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ok 3 posts all meaning nothing....
__________________any way. Thokk when everyone is ready will fly above the center of the group trying to draw there attention before landing on another roof, to avoid being shot. |
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Alright, then.... everyone is looking at you like your a moron... how and as you are flying off to a different roof top suddenly you here a sound like a swarm of bees above your head. Make a reflex save for me.
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4 arrows sink into your chest as you slam into the secondary roof
__________________(the thing thats moronic about it is that you haven't talked through with anyone what you are planning on doing thus there is no tactics behind what you are doing and you just are flying into the air revealing the rooftop location to all the creatures in the town.) You take Dice Roll:
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Hold up i just looked at your f-ing character sheet and you added a second hit die... you only have ONE hit die thus 16 hp... and as thus you are at negative 12 hp and thus unconcious... roll a d 100 to see if you stabilize.
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dude you said i was a barbarian now!
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I did but i ALSO said you didn't gain the hit die because you technically already had gained it... now roll me a d100.
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Donievus looks up worriedly at Thokk flying above him and lets out a curse as he sees the arrows streaking through the air towards him.
As the arrows strike home Donievus raises his arms up and calls upon Bahamut to help him aid this reformed half-fiend. warmth flows through his fingers as some of Thokks wounds knit shut. Casts close wounds (immediate action) Thokk heals (or is prevented from taking) Dice Roll:
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IC: Spindletop watches as the rain of arrows turns Thokk into a pincushion and he falls to the nearby roof. She grimaces in a display of sympathetic pain and mutters out of the side of her mouth, "Wellll, I guess guerrilla tactics are kinda out the window now. Let's see if I happen to have anything to stop an invading army." With that she stuffs her hands into her pockets and pulls out two random items. rolling d% for usefulness: first item: Dice Roll:
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Alright Thokk is no longer bleeding but is still unconcious on the nearby roof. As for the items Spindle-top pulls out two small bottles one green and the other red. One says regen and the other says anti-regen. (note the red one is the anti).
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