Coul makes himself very small and keeps highly wary, his adrenaline still pumping from the exploding zombies, as the others speak with the townsfolk.
"Guessing that's a no on returning with news." Onik mumbled to himself and headed inside to survey the situation they had gotten themselves into. How many they need to protect, how many could fight, any sick, infected, or suspicious? The magus moved through the temple like an security contractor, detached and calculating.
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Regina Thorn: The Savage : The Fallow Hills Frontier
Ken: The timelordgod : Carrion-Crown
Kosj: the Plague: One Shot Wonders
5e Subclass Titanic Brawler: Seeking Constructive Feedback
Coul makes himself very small and keeps highly wary, his adrenaline still pumping from the exploding zombies, as the others speak with the townsfolk.
perception - (d20+4) (4) [8]
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Regina Thorn: The Savage : The Fallow Hills Frontier
Ken: The timelordgod : Carrion-Crown
Kosj: the Plague: One Shot Wonders
5e Subclass Titanic Brawler: Seeking Constructive Feedback
"Hail" Onik approached the obvious adventurers in an attempt to establish an occupational rapport. "Looks like we're on the same job.. I'm Onik, nice to meet ya. You lot wouldn't happen to be able to clue me into on what's going on a little more. Our party seems pretty set on getting to the bottom of this asap."
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Regina Thorn: The Savage : The Fallow Hills Frontier
Ken: The timelordgod : Carrion-Crown
Kosj: the Plague: One Shot Wonders
5e Subclass Titanic Brawler: Seeking Constructive Feedback
"THIS IS UN-BEAR-ABLE! It's just some zombies! Why paws the slaughter? Let's wipe them all out. It may be a bit grizzly, but problem solved after that. Right?" Roun seems positively dying to bash some more heads in.
"Behold I have become Death, Destroyer of worlds."
Originally Posted by D&D Basic Rules, Altered by me
A young half-elf woman stooped over a cauldron looks up. "Hello. Yeah, we got here about two weeks ago. several people were already ill. Nerest I can figure, this started on a nearby farm, then spread into town." She guestures to a Dwarven man patrolling the front area. "They woul dhave overrun us if his devotion to Sheara hadn't granted him the ability to force undead to flee."
Being pleasantly unnoticed Coul split off from the group just a ways, looking for the best place to try and climb the temple from... Perhaps a pile of chopped wood, a nearby tree that he could leap from, or the like. After a quick assessment he would try and make the climb either using his claws and boarding axe, or if necessary pulling out his out his grappling hook and launching it to get a decent grip and help him climb.
Once up on the temple walls Coul would peer around the town, looking to see anything obviously out of place or strange. (numbers of zombies, rampant destruction, etc...)
Last edited by Zeros; 02-26-2021 at 01:14 PM.