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I too am sorry to see this go, but it was fun to play the plucky sniper with a chip on his short little shoulder.

Katherson waits in his perch.

"Trollkin be tough. Conrael is probably still alive. Somebody throw a rock or something at that 'jack and we'll let it chase us around the village a bit."

Katherson would have waited until they were all gone but from what I saw the trollkin were all about swift vengeance, so he backed your play assuming it was blaze of glory time.

But that many soldiers, "overwhelming" is the word used I believe, attacking is not a great idea.

Katherson carefully sights on the column of troops, looking to drop their leader quickly.

Standard
Attack: 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (6, 3, 1) + 7 = 17 16 to hit.

Damage: 3d6 + 12 ⇒ (2, 5, 4) + 12 = 23 21 damage.

Free to Reload

Skilled

Attack: 3d6 + 7 ⇒ (5, 3, 5) + 7 = 20 17 to hit.

Damage: 3d6 + 12 ⇒ (5, 4, 6) + 12 = 27 23 damage.

Free to Reload

Katherson runs to nearby cover, scanning the Khadorans for whomever is running the jacks.

Detection: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 5) + 6 = 12

Katherson shakes his head.

"We should flank them, but I don't think we have time. Let's go up the gut."

I'm here.

Is there an approach that would allow us to flank or surprise them? I'm not in favor of going through the wall as it would take longer than we could afford (I would think).

But I believe the answer to be aye.

Detection 12: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 1) + 6 = 13

"Guess them Khadorans found us. Better move."

The pyg puts actions to words and begins to hustle towards home.

Katherson nods with the others.

"No sense risking their legs for a cold trail in the dark."

Katherson, leading the way, keeps his eyes searching for knitbone and trouble.

Survival: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 2) + 6 = 9

I have Survivalist, which lets me reroll failed Survival rolls once. That one doesn't look too great, so I'm going to roll again to save time if that is a failure.

Survival: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 2) + 6 = 12

Katherson thinks on it.

"Best to keep to the outside, I'd normally scout ahead but I'm not sure how easy it'd be to get to me if there's trouble and it sees me."

How far is visibility on the outskirts, and how difficult the terrain? Does skirting vs. straight in change our timeline?

Aye, straight on with it, no sense dawdling.

Katherson shakes his head.

"I didn't see any sign, but that doesn't mean anything. As much of a trail as they were leaving it should be fine to follow. Doesn't seem like they're woodsman."

"So where's this stuff grow? And hey, while we're out there let's go looking for those Khadorans we skipped last night yeah?"

Katherson whistles as he turns towards Conrael's hut/yurt/cabin/stump.

"Well let's go check on him then."

Katherson swings by the front gate, refreshed by his evening on watch and having seemingly forgotten about his terrible behavior yesterday.

"We left a trail but I didn't see anything come in after us last night."

Uninjured. Yay hiding!

Katherson stomps to one of the watch positions, then takes out his rifle and cleans it, frowning.

Teenage angst! But yeah, for anybody that is wondering I'm playing him as a young kid with fresh responsibilities and a huge case of small man's disease.

And you're talking to a full blood troll that is tired of being disrespected and doesn't feel like taking orders.

"If something can find me it's welcome to try."

Katherson takes his leave and moves through the woods back to the kriel, telling Conrael of the mawg attack.

The pyg rolls his eyes as Havar attempts to give orders.

"It's your face that'll be eaten if there's no scouting done boy, but by all means if you're not strong enough I'll help."

"What could they do that four strapping men couldn't? Best we make haste without alerting any more hunters to our being here. Hopefully they decide to feast on the mawgs while we get home."

Katherson blows the black powder smoke from the air as he stands and cautiously advances to the clearing.

"Should've spotted that flanking group, might have cost us a little one."

I didn't include the penalty as I had assumed the torch bearer going down meant the target wasn't engaged. DMVoV thank you for the wibbly wobbly, appreciated.

Indeed, combat is brutal as I knew it would be. Katherson will need to be a sneaky git, my ARM of 5 isn't going to do me any good if I'm hit. :D

Round 3

Katherson's grin becomes a grimace as the torch holder is gutted, then takes aim by the guttering light at the gruesomely gory gibbering mawg.

Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 6) = 18 =12+7=19 to hit.
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 2, 5) = 12 =10+12=22 damage.
Reload
Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 2) = 7 =6+7=13 to hit.
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 4) = 9 =8+12=20 damage.
Reload

I've seen a 12 miss and a 14 hit, so if that 13 misses I'll spend a Feat to reroll.

Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 4, 1) = 7 =6+7=13 to hit.
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 1, 4) = 6 =5+12=19 damage.

Bah, here's hoping the 13 does it.

Round 2
The pyg swings his rifle around to the new threat, looking to get a few shots in before his burly companions block his fire.

Putting two shots into the new group.

Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (5, 4, 3) = 12 =9+7=16 to hit.
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 6) = 15 =12+12= 24 damage.
Reload
Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (1, 3, 2) = 6 =5+7=12 to hit.
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 4, 5) = 13 =9+12= 21 damage.
Reload

Round Surprise

Katherson takes full advantage of his position and fires on the mawgs.

First Attack, Virtuoso, Back Strike (Surprise Round)

Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 1) = 12 Drop lowest is 11 + RAT 7 + 2 = 20 to hit.

Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 2) = 11 Drop lowest is 9 + POW 12 = 21 damage.

First Quick Action = Reload.

Second Attack (Skilled)

Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 3, 2) = 11 9 + 7 + 2 = 18 to hit.
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (6, 2, 3) = 11 9 + 12 = 21 damage.

Second Quick Action (Fast Reload) Reload

Round 1

Detection 12: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (4, 1) + 6 = 11
Feat to Reroll.
Detection 12: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 3) + 6 = 11
Nuts.

Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 6) = 13 11+7=18 to hit.
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 2) = 9 7+12=19 damage.
Reload
Attack: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 2, 6) = 10 8+7=15 to hit.
Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 3, 5) = 12 9+12=21 damage.
Reload

The pyg grins as he sends 4 quick shots into the mawgs.

"Yer up boys."

Katherson, lying on the ground with his eye down the scope, grins.

"Try not to stand between me and them, or if you do tuck it in."

My intention is to be to the side of the engagement as best I can figure it'll happen.

Katherson remains hidden and waiting for a shot.

Can't save them if we're dead.

Katherson looks at the boys and the tree.

A trap? Probably already dead.

When the howling starts he crouches before attempting to determine which direction it's coming from.

Detection: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (3, 5) + 6 = 14

He'll move to the opposite side of the area from the howling as best he can, then lay down and hide, gun at the ready.

Sneak: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (3, 5) + 5 = 13

Wonder what's howling?

Survival to determine what kind of creature. 2nd roll if the first fails from the Survivalist Skill.

Survival: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (1, 1) + 6 = 8
Survival: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 6) + 6 = 14

Katherson scowls at the insignia.

"Khadoran's, not Llaelish. But what are men doing here? Best I lead."

The slippery scout moves to the fore.

"We take the tracks to the tree and save our kin, then back here to these other prints. Boots going that way, and not more than a few days past."

Tracking: 2d6 + 5 ⇒ (4, 3) + 5 = 12

Detection: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (6, 5) + 6 = 17

Katherson hisses as the bairn gets lost and then again when Havar moves towards the glint.

"Stop moving! You'll spoil the trail."

"Oh aye, undead farrow trees, I'll keep both my good eyes out for them. But the next one of ya half bloods that calls me a little pyg is gonna get shot where it don't grow back."

Katherson shrugs but follows anyway.

"Don't worry Havar, I'll make sure the trees don't bite you."

Detection 13: 2d6 + 6 ⇒ (2, 4) + 6 = 12

Katherson slips away from Shrodinger's chair, moving off to the side, well aware that trollkin tend to run things over when they're excited.

Katherson nurses his drink, watching the trollkin banter.

"Punch them all you want, I prefer to kill them before they find me."

He watches as the would be chief arrives and then abruptly leaves.

"What's eating his warts?"

The young pyg grins at Eoghann's reply.

"Well then that makes us cousins!"

He clasps arms with the kin as he smiles.

"I haven't seen you in a while Eoghann, look at my new rifle! That's right, I can finally go out on hunts with you."

He sits back as last night's poor card player introduces himself.

"Sure, have a seat. Drink all you want, I could use the extra coin. Ammo isn't cheap you know."

A wink to Eoghann.

Don't worry Óengus, I'm sure you'll earn it back.

Large for a pyg, Katherson was nonetheless one of the easily overlooked members of the kriel. His face beamed with pride as he moved through the tables looking for a place to sit. Newly promoted to the scouts, he carried an oiled leather rifle case over his shoulder and there was no mistaking the spring in his step.

This is it, I'm an adult now! This is going to be great! Oh...there's Havar. What a mope. He's no fun. Hmmm...

The young pyg turns towards the smelly outsider, deciding he at least will be interesting. Sliding down across from Eoghann, he motions towards the cloak.

"So...that a cousin of mine you're wearing?"

The young pyg Katherson looks at his cards then squints to the loquacious trollkin.

"I'll take two warjacks over a dragon any day."

Call me wee again ya oaf.

Got a lot of it. Need final gear and some last stats.

It's too bad but I understand. Thank you for the game!

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Seeing the bloody melee has paused Katherson will put his cudgel away and use the wand again.

WCLW R18 Annalisa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

And if nothing else occurs:

WCLW R19 Annalisa: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Sorry for my absence, between work and home tasks plus a sick kid I've not had a lot of free time this week(end).

(Psst ... I think those should be your Round 17 actions, if i'm reading the initiative tracker correctly.)

Ah, yeah that should read 17.

Round 18

Seeing that the fight will continue to be brutal and close, Katherson draws his morningstar and attempts to smash the guard next to him.

Cold Iron Morningstar: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Round 16

Finding the warriors at the bottom and himself at the top with a group of angry guards, Katherson quickly glances at the wand in one hand and crossbow in the other.

"Ever feel like you brought the wrong tool?"

With that he steps back and heals himself with the wand.

5' back to I6 and heal for WCLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Ref: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Waiting on actions to see where I'm at.

Round 15

Katherson steps up and waits for his turn to fly.

Hit myself with wand WCLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5 and prepare to be tossed.

Katherson hustles to catch up with the others.

Move to E7. Stow wand.

What do you mean, you people?

What do you mean, you people?