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Perils of the Lost Coast

Arzhel rises to his feet, thanking Seelah for healing him before moving to check on Desgoffe.

Perils of the Lost Coast

"What are his terms? I'm good as long as nobody dies." the ninja speaks as he props himself up.

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Arzhel speaks, carefully timing his words to avoid choking on his own blood. "it'd be wonderful if one of you could translate back to Common-I'd like to know why we're negotiating with the enemy?"

OOC: I don't speak Draconian, so no idea what's being spoken of.

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OOC-I'll refrain from taking the action, last thing I want to do is be out cold right now.

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With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Arzhel swiftly draws his wakizashi and attacks the creature, hoping to force the creature off-balance.

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OOC: Ignore the charge half if not possible, I'm partly writing it for flavor

Arzhel turns toward the growl, eyes passing over the crumpled form of Desgoffe. With unnerving precision, Arzhel rushes the creature, his katana briefly reflecting the firelight as it is swung.

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Arzhel surges to his feet at Alastor's roar, hands instinctively rushing to his swords.

"What's going on?!"

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Rolled a 13, with the modifier I have a 3.

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"I have no problems with it." Arzhel moves over to make room for the woman to lie down.

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The ninja snorts, eyeing the half-orc. "If I did only what I was paid to do, I'd have left this line of work long ago."