Reinar Rolstad's page

Well, it seems I can't keep up with the game's pace, so I rather tap out than disrupt it with my delays, wish you all an excellent gaming experience going foward.

After finding somewhere to have a bath, Reinar goes to the Jack'a'Napes.

"I wouldn't know, maybe some great music or something like that?", he says, drinking from his ale.

"Weird, one second she is almost scolding me for not holding her waist and the other she doesn't want to look at my face.", he shrugs. "Guess I'll take up that other offer...But fist, some ale is in order, and a bath, yeah."

Sorry, internet issues and life stuff happened

Reinar would like 3 javelins from the bugbears if there are any left

Reinar is surprised by the ladies reaction, its a harsh contrast from being publicly booed for trying to save a village. He answers Cirthana.

"What? Did I do anything wrong? I assure, you, Lady Cirthana, you're the only one I have eyes on right now, and as you said, you're safe from my presence, aren't you?", he winks. "I currently worship no gods, for I rather depend on my own power and grow it through practice. I've heard very little of Iomedae or Cayden Cailean back home, though Gorum has a small altar on my village."

As they arrive at Savram's house, Reinar waits in silence.

"If you're not coming to fight me I guess I'll take the killing to you!", Reinar will rage and charge at the southest one.

Attack vs Blue(PA, Rage, Guidance): 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 7 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 = 17

CA is an atrocious 13/8/11

"Come and get me, idiots!", Reinar assumes a defensive posture.

Total Defense, AC is 21/16/15

Reinar dismounts after Cirthana, trying to do it as fast as possible.

Quick Dismount: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (7) - 1 = 6

He still takes more than he'd like, so he just waits to counterattack with manfeller in hand.

Readying to strike if a Bugbear gets close

"Never been good with horses, hopefully this one won't snap with my weight...", he mutters, mounting. "I'm ready!"

"Sounds like a plan.", Reinar nods.

"Indeed.", Reinar says, absent minded. "I need to improve my technique..."

As they get to the throne room.

"Our business here ends, King Kerrdremak, may you have a fair and long reign."

Will Save(Rage): 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 3 + 2 = 13

Oh boy i'll be useless for the two most important fights won't i

Reinar drops to the ground like a potato sack.

"I'll tear YOUR heart from your chest, to see if you like it, you $#$%@##@!", Reinar screams, walking up and attacking the closest bloodscale. "OUT OF MY WAY!"

Attack vs Yellow(PA, Rage): 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 - 1 + 2 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 = 16

Reinar doesn't say anything, grumpy that he didn't manage to connect a single attack, he picks up Manfeller as a consolation prize.

Reinar keeps swinging in his rage.

Attack(PA, IC, Rage): 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 7 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 14
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 = 14

...And luck is not on his side for this fight

Ouch

"RWAAAAAARRRGH!"

Attack(PA, Rage, IC): 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 7 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 = 15

"RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!", Reinar roars, walking up to Merlokrep while drawing forge spurned's hammer and swinging it at the king.

Attack(PA, Rage): 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 - 1 + 2 = 10
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 + 2 = 16

"Worth a try."

Reinar draws and throws a pillum at Merlokrep.

Attack(Guidance, Touch of Good): 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

"Don't think i can poison a hammer...", Reinar thinks to himself, shrugging. "I can take the lead if you want, Kerrdremak, just tell me who to kill."

"I'm still just a fresh warrior with little experience, I'll have to improve a lot more before i can become a Linnorm King. But thanks."

Fortitude vs Poison: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Reinar will stand up. 3 AoOs, ouch.

"You will pay for this!", he shouts, going berserk and attacking the Bloodscale.

Attack(PA,IC,Rage): 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 7 - 1 + 1 + 2 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 = 15

Reinar walks up to the closest kobold and hammers him in the face.

Attack vs Red(PA, IC, Guidance): 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 - 1 + 1 + 1 = 25
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 3 + 1 = 18

Reinar has been distracted daydreaming about Cirthana for the last few minutes, but the possibility of fighting brings him back to present.

"I'm not very good at holding back, hope you don't mind me killing some of your future subjects." he says to Kerrdremak, taking the lead of the group, forge spurned's hammer in hand.

"Thanks, I'll make good use of it.", he says to Rhen, inspecting the hammer.

As they exit the tunnel.
"Yes, we met the fake ghost earlier and i lost his axe fighting the forge spurned. I don't exactly know what you mean by +1 or human bane, but this Manfeller axe sounds like a nice trophy."

Reinar gives Cirthana a big smile.

"Couldn't have done it without your help.", he stands up, still breathing heavily. "I'm fine, we can move on."

"UUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
Damage(PA, Rage): 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 3 + 2 = 13

Reinar then drops down on his knees, panting.

"That was tiring..."
Rage over

"RRRRRRRRWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!", Reinar holds his sword above his head and drops it on the chains with all his strenght!

Attack(PA, DF, Rage): 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 6 - 1 + 1 + 2 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 = 17

Reinar roars louder and attacks again.

Attack(IC,PA,Rage,DF): 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 29
Confirm?: 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 23
Concealment?: 1d100 ⇒ 27
Damage: 2d8 + 12 + 6 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (8, 2) + 12 + 6 + 4 + 2 = 34

Reinar drops the remains of his battleaxe and draws his trusty longsword, attacking.

Attack(IC,PA,Guidance,Rage,Divine Favor): 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 6 - 1 + 1 + 2 + 1 = 27 +1 high ground?
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 = 20

"Thank you, Lady Cirthana, now I'll crush him!", Reinar will drop his shield and wield his battleaxe two-handed before shouting a loud battlecry and charging at the forge spurned.

Reinar will rage!
Reinar will try to charge if possible, if not, he'll just move up and attack
Attack(IC,PA, Rage, Guidance): 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 15+2 if charge
Concealment?: 1d100 ⇒ 66
Damage: 1d8 + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 3 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 16

CA is 17/12/15, or 15/10/13 if charge

"With some support I'm sure I can crush that thing."

Reinar swings once again.

Attack(PA): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Concealment?: 1d100 ⇒ 12
Damage?: 1d8 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 9

Attack(AO, Guidance, PA): 1d20 + 7 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 7 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 10

"...I think i had something bad during lunch."

"Out of my way, I'm not here to waste time on dogs.", Reinar attacks.

Attack(PA): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 3 + 1 = 11

Reinar steps in behind Zevon and Lady Cirthana.

"I'm ready."

To Kerrdremak's comment about Lady Cirthana.

"Believe me when I say she is a warrior stronger than most of us, you probably don't want to offend her. Though I personally am quite pleased with her presence.", he follows the group, listening as they discuss strategy.

"I'm eager to at least trade a few blows with this enemy you keep talking about, let me be your distraction if thats what you need."

Reinar nods to Zevon and adresses Kerrdremak.

"Nothing infuriates me more than an incompetent ruler, as a fellow future king, i will help you get your crown. I can even try to leave the finishing blow for you."

As he evaluates the damage taken, Reinar mutters to himself.

"Seems my fighting style is unfit for hordes of weak foes, maybe i should strike faster so i can begin my next attack sooner...Nah, i'll just swing stronger so i can take many enemies down with a single swing! Heheh..."

Reinar sticks to his plan, attacking while keeping his guard up.

Attack(IC, Fighting Defensively): 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 1 - 4 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 8

"I can't look weak in front of her...", Reinar mutters to himself, standing up as fast as he can and (assuming he survives the AoOs) swinging at the skeleton next to him.

Attack (Fighting Defensively): 1d20 + 6 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 - 4 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 = 8

"I have to admire your corage to keep fighting, you bunch of bones!", Reinar keeps his defensive stance and swings again.

Attack vs Yellow (Fighting Defensively): 1d20 + 6 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 6 - 4 = 16
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 = 11

"Don't think i'll survive being clawed much more...", Reinar adopts a defensive stance before striking again.

Attack vs. Green (IC, Fighting Defensively): 1d20 + 7 + 1 - 4 ⇒ (16) + 7 + 1 - 4 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 12

Reinar keeps attacking whatever pile of bones is in front of him.

Attack vs Yellow (IC): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 8

"Seems like this will take a while!", Reinar steps back to avoid being surrounded and makes another attack.

Attack vs Blue(PA, IC): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 12

"So you piles of bones can actually move, eh? Well you're not getting past that door!", Reinar turns and swings at the skeleton close to the door (blue).

Attack vs Blue (PA): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 15

"I can just crush all of them, but that might take a while..."

"Ugh...Weird...", Reinar will walk up to a skeleton and gently poke it. "...Wake up, buddy, i want to kill you again."

Axe and shield ready, Reinar walks closer to the skeletons, waiting for a reaction.

"You can take my longsword, little man.", he gives Edgrin his longsword and turns to Zevon, grinning. "Seems you're speaking my language today, i take the eleven on the left, if thats what you want.", he'll wait for everyone to be ready.

"Here. Pick one.", Reinar says, offering his dagger and longsword to Kimi. "I'm a human alright, i come from the Ulfen peoples of north at the region known as Land of the Linnorm Kings, and i too will be a Linnorm King one day.", he follows the group.