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Acrobatics: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24 Paul followed in relative silence. The group seemed nice enough, but he knew you could learn a lot just keeping your mouth shut. The theories being thrown around seemed far fetched, but then again so did interdimensional transportation, and magical embodying of gems into manifested weapons. His profession dictated that one must be able to go with the flow, and he meant to. "Buildings are our best bet. We need to supply gather intel, and plan an appropriate course of action."
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Paul had left the others when he found out what they were trying to achieve. Choose a gem, open a set of bars he moved through the dark tunnel back into the room he had woken in. Searching the three reliefs, he came to the one of the man with tools and a dragon behind him. He looked happy. Paul could see no gem, but knew one should be there, he began to run his very trained fingers over the surface, with the precision of a safe cracker. Feeling for hidden trips or seamless edges. Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
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I'm assuming that I would have some pretty awesome thieving stuff on my person but I'll let you decide that MDT. Paul blinked awake, forcing himself not to groan from the pain. It was pretty dark, he held his eyes open and counted to thirty, allowing his eyes to adjust to the dark. He heard voices in several different languages, some of which he spoke. Standing he checked himself for injuries, patting down his black turtleneck, black cargo pants, commando gloves, and black climbing shoes. There was one entrance to the cavern he was in, he moved to it and down the tunnel to an opening. Moved to area 7 to scope out the area and people in area 4. |