Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Thrick once again attempts to savage the mephit with now much large teeth and claws. Claw attack: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 11 = 26
If hit Claw damage: 1d6 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
That damage, though XD
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Reflex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4 Thrick moves to attack the mephit with claws and teeth Claw: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
If it hits. Claw damage: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Thrick rumbles a deep laugh, "Lose a fight -and- end up in a tiny, jar prison. This day just became wonderful for humor. Take note of that, Liam, that is something to be laughed at." Taking a seat, thrick watches as he waits to find out about where the bandits will be and what they'll be armed with.
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Thrick attempts to savage the atomie attacking Jarx. claw: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Damage if all hit claw damage: 1d6 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Sense motive: 1d20 ⇒ 1 Thrick chooses a well-made breastplate from the armory, "This'll be comfortable enough to sleep in on the long trip." I can handle the first watch since I don't need to get the full sleep schedule needed by a caster. I can even sleep in my armor thanks to endurance so i'll be good for defending in case something comes up.
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Thrick would look over the reports from Oleg. An informed warrior is a prepared warrior. "How goes the tome searching, everyone? Find the map or anything interesting?" Would I be able to select a MW set of fullplate from the armory or is the custom nature of such a suit of armor meaning i'll have to choose a more cookie-cutter piece of equipment?
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
"I see a simple solution to this bandit trouble. Tooth and claw will bring them down as swiftly as any blade could." Thrick grins to his friends in response to the first task they'll likely be presented before the can actually begin setting the foundations of their kingdom.
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Thrick shows a large smile, "It appears that I could have a drink with Varn if I wanted to, but I don't know if Varn has the same taste in drinks that I do. But alas, I don't think i'd much enjoy being in a zoo as there are no chances for honor or proper hunting. It's just not enjoyable being given food versus capturing a wild crocodile." Thrick lets out a very gator-y rumble as he laughs at the memories of fighting the crocs back home.
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Thrick shows a reptilian grin, "So, I won't be needing much in the ways of introductions with a group i'm already well to do with. So, we can focus on making a nice place for all of us Scaley-folk." He notices the reactions between Beads and Jarx, "Jarx, no need to be afraid of him. He's wearing clothes. You don't have to fear unusually well-dressed people."
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Thrick rumbles at the human, mimicking a good laugh, "Liam, you must understand the predicament of those of us with scales. We don't retain heat like the fleshy races do. We need to bask in the warmth of the sun, or fire, or an alchemical heating compress. So, most clothing doesn't serve the common purpose that it would on you....Not to mention that these clothes keep getting caught on my dorsal spines. The jewelry is another story, being nothing more than an accentuating piece." Thrick muses for a moment what price these pieces of jewelry could fetch before pushing the though from his mind. These were gifts and humans find it disrespectful to sell a gift. He lets out a sigh, knowing he'd have to find another way to afford some specialized plate for himself.
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 "Hello Sahi, you'll have to do better than that to sneak up on me." The lizardman rumbles a laugh as he looks at his ophidian friend. "Are you enjoying yourself? I know this many people and these stuffy clothes must feel suffocating." He pulls on the collar of the outfit, trying to make it even an ounce more comfortable than it is, but to no avail. His tail swishing to and fro in a mildly agitated fashion.
Male Lizardfolk Fighter 1/ Expert 1
Thrick stands off to the side, uncomfortably tugging at the sleeves of his courtier's outfit. Clothing over scales never seemed like a good idea, it only led to his claws getting stuck...or his tail. He'd speak up to Jarx, "How do you think they figured out what sizes we were? I can't recall sharing it with anyone, much less giving it to a Noble." More fidgeting, these clothes were coming off the moment this gathering was over and his comfortable rags were coming on.
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