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Zotu volunteers for first or last (not counting Nokazi's sneaking).

"These northern humans think they are better than everyone else... yet they need our blades to save the-" Zotu stops mid word, unable to finish his sentence. He pauses for a moment, still dazed, looks at the tunnel. "These depths are certainly the source of the problem..."

Zotu lies on his back, one elbow to the ground, his back writhing up and his other hand on this throat. A garbled, "Devils!," is barely audible if at all. His eyes turn from anger as the healing magics work their course.

My mistake, not yours. My hitpoints as listed are including 9 rounds of healing (otherwise i am still unconscious. I'll mark accordingly if we do not get this rest.

Hmmm I guess I would be healed. I'll wait for Kieth to confirm. :D

The zombie's bite overwhelms Zotu who falls to the ground unconscious.

attempt to stabilize, DC10: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (3) - 2 = 1

The scrape of fingernails on the marbled floor. As he turns his face shifts to surprise and disgust. "These unnatural fruits.." Zotu walks forward at a swift but measured pace. He crudely turns his rapier sideways and stabs of the risen noble's face.

Looking at the map I'm not sure.

The cut along Zotu's chest is deep and knocks him back for a moment. Realizing the direness of the situation he looks around the room for any weapons, military or makeshift.

1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

I'll find something soon enough :)

Zotu finishes his move around the other attackers, hurdling a pew. The then swings his right fist as hard as he can at one of the mysterious figures.

tohit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Probably provokes attack of opportunity. Moved my marker on the map.

Zotu looks at the blood spattered floor, sees the opera attendees in the corner surrounded by these cowards and charges with both hands closed together, attacking them from behind.

Drunkard #2 or similar in the top left corner

Zotu hurdles a pew, running charges a zombie, shoulder down.

tohit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
damage: 1d3 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Sorry if this isn't a legal move, no map available at the moment.

Any folding chairs handy?

Zotu sat quietly uninterested in the opera. When the zombies attack he exclaims, "Poison!" in Elvish, a jungle elf curse.

At my Dad's for Thanksgiving. Should be able to post daily.

The elf named Zotu Starshine stood muscle-bound in a fancy new suit, looking in the mirror preparing for the House of the Immortal Sun. His coat was some of the finest Absalomese work. His brown-green hair and green eyes matched nicely the charcoal grey jacket and pants. His large muscular hands stick out with a white brim of cloth from the end of the jacket. Under the jacket is a nice white button up shirt with a thin green cravat.

Zotu didn't have much in common with the Sczarni but they set him up with a quaint hotel room and assisted in finding a fine tailor. Zotu did not like the feel of such tight clothing. These northerners did not appreciate the freedom of air and nature. Even the mirror was strange to Zotu, he had only previously seen himself in the reflection of water.

None the less Zotu did not seek to be a distraction for the mission. His new employers made him quite nervous. The Sczarni correspondence always stated things in a matter of fact manner, 'dispose' and 'execute' were matter of fact terms for a Mwangi Ekujae. Jaesali Rangers put down oppression, not take impose it on others.

Zotu's arms are crossed squarely over his still puffed chest. "Love is all that is keeping him in this world." Zotu shakes his head with an emotionless mask of a face.

Zotu sheaths his sword, chest puffing and chin strong. Then a look of remembering flashes in his eyes, "Kalkamedes!" Zotu rushes to check the status of the group's guide.

@ Zotu, lets assume that you had your sword out for the dungeon dice. Feel free to make a charge attack if you want.

Yes please.

tohit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Zotu eyes are as wide as an owls when he sees the undead dragon. He hears Gamin calling to him, and looks around to see if he can find the sword. Unsure as to whether to attempt to silence the gnome or attack the shambling dragon, he decides it best to fight the zombie.

Zotu draws his sword and runs as fast as he can at the beast.

Pretty sure I can't charge since my sword is not already drawn. That would put me 6 squares closer to the dragon (which I don't see on the map). I moved myself on the map.

Where is Gamin?

I've climbed trees higher than that while being chased by a Girallon.

Zotu looks up the elevator mechanism, with no time to fiddle with the foul contraption, he climbs up the wall to his friends.

Zotu reaches for his sword when he sees the hell spawned creature. "That must die." Then he notices the others have gotten on the elevator and is full, which momentarily turns his anger to his friends, and then his brow quickly cools.

"I know not what to do but I also feel refreshed."

Zotu still lies aside the ruin's corridor and begins to close his eyes.

Zotu, unable to budge the door, slouches against side of the corridor turns and rests his back against the wall, sitting on the ground eventually.

Zotu climbs the steps behind Kalkamedes, and does his best to budge the doors.

Zotu looks at the strange arch and can only think of the dead civilizations in the Mwangi.

I will be able to post the rest of today and might not be able to tomorrow, so carry on without me if needed.

Any signs of their affiliation or identity?

"A tree walker would be valuable on this trail." Zotu say as he begins to search the bandit's bodies.

Hope I can hit something and maybe we will survive. :D

"So, you want to die." Zotu quips as he pulls out his long sword. Gripping it with both hands he swings fully at the bandit.

"Gamin, you spoke of bandits on these roads. Are these bandits we can expect to see in this direction?" Zotu's eyes narrow as he addresses the sword for the first time.

"Yes, the bear is odd. Attack instead of protect it's cubs, strange." Zotu looks behind the dead bear for its cubs. "I will hope the cubs are not rabid." Zotu moves carefully longsword in one hand.

"Beast!" Zotu pauses a moment before jumping to action. "You will pay for that!" His eyes blink one last time before he swings his longsword, prepare to meets his fate.

General consensus so far seems to be to work our way around, but mama bear hasn't acted in her second round, yet, and she might not like all the torch waving and Zotu's chicken sounds.

lol

Well that was a nice try. :D

Zotu let's out a low whistle to get the bear's attention. He then starts to make a clicking noise with his mouth.

Can't say that I do. I think I moved the right model to the right place on the map.

Zotu moves in front of Meridith and Kalkamedes. He takes the long sword off his back. He holds it firmly with both hands. He has a terrible look in his eyes, staring the bear straight in its' face.

"Go friend. Take our guest from here." Zotu says to Meredith, never breaks his sight from the bear.

"Let me help friends." Zotu attempts to climb down skillfully.

50ft hemp

"Yes. We can tie him up and lower him." Zotu contemplates with his large hand on his hairless, square jaw.

I'm just roleplaying, obviously, if that is ok with you.

"I hope we don't find out." Zotu says as he helps the rest restrain Kalkamedes.

Yup, I'm still expecting to not get in. Just letting you know I'm still interested and available.

Hi, Castle_Bravo checking in.

Zotu yells to his friends, "Get back! I can't follow us!" Then he runs upto Kalkamedes and fireman carries him away from the bush.