Nice ta meetcha, Haseed. Tha name's Ricdak, but I'm sure we'll get to that in good time.
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Ricdak nods as well.
Earth's a fine place to start, I think. I'm right there with ya, Mac.
Ricdak smiles gruffly at Yalandere. "Now you're talkin, breaking out the wine. Ya shouldn't have any worries, though. We're more than enough for the task we've got ahead of us. They're not gonna know what hit them," he says, taking his first bit of wine. As Arik returns, he nods several times through his words on honor. After he finishes, he grins widely. " Now ye've got the meaning of honor, Arik. You needn't concern yourself with anyone else, it's yer own tale ye need be worried about. " At Pavok's words, he chuckles. "Don't worry, lad, it takes more than that to insult the great Ricdak. You simply can't see my honor due to a lack of vision, seeing as how I've amassed so much of it," he says with a quick wink and a hearty laugh.
My +1 from int didn't seem to get into my post, not that it matters. In other news, this is getting quite interesting. :D
"Listen, lad. This dwarf don't back out once he's taken on a deal. There's no way in the nine that I'm going back without finishing it. We're gonna kick some ass and save Aridia, and that's all I've got to say about it. The four of us've been through a lot, and seen a buncha people die, and that's not gonna be fer nothing." Ricdak downs his tea in one gulp, wishing for something with a bit more substance to it. Ricdak nods to Arik as he leaves, and soon after, Pavok as well, but doesn't follow either of them out.
These people may be weak, but some of 'em have got the fight in them. They've got potential, but they gotta be rallied, Ricdak says, scratching at his beard. You said there's undead? I didn't see none out there, but I suppose it's not outta the question. In any case, we're all that's left, as far as I know. 'S too bad..... some real good men were lost.
Ricdak, recovering from his rage after the final ogre is felled, says a few prayers for the fallen warriors. From what I knew o' them, they were good guys. The little one sure had a lotta fight in him for his size. Woulda made a good dwarf. He collects some of the gear that can be salvaged, and then helps Pavok bury them. Well, let's get going. There's not much we can do for 'em now. Regarding healing, Ricdak replies, "Don't worry about me none, the bastards didn't hit me. Not that I wouldn't've rather been hit.
Ricdak roars once more, slamming his dorn-dergar into the giant.
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BOOYAH! Let's do it! :D
Sorry to see you've withdrawn, Mus'ad. Have a good one.
Neither do I. Oh well.
Ricdak becomes enraged, charging forward as the one in the back throws his rock, bringing his Dorn-Dergar to smack into the face of the first one. "" he screams almost unintelligibly in Dwarven as he charges.
Alright, Tam. Sorry to see you go, but that's the reason I switched to Ricdak. Eltumal didn't really have a good feel for this campaign. I didn't see your post in here, but I was indeed waiting to see how the diplomacy went. Sorry I didn't pipe up.
"Aye. Sounds good to me," Ricdak says, bringing his dorn-dergar to bear.
We taking 'em out, then? Ricdak asks as he spots the ogres. "They may be big, but they shouldn't be anything we can't handle. An' it'll be a helluvalot faster then goin' around 'em.
Ricdak chuckles at Pavok's joke. "A man o' little words ain't nothin' to complain about. I always think it's best if ye can keep the blab down."
Ricdak nods. "Thank ye very much, Miss. So, you and yer crew are criminals, ye say? Tha's interesting, Ricdak muses. "Well, thanks fer yer hospitality, Miss."
Thank you kindly, Miss, Ricdak says, taking the share offered him before letting Pacok and/or the others handle the talky business, which he isn't particularly good at.
"Aye, Arik. That it could be. Certainly looks nice. In any case, My name's Ricdak, as Joe said," Ricdak says, standing as tall as a dwarf can.
"That doesn't sound like a bad idear, Pavok. Sounds good to me," Ricdak says, taking a large swig of his beer.
"Thank ye kindly, lads." Ricdak, at some point later, pats Tam on the back, laughing. "Ye're gonna find yerself in trouble with the womenfolk one of these days, and it'll be a right pain to get out of it." Aye. A bite sounds excellent right about now. A drink don't sound too bad, neither.
Ricdak watches closely, watching for danger.
Very well, I supppose. The berzerker in me wants to come along, in case 'ere's trouble, but I'll wait back here too.
Ricdak helps Catalina as he can, holding down limbs and pulling meat away with his strength.
"The day I'm too tired to carry on is the day I die, lad. We jus' need to take what we will from the bodies. Now.... uhhh.... Anyone know how to skin an' dress a lion? Ah'll help where I can, but I can't say I've done too much o' that sort o' thing."
Kolm stops raging as the last lion goes down. Panting a bit, he collects his dropped weapon. "That wasn't so bad," he says, wiping sweat from his brow. As Pavok starts healing him, he says "Ye should focus on the little one. I can more'n take a scratch, y'know," although he doesn't argue if you continue healing.
Any that aren't actually dead, we should try and keep alive. If we decide to keep em for later, be it for food or whatever be the case, it'll keep 'em fresh, and if not, they'll be able to keep on living. With the others, we should decide what we're doin' with 'em mighty quick.
Ricdak swings his axe wildly at the attacking lion, nearly frothing at the mouth as he yells, a true example of Dwarven Berzerker spirit. "HELP THE OTHERS! I'LL TAKE CARE O' MESELF!"
Ricdak drops his Dorn-Dergar, drawing his Dwarven-Waraxe as a move action, and he attacks with it.
Ricdak moves within charging range as well, 45 feet away, using his weapon in reach mode as was stated, hypes himself into a frenzy (He rages), and readies an action to attack a lion if he's spotted.
Ricdak unwraps his dorn-dergar, ready to battle. "This should be good, lads." Ricdak is confused by Tam's transformation. "So this is what you meant back in the bar, eh? Whatever works for you, I guess." Ricdak lets out most of the chain, and tries to find a rock he can hide behind to get the jump on the cats.
We could move around em, yeh, but if we take the cats down, then that's a fair bit of food, ye know.
Shano, going forward, how're you with the Advanced Race Guide stuff? I've been checking out my friend's copy, and some of the stuff in there looks awesome.
"Thank ye greatly, sir. We'll be sure to put things right," Ricdak says before leaving him to his work. "I'm gonna go see if I can't get a little work done back at the forge," he says to the others once outside. Ricdak will go back to the forge and ask if he can both use the facilities and use some iron.
One way or another, it will be, aye lass. But I agree. We gotta help if we can. Or at least, I will. Joe, yer father taught ye well, I'll give 'im that.
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