Randrashar the Shining's page

I do, but I'm away from it at the moment with no access to it.

Could someone add me?

Hey all, starting tomorrow I'll be camping for a few days. Bot me when necessary please.

"Alright, here is the plan. Billy, I need as much fire as you can muster. Silas, make sure Billy is safe. Get to one side of them. Sarah, get around to the other side and do...whatever it is you so. Winst, with me. We're going to get them head on. Blaze unit, let's go!"

"Well, to properly come up with a distraction I'd need a map for some planning. General, do you have anything that might resemble that?

Randrashar reporting!

Randrashar finds an empty bed, and sits down on it, cross-legged. He closes his eyes and begins reciting mantras in Draconic, speaking of the power of light and crystal.

"I am Randrashar the Shining, descendant of the crystal dragon Rankadrashandir the Shimmering Glory and chosen of the Primal Dragon Cult. I am inclined to agree with Remish. I am suspicious of this General."

Randrashar's crystal claws retract back into his hands and his scales stop glowing. He staggers over to a rock and braces himself against it, breathing heavily. After resting a moment, he walks over to Remish and smiles, "Well fought. It seems the blood of dragons has not failed us."

Randrashar attacks bandit next to him, ripping into him with his claws while his crystalline scales slash into the poor man.

Claw 1: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Claw 2: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Damage 1: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Damage 2: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

My aura remains in place, dealing a point of slashing damage.

Upon seeing the bandits enter, Randrashar smiles menacingly. He bellows, "Now this is a fight. Blood of dragons, give me strength!" His glass-like scales flash with energy, and his hands morph into jagged crystal claws. He lets out a deafening roar, his voice taking on an unearthly timbre. He runs at the nearest bandit, his talons raking into the man with incredible strength. As he slashes at the bandit, his scales form a cutting ridge along his forearm and slash with razor sharp shards of crystal at the bandit.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10
Randrashar moves towards the bandit, activating his Draconic Manifestation to deal 1 point of piercing damage to all enemies within 5 feet. He then attacks with one of his claws.

Okay, I have access to a computer so I've added myself to the map.

I don't believe Randrashar is on the map or in the initiative.

Having noticed Remish looking over at him, Randrashar jogs towards the sorceror. He greets him in Draconic, "Beneficium dare draconis? Salutem te, et dare veniam pro me mane: Confudisti hodie. Tres autem sunt lupi simul et pugnare?"

Randrashar smiles, his crystalline scales glinting in the sun. He laughs and says, "Ha, wolves are no match for a dragon!"

Randrashar chuckles and follows along with the group.

Randrashar steps forward, the sun glinting off of crystalline scales on his hands and arms. He says loudly in a strangely accented voice, "I shall be Unit Leader, but I look forward to what competition others may pose. All glory to the victor!"

Here's my alias for Randrashar, ready to join in.