Offering a twisted grin, "Then the Gods shall decide and I am very certain you all will be found wanting. The Dawnflower has never looked kindly on wanton cruelty or preying on those weaker than you." I did have Vael walk closer to the guards while she was talking to them and she is gonna rush the important looking one.
I totally forgot to ask. The raven I used as a base has the ability to speak one language. I was gonna go with Common or Celestial if I could still have that. Also a ring of sparks is awesome! But I will wait for an answer to Auroa's question before having Vael come back. Did the nicer Cleric have a name?
Wiggling a little but ceasing the shooting of what little fire she has. It had to be the one she bickered with... Looking back and forth between the human, the more familiar face of Anzath, and the decaying face of the mortal she was charged with. Don't say no. Don't say no. Don't say no! Pushing further into the woman when picked up. The whole not getting along fading away at the joy of some kind of contact.
Both look awesome. The cleric looks like she can hang out in the front when need be and the channel evil is awesome. I will be using that archetype in the game I run. My players will not like that :) The bloodrager is a fun class in general and great in the front. I like both. Is there one you like more Polux?
Samy: Keeping as far a distance as she can Valrah moves as quietly as possible behind the group. About 45 ft back
stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19 Yous stupid child! Stealing a killing just because you can... Fighting with dogs. If that had been you getting bitten like that you would be dead. Selfish mortal... Safe to assume that tangent just continues.
Fort: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 9
Going to assume Shiloh was able to slip away before heading out here to summon Valrah. Valrah would be keeping a good distance from the others. After the group has moved past the Tannery Valrah would. She has scent if that notes me anything. Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 Nope! I am no help. Quietly tailing Shiloh and the other mortals on what Shiloh called a heist. Pulling her dark cloak tighter around herself she moves up to the palisade but notes nothing. Not that I know what I am looking for you wretched child! |