Despite the group's attempt at stealth, they alert the guards. Sorel's disguise self makes him appear as another bandit, though this doesn't seem to help the situation.
'Oi mate. I ain't seen you around 'ere before. And 'ho are these two bastards?"
One bandit walks up to the group, right up to Stilllock. A second later, a shortsword is sticking out of the blood hunter's back, and the rite fades from his swords. As the remaining pair stare in horror, a new duo emerges from the bushes behind them, one human man, and the other an elven woman, right as Stillock hits the ground.
Pretend gasping at the bandits I frown and throw my hands up in the air
Ayy why you all gotta be so angry, i mean we're all bandits in this forest anyway. We're just a different band of bandits- like I used to play trumpet.
As he says this he Rushes forward at incredible speed and just RIPS into bandit 2's side, each swing of his sword cutting off an appendage and splattering blood everywhere, before backing off behind the bandits body and wiping blood off of his brow. [26]
Well that was messy, it'd probably be advisable if you guys weren't... so full of blood, I mean seriously stop that you're leaking everywhere!
As he says this he wipes his blades on his 'bandit' pants.
Misthel sighs and begins to draw her bow as she watches Trace run off to fight the Bandits. "why do you always do this?" she says, bow at full draw, electricity visibly travelling from her hands through the bow to end at the tip of the arrow. Taking a deep breath in she aims at a Bandit (Three) and exhales, releasing the Arrow from the Bow, sparks trailing the arrow lightly as it travels through the air too quick for the Bandit to react and lodging itself in his eye, his body spasming from the electricity as blood leaks from his nose before he collapses, dead on the ground.
Misthel knocks another arrow ready for the next bandit to move.
(So much like MrFix did imma quickly describe Misthel for y'all but i'm just attaching an image cause i found art work that is exactly how I Imagined Misthel!!)
While the first and third bandit succumb to the breath weapon, the second dodges it before being diced up by Sorel. Misthel's arrow drops the last of the bandits, though Sorel's disguise remains active...
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Misthel watches, amused by the commotion Trace seems to be causing. Putting her bow away she wanders over to the dead Bandits bodies and searches through their pockets to no avail. "I guess they weren't the most successful Bandits" Misthel mutters quite disappointingly.
"Maybe, but i'll assume you're just a lil lucky"she says, slightly annoyed but still not yet put off by this new stranger. Warily she asks "Whats your name and intent here?" after a moment she adds quickly with a nervous yet polite smile "Would you like some bandages? Trace seems to have cut you up a lil."
"Lovely to meet you Sorel, it seems you won't be needing those Bandages anymore" Misthel says upon seeing Sorels companion heal him. "Oh um my names Misthel............ would you like a hand with your Bandit Hunt?" Misthel says to follow up Trace's Question.
"I am anything but fair.... I will join you though" she says, obviously humored at being called fair, soon sighing upon hearing the terrible jokes Brenyax and Sorel made, she walks away, not too far and sits cross legged on the ground and starts to pull her arrows out of their quiver and one by one checking the Fletchings on them.
Despite the group's attempt at stealth, they alert the guards. Sorel's disguise self makes him appear as another bandit, though this doesn't seem to help the situation.
'Oi mate. I ain't seen you around 'ere before. And 'ho are these two bastards?"
One bandit walks up to the group, right up to Stilllock. A second later, a shortsword is sticking out of the blood hunter's back, and the rite fades from his swords. As the remaining pair stare in horror, a new duo emerges from the bushes behind them, one human man, and the other an elven woman, right as Stillock hits the ground.
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Brenyax uses his breath weapon trying to wound as many bandits as he can ( CON DC 12 or suffe 8 cold damage )
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Pretend gasping at the bandits I frown and throw my hands up in the air
Ayy why you all gotta be so angry, i mean we're all bandits in this forest anyway. We're just a different band of bandits- like I used to play trumpet.
As he says this he Rushes forward at incredible speed and just RIPS into bandit 2's side, each swing of his sword cutting off an appendage and splattering blood everywhere, before backing off behind the bandits body and wiping blood off of his brow. [26]
Well that was messy, it'd probably be advisable if you guys weren't... so full of blood, I mean seriously stop that you're leaking everywhere!
As he says this he wipes his blades on his 'bandit' pants.
"always remember you are worth something, in the sense that i could sell you for ludicrous amounts of money"
Misthel sighs and begins to draw her bow as she watches Trace run off to fight the Bandits. "why do you always do this?" she says, bow at full draw, electricity visibly travelling from her hands through the bow to end at the tip of the arrow. Taking a deep breath in she aims at a Bandit (Three) and exhales, releasing the Arrow from the Bow, sparks trailing the arrow lightly as it travels through the air too quick for the Bandit to react and lodging itself in his eye, his body spasming from the electricity as blood leaks from his nose before he collapses, dead on the ground.
Misthel knocks another arrow ready for the next bandit to move.
(So much like MrFix did imma quickly describe Misthel for y'all but i'm just attaching an image cause i found art work that is exactly how I Imagined Misthel!!)
While the first and third bandit succumb to the breath weapon, the second dodges it before being diced up by Sorel. Misthel's arrow drops the last of the bandits, though Sorel's disguise remains active...
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In an attack caused by a different attack sorels makes a new swings [9 damage] before taking off the disguise and saying
Oi kid, i won the civil war can ya stop kickin' me. a foot in my face makes it hard to breathe
He proceeds to shake off some of the blood and cracks his neck
I have normal clothing, as you can see now
he gestures at his semi-fancy worn outfit
"always remember you are worth something, in the sense that i could sell you for ludicrous amounts of money"
Misthel watches, amused by the commotion Trace seems to be causing. Putting her bow away she wanders over to the dead Bandits bodies and searches through their pockets to no avail. "I guess they weren't the most successful Bandits" Misthel mutters quite disappointingly.
After cleaning up some of the splattered blood sorel follows the new persons example and flashes the gold found at her
I guess I found it because I won the bandit civil war
He laughs and smiles a crooked smile
"always remember you are worth something, in the sense that i could sell you for ludicrous amounts of money"
"Maybe, but i'll assume you're just a lil lucky" she says, slightly annoyed but still not yet put off by this new stranger. Warily she asks "Whats your name and intent here?" after a moment she adds quickly with a nervous yet polite smile "Would you like some bandages? Trace seems to have cut you up a lil."
Bandages might help the whole bleeding out thing so thanks, my names sorel and we're currently getting rid of some bandits.
He points towards the woods
ya know, as you do. So whats your name my mysterious red haired wood wanderer?
"always remember you are worth something, in the sense that i could sell you for ludicrous amounts of money"
“Let us, Mylord and I, help you with that bleeding my fearless friend” says the dragonborn and puts his hands near the wound while closing his eyes.
(He uses 10 HP to heal him form his lay on hands ability)
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"Lovely to meet you Sorel, it seems you won't be needing those Bandages anymore" Misthel says upon seeing Sorels companion heal him. "Oh um my names Misthel............ would you like a hand with your Bandit Hunt?" Misthel says to follow up Trace's Question.
"Everyone brave enough to join us is welcome fair Misthel. " replies the dragonborn " I am Brenyax and I am at your service." he says with a bow.
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Ya i'd appreciate the help getting rid of the unlawful that reside in this part of the woods, thanks for the help bren.
I swear by the end of the month i'll have enough scars the scare away the next few bandits I meet.
Sorel laughs at his bad joke even though it isn't really funny
"always remember you are worth something, in the sense that i could sell you for ludicrous amounts of money"
"No worries about thsat. You are ugly enough now to scare the hell out of them. That's why they attack us!!" laughs the paladin too.
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"I am anything but fair.... I will join you though" she says, obviously humored at being called fair, soon sighing upon hearing the terrible jokes Brenyax and Sorel made, she walks away, not too far and sits cross legged on the ground and starts to pull her arrows out of their quiver and one by one checking the Fletchings on them.