M Tiefling 1 Rogue - AC 14
Onyx nodded and said, loudly enough to be heard by the others "It's been a long day for all of us, we were devoured by Golarion itself! If anyone here says that they aren't exhausted, they're a lying ass." More quietly he added "The day has taken it's toll on us all. I worry for my father and the rest of Kenabres, but we're stuck down here for Nethys knows how long... one arrow. That's how many I've landed since the fall. One. I don't know if it's that noble prick, the maggot, or everything else, but I'm far from my best too. So push past that voice. Tell it to shove it the best way you know how. Prove it wrong. Continue leading us out of here, and get us back to the real fight." Onyx slapped Damon's shoulder as he continued to put things in order.
M Tiefling 1 Rogue - AC 14
Onyx felt a searing pain on the side of his neck, and before he had a chance to react his vision faded to black. Death Save: 1d20 ⇒ 11
Onyx felt as though he had only blinked, but he awoke to find himself lying on the rocky ground. Again. He blinked his eyes and looked up to find Damon's shield interposed between him and the maggot. As he blinked blearily he said weakly "Hmm, my very own knight in shining armour. Until now I never knew what all the fuss was about."
HP: 15 AC: 13(15) Druid 2 | Saves - Str: 0, Dex: 2, Con: 1, Int: 3, Wis: 5, Cha: 1 | Init: +2
Kudvathalas watched the wolf tear into his Dwarven companion. He watched her fall, unconscious. He delayed for only a moment as his gaze shifted between the wolf, Katra, the refugees and the Hobgoblin. The choice was easy, Kudvathalas pulled the healing potion from his pouch and started to move towards Katra. That's when it happened. Cue dramatic wild magic surge Kudvathalas' jaw couldn't help but drop at the display of power his tiny companion just displayed. "Desna's wings..." After a beat he regained his composure and approached Katra, giving the scorched hole that used to be a wolf a wide berth. He knelt at her side, and poured the healing potion into her mouth. Healing Potion: 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (4, 3) + 2 = 9 With the most pressing job complete, he looked to Cheshire and said with a bit of a grin "I'm glad you're with us. That was incredible." |