Ford
The hulking half-orc looks around the room slightly confused for a moment, and knocks the blood caked mud from his boots. Most of his wounds close from Korack's healing. "Thanks mate! The ground was beginnin to get slick from me own blood!"
When the mutant sahuagin teleports in, Ford nearly jumps out of his skin. The goofy grin once again disappears from his face. "He wasn't liein about his evil magic! A giant four-armed sea devil! I'm gonna rip your head off and make it my puppet!!!"
Ford runs toward the creature and flies into a wordless rage, swinging his falchion with all his might.
FalchionSpoilerRage: round 1/11
HP: 73/95
AC: 15/10/13
power attack for 7
bard song: +2/+2
Attack 1: (1d20+10)[27] Damage: (2d4+26)[29]
Possible Crit:Possible Cleave:SpoilerConfirm: (1d20+10)[27] Add: (2d4+26)[33]SpoilerAttack: (1d20+10)[29] Damage: (2d4+26)[31]
Possible Crit:SpoilerConfirm: (1d20+10)[16] Add: (2d4+26)[31]