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A golden Dragonborn, in black and grey toned leathers, was sitting close to the table with the highest pot of gold being gambled. Nursing a beer and sitting alone, Drux wanted nothing better than to sit and sharpen his daggers while waiting for an opportune moment to snags a coin purse from one of the gamblers.
Upon hearing the commotion, and hearing the call to arms—and free beer, Drux waited to see what the gamblers would do to see if his opportunity had arisen. But either way, a good fight and a good beer would suffice.
(OOC sorry for the delay, working on a table before work and just got home from work) Drux Initiative 19
(DawnKraken has joined now, so waiting for their initiative.)
I rolled an 8. On my turn, the following happens:
This whole time, Gruk has been nursing a drink in the corner, having ignored the noise so far. After the scream, he says, "What's all the commotion?", and goes to the area where people are fighting to get a better view, fingering the handle of his greataxe.
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@Gruk
(Please assume that Sabine talks to Gruk before the troll attacks him. )
" It's a party! You can get a round of free drinks and the right to hit the troll! Wanna join! "
@Laughter
Sabinenarrows her eyes atthe merchant. " Thank you for your offer and no thanks. We have a retailer who is also our family friend. You want to see my certification? This is my certification! " The elf artificer pulls a tool from her belt. It looks like a thick metal cylinder attached to the grip of a hand crossbow. " This is how to use it! " Sabine aims at the troll with her tools and shouts.
@Durnan
" Watch out, Durnan! Bonfire out!" A capsule the size of a walnut is shot from the cylinder. It lands on the shoulder of the troll, immediately explodes into a pillar of fire that engulfs the monster.
Action: Cast Create Bonfire. DC 13 or take8fire damage. Ifsomeone throws strong alcohol or oil at the troll,the bonfire will ignite the flammable object too.
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The tiefling just ignores the artificer for a moment as he turns around. Watching the half orc get hit by that monstrous blow. "Well. There goes that plan." Says the merchant, dryly. Reaching over, he pulls out the symbol of Tymora, while making certain motions in the air. Lending his voice to say, "Uhm. Lady Luck. We are going to need your help, here. This guy looks really bad. So, uh, y'know?" A golden light shines from his hands as he taps Gruk on the shoulder, casting cure wounds.
6
Seeing the absolutely dismal amount of recovery, Cicero sighs. "Sometimes She smiles, sometimes She laughs."
(yeah. I got it. 19 is my initiative)
A golden Dragonborn, in black and grey toned leathers, was sitting close to the table with the highest pot of gold being gambled. Nursing a beer and sitting alone, Drux wanted nothing better than to sit and sharpen his daggers while waiting for an opportune moment to snags a coin purse from one of the gamblers.
Upon hearing the commotion, and hearing the call to arms—and free beer, Drux waited to see what the gamblers would do to see if his opportunity had arisen. But either way, a good fight and a good beer would suffice.
(OOC sorry for the delay, working on a table before work and just got home from work)
Drux Initiative 19
(OCC Sorry for the delay, haven't had much free time)
Prosper quickly takes out 3 gold's worth of money from his hat, gives it to the friendly salesman, and gets ready to attack.
Initiative: 14
9
I rolled an 8.
On my turn, the following happens:
This whole time, Gruk has been nursing a drink in the corner, having ignored the noise so far. After the scream, he says, "What's all the commotion?", and goes to the area where people are fighting to get a better view, fingering the handle of his greataxe.
Ok.
9
new initiative roll here.
@Gruk
(Please assume that Sabine talks to Gruk before the troll attacks him. )
" It's a party! You can get a round of free drinks and the right to hit the troll! Wanna join! "
@Laughter
Sabine narrows her eyes at the merchant. " Thank you for your offer and no thanks. We have a retailer who is also our family friend. You want to see my certification? This is my certification! " The elf artificer pulls a tool from her belt. It looks like a thick metal cylinder attached to the grip of a hand crossbow. " This is how to use it! " Sabine aims at the troll with her tools and shouts.
@Durnan
" Watch out, Durnan! Bonfire out!" A capsule the size of a walnut is shot from the cylinder. It lands on the shoulder of the troll, immediately explodes into a pillar of fire that engulfs the monster.
Action: Cast Create Bonfire. DC 13 or take 8 fire damage. If someone throws strong alcohol or oil at the troll,the bonfire will ignite the flammable object too.
(uh Sabine you went out of initiative order)
The tiefling just ignores the artificer for a moment as he turns around. Watching the half orc get hit by that monstrous blow. "Well. There goes that plan." Says the merchant, dryly. Reaching over, he pulls out the symbol of Tymora, while making certain motions in the air. Lending his voice to say, "Uhm. Lady Luck. We are going to need your help, here. This guy looks really bad. So, uh, y'know?" A golden light shines from his hands as he taps Gruk on the shoulder, casting cure wounds.
6
Seeing the absolutely dismal amount of recovery, Cicero sighs. "Sometimes She smiles, sometimes She laughs."
Didn't I cover the alcohol in troll as it was climbing?
Err. Troll in alcohol.