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The Seven Swords; Whispers of War




GAVIN


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Health 34/35



(shield) Basic Information



Weight: 184 lbs


Height: 5'8"


Eye Color: Light Brown


Hair Color: Brown


Skin Color: Tan


Age: 27


Race: Elf


Class: Fighter


Discipline: Physical


(d20) Stats



Constitution: 35


Strength: 40


Dexterity: 25


Charisma: 35


Magical Ability: 5


Magical Skill: 5


Magical Alignment: 10


(helmet) Armor



A light cloth & leather armor


(dagger)Weapons



1 Set of brass knuckles (with spikes)


1 Throwing dagger


1 Sgian dubh (a dagger)


(chest) Current Inventory



Pepé (Dog)


Some Coin ?










Gavin raises his arms, attempting to dodge the rubble as it falls from above, his eyes on the enemy before him...


[dice]10501[/dice]


...and fails.

 

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The rubble landed on his shoulder, dealing a small amount of damage.


[dice]10502[/dice]


 
(Woops, just subtract 2 from that roll)


 
Keith turned to Gavin. "Are you alright?" He said. "We need to get out of here! This thing is ready to go down!"


 
A loud sound drew their attention, as the giant metal beast freed its arm from the wall. It slowly turned towards them, slowly opening its mouth.
 



GAVIN


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Health 30/35



(shield) Basic Information



Weight: 184 lbs


Height: 5'8"


Eye Color: Light Brown


Hair Color: Brown


Skin Color: Tan


Age: 27


Race: Elf


Class: Fighter


Discipline: Physical


(d20) Stats



Constitution: 35


Strength: 40


Dexterity: 25


Charisma: 35


Magical Ability: 5


Magical Skill: 5


Magical Alignment: 10


(helmet) Armor



A light cloth & leather armor


(dagger)Weapons



1 Set of brass knuckles (with spikes)


1 Throwing dagger


1 Sgian dubh (a dagger)


(chest) Current Inventory



Pepé (Dog)


Some Coin ?










((okay haha))


The Elf takes a hit to his shoulder, causing him to stumble. That's going to leave a bruise, he muses. Turning to the man next to him he responds, "Its fine." Looking upward he knows the only way out is going to be up. "Climb on my shoulders, I should be able to hoist you up!" Taking a moment to cough he hoped the man would pull him up after. If he didn't, it wouldn't be the first time he'd been betrayed. Still, common enemy and all.

 

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Keith nodded and attempted to climb up using Gavin's help.


[dice]10503[/dice]


 
So I think that you also roll, and we add the rolls together.
 
Azariah


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Basic Information
Name: Azariah


Weight: 123lbs


Height: 5'8"


Eye Color: Green


Hair Color: Blonde


Skin Color: White


Age: 227


Race: Elf


Class: Ranger


Discipline: Natural
Stats
Constitution: 20


Strength: 20


Dexterity: 40


Charisma: 20


Magical Ability: 25


Magical Skill: 20


Magical Alignment: 45
Armor
Leather Armor


Green Cloak
Weapons
Sword: 1d6 Damage


Bow: 1d8 Damage
Inventory
21 Arrows


Azariah remained clam, knocking another arrow. While his arm was caught in the rubble she aimed and fired at his eye once again.


[dice]10504[/dice]


[dice]10505[/dice]


[dice]10506[/dice]


[dice]10507[/dice]


[dice]10509[/dice]


YESSSSS!!!!!!!!!!


lol took 8 arrows to hit him
 
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GAVIN


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Health 30/35



(shield) Basic Information



Weight: 184 lbs


Height: 5'8"


Eye Color: Light Brown


Hair Color: Brown


Skin Color: Tan


Age: 27


Race: Elf


Class: Fighter


Discipline: Physical


(d20) Stats



Constitution: 35


Strength: 40


Dexterity: 25


Charisma: 35


Magical Ability: 5


Magical Skill: 5


Magical Alignment: 10


(helmet) Armor



A light cloth & leather armor


(dagger)Weapons



1 Set of brass knuckles (with spikes)


1 Throwing dagger


1 Sgian dubh (a dagger)


(chest) Current Inventory



Pepé (Dog)


Some Coin ?










Gavin simultaneously attempts to hoist the man up whilst keeping an eye out for any passing arrows. The last time the Elf girl nearly managed to pin him to the floor.


[dice]10508[/dice]


As he pushes the man upward he hears a familiar bark as his dog Pepé huddles in a corner, growling fearfully at the creature. "Oh Pepé, not now!" He grumbles.

 

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GAVIN


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Health 30/35



(shield) Basic Information



Weight: 184 lbs


Height: 5'8"


Eye Color: Light Brown


Hair Color: Brown


Skin Color: Tan


Age: 27


Race: Elf


Class: Fighter


Discipline: Physical


(d20) Stats



Constitution: 35


Strength: 40


Dexterity: 25


Charisma: 35


Magical Ability: 5


Magical Skill: 5


Magical Alignment: 10


(helmet) Armor



A light cloth & leather armor


(dagger)Weapons



1 Set of brass knuckles (with spikes)


1 Throwing dagger


1 Sgian dubh (a dagger)


(chest) Current Inventory



Pepé (Dog)


Some Coin ?










"Pepé, come!" Gavin screams, his voice full of urgency. The building was about to collapse, the beast seemed untouched and ready to attack, and he had to get out of here. But Pepé...


[dice]10510[/dice]


"Pepé!" He shouted once more as the dog refused to budge, but he still did not obey the Elf, choosing to stay cowered in the corner. Gavin bit his lip in frustration, this was his only friend, how could he just leave him? Taking a shaky breath Gavin reached out to Keith's hand with a firm grip.

 

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Keith tried to pull him up.


[dice]10511[/dice]


 
Keith is pulling Gavin up, when all the sudden Gavin feels something wrap around his leg, and as Keith tried to pull, Gavin slowly began to get pulled back down into the collapsing common room of the inn. If Gavin looked behind him, he would see that the beast had its hand around Gavin's leg, and was slowly pulling him down.


Seemingly from out of nowhere, an arrow flew from above, slamming into the beast's eye, and shattering it.


 
It roared in pain and let go, and Gavin was pulled up abruptly.
 



GAVIN


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Health 30/35



(shield) Basic Information



Weight: 184 lbs


Height: 5'8"


Eye Color: Light Brown


Hair Color: Brown


Skin Color: Tan


Age: 27


Race: Elf


Class: Fighter


Discipline: Physical


(d20) Stats



Constitution: 35


Strength: 40


Dexterity: 25


Charisma: 35


Magical Ability: 5


Magical Skill: 5


Magical Alignment: 10


(helmet) Armor



A light cloth & leather armor


(dagger)Weapons



1 Set of brass knuckles (with spikes)


1 Throwing dagger


1 Sgian dubh (a dagger)


(chest) Current Inventory



Pepé (Dog)


Some Coin ?










Gavin can feel the beast's roar in his bones as he's pulled up onto the second floor. "Thanks," he mutters, his mind still both on Pepé and the beast now underneath them. "We have to get out of here!" He exclaims and looks around to make sure the exit is safe.


[dice]10538[/dice]


((poo!))

 

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Keith raises his shield, and charges towards the exit recklessly.


 
If you look back you would see the ceiling of the inn collapsing, the ceiling falling down towards the group.
 
((What is the exit anyway? A door, a window, a hole? Also who is under the rubble right now? Everyone but Gavin, Keith and Azariah, right?))
 
So much had happened before Hannah's eyes, and it went by so fast. Men scrambling to the second floor, a brave (or stupid) elven woman attacking the beast and a man being pulled down from the second floor. She quickly leapt to her feet. "What the hell ever happened to the men saving the damsel in distress?" she muttered before yelling to the elven woman, "What the hell are you still doing here? Get out of here!" and with that she attempted to climb to the second floor.





Health 9/10



Constitution: 10 (+0)


Strength: 10 (+0)


Dexterity: 20 (+10)


Charisma: 40 (+10)


Magical Ability:20 (+5)


Magical Skill:10


Magical Alignment:35


Items:


None.


 
Azariah


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Basic Information
Name: Azariah


Weight: 123lbs


Height: 5'8"


Eye Color: Green


Hair Color: Blonde


Skin Color: White


Age: 227


Race: Elf


Class: Ranger


Discipline: Natural
Stats
Constitution: 20


Strength: 20


Dexterity: 40


Charisma: 20


Magical Ability: 25


Magical Skill: 20


Magical Alignment: 45
Armor
Leather Armor


Green Cloak
Weapons
Sword: 1d6 Damage


Bow: 1d8 Damage
Inventory
27 Arrows
Looking at the woman try to climb the wall she ignored her and lied down, reached out for her and pulled her up to the second floor. There may not be time to save the dog but there was time enough to save her, and if there wasn't she was too stubborn to not try.


*Takes deep breath* Please be a 20 Please be a 20 Please be over 10 You know what just, not a 1, anything but 1


[dice]10571[/dice]


Is that high enough?
 



Ryfen Tethir


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Health 25/25



(shield) Basic Information



Weight: 134 lbs


Height: 5'9"



Eye Color: Blue



Hair Color: Blonde



Skin Color: Pale



Age: 22



Race: Elf



Class:
Druid


Discipline:
Natural


(d20) Stats



Constitution: 25 (+0)


Strength: 15 (
+5)


Dexterity: 25 (
+0)


Charisma: 5 (
+10)


Magical Ability: 25 (
+5)


Magical Skill: 25 (
+5)


Magical Alignment:
60


(helmet) Armor



Hidden Leather Armor


(dagger) Weapons



Short Sword


Heirloom Bow










(How the hell am I missing so much.)


Ryfen decides to focus only on getting out of the crumbling building and not on the monster. There can be time for inquiries later, right now he needed to get out of there. He began climbing up to the second floor, hoping this would be like climbing the trees in his forest home.


[dice]10572[/dice]


The climb isn't exactly like the trees, but it's close enough and Ryfen is able to make it to the next floor and out of the building.
 
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You are all now on the second floor. A hallway leads to a small opening at the end of the corridor. Only one would be able to fit at a time.
 
Once at the second floor, Hannah made a run for it. She sprinted towards the exit and...


[dice]10586[/dice]





Health 9/10



Constitution: 10 (+0)


Strength: 10 (+0)


Dexterity: 20 (+10)


Charisma: 40 (+10)


Magical Ability:20 (+5)


Magical Skill:10


Magical Alignment:35


Items:


cutlass and 2 hand crossbows.


 
(Let's just assume that you all made it out of the collapsing inn alive.)


 
When you emerge, the bright light flares around you, blinding you for a moment. An old man walks up to you. "What happened here?" He asked, looking back at the inn.
 



GAVIN


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Health 30/35



(shield) Basic Information



Weight: 184 lbs


Height: 5'8"


Eye Color: Light Brown


Hair Color: Brown


Skin Color: Tan


Age: 27


Race: Elf


Class: Fighter


Discipline: Physical


(d20) Stats



Constitution: 35 (+3)


Strength: 40 (+4)


Dexterity: 25 (0)


Charisma: 35 (+3)


Magical Ability: 5 (-3)


Magical Skill: 5 (-3)


Magical Alignment: 10 (-2)


(helmet) Armor



A light cloth & leather armor


(dagger)Weapons



1 Set of brass knuckles (with spikes)


1 Throwing dagger


1 Sgian dubh (a dagger)


(chest) Current Inventory



Some Coin ?










Gavin felt a sensation of giddiness as he stumbled out of the inn, the wreckage behind him caving in on itself. Just in time, he thought, using his right arm to shield his eyes as a bright light momentarily blinded him. He glanced around briefly at his fellow survivors, and his heart sank as he reflected on the friend he lost. Pepé...


It took him a full moment before he realized an elderly gentleman was standing before him. "What happened here?" The man inquired innocently enough.


"Uh... a fire." The Elf responded, still in a bit of a haze. "Say," he spoke suddenly, "you wouldn't happen to know anything about the men in black armor who entered the inn a bit ago... before... the fire?" Gavin knew what he must look like, weary from battle and covered in soot. Still, he tried his best beaming smile, hoping that if this man didn't have any information, he might be able to lead him to someone who could. He had to find something out.


[dice]10852[/dice]

 

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The old man looked at Gavin strangely, then spoke. "We have a lot to speak about." He looked around. "In private. Too many ears. Get your friends and follow me." He said, and turned around, beginning to walk away.
 
Hannah gave a small chuckle, but followed the old man. "Just because we had a near death experience together doesn't mean we know each other." She said. "I don't even know this guy's name." she gestured to Gavin.
 
"Well, you should get to know each other." The old man said. "I think you will be working together for a while." He said mysteriously.
 

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