Francis John III, Self-Proclaimed Halfling Prince
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Francis John, III
HP: 7/7
AC: 18
FF:14
T:15
CMB: 0
CMD: 13
Fort: -1
Reflex: +5
Will: +1
Perception: +7
Initiative: +3
Bluff: +13
Diplomacy: +8
Motive: +5
Sleight: +9
Stealth: +11
Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6
Bolts Remaining: 20/20
Unarmed: Dagger +2 d3+1
Adaptable Luck: 1/3
Last Rolls:
Initiative: 12
Perception: 27
Stealth: 16
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Francis strains his gaze forward to survey the campsite, taking note of number and location of things in the scene. Taking a quick peer around the surrounding woods, he stealthily darts back to the party. He huddles the group up, shoulder to shoulder, wordlessly encouraging them down to his height. Never to miss an opportunity to plant the seeds of romance, Francis makes sure to nonchalantly put his arms around Karra and Leira.
He hurriedly describes the setting in the most hushed of tones. Holding up three halfling fingers, he begins
"There are four sleeping bags, a pile of supplies, and the campfire. Me thinks the bedrolls are empty." He peers around the huddle.
"I see one option...."
"First we need to make sure grab our stuff and put it back on the mules. Perhaps Leira can escort Brandon and the other ass, that's you Anzaldo, who will carry the supplies. Karra can stay with Anna. I will go first and keep watch around the edge, making sure they don't come back." Taking a short breath, he finishes,
"Thoughts, ideas, rebuttals, commendations, deficiencies?"
[sblock=OOC #1]How often do you need new stealth rolls?[/sblock]
[sblock=OOC #2]Can we tell if they are our supplies or not?[/sblock]
[sblock=OOC #3]Are the mules following us into the woods, or did we leave them at road?"[/sblock]
[sblock=OOC #4]How does stealth movement work in the dark green shrubs?[/sblock]