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[The Froggy Ninja]

Yes

[Caerwyn]

Hail the bandits, stating that I am friendly, and glad to see others stopping disgusting race combinations!

[Comrade P.]

(( Huh have to remember that humans in this are not subject to human limitations. ))

((Finally you got it. You guys had to skulk around the city to learn something about local harrison. They're bigger, meaner and tougher than any other human being. Best of the best. The Heavy Infantry. Long stories and urban legends are spoken all over town about them. You had only to wonder. At least, you could use the poisons you've collected.))

Spoiler: Patrick Hunt and darkpaladin109 (click to show/hide)

Dzot's action:
[1] You reach for your flintlock pistol and begin the long process of reload. Bastrad (from now on on i'll call him Bastard, that guy that beared the flamethrower)
uses that to his advantage, considring your partner retreating, and drrags his loaded sidearm - huge .454 semi-automatic pistol - and last thing you're able to feel in your life is the cold 8-inched barrel touching your hindhead.
You're dead.
You had an opportunity to live - you could reach for the knife dropped by Harvey and consolidate with him, then strike
simultaneously. But you didn't.

Harvey's action
You see your companion shot in his hindhead. You backstab him:
[3 +2 for backstab -3 for heavy armor] Your rush forward and make a deep lunge. Knife glances his armor. He turns and kicks you with his armored elbow shell from above:
[6-1] This strike should brake your spine at once. [1d4 = 4] And it really does.
You're dead
You did your best. Just bad dice roll.

Spoiler: The Froggy Ninja (click to show/hide)

You pack your belongings and move out. You were warned, that there might be more renegade men out there. You make your way to the south for [3] three days [5] without any problems on your way.
Then you see silрouette of another town at the horison. As you come closer you spot a fallen sign, that seems to be at least several years, if not decades old:
Houreon. Population: 10098 6589 1053
Move on to town?

Spoiler: Harry Baldman (click to show/hide)

She goes out of the box. She lies at the lower couch on the opposite side of coupe and curls up.You now can have a better look on her.
She seems to be about 17 years old. Her hair are quite short and bobbed. Her eyes are grey. Her face is slim and would ne even beatutiful if not the grimace of fear on it. She waers a sweater over a shirt and a long skirt. Her feet are bare. She seems to freeze for some reason.

Spoiler: Caerwyn (click to show/hide)

As you hail them, your vouce is reflected by the cliffs over and over again - they seem to be distracted. That gives couple a chance to escape.
((If you want to make your shot at someone, it's your last chance. They continue their race and will soon leave your field of view. As DM, I promise you won't miss - you have focused on this shot long enough))

[Harry Baldman]

Avert eyes. Not polite to gawk at ladies. Is she still awake? Don't stare.

Wonder what I could ask her about. Probably not the infantryman. God, no. Perish the thought.

Maybe taking a nap would be preferable. Yes. That may indeed be the case.

[Caerwyn]

Continue down to be in better view, and warn them about the prisoners escaping! If a chance is acquired, shoot one of the fleeing targets in the leg! Preferably the girl.

Oh, the Drizzt-clone half-elf-dragon-something-something else died?

[darkpaladin109]

Can we rejoin with different characters? Can we at least create different characters and have them be put up on the waitlist?

[The Froggy Ninja]

"Ho, friends!"

[Comrade P.]

Spoiler: Harry Baldman (click to show/hide)

The girl isn't asleep. She's still scared. She still doesn't believe it all ended now - the train is taking her at the farest edge of the empire.
You lay on your coach. You close your eye, but you can't sleep - you feel her gaze at you.

Spoiler: Caerwyn (click to show/hide)

You descend to a lower cliff, so now you're spotted by all the participants of the action. Bandits yell with joy, couple shouts with despair. You aim at the guy. [3] You shoot, and you hit him in the leg, but the bullet only glances his huckle-bone. Still a nice accurancy for such a distance - you are separaeted by at least 200 meters. The guy stumbles, girl cries and stops to help him to get up. And now the bandits reach them - the beat them and tie them up. Then stand and laugh aloud. They turn to you, cry something you can't hear and call you to descend by gestures.

Darkpaladin109 and Patric Hunt, you can sign up to waitlist, but you will be at its last positions.

Froggy Ninja, ehh, who are you adressing to?

[Caerwyn]

Descend, waving back! When you get up to them, offer one of the Rifles as a gift, and ask them their story.

[Patrick Hunt]

(( Uhm dude? How does he get a -3 bonus when I aim for a point that his armor doesn't cover? He doesn't have armored eyes. Thats the whole reason I specified aiming for his eyes. ))

[Comrade P.]

(( Uhm dude? How does he get a -3 bonus when I aim for a point that his armor doesn't cover? He doesn't have armored eyes. Thats the whole reason I specified aiming for his eyes. ))

((How were you going to stab him in the eyes while backstabbing him? Besides, normally all attacks against Heavy Infantry are nerfed with -3 course of their thick carapaces. Your first attacks weren't nerfed because you stabbed them point-blank when they came from around the corner.))

[Patrick Hunt]

(( Reach around with a backhanded grip on the knife? It's not difficult to stab somebody in the eye from behind when he's standing still.
That raises another question though, I was still point blank for this attack so shouldn't it have canceled out the -3 again? I was at exactly the same distance as I was that time except this time I had the added momentum of being moving when I struck.  ))

[The Froggy Ninja]

Whoever I run into first when I enter the village

[darkpaladin109]

Lor Lowtunnel
Race: Half-Dwarf
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Bio: Lor was born to a  two slaves working in the mines. His mother is human, while his father is dwarven. He grew up working in the mines, digging tunnels, hauling rocks and metals those sorts of things. One day, the mine was attacked by a group of communists. They freed as many slaves as they could. Lor was one of these slaves. The communists didn't have time to rescue his parents. They took him to their hideout, where he lived for a few years. He idolized the communists. In his mind, they were heroes. He set out to spread communism, rescue slaves and maybe even find his parents.
Inventory: -Rough leather armor
               -Shortsword
               -Pickaxe
               -Small bag with some meat and bread
               -Waterskin, filled with water
               -A portable lamp
               -Small backpack
               -Small amount of money (25 singuluses, 30 copper hammers)

   

[Comrade P.]

(( Reach around with a backhanded grip on the knife? It's not difficult to stab somebody in the eye from behind when he's standing still.
That raises another question though, I was still point blank for this attack so shouldn't it have canceled out the -3 again? I was at exactly the same distance as I was that time except this time I had the added momentum of being moving when I struck.  ))

((First - do you really expected him to stand still like a training dummy while you are going to him with a knife?
Second - you retreated by your previous action to let Dzot shoot and then reach for his eyes from the back.))

Darkpaladin, now you're at the end of the waitlist with a complete bio. But warning (for everyone): two characters per user. So that's your last one.

Froggy Ninja, wait a couple of minutes, your update will be here. Since another page is started, the update will be at the latest post, as usual.