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Drasil won't let something like being held in place stop him. He hisses again, baring his teeth and brings the whip down twice on his "captor" Intimidating strike, frightened 1, 2 on crit, incl flanking Cold Iron, Slashing, Magic, Nonlethal Strike incl flanking Cold Iron, Slashing, Magic, Nonlethal Dimly, he notices Garion talking to his ancestors, though sees nothing. Perhaps it is the cousin or somesuch that trained the Gnome in the ways of the sneak. This bodes well. Likely a prelude to some display of sorcerous might. Actions2 action Intimidating strike 1 action normal strike at a -5 | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 79/114 +0 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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The elves all black eyes dart around the battlefield, homing in on the creature clutching him. Maybe it thinks keeping him at a distance will stop him. Not so. With a flick of his wrist he stretches out his sword into a mighty length of flexible iron. Shifting rune manipulate while grappled check With another flick of the wrist he brings the whip down, snarling viciously at the creature restraining him. Intimidating strike, frightened 1, 2 on crit, incl flanking: 1d20+18+2 Cold Iron, Slashing, Magic, Nonlethal: 2d4+6+6 | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 79/114 +0 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Seizing the opportunity Drasil hacks at the Hag as it casts a spell, his eyes glinting with feral focus. Reactive Strike! Including Flanking Cold Iron, Magic, Slashing But regardless, he quickly finds himself in the claws of another, larger Hag | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 79/114 +0 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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I'm going to come at this with the hog-wild opinion that hags are bad and we can cut them to pieces with sharp objects. On an unrelated note a raging Drasil cannot make knowledge checks :(
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you can get it as a 6th level feat on a swashbuckler. You're pretty speedy too so you'll get a lot of use like Drasil getting up in the monsters faces. I've just moved Drasil in a little further with the left over over movement he had. Hopefully threatening as many people as possible, and locking the caster down.
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Furious, his path halted, Drasil takes out his frustrations on the Nightmare, Hacking at it viciously with his oversword and clawing at it with his free hand Sudden Charge Strike Cold Iron, Slashing damage Concealment Snagging Strike Cold Iron, Slashing damage Concealment OOCActions: 2 action sudden charge (stride, stride, Strike) Movement wasted on the tumble through, so we will level that strike into the Nightmare 1 action snagging strike. Flat footed on a hit until it moves out of reach. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 114/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Drasil jumps when Garion appears beside him, black eyes wide. But he hears his friends word. The Witch is still near. With a snarl, He pursues through the smoke, bleary eyes, trying to dodge the foul steed. That it is trying to get between him and the hag is reason enough to try and move past it. Tumble through Hero point! Tumble Through Hero Point! :1d20+12
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Lets hero point that attack! Reactive Strike Hero Point, including flanking!
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Snarling, Drasil does his best to shield himself from the flames. Reflex to Duck from the Flames! But he never takes his eyes off the Hag, seizing the opportunity when she tries to gain distance Reactive Strike! Including Flanking Cold Iron, Slashing damage | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 114/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Tumble through | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 114/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Drasil had hoped for better, but this is indeed what he had expected. He takes a moment to shift into his battle stance, tense like a coiled spring, and then bursts into action. He ducks past the caster to pressure the hag with Kyros, aiming to turn his momentum into a sweeping chop. Sudden charge Cold Iron, Slashing damage OOC and movement questionActions: 1 action rage, 2 action sudden charge (stride, stride, strike Question: with sudden chareg and some careful movement I think Drasil can just get in to support Kyros. My question is if he can actually move through that corner past the nightmare? I've done some digging and can't find anything. Let me know if you want me to change what I do this turn. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 114/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Drasil nods at Kyros. "Hags are... they have a foul reputation. But I would speak with them before attacking first." He pauses, smiling sadly, black eyes distant "I do not expect diplomacy to succeed. but it would not be doing ourselves justice if we were not to try." He tightly holds his sword, for good measure. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 114/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Feeling the Cool light rush through him, Drasil straightens up, the fog in his mind clearing. He smiles thankfully and nods to his short friend. He watches the other... gnome, Nalah as they scurry about. Come to think of it, he isn't sure they were a Gnome at all. They weren't nearly as short as Garion now he looked closely, they just walked with a hunch. He had just assumed based on their unique appearance and their "shorter than elves" stature. Gnomes always look so unique amongst the other ancesteries. Now he stripped away that misconception, it was obvious how wrong he was. He resolved to think on this more, since asking "what are you?" felt improper. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 114/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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I briefly tried tinkering with it as well, but soon gave up. Some mysteries are not for us to know.
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When his weapon bounces off the tree, and Drasil is stuck in the skull in response, he visibly seethes at not being able to help Garion, His smile stretching into a toothly scowl. Even still, he backs off with the Bravos when Garion is free. Dimly he is aware of a commotion with Kajimara, but the whack to his skull leaves him disoriented. He finds a wall to lean against, so that he might remain upright. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 31/114 | Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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At the Gate, Drasil bids farewell to the little Goblin dackie, and to Bul'Ro. In private he assures the wargling: "Know, we are not leaving you here because you are weak, but because you are Strong. We need someone Brave to protect these people. Someone Feirce enough to discourage foes by their presence alone, and Wise enough to know when it is time to fight, and when it is time to parlay. The gods gave you teeth, and claws, but they gave you a voice as well. Know when to do both. Be Wise in our absence Bul'Ro. You will see us again soon." He pats the Warg affectionately before departing. At the desecration, Drasil stiffens, but keeps his smile. "All desecration is fleeting, while the stars will burn forever. Yes, let's move this... thing" "Don't... don't wear that ring if you don't have to Garion. Lies are like blades..." He glances as his staff, and takes the moment to shift it into it's form of an enormous Aldori dueling sword. "Dangerous. And I don't trust this place..." With that he gives his friend a firm nod. He trusts the gnomes judgement over his own, but still felt the need to give warning. His thoughts of danger proved true, when the tree sprang to life. His buried fury at the fate of this shrine bubbled to the surface as he adjusted his footing, and sprang into the fray, transforming the momentum of his charge into a mighty slash. sudden charge Cold Iron, Slashing OOC1 action Rage: -1 AC, +6 damage, 11temp HP 2 action Sudden charge: Stride, Stride, Strike | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 114/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Taking the Jerky necklace, Drasil inspect it closely for some hidden secret. Satisfied, he snaps it in two and tosses one half to each Warg, pocketing the string. He chuckles softly at the joke. At dinner Drasil deftly avoids outing himself as not realising Tum and Hamarr were related. He chews slowly, mulling over the new guests, and smalltalking with Hammar about metallurgy. Drasil had spent years a blacksmith, and then as a whitesmith. Hammars knowledge eclipses his own foggy recollection, but he recalls enough of elven methods to make sufficient conversation. Enough to grasp the punchline of Tums prank at least. Drasil Watches Garions latest reading with interest. Even if not Ironclad destiny like it once was, it stirs happy memories of his first meeting with the Bravos. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 8/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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The Black eyes elf smiles and nods firmly in appreciation of his Green Friend. "I Learnt from the best" --------------- At the Citadel Drasil is a bit overwhelmed by the seemly sudden commotion. He straightens his back and adopts a welcoming, if military demeanor, like a general welcoming a visiting politician. He notes the Dwarf beside Tum, and nods respectfully. He expects he as arrived in the middle of some sort of confrontation he doesn't understand, and seeks to de-escilate the situation. He switches to Goblin (ancesterial Linguistics) both for the benefit of KajiMara, and the new arrival with the thick accent. "Peace, Friend." The comment is as much to Kajimara as the newcomer. he stoops to pat the Wargling affectionately as he continues. "We don't have many visitors from the short road. If we have jaded your sensibilities, I'm sure we all apologize. These have been tense times, and a skilled hand may well be sought after. " He glances at the Necklace, and then to the Wargs. "Kuz'Arak, a Joke from the Eukajae then? Certainly not one a Fiend is likely to try." After a moments hesitation, repeats the question in Common. Throughout the exchange the Elves smile is everpresent and prominent. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 8/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Haha Thanks , I usually feel like I'm struggling to keep up with the quality of Garions posts, so I'll graciously accept the complement. And Welcome as well , nice to have you on board!
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Drasil smiles at the suggestion of stopping by the Dreamhouse. "Truthfully that's where I've just come from. Perhaps when we are done with the Council we could return there? I've spend a marked amount of time there of late, best I give them a moments break from my presence at least. At least pretend I am afraid of overstaying my welcome." He smiles again fondly at his little green friend as they approach the council. ----- In the council chambers Drasil mainly stands resolute with his staff, trying not to lean on it obviously, nodding along with Garions words. At the mention of the "One that got away" he speaks up. "A tadpole thrown back in the shallows. It will swim home to where it spawned, and we will follow, or it will grow into something else entirely. By moon and starlight I hope for the latter, but the former will not be wasted. Ripples become waves, and tadpoles can become Dragons. It hurts us little to dream that mercy is no waste." He is smiling slightly but his expression as firm. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 8/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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Drasil spends the early morning at the Dreamhouse trying his best to empty his mind. He finds he missed the company of the Eukajae. The Bravos are his companions, but none of them implicitly understood the nature of his elven problems. With Kellen Carondil he discusses such things, like the pain in his joints, and the slowly fading luster of his hair. There are of course, no solutions, but confiding in a spiritual leader helps put him at ease. Later, he makes his way to the council chambers. He spots Garion, buzzing in conversation with another Gnome whos name has escaped him. He approaches, smiling warmly, but not interrupting their conversation until they are ready to proceed to the council. He glances around to see if any other Bravos are nearby, leaning on his mighty Iron staff for support | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 8/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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On the note of infrequent posting, sorry about being a bit on-off lately. I had a "real life random encounter" as one of my friends puts it, and a steady stream of meds to cope has just made posting a much more daunting task than usual. On the plus side I'm on the upswing so should be a bit more with it :) Happy to tag in someone new though, and I think it could be cool linking them to Tum, since from memory they were a Dwarf paladin. I'm no slouch when it comes to suspending my disbelief for an excuse to adventure together, but as simple as Tum recommending his 2nd cousin who's looking for work, or letting us know he's got someone capable in Kintargo will give the party an instant excuse to bring them into the fold.
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Drasil perks up a bit at Wise Araks words, firming himself. he quickly distracts himself, smiling sunnily the thought of once more traversing the gates. to Kyros' comment he adds: "The Auida were how my people found Golarion, Kyros, from a distant green Star. They can take you much further than around Golarion. Once this Triad is dealt with, I would be interested in walking the whole Ring. Who knows where they might lead?" After a quick stop at the Dreamhouse to pray, Drasil goes back wit the group to the Citadel. | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 8/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
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In response to Kyros, Drasil nods firmly. He puts a hand on the young Fiendbloods shoulder, gripping him firmly. He thinks he understands how he feels. "That could have gone much much worse. You did well. These people are lucky to have you." He reinforces his point with a sharp nod. Removing his hand (and out of earshot of the captives) he praises the group. "Thank you, Kuz'Arak, Brazi, I was a step or two from death. And Garion, capturing that straggler was deft." He squats down and scratches Bul'Ro thoroughly behind the ears and under the chin, fishing around his bag for a treat. "And where would we be without our strong young warrior. Look, not a scratch on you, not like Old Drasil." Still patting Bul'ro, he adds embarrassedly: "And.. I'm sorry... I lost myself for a bit there. Just... I'm not... It's difficult for me, being around evil like this. This Cult, this Triad, we should go to Kintargo. Stop them there. That would be good." He closes his eyes for a moment, centering himself, before opening them and straightening up. "We need answers, that is where we will find them." | AC 28(26 while raging with weapon)(27 without oversized weapon) | HP 8/114 +11 temp| Percep +15 (+17 init) | Speed 35' |
