The Faerie Woods [Knight Otu Judging]

[IcyCool]

Gorefoot grips his greatsword tightly and whispers to Persephone, "Those don't look like a redcap. What do you want me to do?"

From the grim look on his face, it's pretty clear what he'd like to do.

 

[Manzanita]

Persephone

Percy smiles almost gayly. "You know, Gorefoot, I've been wondering how you planned to exit this balcony and get to the street. If anyone touches my little friend Ishmael, I want to see you do it first hand."

"Don't hurt yourself, though. I could just cast a sleep spell at them..."

 

[Dalamar]

Rodimus frowned and changed his weight from one foot to another. It didn't seem like this was their target, but trouble could still arise. He took out one of his shuriken and readied to throw it at the first of the three to try harming the halfling.

 

[Patlin]

Ishmael smiled dumbly at the three men. There was no fear in those blue eyes.

"This eve brings chill breeze to us all, gentlemen. T'would not be neighborly to deprive a Halfling of his warmth?" He opened his palms in a gesture of friendship. He kept his face shadowed by his cowl, but Ishmael made sure to keep all three in his sight. He read their expressions, trying to see if and when they would fight.

The one who spoke first begins to reply, saying "Neighborly? Did..." when one of his companions reaches out and puts a hand on his shoulder. More alert than his comrades, he may suspect from Ishmael's voice or the look in his eyes that all is not as it first appeared.

"Man says it wouldn't be neighborly, Jack. Let's keep walking."

Jack shoots him a look, and seems inclined to argue.

 

[nimisgod]

When he saw their indecision, the Deep Halfling thought it best to play upon these doubts.

Ishmael's lips curled into a knowing smile that was both Draconic and predatory.

"Indeed. Thine friend brings thee good advice, Jack. 'Tis best not to waste such rare and precious gifts"


oog: Crap on a stick, I get a -4 penalty on intimidate checks for size. +2 for Cha and I have an intimidate total of -2, not counting any circumstance bonuses.

oog2: Ishmael looks for places that are too dark for them to see or at least, dark enough to provide him with concealment. Hopefully, in those kinds of places, his Darkvision will provide an advantage.

 

[Patlin]

Jack glares at Ishmael beligerantly, and as his more cautious friend backs away says in an angry voice.

"I like the cloak. Give it to me, or you won't like what happens when I take it."

The third punk is hanging about indecively.

 

[Dalamar]

Rodimus lets his shuriken loose at Jack, hoping that the surprise counters the distance. He then takes a step towards him, glaring at him and grinning an orcish grin as he draws two more shuriken.

 

[nimisgod]

Anger pulsed through the Halfling's form. "Take it then, if thou darest! Do it and let thine greed be thine epitaph this eve!"

Ishmael readied his shield.

edit: OOG: Using Dodge on "Jack"

 

[IcyCool]

Gorefoot glances at Persephone and in a whispered voice asks, "Now?"

 

[Manzanita]

Percy

Percy smiles. "OK. Go for it, Gorey!"