Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Dorrack thought you should knw we still waiting on Florin for his first round action and your attack will fall on the second round :) sometimes it gets messy if people post for multiple turns that have yet to come :) haha sorry thought id catch ya before we have everyone else posting
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Full round attack on the goblins surrounding Vulf Vulf lashes out with his swords one blade swinging wildly at the tiny goblin but the back swing cuts down the goblins companion neatly coming up from the floor to cut it across the width of it's frail body. 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 1 = 5 Goblin 1 1d20 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 + 1 = 16 Goblin 2
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf nods to the others before slowly ripping a pice of his shirt off and wraps his hand holding the rock up to save himself from any sharp glass to fall on it. Then he stands next to a window nearest the door and listens, straining his elven senses to the max in order to make sure this was the right place. Perception1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 Pretty much if he is able to hear something moving in the room he wouldnt break this window but going off of the info he heard from everyone I will proceed to break this one nearest the door at A1 sorry Florin. Vulf nods at his companions then breaks the window with rock with his cloth covered hand cringing slightly at the sound of breaking glass so close to him. Then after he sees Florin move in he vaults up after him blades ready before moving over to try and open the door for everyone else. Acrobatics if needed1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf blanches his cheeks going pink. "Mistress we did no such thing we merely feel asleep after we resolved an argument outside and then we talked late into the night and found ourselves sleeping in the same room. I assure you my tribes customs are strict in the regards of such...actions. I would never try such a thing under the roof of Zelaria's mother. Please mistress beleive me when I say I would never try that my only intention is to get your and your husband's blessing before anything." He looks around wildly for Zelaria hoping she would come help him his control of the language slipping.
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf awakens with a start and stumbles around trying to orient himself and then crawls down the ladder leaving his gear upstairs though as he slept with all his clothes on he can tell that he might not be the most presentable as he spts quite a few hairs have escaped his warriors braid. "Yes misstress?" he says humbly to Iolana sleep fast retreating from his voice as he takes in the woman's face and body language. Sense Motive 1d20 ⇒ 16
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf follows and smiles at her when she lays down, he spreads his own set of furs atop her to keep her warm and then he settles down beside her. He grins suddenly in impish delight as a thought struck him."Your scary when your angry Zelaria. Small but fierce." He giggles and holds her hand to his lips and kisses them slightly his grin spreading across his whole face. "On the morrow we shall work together to keep your town safe."
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf comes awake at the sound of Zelaria's voice and looks up at her. As he stands he thinks on her words and carefully takes a few steps towards her. He looks down at her face meeting her eyes. "Earlier you said you saw me talking to the that elf woman. You are unhappy over that why? Do you wish to know what we talked about? She asked about my tribe and how I came to be here. We then talked about how you are the kindest woman I know, someone who took me in a stranger off the streets. She then said she would rethink her view on you and that was all. I do not wish to stay at the dirty inn Hagfish I would rather stay with you but only if this strife between us can be layed down to rest. I do not wish to lose my dearest friend and my wreath bound." he finishes quietly looking down at her for her reaction.
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf disregards the small dragon and turns and looks at the dwarf he couldnt help but feel that this was all partially the dwarf's fault somehow. But yet it wasn't, he was confused and unsure how to proceed he was just...angry..tired? He turns his gaze back to Zelaria and merely turns and walks away in the direction of her home saying nothing. When he arrives he smiles at Zelaria's mother but to her questions about the dinner he merely tells her that it had been enlightining and that Zelaria was taking a stroll with Father Dorrack. Aftwerwords he goes up to the room hed been allowed and packs up his few things into his pack and then slips downstairs. He takes a seat then outside his back and sord propped up against the house and his furs pulled up about him as he awaits Zelaria's return intent on talking but as time passed he could fel the tug of sleep at his body and the drinks he had consumed lulled him into a light doze. His head tilted to the side as he slept fitfully.
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf grins, this was more to his element planning battle and the eagerness of a fight perhaps worthy enough to add to his tattoos weight. "Then its simple we go to one of the three tribes and kill them. Kill the alliance piece by piece, remove them from the body of the host and the foe is weaker for it."
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf frowns and touches Zelaria's shoulder slightly before speaking. "When our tribes went to battle another tribe we would send raiders to ransack the enemies food supply, it disheartens them and makes it harder for them to adequately supply their warriors thus an easier battle for our own. These goblins might be only small pinpricks trying to weaken the town before an assault once the vulnerable spot is exposed."
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf glances at the woman and sighs and rubs at one of his ears. "My grandfather and the elders branded me outcast because I was a halfbreed. My mother died in childbirth and my father was a human woodcutter. They never told me what really happened but when she died my grandfather took revenge and killed my father. So i grew up in a tribe full of elves that though I wasn't worth to live. So when I grew to age and took my tattoos of adulthood they banished me till I prove I am worth returning. Vulf says nostalgically the alcohol obviously loosening his tongue.
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
"She is talking about her first family...the one she lost Rohan. Ethan, was one of her brothers that disappeared. The drinks and ...you must have made her remember...." Vulf pauses and and then turns away not knowing how to help and disappears back towards the Hagfish just wanting everything to go back to the way they were. Once he gets there he unbuckles his sword and snarls to the tavern owner. "The strongest thing you have." He slides some gold across the table to owner. "Don't stop." He glances back towards the elven woman. Elven: "May your night be more merry than mine."[/b]
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf heard voices...from the tavern more rambunctious laughter, it annoyed him. He shook his head again to try and clear it and starts walking towards home. Odd when did I start thinking Zelaria's house was home? When the sdhouting started Vulf can make out Zelaria and Rohan distantly but still unclear the next thing he knew she was pushing Rohan and shouting something about Shayliss. Drawing his sword he begins to walk up unsure what was going on but his control was slipping he didnt understand why. "Zelaria? Rohan? Whats going on?"
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf almost snarls at the dwarf but controlling himself pushes his way out of the hagfish uncaring of who or what got into his way. Perception1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf restrains himself from any outbursts the alcohol working its way through him. He looks concernedly at Zelaria and when she gets up to leave he makes a move to follow her but maybe...she wanted time to herself? He didn't understand, he sighs and goes to order another dragon punch and swallows it down. He missed the simplicity of battle, out there it was kill or be killed. Here in the city everything was twisted and turned about, allies seemingly to taunt one another and...He shakes his head as the drink bites again and he looks over to the female elf laughing with her companions...She was...different than other elven woman he was accustomed to...which made him think of Zelaria again...Should he go after her or???
Male Half Elf Barbarian 1
Vulf smiles down at Zelaria and hugs her to him his arms wrapped about her softly before kissing her cheek in reply. "When I find a flower worthy of you I will lay my wreath at your feet. And no monster or man shall keep it from you. If we do have to grow apart I shall as well, be at your side. But..." he pauses and grins suddenly white teeth flashing. " If you gave me the gift of your company I would never let you down." he finishes then and releases her glancing about at the townsfolk who had stopped and stared at the young couple. He giggled suddenly and swooped up Zelaria in his arms and dashed off only to set her down when they had rounded the corner of the street away from prying eyes. "Now lets go help the town!"
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