Zaathun

Barbara Silverstone Character Info PhyCon: 11/11 | StuCon: 10/10 | Dodge: 12 | Soak: 17*11 in Armoured Clothing | Edge: 1/2 | Initiative: 12+1d6 Seattle ain't the place to use as an example, hon. Plenty of folks get ventilated by lucky drekheads there. Stifling a chuckle at Suit's response, while sharing the sentiment of the young looking - They're all young looking, Barb, you need your soykaf - elf, she nods, before slowly reaching towards her bag. "Don't know how wired you are at the moment, pal, but we got the starving covered already. Pickle packed you lunch." Slowly taking out the two bottles and two wrappers from it, she takes a step to the side to put them on a table. "Don't know your dietary restrictions, pal, but I'm sure you'll manage. You want extra and some blankets, car's outside.", she tilts her head at the door, eyeing the man and his actions. OOC Not sure if I should roll anything, but I think since we beleive this place searched, we should move towards the repair shop, the shotgun in the mall and then the post office - if that. Ideally if we speak to the three they'd mention to the others that we're friendly.

Davir Karst Cargomaster "Nice sailin', Akari, lad. Keep it up and EJ will offer ya a job!", Davir adds, before nodding at Duncan. "That's the spirit! Remember, if an'one wants ta buy your sweat, it don't mean what ya think it means." Buckling the pistol at his hip and undoing the overalls to show a fair amount of pale, black-etched flesh clad in an already slightly damp sweatshirt, Davir takes his spot at the back of the hauler. "Right, Pilot! Captain told me ta tell ya, we see an ol' lady this time, we run her over.", he shouts with an overly serious expression. "The ol' bag, not the Captain." Stats Borai - Solarian 1 HP: 13/13 | SP: 11/11 | EAC: 14 | KAC: 14 | FORT: +6 | REF: +3 | WILL: +2 | INITIATIVE: +3 PRIMARY WEAPON: Solar Weapon - 1d6+4+1+3 Slashing Azimuth Lazer Pistol - 1d4F, off hand. Actions

Human Raider As Ranulf glances at the water, he winces for a moment, then looks back at Vilrun. "Willing, to be sure. Maybe too willing, our friend is, but neither Hjarlof nor you would befit to be drenched in brine when we talk to your old clan, Vilrun.", he says with a wily smile, before turning his head over the edge of the boat. "Roosters need not, Gray Feather! Neither do most of us, though the enthusiasm is powerful!", Ranulf replies with a laugh as he reaches to his belt and draws out a long black-tipped white feather. With a high pitched whistle to his lips, he casts it at the sea. As the feather touches the water, a white wood boat with an elegant bird's long neck appears. Jumping off from the longship's deck and landing on the boat, he ushers the others to follow him."It should help us move as much as we need on the shore, battle or not, crew included." Reaching towards the boat's side, he extends a hand to Gray Feather. "Let's get your down dry, friend." Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 FP 3/3 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: Move: Standard: Full Action: OOC Ranulf is using his Swan Boat Token since I feel this is the most opportune moment for it, and we're all getting landfall anyway. He'd be happy to escort Gray Feather on his scouting mission.

Human Raider Nodding along at the skald's tales, Ranulf mostly remains silent, perching on top of a water barrel as he does so. The notion of introductions makes him wince a little, as he picks a small dagger from his pocket and begins carving piece of dried meat from his pocket and absent-mindedly chewing it. The notion of Hjarlof being orphaned makes him glance at the man, and the long tale of the newcomer has his eyes glow with keen interest. "Hm. Many names. Though not in the same way as a thief or a liar, but of deeds. That I can understand. At least you're open to your mysteries, Gray Feather.", he relays slowly, before chewing down for a few uncomfortable moments longer. "That I can understand. That, and I like your trinkets." He adds, pointing a finger at the collection of feathers from the newcomer with a smile. He takes a moment to see if the silence holds, and steps up, stretching his shoulders. "I am Ranulf. Son of Halfdan, son of Ranulf. I hail from Visavik, a small village in Hrafning lands, and I have one brother. We raised chickens. I've been trying to get out of there since I could remember. I tried my hand at being a skald. The wyrd and the tales, I still remember, but telling a Saga right is beyond me, my mentor said when he kicked me out. Then, I spent three summers going viking on the seas and land." He grins, tapping at his hips where the axes are. "It took some effort to prove myself. First time I went to sea, I started getting called the Rooster as a mockery. Second and third, it was because most I went out with know that there's more than a few wolf carcasses bleaching in the woods from a rooster's spurs." Moving to the centre of the meeting, he places the pouch of meat in the middle and sits down crosslegged. "As for the calling - there are many great Hrafning heroes of note, but most are wise, independent and word-heavy. I suppose the Jarl thought it'd be wise to avoid anyone who'd be more tempted by whatever our task is than a simple axeman." Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 FP 3/3 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: Move: Standard: Full Action:

Human Raider Listening intently, though his thoughts scatter to the winds as the discussion takes place, Ranulf eventually stands up energetically from his seat. "There's little cause for more bloodshed, yet. The Ormrung are oft frustrating in their mysteries, but the same can be said for many. Ulfgrim's plan is wily, and thus I say we do it.", he smirks, before nodding at Hjarlof. "And a skald of some renown to introduce us, so that if they've not heard of our deeds, they'd be willing to hear them for the first time. Thank you for the heed, too, Vilrun. Let's not hurry to find a challenge before one fits our task." Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 FP 3/3 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: Move: Standard: Full Action:

Davir Karst Cargomaster Having spent most of his time lying down in the common room, before a clearly boredom driven attempt to get the ship into ship shape by polishing, cleaning, and dusting most things capable of obtaining said qualities, Davir seems to be vibrating at the opportunity to get off-ship. "Ah, Akiton. First time I came here, I got told not to track any sand back here, or else. 'ts impossible, just so you know. 'f one of the Shobies goes off on ya, tell 'im you'll cut 'eir knees to meet them at eye level, eh.", he grins. "See, they're a pacifist culture, they'll never do anything to you. 'armless, they are, despite 'aving all those arms." As Akari brings the ship to descent, he unbuckles the top of his overalls and heads into the cargo bay with the intention of starting to load the cargo. Stats Borai - Solarian 1 HP: 13/13 | SP: 11/11 | EAC: 14 | KAC: 14 | FORT: +6 | REF: +3 | WILL: +2 | INITIATIVE: +3 PRIMARY WEAPON: Solar Weapon - 1d6+4+1+3 Slashing Azimuth Lazer Pistol - 1d4F, off hand. Actions

Human Raider Ranulf remains quiet for the rest of the journey. The Völva's words cover all he needs to know of the stranger, though his curious eyes seem to be aimed at him and his companion more often then they are at the other newcomers. Ulfgrim's mention of the defences seems to have the shorter Hrafning latching onto every word, before he harrumphs. Taking a swig of water, he nods. "All wise thoughts, Ulfgrim. If we outnumber them, then they'd be more willing to speak to us. The shores are foreign to all of us here, and seeing fellow bannermen and women should ease their sword-hands." His thoughts once again carried away to days long gone, he wistfully smiles before giving a glance to the rest. "If my experience with the Ormrung is correct, the two things one can know about them is that they love their secrets and they tolerate no fools. And with so many wisened folk around us, of wyrd or simple talent, I think we're at a good start." I wonder... Does lightning strike twice? A reflection of my past is on these waters, for sure... But what a selfish question that would be... The short man's eyes cast on the red-headed Völva once again, as if the man wishes to speak to her, then purses his lips and stares back at the shores, focusing on the banners. Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 FP 3/3 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: Move: Standard: Full Action:

Hey! Posting here as I seem to have been the, uhm, catalyst of unexpected feelings - I did wanted to apologise to everyone about that. It started with a tongue in cheek comment on the discord regarding a fighting, and the person proposing fighting volunteering (namely, me). That was more glory than he bargained for! Ranulf's job will mostly go back to being suspicious, throwing the odd lore snippet and sneaking, though the part about feeling lesser to the large burly fighters is definitely gone!

Human Raider During the meeting, Ranulf had remained half in his thoughts, half in the observation of the newcomer. An assistance he was, no doubt about it, and as he lets the more gregarious of the quest speak, his eyes glaze on the horizon, the two boats, and his own memories of years before, scaling longship sides and claiming foes under his axes. The mention of the 'white bear', however, seems to shock him like lightning coming from a clear sky. Narrowing his eyes at this Gray-Feather, he listens with a cynical look at arms glazed as the so called man of the Twilight sky postpones his explanation. The White Bear clan, of course, was all too happy to accept the newcomer's explanation. And I considered offering mercy to the raider. One must look into his own heart first, a thought of rationale sneaks to counter his thoughts. "A keen eye, supple hand, and conviction strong enough to travel the Great Sea. We'll hear your story when you tell it, Gray-Feather!" Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 FP 3/3 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: Move: Standard: Full Action:

Human Raider As the valkyrie descends on Higvarr, Ranulf's eyes stare at the skies, once again finding nothing as it was often the case. Death in battle, as glorious as it might be, and as desired by many, was still a death, after all. Withdrawing his axe from the chest of the fallen raider, he stares around as the energy of battle sends his limbs limp for a moment. A moment later, as the shouts of victory rile him up, he wakes up to his surroundings and raises the bloody hatchet in the air, turning around the ship. "For glory! We've all shown our worth... and our tenacity!", he shouts back at the titanic Northern man and his massive waraxe as the Skald leans down. Most everyone's eye being on him clearly unnerves him, as he pulls out a linen rag from his belt and starts cleaning his equipment. Well, I am being seen. Let the skald sing the sagas. I'm not so sure it is what I wanted, but the foe lays slain and the crew lives on, as does our task. As he is done, he looks down at the rest, a frown appearing on his face. "I bet more than I should have for sake of glory, friends. I'll work to not let pride blind me again, even if the Norns were kind today.", he harrumphs grimly as his back is turned to the sailors and the captain. Only now does he notice Sven's companion's strange complexion and attire and a look of surprise writes itself on his face. "Who's the archer? Is he one of those who live even more north than you? I have heard only stories.", he asks the two Bear-Clan members with a curious voice. Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 FP 3/3 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: Move: Standard: Full Action:

Human Raider The defenses, weakened as they may be, seemed to be working well against Ranulf's assault. A frustrated scoff, followed by a grin, appears on his face as the axe fails to meet meat. The Hrafning takes a couple of steady steps, from left to right as he ducks under the flurry from Higvarr's wild blows, before lunging at his target once again. Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 FP 3/3 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: No Arcane Strike, that'd be almost cheating! Move: Standard: Full Action: The Same as Before, since it seems to be working so far?

Human Raider Seeing his foe take a turn for the defensive, Ranulf nods. Not a mere sea-brute the man wasn't - none of those lead crews for long. Stepping forth with a flurry of blows, Ranulf continues to test his foe's defence, one feint at a time. The clash of axe on axe clangs on the boards of the deck, the din of battle carrying amongst the onlookers, friend and foe. Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: No Arcane Strike, that'd be almost cheating! Move: Standard: Full Action: Two Weapon Feint + Attack with Vambraces. Sneak Attack would be Debilitating Injury to his Attack Bonus, which should reduce it by 2 and another 2 when attacking Ranulf

Human Raider Darting to the side as his namesake, his feathered cloak flourishing, Ranulf turns on a heel, ducking the blow. Swinging his smaller axes with a flurry, the hooks on the axes' back seem to dance in the air, colourful feathers dancing in the wind. "May Valhalla gain worth, then!" Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: No Arcane Strike, that'd be almost cheating! Move: Standard: Full Action: Two Weapon Feint + Attack with Vambraces. Sneak Attack would be Debilitating Injury to his Attack Bonus, which should reduce it by 2 and another 2 when attacking Ranulf

Human Raider Wiping the blood off of his own axes, Ranulf looks around the crew. Losses, corpses - more foe than friend, to be sure, but too many regardless. And on a mission of clan importance as this one, any loss unnecessary could spell further disaster. But that was the thinking of a merchant, a farmer or and a silver-counter, not one of a warrior or leader, Ranulf retorts to himself, glancing at the fresh frothing foams of the sea, the blood at his boots and the quietness in the air. And no Hrafning would refuse a call to Odin's name, as much as the raider would put words in the mouths of Valhalla. With a twirl of the axes, the short man approaches the shaved headed pirate. "A death in battle will truly please the Valfather, aye.", he relays a moment later, his voice cracking a little as the speed of the Volva's spell leaves his veins, making Ranulf wince for a moment before clearing his throat. "Were we merely carrying silver or loot ourselves, I would accept your terms freely, but our task is one for my clan and my Jarl - there is more to it than my valour or yours." He takes a step to the side, staring at the pirates' ship in the distance. "But an honourable fight you will have. If the Norns have woven my death, you may leave unharmed with all I have and carry, yours by right. And if the Norns have woven elsewise, let your men know that any who wish to follow us will find purpose, glory, and enemies greater than any foe that'd crossed their path, and us folk of valour will lead them fairly." Fiddling with the strap on his boarding axe, Ranulf stares up into the raider's eyes, waiting for his answer. Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 AC 23 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +11(1d6+5/7) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Nat) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 23, Con 14, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: Move: Standard: Full Action:

Human Raider "None will drown but the deck in your blood, coward!", Ranulf shouts back as he continues his own blade dance with the raider. The axes flash in silver and red once again and he aims to finally take the foe down, so he can charge into the din like his namesake. Stats Ranulf TN Human (URogue 5) Init 5 Speed 30 HP 43/43 FP 3/3 AC 25 Touch 15 Flat-footed 13 CMD 22 Fort 4 Ref 10 Will 3 Base Attack Bonus 3 Primary Weapon: +1/Mwk Boarding Axe (2) (at will) +10(1d6+6/5) Armor: Studded Leather Armour - Light Armor - (+4AC) (+5Dex) (+2 Shield when Weapons drawn) (+1 Combat Expertise, Threatening Defender) (+1 Deflection) Abilities: Str 10, Dex 21, Con 14, Int 14, Wis 10, Cha 12 Conditions: None Special Abilities Sneak Attack +3d6 Debilitating Injury (Ex) Minor Magic (Read Magic) Arcane Strike (Sp) Combat Actions Free: Swift: Arcane Strike Move: Standard: Full Action: Two Weapon Feint Full Attack with Haste (Sneak attack applied to AC)