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Samad thought for a moment, "Tales of my youth told of clever Bashu putting the beast Sabok to sleep to rescue the soul of a hero who had been consumed and prayed for salvation. Perhaps we, too, could put this one to sleep until such time as the authorities arrived?" He glanced back at...

The joke flew over the elf's head. The slayer had a good point, and one thing stuck out from Trixie's addendum. "You have said that his daughter disappeared? When did that happen?" Samad Salil AC: 17 (14 flat-footed, 13 touch) HP: 23/23 CMB: +3 CMD: 16 Fort: +2 Reflex: +7 Will: +4 Perception...

Samad bowed at Trixie's comment, "As-salamu alaykum. I am Samad Salil, servant and sword of great Bashu, and it would be pleasurable to bring down a tyrant such as this. Just as well, this one Paskell and I have worked together before, recently. I can vouch for his skill and mine."

Samad watched the commotion from a distance. It was troubling to see that so few were offering their aid as of this moment. If this was not a sign that he should help, then he could think little of what else could be. "Aye, help we should," he replied, though the woman had already left. Very...

He sat down again at the bar, before realizing that the woman had been talking to him. He shook his head, "I'm sorry, I was in my thoughts. What is this game of chickens?" Yeah, I'm really sorry about that. I think the worst part is that every time I think I've outgrown making silly mistakes...

"هذه الروائح هي مثيرة للاشمئزاز," He said to Qalabash about the drink he suddenly found in front of him. He was almost tempted to try it when the man addressed the tavern. He muttered a quick prayer-of-thanks to Bashu for this man who saved him from this self-poisoning, before listening to...

And he was back. A long, tiring journey which took only days but felt like months. Samad took a seat at the bar and waved to the bartender, "You wouldn't happen to have tea, would you? Or perhaps coffee? It has been long since I have had such." He glanced around, but it was the other man at the...

Whoops, sorry. :blush: It's a learning experience.

Strange. Samad wandered the streets, looking for his way back to the Inn. Was this the way he had come before a week earlier? The shops and stalls and patrons on this road crowded it so, it was all he could do not to get knocked aside. He soon found himself in front of the Mystic Pearl...

Samad Salil is now revved up and ready to be approved for level 3.

"Aye sir, well, it was a pleasure working for you." The nomad had been working more on his Common Speech, but he took the opportunity to use his more familiar tongue, "Ma`a as-salāma." He took the pouch Fallson handed him and placed it within his robes, before bowing and turning to the others...

"It is true I long to get back, but now I am weary, so perhaps it would not be so bad to stay here another night. Just as well, Aeron should have some rest first, with his leg as it is." He looked at Paskell, "What do you think?" Dibs on the magic shirt. :p If Paskell takes the Mithral chain...

"Aye..." he turned away from the edge and headed towards the stairs, "Let's go." Yeah, I don't see any reason to give up on my character just yet, especially now that he's unlocked Dervish Dance. Samad Salil AC: 17 (14 flat-footed, 13 touch) HP: 9/16 CMB: +2 CMD: 15 Fort: +0 Reflex: +6 Will: +3...

What I really want to see is a new setting, or even better, a few more specialist settings. WotC has three currently supported settings: Forgotten Realms, Eberron, and Dark Sun, plus a slew of older settings that many people still play. Golarion has some interesting stuff and ideas (too many, in...

As the tower began to collapse, the world returned to Samad, and so did the pain. He grit his teeth as he fell to his knees. This was merely the next in a long line of wounds and scars to come. He pressed his hand to his chest and muttered a few words in Southern, sealing the long gashes. He...

The scythe fell forward in a mighty swing. Mighty but slow, he thought as he sidestepped, raking his own blade upward. "You don't need to tell me how to fight," he called as it found its target. Attack: 1d20+3=17 Should be 19, I forgot to add flanking. But it's a hit! :D Damage: 1d6+2=8 Samad...

Samad swung his blade at the lizard as it loomed closer, to which it merely sidestepped. Attack: 1d20+3=6 Yeah, we all saw that one coming. Is it too late to become a baker instead? Samad Salil AC: 17 (14 flat-footed, 13 touch) HP: 9/16 CMB: +2 CMD: 15 Fort: +0 Reflex: +6 Will: +3 Perception...

He recovered and turned, his last dagger jumping from his hand and past the priest's head. "Ha! Catch up and fight me!" Attack (Dagger): 1d20+5=6 ... Every... single... time... Anyway, he can't 5-foot step towards me, so if he does continue his assault, he should provoke an AoO (unless he...

Can't mounts squeeze into smaller places? Seems to me that you could at least bring your mount with you, even if you couldn't ride it. I mean, we've all been in dungeons where we've faced Large or larger monsters anyway, so it wouldn't be too farfetched. :P

The terrace was crumbling beneath him. This was not like to end well, but an idea crept into his mind. Samad took a step back, towards the looming edge, and called out, "Come fight me, coward!" Bluff: 1d20+3=15 Hopefully that gets a bonus from the trog's cockiness. :p Samad takes a 5-foot step...