<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a7/c9/8d/a7c98d4f87e5099cc8669d19989836b6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Khan-R'gal Skarskgard</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2314881)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>21 / 21<strong>AC:</strong>20 (21)<strong>Flat-Footed:</strong>14<strong>Touch:</strong>20 (21)<strong>CMD:</strong>24<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Well...the room he found himself in was decidedly<em>not</em>a friendly looking place. He wasn't a very brainy guy - he tended to coast through life on his gut instinct more than anything else - but even he could recognise a laboratory of some sort when he saw it! The tools and implements arrayed on the tables and desks were clearly for investigations and autopsies and the like, and considering the tubes they themselves had been sleeping in...he wasn't entirely certain he wanted to know whether the subjects had been dead or willing or not. Certainly, their abducters did not seem to be big on volunteers or expired subjects. The thought made him give a repulsed little shiver, he had to admit; the idea of not being able to fight back against such invasive practices wasn't a pleasant one, and all of a sudden he wasn't feeling particularly bad about the fate of the fuckers behind him, or the ones they'd kicked the shit out of earlier. He noticed a book - a diary, or logbook? - on one of the tables, and was just about to open it on the offchance it had pictures or something, when he heard it; a startled yelp, the sound of bodies hitting the ground, and shouts of alarm that indicated enemies somewhere nearby.<br/><br/>Immediately, he wheeled around - diary temporarily forgotten - and hurried out of the room towards the sounds of distress. That sounded like Ming-Fu and Zelthos, if he knew his companions by scream, and he knew he tended to have decent enough perceptive abilities. Now, his gut instinct was telling him that dropping into a hole in a room near where a pair of zombies had been lurking was probably not a good thing, which meant that they needed to get out and regroup ASAP. To that end, his mind raced, trying to work out a course of action that could save them; he had rope, but was he strong enough to support the weight of two grown adults? Probably not. He wasn't ashamed to admit that his strength lay in agility rather than raw power; being a competent fighter and a long-lived adventurer meant that you needed to have a decent handle on your own strengths and weaknesses. But what could he use...ah-hah! He wasn't certain it would work, but he could give it a try! As he ran, he unhooked the rope from its place around his shoulder, just in time to reach the edge of the pit that had opened up in the floor. Looking down, he saw Ming-Fu and Zelthos - blessedly unharmed - along with their new Elf friend desperately hanging on to the edge of the floor. The former two's attention was rivetted elsewhere in the room, which told him all he needed to know; hostiles.<br/><br/>Ignoring their new elf friend for a moment, he pulled out the iron bar from his pack and hurriedly reshaped it into a heavy, leaden weight heavy enough to act as a counter-balance for the three people below him. He pushed himself to his limits, working as quickly as humanly possible to extricate them from their predicament long enough to regroup and take the possible fight onto ground of<em>their</em>choosing; after all, one of the most important parts of a fight was doing it on<em>your</em>time, in a place<em>you</em>chose. Drawing on his reserves of stamina and his impressive dexterity, he worked as quickly as he could to tie the rope around the loop in the top of the weight and then loop the extra length around his wrist for extra leverage. He lobbed the rest of the rope over the edge and into the room Zelthos and Ming-Fu were standing in, aiming to get it as close to them as possible.<strong>"Climb up!"</strong>he called down as he braced himself and the weight as best he could.<strong>"Get yo' sweet l'il asses back up here 'fore somethin' chews on 'em, yeah? Whatever's down there, better t' face it up here wit' us rather'n down there alone! I've got y', don' worry!"</strong>Now just to hope they understood enough of what he was yelling to get the message!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">-- Khan takes a <em><strong>Move Action</strong></em> to move 30ft to the room Zelthos and Ming-Fu are in. As part of this action, he <strong><em>retrieves the rope from around his shoulder.</em></strong><br/>-- Khan takes a <em><strong>Move Action</strong></em> to retrieve his Anytool from his pack. <br/>-- Khan <em><strong>Spends A Hero Point</strong></em> to take a Standard Action to reshape the tool and tie the rope to it and around his wrist.<br/>-- Khan takes a <em><strong>Swift Action</strong></em> to drop the now-counterweighted rope down the hole.<br/>-- Khan takes a <em><strong>Free Action</strong></em> to shout down the hole to his comrades.</div></div>