Melchior was about to go so the mine but seeing everyone moving toward dinning hall just flows along.
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Nice, thanks :)
If target of overrun choses to avoid it still gets attack of opportunity against initiator of overrun? I guess yes, just making sure i didn't missed anything.
Melchior pulls the body by the leg, moving it from beneath the cart, while still holding gretsword in his right hand.
"So what is the closest path to water source?" - Melchior said while poking body with his foot.
Hmm, Tsuto was pretty ok for my party, as they tried to surround him from both sides he did stunning fist on cleric (as AoO cos cleric cast spell) and then tumbled over fighter, pretty much making a chokepoint so only 1 person can attack him, and others had to shoot into melee. He is pretty screwed if got bad roll on acrobatics check tho.
I guess it is not possible to submit post with only "[dice] bla bla /dice]", need to add some regulard words too. Or at least it was my problem.
Melchior lazily walk forward, looking around.
"Melchior looks at berry with cold glance, then hides it in the inner pocket of his garments. He walks to the mine, gazing into the darkness"
"Don't you mean this moans was made after their death and not before? Idea of people who died from plague start to rise from graves bothers me. I hope Father Samual knows his job"
"I am here because my blade is tired of waiting. Whatever is haunting this mine soon to meet its judgement."
"It is divine will of Gorum that protects me. If he wishes me to die, i will do so in battle and not from some desease."- Melchior brandishes his greatsword. "Now is high time for this kobolds to pay for those people's calamities."
Upon waking up Melchior prays to Gorum, then heads straight to the mine.
"Well that was not what i expected, but i dont see why not. It is no matter if we celebrate before or after we delt with this problem." - Melchior said with almost arrogant confidence and followed Grun.
"My name is Melchior, and must admit that i look forward to fight this creatures as much as i thrive to help people of this town. Would your offer to include a mug of ale i see no reason to decline it."
Elf's face broke into wicked smirk as he said:
- In such a state to see all this people, it saddens me, as while death in battle is a glory, dying from this... desease... is rather fate unfortunate. If can be shared by you, any information about the plague would be helpful, for this was i sent here for. - he said while looking at sick people lying around.
A figure appeared on the horison. It slowly walk along the road and as it came closer feauture became more recognizable - male, 5'10" tall wearing long white coat unbuttoned atop of his cuirass. Cape that fall down from his shoulders weave slightly on the wind while his head is covered by white hood that also hides his eyes. The holy symbol dangling from his neck are clanking on his chest plate as he walks into the town by the main road. He then stand for a second and approaches closes person he can see saying:
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