I'm for cooking the fish here and splitting. Predators will be here soon anyhow because of the Picts' corpses. They might destroy the evidence that the men died in battle, which would be beneficial for us. Other than the woman Torix met, we are not likely to run into more Picts in the next few hours...

Cruloc "Crom's blood, I am gladdened by your return!" Cruloc shouts, welcoming Torix back to their gore-strewn camp. "Your man-eating kin found us, but with food scarce, we split their bellies so that they might feast on each other! The remaining two seem displeased by our hospitalit...

Cruloc "Looking for a Pict in Pictland is like looking for virtue in Shadizar," Cruloc grunts in reply. "You are more likely to find a knife in your back." Despite a fervid desire to simply choke the life out of the remaining two, he understands their potential value and suppres...

Cruloc "Come now," a seething Cruloc utters, stomping on the forearm of the Pict as he feebly attempts to scoop up his escaping innards. "Do not deny Jhebbal Sag a meal." He crouches so that their eyes again meet. "Go and meet your cowardly brethren who schemed and skulked ...

jemmus wrote: ↑Mon May 27, 2024 10:31 pm This I swear, with the forest and its two-leggeds, four-legged, and no-legged and their gods to hear.

Nice, in-character voice.

Cruloc His muscled arm, striped with the blood of the wild-eyed Pict, stays the savage descent of his foe's dagger mere inches from his jugular! HRRRR! Cursing at his newly-acquired spear, Cruloc's gaze pierces the feral eyes of the Pict tense moments before its flint tip does the same to his belly...

Cruloc

Attack with +1 flint spear [1d20+3]=6+3=9

Cruloc lunges with his new spear, but it does not suit his fighting style as his sword once did.

"Crom's bollocks!"

I'll post in around 12 hours after I get home from work.
I'm still a working man.

A picture of intense concentration, Kiri stops suddenly before his assailant's hiding spot in an intimidating posture. He performs a few short, sharp manipulations with his fingers, then reaches up to his own face. As he does so, he barks an unintelligible syllable that might be a word or a repress...

Cruloc

A stifled wail from the depths of the underbrush to Cruloc's left distracts him momentarily.

Attack with +1 flint spear [1d20+3]=7+3=10

Does a 10 hit? I doubt it.
I'll write my post based on whether Cruloc hits or not.

I forgot to add +2 to Cruloc's "to hit" roll for his charge. A 14 might be enough, but make it a 16 if it's not.

Cruloc Cruloc is unscathed by the murderous rain from the undergrowth! His keen eyes, even in the low light of the coming dusk, show him a hint of motion through the shrubs to the south and west. Instantly, he draws the wondrous Sword of Xuthalhotep, wheels, and thrusts its lustrous pommel into Zah...

Can Cruloc give/toss Zahra's magic sword to her? What would that cost him in terms of movement/action in this first round?

Cruloc The Cimmerian is incredulous. Another companion he thought dead emerging from the trees fazes him less than his ears failing to hear Dahinna draw near. "Crom's silent judgement!" His blade, poised to open Zahra's throat, falls aside at the last moment, thwarted by the Zamoran's cha...

Urson's back? Cool!

Quick - without looking at Unearthed Arcana or the Monster Manual - can a barbarian outrun a bear?

Cruloc The Cimmerian's senses burn bright as the barely audible sound of footfall reaches his ears. He is on his feet quicker than the hairs on the nape of his muscular neck can stand, and he sets his eyes toward the source of the low disturbance. Thither he glides, gripping his sword, making no mo...

A couple questions for our DM:
1. You wrote that we should add 1 ration. Is that 1 ration total, or 1 ration each?
2. What is the approximate distance between Cruloc and the sound of the footfall? Does the sound of footfalls stop, as if the person who made them has stopped moving?

It's a given that Cruloc will be healing himself and everyone.