Ethan flips the north table on it's side, and pushes it to barricade the entrance to the trophy hall, avoiding the area that might soon be filled with fire. Exactly what I was going to do as I was catching up on the thread. Not necessary now, I guess! ;) Kjelti moves to join whoever else will take ...

Kjelti spits after the giant, while cursing herself at her mistake.

Kjelti HP 25/56 As the snarling smilodon engages the lumbering prey from behind, Kjelti attempts to move to intercept it further, stepping in front and lashing out with Valyrian steel. If only she can react in time... If she makes the initiative, she will block the creature's path and attack. Claym...

Kjelti HP: 25/56 She steps forward and mercilessly butchers a helpless giant before her. Assuming I can auto-kill them? And would that be her full turn? If not, she will begin a guarded escape to the south with the rest of the party behind her-- for now. When they join with Antheris and Gaerys she ...

Kjelti HP: 25/56 Blood-soaked and baring her teeth, the warrior-woman battles on, attempting to slay the remaining ogre on the front line, her confidence renewed by the arrival of the living trees and Antheris' fearsome transformation, not to mention Gaerys' mighty display of giant-massacring prowe...

Kjelti Skallgrím The uncharacteristically restrained shield-maiden resists the urge to break rank and rush into the ogres, keeping her place in front of the party's puissant arcanist with shield raised and immense pole-arm planted firmly, warding off any attackers with the all the ferocity that onl...

Kjelti Skallgrím She accepts the drink with a silent nod to the man of the wild and sips it slowly. Her hand shakes slightly as she sets it down. She draws her sword and spreads the contents of a Silversheen over it, and she places it next to her in front of the door. Taking up one of the enormous ...

Kjelti Skallgrím Kjelti finds herself winded and weak-armed after the melee. Shaking the herself out of the fog of war she rises gradually from her crouched fighting stance and gazes somewhat deliriously about. In a matter of minutes, the modest barracks were turned into a charnel house. Her foot a...

Kjelti Skallgrím The shield-maiden shifts her position as necessary to allow others into the front rank, if they desire. She then plants her feet and raises her shield, preparing to turn the rushing giants' tide with a wall of steel. I assume that Antheris' polar bear will want to form up in the fr...

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Upon arriving at the door Kjelti will throw it open, ready for a fight.

Kjelti Skallgrím Kjelti observes the druid quietly as he casts his curious spell over the sticks. She awaits the results of the incantation before casting her opinion, which currently leans towards the passageway and door that Ethan scouted. Her eyes flit over the corpses strewn about the room, her...

Kjelti Skallgrím, Shield-Maiden of the Northern Wastes If the treants are lining up against the west wall, maybe we should take the east door. Kjelti assents to this approach under her breath, sword and shield firmly in hand as she assumes her place in the front rank at the side of Lord Blacktyde b...

Kjelti Skallgrím, Shield-Maiden of the Northern Wastes Ethan proposes that we enter past the sleeping guards, and head toward the great hall, favoring going right (east). Line the Treants up near the west wall of the Steading. When they hear the alarm, they break in, going for the great room from t...

As I stated in your 'introductions' thread, I am very interested! Consider me signed up, whenever this gets off the ground. Love the setting, too... I'm looking forward to seeing how this all works out

Yet another 3.5/Pathfinder fan...how many does that make now? Magnus and I makes two, I believe ;) I am also new around here Magnus, but I have to say I can tell already you'll be right at home here, and also let me be one of the first to say that it's great to see a new DM on the forums! I have to...

Bronwyn the Silent, Dirgesinger Bronwyn casts about him wildly, a look of childlike confusion and terror upon his bearded visage. However, not a sound escapes his open mouth, and he does not cry out. He instead simply stares numbly at the prisoners that were incinerated, and a slow rumble begins to...

An itch on the taint of course.

*shudder*

Welcome to the game, Greyarea, Stirling, & Oddfellow.

Thanks, Fearghus! I'm looking forward to it.

Leumas the Far-sighted, Falconer Race: Elf Gender: Male Alignment: Lawful Level 0 XP: -100 HP: 2/2 AC: 12 Movement: 30' STR 11 AGI 16 (+2) STA 8 (-1) PER 12 INT 11 LUK 11 Luck ability: Seventh Son (spell checks +0) Dagger 1d4 Gear: -Dagger -Oil (1 flask) >starting gear rolled -Torches (2) -Rations ...

Damn right! I'm actually rather fond of him, but if he gets the drop, c'est la vie. As a side note, when I saw "Dwarf" and "Dirgesinger" together, I immediately thought of the Misty Mountain song from the Hobbit. So, as thousands of innocents plummet to their deaths, I can't help...