Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
A woman in stylish men's attire sits by the fire with her booted feet up upon the hob, a lit pipe in her mouth. The smoke hovers around her face and head as she looks down upon a broadsheet on her lap. She looks up at the Dwarf's challenge and smirks. "If you're offering drinks, I'll take one." she says and chuckles.
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll sighs, and looks to her companions. "Anyone have anything that might fortify me against its paralyzing touch?" she asks, waiting for a response (or any spells) before descending into the hold cautiously, and once within range, jabbing the hook on her Guisarme at the Ghoul's leg and yanking back hard to try and upend him and off his feet. Move and attempt a Trip 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll chops down on one of the Zombies with her Guisarme. "Why don't you come up? I bet you've been bored down there so long. I don't suppose Zombies are very good card players." she says back to the Ghoul. Guisarme 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Forgot Shortswords are Piercing only... Moll, realizing her swords are going to be less than effective against Zombies from past experience, drops them and picks up her Guisarme. She swings it at one of the Zombies furthest from her. Drop swords, pick up Guisarme, and attack #2
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Someone is welcome to use Moll's Guisarme. Moll nods and delays until one of the Undead makes its way up. "Maybe someone open the hatch and let Yanbrel drop his little surprise down on them." she comments. "I've got one of those myself and some Holy Water." she adds, nodding towards her belt.
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll strides over and retrieves her dagger after the enemy falls. She thanks Kargen for the healing. "That villain struck hard, and thanks to Yanbrel I'm back on my feet, and with your generous healing I am almost at my best again." she says, then draws out a wand of her own and offers it to Kargen. "You can use mine if you like." she adds with a wink. Still down 5, but you can use a charge or two from my wand.
"So, we need to do some research then?" she asks. "To cure our friends?"
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll advances, a sword in one hand, and draws a dagger as she crosses the gang plank from the ship. She slips past Yanbrel and hurls the dagger overhand at the enemy, but the weapon whistles past him. Move, draw dagger as part of the move action, then throw dagger.
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
After climbing up onto the boat, Moll finds herself with more momentum than she had anticipated, and kicks a coil of rope that is lying on the deck towards the man. Dirty Trick to give the Entangled condition 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll reaches up and, with a smile, punches the man in the unmentionables. "Why must people always call me that? That was a long time ago." she says. Combat Maneuver to give the Sickened condition. 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17 She then attempts to climb up onto the boat. Climb 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll rolls her eyes at Angruf. "Must an ill name I carry because of ill acts I've done?" she mutters theatrically. She does however take his hint and noses around some, looking for a small boat to borrow that will accommodate the Pathfinders. Perception 1d20 ⇒ 11
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Knowledge: Local 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26 Moll eyes the men with a slight smirk on her lips. "Well, glad to hear you're going to recognize our importance." she says, while turning to look at the walls on either side. She has shifted her stance to shield her right side from their view, and attempts to draw the sword on that hip without them seeing. Sleight of hand 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Knowledge: Local roll 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27 That's all I get? Ha! XP Moll, in a fine new cloak, nods and stands up. "We'll head straight over there. He still lives in Greydog Manor, on Parkview street in the Ivy District?" she asks.
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
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Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll, taking a dangerous bite from the Dragon, goes into a defensive stance, but keeps the creature's focus, allowing her allies to get behind it. When it falls, or rather disassembles, she sighs in relief and steps back. "If anyone has a touch of healing, I can use a touch." she says.
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Hearing the approach of the monsters, walks slowly closer, eyeing her comrades with determination. "Looks like we're going to have a dance on our hands." she says, her swords at the ready. She slips into a defensive stance. Move, Ready to attack defensively. Current AC 18.
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll affixes her rope with grappling hook on the ledge and slides down the rope to arrive at the same time as the others will be piling out of the lift. She readies her swords when she lands, and eyes the Gnome suspiciously while the others talk.
Female Human Fighter (Cad) 3 HP 27/27, F +5, R +5, W +2, Init +3, Per +0
Moll is down 8 Moll watches the thugs go. "Begone, thou poxy bastards!" she calls after them. "Well, we handled ourselves without too many embarrassments." she says. "I took a few scratches though." At the structure, Moll looks into the darkened interior. "Anyone got a light?" she asks.
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