FrancisJohn
Explorer
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Francis John, III - Self-Proclaimed Halfling Prince
Francis seizes up the hag, looking sternly back up at her hideous remaining eye. "Now listen hear you salty sea bi.... witch. You best be swimming back to the bottom of the ocean before the rest of the Venzan army boards this ship. We are merely the scout team, and even the FEW of us killed ALL of your minions."
He continues to spit his most venomous verbiage. "A messenger is already on his way back to the regiment letting them know to storm the ship. Look at our sorcerers.... they haven't even cast anything yet. They can shove a fireball so far up your wazoo we all can eat fish filet for weeks. You should leave now.... consider this a gift of amnesty."
"And if that doesn't work for you, I will PERSONALLY take care of your other eye myself. So best be on your way now and GET GOING!" The halfling holds his sword defensively, knowing it won't be much use if she doesn't take the bait.
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[sblock=Bluff 22]bluff the hag: 1D20+13 = [9]+13 = 22
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[sblock=MiniStats]
Character Sheet
HP: 14/16
AC: 17 FF:15 T:13
CMB: 1 CMD: 13
Fort: +1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Initiative: +2
Perception: +8
Shortsword +3 d4+1
Light Crossbow +4 1d6
Bolts Remaining: 7/20
Adaptable Luck: 0/3[/sblock]
[sblock=Bacon, War Pig]HP: 18/18
Initiative: 0
AC: 14 FF: 14 T:10
CMB: +4 CMD: 14
Fort: +6 Ref: +3 Will: +1
Melee: gore +4 (1d8+4)
Defensive Abilities: ferocity
Speed: 40 ft. (30 medium, 20 heavy)
Skills: Perception +6
Senses: Lowlight Vision, Scent[/sblock]
[sblock=Adventure Notes]
+200 Gold - as advance
Used drow poison
-3 STR (-1 melee attack/damage, -1 Str Skills, 15 ft. mvt, -3 ACP)
breaker of thumbs, blinder of hags[/sblock]
Francis seizes up the hag, looking sternly back up at her hideous remaining eye. "Now listen hear you salty sea bi.... witch. You best be swimming back to the bottom of the ocean before the rest of the Venzan army boards this ship. We are merely the scout team, and even the FEW of us killed ALL of your minions."
He continues to spit his most venomous verbiage. "A messenger is already on his way back to the regiment letting them know to storm the ship. Look at our sorcerers.... they haven't even cast anything yet. They can shove a fireball so far up your wazoo we all can eat fish filet for weeks. You should leave now.... consider this a gift of amnesty."
"And if that doesn't work for you, I will PERSONALLY take care of your other eye myself. So best be on your way now and GET GOING!" The halfling holds his sword defensively, knowing it won't be much use if she doesn't take the bait.
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[sblock=Bluff 22]bluff the hag: 1D20+13 = [9]+13 = 22
[/sblock]
[sblock=MiniStats]
Character Sheet
HP: 14/16
AC: 17 FF:15 T:13
CMB: 1 CMD: 13
Fort: +1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Initiative: +2
Perception: +8
Shortsword +3 d4+1
Light Crossbow +4 1d6
Bolts Remaining: 7/20
Adaptable Luck: 0/3[/sblock]
[sblock=Bacon, War Pig]HP: 18/18
Initiative: 0
AC: 14 FF: 14 T:10
CMB: +4 CMD: 14
Fort: +6 Ref: +3 Will: +1
Melee: gore +4 (1d8+4)
Defensive Abilities: ferocity
Speed: 40 ft. (30 medium, 20 heavy)
Skills: Perception +6
Senses: Lowlight Vision, Scent[/sblock]
[sblock=Adventure Notes]
+200 Gold - as advance
Used drow poison
-3 STR (-1 melee attack/damage, -1 Str Skills, 15 ft. mvt, -3 ACP)
breaker of thumbs, blinder of hags[/sblock]
The elf woman holds her sword at her side in a ready but non-threatening pose. Her arm shakes slightly as she struggles to maintain her grip on what feels like a leaden rod, thanks to the weakening effect of having seen the hag's face. She chews her lower lip, unsure whether to speak out or let the hag respond to the halfling's threat. It would seem Arradon's life hung in the balance of that moment.
With Francis drawing attention, Tamarie reaches into her messenger bag and easily fishes out a small vial of reddish liquid, as if it was laying on top ready for her. Popping the top, she pours the liquid into Arradon's mouth and traps it closed, forcing him to swallow, all without fanfare.
