealthy old man. Who are you, and what is Thassaloin?

Jack sits atop his place on the rocks, one hand on his slingstaff just incase. You would have to be brave, or crazy to wander up to a strange group like us. I don't know which he is but I don't like it, plus he's making up words.

Jack climbs to the top of the rubble to see the view from it.

climb: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Such a waste of good rocks now

What's this nonsense about ruins?Jack wanders back to the party with a now empty glass. I'll need something to do while dinner cooks.

Close only counts in horseshoes and alchemists fire Artemis! A win is a win, and a winner deserves some ale! Haha! Jack yells.

He then moves off to find some ale and wait for his feast to be cooked. Before doing so however he whispers to Triel

thanks

Jack does his best to at least clean his face off before following Artemis in with big smile on his face. One battle down, three to go.

Jack nods a Triel as she has obviously noticed his blood covered state. He then motions to the boar Artemis carries.

I won, there were some casualties however, like my cleanliness, and this shirt, but don't worry, most of this blood was its. This is what happens when I fight, I'm left standing in a pool of blood watching my chosen foe join his or her ancestors.

I'm just going to assume that since I am riding at a sweet sweet 1 HP, that the blood thing was a lie, so here's a bluff check.

bluff: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Yes, sorry Jack is brooding and thinking on what Aldern said.

It really now works almost exactly like google docs and google drive does.

The editable by multiple people online at the same time draw of google docs also works with Onedrive using Excel Online. My friends and I use it for our yearly football tournament. I always set it up because I too use Onedrive and live deep in the Microsoft world. I think the only thing I am missing is an Xbox of some kind.

I've never used Roll20 before, so we would just be using it when there is combat right? Either way, roll 20 works for me.

Jack give Alderan the agriest look to ever be angry, but he says nothing ad he climbs back on his horse for the journey back.

intimidate: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

Used google docs before, and it seems to work, never used roll20, but if it makes it easier for you I can do that too.

Right, If anyone asks, all of this blood is from the boar you got it.
Jack will then climb back on his steed.
So Eldertan, you know Amieko at very well? You wouldn't happen to know what kind of things she likes would you?

YEA, now this is Hunting!
We are going to rage, and hope I don't die.
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15 damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Jack will then 5 foot back.

Shhh, Triel, you ruined my secret battle plan.

Jack will climb down from his horse, and move towards the sound, drawing his ax as he walks, and he begins singing.

perform sing: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Kill the pig! Cut her down!
Spill her blood upon the ground
If she sprints and leaves us humble
Surely our bellies will be a grumble.

I'm stall back on Clash of Kings, I keep being either too busy to read it, or I will want to read it before I go to bed, but I know if I start, I won't be able to stop, and then I won't get much sleep.

At least it means I won't spoil the show for myself.

Did they both go at once, or was one a jerk and deflated like right after you had changed the first one?

initiative: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Wow, come back and there are a ton of posts.

Hate peeps. Fortunately my Girlfriend likes peeps, so she traded me some good candy for them.

Good Luck, I hope you come back with some good news soon. :)