Loki pulls his cloak about him and waits quietly allowing Arnesto to deal with the politics of the matter. All the while he just watches from the shadows in the event someone should appear out of place or attempt to free their captive. Once the others were ready to leave he would rip off a price of cloth from the man's shirt and blindfold him as well.
"secrecy and adds to the level in which we can instill fear..." he would assure Arnesto with a smile. He always seemed to have a thematic ploy in mind as he did this time also.
Bow Attack: 1d100 ⇒ 29
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5x1.5=7
Loki's eyes dilate in excitement to Arnesto's "generous" offer...
"Yes... we can sew their mouths shut so they can yell as loudly." he smirks reknocking another arrow.
Loki sneaks inward toward the town using the shadows to his advantage with his bow drawn. Taking a brief gaze at the building his prey fled to, he would attempt looking for any open windows used for an escape.
"stay out here and watch over our friend" He whispers to his spectral wolf companion.
If he cannot see any open windows to shoot through he continues inside instead readied with a notched arrow.
Ranged Attack: 1d100 ⇒ 22
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1 x1.5 = 2dmg?
Loki laughs clearly both impressed and amused. "there will be a time and place I will need help, but this is also gratefully welcomed Elige." another arrow is knocked as he awaits the bandits' next move from afar. "I look forward to seeing what else you can do."
Attack: 1d100 ⇒ 45 Shooting at one of the hatchet wielding banditos, but with a delay as if waiting for them to move for dramatic effect.
Attack: 1d8 ⇒ 7
Moves 10 feet and wolf moves 5' to the left
Loki looks to Elite in excitement and nods with Arnesto's comment, "no, he dies horribly".
[Ooc]shooting at one of the Bandini's in mud [ooc]
Ranged Attack: 1d100 ⇒ 86
He proceeds to look about while grabbing another arrow.
Ranged Attack: 1d100 ⇒ 67
Ranged Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
Loki aims at the heaviest armored person, and lets loose an arrow before taking refuge behind a tree breaking line of sight once more.
"it poses a problem, we do not know their numbers nor location. If I were in control I wouldn't send all of my men in for an attack, I would hold back sending in a few mooks with perhaps a couple heavy hitters for intimidating purposes. Having a reserve of some sort only poses for more success. On that note, we need to catch them off guard without a chance to reform so we can truly gain and maintain control via confusion."
Looking to Ttaur, "I don't mind chasing them, however if we cut their legs off...." loki smiles showing he was making a light joke. "seriously though, should we need to chase or split up, going alone could be a guerilla warfare counter tactic to us. We don't know how many of them are among the townspeople laying in wait."
Loki spent a good amount of time in the hall in his own world while inspecting the others. He felt intrigued by the great variety there were and wanted to utilize any information for possible future outcomes. Eventually he would leave to the dorm to find his room. Possibly the softest bed he'd called his own... ever.
The sound of large, thunderous steps caused Loki to wake from his slumber the following morning. Hurrying to place his ear against the floor, he was reminded of a stampede that took place years prior. But now he had no time to waste, placing his ear to the floor he listened as Ttaur passed by, "yup... it's definitely a minotaur... hard to discern if it's inbred or not though..." he says to himself. He gets up brushing himself off. On leaving his room he said scratches a notch in the wall beside the door just inside his room then heads to the food hall to meet up.
"I'll investigate more later"
Loki simply watches the others filter in and continues eating at his own playful pace. Food always tasted better after a good fight, he thought. Softly he begins humming to himself, occasionally replacing a note for a word, negligent and disregarding most of the conversations around him.
hmmm hmm hmmm hmmmm stupid hmm hmmm,...
hmmm hmmmhmmm hmmmmm hmmm.....
hmmmm hmm hmmm inbred hmmm...
"WAIT-A-MINUTE!..."Loki interrupts abruplty... Looking to Ttaur, "You never told me you were a dad?!?!..." Sarcastic or serious was unapparent in the way he voiced his words. He fiddled with one of his daggers tying a small string to one end then throwing it at some fruit and reeling it back in. Pulling the blade out of the fruit and begins eating.
"Being the responsible type takes alot out of me..."
"Do we have to bring any back alive? and if so,... Do they have to have all limbs?"
so there's this cake...
Loki's eyes light up with excitement, listening intently as he begins removing any debris beneath his fingernails with a dagger. "how often is that room used?"
"*sighs*,... Okay, I suppose..." Loki gives another sharp whistle as his wolf comes over jumping in excitement. "Ye-... I know girl, but it'll only be for a bit..." Pulling out a wolf pelt cloak he then drapes it over his back and in doing so the wolf dissipates into nothing.
Loki looks to the bodies and with a cheerful tone, "Let's play again soon!"
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fast forward to current
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Loki remains semi quiet though lively as ever as he replaces the bow, re-shouldering it and walking with the others, "It's okay big guy... I think she liked you" he says to Ttaur.
Loki chuckles, "No hard feelings at all"
Loki's wolf 5's diagonally biting at Aszeera while Loki grabs his bow and shoots at Aszeera. Giving her a wink he lets loose his arrow and 5'-ing back beside Elige still
1d100 ⇒ 45Wolfy's attack
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
1d100 ⇒ 38Loki's attack
1d8 ⇒ 3
1d100 ⇒ 93wolf's readied attack
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Loki's wolf walks over in front of him (kiddie corner also adjacent to Ttaur and Enten), and readies an attack should anyone approach it's master.
1d100 ⇒ 10ready to throw Beth's dagger at oncoming opponent within range
1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Loki smirks sadistically now, "Ttaur?" He then places his daggers back in their sheathes turning back to Ttaur, "...you have... hrmm... here, lemme get that for you!" and pulls Beth's unneeded dagger out of his chest. "Whew!... That was close... He turns to the other group, "The dagger is okay!"
I doubt I could grab my bow from the adjacent square, did the above for flavor of my character. If not then that's fine.
Spinning his daggers in various directions Loki smiles, more alive now than before, "Sit boy"
1d100 ⇒ 79
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7 Wolfy holds for Loki in a conjoined attack
A sharp whistle is blown from Loki's lips, "Get 'im girl!" He drops his bow and with a crack of his neck draws his daggers. If Samwell drops from the wolf attack, instead Loki would keep his bow and shoot at
1d100 ⇒ 31
1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 x1.5 =7dmg
1d100 ⇒ 31
1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 x1.5 =7dmg
Five footing inbetween Nick Cage and Ttaur, Loki grins, "Slim pickings tonight I suppose friends"
Bow Damage
1d8 ⇒ 1
1d8 ⇒ 6
"Guess I'll start this show!"
Pulling his bow from his back, Loki notches an arrow with incredible speed.
Shooting at Samwell
1d100 ⇒ 52
1d8 + 3 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 + 3 = 8
I'm assuming I get back stab considering they haven't acted yet?
"...too slow!" Loki jests as he then steps behind Ttaur, "Don't mind me big guy!"
On that note a man, whom prior to now, was sitting on the far end of the room keeping to themselves, approaches. His movements casual as he removes his hood. Beneath it, a human like upper torso, various tribal like markings, his visible eye, (left), yellow with a black slit. Shaggy brown hair covers his right eye, but seems to not effect his sight. His skin, a visual variation of a normal human's until his mid section, gradually becoming more apparent with that of scales. The same is noteable for his arms as they appear to fade from typical skin to scales as your eyes ascend the features of his arms. Typical leather pelts sewn together forming his cloak and beneath it, leather armor which was currently undone showing his abs, seemingly befitting of him.
At each of his sides are sheathed dagger's with slightly longer than normal blades, on his back is a quiver with a shouldered bow.
"Greetings, you each seem more lively than the rest...." He says casually nodding behind himself at the rest of the initiates. Reliquishing a hand from the safety of his side and outstretching it with simple introuduction towards Arnesto, then the others, "Loki".
Strength 16
Speed 27
Agility 41
Dexterity 37
Prowess 41
Vigor 12
Toughness 13
Intelligence 26
Willpower 19
Charm 27
Wild Child
Strength 14
Speed 33
Agility 37
Dexterity 11
Prowess 33
Vigor 9
Toughness 14
Intelligence 18
Willpower 18
Charm 0
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