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Noriaki's eyes go wide as they meet those of the odd undead at the end of the hall. All around him, the snakes from the murals spring to life and surge down toward him. Turning to his friend for help, Noriaki sees Takahaan's face change, the flesh sliding off to reveal bone underneath. The...

Noriaki shrugs off the ghoul's poison with a slight breeze, stirring the air in the fetid catacombs. He darts between the ghouls and strikes out at one, but as he does, his mind registers Kovack's belt buckle, and he falters. Reaction: Shrug it Off Roll: 1d20=16, saved! Standard: Pressing...

The sight of Kane's new beast friend made Noriaki wonder for a second how Imidoto was getting on, but he figured she was safer outside than she would have been in here, anyway. 1d20+2=17

Klorak, Wife Beating Champion, Smuggler's Shiv Regionals, 7 years running. I'll fluff it as something else. :) As Noriaki recovers his strength, he hears a small voice, almost lost in the breeze, "Not bad, wielder. Keep it up..." As it fades, a length of white ribbon flutters into Noriaki's...

I would like to buy Iron Armbands as well. Also, I have updated my wiki page with the phat lewts and expees, and updated my wish list. The list is pretty boring, though, until Paragon tier, I mainly want upgrades to my existing gear.

As abruptly as it began, Noriaki's rage ends. He blinks and the light in his eyes vanishes. Without it, he suddenly feels as though he has ran a marathon at a dead sprint. Sweat begins to pour down his brow, and he nearly drops to one knee, panting lightly. As the others search the area, he...

Noriaki's gaze turns to Klorak, and he leaps back to gain a bit of space, doing an impressive backflip before landing. Noriaki then charges in with a terrible momentum. At the last moment, the savage champion lifts his two weapons, catching Noriaki's blade between them. It saves his life, and...

Apologies, but can I/we get a new map to figure out moves?

The witch charges at Takahaan, and Noriaki's gaze turns to follow. He charges her, moving quicker than the eye can see. Another peal of thunder cracks over the battlefield. Noriaki begins his strike, and for a moment, everything seems to go still and quiet. As his sword comes down, the...

Ah, I had missed that. As his sword continues to struggle against him, something deep inside Noriaki snaps. "ENOUGH!" He thinks, and a crack of thunder rolls out from his slender form, rattling nearby leaves and sending his stained robes fluttering. He open his eyes. The iris and pupil are...

I do? How? Don't tell me she has her own readied action :uhoh:

Noriaki strides out of the woods toward the witch, undeterred by her undead minions. The one trying to keep him back swings its axe again, but the angle is wrong, and the strike turns to more of a gentle tap. Letting Dekana do Comeback Strike before I attack. We are flanking now. :) Move...

Arashi Tenken continues to howl defiance inside Noriaki's mind. Angrily, he sheathes her, and diverts his frustration into a snap kick aimed squarely at the nearest corpse's chest. It connects, and the poor thing flies back into a tree trunk, causing its poorly attached skull to fall off...

Noriaki emerges from the underbrush, sheathing his sword and concentrating thunder energy along the scabbard. Seeing the witch, and her reanimated contributions to the battle, Noriaki decides to end her threat. He rushes toward her, distracted momentarily by one of the corpses. He goes to cut...

Imidoto screeches at the cannibals angrily and flies up into the branches of a nearby tree, concealing herself from sight. It was probably better that way, Noriaki reflected. He nearly joins Takahaan in battle, but sees another cannibal approaching near Kane and Pezock. "I'll cover our...

Sorry about my inactivity. It's been a hell of a week. Noriaki moves alongside Takahaan, slowly and carefully. He keeps his hand on his sword hilt, hoping it doesn't rebel against him. "It would seem that we have found their lair." he whispers. "If we strike decisively, we could rid the...

Certainly. Especially with all the different expectations and playstyles floating about, holding any one specific thing up and calling it good tends to end in crap raining on the declarer. You say lack of respect, I say lack of adherence. Maybe I have a flawed notion of respect, as a human...

Noriaki nods. "Kovack is a captain, a man of command. Something might be wrong, for him to be acting so passive. We shall pursue him. Ishirou, you shall remain here and guard the camp. I'm counting on you."

I'm pretty neutral on moving the camp. If you guys wanna move to another spot, so long as we have a water source, I don't mind.

Noriaki looks at Kane with a slightly raised eyebrow as he relates the details of history. Perhaps there was more to this man than met the eye.