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Lyle takes a moment to look for his spent arrows. The one that killed the lizard is mostly fine, but a quick sniff of the kobold killing arrow reveals it's probably not worth carrying around. "I don't know what these kobolds have been eating but I hope it tasted better than it smells now."...

Lyle stops screaming, spins on his heel, and shoots into the throng of kobolds swarming Mornok. The spin carries him past the kobold he meant to aim at but a lucky stumble right as the arrow left the bow puts the arrow back in the right direction. "This would almost be impressive if it weren't...

Ditto, except I kept reading and kept saying no. I can't imagine myself ever agreeing to sign something like this, and it seems like a convoluted way of solving the problem it addresses

Yep, just decided it was worth the risk to kill the thing _: 1D20+2 = [5]+2 = 7 Lyle screams again, much louder this time and turns to run.

Lyle lets out a small scream of terror and takes a few panicked steps away from the monster, blindly firing his bow in the process. The arrow somehow strikes true, sinking into the creature's newly melted face. "I uh, meant to do that!" I'm not sure if Lyle was within 5 feet of the lizard, he...

"Tried to summon the thunder only for nothing to happen? Don't worry, it happens to all of us as we-" Lyle's joke is cut off by the sudden appearance of a giant lizard. "Brandobaris's brass balls! What is that?" Lyle reaches for his shortbow. Initiative _: 1D20+4 = [13]+4 = 17 Perception...

"Getting places without attracting too much attention is my middle name. I knew I was in trouble if my parents ever bothered to call me my full name because it was so long" Lyle says with a grin. "Sorry, bad joke. Yes, I can get us to the temple quickly. With some luck I can get us there...

Lyle steps forward a bit. "I'm a townsperson, I know the way to the temple. I was just coming here to look for help getting there. Sorry, we met briefly but the dragon made me forget my manners. Names Lyle Leagallow." Lyle doffs his hat to the dwarves and gives the sheriff a small wave.

Lyle twirls one of his daggers in his fingers as he considers his options. These people will probably need help. I could sneak out myself but...no, I'd have to climb down the wall or fast talk my way out. These guards might not be worth much but even they know not to open the gates. Besides...

Lyle looks around for anyone he knows in the courtyard, asking the first person he finds "Did your family make it? Is anyone missing?" He hopes the list of missing halflings doesn't grow too long to remember.

Lyle has a donkey he's mildly worried about Lyle rechecked his mental arithmetic and decided Galena was probably capable of making it to the keep herself, and decided that no donkey was worth dealing with a dragon over. He followed the crowd to the keep.

"Of course after I decide to come home and hide a dragon decides to attack the town" Lyle cursed under his breath. "And humans think halflings are lucky..." Lyle decided he should make sure Galena (and his donkey) made it to safety, heading in the direction of home but keeping an eye out for...

Lyle knew the only thing that traveled faster than bad news was gossip, and that the hin in Greenest had well established channels of communication for it. He found the closest halfling and yelled "Go tell your grandmother the town is under attack!" He knew that news would spread like wildfire...

Lyle Leagallow Lightfoot Halfling Rogue 6 small humanoid, chaotic neutral -------------------- Armor Class 16 (leather armor) Hit Points 10 (1d8+2) Speed 25 ft. -------------------- STR 10 (+0), DEX 20 (+5), CON 14 (+2), INT 11 (+0), WIS 14 (+2), CHA 14 (+2) -------------------- Racial and...

Lyle chewed over his options as he chewed on one of the goodies from his pocket. He had done his best to avoid attention, but a line kept too tight would break. There's probably no harm in looking around he decided. Lyle headed home to grab some of his gear and then over to the stables...

I'm curious, if everyone is the master of their own domain and their personal authority is paramount, why you immediately shift the blame of a harmful action from the person who took it and place it on everyone else in the situation?

Lyle finally noticed the wind picking up. "Well Gal, it seems the weather is getting bad. I hate to eat and run but I'd rather head home before it gets worse. I hate walking in the rain." He surreptitiously stuffed a few sweets into his pocket as he pushed away from the table and gave the dog...

I assume none of these names mean anything to Lyle? Lyle wondered for a moment if Galena forgot he had lived in Baldur's Gate for years or if she was gently reprimanding him but decided to ignore it. Food tended to distract him from most concerns. "Thank you dear, I've often said no one can...

There were times after his move to Baldur's Gate when Lyle missed Greenest badly to ruin his day. These spells came with little warning, brought up whenever he'd use a piece of slang no one around him recognized, or the kind of seeds an innkeeper used in seed cakes, sometimes just the general...