06-13-2016, 01:48 PM
OOC - it just occurred to me that my pick I use around the house is a two-handed tool. How come military picks are one-handed, even the heavy one? 
OOC2 - Thanks for reminding me of Giant looking around and also trying to grab Murkatos.
Lugar prepares for the worst (OOC total defense? or readied what action against what event?) and his shout snaps the armorer out of his professional curiousity.
Glancing around there are no objects Giant would perceive as keys. He can see
a rune-engraved halberd;
a two-handed sword with jet black blade and a large ruby adorning the crossguard;
a greatclub ending in a clenched fist of granite;
a cloth-wrapped handle of the sword, including the crossguard but no blade;
a pair of curved daggers;
a yellow-hued chain mail;
a green-white checkered kite shield.
"Hey Murkatos, what do you know about your warmachine?" he inquires as he grabs the armorer's cape at the same time.
The poor armorer yells aloud in surprise and instinctively tries to evade the muscular hand and succeeds in tearing his cape out of Giant's hand. The half-orc feels as if his martial capability would've been assaulted in the presence of such danger, including his raw strength.
The armorer realises what both Lugar and Giant attempt to tell him and scurries outside. The construct comes to life but can't make a quick and clean attack of opportunity on Murkatos before he could exit the room, darting straight through the priest and stopping right at the background.
"Stop it but don't destroy it," he sends the message to the warriors but it's easy to realise that he's completely clueless on how to do so.
Maul prays to Pelor but Lugar and Giant perceive no effect. Maul curses.
"Magic is dampened!
The construct, having missed the opportunity to slice the armorer in half, turns on the dwarf.
Lugar's AOO!
OOC2 - Thanks for reminding me of Giant looking around and also trying to grab Murkatos.
Lugar prepares for the worst (OOC total defense? or readied what action against what event?) and his shout snaps the armorer out of his professional curiousity.
Glancing around there are no objects Giant would perceive as keys. He can see
a rune-engraved halberd;
a two-handed sword with jet black blade and a large ruby adorning the crossguard;
a greatclub ending in a clenched fist of granite;
a cloth-wrapped handle of the sword, including the crossguard but no blade;
a pair of curved daggers;
a yellow-hued chain mail;
a green-white checkered kite shield.
"Hey Murkatos, what do you know about your warmachine?" he inquires as he grabs the armorer's cape at the same time.
The poor armorer yells aloud in surprise and instinctively tries to evade the muscular hand and succeeds in tearing his cape out of Giant's hand. The half-orc feels as if his martial capability would've been assaulted in the presence of such danger, including his raw strength.
The armorer realises what both Lugar and Giant attempt to tell him and scurries outside. The construct comes to life but can't make a quick and clean attack of opportunity on Murkatos before he could exit the room, darting straight through the priest and stopping right at the background.
"Stop it but don't destroy it," he sends the message to the warriors but it's easy to realise that he's completely clueless on how to do so.
Maul prays to Pelor but Lugar and Giant perceive no effect. Maul curses.
"Magic is dampened!
The construct, having missed the opportunity to slice the armorer in half, turns on the dwarf.
Lugar's AOO!
