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Kryath does his best to offer aid to another member of their crew Aid Another on Heal - 1d20-1=12

Kryath continues moving north and he hurls a ball of ice at Myri, the frost causing a bad case of frostbite, but not killing her. Move: to Q8 Standard: Dragonfrost on Myri - 1d20 4=18, 1d8 8=14 That should hit for 14, no push. non lethal Minor: na

ooc - 1d20 4=7 nope, failed strength check, sorry

ooc - sure, I'll go in Rocco's square

Seeing the battle unfolding around him, Kryath shakes his head, thinking they really needed to have a discussion after this about tactics. He pours the liquid down the dwarf's throat and throws the empty vial to the ground. The draconic spellcaster throws a ball of ice at the warlock, but his...

Kryath steps next to Rocco after blasting his foe, pulling out a potion. Ok,push to Q8, move to W8, draw potion

Kryath continues to try and blast Issa with cold, but his attacks are not effective, he can't figure out what is wrong with him today. He moves away from her, hoping to draw her towards him. Standard action: Dragonfrost on Issa - 1d20 4=13, 1d8 8=9 hits Fort 13 for 9 cold AP: Dragonfrost...

Kryath calls down an icy beam from the sky, but the attack dissipates before it can bathe Issa in it's glow. The dragonborn moves next to her, his quarterstaff at the ready. Standard action: Ray of the Moon on Issa - 1d20 4=5, 2d6 8=14 nice one Move: to Y11 to flank with Rocco (get her...

Ack! Please delay until after Kryath, I was posting while you posted and don't want to hit you with my breaht weapon

Kryath moves around the bushes to get a good look at the closest enemies and calls upon the cold that grew in his heart. He held out a hand and spun around, directing three blasts of ice at the three enemies near him. Issa was struck hard by it, but the others merely grazed the other foes. He...

ooc - wow... sorry guys. I fixed.

Kryath moves past Silphyus to the south. The large dragonborn points his hand out and a ball of ice flies outwards towards his target, much more accurate than last time. "You made a missstake attacking ussss" Kryath hisses. If you can target the archers that'd be good... Move to Y6 Attack...

Kryath, the mighty dragonborn steps forward and points an outstretched fist towards the female in the bushes closest to him, trying to knock her out, but his ice ball instead strikes the ground well short. "Sssorry guyssss, sssometimesss I need a minute to...warm up" Kryath jokes, chuckling...

Kryath watches with anticipation as the others move in, he sticks close to his draconic ally, Aurak. "If there'sss trouble, they'll need usss to russh in" he hisses quietly to Aurak.

Kirska sits quietly atop one of the magical steads, the dwarf looks impressed with the way the beast handles. "Ya done well Haltor, that ya did" he whispers not caring if the halfling hears or not.

With Rocco's smaller legs holding everyone back, Kryath leans in real close to the dwarf and says "Now you'd better get moving Rocco, if you fall behind you don't have to worry about usss waiting for you. We got a job to do and you bessst get your arssse together, I thought dwarvesss were...

"Bah! I ain't going in no library to spend time nosing through books, I'll come with you Varak. I'm pretty good at reading people, so if any of them are trying to feed you some bullsh** I'll catch'em I'm sure" Kirska says, hoping off the train and joining the others.

Kirska eagerly follows Harresh up, enjoying more than his share of the the food. Upon looking at the golden Nightwood Ale, the dwarf proclaims, "Bah, this ain't nearly as good as the stuff they make in the Holds, lookit I can see the light through this stuff. If it's black as night, that's my...

Kryath is quite upset at being ordered around and instead of spending the time watching like Cyr suggested, the dragonborn instead imagined freezing the deva and eating him... aid another perception - 1d20-1=4 haha..no...

The quiet dragonborn watches from the corner, his white scales gleaming in the room's light, looking like polished glass. "Yessss, unlessss thisss dwarf wissshesss usss for anything further." Kryath rasps, his serpentlike tongue flicking out and testing the air with the newcomer's presence...