Ellya
oi mate
@ Las Vegas Steakhouse
Vex suddenly raised her hand. "Wait..." she mumbled quietly, standing completely still as Grog bumped into her, picking his nose and not really paying attention. "Wot?"
The half-elf stood still and listened carefully for a little longer, then pointed down the street. "There's a f-... There's noise coming from over there. You stay here, I'll stealth ahead and find out what... Grog...?"
It was too late. The 8 and a half foot Goliath was bounding full speed at the direction where the fighting noises came from, just laughing wildly at the prospect of seeing blood again. "AHAHAHUHUHU, AHUUHUHUHU!" He sprinted and eventually found the place. There were a few things standing in his way.
[DEX check, DC 15 to not knock Claire's bike over]
The Goliath just nimbly dodged most objects in his way as he ran at the door, not hitting anything (yay).
Grog just burst through the door and anyone inside saw the towering figure standing there. A large, muscular humanois with war tattoos across his entire pale body, clutching a huge-looking greatsword with a jagged blade. He was just grinning, and some actual drool dripped from his mouth as he assessed the situation for all of two seconds. "Knock, knock... I would like to rage..." he mumbled before charging straight at the nearest person that looked aggressive (hopefully a bandit) with a bone-shaking roar.
At that point, a beautiful half-elven woman with long black hair also entered through the door. Her eyes quickly darted all around the room while she held an arrow nocked in her fancy-looking bow. "Grog!" She yelled at her comrade, who was currently pounding a bandit's head into a wall just over and over again, just laughing loudly at how his head reduced in size each time. He didn't even hear her. "Unbelievable..." she muttered while drawing the arrow and aiming just generally inside. "Alright, who's looking to get shafted?" She suppressed the urge to giggle.
TheElenaFisher and the rest in the Steak House (i don't know who yet)
Vex suddenly raised her hand. "Wait..." she mumbled quietly, standing completely still as Grog bumped into her, picking his nose and not really paying attention. "Wot?"
The half-elf stood still and listened carefully for a little longer, then pointed down the street. "There's a f-... There's noise coming from over there. You stay here, I'll stealth ahead and find out what... Grog...?"
It was too late. The 8 and a half foot Goliath was bounding full speed at the direction where the fighting noises came from, just laughing wildly at the prospect of seeing blood again. "AHAHAHUHUHU, AHUUHUHUHU!" He sprinted and eventually found the place. There were a few things standing in his way.
[DEX check, DC 15 to not knock Claire's bike over]
The Goliath just nimbly dodged most objects in his way as he ran at the door, not hitting anything (yay).
Grog just burst through the door and anyone inside saw the towering figure standing there. A large, muscular humanois with war tattoos across his entire pale body, clutching a huge-looking greatsword with a jagged blade. He was just grinning, and some actual drool dripped from his mouth as he assessed the situation for all of two seconds. "Knock, knock... I would like to rage..." he mumbled before charging straight at the nearest person that looked aggressive (hopefully a bandit) with a bone-shaking roar.
At that point, a beautiful half-elven woman with long black hair also entered through the door. Her eyes quickly darted all around the room while she held an arrow nocked in her fancy-looking bow. "Grog!" She yelled at her comrade, who was currently pounding a bandit's head into a wall just over and over again, just laughing loudly at how his head reduced in size each time. He didn't even hear her. "Unbelievable..." she muttered while drawing the arrow and aiming just generally inside. "Alright, who's looking to get shafted?" She suppressed the urge to giggle.
TheElenaFisher and the rest in the Steak House (i don't know who yet)