<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/>Khan grit his teeth as he braced himself on the edge of the hole, coiling the rope around his wrist as tightly as he could to avoid it slipping from his grasp. The last thing any of them needed was him losing the rope and sending them both tumbling to the ground! The bottom of the pit might not be THAT deep, all things considered, but that didn't mean it wouldn't hurt if somebody took a tumble they weren't ready for. He felt the rope go taut, and whilst he couldn't see who was gripping hold, it was good enough for him.<strong>"Whoever's holdin' on, get ready! Hunk-Express Ropeways, goin' up!"</strong>he called down as he leaned backwards, using his own weight to try and move backwards, hauling with his upper and lower body both to try and pull the rope up. There was enough extra rope down there that it wouldn't remove the rope from the second person in the pit, and if whoever was climbing now put their foot down and climbed as best they could, they could get up here quickly enough that they could evacuate the last person, too. As much as Khan would love to launch himself down there to join the fight, just because he was into a good brawl didn't mean he was an idiot; basic tactics were always a part of every fight, if you didn't want it to be your last one, and more than a few times, exploiting a tactical weakness or changing the battlefield had let him walk away with a nasty wound instead of...well, not walking away at all.<br/><br/>He grunted at the extra weight as he lifted whoever it was off of the floor...he couldn't tell who by the weight, alas; Ming was light and floaty, but the prettyboy didn't look like he had much bulk to him either, so it was a toss up who was who.<strong>"Oi, Elf!"</strong>He called, gesturing at the Drow who couldn't understand his language. He waved at her, getting her attention and then pointed at the rope behind him and made a pulling gesture. He didn't want her to fall in too, after all, so best she go behind him just in case. As he hauled the rope, he took a slow, grunting step backwards, muscles flexing and straining a little. Goddamnit, maybe he needed to work a little more on arm day...<strong>"Y' lot better be hangin' on down there, I swear t' God! No hoggin' all the fightin' for y'selves, y'hear?"</strong>he called down jovially, grinning even through the sweat. If he got them up, then the creatures would come up to meet them...at which point, he'd be there to kick 'em in the face back down into their shithole of a lair, and everybody would walk away after eating some whatever-they-were-legs! Simple, right? Maybe he'd even get to cop a sweaty feel off of Ming, too, as thanks for the rescue. He chuckled to himself at that thought, and redoubled his efforts to haul them out of harm's way...temporarily, anyway. But then, what fun was being<em>permanently</em>safe, anyhow?<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">-- Khan uses a <strong>Full Round Action</strong> to use all of his strength to haul those holding onto the rope out of the pit. Str 14 = 175lbs Heavy Load, or 350lbs Max Lift Weight. <br/>-- Khan uses a <strong>Free Action</strong> to tell those in the pit to both hang on, and to ask <strong>Eidolana</strong> to assist him. </div></div>