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Grunting at the spectacle, "'Righto, well lets get back now, the Duke'll be waitin' fer us, sure he's got more missions fer us," She'll walk back over to the dragons, chop their heads off with a few hacks and start dragging their heads back with her as she makes for town.
Yeah, I gotta say, he really surprised me there at the end. It was awesome! I had so much fun, crazy for this campaign to be ending, we've played together for a year!
Thyra will make a rather goading attack on the dragon, "Fight meh! Ya blue-liver'd lizard"
Thyra will charge toward the dragon, battle axe held high, "RaaaarrrgghhH"
Thyra dances around, wincing as the lightning bolt rattles her armor, growling, she'll advance toward the dragon, swinging her battle axe menacingly. She'll catch her breath as she advances on the dragon. ”Yer next, dragon, your head will adorn my home nicely"
Thyra'll move directing her attack at the next nearest target, flying into a rage, swinging her battle axe with the utmost abandon as she fights for truth, justice and the Dwarven way.
Thyra continues hacking away at the Red Dragon.
Thyra will lay into the Dragon, hacking at its neck, joining the fray with Spidre, laying into this beast, Elf and Dwarf.
"HYYAAAAAAGGGHHHH"
Thyra will rush forward to aid Spidre fighting the Red Dragon. She'll make her first attack a menacing attack, trying to frighten the dragon!
Ready to interpose her shield in case the dragon attacks Spidre again. "Ya've breathed yer last breath, dragon, perpare ta die!"
"Straight ta business, eh!"
Alright, things are crazy over in the campaign side! I just read Jiggy's posts, we jumped right into the final battle. That said, I would still like 2 or 3 Extra Strength Healing Potions. So if we can spare 600 gp, Thyra'd appreciate it.
Hey guys, I work at a Harley-Davidson dealership, we are having the Pacific Northwest Motorcycle Rally at our dealership this weekend, I'll be working 7 am to 11 pm thursday-saturday. You might have to bot me/buy me potions/make decisions without me for a few days. I can't wait to punch koriszegy in his stupid vamp face though!
I gave up +1 full plate, sell away! Thyra would want to buy some more healing potions as she drank all of them in the last dungeon.
Okay leveled up, got some hitpoints, another superiority dice, 2 more maneuvers, I got menacing attack, so I can frighten enemies with my hits and Parry which lets me reduce some damage I take from an attack. I also got Know Your enemy, spend a minute observing an enemy and I can learn a couple things about them.
Sorry guys, things have been a bit crazy for me, I'm gonna try and level up today.
Nodding as surely praise is showered upon the group, "Please, we jus' innit ta protect tha people, we'd've done it for anyone," Looking around, "Now, where's a bed, Ai about died twice gettin' that chalice, Ai need some sleep,"
Grunting, Thyra will place her axe into the rim of one of the chests, popping it open.
Thyra will stand at the ready incase another mummy pops up.
Thyra, during the rest, will motion over to the burnt corpse, "Halsere, wha'do'ya make o' that stuff? He hit pretty damn hard fer that ta be stock,"
Yeah, I think we only get the +1d6 bonus once though right? I don't know, it seems like the fights are only going to get harder, I'm gonna need every HP I have to survive the onslaught.
I doubt we are going to have time to rest again, so might as well blow it all to heal back up to full.
Hey guys, I'm 5 hours into a 16 hour work day, I don't know if I'll get to post again today.
Rising slowly to her feet, she'll look around at her companions and the scorched mummy, barely hearing Pietro, "Aye, a rest be nice but, we don't have much time, Ai don' know if Ai can press on without a rest though," She'll pick up her battle axe, cleaning the dirt and grime off it from having fallen down. "What do'ya'll say, press on?"
Thyra will return the favor, swinging hard at the undead fiend.
"Raaarrgghhh"
Grunting as Halsere finally finishes his spell and watching the others spout off about long dead people. "Great, now were tomb robbers, all fer good though, I guess,"
Pointing to the cups and mugs, "Any o' those tha chalice?"
"I'm not against crackin' 'em open ta find the cup," She'll frown and look around at her group "Do ya thank any of 'em have tha crown?"
"Alright, one room left ta check, let's go, "
oh my bad! I forgot.
adds 14 more hitpoints to my 49. Puts me at 63 of 74
Starting from 5 hp
Drank all my potions, puts me at 49 of 76
Thyra heaves herself off the ground, using her axe as leverage. Looking around, she'll dig out some potions, "we. .huff. .Have ta keep going," wiping sweat off her brow, she'll boldly begin looking around.
Drawing out one last potion, she'll hand it to Spidre, "Look, friend, Ai'm startin' ta think Ai ain't leavin' this crypt. If we find that chalice, ya take it and drink this, we have ta save tha Duke first," Thyra hands over her potion of invisibility, if Spidre chooses to take it.
Thyra attacks her rapier wielding foe savagely, showing the weakness behind such a pathetic sword.
"Yah just gun and piss'd me off,"
Nodding to Peitro, Thyra'll have her axe and shield at the ready as she creeps forward, peering into the darkness, trying to discern any signs of danger. "Aye, slow goin' though, don't need no ambush,"
"Aye, well lets get ta it then, friends o' tha crown next?"
After restin' for a bit, having a bit of hard jerky, Thyra, patting her legs and stretching will pop up, "Aye, let's get ta it, tha lord's a dying while we rest,"
Thyra'll pull out some rations, eating a quick snack and then she'll search the area. "Lotta fightin' in this place,"
Thyra, continuing to interpose shield whenever possible, will take two quick chops at the front mummy.
"G'bye, foul creature!"
I'm traveling for work tomorrow, will be unable to really post from 7:30 AM Pacific Standard Time until about 10 pm PST. If we are all waiting for me at 10 pm, I'll be sure to post.
Thyra will rain a flurry of blows down on the enemy to her left. "This be tha end fer ya, monster!"
Roaring in anger as these skeletons hurt her friends, Thyra will pray that Torm lends her the strength to vanquish these vile abominations. Standing next to Mirrel to protect him if she can. "RRAaaaaaawwwghh!!"
Feeling Mirrel's surge of magic take over her body, Thyra exclaims happily, Hot damn, tha's what Ai'm talkin' about, Mirrel my boy, ya'v dun good!
I think the solution might be to just kill the creature we are afraid of, overcome our fear that way.
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