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"That's not good." mumbles Snaggle as he picks his way slowly down the slope using the rope for support and his spear like a walking staff. Partway down the muddy ground gives beneath Snaggle, but he catches himself by stabbing his spear into the soft earth. It's starting to look like a muddy...

Snaggle mumbles unintelligibly from underneath a small mound made from a blanket.

A testament to his orcish and draconic blood, Travath towers over most other people standing almost seven feet tall. He keeps his straight hair at shoulder length and keeps his beard trimmed short. His hair is black with silver streaks, giving the impression he is much older than he really is...

Here is the info for my half-orc sorcerer Travath Frostusk Male Half-Orc Sorcerer 1 NG Medium humanoid (human, orc) Height: 6’9” Weight: 311lbs Age: 16yrs Skin: Light Green Eyes: Gray Hair: Black & Silver Favored Class: Sorcerer (Silver Draconic Bloodline)...

27 point buy it is. Here are the final stats for my half-orc sorcerer Str: 16 Con: 14 Dex: 14 Int: 12 Wis: 10 Cha: 16 (14+2 racial)

Snaggle's head droops as he says,"If we keep moving, that should help keep us....."his head snaps back up,"hrmm warm." Snaggle Blanc (Male kobold sorcerer 1) LN small humanoid (reptilian) Str 8 Dex 16 Con 9 Int 12 Wis 10 Cha 16 Key Skills Acrobatics +3, Climb -1, Craft (trap-making) +7...

"A big serpent. I think we should steer clear of the shoreline."

Snaggle walks to the edge of the water and strains for a better look.

"All right, I'm up" Snaggle crawls out of the tent and peers out over the water.

Snaggle rings the camp in magical runes once more. Snaggle Blanc (Male kobold sorcerer 1) LN small humanoid (reptilian) Str 8 Dex 16 Con 9 Int 12 Wis 10 Cha 16 Key Skills Acrobatics +3, Climb -1, Craft (trap-making) +7, Disable Device +7, Escape Artist +3, Knowledge (Arcana) +5, Perception...

"There is still enough rain to fill our waterskins from that."

Snaggle wanders over to aid Lissa. Lissa and Snaggle can't even use the short sword. I'm not sure if it's any good for Gamble.

"What do you think he was doing out here?"

Snaggle calls back through the rain,"It's dead."

Snaggle carefully picks his way through the obscuring downpour.

"hrmm all right." grunts the kobold as he begins to slink toward the motionless form.

"It looks like a corpse, but it could be a trap."

Snaggle pushes his goggles up onto his forehead and squints into the darkness. gogo darkvision

Snaggle attempts to help Lissa start the fire.

The first thing Snaggle does in the morning is meditate to recharge his spells; he then dons his apron and collects his caltrops for reuse. Snaggle is unfazed by the heavy rain. He doesn't have hair or clothing that can become waterlogged, and his leather apron keeps his tools dry. Snaggle...