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| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() Max concentrates on Red, convinced by the efficacy of his shark's tooth attack. Duelling Sword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 201d8 + 2 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 2 + 3 + 1 = 7 "I'm sorry, fishboy, but you started that." Max steps to Blue and slashes at him too. Duelling Sword: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 31d8 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 2 + 1 = 7 ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() "This shark tooth reminds you of bigger fish, doesn't it?" Max enforces a Personal Antithesis on his opponent and slashes with his sword. Dueling Sword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 91d8 + 2 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 2 + 1 + 3 = 11 Hero point Dueling Sword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 101d8 + 2 + 1 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 + 3 = 14 ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() Reflex: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10 "Now, my fishy antagonist, what does the opposite of floating your boat?" Max uses Exploit Vulnerability Esoteric Lore: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16 ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() Max draws his sword, steps to red, waves his lantern and slashes downwards. "Magic!? In a bar fight?!" Duelling Sword: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 121d8 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 1 + 2 = 7 ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() "I'll give it a go, too. I'm more of a lover than a fighter, but I'm happy to oblige the lovely captain." he smiles and gets a dart. Dart: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13 Let's get lucky Dart: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24 ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() "I do love a host who gets the drinks in! It's a great pleasure to meet you." Max says with a florid bow. He then takes up a drink and downs it in one. "Bottoms up!" Fort Save vs potent liqour: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() Straightening himself up, Max casually swans over to the harbourmaster, smiling the whole time. "Good day, sir! Are you OK to speak right now?" Max does not actually pause to let the dwarf answer. "I'll make this quick so I don't get in your way. You have the air of someone with authority and knowledge. You don't happen to know where Captain Stella Fane would be drinking tonight, do you?" Diplomacy: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23 ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() Along the way, Max has flirted with Benarry and enjoyed sailing and leading the crew in sea shanties. "Do we know her favourite tavern or do we work our way around them all? But otherwise, find Fane, get her to sign, don't lose the contract or end up dead?" Before diving off the side, "This certainly isn't the weirdest way I've ever got to a gig." ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() "I LOVE company! I can almost taste the adventure on the high seas and in the raucous taverns! I'm Max, Max Val'Doon, entertainer and cunning agent." he bows with a flourish. As they are at the Grand Lodge and Max is accustomed to seeing all manner of weird, he just assumes everyone has useful talents and should be there. ![]()
| NG Human Lounge Singer (Thaumaturge) 1 | HP 17/17 | AC 18 | F: +5, R: +6, W: +5 | Perc: +5 | Speed 25ft | Active conditions: None. | ◆ | ◇ ◈ | ↺ |
![]() "A voyage? To the Shackles? Sailors and taverns? A magnificent idea! To the sea!" The dashing male human half-sings his conversation with himself. Of average height and wearing studded leathers over a fashionable, pirate-like outfit, he places his wide-brimmed hat back on his head. He has a duelling sword at his left hip and an odd-looking lantern on the right. He moves with grace and gives a dazzling smile to anyone he sees. A hand crossbow is attached to the side of his backpack. |