Whitehart09

Carthen Carthen looked at Valerica as they came to administer their own brand of treatment. He sniffed, mostly to loosen the blood pooled in his nostrils but it could easily be mistaken for an animal smelling fear. He followed their directions as asked, lifting his arms and allowing the best access to his wounds. All the while he kept his gaze steadily on their face, impassive face only twitching with pain on the tender spots. As Valerica finished he rotated his arms and nodded, "Thank you. I appreciate your attention." It seemed almost forced but felt genuine, his appreciation obviously not being doled out much in the past. OOC and Actions ------------------------- HP: 13 (20 base) AC: 17 Hero Points: 1 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Remaining Resources: Carthen Carthen wipes his bloody hands on Ruffio's clothes and turns to to Ionacu, "I could use a bandage to go with this healing, and thank you, Aquila was it? We should take stock and then head down. "He is certainly ready for us so whomever goes first needs to be sharp eyed and quick footed." OOC and Actions ------------------------- HP: 6 (20 base) AC: 17 Hero Points: 1 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Remaining Resources:

Carthen Carthen wipes his bloody hands on Ruffio's clothes and turns to to Ionacu, "I could use a bandage to go with this healing, and thank you, Aquila was it? We should take stock and then head down. "He is certainly ready for us so whomever goes first needs to be sharp eyed and quick footed." OOC and Actions ------------------------- HP: 6 (20 base) AC: 17 Hero Points: 1 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Remaining Resources:

Dayv The tide had turned quickly. He was just getting ready to saunter toward the saloon when the doors bang open and a group of emaciated undead cowpokes stumble out searching around for something or other. Then the head honcho, Eddie, seemed to dispel Luce's invisibility only for the warrior to be surrounded by a small cloud of mist. Add on to that his sudden appearance behind a covered wagon seemed to set Dayv on the backfoot. He oriented himself quickly however and stepped up to the edge of the wagon drawing his revolver and shooting at the closest enemy. OOC and Actions ------------------------- HP: 98 (98 base) AC: 20 (10 base, +4 DEX, +2 armor, +1 dodge, +1 natural, +2 deflect) Initiative: 8 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== 5' step Two revolver shots against Wight 8 Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Mystical Warding from Ilya Remaining Resources: Potions: Items: 10 Greater Burrowing Bullet

I would like to deal non-lethal damage to Ruffio. Is that all good?

Carthen Carthen groans as the watery healing washes over him, he opens his eyes and puts a hand to his pink, raw skin of the wound. He rolled to his feet and goes about picking up his weapon, moving gingerly. As he listens to the exchange he turns to Voss, "Smart. Get lost." He turns to Ruffio, his face almost snarling, "You, however, seem to lack a remorse I would have liked. Working for Lamm only gets you dead, by his rivals or him." He pounds the head of his light hammer into his fist as he slowly walks forward. OOC and Actions ------------------------- HP: 6 (20 base) AC: 17 Hero Points: 1 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Remaining Resources:

Could I use the Soul Weaver Spheres class but instead of souls they are colors?

Duncan The big man has a clear pep in his step. He moves with his usual big goofy grin as he straps on his armor and various weapons. "Yo, this is going to be lit. I have heard some wild stuff about this planet. I cannot wait to check out their bars, maybe start a fight." He says this last part as he checks the rack of his scattergun. He steps into the cargo bay with Davir and helps the far too skinny man start loading. OOC and Actions Duncan------------------------- HP: 11 / 11 EAC: 14 Fort: +5 SP: 11 / 11 KAC: 15 Ref: +4 Res: 3 / 3 Init: +8 Will: +4 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Remaining Resources:

Bishop Bishop sat at a table, against the wall, drink almost forgotten as his head slumped slightly. Just another overworked dock worker seeking solace and distraction in the cups. He had heard that there could be a link here to his quarry, Lamm, but so far it has been a dead end. What's worse is since this was not a sanctioned assignment he had no stipend for proper equipment, namely quality disguises. The make shift wig he wore itched like he never imagined but it still did the trick. In the end, he just made it seem like he had lice, much like more than half the current clientele. The crowd was raucous tonight and Bishop didn't like it one bit. He wants to keep to himself but that seemed short sighted with the growing amount of fights starting up. In fact, it was one such fight that you could say changes his life forever. Minutes later Bishop sat nursing a split lip and red swollen knuckles. He hates those kinds of fights, too chaotic, too uncontrollable but that was life in his line of work. He thought back to the start of the fight, recalling how he had stood to leave and ended up slipping on some kind of paper, or card, and spilling the wrong person's drink. Now he looked down at the harrow card in his hand with the writing sprawled on it. The Peacock how pretentious. As a loyal devotee of a god he knew that superstition was a thing and somehow he knew, this was going to be big. Lancet Street A change of clothes and a quick meal later had Bishop standing outside this curious shop. It seemed to be hopping with people entering often and the sounds of conversation filtering out. He took a deep breath and walked right in. Bishop was what one would call boring. From his voice to his appearance. Drab colored clothing, shaved down brown hair, and brown eyes. "I hear there are mushrooms here," he says, attaching to some of the last statements made. OOC and Actions ------------------------- HP: 9 (9 base) AC: 18 (10 base, +3 DEX, +3 armor, +1 dodge, +1 shield) Initiative: +3 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Remaining Resources: 1st Level Spells: 2 Potions: Items:

Good luck everyone and may the odds be ever in your favor.

Carthen He continues to pull himself along the floor, doing his best to get out from underneath Tarth, pain racking his body, but he fights to keep consciousness. OOC and Actions ------------------------- HP: -1 (20 base) AC: 17 Hero Points: 1 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== Shove Strike -4 Strike -8 Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Remaining Resources:

Dayv He tips his hat, "That sounds mighty fine to me. Let's not waste any more time. We got a dead man to...make deader?" As Luce enters and goes about setting themselves up, Dayv checks all of his various weapons hidden on his person. It seems to be similar to a ritual or habit. He even checks himself to ensure he looks well traveled enough. Once it has been time he would stroll into the local watering hole with the friendliest smile he could muster, takes off his hat, and approaches the bar. OOC and Actions ------------------------- HP: 98 (98 base) AC: 20 (10 base, +4 DEX, +2 armor, +1 dodge, +1 natural, +2 deflect) Initiative: 8 ===== Reactions ===== ===== Actions ===== Ongoing Effects and Daily Use Things Ongoing Effects: Mystical Warding from Ilya Remaining Resources: Potions: Items: 10 Greater Burrowing Bullet

I am really looking forward to RPing Bishop with Velka. For some reason I can see the two characters getting along and working well together.