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oops, sneak attack if needed!

Sneak Attack: 1d6 ⇒ 6

rrrRRRAAAAWWWEERRR!!!!!!!

Frustrated at her misses on such close and easy prey, Tava roars in anger as she frees her wrath from its cage.

Dual weilding RAGE
MW Scimitar: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Damage: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8 +1 damage if flanking

MW Kukri: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6 +1 damage if flanking

Critical Hit Confermation
MW Kukri: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 +1 damage if flanking

Does not include flanking bonus

rage 1 round

IF ME AM ABLE, ME MAKE FULL ATTACK ON NEAREST SQUISHY. IF ME AM NOT ABLE, ME MOVE VIE ACROBATICS TO FLANK AND SPANK POSITION FOR SNEAK ATTACK WITH SCIMITAR ONLY. IF ME NOT ABLE TO DO EITHER, CHARGE NEAREST SQUISH AND HIT!

scimitar: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 does not include flanking bonus.

damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 +1 damage if flanking.

Sneak Attack?: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Kukri: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 does not include flanking bonus.

damage: 1d4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5 +1 damage if flanking

Sneak Attack?: 1d6 ⇒ 3

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Intently munching away on her skewer of rat, Tava pays little mind to the battle raging near her until she finishes.

Calmly tossing the cleaned stick to the side, she slides her new weapons from their sheathes and scrambles in to attack!

Acrobatics to move into a flanking position (if available) and avoid attacks of opportunity, 20 max foot movement, drawing weapons as part of move and as a standard action attack with scimitar

Acrobatics: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

Scimitar: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15 Attack includes bless, but not +2 for flanking

Damage: 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 I gain a +1 to damage if flanking

Sneak Attack if Applicable: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Skewer of cooked rat now empty, Tava frowns slightly.

Holding the skewer at the goblin, MORE?

ME ONCE ABLE TO MEET MARINE QUALIFICATION AND OUT SHOOT FRIEND WHO WAS A LT.

ME NO SHOOT IN 19 YEARS.

ME AND INNER AKE MISS BIG BOOMS...

Also, side note, no, I am not ex military or LEO, had many good buddies in military or ex-military.

I did paint some minis for the first time in twenty years in june!

SIGH, ME NO HAVE TIME TO DRAW, PAINT OR SCULPT NO MORE...OH WELL, ME PROBABLY SUCK NOW AT IT.

CAN DENT METAL WITH HANDS HOWEVER...

ME MISS ART SIDE

"My friend Tava would certainly enjoy the skewer, and might be willing to pass on a few tricks to make them taste better..."

Silian and Jonah are tied for highest at +6 Dipolmacy, Akasha, Vannevar, and Garotte coming in at +1. Can we use Aid Other on this roll?

*sniff, sniff*

Fresh cooked rat! Yummy!

OM NOM NOM

Tava munchies on the rat, being very careful not to get rat on her pretty dress.

Vannevar follows after Silian, stopping in the doorway of the crowded bedroom. He watches passively as the others try to subdue the man. When he sees the cat trying to follow Silian into the room, he picks it up with one hand and whispers to it before handing it to Tava. "Keep it out of the way, for it's own safety, please."

Holding the cat in one massive hand, Tava lifts it up to her nose, next to her tusked mouth to sniff it. Not smelling like food she simple tries to hold it and make it not scratch her.

Not everyone is wearing a mask, most people changed out of thier costumes and into their normal, armored gear. You are higher up but so are other apartments near by with windows. Some of which look directly into the windows of this apartment. The windows are covered with thin pieces of cloth, so little more than shadows are likely to be seen.

Tava, still not completely sure what everyone is hunting in this strange, dark, skybuilding, but readies her spear because everyone else is getting out weapons. She watches quietly, waiting for the others to ferret out the prey.

R1
Tava, Silian, Vannevar, Half-Orc, Elf, Garotte, Jessamin, Changeling, Jacob, Jonah, Akasha

Me still in pretty dress and mask, me like pretty dress!

Lousy humans and their needing light to do things.

Tava not need light, ever..darkness good friend. Elf need some light, yes? Not see in total dark like me.

My wife is in the hospital for an operation, posting my be low for a bit. It's not an emergency procedure so no worries, but still, hospital.

Back to the costume party! So I can show off in my pretty dress!

Would that make you a Worcaholic?

:)

Yup!

Work still tearing me apart, me sorry for bad posting...

Unsure of what is going on, Tava helps support Akasha and keeps a wary eye one the guards.

The strangeness of her surroundings and the many new words making her reactions vastly slower than they had been in the dark below.

Unsure of what was happening, Tava moves next to Akasha, hands on her new weapons.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

Me am want to go places in bright light city, me want to learn to make words and friends.

I'm not, really sure what direction to take Tava, so I am playing it by ear and letting things go in an organic fashion, so to speak.

Sniffing her glass of wine gingerly, Tava does her best to imitate the delicate sips of the others in the group.

Rather poorly, unfortunately.

SLURP...SLURP...SLUUUUURP...BURP....SLURPPPP

Jonah followed Silian into the building, as he had been shopping with him all afternoon.

A little taken aback at the comment, Jonah takes a hard look around.
[dice=perception]d20+7

Tava followed the healing man, who followed the elf. She also would have purchased a mask, as everyone else is doing so, she follows suit not quite understanding why. A large hawk mask to go with her pretty dress, which see is wearing over her new armor, with new shiny weapons strapped over it.

Good for me!

Tava enjoys several baths at the inn, years of filth washing off of her to reveal...a normal orc.

With her new found wealth, (and hopefully some one to assist her in talking), she wanders the city to purchase the following.

Masterwork Scimitar 350 gp
Masterwork Kukri 308 gp
Masterwork Chain Shirt 250 gp
Heavy Wooden Shield 7 gp

And after seeing some of the women walking around in nice clothing instead of cured rat pelts...

A pretty Dress!

Outfit, Courtier's 30 Gp

Total 945 GP

Pending GM approval

Me am glad squish elf back!

Me am glad you back.

Me am still beating work monster down.

CR+6 Work load with advanced giant fiendish templetes.

Should level up soon and beat monster.

Till then, me am here, but me am super busy.

Jess smiles, "Hot baths for everyone."

You are all shown to your rooms where you enjoy relaxing hot baths.

Feel free to talk amongst yourselves. Explore the city etc. Working on the transition into the next AP.

Heh heh

Tava keeps her hood close to her eyes, the sharp light of the sun causing her much discomfort.

Keeping quiet, her ears visible perk up a the mention of food and her great nostrils flare as they try to pull in the smells from the kitchen.

Smiling broadly, great tusks jutting from her mouth, she gingerly follows the others in, staying close to Jonah, the one who had healed her wounds, a rare talent down in the depths.

Me am still here, bad, busy, extra rough time at work.

...really rough, big changes coming to the company, most good, but some hard choices have to be made.

Failure on my part will result in a lower paying position that will lose me about 15k a year, so i may not post as often as the deadline draw near, as I need to focus strongly on work.

13-15 hour days don't help my posting either.

Lady Tela seems genuinely interested, and surprised at the details of your adventure.

"The orcs hunt the rats? For food?" Her eyes slide to Tava briefly before focusing back on Silian.

Tava nods her head, then pantomimes stabbing at the floor with her spear and rubbing her belly while smacking her lips loudly.

Quietly stepping out of the shadows, Tava moves in behind Jonah following him out when he leaves.

Tava stays quiet and out of sight, clean people often attack on sight.

Tava readies spear and dagger, then moves in to the shadows, if available.

Stealth: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Faela is startled when Tava punches her palm. "Home is quiet? Violent? I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't quite understand."

Tava sighs quietly.

Smiling, she brushes her shoulder off and shrugs.

Epic fail on describing pantomime!

Faela finds she can no longer willingly overlook Tava, as her curiosity sets in as the raver begins to form speech of a fashion. She approaches within a few feet of Tava and speaks, "Fascinating. Truly fascinating. I'd had reports that some of your people could speak, though the few I've encountered have had no interest in parlay. Tava, was it? I am Faela," She says indicating herself much as Tava had done.

F ae la..fae la...Faela!

Placing her hand in front of her mouth, she move it away like an exhalation of breath.

Haaa..rddd

Home.. Puts her index finger in front of her lips in a classic, Shush motion.

Repeating the breath motion, Home..., punches fist in to her palm with a loud smack, and points to her chest.

Begins to mouth the names of each of the other characters with great care, trying to sound out their names, one by one.

Points finger down to the ground.

Home..

Points finger at chest, TAVA.

Maintains an overly enthusiastic smile in an attempt to look normal, calm and nonthreatening.

Nah, running my tabletop game today, killed my wife's character and put another in negatives. Their dice where cold as ice and mine hotter than Hades

Tava basks in the healing energy, not entirely sure what to make of it, but enjoying the sensation immensely.

Smiling broadly during the exchange, Tava attempts to look none threatening and peaceful.

Puny ravers need more orc in them...and by orc, I mean spear.

40' move to f4, single attack

Attack: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 2 = 21

Spear: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

spleen check: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

Spear: 1d6 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

Tava drives her spear deep in to the her puny foe.

Tava remind Boss Lady dragon of readied action.
Am sure bad fort and sickness combine for minor overlook of action. Recommend at least one level of barbarian to help, or Improved Fortitude. Hope you feeling better soon!

Free action to make a gesture about the smallness of the closest male's man parts, and laugh at him.

Because everbody is small next to me:)

On hearing Akasha comment, time to go to work.

F~#@ers bring it! Ready an attack vs the first fool to come in my reach, two handed spear attack.

Me am good with that placement next to pretty man.

Tava nervously shifts from foot to foot.

I've got a bad feeling about this..

Tava taps Jonah on the shoulder and then points to the pile of rocks she heard the noise come from.

Posting is a secondary concern to health so take good care of your self.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

Sorry, ran my table top game yesterday and got me a kill, very busy!