Clay Weatherwax accepts the invitation, retiring to the tavern with Tomal. Clay orders a mug of tea and whatever Tomal is drinking, paying for both. Are you a believer in Beith? It was like no one had heard of Beith before I arrived here. Who is Tomal? I don't see him/her in the Rogues Gallery. Ind...

Tomal, Cleric of Beith Tomal is a tall broad shouldered young man. He has blonde hair and green eyes. He wears scale mail and a large wooden flail at his side. On his shoulder is perched a peregrine falcon who is constantly watching the world around them. His manner is definitely one of someone from...

Clay Weatherwax grew increasingly nervous as the day of the festival passed. He had envisioned sharing stories with friends at a campfire, not the entire town. But he decided to make the most of it, finally deciding to tell the story of the Count's Children. With the sun low in the sky and most of ...

A tall blonde man walks into the festival. His eyes wide with wonderment as he looks at the festivities around him. Clearly he has not seen such a large gathering of people merely taking part in a festival. He is wearing armor engraved with a birch leaf in a circle, a large flail is strapped to his ...

Dorath swings just trying to keep the trog zombie away from his fallen comrade.

Attack with Quarterstaff [1d20] = 16, damage with Quarterstaff [1d6] = 4

At the sight of his companion falling to the floor under the attack of this monstrosity, something comes over Dorath. He swings hard with his quarterstaff, his eyes full of rage. Attack with quarterstaff [1d20]= 19, damage [1d6]= 3 Again, sorry for the delay, ended up away from my computer for longe...

Ooc: sorry at work conference, no access to die roller until tonight

Sickened by the soft feeling of his quarterstaff hitting the troglodyte the first time, Dorath takes a half hearted swing unsure of his effectiveness against such a creature as this.

Quarterstaff Attack [1d20]=2 -2 to hit =0, Damage (but really what's the point?) 6 (because of course it is)

Stirling wrote:quarterstaff is d6 damage

Opps, used my daggers damage by mistake. That's what I get for posting pre-coffee. Will edit with the appropriate damage.

Carlos mutters "G'dayt!", grabs a fire extinguisher, and starts suppressing the fire. He glances at the feed lines to see if the fire will percolate the liquid hydrogen. "Somebody out there REALLY khest'n hates me..." The extinguisher quickly puts out the fire, but it might be w...

OOC: Apologies for the lateness of this

Dorath swings with his quarterstaff. Flinching because he knows that if he hits this monstrosity that he will never EVER get the smell out of the wood.

Attack with Quarterstaff [1d20] = 18 - 2 = 16, Damage [1d6] = 5

As low man on the totem pole I am good with whatever the group deems best.

From the back of the boat Donnie screams out.

"Let's Do It Again!!!!"

Meanwhile, he cleans the oil and dirt from his hands and wipes the copious amounts of sweat from his forehead. He looks as Carlos and says,

"I need a drink, perhaps 12"

Even from this distance the smell and sight of the zombified troglodyte causes Dorath to gag. He covers his nose and mouth with the hem of his sleeve and tries to breath through his mouth.

[1d20] = 7

-- Thruster Plate drive (travel between planets) -- offline (cannibilized for AG drive) -- Grav (AG) drive (land/lift in atmosphere drive) -- online, but ify -- Power plant -- online, -- Computer -- online, but it might reset if shorts are detected -- AG deck grav modules and inertial dampers -- of...

Dorath holds back while Tyrrell approaches the door. He knows that his skills and whats left of his prepared spells are no match for the things living in these rooms. He thinks longingly of the comfortable rooms he used to know, wishing that he was in one of them now. No matter, he tightens his grip...

I feel like now that AB has outed himself, we all owe it to him to do the same. Pics and job titles, for the win! :lol: My name is Jeremy, I actually kill things for a living. Granted its bugs and rodents but still, death is involved. And oh yeah, I am actually Zorroroaster's little brother. 139027...

Donnie gets the AG disconnected and everyone feels the gravity go out and they find themselves in zero g! He quickly removes the control unit and replaces the ruined unit on the grav drive. Donnie continues to work furiously connecting the two systems that aren't 100% compatible together. Sometimes...