Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
The dwarven monk takes a step 5 ft. to the side and continues to punch the creature in front of him. Punch left: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22 Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman moves closer to the guy nearest to him and prepares to punch him when the brawl goes off. ready attack
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman tries to enjoy the ride with the dogs, which seems impossible. He's hyperventilating due to the lack of oxygen in the thin air. At least the dogs are doing most of the work. the dwarf thinks. Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9 "Where?!" the dwarf shouts when he hears Yarricki's warning and clings to the sled.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Kn. local: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
"Thank you for the information. I assume it takes us more than a day to reach the top. Do you know any good spots for camping?"
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Not thinking any more Raman just slams his fists into the remaining creature.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Knowing that this might be his last action, he once more swings his fists against the already injured creature. the one in front of Boom
Raman is obviously left-handed
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman slams his fists at the next creature coming through the doorway.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
In case he can fight around the corner, please reduce the attacks for cover
"Titus, step back so Aldur and me can flank!"
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
"Don't let them get through the doorway! We can fight them one after the other!" Raman shouts while Swinging his fists at the creature in front of him.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
no retreat, that thing must die! Raman uses his flurry of blow attack against the worm.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman tries to get rid of the parasite and tries to get his arm out of the creature's entanglement. Excape Artist: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Just curious, but where did Raman get 10 damage after Aldur's healing? I count 3 damage from the worm + 2 Str damage + 2 Con damage. Did I miss something?
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
"Thank you!" Raman thanks Aldur for the healing. "Shall I have a look?" Raman asks and attempts to walk into the water to see how deep it is. Raman would enter the water up to his chest and move back if it is deeper.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Realizing what he just did, Raman throws up two times, getting out the rotten flesh from his body. "It tastes like it smells, not worth trying. Sorry, Zykos, I don't know what happened to me." "I wouldn't say no to Cookies and water to get out the foul taste of my mouth. But keep away the bacon, please." Raman says and chokes. After drinking some water and the lap on the back of his head Raman turns at Zykon. "Thanks, I deserve that." Raman has -1 lethal HP and -5 non-lethal
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman stumbles back from the pain. Why does the chicken kebab strike at me? he thinks. After Titus knocks him down he crawls towards the burned body in the corner. Mhm, this smells like fried pork. And it's still warm! after picking out the maggots, swollowing them whole and licking his fingers he takes a big bite from the foul corpse. If Raman is still able to talk:
"You have to try this, it's delicious! They even put small pieces of bacon inside!" He takes a second and third bite, he's not getting enough of it. His face is covered with rotten flesh and you can see maggots in his beard. Some of them still crawling. And I don't need lunch today *urks*
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman crosses the room, still eyeballing the witch face relief. He carefully tries to open the door on the other side of the room but stays away from the burnt corpse as far as he can.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman rubs the bruise on his shoulder. "Ouch, damn idols." He has a look at Aldur's real face. "Oh, you are one handsome guy, no need to hide your face!" Raman says with a smile. Raman sees only a door and Zykon who looks nervous. "What's wrong with the door? Looks like a regular one. Let's see what's behind." the dwarf says and steps up to the door to push it open.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman is a new agent on his first mission :( Raman rumbles through the stuff in his backpack and picks some torches. "Great, they sell a kit with torches, but don't add lighters. Stupid." Raman mumbles. Raman has 10 torches in his monk's kit, but nothing to light them...
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
"Leave us alone!" Raman shouts while furiouly slamming his fists at the guy in front of him.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Seeing the man in front of him dropping he slams his fists against the one standing in front of Aldur.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman takes a step back and tries to hit the man in front of him (-4)
Sorry for the delay again, the hotel's firewall blocked paizo.com completely so I could not post and mobile internet in a foreign country is extremely expensive. I'm back home now so at least a post a day.
Male Dwarf Unchained Monk 5; 39/39 HP; AC 21; TCH 15; FF 16; F +6; R +10; W +3; CMB+8; CMD 23; Speed 30FT; Init +4; Perception +7;
Raman raises his fists to strike the first creature which gets close enough to be hit.
"This site is really disturbing. Stay away, dwarven flesh is poisonous for you! Especially if it hits your head!"
About ErimisERIMIS
Init +5; Senses low-light vision; Perception +3 DEFENSE
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Erimis is somewhat better looking than average for an aquatic elf. Of course for surface-dwelling races that makes him somewhat grotesque. He has a fishy appearance, with a round, toothy mouth and prominent gills. His midnight blue hair flows around his greenish turquoise, scaly skin as if carried by the currents, even when he is above the water's surface. Years of study has given him a permanently downturned mouth but his eyes are alight with curiousity. He wears no armor and carries only meager possessions. The only weapon one notes offhand is the trident slung across the back of his always-wet cloak. History Erimis always had a particular knack for the arcane arts, even more than most of his race. His tribe occupied a coral reef along the continental shelf and everyone there knew he would become an important wizard and told him so throughout his childhood. He was sent to the Tolarian Academy in the large underwater city a few hundred leagues away to fulfil his destiny. Unbeknownst to his tribe and even his family, he resented the pressure they put on him to succeed and as a result barely did well enough in his studies to remain at the school. He enjoyed learning but he didn’t care for the strict study necessary for wizard training. After several decades at the apprentice level, he ultimately left the wizard school and decided to make his way alone. He had not gotten far when all the chaos began. Since then he has been surviving using the basic training and natural aptitude he possesses. He has no idea what has become of his people and is just seeking some sort of permanency to start building a new life around. Age 137 |
