A Night at the Four Seasons (DM: renau1g, Judge:Ozymandias79)
Mewness
First Post
Papolstaanas pulls out his weapons and vanishes into the undergrowth.
[sblock=stealth]Stealth 1d20+12=22[/sblock]
[sblock=stealth]Stealth 1d20+12=22[/sblock]
Iron Sky
Procedurally Generated
Phoenix doesn't question her companion, just makes sure her weapons are ready and slips off into the woods. Unfortunately, her anticipation ignites small flickers of white fire across her body, making her location obvious to anything more perceptive than a zombie.
[sblock=Stealth 11]1d20+5=11.[/sblock]
[sblock=Stealth 11]1d20+5=11.[/sblock]
JoeNotCharles
First Post
Knowing that stealth is useless in his heavy armour, Tarkus instead moves up to stand beside Cyr and draws his mace and holy symbol. He keeps his attention on the woods, though, alert for unexpected visitors.
*Kauldron looks over his should towards Cyr. Giving him the "Are you Crazy?" look to his comment about being stealthy. He looks back towards the hut, his shield already having been equipped upon his arm. He places himself between the hut and his companions. He idly waits, puffing upon his cigar.*
renau1g
First Post
The door opens and an old, bent woman with a heavy wooden can comes out. She looks up at the small group of adventurers standing outside of her hut.
"Oh, you seem lost dearies. What are you doing around here? Oh, by the way, have you seen a ring? It's a simple thing, solid iron." she says, her staff clattering on the wooden walkway around her hut.
"Oh, you seem lost dearies. What are you doing around here? Oh, by the way, have you seen a ring? It's a simple thing, solid iron." she says, her staff clattering on the wooden walkway around her hut.
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