Thorgrim Snowblade's page

You might want to activate me then, as I don't see any updates.

My condolences divineshadow, sorry to hear it.

We understand, take your time.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

Thorgrim eyes the woman warily, but does not make any moves to suggest hostile intentions.

I'll be out for the whole day tomorrow, I'm off to compete in a tournament. Sunday too if I'm lucky, bot me if needed.

Thorgrim would make sure his weapons and armour are clean, then starts his prayers to Gorum asking for his protection the following day.

He's not a talkative person, more of a business man with the business being the other end of his sword or axe.

"Aye well met madame. The name is Thorgrim. Were you caught unawares by the snowstorm yourselves?"

"Aye some warm surroundings and good drink will do wonders. Please lead the way."

Thorgrim says as he sheaths his sword again.

He looks to Bjorn and nods.
"Ah, I see another cleric. Gozreh eh? It's good that one of his tries to set winter straight again."

Thorgrim attacks the creature before him with another blow of his sword.

Attack, Greatsword: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 122d6 + 4 ⇒ (6, 1) + 4 = 11

Thorgrim charges after Aric, swinging his greatsword when he arrives at the nearest enemy.

He swings at the same creature if he can and it's alive, else a new one.

Attack, Charge, Bless: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 5 + 2 + 1 = 24
Damage: 2d6 + 4 ⇒ (2, 3) + 4 = 9

AC 16 until next turn

Yeah, seems I'm more trouble for the group than help at this point. I'll get Endure Elements studided in myself for the next day.

"Aye, my sword arm you'll have. But what village do you mean? I can't hardly seee anything through this blasted snowdrift."

Thorgrim stands still as he thought he heard something or someone call back over the howling of the wind.

Taking the time to listen he hears the same voice calling him again and starts to jostle towards the sound.

Several minutes later a slightly frosty dwarf appears before the others covered in snow and ice. "Am I glad I found you here, don't know what happened but being suddenly dropped into a blizzard... Who's the new guy?" Thogrim asks as he sees Bjorn's face after recognising the other familiar three.

Somewhere out in the blizzard snows, a voice calls out, seemingly in vain to his sudden disappeared companions.

"Aric! Aldiran! Alexandyr! Anybody!?" The stout dwarf called out in the loudest voice he has.

The sudden disappearance after he felt like he had fallen through ice and snow himself left him dumbstruck. Suddenly this snowstorm was upon him and no friendly face in sight. He wondered if he would ever see a normal landscape again, let alone the faces of his old comrades.

Blast didn't expect it to get so cold so soon. Should have asked Gorum for protection against these elements. He thinks to himself as he shivers a little as he stumbles around in the snow, unsure of where he's going.

Updated Thorgrim with the Hierophant Mythic Tier, just wanted to make sure it's still okay for me to jump in again. Like I said I can understand if it's too long.

Just read up on how everybody else got their Mythic Powers, any particular event on how Thorgrim gets back to the group?

I should have checked back sooner as I have had this problem before with multiple campaigns if I ever disappear for another long time, please shoot me a PM.

Sorry posts didn't show up for me in the game, thought it went dead on us, hadn't checked back yet for that reason.

I've got no problem if I'm replaced though, it's been too long for Thorgrim to suddenly show up again out of the blue.

Thorgrim edges closer to the man and kneels down next to him.
"What is it my friend? What do we need to know?"

I'll probably go down the Hierophant Path, taking the Relentless Healing ability and either Mythic heavy Armour Proficiency or Mythic Warrior Priest as a choice of Mythic Feat

Will update my sheet tonight when I've got the time, got some serious decision making to do.

Hmm, I'm now torn between the Hierophant and the Guardian. I'll fill the one that's not wanted by others.

Mythic is fine with me too, I still have to get used to it for another campaign I'm in. Thorgrim is probably going the route of the defender/protector.

Thorgrim will still approach him, but lets his guard down a bit, still trying to stem the bleeding as indicated before.

Thorgrim approaches the man carefully, shield and hammer in hand and checks up on the man.

Heal check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

I don't mind Gram, I am quite sturdy. Though you should hold on, I'll join battle as soon as I see it."

Thorgrim follows Aric, walking 5-10 feet beside him.

"Aye, let's do that. Aric, you good to lead from the front again? I'll join ye if ye want, though I'm not the stealthiest."

Thorgrim looks up surprised at Gram.
"You do, do ya? Forgive me for asking, but a plant-like creature holding a torch, isn't that a little risky?"

Thorgrim accepts the torch from Gram, uses his flint and steel to light a small fire, then lights the torch with it.

With that he sets fire to the 'legs' of the hut, at least he tries to, if that won't work he'll climb up and throw the torch into hut itself, then climb back down again and watch it burn.

"I'd wager burning the hut would be a good start, then continue on towards where that rubble just cleared. That hut was a palce obviously of some degree of evil and it shouldn't keep existing in this world."

Thorgrim checks his pack, frowns and then looks to the others.
"I've got flint and steel, but no torches to light up that hut. Anybody got those with them?"

"Alright. Hope this soul will be at peace and rest in it's families eternal embrace."

Thorgrim slams his hammer onto the gem in hopes of brekaing it in one time.
Damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

"So this poor soul could be freed just by shattering this gem? Should we liberate it?" Thorgrim asks holding his warhammer like a mellet ready to squish the gem in one stroke.

Thorgrim holds the doll in one hand, using an iron grip and then takes his warhammer from his belt and smashes the doll's face in.

Attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 211d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Awaiting to see if my grapple/pin is working or not.

Thorgrim tries to reach with his arms to the squirming doll underneath him and tries to grab it tightly in his mailed fists.

"I'll try, but I don't think that it's going somewhere soon."

CMB: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Acrobatics or a CMB?
Acrobatics: 1d20 - 6 ⇒ (3) - 6 = -3 CMB: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22 Here goes nothing

Thorgrim pursues and jumps with his entire body onto the doll, actually landing with chest first on top of it, or trying to do so.

Is the snow deep or just a freshly laid layer of snow?

Thorgrim hustles after the doll at top speed, moving double his usual speed or even running at triple speed.

Thorgrim comes down upon the snow with a big thump as the heavy armour weighs him down.
"She can't have gone too far so fast with those little legs. Let's get after it quickly."

"Don't dawdle here lass, go down." Thorgrim says as he prepares to climb down.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

Thorgrim climbs down, taking his time to do so again.
"Anybody have an idea as to what this doll is used for?"

He looks around for any possible signs to go to. "Much as I'd like to help the spirit of that girl, I don't think we'll be able to do much here as of yet."

"It's got one gem for an eye, the other's a small part of a mirror. What should we do with that?" Thorgrim calls back down again.

He calls down before everyone else decides to climb up.
"There's not much here, most notably a small doll with two queer eyes."

Climb check? Oh no not again...

Climb check with armour: 1d20 + 3 - 6 ⇒ (10) + 3 - 6 = 7

After the first failed attempt he looks to Morrigan.
"I could get out of this armour if you have some time else I'm not much of a climber."

Thorgrim begins to remove his armour unless Morrigan stops him or something.

I should buy mwrk Studded Leather armour for stuff like this, giving me at least some armour to work in.

If he can take 20 on climbing up with his amrour still on, it'll be 17.

Thorgrim lays a hand on Morrigan's shoulder.
"No need for your heroics lass. Let the dwarf to this." He grimaces as she looks at him."[/b]

Thorgrim will approach the hut again and see if anything is up.

Including me? For good measure at least: Will Save: 1d20 + 6 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 4 = 17

Thorgrim takes the others under his wing and prepares them for what they're gonna see. He does try to not go into much detail, but enough for them to not be as scared.

"Easy now there guys, the vision will pop up soon, remember what I told ye and see through it."

"Hmm... An odd piece of architecture if ever I've seen one."
He turns to look at the others.

"Aynone got any ideas how to free the spirit of that young lass?"
"I maybe a cleric of sorts, but I couldn't make headway with what she said to us."

Will Save, Guidance: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 = 21 Totally forgot guidance last time ^^

Thorgrim returns on a slow pace to the others, not really that worried about what has happened.

"Is he still running? That boy must've never seen a ghost before I reckon"

Thorgrim looks back at Aric running away in terror, frowning.
I've seen the ghosts of the dead before, even ghosts of my dead brothers in arms, but these seem to be in particular agony.

Thorgrim shrugs, looks to the others.
"T'is no place for the faint-hearted. Something is really trying to stop us from going further."

But I'm not one of the faint-hearted, my will and armour are made of steel. Let's take a look.

Thorgrim presses onward once more, if he can. He'll try to open the door.

"Hrrmm. Quite the spooky picture, don't want to end up like that. Wonder if we can do anything for that girl and the rest." Throgrim says as a shiver crawls up on his spine.

Thorgrim lays a hand on Aric's shoukder.
"You alright lad? Most people don't see this very often."

I was, not letting Aric go into danger alone.

Will Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23