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Would Odd'n be the type to take a job cutting down trees? Because, he might fit right in.

Oh, absolutely! In fact.. the last pbp ended with odd'n running away from a sensually awkward encounter with some female clerics and off a cliff in a forest-- perhaps he was found by the loggers and nursed back to health to do their grunt work? The head wound received from the fall surely left poor Odd'n an amnesiac (hence level 1), but the young man is surely eager to make his new found 'friends' happy with his physical capabilities (chomping, ripping and smashing his way through brush and tree trunk alike.. no axe required).

I'd be very happy to join :)

The last group I was in dried up and it's been maybe a year or two since I've been apart of anything (so i will have to relearn the coding for in-game posts etc.) But I was really enjoying this character Odd'n.

In short he is a human unarmed fighter raised by an adoptive but brutal orc family. Somewhat dumb and unwise, but dedicated to his friends.. As few as they are.

Anywho, let me know.

Been more than a few days but..

Anyone still around? Or have a lead where Odd'n can adventure to next?

Word. I still am checking in once every few day :)

:(

TLGM; shall you RP her on in?

I said yes.

Norme said something about a succubus.

So I think we are still waitin' :P

I'm not pure fighter.. and since I'm not pure monk I still need armour :'(

But yessssss. I think having another martially-healy character would help the group. Norme and such are mystically magical and Odd'n is nothing but fists so. I vote TWICE yes :)

Aside from her impressive starting wealth... yea she looks good :P

(I'm just jealous you see. ha!)

Cooooooooooooooooooooool

Would certainly be amusing from Odd'ns perspective :P

Very good! :)

I'm down to either recruit another, or just hibernate until he returns. I check in every few days when things fall into a lull so I'll be around!

So.....?

Odd'n nervously peeks around Garret to make sure the naked lil' Halfling isn't following after him as well.

"Al-alright.. fine. I'll go up and try to find this hive.. or temple. I'm going east by northeast, as the vulture flies, and so might lose sight of you all in the brush below. Aside from the trail I beat through the brush back there it looks like it will be hard going. Are.. are you sure you can navigate the brush? I've been raised in wilderness like this and am perhaps more suited for navigation through the jungle.."

I know it is tempting, but tryyyyyyyy to pick an option before looking at the dice rolls :P

Aside from the lady 'entertainers' that were a common sight around the fighting pits, Odd'n hasn't had any intimate interaction with anyone... so I tried to channel my inner five year old.

Eyes looking around wildly, Odd'n hears a voice he recognizes and half turns to address Garret. He is startled when he sees both the mayor and Garret heading straight for him, but regains enough sense to avoid tumbling down the cliff beside him. Odd'n begins babbling at their approach.

"Yes. East north east! What in the blazes does a hive look like? I don't imagine that bee thing could fit in a bee-hive! Plus.. I am not one to even know what this temple SHOULD look like. And dangers.. what dangers? Hey.. are they following you too? Please say no.."

Odd'n runs right up to the ledge before he has sense enough to stop. Looking around wildly, Odd'n searches for either a rocky & easily-scaled section of cliff to scramble down or-- in the absence of such a route-- something to break his fall!

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Yes.. East north east..

Maybe don't RP this post in until the others respond to Odd'n running off. TLGMs discretion of course :P

TO THE JUNGLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Odd'n awkwardly tries to avert his eyes, but they kept finding ways back to the little Halfling before him. Almost certainly uncomfortable with the present situation in private (a nude woman before him and no idea how to handle it), Odd'n is mortified by it in public. Feeling the eyes of the others around him, Oddn's skin begins to prickle.. then crawl.. then itch.. then burn. His ears now deaf to the voices of his party behind him, Odd'n finds he can't handle the situation anymore and decides his best option at this point is to run as fast as he can into the jungle in the direction suggested by Luisa.

Yes. East by Northeast.. surely they will follow.. yes..

Survival; East by Northeast: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Odd'n is trained in survival and inherently knows where North is, but hopefully this roll has him running in a more.. correct line..

I think I need to take a note from Norme's book.. you really incorporate the RP into your posts. It's awesome!!

"Lady of freedom you say? I think we can see eye-to-eye on that! I don't dare say Milani worries much about beauty and sexuality however-- after all, look at me!" Odd'n finishes with an awkward curtsey and a twirl.. clearly not informed on proper formal male protocol.

"It does sound like a ways back and around, so I must ask-- is there some trail perhaps between here and there? I'm not entirely lost in the wilderness. If there is some path you know of that I may be able to lead my companions through we could take it... and if there is no path, perhaps I may beat one through this bush! I know north, I feel it in my bones.. engraved upon me by my parents. With a few waypoints I'm sure I could take us there.."

YAY :D :D :D

Hearing the name of a god he is not yet familiar with; which-- to be fair-- is most any god aside from Milani; brings Odd'n out of the stupor he found himself in upon seeing the temple. "Arshea.. what.. or who.. is he.. or uhm.. she? And why.. why would you build THIS way up here?" Odd'n turns, arms spread, to take in the majesty of the temple before him.

Huge move so.. understandable!! :P

Odd'n is rummaging in the brush; the direction we take is up to Garret and Norme :P

Odd'n informs the others of what he believes the markings (or lack thereof) are telling him about their respective choices. Shrugging to himself, Odd'n addresses Tanwen further. "Well, is this temple a popular destination for travellers, merchants and the common man.. or an out-of-the-way den for those seeking.. whatever would make a man walk out of his way..? The answer to that should give us direction enough-- what with the right road being well travelled and the left.. fairly maintained..."

Odd'n looks to Garret, then Norme, then past Jezebeth to avoid her surreal beauty... his eyes falling on the forests beyond her. While this lot decides maybe I can find me another one of them cacti.. that last one bought quite a few rations. Silently (and rather awkwardly), Odd'n trudges from his group and begins crawling amongst the bushes and brush built up along the road and a small distance into the forest; eyes peeled for any cacti, mushroom, or natural irregularity that might hint at something useful.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 lol

Odd'n trudges a ways down each path; first the left before circling back to his companions, then the right; stopping to inspect the ground every few feet to try to discern which road seems most travelled.

Survival; find tracks: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

"Yes.. surely.. the beasts of this land may be many but is it not funny for one to place itself so.. in way of civilization? But yes.. onwards. Garret.. Norme.. is this corpse of any good or use to your lot? I've heard stories in the pits that certain parts of wild beasts offer aggression and strength.. amongst other things!"

Odd'n winks to Garret at the comment about 'other things'.

Odd'n grumbles out loud as he surveys the ground. "Well, it would seem this beasty here was here alone.."

Standing tall to stretch his back, Odd'n extends his arms and rolls his wrists to let the battle tension fade from his body. "Aye, and this heat doesn't help the matter.. distracting and draining. What say you fire-man," Odd'n asks of Minoj, "..is this heat I'm feeling from you or is it the way of this land? Has the weather been irregular as of late?"

Walking to the dying beast, Odd'n kicks at its limp arm. "And.. this.. common around these parts?"

I'm posting this out of order, but I presume Garret/the party will finish off the ape and combat will be over. In any case, this post can be answered after Garret posts. I'm just eager for more ADVENTURES!!!! :D

Odd'n steadies himself as the battle dies down around him, his companions moving about the edges of his vision as he remains focused on the beast. I.. I wonder if it is alone.. he ponders, his attention shifting to the ground around them-- searching for tracks to get an idea of where the beast came from and if it had any friends around.

Survival; tracks: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (10) + 5 = 15

And sorry to be a bother, but can Odd'n predict the weather for the day ahead of them? Rolled a 17 for that a few posts back..

@TLGM; no rend damage? ;P

So Garret; maybe Odd'n and you can dream a dream about fantastical items that will make things amusing in the future.

Or silly combat ideas? Throw something out here..

FIND OUT NEXT MONTH on-- THE DESTINY OF THE QUEEN ;P

But seriously-- whuzzup?

Zo.

So, it has been 4 days since a meaty post that moved things along. I think we talked about this in the past when we had a lot of people and they would just disappear, and maybe we can bring it back-- allowing TLGM to just bot the missin' person after 2 or 3 days.

Yes? Maybe? No?

I think Garret goes after the ape, and already posted he is slipping off his mount and readying his bow so.. Odd'ns turn?

Odd'n is rocked by the beasts claws, the first tearing into his flesh between his tied together leathers and ripping away a bit of the roping that was holding things in place. Recoiling from the hit, Odd'n brings his arm up to hold where his armor was penetrated-- this unfortunately giving the ape the perfect opportunity to bite down on his forearm!

"BLOODY HELLS! Milani take this beast!!!" he shouts, wrenching his arm free from the beasts maw. His blood boiling as his wounds burn and begin to itch, Odd'n unleashes all hell upon the ape as he slashes at the beasts abdomen before lunging for its throat with his own teeth.

At the end of his assault his vision dims and all Odd'n can hear is his heart pounding in his ears. This lasts a mere moment, but before his senses return Odd'n sees a flash of Milani's messenger in his mind. Aye, this beast is an innocent of nature.. but it stood between us and the innocents taken by that.. that thing! This must be done..

EDIT! I forgot to add my armor check penalty to my 'ride' skill check; it is (-2). Thankfully I still hit that 20 though ;P

Initiative: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Ride; fast dismount: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Having come down to discuss with the group which route they were to follow, Odd'n is startled by the mayors sudden gesture towards the beast. In a blink of an eye, the beast turns towards them-- its posture clearly aggressive. Sliding forward from his saddle and landing on his feet, Odd'n takes the briefest moment to smile at Phara for having mind enough to lower her head and allow him to dismount off her shoulders and over her neck.

While the others prepare themselves, Odd'n springs ahead into combat. As he draws up near the beast, Odd'n lashes out at the beasts midsection-- putting all his weight and momentum behind a punch that would have knocked the wind out of any man.

Pwr Atk: 1d20 + 2 + 4 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 2 + 4 + 1 - 1 = 13
Dmg: 1d6 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 + 2 = 10

"Giddy-up!" Odd'n shouts as he jabs at the birds with his heels. Phara merely turns her head to the man and squawks in his face in defiance. Must not back down Odd'n thinks to himself. Slowly leaning forward, bringing his face closer and closer to the birds, Odd'n is taken by surprise when Phara begins sprinting forward a few feet before taking to the air in a few quick flaps of her wings. "MILAAAAAANIIIIIII SAAAAAAAAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" is all the big man can get out as he rises above the city, Phara smart enough to follow after the mayor.

Once the bird reached a comfortable height, for itself-- not Odd'n, and stopped flapping so incessantly, the ride became a little more smooth and Odd'n found he could finally untense. It wasn't until this point that he also realized he had been holding his breath. Taking in a few quick gulps to calm himself, Odd'n awkwardly sits upright to take in the view. This, unfortunately, caused a shift in his weight which Phara took to mean HIGHER and causing the ride to get a little bumpy.

This went on for the next little bit, Odd'ns changing posture being interpreted by the bird to fly higher, lower, faster or slower. By the time he had reached the city limits, Odd'n had managed to figure this out and knew his weight balance in the saddle, be it forward or back, and grip on the bridle were used to have the bird behave. "Well Phara, you may not look it.. but you may make a valiant steed just yet! In Milani's name-- ONWARD!" Odd'ns shout is met with a cry from Phara as they dove down towards the Mayor and back up, then circling around as their party continued on its way.

Perception; irregularities in the road ahead: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
Survival; predict weather for day ahead DC15: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

I haven't done much flying in my pathfinder experience, so if I need to role a 'fly' or 'handle animal' let me know! I'll do some reading myself in the mean time as well.

Odd'n smiles stupidly at the stout man as his stead impatiently hops from foot to foot, flexing and flapping it's wings in preparation of the flight to come.

yaaayyyyy adventure

Odd'n tries his best to act indifferent to the birds show of prowess, but his curiosity towards the Phara keeps winning over. "Phara, nice name for a funny beast.." he slowly speaks to the beast as he takes the reins to tug the it outside. Phara resists; the beast rears up and emits a rather painful screech. Odd'n returns it in kind. Staring the bird in the eyes, he shouts at the thing for all he is worth before attempting to lead the bird outside once again. "Come Phara, Milani won't much appreciate us fighting before we even get going."

Odd'n walks outside with Phara, chuckling at the birds awkward hopping gait as he goes. He makes a point to stand back from the mayor, still uncertain about the fire-man. Seeing Garret sitting atop a large lizard-like beast brings a much louder laugh; "I've seen nobleman on horses, even a nobleman on a stag.. but a nobleman on a lizard?! AHAHAHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

Wiping tears from his eyes, Odd'n turns to Phara once again. "Alright beasty, no funny stuff." He takes a moment to lock eyes with the beast before mounting it, no so quietly muttering a prayer to Milani the entire time. Looking back to the stable he sees that Norme and his companion are still deciding on what to take. "Aye, come now! We've held Garret up already this morn' and now you got me waiting for you! Pick something and let us be off!"

His first impression of the beast was not too good, but after inspecting each of the other available mounts Odd'n returned to the vulture to eye it up once more. Well, what are looks worth in this world? May not be as beautiful as Milani's, but perhaps it suits me. An ugly beast for an ugly man.. he thinks with a chuckle as he slowly reaches out the stroke the birds neck. But.. how in the blazes do I ride this..?!

Waving over a stable boy, Odd'n asks for directions on how to mount the thing.. and stay on it in flight.

Heyhey, a west coast brother :P Alrightalright! Amurican or Canadian?

Odd'n, amazed by the variety of creatures, walks amongst the beasts. Maybe.. maybe one such as Milani's messenger may be found. Oh the glory of gliding into combat atop such a creature..

Perception; types of mounts: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Zo.

TLGM; wanna just assume we all found our way to Garret and you can set the stage for our trip outta town? ;D

Don't think Odd'n knows the barracks were our martialing point. But if its all the same-- Norme and I will follow Tanwen there unless he or TLGM have any objections?

Seeing the priestess speaking to a server, Odd'n nudges Norme with his booted foot before leading them over to Tanwen. "Well priestess, it would seem we may have missed your man this 'morn. The morning rolls in-- lead us to Garret so we may be on our way.."

Is Garret in our room doing his magics, or in the common area?

Odd'n shrugs at the mans comments. "I don't quite know why you are reporting.. to.. me.." he ends with an awkward stutter. "The noble is our connection with mayor, and besides- he just ran up to his room without paying me no heed moments ago. Don't know how you missed him, guess it may have been someone else. But I must say.. something about the way he carried himself made me think it was him from where I sat.."

Picking at the last of the plate, Odd'n pushes himself back from the table and stands up. "What say you we go find him, eh? He insisted on an early start and I've had time enough for two meals!"

Worked for me. Was in vegas since sunday ;P ill be home tomorrow and back to regular posting!

Hopefully Homeros doesn't get shanked and robbed on his way home ;P That would be a true tragedy..