Recent content by Khraos

I'm not sure if you were including me in this 2, but it popped up on my feed. I would be interested.

Are we still playing this thing?

"Dragon... So powerful... I am so weak..." Terror runs through Filmark's mind as he flees from the dragon.

Filmark stands and stairs as the dragon begins its destruction. "I asked about the raiders, not the dragon!" He thinks to himself. Magical Save: 1D20+5+3 = [2]+5+3 = 10 Fear/Panic: 1D100 = [83] = 83

Filmark thanks the villagers and hugs and laughs with those he knows. He takes a bite of the provisions and listens to Tina and Rumdum. "Usually, the barracks has extra space, but, with all these additional guests, I do not know what Lord Underhill has prepared." Filmark then looks toward the...

"Well, it is fortunate that that worked out." Filmark sighs as the last of the refugees enters safety.

OOC: Who are we waiting on? Should I do something?

"Listen to her everyone, Lord Nighthill wishes to protect his people and he sent us to save you. But you must hurry." After adding his two cents, Filmark sees that Tina seems to be handling things in the church and steps back to his post to prepare for the enemy patrol.

Noticing that no one is exiting the church, Filmark leaves his post and hustles inside the church to see what is going on.

Filmark turns back toward Tyrial,"Tyrial, I believe we must change our strategy. Instead of moving those corpses, stand about 20 feet from the the hole in the fence. I will have the villagers run in a line toward you. Direct them toward the hole and Tina can direct them from there. We do not...

OOC: Can Filmark see the hole in the fence from where he is?

"His name is Escobar, a dwarf, and I am Filmark. a guardsman. We are here to aid you in escape." Filmark replied.

Filmark quickly hurries toward the church, running as quietly as he possibly can. As he approaches the sleeping enemies, he draws his sword and quickly dispatches them before knocking on the backdoor of the church and calling out to those inside "People of Greenest, it is I, Filmark! Guardsman...

Alas, I spent my time stabbing things with spears and not throwing them. I do not think I would throw your javelin any better than yourself. Might as well keep it. Perhaps, in this smoke we could approach if we had some disguises?

"Unfortunately, I do not have any ranged weaponry, unless you want me to throw my sword or dagger. Or perhaps my shield. I have heard stories of a legendary captain who fought battles with only a shield. His luck was so that his shield often riquoched off his enemies and returned to him."