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"They must know someone would follow them back here. I'm guessing traps and sentries. I'll go in for a closer look." Brock draws his bow and begins to sneak toward the crypt's gate looking for signs of danger. ooc: stealth 21, perception 16. roll

:-S sry, the name was a little ambiguous so I tried to play on the safe side. :p As for the weird post order, I was gonna post something here in ooc if nothing changed by the end of today. I blame the stupid website thingy-ma-jigy. But sry to everyone else for not shouting when it happened...

Brock continues to follow the clues of the goblins retreat, finding just enough evidence to keep a brisk pace. He finds himself adapting slowly to the new altitude. He necessitates silence as they continue tracking. They were getting closer. ooc: nature 15, endurance 25. roll

Brock follows the rocky trail of the goblins, which proves quite easy thanks to the many markings. With the excellent help and encouragement of the party he can set a rapid pace. However, he quickly feels his legs begin to tire. He finds a quiet admiration for the prowess and skill expressed...

doodle, doodle, doodle... :p I'm liking the new skill challenge. Thanks for improvising Gene. Its nice to have a GM who knows how to think on her feet.

"Sure I'll take a look and be able to estimate our travel time in days." ooc: nature 20. roll.

Brock leans up against a wooden post and points to the goblin "Those bandages won't keep you healthy for long princess. I wouldn't want to be out here in the icy mud when the rains come back." Brock shivers slightly "Up north, they say the weather can freeze a man." (slowly) "...freeze a man...

"Now might be a good time to practice my accuracy with the bow." Brock grins happily. "Can someone find me a large tomato for the top of our friends head?" Brock tilts his head toward the party and lets his suggestion linger comically. "Or does someone have a better idea?" OOC: party...

"Fine by me" Brock smirks. "The more teeth you knock out of a hob the prettier they get."

"I'll right, its settled then. Now all we have to do is march straight to ..." Brock flinches. "Uh, anybody know where we are going, other than north?" He turns to Horatio. "Remember anything about a Redhand camp or fortress? Anything to pinpoint where they might have gone?" He motions to...

Sry, I thought GM asked for two specific rolls. I guess I didn't read carefully. My bad. Thanks for keeping me straight Redclaw. lol. :p

Brock moves to convince Troyas they can be trusted. "You are a keen man if you have known our whereabouts these many nights. We would obviously do well not to try to hide anything from your eyes, Councilman." Brock says straightforwardly. "I can assure you, our intentions lie with my...

Dawn came quickly and found Brock overlooking the Northern Bridge. Beds were few and sleeping on the floor had left him stiff. Messengers and refugees on horseback left hurriedly from the gatehouse. "Word will spread of the attack here. Help will come." He said calmly. Carriages of wood...

Brock hops from the roof unsettled by the view. He lands just fine and gathers for combat. "Right, lets get going." He sets off north at a leisurely pace. "Last one there is a dead ogre." OOC: roof jump: athletics21 vs. dc15, roll

Brock retrieves any usable arrows from the bodies to refill his quiver. His hearing was beginning to return and he wished it wasn't. The sounds of chaos were everywhere. "Kalons right. Catch your breath and be ready for more fighting." Brock shouts. "We wont be able to put out all the...

Sry about my last post. It was sloppy. I had been punched in the face multiple times just before posting that. (karate classes.) I was just happy my spelling was legible. :blush: p.s.(Lukeworm I love Horatio's background. lol. You did a great job. I look forward to reading Mogryn's too.)

Load, aim, release. Load twice, aim once, release. Cross fingers, pray, and watch Hob archer die. "Lucky, just lucky." (attack hob:std, action point;free, daily power:std) (attack1 Hob: 19vsAC, 14dmg. roll) (attack2 both: 18vsAC, 22dmg. missed Ogre. roll2) (expended: daily pwr, action pt)

"@#$&!" Running became instinct. Brock hit the wall and dropped to one knee. He couldn't hear anything but the ringing in his ears. The headache would come later he knew. He loaded his bow, released, and cursed again. (move V19:std, attack Ogre:std, gather:minor, cussing:free) (attack...

Its 12:30am here. My roommate just came in and screamed "Lich King!" (I hate WoW.) :lol:

"Everyone here is fine." Brock states and turns toward the survivors. "The Barkeep should recover just fine and the structure is repairable." As the guards eyes drift over the remains and toward the armed companions he remarks, "Thanks to their valiant efforts many lives were saved." The...