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Thanks everyone for entertaining the idea of Marcus as a drunk. I've been toying around with this and it was fun to try it out!

Marcus hears a commotion up front and stumbles in that direction. "More hands? No, can't take my drink away!" He swats at the hands to knock them away.

Attack vs Blue: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Attack vs Blue: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 7 - 4 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

◆ Stumbling Stance
◆ Move
◆ Flurry

Not sure if the spider is still moving, Marcus decides to stomp on it. The man slams his foot down on the thing in a full drunken fury.

Flurry vs Green, flanked: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Damage (backstabber): 1d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 + 1 = 9

Flurry vs Green, flanked: 1d20 + 7 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 7 - 4 = 16
Damage (backstabber): 1d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 + 1 = 4

Flurry vs Green, flanked: 1d20 + 7 - 8 ⇒ (4) + 7 - 8 = 3
Damage (backstabber): 1d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 1 = 7

Flurry vs Green, flanked: 1d20 + 7 - 8 ⇒ (18) + 7 - 8 = 17
Damage (backstabber): 1d8 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 1 = 7

◆ Flurry
◆ Strike
◆ Strike

Marcus lurches forward as the spiders attack. "No! Won't let it happen again!" He swings at them in attacks that rely less on technique than drunken anger.

Stumbling Swing vs Blue: 1d20 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 7 + 1 = 19
Damage (backstabber, inner upheaval): 1d8 + 1 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (6) + 1 + 1 + (2) = 10

Stumbling Swing vs Green: 1d20 + 7 - 4 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 7 - 4 + 1 = 23
Damage (inner upheaval): 1d8 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (5) = 8

◆ Stumbling Stance
◆ Move
◆ Inner Upheaval->Flurry

I assume that the first attack will finish off Blue. If not, then the second attack should go to Blue too.

As the group explains why it's important to travel with multiple skilled and resourceful companions, you hear a light snoring sound coming from Marcus, still sitting on the ground. The drunk suddenly wakes with a start. "Ahh! Don't leave me!" He scrambles to his feet, clutching his flask, looking a bit paranoid.

"You should stay close. And take back your dagger."

Marcus smiles at Fae and she can see his booze-stained teeth, what ones he has left. "There's a smart lass! Pity we don't have traveling medics like we used to -- not that it did much good in the end. But, I agree! Drink up!" He takes another drink from his flask.

Marcus shuffles over to the body of the lorekeeper, looking her over. He kneels down and hesitates before placing a hand in her forehead. Seconds go by and he just sighs heavily. He takes a heavy swig from his flask and slides over to take a seat nearby. "Anyone have a potion?"

Do we get Provisions for Bounties? If so, Marcus will offer up his healing potion.

Survival: 1d20 ⇒ 20 lol

Marcus stumbles around towards the fungus that Mr Gruff had thankfully just disabled. "What is that? Some 'special' plant? I'mmmm on to you!" He winks at the minotaur and then loses his balance -- evidently not having both of your eyes open can do that. The man tumbles down on the hard stone and groans. He opens his eyes and sniffs at the mud in front of him. "Hey, I think someone went this way. There's a bootprint"

"Lead on, my dear!" Marcus says before nearly heading in the wrong direction. Once he's got a bearing again, he takes another drink of his flask and shuffles along behind the minotaur.

Marcus accepts the little ball of light, though you see the drunk trying to catch it a couple of times. With the light so close to his face, you see that his eyes a bloodshot and sometimes don't even focus.

Taking a drink from his flask, the dishelveled man flings his arm out towards the south. "I say we go that way! East, I think. Smells like east."

You hear a thud behind you and see that Marcus has fallen over...again. The man has been a lousy drunk the entire trip, and you're not even sure how he's a Society member. He struggles to his feet again, clutching his flask and taking another sip. He burps loudly before speaking with a slur to his words, and a wave of alcohol breath assaults your senses. "We're going in there? Are you sure you'll even fit?" He waves his hand somewhere near Mr. Gruff.

The man clearly hasn't shaved in over a week and his clothes bear the residues of far too many spilled drinks. Maybe Marcus had been a young, handsome, and solid soldier at one point, if the rumors were true, but he's far from it now. The man had no armor or weapons. Probably sold them for drinks at the last town. Or had years ago.

The drunk pitches forward and hits his knees right in front of the crevice. He sticks his head into it before you can do anything. "I think it's kinda dark."

Decided to join this one with a completely rebuilt character. Let's see how well he works!

Marcus swings at the spider in front of him and then begins to try and pull out of the webbing. He definitely doesn't like being rooted to the spot and simple prey for the spider.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (3) + 9 = 12
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Escape: 1d20 + 9 - 5 ⇒ (9) + 9 - 5 = 13

Escape: 1d20 + 9 - 10 ⇒ (20) + 9 - 10 = 19

◆ Strike
◆ Escape
◆ Escape

Fort Save (DC16): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Hero Point: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16 Whoo!

Marcus gasps at the burning sensation as it grows over his body. He grits his teeth and clutches where the web is attached as his body fights the poison.

I have considered building a goblin thaumaturge sheriff. His badge would be his regalia as it shows his 'authoritay'.

Marcus takes off the backpack and hands it over to Unzgrin. "My thoughts exactly, Zarisha." He looks around at the darkness. "Can someone put up another light?"

Marcus steps back as Grammy begins doing some sort of orc-magic. He hefts his hammer, but then looks around into the darkness for any threats.

Marcus will grab the backpack and open it to see what is inside.

Those up top are for the current and future Bounties in this series of 8. I haven't signed up for anymore than the current one since I'm not sure what characters I might bring.

Marcus squints into the darkness, then nods at Grammy. "Thanks for the light." He grips his maul tightly as they venture down farther.

B9: Fishing in Anthusis
B10: Hillcross Roundup
B11: Forged Facade

Marcus stands and grabs his maul with alarm when the orc arrives. He had heard of orcs beginning to flood into the Society, but this was the first one he had seen. While he trusted the Society not to take in any bent on murderous rampage, it was still a shock to see one, especially for someone who had grown up in Lastwall. When his path as a Paladin had been cut short, Marcus had decided to stick to the fight rather than continue his lessons with the Church. His true hatred was reserved for the undead that wiped out his home, but he wasn't fond of Orcs either. And old habits, like Lastwall, died hard.

Marcus glances at the thin man and waves him into the cave. He turns back to the tall orc. "Jig's right. We're all friends here. Right? I'm Marcus."

Marcus looks around as the other drop Baltaram and most of his guards. He spots the last one and rounds on him. "Really bad day for you, mate!" Then he lifts his hammer to pound him down.

Power attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
Damage: 2d12 + 4 ⇒ (11, 4) + 4 = 19

Marcus glares at the nearest one and swings his maul at the guard.

Demoralize vs Red: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18

Power Attack vs Red: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22
Damage: 2d12 + 4 ⇒ (4, 6) + 4 = 14

Marcus is shocked as Baltaram walls in. "He was here the whole f$~!ing time?!" He shrugs. "Guess it's a party after all..."

"Actually, it seems like Baltaram knew very little about the subjects of his art, and he may never have seen the scenes that he depicted."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

"No! Listen to them! Don't go for a refill, it's important that you stay and listen! Seriously?! You have to go to the bathroom now? Just a few minutes, come on!"

Crafting: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Marcus tries to see how the mechanism is created, though he doesn't really know much about how such things work.

Marcus stares at the plants. But they were just plants. "Dr. Rolph, do you think Baltaram had any idea of what he was painting?"

Marcus takes a closer look at the squirrel as the others reveal it's nature. He tries to see if he can really tell if it used to be alive, but he just shrugs.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Marcus snorts at Grammy, then raises his voice to be heard by the women. "It's a shame no one will ever see those priceless pieces from Lastwall ever again. That you've seen them with you every own eyes, people would marvel at what you know!"

Is this baiting us to spread what we learned before?

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Marcus merely shrugs at the painting though he smiles when the others are able to catch out the painter for his lack of experience with the scene.

Marcus shrugs and glances at the others. "Not my idea of fun, but perhaps we ought to look into it? Whatever is going on, it ought to be the talk of the party, I guess."

Marcus shakes head and sets his maul down on the floor, holding th handle to prop it up. "Why am I not surprised that an innocent man might be framed in Galt?"

The man glares that the halfling for a moment. "But how we really know your uncle is innocent? Can we speak to him? And what's in the envelope?"

Marcus winces as the blade pierces his armor. "Right, time to bring down a bully!" He glares at the creature before hefting his maul and swinging it high to bring down on Glorzia.

Demoralize vs Will DC: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Power Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
Damage: 2d12 + 4 ⇒ (4, 11) + 4 = 19

◆ Demoralize
◆◆ Power Attack

Readied Action vs Brown: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 24
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

Marcus slams one of the dinos with his maul as it tries to bite him.

Fort Save, if needed: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27

Marcus rushes up to the creature and the tiny dinos. "Who are you? Did you take Babs?" He points back at the restrained dinosaur. He prepared to smash the dinos if they attack him.

◆ Move
◆◆ Ready an action to attack any dino who attacks him

I assume that's where the sound is coming from

Marcus races after the goblin. He stops short of the bound dino, looking around warily. "You think it's a trap? Should we release him?"
Perception +6 to look for traps

"What is that? The dinosaur might have hurt someone!" Marcus tries to locate the direction of the sound and begins moving towards it.

Maybe the Seek action? Perception +6

Marcus inspects the enclosure, looking for broken parts that may need to be mended.
Perception +6

Then he goes to gather materials for whoever might want to try and fix the pen.
Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Lastly, Marcus tries to go corral the dinosaurs, trying to move them towards the enclosure.
Nature: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

Marcus squints, reading the note. "Does that really says dinosaurs? Do you think we could ride them?!" The human hefts his maul from one shoulder to the other mostly effortlessly.

"Oh, we're having crab for dinner?!" Marcus grabs his oversized hammer and steps up to crack the shell on Green.

Attack vs Green: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

◆ Draw Maul
◆ Step
◆ Strike

What action is it to flip them? Would a trip do it?

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

"That's right! 'Never Give Up' 'Never Surrender!' Come on, everyone let's not let Linesnapper turn this competition into a farce. Help everyone repair the lines and then we can get back to it!"

Oh, playing a fighter in skill challenges...

Marcus waves to Baby Huey to catch his attention. "You're good at making things, right? Can you make a trap or a net and then I can drive the fish towards you?"

Doesn't really work unless someone can do a net or trap, but Marcus will try to use intimidate to purposely move the fish along.
Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Marcus then tries to impress the crowd as he leaps from rock to rock, trying to spot for his team. Eventually, you realize he's just having fun jumping from place to place.
Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

Eventually, he finds a section protected by a rock outcropping. Marcus lays down over the outcropping and, like an untrained simpleton, draws his shortsword and tries to quickly stab down at the fish.
Attack, piercing: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

When he is able to catch a fish on the point of his shortsword, Marcus leaps to his feet and displays his catch. "How's that for some first timers, eh? Just beginners luck or are we the real deal? What do you think?"
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Hero Point: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23

Spurred by the announcement, Marcus races off, despite not really knowing what a good spot looks like. He tries to elbow past others to find a place near where others are working.

Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Right. Done.

She gives Marcus a bow, "It's a pleasure Marcus. You can be on the team I'm putting together if you'd like. Be good to have your strength on our side!"

Marcus bows his head. "Always nice to be part of a winning team! If I can help hauling in the lines or wrestling our major catch, I'll hold my own!" He smiles at the siblings, though it's hard to hide that he might have never done anything like this before.

Athletics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

Society: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19

A young man in heavy armor strolls in with a mug and a large hammer on his shoulder. "Oh, a little fishing competition! Wonderful. It'll be a welcome distraction from the blasted heat. Lots to be caught in the Anthusis, I hear."

He introduces himself to the siblings. "I'm Marcus. So what kind of contraptions should we expect this time, Demed? What do you build?" He nods to the others nearby.

Thanks for running this, GM! And it was great to game with everyone. Sorry, this week got very busy for me.

Warfare Lore: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15