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Kolard swallows the last of his ration and is reaching for his waterskin to wash it down as the new kobolds emerge. Seeing them, he grins and moves closer. "All right! Now it's gettin' a little more excitin'! C'mon guys, you're doing great!" While not quite in a fighting stance, he is clearly fully focused on the battle.
"I'm with you, best buddy," Kolard agrees, nodding. "Seems pretty simple to me - there's more of us, and we're bigger. Won't even be close to a fair fight." He looks around the room again, clearly disappointed. "I know we have to save the miners and stuff, so you guys go ahead - but I'm gonna sit this one out. Fights'r no fun when they're this unfair." With that, he sits down cross-legged, ready to watch his new friends finish up.
As the Leaf Ray drops, Kolard sweeps his gaze around the clearing, focusing all his senses intently to ensure no further threats remain.
In the meantime, with no immediate threats or direction, he wanders over to one of the large golden blooms to examine it further, and decide which part of the plant looks most appetising. "I’ve never eaten a plant that wanted to eat me back before!" he says to himself.
With complete focus and a precision Kolard had yet to demonstrate, he lashes out with a powerful punch squarely into the creature's body just under one wing. Shifting slightly to take advantage of the creature being off-balance, he seems to flow seemlessly around Nali's arrow as it buries into the creature's side, his other hand striking the exposed end of the arrow with an open palm, shoving it fully into the creature.
Kolard turns to scoff at Felixe and Xiao's descriptions. "'Heart-eaters?' That's silly. You're silly. Plants don't eat people, people eat plants! Silly Feli-" Kolard is cut off as Pelagos darts past him towards the miner. Turning again and seeing the moving plants, Kolard yelps and jumps back a bit before running forward after Pelagos.
Taking Felixe's warning of rudeness to heart, Kolard dutifully turns his back to the jungle and moves toward the edge of the ridge. "I dunno, Pel, we're pretty high," Kolard says thoughtfully as he peers over the edge. "I've got some rope, but it's way too short." He absently gestures to the 50 foot coil of rope on his pack. "Climbin' up'n down with no rope would be a great way to train! I know if I lived here I'd do it every day - except maybe if I was late for dinner. Then I'd want a quicker way to get home." He looks up at the rest of the group. "Think the kobolds have another way down too?"
"I'm not normally the kind of guy to give up food, but it's a long way back to the fort, and you guys look like you need it more than me," Kolard says to the miners, pulling out a trail ration for each of them. "They don't taste very good, but the texture's alright, and they'll keep ya full for a few hours." As the miners head out, Kolard cheerfully waves and calls out "Good luck!" before turning back to the party. He nods and moves determinedly towards the trail at the edge of the camp, saying "Alright, let's go get some kobolds! Don't worry everyone, next time we'll be ready to lead the charge!" He pauses next to Pelagos to give him a friendly slap on the back. C'mon, Pelagos, let's run ahead and get some trainin' in on the way!" He looks genuinely excited at the prospect.
Kolard lumbers in after the party, ignoring the miners and heading straight towards Nali. "So much for leaving some for me!" he says indignantly. "Man, you guys are fast!" His expression changes from indignant to determined as he looks over to Pelagos to say, "Looks like we're going to have to work extra hard to keep up, eh buddy?"
Kolard takes off in a flash... And it is immediately evident that his enthusiasm, like the rest of the party, outpaced his ability.
GM: Never mind; I hadn't used Google slides before, but I figured it out.
Kolard practically vibrates with excitement while listening to the report. "Finally, something worth punchin'!" he says to himself, though clearly louder than he intended, while striking one fist into his other palm. He deflates somewhat as Nali suggests she sneak ahead for the first strike. "Aw, man. Fair's fair and all - you called it first. Just try not to end things too quickly! Leave some for me!" He smiles cheerfully, a determined look in his eye.
There is a crash from the corner as Kolard rolls off the bookcase in his sleep. He quickly bounds to his feet. "Elixir of warg? Ooou, what's that taste like? I've always wanted to eat warg. I'll take it!" He pauses for a moment as he rummages for his money, looking up blankly. "Wait, what are we unprepared for?"
After the magical users' demonstrations of strength eclipsed anything he could contribute, Kolard had somewhat checked out of the conversation. He wandered idly over to a couple bookcases in the corner as the conversation behind him continued. Glancing back at the now singular cat curled up on the floor, and noting some claw marks from where the hundreds of cats had climbed the bookcases in front of him, he shrugged and decided to climb up the bookcase himself - but quietly, so as not to disturb the conversation. 'After all, don't wanna be rude.'
Once up (if?): Kolard looks around for the best bookcase to nap on top of, and goes there (potentially jumping bookcase to bookcase) - but is still being as careful and quiet as possible so as not to disturb the conversation below.
If needed:
Kolard had become visibly antsy after the captain flatly refused to let him go take a look at whatever creatures had been making all that noise in the jungle. He spent most of the journey training, one of the only things he was focused and disciplined about. He was very excited to finally make it to the Fort, following the party mindlessly while taking in the sights and sounds of the new place. Once inside the room, his focus returns, though he listens to the situation with a slight look of confusion. "So the problem is just that you've got a bunch of kobolds that need some punchin'?" He glances at the party to confirm his understanding, clearly deferring to someone else to speak for the group. "I'm pretty good at punchin', and my friends look pretty strong too. Dealin' with these kobolds'd be no problem!" He smiles at the thought.
The Oread monk who had been quiet up to this point stretches and yawns. "Man, I sure am glad all that talkin' stuff is over. But seein' as we'll be here a while, I'm gonna take a nap. Wake me up if we get to do any punching." He sprawls into a corner in a position that couldn't possibly be comfortable before suddenly sitting bolt upright and adding, Or for dinner! Definitely wake me up for dinner." Satisfied, he returns to his previous position, and seems to fall asleep within moments. |
