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Same question from me, if yes, I would love to sign up.
I am sorry but I do not manage to play. Typing is still painful with a broken shoulder. Sorry guys.
Sahil strides in, looks around, "hello Sera, hello Rakish, good to see you." He nods to the rest of group, "Sahil Reis." he introduces himself.
Still space, would love to play Sahil have to update his logsheet, but typing with left hand is difficult - cracked my shoulder while mountainbiking.
Sahil would take the goggles, if everyone else is fine. And a gift, great idea!
"Are you okay, Sera? Sahil asks, then turning to the wizard's book and papers to find out, what might have happened here.
Noticing that he was able to save Rakish, Sahil enters the fray and hopes his two cross-bow bolts hit.
Scotland here
Seeing Rakish down Sahil moves in and tries to stabilize Rakish (will delay until everyone else his gone, to avoid a possible OA)
Sahil fires at the knight, if he is still standing, otherwise at an enemy, where gets the best shot
Sahil moves and targets the champion, if still up.
Sahil will use a superiority die on the second roll, to make the champion drop (DC13 STR save or prone)
Sahil moves and again two bolts are mebedded into the zombie.
Sahil shoots twice at the violet zombie.
Sahil moves and shoots at the blue zombie.
Sahil readies his crossbows, points to the right hand tunnel, "we get visitors. Sounds like more undead, probably zombies."
"Aye, might be the best idea." Something odd about the writing, it might want to tell us something, but oh, not the faintest idea.
Sahil will be on the lookout.
Seeing the effect Sahil takes a step back and shoots another two bolts into the skeleton (Green)
Having never encountered skeletons before Sahil fears that his bolts might go right through them. When he fires, he will look out, if they are more resistant to his bolts than Beryl swinging his mace.
"So, you woke the dead then? You will be lucky to make it out alive, they might follow you, on the road, into your homes, in your dreams..."
"Hm, did you try to clear the tombs?"
[b]"Just die finally![/b}
Another two bolts end up in a zombie.
Sahil fires another set of crossbow bolts.
Sahil
recognizes them as zombies and fires at them.
Sahil tries to get down safely.
"We need to be on our toes, guess there's more down here."
Sahil takes out his crosssbows and fires at the creature, unloading bolts from his two hand-cross-bows.
(probably firing holes into the air...)
Sahil does does not even have the faintest idea.
Sahil will try his best to get across.
Sahil gets his brain going as he joins Raeva. Hepoints to a few locations, "places we might need to investigate, would be a good idea, to copy it."
"Aye, won't take anything from the ol' bones. We will lay out the walking ones nicely as well."
"Aye, time to roll."
"We can take care of it for you."
"The name is Reis, Sahil Reis!"
"Na, never can say no to a good ale," Sahil throws in as he joins the conversation. "Hope the walking dead are not pure bones, arrows might just go through..." he adds, padding his crossbows.
Sahil walks in and looks around. He wears scale mail which has seen better days, two hand-crossbows at his sides, and a rugged backpack. The hilt of his rapier looks new, as if it has seen no use so far.
Sahil is ready, nothing spectacular to add.
Sahil Reis reporting, everything hopefully up-to-date.
Would like to join, as a 3rd level character. At work currently, so will post logsheets tonight.
RL stays as it is, no improvement. And with two parts finished a good time to drop out for me. Sorry about this, but need to sort my life first.
NPC Sahil for the Moment - on Holidays with rare Internet Access.
I am just hanging in here - RL is a total mess. I am playing for the playing's sake, so would not mind to end it here and wrap it up.
For me it is getting an AL character, but not playing anywhere. Maybe eventually I will, but looks very unlikely. Absolutely fine with it bein g AL legal though.
"Oh yes!" Sahil adds.
Sahil sighs with relief as two go down, and fires,
Sahil shoots the redbrand on him.
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