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Kilain plods along listening to Angat ramble periodically indicating he was listening by muttering under his breath huuuurm as they get in.line for the tryouts Kilain, who never followed the sport was amazed at how well Angar took to it. He nodded and clapped and when the coach asked if he was here to try out as well he said ahhh no boyo. Me friend Angat there be doing so well. I be thinking I'd be making things more difficult for ye and me. I would tell you he's a fine player and yed be doing right to choose him.

Kilain listens politely and looks to the others as they declare where they intend to look into creating 'history' and nodded well Anger me boyo, likes I'm with ye then. Let us see what the Hodags need in a player. If it's strength I have that in abundance

Stiding down the hall as if he owned it, heavy thick boots tapping in cadence to his purposeful steps. His chain armor announcing his presence, strode Kilain. His shield on his arm and a Warhammer at his belt. The strange gnome was waving her arms and hands crazily and a Skaven was leaning against the opposite wall. While coming down the hall opposite him was a lithe human woman walking carefully, eyes searching.

A fellow dwarf.

A priest, stuck his head out of a door on Kilains side of the festival halls doors. Kilain took it all in as he strode forward and made his announcement to the assembled like it was important , though inside he knew he was over compensating for his families near exile status, Kilan Gravendak of clan Quarrymaster late of The Hammer Halls. Do you know when the festival starts?

Thank you for allowing me on the game GM. As for FA or not. To me it's a coin flip. I can see it being good and I can see it being bad when meshed with PA and the number of players.

So your choice.

Thank you for the heads up GM

Kilain doesnt hesitate and throws the stone hes been holding at the skeletal figure laying down.

attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 172d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (3, 4) + 2 + 2 = 11

Kilain glances around after the thunderclap

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18 add +2 to it if its to do with stonework

init: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Kilains hand goes instinctively into the pouch where the last glowing stone is, and he pulls it out and glances at it as he takes a few steps toward the creature in repose.

Ahem. Are you alive or dead? or soon to be dead? he chuckles

Lets go. Kilain says. he bows his head for a second and prays. swapping out to of his earlier prepared prayers for two he feels more neded now.

he then holds the Hammer holy symbol as he touches Adalphorous watching a few of his wounds heal.

then he repeats it for himself and all of his wound are healed. I be havin no more ability to heal today . So we must be careful

cure light wounds adal: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

cure light wounds kil: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

swap out cause fear and divine favor for 2 cure light wounds spells

Kilain agrees and he channels his last bit of energy ..The curse in this Tor is heavy to suppress Torags healing energies such.

channel: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Kilain tucks the last stone in his belt pouch. Itll keep its magic fur 'bout 30 minutes. lets go to the da next door. but first gather 'round

a prayer and a healing burst

channel: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Kilain takes the second stone and throws it at the one in front of Al

attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 162d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (4, 6) + 2 + 2 = 14

Kilain says I can heal us but itll do no good if we dont put these buggers down

He throws the first of the three enchanted stones at the Zombie moving towards him.

attack closest zombie: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 212d6 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (5, 5) + 2 + 2 = 14

Kilain takes a step back from the zombies dropping his warhammer to the floor, hurting as he was from the claws that raked across his arm, and pulled three pebbles from his pouch.

He reached up touching the holy symbol to Torag and issued a prayer for help against this foe.

The three pebbles began to glow with divine power

5' step, standard action to cast Magic stone. 3 stones to use.

Kilain nods and says more undead. just wat we wanted.

and moving forward he once more calks upon the heritage of Torag and a burst of white light surrounds the zombies. This wont be killin them but will soften em up

channel to injure 2 left DC13 for half: 1d6 ⇒ 4

huuurm well that was interesting. do we have other rooms to examine? lets go

Kilain moves to a centrally located spot and touches the Hammer symbol around his neck, sending a quick prayer to Torag as a wave of damaging white energy pulses out from him to 30' in all directions.

channel vs Undead WL Dc13 to halve: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Kilain spins without saying a word and starts back the way they came as fast as his dwarven legs can carry him

My apologies for being absent for a few days. Been moving since Friday. And no internet connection in the new house (even though I'm in the middle of the city and my cell signal for inet was also nonexistent.

Cable Guy installed a modem this morning...and voila

I'm back

Huuurrrrrm! Nuttin to be Skeered of dere Lass. Itll die just like the small ones do. Lets get to exterminatin And Kilain will move up to the doorway and look around.

perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22

Kilain takes up a position to be able to see the hall exiting the chmber on the opposite side, and the hole in the ceiling above. he says off handedly Ehh what does it matter what they are...their dead now. ...and as far as im concerned..A dead Goblinoid is one step in the right direction

Kilain moves up and swings his hammer at the Goblinoid

attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 101d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Kilain stands Hammer in hand, shield on his arm and prepares for battle. He keeps his eyes watching the rear intently as well as the two advancing.

Kilain nods and says, Whatever yu think is best. Lets go....Pip yu ok staying here and guardin the lady and her son?

Kilain tries his best to smash the rat snapping at his boot

attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 221d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Kilain says simply...well lets be at it.

He moves toward the rats and pulling his hammer tries to smash as many as he can.

attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 211d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Kilain looks at Adolphorius and mutters Be ready dat bodes ill. and he moves toward the center of the room

Kilain had almost jumped out of his armor when the crack of lightning occured. He scowled that caused the ground to shake. lightning normally doesnt do that unless it struck the ground.

he paused and listened and glanced around the room

perception +2 more for stonework: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Kilain looks at the doors and at the newcomers.

Well unless any of yu know how to unjamb dose doors and want to be explorin, Im gonna be gettin ready for bed.

Kilain sat by the fire and watched the newcomers come in from the storm. He looked at the woman and said Well Met Leonora. and yu too young man. Its a bad night for folks to be out. What takes yu from yur home dis night?

sense motive on her answer: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Kilain pauses looking around the huge room. Huuurm. Wat wud dey be needin a room so large fur? His hand went for his hammer instinctively. something bothered him about this room that was big enough for an audience hall.

A stout Dwarf at 4'5" 206 pounds. Hes like a rock.

Kilain Gravendak. Cleric of The Graybeard at your service.

Kilain moved to where the stone door protected intrance to the Tor, examining it. he turned to his comrades on this journey and said, his voice sounding like he was chewing gravel Looks like good solid stonework. No fears of it collapsin. What say we enter and get out of this rain.

Thanks for this...and i think Kilain is ready.

This is Dread. Ill rebuild Kilain here with these guidelines.

Best wishes for you and yours Sorika.

Huuuurrrmmm! Kilain sits thinking. Then says Ya. yu guys and gals up for a bandit hunt on the morrow?

Kilain waited for the Priest to talk. He had the patience of the Graybeard. It would no good to rush the other.

Kilain flinched at Boram's words. Hardly the boss. More Like Chief Mouse Herder. This Lot is quite skilled, but not the rules abidin type. he said with a chuckle.

Kilains in studded laether because of monetary constraints at the time of building ;)

Kilain was the last to leave the bar, he made his way to the table, took his pack off and slid it under the table with in front of his legs.

Took a drink of his ale, and looked at his allies. So on the morrow, we go to be lookin at this moathouse ye think?

Kilain gave some thought to Melanth's question, then with a glint in his eye he said Well ifn yu count paying fur a painting of the Prelate and three Goblin maidens somethin thatd upset authority....

he waited for the reactions...then said Nay Lass. The High Priest had reason to believe somethin of import be in the ruins. foul magics that need to be secured.

To Dain Kilain answers Aye. thatll work

then Kilain frowns at the Half-Breed. Of course hed heard of them, but never seen one. I be Kilain, Horek. Yu been workin this area for a time? knows yur way aroun?

3 rooms will be fine sirrah. Adjacent if at all possible.

Kilain smiles at the signage. Looks like that means ye gots to leave Dain. he motions with his bearded chin at the sign

He heads towards the bar. and comes up saying Good Eve sir. My friends an I be seekin a place to stay, eat and drink and possibly hear about rumors of nearby ruins to be explorin. Names Kilain.

Kilain hands over the rope he had been leading Applejack with to the lad pulling it a couple silver and giving it to the lad. Will dat be enow to insure all our mounts be taken care of, of do ye be needin a tad bit more? He hands him 3 silver.

Its the beginning of Greyhawk Z.....

Kilain sits astride the aged pony 'applejack'. a he road towards the village. He coughed and said *ahem* Thanks for stickin with me. I know we havent had the success we all hoped for. Rumors tell, though, that this village has information of good ruins to explore. Hopefully we will have more success this venture.

since Bill is already taken...Kilain's will be named 'Applejack'