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Diofant

Diofant

Murdain ShattershieldMurdainWitcher5.png.6cd2afbc95fe290c39b8a905db668054.png


Class: Psion 6 | AC: 14 | HP: 60/60 | Prof: +3 | Init: +3 | PP: 16 | Speed: 30ft


Conditions |0/3 0/36/6d8 HD| image.png.a82f23fe2d47028594124051b651afdc.png 2/2 LR| image.png.708944f243459fdd52c280f6b499426c.png 4/4 SR|image.png.c62acd6d65df4d9d52e101b519ead606.png 1/1 LR| potion.png.8ceade609fcabc6cc6ab30895b9a0a52.png 10/10 |💼 Inventory


Murdain patted Aaliyah on the shoulder once they left the inn, him having made his purchase. "Good work." He quietly said. "It was smart thinking, saying that." Once he'd said his piece, he walked ahead of the others. This was the last chance to try and get information on his mother, but as the huntress had run off... it was unlikely he'd get to speak before the fight began. The cold voice suggested he disregard the others and advance his own needs... But he brushed it aside. It was an emotional desire to speak to the one whom had seen his mother before she came to the Shattershield... not a logical one. But he knew he would not easily forget that grudge. Once the group had begun to approach the camp, Murdain tested the wind, and indicated to approach from downwind, so the dragonborn wouldnt smell them. "Priority targets are dragonborn and the large orc with the burned arm. If we need to retreat, I've a way to make the entire area overgrow and slow them. Best would be funnel them." He said to the others, before looking for a slightly closer position. He had to be a bit closer to extract Nikoletta or Tel.

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Diofant

Diofant

Murdain ShattershieldMurdainWitcher5.png.6cd2afbc95fe290c39b8a905db668054.png


Class: Psion 6 | AC: 14 | HP: 60/60 | Prof: +3 | Init: +3 | PP: 16 | Speed: 30ft


Conditions |0/3 0/36/6d8 HD| image.png.a82f23fe2d47028594124051b651afdc.png 2/2 LR| image.png.708944f243459fdd52c280f6b499426c.png 4/4 SR|image.png.c62acd6d65df4d9d52e101b519ead606.png 1/1 LR| potion.png.8ceade609fcabc6cc6ab30895b9a0a52.png 10/10 |💼 Inventory


Murdain patted Aaliyah on the shoulder once they left the inn, him having made his purchase. "Good work." He quietly said. "It was smart thinking, saying that." Once he'd said his piece, he walked ahead of the others. This was the last chance to try and get information on his mother, but as the huntress had run off... it was unlikely he'd get to speak before the fight began. The cold voice suggested he disregard the others and advance his own needs... But he brushed it aside. It was an emotional desire to speak to the one whom had seen his mother before she came to the Shattershield... not a logical one. But he knew he would not easily forget that grudge. Once the group had begun to approach the camp, Murdain tested the wind, and indicated to approach from downwind, so the dragonborn wouldnt smell them. "Priority targets are dragonborn and the large orc with the burned arm." He said to the others, before looking for a slightly closer position. He had to be a bit closer to extract Nikoletta or Tel.

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