Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
"Oh, for.." Tasnim sighs and thinks a moment. "We'd have seen it if it doubled back through here. This tunnel must loop. If we hurry, we may catch it from behind!" She sprints off, continuing down the tunnel. Double move 60'; I believe that gets her to M6
Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
Longsword AoO: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Tasnim swings at the roach with a grunt as it moves by. Move up to keep targeting the one that she AoO'd, attack it again.
Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
Tasnim holds up her two scales. "Well, the one I grabbed earlier fends off cold and lightning. And this one I just picked up seems like it'll help tear into demons pretty good. Thinkin' I'm liking the first better, what a shock." The dark cavern hides her doofy grin. She shakes her head as she steps back into the light. "Don't seem to like each other much. Sort of a weird icy feedback when they get too close."
Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
"Ain't much t'see, really. Rocks everywhere, injured everywhere. Thought I saw something..." Her voice trails off, and she blinks. She takes Aravashinal's hand and leads him to Anevia. "Takin' your offer, ma'am. Gotta look into something." She darts back to where she saw the scale and picks it up. "Don' know if this'll be important, but...can always lose it later worst case." Slipping it into her pocket she rejoins the group. "Nothin' hostile I saw over there, at least."
Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
Tasnim snorts at her own paranoia, dismissing the scale as unimportant. As Xion's voice reaches her ears, she sighs as she turns around and makes her way over. "Xi, what in Desna's name are you yellin' about?" She carefully steps around the rocks as she rejoins the group.
Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
Tasnim groans and slowly gets to her feet. Her eyes adjust so easily to the dark that she winces a little when Cassander's light shines forth. She follows Xion, staying close to the one concrete thing she has from Kenabres above, scanning the rubble and the horizon beyond, such as it was, for danger, sword once again in hand. Perception - hostiles: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
"What in-"Tasnim barely manages to remain standing as the ground shakes. Once sure of her footing, she looks back. "Keep running! She shoots her mother a hopeful look before closing her eyes and turning away. "Stay safe..." she whispers as she slowly makes her way back toward the chaos. Half-speed advance
Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
"Aw, son of a-" Tasnim's voice is quickly drowned out by the crowd. She takes one brief look at the scene and leaps to the front of the crowd. "We never get any family time." She shakes her head and pushes through the throng of people to stand beside her cousin, drawing her longsword. "Luck be with us all." Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24 Draws longsword, moves with Xi to the front of the crowd and helps civilians to safety
Female Half-orc Inquisitor 1 (HP 11/11) (AC15/11T/14FF)
"Hm?" Tasnim looks down at Xion. "Oh, sorry. Bit distracted." She scans the area with a slight frown. "Don't see him, no. But I'd assume based on all the vendors that this is probably where we need to be." Tasnim rubs at the back of her neck, sending her partly-braided mass of hair shaking. "Just be patient, Xi. Play you a round of cards if y'like." Just waiting for family and keeping Xion out of trouble. |