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#46
The Guild of Galas'nor / Re: [Feu] Assistance
July 13, 2017, 11:58:11 AM
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+8 : 11 + 8, total 19[/blockquote]

Survival:
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+5 : 1 + 5, total 6[/blockquote]



#47
The Guild of Galas'nor / Re: [Feu] Assistance
July 13, 2017, 11:52:24 AM
As I was on my way to the town, a big mushroom of smoke coming from Deller's Rock caught my eye. I knew I have a destination set in my mind, but my curiosity got the best of me. I want to go and find out what has caused this big amount of smoke. I couldn't let it go.

I need to get there and find out what's happening. I have all my stuff inside my backpack, but I thought in case I should need it, I should have it readily available to me, so I took the bundle of rope out from my bag and now have it in hand. I changed course and headed out to this nearby village instead. I continued walking closer to it, but now heightening my senses for anything that might befall me.


#48
"I have your backs."

[spoiler]Move behind Callista and Gandin, ready action to shoot flutegun if turkey comes closer.[/spoiler]
#49
"Someone distract them while I shoot." Gael said as he pulled out his flutegun.

[spoiler]Gael: Move behind Zultar, full movement speed 30 ft. east, ready an action to shoot if another turkey gets close enough (closer than current short turkey)[/spoiler]
#50
Tales of the Guild (IC) / Re: A Bard's Flute
August 17, 2014, 12:28:40 AM
Gael started kicking and flailing as the beefy man clutched his left leg pulling him ever closer to him. For someone who's already struggling with his breathing, the man is still very strong. He's probably mustering all his strength to be able to get back at Gael one last time to avenge himself and his men. He still managed to say "You're mine!" in between gasps and smirk evilly.

Gael continued struggling. He reached for his sides to his pocket and groped for his darts, only to realize that he had run out of them. "Heavens!" he blurted in frustration. The woman and her child were hugging each other tightly while watching in horror. They were traumatized as just minutes ago they almost got cut in two. They seemed to be petrified in shock where they were sitting now. The woman whimpering but the child is crying very loud which seemed to drown all the other sounds in the room.