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Taklinn Baldurk's page
 293 posts. Organized Play character for Hawkeye127.
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Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
PFS #: 89501-2
Faction: Grand Lodge
Day Job Roll:brewer: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn, already upset at his ineffectiveness of late, swears loudly and profusely at the realization that Zamir has escaped. Upon returning to town and facing the venture-captain, the dwarf holds his head high and gives a stern-faced report. "Aye, we did, sir. But the son-of-an-orc evaded capture! We killed his thugs, desroyed his base, an' deprived him of his slave work force, but the bastard escaped us..."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn accepts the the hit from the beast and attempts to return the favor.
Attack (dwarven waraxe): 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 7 - 2 = 11
Attack (spiked shield): 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (8) + 6 - 2 = 12
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Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn charges the tiger, shouting his own roar as he goes.
Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 7 + 2 = 11
Son of a #$%&$!!!
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn nods with grim determination as he says "Me thanks fer the tip. We'll deal with him an' be back fer ye." He then makes his way toward the door.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn steps aside for Ashara to get out of the way before stepping up to fill the hole. "Alright boy, let's go! Hope ye got more fight in ye than the boys upstairs did!"
Attack (dwarven waraxe): 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 7 - 2 = 6
Attack (spiked shield): 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 - 2 = 5
wtf...
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
I'll hold action to switch places with Ashara.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
"Oh fer Torag's sake..." mutters Taklinn, thoroughly done with these bandits. "That be it! Ye had ye're chance to play nice. Negotiations are now over!" he shouts as he lunges for the western guard and drives his axe into him.
Moving 5 ft. and taking a surprise attack.
Attack (Dwarven Waraxe): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Damage: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Sorry Arngrim, but if a 22 didn't appease them, then I doubt anything will.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
"Well, lets not be keepin' em waitin' then!" says Taklinn enthusiastically as he makes for the entrance.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
A grumbling dwarf nods his head in aggrement. "Aye, that be worst fight I've had in years! Hopefully the baddies inside are more promisin'."
He'll do a quick check of the bodies for keys before heading for the entrance to the monastery.
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn feels the magic wash over him as he continues his attack.
Attack (dwarven waraxe): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12
Attack (spiked shield): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Well crap!
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn grins as he finally finds himself within range to hit an enemy. He launches a full attack as he shouts "Nowhere to run now, ye little bastard!"
Attack (dwarven waraxe): 1d20 + 7 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 7 - 2 = 9
Attack (spiked shield): 1d20 + 6 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 6 - 2 = 10
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Whoops, my bad. I should have read a little closer. Scratch my previous post.
Taklinn gives pursuit as he follows the bandit around the corner, drawing his waraxe as he goes.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn curses loudly as the bandit in front of him falls. He does yet another about-face and starts running for the ladder again.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Seeing that there is a target on the ground level, Taklinn turns around and sprints toward him.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn continues charging into the monastery, drawing his shield as he goes.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Realizing that their cover is blown, Taklinn hops up and makes a mad dash for the entrance (Double Move).
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Stealth: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 4 = 4
"I GOT A 4!!!" Lol!
Stealth: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (2) + 3 - 4 = 1
Stealth: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (19) + 3 - 4 = 18
Stealth: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (3) + 3 - 4 = 2
Oh, crap! That only got worse as it went...
Taklinn belly-crawls through the brush, grumbling about "pansy tactics" as he crawls.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
So, shall we start giving stealth checks to sneak past the guards?
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Stealth really isn't his thing, but Taklinn's up for anything.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
"I'm all fer stormin' the fortress. Let's be loppin' a few heads an' then see what Zamir's got to say fer himself."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Survival: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20
Survival: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Taklinn whispers through the bushes "I'm thinkin' we did right followin' the wayfinder. That smelly bastard's direction would've taken us clear to the other side, an' what ye wanna bet that all the defenses are on that side?"
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
I say we follow the wayfinder. If it leads us to the abandoned monastary, then we're in good shape.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
whoops, my bad.
Taklinn pause a moment to watch the last of the bodies wash down the river. Once they're out of sight, he turns to the group and says "Alright then, let's be movin'! Baddies don't just kill themselves ye know! Well, sometimes they do, but that ain't the point!"
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
So what do we find on the bodies?
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn's nose crinkles as he wakes to the smell of dead bodies. "Whew, the lad's have gone a bit ripe! I'm thinkin' we check 'em fer anything useful an' toss what's left in the river. Ol' Mother Nature has a way of takin' care o' these problems."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
As the prisoner disappears over the hill, Taklinn turns to the others and says "So what ye lot wantin' to do, take off after 'em now or wait until the daylight. I fine either way but the spell slingers might be wantin' a nap before we set off."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
"Ah, come on, lass. I'm doubtin' that a bit o' scum from the bottom o' the barrel is like to know 'bout his boss's plans an' defenses. We got us a location an' the means to track 'em. I say we be hittin' the road!" shouts Taklinn enthusiastically.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Ashara Lethani wrote: Well, we were given 2 options: recruit Zamir or get rid of him. If these guys are telling the truth and according to the sense motive checks it seems so, then we can use them to achieve the second option. Besides that their attitude should have moved towards friendly after all those diplomacy checks :P I'm willing to admit when I'm wrong and this was definitely one of those instances. Godd call, Ashara.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Sorry for my absense. It was a long weekend.
Ashara Lethani wrote: "Did he get the part where we agreed to let them take the scepter?!?!
Ashara shakes her head at Taklinn and shouts:"BAck away from them! Let them run! Our lives are worth more than gold"
Taklinn rolls his eyes as he listens to Ashara berate him, smiling as he replies "Relax, lass. It only takes one to deliver a package. The rest are just one less baddie we'll be havin' to fight at the hideout."
Suffering no wounds of his own, Taklinn quietly takes a back seat to the interrogation and watches to see what the outcome will be.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Seeing the thug's partner move away, Taklinn shouts "Hey now, where do ye think ye're going!?" He shrugs the dead thug off of his shield spikes and steps up to face his next opponent, hollering as he swings "Get ye're arse back 'er an' take what's comin' to ye!"
Attack (dwarven waraxe): 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 7 - 2 + 2 = 21
Damage (dwarven waraxe): 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Attack (spiked shield): 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 6 - 2 + 2 = 23
Damage (spiked shield): 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn takes a step to the side in order to flank the enemy with his ally, howling with joy as he launches a full attack against the enemy he wounded earlier.
Attack (dwarven waraxe): 1d20 + 7 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 7 - 2 + 2 = 13
Attack (spiked shield): 1d20 + 6 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 6 - 2 + 2 = 22
Damage (spiked shield: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
"Alright, now it be a party!" shouts Taklinn with joy as he charges the two bandits who haven't been engaged yet, drawing his waraxe as he moves (If someone could move me two squares down, I'd appreciate it.).
Attack: 1d20 + 7 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 7 + 2 = 24
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
Taklinn tries to see out of his peripheral vision, but has no such luck, so he just nods to Samarjit and mutters "Good on ye, lad. Just keep actin' natural."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
"Sounds good to me! I'll just be settlin' up by the fire an' waitin' fer the fun to start."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
"I'm not thinkin' that numbers'll be too much o' a factor. This Zamir feller don't sound like the kind o' boss that ye crawl back to empty-handed. But if it makes ye feel better, some o' the boys can sit this fight out. Just be knowin' that I ain't gonna be one o' 'em."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Either way, he think's they're telling the truth.
Taklinn takes a deep breath, then carefully says "We got us a two-part device that'll track the buggers back to their hideout. Ye don't need to be knowin' what it be, just know that we aim to let 'em steal one part o' the device, then track 'em back to their lair with the other part. We're fer thinkin' that they'll be hittin' us tonight at some point, so ye best be on yer guard."
I know, it seems pretty hypocritical given my stance a few days ago, but after thinking about it and looking back over the thread, I think Ashara's probably right.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Fair enough. I'm not convinced that they're telling the truth but Taklinn would have no way of knowing that. Let's stick with your plan for now and see how this plays out.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn begins to cough as he lays out his bedroll, using it as a cover to loosen his axe. "This might be getting bad in a hurry." he thinks to himself.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Unfortunately, I'm not convinced that they are allies and I'm afraid that we're only a couple of posts away from blowing the mission...
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn passes as well, saying "Eh, no thanks boys. I prefer a shot o' the stronger stuff." He then pulls a hip flask from his belt and takes a swig.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn nods at Ashara's comment before replying "Me guess is that they'll be tryin' to rob us in the night. Let's set up camp and rest nearby. We take shifts to be watchin' each other's backs but leave the wagons unattended. With a bit o' luck, they'll have stolen the staff overnight and we'll be on the hunt by mornin'."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
"Hmm, alright then, good to know. Like I was sayin', we won't be causin' ye any trouble. We'll just be makin' camp over there an' stay out o' yer way."
Once he's a safe distance away from the strangers, Talkinn turns to the group and whispers "So what ye all thinkin'? They our boys?"
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Ignoring their apprehensive demeanor, Talkinn continues forward and sits down on a log in thier camp (Cha 6 = no $#!%$ to give. Lol!). "Aye, we be with the Society. It be nothin' special, just out runnin' a mission. We ain't gonna be any trouble fer ye. But since ye already know 'bout us, mind if I ask where ye hail from?"
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Taklinn notices as well but pretends not to. As they come to the bend, the dwarf moves towards the front of the group. He walks toward the strangers with a smile and a wave as he cheerily says "Evenin', strangers! How fare ye? I tell ye, it's been a borin' day fer us. Mind if we be settin' up fer the night?"
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Taklinn looks up at Ashara and smiles as he says "Easy lass, the world ain't as black an' white as we'd wish it to be. If it was, the bad folk would all be swingin' from a tree, meself included, an' the world would be at peace. But it ain't peaceful. In fact, it be damn-right wicked out their, an' sometimes that means ye got to play with wicked people to survive. We'll be seein' what kind o' man this Zamir be before we decide. I'm guessin' he's like most 'o the scum o' the world an' works fer the highest bidder, so we just need to be makin' sure that's us. An' who knows, maybe he'll be a right ass an' can't be reasoned with. If that be the case, ol' Lockpick 'ere will pick his skull open 'an that'll be the end o' it. Either way, we'll be doin' the Society a favor an' less o' our boys will die."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
GM Na2Te wrote: Taklinn: He shrugs. "As many as it takes for them to take the scepter back with them. And not give the game away." A wolfish grin spread across Taklinn's face as he says "That ain't many by me reckonin'. Aye, sir, it'll be done."
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
The boisterous dwarf sobers immediately upon the Venture Captain's arrival. He listens quietly with a stone-like face as the plan is laid out before him. As Mahir finishes, Taklinn responds "Yes, sir. This whole 'lettin' 'em run away' part don't really sit right with me. Exactly how many 'o 'em have to live?"
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
The next dwarf to walk through the door is truly a strange sight to see. Beneath his traveling cloak, you notice that he is dressed in full oriental armor from Tian-Xia (Totami-do). The only piece missing is a helmet which reveals, among multiple scars, a red Mohawk and matching-colored beard. On his belt hangs a tiny dragon's skull and a dwarven waraxe with the word "lockpick" etched into the head.
"Ah, feels good to be gettin' back into the action o' things. I been sittin' in Absolam fer too long gettin' fat with nothin' to do. Time to be workin' some o' the pounds off!" he says with a laugh.
Male Dwarf Fighter/3 [HP:28/28] [AC:22/T:13/FF:19] [Perc.:+8] [F:+5/R:+4/W:+2] [CMB:+6, CMD:19] [Speed: 20, Init.:+3]
Looks like this party could use a little muscle. Taklinn Baldurk checking in!
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