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Sweet.
This isn't the final...this is for the old character, but feel free to peruse the background info. It'll be the same pretty much, jsut need insight on what bits need to change name wise.

Follows quietly...
1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13

Usually only have time to post from work, and with the holidays it's been pretty hectic.

"I'm tryin' to figgur from what direction these shot's are coming from...go stab yur lizard"
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 Survival check

I've effectively a capacity of 12 rounds using 2 pistols, so if one of you all want that gun im ok with it.

"Thel, can yur trackin be of use here?"

Mord rushes and hits Grym's target.
1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Damage= 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Confirm=1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Damage= 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Initiative 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Im confused...are we going for a stealth kill here, cuz if we start shooting everyone will know we're here...

Mord just goes with the flow...

Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23

make that a 21 and 25 then :)

Mord shrugs, clearly indifferent on what to do with this man.

Dunno what happened to the above, but it was an 18 to hit...wouldnt have bothered rolling damage otherwise...

Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14 to keep things simple, he'll choose to go after everyone else, since he cahtted with Pissbucket
"I ain't wastin' bullets on zombies..." Mord rushes forward, and kicks the zombie in the head...
Charges final zombie.
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Damage 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

"How close are we to slate's camp, 'Bucket?"

Right on
Mord just grunts and nods affirmative, as he appears to have spotted them too.

Mord will go along with the group to Slate, but the town needs to be warned in case we fail.
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28

"Don't forget that many have gone after him, and he's got some magic item tellin him what's up. I think best thing to do is let him think everything is alright, then hit him when he ain't expectin' it. But if ya'll wanna go out in a blaze of glory, we can, I 'spose."

"Don't see how goin after 50 or more men is anything other than suicide. If the town's prepared, the unexpected counter attack might be distraction enough to single out Slate n' take him. You put a gun or a rifle on each roof, it's like shootin cattle in a canyon as they ride through. I doubt Slate hisself will lead the charge in, but I could be mistaken...and we'd be fightin him on our terms 'stead o his."

"Well, we could warn the town, and let him hit it. Then bushwhack him, and pin 'em between us and the town..."

"He's tellin' the right of it, though he may have a differnt idea of what a safe route is than us..."

Mord listens to the lizard feller intently, trying to discern any falsehoods...
Sense Motive 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Mord watches his bullets hit home, and his quarry fall, dragged likely to death by his own horse. "There's a lesson...don't hex animals, they all tend to not like it much..."
He turns and walks over to the rest of the group, camly reloading his revolvers, then sheathing them, as reverently as a samurai would his katana.
"That hexer have a bounty on 'im too? Mayhap we'll need to snag him up, too."
He looks at his party, seein the rapidly disappearing wounds.
"That hammer looked a might painful, Tal." he says with a smirk, then realizes he himself was shot.."Well hell's bells, sumb%&!& got me." He'll stand in line for heals, making sure everybody gets theirs before him. "What're we gonna do with the rank feller?" he says pitching his thumb over his shoulder at the lizardman.
At Embers query about the rife. "Naw ma'am, don't have much use fer rifles. I can fix yours though, if'n you need help wit it."

Mord says "Not today..." and fires 2 shots at the retreating Mudsnake, one of which using perfect shot.
Spending a ki point to extend touch AC to 70'
Shot 1 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13 <--using this one
PS 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Shot 2 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Damage Shot 1 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Damage Shot 2 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

4/7 Ki
3/5 grit
14/25 hp

Mord conjures an image in his mind's eye, steady rythym, just him n Waxton, ignoting the pain from the bullet...he opens his eyes and unleashes 3 rapid shots at Waxton
Ki point to gain extra attack at full bonus
Shot 1 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Shot 2 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Shot 3 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Damage Shot 1 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Damage shot 2 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Damage shot 3 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

HP 14/25
Ki 5/7
Grit 3/5

Just a friendly tip, might wanna step away from the dwarf before you try and shoot him : ) (I hope its okay with hints ..)

I'm a bonafide point blank master. I don't provoke fer using pistols in melee! Thanks though fer the heads up!

If'n Talured drops the dwarf, i'll fire at the caster instead

I already done kilt Mizuki!

Reflex 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Takes a step, drawing his other gun, taking two more shots with his other pistol, this time at Thorin, as he charges forward.
Burns a ki point to gain 4 AC for the round...
Shot 1 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
Shot 2 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Damage Shot 1 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9
Damage Shot 2 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Grit now 3/5
Ki now 6/7
HP 25/27

I'm kinda puzzled by this scenario...why would we let them close to melee range when we know this area is used by bandits. In a dog eat dog world like this, it doesn't make sense, at all, to let them close and give them the benefit of the doubt...

Mord will simply look at them.

"I dunno who you're used to trifflin' with out here, but you can guarantee one thing: Not all of you will be gettin' a cut of what you git from us, if anything. You may get us, but some o' you ain't goin home. I damn sure ain't gonna let you take my pistols without blood, so draw, or git.
Only two choices we got left here."

You want seperate K:local checks for each guy, or one roll?
Knowledge: Local 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12
Fort Save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Turns a bit green due to the unwashed fella...
"No offense mister, but could you git downwind o' us?"

Calmly draws his weapon as me moves his horse to take cover behind the wagon. He picks a target, and fires, twice.
He'll spend a Ki point to extend his range for his guns by 50', so touch ac out to 70'
Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
Flurry of Bullets
Shot 1 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28 oh snap!
Shot 2 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
Confirm shot 1 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

Damage Shot 1 4d8 + 1 ⇒ (1, 2, 4, 8) + 1 = 16
Damage Shot 2 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

6/7 ki left.
gain a grit 2/5 grit left.

Mord rides wit hthe essentials: Water, food, ammo n guns.
His straw hat protecting him from the sun, he scans the desert as he rides behind Ember...

Perception 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

"That there was Mizuki. Word is, don't mess with her. I saw her castin and looking at folks, and apprently when she looked at our Ember she didn't like what she saw, and skidaddled. She went up on the roof of the buildin we tracked 'er to. I figured she musta seen or heard us and went up. Didn't wanna pick a fight with a cat in a corner, especially when it throws spells about. Word is she also is part of an outlaw gang. If it's Slate's, then mayhap they know we're comin'..."

He seems to ponder somethign for a second, then motions to the roof, then motions to head back to the saloon...

Perception 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

Waits for Thel at the door.
"Saw a lady castin' at Ember. She jus' left."
He'll look out to the street, the try to slip out quietly.
Stealth 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Not to be messed with in what way? A witch? With guns? An ice queen?
What's her reputation?

Mord looks to see if anyone else gets up to go with her, then he'll look over at Thelnyss, and jerk his head in the direction of the door, and head that way, quickly.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

Do I recognize her?

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (17) + 11 = 28
Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31

Mord sits at the bar, and just observes...

Wow....nice rolls :)

"Sure we can head over to the Red Mist. Wouldn't mind some music."

No luck with Shao Lin then, I take it?
"Heya, Thel. Nope, still here." Nods at the suggestion to talk to the gnome.
"Half-elf, mayhap?" at the question.

Mord will try Shao Lin last then, and head over to the Clock n Gear.

After he mediates for an hour or so in a tea room, he'll give his thanks to the bartender, and head to the Azure Crane monestary, and see about asking the Sifu there about the jade sphere...

"I reckon I got everything I'll need. I'm gonna head over to the Zen Garden, then to the Crane monestary and get some meditatin' in, and maybe ask a few questions about that jade sphere. I'll meet ya'll at the Clock 'round supper time."
He'll tip his hat at the fellas, and bow slightly to Lianne and Ember.
He gets to the door and turns.
"Sumthin' you all might wanna keep in mind...we jus' jumped to the front of the line goin' after Slate, might be some folks in town won't take to kindly to that. Watch your...behinds."
He'll mosey on over to the Zen Garden.

I've seen warriors way.
It's cheesy as hell, but wow. Over the top, even more so than ninja assassins...

Listens to Grym as he recounts the offer...
"Sounds good."

Will it involve whales?

That'd be a right proper moniker...if'n we collect it. Till then, dunno.
Let's not put the cart before the horse and jinx ourselves.

Mord or Morde is fine.

Nods, and follows Thel back to the constable's office.

See these deep long marks ? They are from a hurried horse - and they are leading straight to the Salt Flats. Only the foolish or suicidal hurries there. Hard place to track in, but even harder to find fresh water...

Mord looks on with interest.