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CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "Oh yeah, aside from nearly being a spider snack it got by blood pumping! Call on me if you ever need any more help around here!" Dreki says laughing at the whole situation. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "AHA, a fake? We came all this way and foiled her plan over a fake!" Dreki starts to laugh and bellow as he prepares to bring back the body of Riverbane. He looks to the others, "This time I swear I have a reason. Our friend back there will want a show for those that want to attempt what she did...better a pirate in charge that is our friend than a bunch of others fighting." ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() Drekis continues to swing, unbothered by the miss. Glaive @ Red: 1d20 + 4 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 + 2 - 1 = 23
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CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "Lady Riverbane, this is vengeance." he roars as he closes the distance. Glaive @ Red: 1d20 + 4 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 - 1 = 8
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CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() Who is the other red guy at the bottom of the map? "You saved us the questions. Kill or be killed makes what comes next easy!" Dreki roars as he advances on the group of enemies.
"None of you even get by me alive!" ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "We better be quick but keep your eyes peeled. Blades at the ready, I know mine is." Dreki echoes Ashtoret, "You don't have to fight but staying here is dangerous, can you keep pace?" he asks the two men. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "Well, my comrades did the dirty work on that creep thing but my name is Dreki Valrend. The Black Marquis did indeed send us." he replies to both of them. "Zukka here is still looking rough, can we patch him up." he says asking the others for help. He focuses on that over the revelation, letting the others deal with such a delicate topic. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "The baubles aren't going anywhere..." Drekis says as he rushes over to the live ones before starting to laugh. "...and I guess neither are you two. Don't move or come at me but I will get you free." Dreki works to cut the others free with Nightkit. "Glad to see some normal faces here. Names?" he asks. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "Careful, another pit...I prefer monsters that charge us and not play games." he warns and makes room for Nightkit as they approach. He takes up a defensive position nearby. "I'll keep watch, best I could do otherwise is walk around it." he mentions. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "Bold! I like it but whatever was controlling it won't like losing its meal or...toy..." Dreki says moving with Lilac but giving them space. Didn't see you move on the map but I will follow 10 feet behind. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "Hah, I guess I am not really prepared for this." Dreki says while keeping in front of the group for whatever creature is stirred by the projectiles. Will keep readying a reach attack on anything that comes in range, as we move or wait. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() Ya know...I now realize it is an old faction goal for the Cheliax (now Dark Archive) faction mission, but this guy is Grand Lodge and we have no DA. Woops time to make up a reason. "Well, I can't say I had a big plan other than bringing it back their Captain. Closure or something. When I am hurt my mind gets a little lopsided." Dreki says looking around unsure what else to say. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "I can see why so many fell to these monsters. Without such resourceful and strong companions I would have joined them all more than once." Dreki says thanking his allies and taking the potions. Lesser Restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 3
He stretches and flexes his arms, smiling at the strength returning to him. --- Dreki reaches out to brace himself but finds the fall...pleasant, at least relative to everything before it. At the bottom he wastes no time removing the remaining hand and finding his way back up. Strength: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20 He tosses up an end of his rope before climbing. Climb: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() AOO Glaive: 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 2 = 8
Fortitude: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8 Dreki growls through gritted teeth as the bite begins to burn. He instinctively creates a gap between him and his target. 5-foot step. "OH YEAH, eight legged motherless..." Dreki begins to rant, continuing into Hallit expletives, as his muscles start to swell. Entering Rage.
AC is currently 11. Also the dice are getting their vengeance for the back to back 20s. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "Ah a mess...salt spray will wash it away soon." Dreki sighs as he looks at the blood, he perks up as the group looks over the plunder. --- "These monsters should put up more of a fight than those fools that attempted to board us. You and your boys going to be okay while we head over, Captain?" he asks as he gets his glaive at the ready. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "You are more pathetic than fresh whelps. I dare you to come across." Drekis says as he moves up and attempts to swing at the green boarder. Glaive (Reach): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
Critical Confirm: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
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CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "I'll cut down any beasts that want to board. I feel like I am back on the raiding ships of home...but a bit warmer!" Dreki says posting up on the mast where he can get to anything quickly. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "You sound like you know what you are saying. Now I just need to find those stalls again." Dreki says calling out for someone selling the Antitoxin, purchasing a vial. At the mention of using an axe he takes a look at his glaive and shrugs. This should do. ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() Diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21 After they leave for the boat, Dreki speaks up again. "Luckily, when I was lost on the way here I heard a great deal about those men under the Marquis and the unfortunate circumstances. If we don't get this handled there might be a new Marquis! Nothing particularly useful for beating down these monsters though." He shares all the spoilers. He lets out a deep sigh. "Anyone understand what we need to buy to ward off any nasty bites? Is that anti-venom or toxin or poison?" ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() Dreki seems to scoff at the mention of pirates, "Raiders by another name. We will have to watch our backs during this mission." --- He nods as the Marquis talks, "It is an impressive feat to control these lands. If your own best fell prey to these monsters, we will be proving our strength today. Tell me what you know of these abominations and beasts?" ![]()
CN Male Human Barbarian 1 | HP: 15/15 | AC: 15 T: 11 FF: 14 | CMB: 4, CMD: 15 | F: 4 R: 1 W: 0 | Init: 3 | Speed 40ft | Active conditions: None
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| Rage: 6/6 ![]() "Ah, the breeze feels great and it doesn't taste so foul on the rivers." The voice is deep but carries with it a wistfulness. If you follow it back to the source, a mountain of a man spins and steps about through the bustle of the docks. His fair skin is bears tan lines from a chain shirt and a multitude of scars, jet black hair falls over his shoulders in an unkempt shag as his green eyes scan the horizon. He wears scant other than leather trousers, a knapsack, and a chain shirt. His heavy steps are followed by the jingle of trinkets made with twine, bone, and gems that adorn his glaives handle. He stops and sighs, likely realizing he is actually lost. Daggermark is no bigger than the sea...I can find this meeting spot. He easily shakes of the momentary frustration before continuing on his way. ![]()
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