Kyra finishes her prayer and steps towards the remaining massive beetle scimitar in hand. With a well time burst of speed Kyra manages to get right up to the beetle. As the beetle jabs a leg at her Kyra replies with slash across the outstretched limb. Scimitar +1 18-20: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 241d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Sorry my post weren't coming through and the site was down for ages for me. Light Crossbow into combat and cover: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (11) - 4 = 71d8 ⇒ 5 Who goes there!? Not wanting to see what happens when you get too close to a howler Kyra takes careful aim at the closest beast and lets loose a single bolt.
Player Name: Bill Kemp
Kyra was one of the few survivors of a brutal raid on her hometown, and on the smoking ruins of her village she swore her life and sword arm to Sarenrae, the goddess of the sun, redemption, honesty, and healing. Possessed of a fierce will, pride in her faith, and skill with the scimitar, Kyra has traveled far since then. Where another might be consumed by anger and a thirst for revenge, she has instead found peace in the Dawnflower, and in the belief that if she can prevent even one death at evil hands, her own losses will not have been in vain. While she takes great pleasure in ridding the world of evildoers, she takes even greater pleasure in redeeming them. |
