Finch is picking some berries, notably without any weapons on him.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Waltz drops the berries and tries to calm down the bear. Animal Handling?
*Go ahead*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down.
15
"You alright?"
The bear backs up a bit, calming down a tiny bit.
The person looks over to Finch. "I'm good, sorry for disturbin' your gathering session." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Are you alright?"
They tilt their head. "Did you hit your head? I just said I'm good."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
16 to hit, 12 damage
16 to hit, 5 damage
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Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
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Finch is picking some berries, notably without any weapons on him.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Waltz drops the berries and tries to calm down the bear. Animal Handling?
*Go ahead*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down.
15
"You alright?"
The bear backs up a bit, calming down a tiny bit.
The person looks over to Finch. "I'm good, sorry for disturbin' your gathering session." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Are you alright?"
They tilt their head. "Did you hit your head? I just said I'm good."
"Yeah, but a bear just attacked you."
"I hardly have a scratch!" They laugh a bit.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Finch is picking some berries, notably without any weapons on him.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Waltz drops the berries and tries to calm down the bear. Animal Handling?
*Go ahead*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down.
15
"You alright?"
The bear backs up a bit, calming down a tiny bit.
The person looks over to Finch. "I'm good, sorry for disturbin' your gathering session." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Are you alright?"
They tilt their head. "Did you hit your head? I just said I'm good."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
The look up at Theren and laugh. "Am I a- Oh, that's a good joke. Nah, I'm a dwarf." They take off their helmet, revealing she is, in fact, a goblin. She's got medium length fiery ginger hair, currently tied into a ponytail, and an eyepatch over one eye, the other is a bright sky blue. She's smiling widely. "A hobgoblin... heh, how could you confuse me for one?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Finch is picking some berries, notably without any weapons on him.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Waltz drops the berries and tries to calm down the bear. Animal Handling?
*Go ahead*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down.
15
"You alright?"
The bear backs up a bit, calming down a tiny bit.
The person looks over to Finch. "I'm good, sorry for disturbin' your gathering session." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Are you alright?"
They tilt their head. "Did you hit your head? I just said I'm good."
"Yeah, but a bear just attacked you."
"I hardly have a scratch!" They laugh a bit.
"Of course. You having fun?"
"A bit, though this bear's caused me to get a little lost." They jam a thumb in the direction the bear... was. It seems the bear has run off into the woods. "Oh, come on! I take my eyes off it for one second, and it's gone."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
The look up at Theren and laugh. "Am I a- Oh, that's a good joke. Nah, I'm a dwarf." They take off their helmet, revealing she is, in fact, a goblin. She's got medium length fiery ginger hair, currently tied into a ponytail, and an eyepatch over one eye, the other is a bright sky blue. She's smiling widely. "A hobgoblin... heh, how could you confuse me for one?"
"Sorry. I've met all shapes and sizes of Hobgoblins." Theren says while removing his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Whats your name?"
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
The look up at Theren and laugh. "Am I a- Oh, that's a good joke. Nah, I'm a dwarf." They take off their helmet, revealing she is, in fact, a goblin. She's got medium length fiery ginger hair, currently tied into a ponytail, and an eyepatch over one eye, the other is a bright sky blue. She's smiling widely. "A hobgoblin... heh, how could you confuse me for one?"
"Sorry. I've met all shapes and sizes of Hobgoblins." Theren says while removing his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Whats your name?"
"I'm Einmyla of the Ironfist clan. What's your name?"
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
The look up at Theren and laugh. "Am I a- Oh, that's a good joke. Nah, I'm a dwarf." They take off their helmet, revealing she is, in fact, a goblin. She's got medium length fiery ginger hair, currently tied into a ponytail, and an eyepatch over one eye, the other is a bright sky blue. She's smiling widely. "A hobgoblin... heh, how could you confuse me for one?"
"Sorry. I've met all shapes and sizes of Hobgoblins." Theren says while removing his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Whats your name?"
"I'm Einmyla of the Ironfist clan. What's your name?"
"Theren Dotsk, Half-elf ranger of the Dead Pines."
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
The look up at Theren and laugh. "Am I a- Oh, that's a good joke. Nah, I'm a dwarf." They take off their helmet, revealing she is, in fact, a goblin. She's got medium length fiery ginger hair, currently tied into a ponytail, and an eyepatch over one eye, the other is a bright sky blue. She's smiling widely. "A hobgoblin... heh, how could you confuse me for one?"
"Sorry. I've met all shapes and sizes of Hobgoblins." Theren says while removing his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Whats your name?"
"I'm Einmyla of the Ironfist clan. What's your name?"
"Theren Dotsk, Half-elf ranger of the Dead Pines."
"Nice to meet ya, then. Thanks for your help with the bear, even if I didn't need it." She kicks at the bear. "Seems like the skin's too damaged to use, though, so I guess I'll let it live."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
The look up at Theren and laugh. "Am I a- Oh, that's a good joke. Nah, I'm a dwarf." They take off their helmet, revealing she is, in fact, a goblin. She's got medium length fiery ginger hair, currently tied into a ponytail, and an eyepatch over one eye, the other is a bright sky blue. She's smiling widely. "A hobgoblin... heh, how could you confuse me for one?"
"Sorry. I've met all shapes and sizes of Hobgoblins." Theren says while removing his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Whats your name?"
"I'm Einmyla of the Ironfist clan. What's your name?"
"Theren Dotsk, Half-elf ranger of the Dead Pines."
"Nice to meet ya, then. Thanks for your help with the bear, even if I didn't need it." She kicks at the bear. "Seems like the skin's too damaged to use, though, so I guess I'll let it live."
"Pleasure to meet you as well." Theren sticks out his left hand which is completely metallic.
Out of nowhere, a short figure in heavily spiked armor comes rolling past him like a wheel, followed by a bear covered in wounds, who is probably the one who sent the figure rolling.
Theren wakes up and looks around rather surprised. "What the-" he takes out his sword. *If there are any goblins, orcs, or hobgoblins are nearby*
*the sword does in fact glow*
The figure stands up, only coming in at about 4'7, and fixes their helmet, which currently has the faceplate down, then unclips a spiked flail from their belt, facing the bear.
The sword glows a bright blue. "You need help?!"
"I've got it, just go back to sleep." Their voice is very hard to make out through the helmet.
"Uh. Not a particularly nice place to nap now." he says as he readies his sword.
"Right. Just don't stand directly in front of me." The figure starts running forward, then jumps up, curling up into a spikey ball midair, then they roll into the bear, who tried to dodge, but ended up getting the figure stuck into the bear's side.
Theren casually walks up to the bear and casts animal friendship.
The spell doesn't work due to having someone wearing spiked armor stuck to the side, who is squirming, causing pain for the bear. And since it can't reach said person, the bear swipes at Theren.
8 to hit, 11 slashing.
*Does not hit*
Theren sighs. "Sorry buddy."
Attack: 14 Damage: 3
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
22 to hit, 11 damage
22 to hit, 7 damage
The bear collapses, unconscious.
"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
The look up at Theren and laugh. "Am I a- Oh, that's a good joke. Nah, I'm a dwarf." They take off their helmet, revealing she is, in fact, a goblin. She's got medium length fiery ginger hair, currently tied into a ponytail, and an eyepatch over one eye, the other is a bright sky blue. She's smiling widely. "A hobgoblin... heh, how could you confuse me for one?"
"Sorry. I've met all shapes and sizes of Hobgoblins." Theren says while removing his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Whats your name?"
"I'm Einmyla of the Ironfist clan. What's your name?"
"Theren Dotsk, Half-elf ranger of the Dead Pines."
"Nice to meet ya, then. Thanks for your help with the bear, even if I didn't need it." She kicks at the bear. "Seems like the skin's too damaged to use, though, so I guess I'll let it live."
"Pleasure to meet you as well." Theren sticks out his left hand which is completely metallic.
She reaches up and shakes it firmly. "By the way, I'm a bit lost. Where am I?"
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"Why."
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"Yeah, but a bear just attacked you."
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
The sword slashes against the bear's shoulder, giving a slight cut. The person has managed to unlodge themselves from the thick fur, climbing onto the bear's back. They then swing their flail around to build up momentum to swing it against the bear's head, then they punch down onto the bear's head with their gauntlets, which also has spikes.
16 to hit, 12 damage
16 to hit, 5 damage
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The bear collapses, unconscious.
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"I hardly have a scratch!" They laugh a bit.
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"Wow impressive." Theren says while sheathing his sword
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His sword still glows blue as the person hops off the unconscious bear. "Heh, it was nothing." They clip their flail back onto their belt.
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Theren keeps his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Are you a hobgoblin by chance?"
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"Oh, just some old wounds."
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Of course. You having fun?"
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Kato takes out the healing potion Waltz gave to him and forces it in Waltz's hand. "Drink it."
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The look up at Theren and laugh. "Am I a- Oh, that's a good joke. Nah, I'm a dwarf." They take off their helmet, revealing she is, in fact, a goblin. She's got medium length fiery ginger hair, currently tied into a ponytail, and an eyepatch over one eye, the other is a bright sky blue. She's smiling widely. "A hobgoblin... heh, how could you confuse me for one?"
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"A bit, though this bear's caused me to get a little lost." They jam a thumb in the direction the bear... was. It seems the bear has run off into the woods. "Oh, come on! I take my eyes off it for one second, and it's gone."
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"Sorry. I've met all shapes and sizes of Hobgoblins." Theren says while removing his hand from the hilt of his sword. "Whats your name?"
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"I'm Einmyla of the Ironfist clan. What's your name?"
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"Theren Dotsk, Half-elf ranger of the Dead Pines."
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"Nice to meet ya, then. Thanks for your help with the bear, even if I didn't need it." She kicks at the bear. "Seems like the skin's too damaged to use, though, so I guess I'll let it live."
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Waltz grins, "Where'd you get that?"
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Pleasure to meet you as well." Theren sticks out his left hand which is completely metallic.
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She reaches up and shakes it firmly. "By the way, I'm a bit lost. Where am I?"
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