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Ah sorry, I forgot to specify. Roran will leave the silver dagger for now. I think his bonus damage from using a 2h weapon still makes it more effective, as long as the DR is only 5 and not 10 or higher.
As the creature stands, Roran tries to chop him back down!
And then Roran continues with his vastly complicated battle plan:
Roran roars and starts swinging his bloody arcs!
Roran growls. "You scrawny little idiot, don't stand in the front!" Roran yells at their halfling. He sounds angry, but it's really just concern.
Roran steps up with a chuckle next to Uldar.
No problem! I don't get to bring out my rules-lawyer side much when I'm playing the big stupid fighter haha
Using a two-handed weapon to attack means you are unable to use any claw attacks that round.
Finals week. Please DMPC as necessary. I will return on Wednesday night, thoroughly stressed and exhausted and probably eating a whole pizza by myself.
All of our gear? And we can't be in the room? This smells funny.
Roran starts to trust these creatures; if this is a ruse, it's too elaborate for him too pick through. "Any idea where the full poem or this orb or gold might be?"
Roran makes a double take. "Aye, to cleanse the place. What are two holy figures like you doing here?" He asks, suspicious of trickery.
Perfect, thank you!
Here are the steps. 1) Go into the "Campaign Info" tab.
I'm fine with it. It's a nice enchantment, but I have bonuses for 2h weapons and I would never hit anything at range with my awful dex mod. Also, Story Master I need a quick favor from you. I accidentally posted with my default alias. Could you please mark it as an NPC so it doesn't keep popping up on my campaign tabs? Thank you.
Roran gives a nod of thanks as his wounds magically seal. "Still ain't used to that. Thanks Velcore."
"Pretty." Roran bemuses as he walks in. He nonchalantly twirls his falchion around as he strolls forward. He grimaces as he suddenly remembers his wounds. "Right. I could probably use some healing before we get into another scrap."
Roran takes a few swings with the sword and gives a half-arsed grunt. "Don't care for it much, too light. Plus I'm not much for ranged attacks."
Roran gives a half-hearted grunt in response. "Aye, I've been there before. Gotta decide if the job's worth your life though. I've been there before too. You can guess the choice I made." He says with a grin.
Roran has no love for bugbears, but he was not one to execute the defenseless unless the situation called for it. He moves forward and shoves the bugbear down, trying to pin him for questioning as he winces from his burn.
Roran moves forward with an animalistic grin, then lunges and cuts into bugbear B!
I have no desire for the bow. My dex is too low to make good use of it. I'd like a cloak of resistance at some point but I'm not in a dire need of it. I don't seem to be targeted by too many spells.
Roran chuckles and shrugs. "Not the fanciest technique. Just a lot of brute strength and a wide swing. Can leave you open though. Maybe later we can spar." Roran continues, bonding with the other muscly frontliner as the rest of the party searches the room.
Roran barks out a laugh, doubling over and nearly tripping over one of the corpses. "First and last time I'll hear an elf say that I'd bet. Well if they know and trust you, you're a friend of mine. Welcome aboard!"
Roran grunts as his wounds heal up, and he itches the newly healed skin as he inspects their new "ally". "And who are you?" He says, staring at the other big, scarred man.
With his immediate opponents downed, Roran turns his attention to the next living foes. With a roar he runs around the table, kicking a chair out of his way as he cleaves into the next targets!
Roran opens his mouth and silently roars out in pain as the atmosphere of the battle changes with magic. He continues his onslaught!
"Raaaaaah!!!" Roran roars, cleaving into the next enemy!
Roran grins as the javelin flies by, pushing past Uldar to enter the room. "You ugly bastards picked a bad day to show up for work." He lurches forward with a roar and swings his weapon for a cleave!
Roran raises his brows at the long story. "That's quite a history of the place. Didn't realize we were getting in so deep to this problem. But not only do I plan on seeing this thing through to the end since I was hired for it, I'll take any opportunity to root this evil out. Blasted cults cause half the problems of the world." ~~~ As Trane bursts in Roran follows right behind him, blade held high as he glares around.
Oh yeah, belt of giants strength +2 for me. Gotta get this stat maxed out haha.
Roran begins the grisly work of making sure the monsters don't get back up later. Between the chopping sounds he grunts and looks at their resident halfling. "See if you can get that open, if not I'll try to break 'em."
"Oi, you big ugly brute, come and pick on somebody yer own size!" Roran yells as he cuts into the ogre.
Roran looks at the creature suspiciously, but takes out a bottle of whine from his pack and hands it over.
"Aye, let's see what's in there. You want to sneak in, or do you want to see if I can hit him with the door?" Roran chuckles.
Roran throws all of the items worth money into his pack, knowing he has the strength to carry everything. He pops the top of one of the wine bottles and takes a swig with a grin. "Anybody want to join me in a victory drink?"
Roran gives a grateful grunt to Velcor for the spell, then swings another bloody arc!
Roran growls as they are flanked. "Hold this line! I'll get the ones behind us!" He yells, then runs around the corner and cleaves with his falchion!
With an unhappy growl Roran squeezes into the room. "Leave some room for me to swing boys!" However he takes what he can, chopping at the bugbear in F5!
Roran gives a lopsided, bloody grin and steps into the vacant spot left by Uldar. "Rrrrraaaahhhh!"
Roran growls. "Uldar. I think you're in my spot."
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