I miss this game. You guys were and still are awesome. I apologize for falling off the face of the earth.
Did I die honorably?
Search Posts
Tok stand still for a moment, the thrill of battle still coursing through him. Taking a moment to center himself, he finally notices that he is alone in the room. He hurries to catch up with the others.
Tok attacks the back of the Tiefling attacking Merax. Attack 1: for
Tok takes aim at the Tiefling between him and Merax. He attacks with a flurry of elbow attacks. Attack 1: for
Tok attempts to kick at the standing tiefling. for Stepping to flank the Tiefling, Tok moves and attacks with a flurry of fists.
Attack 1: for
Tok removes the bolt from his arm and feels Caldazar's healing embrace close the wound. To ensure that at least two of them doesn't fire their crossbows without paying for it, Tok rushes to the other side of the room and prepares to attack at the first available opportunity.
If possible, Tok will step into the space vacated by Caldazar and attempt to strike the dog with his fists. for
Tok sneaks back to the others and reports back. He whispers, "There are four of them, playing some type of card game. They seem to be unaware of our presence. How would you like to proceed?"
Tok whispers, "I can see just fine. Let me go ahead and see what we're up against." Tok continues to move quietly forward toward the sound of the laughter.
Tok readies a couple of shurikens and allows his eyes to adjust to the darkness - he pays close attention to his surroundings and for anything out of the ordinary.
Tok nods and begins swinging the hook. Taking aim he heaves the grappling hook upwards.
Tok grabs a CMW. "So who will scale this building? I can give it a go, but I have no climbing gear - or skill for that matter."
I'm thinking flowing monk. Tok's graceful, right?
So, Tark, what's your thought on adapting our characters to reflect the new archetypes in UC?
"Are the Children ready for this? Should we spend more time preparing with them or simply push them into the fire and jump in after them?" Tok avoids Mathalen glances - he doesn't feel that she is physically prepared to do battle yet, but doesn't want to embarrass her.
"That would take far too long, wouldn't it?" Tok asks, completely missing the jest. "No, I can handle myself if we need to take the roof path. Is tonight the night?"
"The surprise will be if we pull this off. I'm sure you've all heard countless stories of dwarves scaling rooftops and leaping down upon their unsuspecting foes." Tok says, pausing. "Yeah. Me neither."
"Is there any advantage to going at night, then?" Tok asks, ignoring Pollux. "Would there not be some element of surprise in going during the day?"
Tok will accompany Ruttle to his place of business. Seeing the state it's in, he says simply, "So we'll be starting our business from scratch?" Working with Mathalen, Tok is uncharacteristically patient. Though the physical toll is weighing on her, she is showing exceptional mental capacity. After a particularly painful training exercise, Tok says, "Your mind is strong. Your body is...disappointing. Fortunately, that is preferable for the path you are considering. The body can formed, the mind is far more difficult. I am an illustration of that reality."
Tok, following Ruttle's lead, spends much of the week with Mathalen, teaching her some basic unarmed fighting techniques. When he's not with Mathalen, he looks for work with Ruttle's assistance. He realizes that he has to be careful not to raise too much attention to his skills or techniques, as there are few Dwarven monks roaming the streets of Westcrown. This reality does hamper his job search quite a bit. When not with Ruttle or Mathalen, he returns to a small commune of clerics and priests of various faiths in a very poor section of Westcrown. He stays in a shared room with several others, but mostly keeps to himself, meditating and training.
Tok stows his gear and looks uncertainly towards Ruttle. "I am still in your employ - though, apparently, the nature of what that looks like has shifted. Do you still desire my assistance in your future ventures?"
Tok is completely confused by the proceedings. "I don't want to hear this fool perform," he says as Pollux is shouting. Seeing the rest of the crew making their way out of the stables, he follows as quickly as he can.
Untrained Knowledge Local Check: Tok has no idea who this man is and watches and listens as Caldazar approaches him. To no one in particular, he says, "Why does it seem that people are the kindest to those who are so undeserving of it?"
Tok is encouraged by Mathalen's enthusiasm. He speaks almost gently with her as they return the horses. "The Path of the Master is not easy. But it is well-traveled. If you follow in the footsteps of those who have gone before, you can achieve greatness. Tell me, do you desire to be a student of the Master?"
It's incredibly fun to not know anything about what's coming. I'm just along for the ride! That said, are you ok with my taking the Drunken Master down the road? Like next level? Ruttle, I suppose you and I need to discuss how to get our little venture off the ground sooner, rather than later.
As for Tok, I can't imagine that he would ever take a brew like that. He only drinks water and eats very simply. It would be a stretch for him to drink that. Unless, of course, I adopt the Drunken Master archetype (which I'm considering). Then, he'll drink anything.
You can't win over everyone. I'm sure, in time, Tok will come to adore your crazy antics. But you're quite different than the stoic monks he encountered in the monastery...
"It is better to endorse them?" Tok shakes his head in disbelief.
Turning to Ruttle, Tok asks quietly, "Why do our companions lavish such praise upon the crazy?"
Tok nods. "Tok Goldfist, student of the Master, and...uh...other partner of Ruttle and Goldfist."
Tok watches Pollux gather flowers and shakes his head. "Are we ready to be off, then?"
Tok helps heft the bodies of the unconscious enemies into the carriage. "You think that one who got away will be able to describe us? Or, you lot rather. I'm not sure I can be disguised."
Tok wipes his hands on his scarf and moves to the back of the carriage by Ruttle. "This is who we bled for? I was expecting someone more...inspirational," Tok says. "I suppose his words are stirring." Looking at the bound man, he asks, "Arael, I assume?" Sense Motive Check:
Grappling with the armiger, Tok attempts to land two more knees to his foe. Attack 1
Attack 2
Seeing his immediate foe fall, he turns his attention to the other armiger and attempts to grapple him and then damage him with a knee strike.
Doding the Armiger's blows, Tok strikes back with a flurry of his own. WIth the first attack, he attempts to stun his foe. Attack 1:
Attack 2:
Tok follows Caldazar's lead and flanks the other side of the carriage. Hearing Caldazar's voice crack at his intimidation attempt, he tries to do the same thing. "There is no need to spill your blood today. We simply want we have come for. Stand aside." Intimidate:
Tok prepares his shurikens, wraps his scarf around his neck and nods towards Ruttle.
Turning back to the strategy discussion and away from Pollux, Tok says, "I too would like to be as near the carriage as possible. I don't want to be late to the skirmish because of my size."
Tok is taken aback by Pollux's offer. "On second thought, perhaps we should train after our task is complete. I would hate for any of us to be damaged by our own hands when we will likely receive some damage from the Hellknights."
|