Igfig: Last time, on Shetland Firestorm handofevil: We set shetland horses on fire Igfig: You were on the Rock of Bral, a mobile space station built on an asteroid and making full use of its two-sided gravity plane handofevil: In a storm Igfig: Shippy had some info about where you could find the Maestro, but needed a little help with something first Igfig: some unsavoury folks to whom he owed money Igfig: you went and killed one of them, negotiated with their boss, he wanted to learn the location of the Maestro when you returned Igfig: And then he set off a bomb I think? Barvo: yup Black_Dynamite: No I did Barvo: explosions! Lucas_Strongbow: He faked his death Igfig: Ah, that's right Barvo: also, uovana ended up getting her drink umbrella jammed into her skull Igfig: Shippy and his helmsman Lou brought you to the place they'd heard the Maestro's beat Black_Dynamite: And a new axe hole Barvo: right Brigsby: Sounds like a productive time Barvo: but we fixed her axe hole Slim_Bankshot: You agreed to help shippy then switched sides when bribed Brigsby: that sounds like us Barvo: And we will switch sides again with another bribe Igfig: above an ocean-covered moon Barvo: ad nauseum Uovana: that axe hole still aches before it rains. Igfig: you went down to the surface, found this place on a rocky island with this wizened and grumpy old lady Uovana: but the umbrella just tingles oddly now and then... Igfig: who was of course the Maestro Slim_Bankshot: (back in a few. Phone.) Igfig: you underwent a number of tests, then she called forth the spirits of rockers of ages past Igfig: who busted out some kegs and invited you to party Igfig: and that's where we ended Igfig: oh, and the island was some kind of giant musical instrument Igfig: So Barvo: so Barvo: I think we all know what we must do. Black_Dynamite: Do any of them have laser harps? Brigsby: next time on LOST, the island was an instrument Barvo: Par tee down. Igfig: They're all very shadowy indistinct shapes, like flickering black flames Igfig: you can vaguely make out the shapes of instruments, of the builds of various races Igfig: the squat forms of dwarves, the powerful frames of orcs Igfig: the height and spines of gratch, the massive jaws of giff Igfig: even...could that be an elf? Slim_Bankshot: OK, here i am Brigsby: what's a giff Barvo: So this implies that there have been rogue elves that liked rock. Brigsby: oh right, hippo Barvo: how nice, but it is MUSIC TIME. Igfig: Big hippo-headed humanoid, love explosions and... yeah Barvo: Start rocking you bastards Lucas_Strongbow: Dolly zoom on our shocked expressions when we see the elf Barvo: 1d20+7 Drums Beat! Fortuna: Barvo, Drums Beat!: [5] = 12 Igfig: Yeah. It is rock time. Barvo: bum bum bum Brigsby: so do we rock, or do I just immediately get sloshed with Rock Legends of Old Igfig: You are entirely free to do whatever Uovana: cant we do both Igfig: Some of the ghosts are tuning up to jam, others are just hanging out Uovana: also, my umbrella is tingling wildly right now. How weird is that Black_Dynamite: Remember that I get an autograph after this Barvo: Get some music going up in here. Igfig: a bunch are clustered around the dwarf, who's untapping some sort of ghost keg Black_Dynamite: "Woah. Is that Ghost brew?" Brigsby: oh god ghost dwarven mead Thorn: "Heh, wonder if it is funeral ale." Brigsby: I join the clustered ghosts Igfig: "Mead? Mead comes later!" the ghost says. "It's... what's that ye say?" Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+14 Kegstand Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, Kegstand: [2] = 16 Igfig: "Haha, yes it certainly is!" Black_Dynamite: "Once we're done here, I'm going to drink you under the table."\ Brigsby: 1d20+11 Kegflip Fortuna: Brigsby, Kegflip: [8] = 19 Igfig: Brigsby's flip is better Black_Dynamite: 1d20+5 Keg chug Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, Keg chug: [13] = 18 Igfig: although Lucas can apparently kegstand in his sleep Lucas_Strongbow: I was in a fraternity Lucas_Strongbow: Me and bros did it all the time Brigsby: if I critical failed on that I probably would have dislocated both my shoulders Black_Dynamite: You're in a fraternity and you're not chugging? What's wrong with you Black_Dynamite: You were in* Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+10 Chugging like Edgar Allan Broe Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, Chugging like Edgar Allan Broe: [15] = 25 Igfig: "Me old funeral ale, full of the fires of righteous rage Igfig: and also cayenne!" Igfig: "In the kegs that never run dry!" Scro: "Party tip! Always bring plenty of snacks!" Igfig: Lucas chugs brosponsibly Scro sets out a large selection of snacks Black_Dynamite: I chugged better Lucas_Strongbow: Numbers don't lie bro Black_Dynamite: Oh wait Black_Dynamite: Didn't see that roll Brigsby immediately drinks just way too much. Igfig: What are you rolling for to keg chug, anyway? Endurance? Lucas_Strongbow: I went for Athletics Black_Dynamite: I did Endurance Lucas_Strongbow: Acrobatics for the kegstand Black_Dynamite: If I did Athletics I would probably beat him Black_Dynamite: Also Black_Dynamite: 1d20+9 to punch the concept of drinking too much Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to punch the concept of drinking too much : [7] = 16 Igfig: Acrobatics for the kegstand, Endurance is for drinking Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+4 endurance Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, endurance: [14] = 18 Lucas_Strongbow: We are equal Black_Dynamite: me and Lucas tie Lucas_Strongbow: Fist bump Barvo: 1d20+10 booze up Fortuna: Barvo, booze up: [19] = 29 Igfig: Drinking Too Much reels back a bit and gives you some extra space Black_Dynamite: Barvo wins Igfig: oh wow Barvo: Barvo is ten drunks! Uovana: 1d20+10 to join in the drink fest Fortuna: Uovana, to join in the drink fest: [11] = 21 Igfig: "Har, where'd ye learn to drink like that?" Thorn sticks to eating whatever is available. Barvo: "Barvo is from Goliath Tribe of Mountains" Barvo: "We worship gods with mead and blod" Brigsby: "Colossuses...es...i... shouldn't count fer drinkin' and that sort *hic*" Barvo: blood* Barvo: "Barvo sheds the most blood, and drinks the most mead!" Brigsby: "Barv- Barvo can also shut the most up while I'm drinkin' over here!" Black_Dynamite: "It's true. He even out performs Holdr" Barvo: "Quiet tiny person." Barvo: "Barvo will squish you with his massive genitals." Brigsby: "I'll sh- show you who's a tiny person you... you... tiny person!" Brigsby immediately collapses off his stool. Black_Dynamite: Black Dynamite, as the head of security, walks over Black_Dynamite: "Break it up you two. Or I'll have you thrown out." Barvo: Keg lift! Athletics Barvo: 1d20+15 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+15: [20] = 35 Barvo: RAWRRRR Black_Dynamite: BARVO LIFTS THE ISLAND Black_Dynamite: "On second thought, you're fine. Continue." Igfig: You, uh, wow Brigsby: Brigsby is a tiny person so he's pretty much the lightest of lightweights Scro: "Party tip! Glowsticks make any party better!" Igfig: The dwarf was still standing on the keg, but he goes right up with ti Igfig: it Igfig: "Har har yeah put me down." Barvo: Bwuh ha HA! Black_Dynamite: "For the next gala we crash, we need to bring kegs." Thorn picks up Brigsby. Barvo: Barvo sets him down gently Thorn: "I think you've had enough. Barvo: Then Flexes Thorn puts Brigsby in his backpack. Black_Dynamite: BD swoons Igfig: "Thankee." Igfig: "Never been much of one for heights, see." Lucas_Strongbow: Seeing as we're being bros, I need to get my guitar and play some stereotypical songs Lucas_Strongbow: Get my John Mayer awn Igfig: "Not so much for the falling, as for the being too close to the sky." Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+12 to butcher Drops of Jupiter Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, to butcher Drops of Jupiter: [13] = 25 Igfig: "S'funny, I used to roll with the jammers myself, atchully. Flew and rocked with the best of em." D_A_V_E walks in, I guess. Barvo: I think it is time that SHETLAND FIRESTORM Barvo: got its rock on. Uovana: Hell yeah Black_Dynamite: BD prepares his Hand Motion thing Lucas_Strongbow: Also, one of the rockers needs to tell this story Lucas_Strongbow: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k_7kg5ZzDZo Igfig: "Til I saw the Big One. And that was plenty of the sky for me." Igfig: Yeah, I concur. Brigsby: "Hrmphrm where am I?" Igfig: Meanwhile, some of the other rockers - the elf, a human, something that looks like an octopus - have their pieces set up Thorn: "In my backpack." Scro: "Party tip! Play a drinking game where each person plays a kickass rift. Whoever plays the LEAST kickass one takes a shot." Brigsby: I thrash around in the backpack, trying to get out. Black_Dynamite: Is the octopus thing a hanar? Thorn picks Brigsby up out of his backpack. Igfig: Probably not Igfig: the Maestro unslings her broom Igfig: and it is a bass Brigsby: "Good thing about being small, I get trashed really quickly, but I guess I sober up just as fast." Igfig: she chugs a tankard of the mead that's just being untapped, now Igfig: oh god brigsby did you pee in his bag Barvo: oh my Black_Dynamite: BD takes a whiff Black_Dynamite: "I believe he did." Thorn sniffs as well. Brigsby: "No I didn't I was blacked out so I don't know don't judge me" Igfig: "Right! What was that about getting rock on?" Thorn: "Bah, pups the lot of you." Thorn sets Brigsby back on the ground. Black_Dynamite: 1d20+9 to punch Thorn right in the nose "Don't you call me a pup." Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to punch Thorn right in the nose "Don't you call me a pup.": [1] = 10 Black_Dynamite: OH CRAP Barvo: 1d20+7 performance Fortuna: Barvo, performance: [13] = 20 Black_Dynamite: UUUUUUUUUUUH Black_Dynamite: "Don't hurt me." Barvo: bum bum BUM bum BUM bum Barvo: I've laid down the beat Igfig: 1d20+20 bass Fortuna: Igfig, bass: [14] = 34 Black_Dynamite: I scurry off to my instrument with my head low Uovana: that is one hoopy beat, Barvo Thorn: "Move along pup." Igfig: The Maestro dances in between the notes, doubling the heavy ones, shimmering fractal soundstructures inbetween the light ones Igfig: everybody's getting +4 to their checks in this performance Lucas_Strongbow: Oh sweet Lucas_Strongbow: In that case Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+16 Riffage Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, Riffage: [10] = 26 Igfig: Word up Igfig: Who else is in on this? Black_Dynamite: Me Black_Dynamite: I wave my hand and produce an awesome bit of music Black_Dynamite: 1d20+10 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d20+10: [15] = 25 Uovana: 1d20+13 Fortuna: Uovana, 1d20+13: [5] = 18 Igfig: Word Igfig: What is it you play, Uovana? Uovana: lyrics: A flaming ship streaks across the sky. It lands in your town and you wonder why. The coolest of froods emerges, instruments in hand. Bringin’ you music that will rock your land. Barvo: Uovana does lyrics Brigsby: So, is that singing or just writing them? Igfig: Ah, vocals. Nice Brigsby: Because I'm terrible at lyrics Uovana: "We are alien rockers that will do some harm Make your ears bleed and hearts break with all our charm Laying down beats and rhymes is what we do And we’ll do to you what we live to do!" Igfig: +2 to that check for good lyrics Igfig: The human gets going with a keyboard, the elf with a guitar Uovana: I never really used ot be good at lyrics. But my tingling umbrella seems to be helping me channel some awesomeness now! Igfig: 2#1d20+14+4 Fortuna: Igfig, 1d20+14+4: [11] = 29; 1d20+14+4: [4] = 22 Lucas_Strongbow: I'm better than an elf at guitar Lucas_Strongbow: Naturally Igfig: "What did you say about my guitar?" Barvo: brb Igfig: "Are you making some kind of implication? Igfig: " Lucas_Strongbow: Well, you know, you're pretty good and all Lucas_Strongbow: But, i mean Lucas_Strongbow: And then I just gesture at myself Black_Dynamite: "Elves suck is what we're saying." Igfig: The elf laughs. Not a nasty laugh, a friendly one. Brigsby: "Don't start a fight with a club full of rocker ghosts, BD." Barvo: why not? Black_Dynamite: "I've fought a dragon with my fists brigsby. These guys are nothing." Igfig: oh, looks like Slim is back and will be playing the elf Igfig: "Yeah, why the not?" says the Gratch elf_dude: "You rock well, my friends." Igfig: "Good brawl, good fun." Barvo: Rawr! elf_dude: "Lets not fight! We have much food, much drink." Barvo: I have much axe! Uovana: i prefer to eat and drink for the timebeing Uovana: Besides, my umbrella is picking up more lyrics. Black_Dynamite: "I don't see how this guy can be a rocker. He's too much of a wimp." Igfig: "Later, later. For now, let us party." Igfig: that was the Maestro Uovana: lyrics this awesome need a beat... Barvo: 1d20+11 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+11: [16] = 27 Barvo: bum BUM bum BUM elf_dude pulls out guitar and knocks BD off balance with a sound wave Barvo: The beat goes on! Uovana: oh man - that is the perfect beat Uovana: "We came here to freakin’ rock this planet. We bring music’s flame, time to fan it. When we crash the drums, when we smash the chords You all gonna see we are the music overlords." Barvo: RAWR~! Igfig: "You sing well of the now. What of the past?" Uovana: I didnt have the umbrella in the past. Igfig: "Give us a tale from ere you saw the stars." Black_Dynamite: "We see the stars here." Igfig: "A story from before you joined your band." Uovana: uh ok. gotta groove for a minute to get the juices flowing Brigsby: 1d20+12 to just dance and have awesome stage presence or whatever Fortuna: Brigsby, to just dance and have awesome stage presence or whatever: [6] = 18 Black_Dynamite: "I'll keep em busy for now." Igfig: "Shit's sake, I meant you saw the stars firsthand." Black_Dynamite: 1d20+10 FOR AN AWESOME SOLO ON MY INSTRUMENT Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, FOR AN AWESOME SOLO ON MY INSTRUMENT: [1] = 11 Black_Dynamite: OH geez Igfig: YEAH Black_Dynamite: Fortuna must hate the worst awesome Fortuna: Excuse me? elf_dude: The elf continues to play at a steady rhythem with a gradually increasing tempo elf_dude: red Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+12 Tenacious D style acoustic playing Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, Tenacious D style acoustic playing: [8] = 20 Black_Dynamite: BD hangs his head in shame again Lucas_Strongbow: To give Uovana a backdrop Thorn keeps munching on, he isn't sure what it is but it tastes alright. Igfig: The Scro slaps BD on the back and roars with laughter. Uovana: "As knight my life was of daring and bravado But it lacked the swell of tempo and crescendos. So away I crept to find for what was lacking A life of music and rocking." Igfig: "Party tip: If at first you don't succeed, party it off and do it again drunk!" Igfig: "Well said, but not much of a story, that." Black_Dynamite: "You haven't heard the rest." Black_Dynamite: 1d20+10 to continue the song with a bridge from the Theramin Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to continue the song with a bridge from the Theramin: [18] = 28 Igfig: (What she is asking for is you to tell a story about something that happened to you before you joined the band and became a rocker) Uovana: ok. I so got this. Just need a drink first Black_Dynamite: I'm currently bridging for you so dont' feel rushed Barvo: bum BUM bum BUM Barvo: The beat goes on! Igfig: (and yes, she'll want to hear stories from all of you before the night is through.) Uovana: "On a quest to free a minotaur maid From the clutches of evil a guy I sang to him a ballad that tore at his heart And he died, with a tear in his eye." Igfig: (the stories won't have to be in song form unless you want to, but bonus points for songs.) Uovana: "For in his grief as he wiped at his nose, my axe did swing clean at his chest. He died before he knew I had struck. It was clear to me I was the best. Lucas_Strongbow: I'm gonna start writing one Black_Dynamite: Crap. I need to come up with one Lucas_Strongbow: A story Black_Dynamite: I'm gonna use that dragon punching story Uovana: "But when the word broke that my weapon that day, was a song and not a mean glower, I was shamed before all the knights in my land, to have them know I possessed such a power" Igfig: "Yeah, this is a test too. The Test of, er, Igfig: Let's go with Brotherhood. Yeah, that." Igfig: (still going, Uo, or is that the end?) Uovana: oh do you want another verse? Need another - hic - drink Igfig: Either way Igfig: it's good as is elf_dude: We just need to know when you are done Lucas_Strongbow: I'm going full effort on this Lucas_Strongbow: May be a while Uovana: I think I can call that done. If I have sufficiently impressed them. Black_Dynamite: BD Shall sing in japanese because everything sounds better in japanese Igfig: Big round of cheers and high fives when you finish your song, Uo! Barvo: RAWR~! Uovana: bows graciously before everyone. Blushing just a bit. Or is that from the booze? Igfig: "Either way, more booze!" Barvo: DRINK! Igfig: Drinks are bought... er, fetched for you Barvo: 1d20+10 for drink! Fortuna: Barvo, for drink!: [19] = 29 Barvo: HARRRR! Uovana: 1d20+10 for chugging Fortuna: Uovana, for chugging: [20] = 30 Uovana: whoohoo Igfig: YEAH Igfig: ALCOHOL VORTEX Black_Dynamite: 1d20+5 to chug while writing Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to chug while writing: [5] = 10 Black_Dynamite: Darn Black_Dynamite: I spill all over my lyrics Igfig: this of course leads to more drinks and an infinite feedback loop Lucas_Strongbow: I'm on to my second...stanza, I guess Uovana: haiku? elf_dude: I'll allow a time stop while you guys concoct some lyrics Lucas_Strongbow: Everyone just party in the meantime Uovana: oh man! I wrote mine on th efly! No fair. I could have come up with a whole rock opera if I had time. Brigsby: Brigsby passes out from drinking agian Black_Dynamite: I am the worst at lyrics unless I can sing in japanese. Brigsby: again* Igfig: The human with the keyboard starts something dancy, and a chitine joins her with a wub-wub beat on a deck Igfig: You don't have to do it in song form if you don't want to, BD Uovana: though song form would be most applicable given our current quest... elf_dude: Hey, you can alwways add a second verse if you want to take some time to write it out Igfig: Yeah, but since you guys are here to learn to do music it's okay if you aren't the best at it yet Igfig: this is more a test of character than of lyrical skill Igfig: good lyrics are just a perk Igfig: And if you're all still writing, one of the spirit rockers can tell a story Barvo: Oh, this is a volunteer thing? Igfig: Eh? Thorn: I think he's planning for all of us to do it. Barvo: well yes, Barvo: but we get to decide when we go? Igfig: whatever order you like, yeah Barvo: hmm Igfig: The Maestro decided it was another test kinda off-the-cuff, it sounds like Barvo: haha Igfig: she does seem to be getting a bit on the drunk side Barvo: right Igfig: I mean, she can hold a ton of liquor for a lady that tiny Igfig: but, well, yeah Barvo: Barvo is ready. Igfig: Aright, go for it! Barvo: Barvo is son of Bargo, son of Bango, son of Ted Barvo: Warrior and hunter of tribe Urggzob. Barvo: Tribe wanders the northern tundra, we hunt, and fish and trade. But most of all, the tribes make war. Barvo: On each other, and on the giants, and the dwarves, and anyone else on our territory. Barvo: The Goliaths are half-giants, and so have no others like them. Barvo: Barvo was greatest warrior of Tribe Urggzob! Barvo: He crushed hardest, and ran fastest! Barvo: Urggzob tribe once defeated all warriors of a frost giant tribe in a single day! Barvo: But, the consequences were terrible. Barvo: While Barvo was hunting alone, frost giants killed all of urggzob tribe. Barvo: Barvo angry. Barvo: Barvo Raged. Barvo: There are no more frost giants in the Tundra. Barvo: From then on Barvo wanders, far and wide, in search of enemies, and in search of a tribe to call his own. Barvo: done. Uovana: raises a glass of booze to Barvo for that stirring story elf_dude: Barvo, you playing next? Igfig: "Hell yeah!" "Same here!" Barvo: playing what? Fortuna: Say please. elf_dude: I'll fill space while you guys write if you want Igfig: playing what? Igfig: shrug Barvo: anyway Black_Dynamite: "Black Dynamite needs his fan girls for this one. I'll be back." Igfig: Sure, go ahead and tell a story, Slim Lucas_Strongbow: Give me the name of of a forest in the nentir vale elf_dude 4plays a few more chords Lucas_Strongbow: That's right, i'm fact checking Igfig: Harken Forest elf_dude: "My story is old, and far too long, but for all your sakes, I'll shorten this song." elf_dude: "many years ago, before you were babies, I rocked with the living, and claimed all the ladies." Lucas_Strongbow: Cool, thanks elf_dude: "But the elvs, they did not like it, sad it was bad, they outlawed all rock, no truce to be had!" elf_dude: "It started a war, a struggle so dire," elf_dude: "The elves were determined, to extinguish our fire." elf_dude: "They said live our way, or don't live at all, they banned rock forever, silenced us all." elf_dude: "I joined a resistance, took up the fight, despite persecution, I played all my life." elf_dude: "But the elves reach was far, they knocked down my door," elf_dude: "But I kept on rocking," elf_dude: "Till my head hit the floor." elf_dude 4solo Barvo: woo Igfig: *cheer* Igfig: Well Black_Dynamite: I am almost done Black_Dynamite: I've got one more line to go Igfig: Anyone else ready for a- ah, great Brigsby: Just a clarification, did you say people learned instruments? Igfig: Not yet Brigsby: Ah, ok. So no guitar solo from Brigs yet Igfig: everyone's here to learn though Black_Dynamite: Alright. These lyrics probably suck but we'll see Black_Dynamite: Black Dynamite walks out of the space ship with about 12 fan girls Igfig: mmhm elf_dude: Should the elf just rock some more? Black_Dynamite: "Lay down a beat for me Barvo." Black_Dynamite: "And make it jazzy." Igfig: Keeps playing as before, I guess Uovana: refilling my glass for this one. SHould be good. If not I am getting pretty drunk... Black_Dynamite: "Who's the slayer of legends who uses only his fiiiiiiist?" Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: "Dang right baby." Black_Dynamite: "Who's the man who ran through the caverns of the daaaaaaaaaamned?' Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: Can you dig it? Black_Dynamite: "Who's the man who flew the legions of hell with nothing but his haaaaaaaaaands?" Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: "Who's the man who wandered round the land simply for the children?" Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: "WHO'S THE MAAAAAAAAAAAAN! Who defeated The Dragon of Tyr using only his paaaaaaaaalm?" Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: "WHO'S THE MAN! Who discovered that donut's don't wear alligator shoooooooooooes?" Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: "WHO'S THE MAN! Who threw that stuff before he walked in the roooooooom?" Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: I can dig that Black_Dynamite: "WHO'S THE MAN! Who ended Kung Fu treachery for goooooooooood?" Black_Dynamite: DYNOMITE Black_Dynamite: DYNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMITE Black_Dynamite: Done Igfig: God, I really have to watch that movie Uovana: hey that is worth drinking to. Well done Black Dynamite! Igfig: if this is anything close to the theme song Igfig: Good show! Lucas_Strongbow: It's more similar o the tone of the whole movie Igfig: All right! Who's ready to go next? Igfig: okay, I'll tell one then Brigsby: I can go if no one else will Igfig: Andor Wuk, the big scro, takes centre stage Igfig: oh, or you can go if you want? Igfig: actually whatever, I want to tell this now Brigsby: go for it Igfig: He walks around the stage pumping his fist, then jumps up in the air, hangs for a second, then elbow-slams the ground. In the silence that follows, he starts his tale. Igfig: This is the story of the party that wasn't. Igfig: So one day I'm down on the Scro Second Fleet somewhere in the Astromundi Cluster and the shit is just kickin! Igfig: Me and Admiral Guradt and half of Fleet Command, and some fine fine ladies. Bloodmaster Hedra, especially. Igfig: Had all the jammers strapped together, drifting between planets to bestow the sweet boon of true partying on everyone we saw. Igfig: Drinking and fighting and doing backflips... we hotboxed a battleship. Igfig: So somebody delivers us a whole shipload, shitload of elves, and we let em on board to share and share alike. Igfig: And it's great actually. Normally elves aren't much for the whole brawling thing, but these guys were really into it. Great dancers, too. Igfig: Anyway, long story short: turned out there was a war going on and the elves were actually trying to kill us. The Unhuman War, they call it now? So that was a bummer. Well no, actually that was pretty fun too. Igfig: Rock on! Igfig: " Igfig: yeah, that's it Thorn: "Yours and the elf's story have summed up our encounters with them so far, xenophobic and rock hating." Igfig: "Hah, actually back then they weren't even so bad." Igfig: "That was a good thousand years ago, though." Igfig: "Was more about territory and sovereignty and lame shit like that." Igfig: "Whatever. the point was, it was still an awesome party!" Lucas_Strongbow: I think I'm done Thorn: "Death and blood, a party? My turn then, my family before the band, before music." Lucas_Strongbow: But brigsby can go first elf_dude: Who's next? Brigsby: I'll go Thorn: "Gore and killing, all in praise and great feasts on the dead." Thorn: (Sorry, kinda started there.) Brigsby: "The following is the tale of my origins." (To the tune of "I Believe In A Thing Called Love") Brigsby: *ahem* Brigsby: "I was born on a farm a long way from heeeere Brigsby: my job, protect our sheep, from all the harm their sheep hearts feared Brigsby: one day some wolves ran up, a desperate hunger in all their eyes Brigsby: I shot a bolt, they all burned up, but left a horrid surprise Brigsby: Lightning fleeeeew, Sparked the eeeeeewes Brigsby: Lightning flew, god, it sparked the ewes Brigsby: I burned up all the farm's precious sheep, their steel wool conducted electricity Brigsby: I ran off, far away from there, wrote this worthless piece of crap ditty Brigsby: Accidentally fried all of my sheeeeeeeeeep, wooooooh oh ohoh ooooooooooh Brigsby: GUITAR" Brigsby: *cue guitar solo from somebody* Igfig: The elf does a guitar solo Brigsby: and that's it Igfig: Awesome story Igfig: ...wait, steel wool? Uovana: that was adorable. Brigsby: steel sheep Brigsby: where do you think steel wool comes from? Uovana: Sounds like something from a Xanth novel Black_Dynamite: Reapers? Brigsby: Shireton Farms Brigsby: that's where Igfig: I'll keep that in mind Brigsby: Yeah Igfig: Aight. Thorn? Black_Dynamite: Thorn: *bark* Thorn: "Right, my family before the band. My gnoll pack." Thorn: "We killed what we found and we ate them, reveling in the death and the feast. Grew up preying on humans and anything weaker then us." Thorn: "Butcher's Brood, that's what the humans called us. Our waking days we hunted and killed, the few nights we slept filled with whispers of carnage and death, in words burned in our blood." Thorn mutters a bit in abyssal. Thorn: "Doing the will of demonic masters, course this all means one thing. Showing no weakness, and punishing weakness in others." Thorn: "It was near a human settlement that we planned to destroy the next day that things changed though. I heard something." Thorn: "I heard music, don't know what kind, the bard was probably killed the next day anyways, but the music stuck with me. Drowned out the whispers in my dreams. Wasn't long after that I encountered a failing, and I fled." Thorn: "Went to human lands, washed myself of the blood of all those I had devoured in the names of dark masters who cared for nothing but destruction, and I searched. I searched for the music I had heard. And that's how I found the band." Thorn: "Now the band is my pack." Thorn returns to eating. Uovana quit. Igfig: Damn Igfig: I like that Lucas_Strongbow: That shit is dark Barvo: brb Igfig: Has everyone gone? Lucas_Strongbow: Not me Thorn: "Bah, you haven't heard of my grandmother yet, or the time I had abyssal fleas. Those are for some other time." Lucas_Strongbow: I'll go now Igfig: yep, you're the last one left Lucas_Strongbow: So, I sit down in front a fire, I imagine Lucas_Strongbow: Start tuning up the old six string Lucas_Strongbow: Acoustic Lucas_Strongbow: Gather round you rockers, and I’ll tell you of an escapade, where blood was spilled, and hearts were broke, and quite a sum of gold was made! Lucas_Strongbow: For in my days of heady youth, a noble life I was denied. When all you have is bow and steel, your trade may be undignified. Lucas_Strongbow: My many skills, they had their use, and would help me make my name. For among the trees and shaded glens, a bandit is what I became! Lucas_Strongbow: My gang and I were famous, in fact some of you may have heard, that to travel through Harken, and keep your coin? Now that, my friends, would be absurd! Lucas_Strongbow: The King he sought, you understand, to drive us from our little wood. He sent his guards, to end our spree. But find us? Ha! He never could! Lucas_Strongbow: Now of course, I’m with a band, I no longer live a life of crime. What of the gang? I hear you ask. That song is for another time! Lucas_Strongbow: Acoustic solo! Lucas_Strongbow: And out Igfig: Woo! Igfig: Yet another excellent story Igfig: More cheering you all, etc Igfig: high fives, drinks Igfig: party! Black_Dynamite: Black Dynamite emerges from behind a rock with his fan girls Black_Dynamite: "What did I miss?" Igfig: You continue to party on long into the night Black_Dynamite: Do I get the autographs I was promised? Igfig: Yes, yes you do Igfig: They're kinda scrawled Black_Dynamite: Were they to eBay? Igfig: If you like Black_Dynamite: Then that's what I got Black_Dynamite: I shall promptly sell them for much cash Igfig: you do that Black_Dynamite: "Hey guys, we should get our instruments autographed." elf_dude: Does eBay exist in this world? Lucas_Strongbow: Bitch please Lucas_Strongbow: I autograph my own instrument Igfig: heh Igfig: Okay, so Igfig: Everybody please make an Endurance check and a Fortitude save Black_Dynamite: 1d20+5 endurance;1d20+9 save Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, endurance: [15] = 20; save: [4] = 13 Thorn: 1d20+6 endurance; 1d20+7 save Fortuna: Thorn, endurance: [4] = 10; save: [1] = 8 Brigsby: 1d20+5 endurance; 1d20+7 save Fortuna: Brigsby, endurance: [8] = 13; save: [15] = 22 Lucas_Strongbow: What's a fortitude save again? Brigsby: Fort-10 elf_dude: Ouch, Thorn Barvo: 1d20+10 endurance; 1d20+10 save Fortuna: Barvo, endurance: [10] = 20; save: [8] = 18 Thorn: Thorn took to the drinking pretty heavily after he finished telling his story. Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+4 endurance, 1d20+7 fort Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, endurance, 1d20+7 fort: [18] = 22 Igfig: Lucas, think you need to roll that fort properly Lucas_Strongbow: I did that wrong, one more time Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+4 endurance Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, endurance: [2] = 6 Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+7 fort Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, fort: [18] = 25 Igfig: Okay. Igfig: Everybody who got less than 16 on the Endurance check has trouble staying up all night, and takes a -2 penalty to attacks and checks until their next extended rest Lucas_Strongbow: maaaaaan Igfig: Everybody who got less than 19 on their Fort save has a hangover in the morning and grants CA Barvo: MY HEAD HURTS Barvo: AND MY LEG FEELS FUNNY Igfig: Oh, and BD you get a +2 to your Fort save because you punched drinking too much Black_Dynamite: 1d20+9 to punch hangover RIGHT IN THE FACE Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to punch hangover RIGHT IN THE FACE: [7] = 16 Black_Dynamite: WOOOO Lucas_Strongbow: Great, now I'm laughing at a Futurama reference Black_Dynamite: Did one of us make a reference without realizing it? Igfig: You still have a hangover unfortunately, BD Black_Dynamite: Did I atleast give the hangover a black eye? Igfig: Probably Black_Dynamite: Awesmoe Black_Dynamite: Did the neighbor's hear us fighting? Igfig: What neighbours? Igfig: The spirits? Black_Dynamite: Those annoying ones that keep calling the cops Igfig: Heh, no such thing here Black_Dynamite: Good Black_Dynamite: I'd hate another domestic charge Igfig: The Maestro returns, looking bleary-eyed. Igfig: "Good. You aced the Test of Brotherhood. Black_Dynamite: "Gaaaaaaaaaaah. My head hurts." Igfig: And the Test of Spirit, Part the First." Igfig: "Now for--ack, bright light--Spirit, Part Two!" Igfig: The spirits, who have been lounging around and resting, get to their feet Barvo hefts axe. Black_Dynamite: "About time you guys woke up. I'm ready to party some more." Igfig: and the quiet beating of the stone floor picks up Barvo: "Barvo is ready for anything!" Black_Dynamite: BD cracks his knuckles Igfig: "So, you can drink and rage all night. But can Igfig: you still perform when morning comes?" Igfig: The floor cracks asunder Black_Dynamite: I walk over to a random boulder Black_Dynamite: "CAn I still perform you ask?" Black_Dynamite: 1d20+9 to PUNCH THE BOULDER IN HALF Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to PUNCH THE BOULDER IN HALF: [16] = 25 Igfig: You, well... don't punch the whole thing in half, it's pretty big Igfig: but you do punch a good chunk off of it Igfig: regardless Igfig: from the floor Igfig: a ROCK GUARDIAN emerges! Igfig: it is made of rock Black_Dynamite: Is he angry that I punched his brother? Igfig: possibly Black_Dynamite: Crap Igfig: Also, the spirits are ready for that fight now Brigsby: wait, it's made of rock, or ROCK? Igfig: everybody roll initiative! Barvo Smiles Barvo: YAY! Igfig: A bit of both maybe? Black_Dynamite: "YOU SEE WHAT I JUST DID TO YOUR BROTHER? BACK OFF" Brigsby: 1d20+7 Fortuna: Brigsby, 1d20+7: [7] = 14 Igfig: Well, definitely the first Barvo: 1d20+3 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+3: [15] = 18 Black_Dynamite: 1d20+8 init Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, init: [9] = 17 Black_Dynamite: BD cracks his knuckles again Black_Dynamite: "I SMASH ROCKS FOR BREAKFAST" Black_Dynamite: "And then I rock rocks to rock in the evening so I can smash them in the morning again." Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+9 init Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, init: [2] = 11 Igfig: 1d20+1 Guardian init Fortuna: Igfig, Guardian init: [1] = 2 Igfig: someone gather init please, since Waffle isn't here Brigsby: Barvo, BD, Brigs, Lucas, Guardian Brigsby: need Thorn Black_Dynamite: He was surprised by the sight of his wounded brother Thorn: 1d20+11 Fortuna: Thorn, 1d20+11: [18] = 29 Thorn: whoops sorry. Igfig: 1d20+4 Andor Fortuna: Igfig, Andor: [4] = 8 Brigsby: Thorn, Barvo, BD, Brigs, Lucas, Andor, Guardian Brigsby: Is this the map we're using? Igfig: whoops, Andor actualy got 4 on top of that Igfig: so 12 Igfig: yes, this is the map Igfig: 1d20+4 gratch and dwarf init Fortuna: Igfig, gratch and dwarf init: [7] = 11 Igfig: or just "rockers B" Igfig: 1d20+6 other rockers init Fortuna: Igfig, other rockers init: [19] = 25 Black_Dynamite: This map is horrible with color Barvo: blue-grey and yellow Lucas_Strongbow: Also, who is andor Black_Dynamite: Probably elf dude Thorn: No Andor is the Scro guy. Thorn: Party stuff. Igfig: D2 is the dwarf, D1 is the elf Barvo: "Barvo Calls Stone Man!" Igfig: And I guess it's... Thorn up first! Thorn: Right then. Thorn: I'm going to move up a bit and then Ferocious Charge Backstab D1/Elf guy. Thorn: 1d20+14 vs. AC Fortuna: Thorn, vs. AC: [7] = 21 Thorn: Wait, +3, forgot to add backstab. Igfig: Hit Igfig: He's insubstantial though, so your damage will be halved Thorn: 3d6+2d8+10 Fortuna: Thorn, 3d6+2d8+10: [4, 1, 3, 4, 5] = 27 Thorn: Luck gloves, re-roll that 1. Thorn: 1d6 Fortuna: Thorn, 1d6: [3] = 3 Igfig: Okay Thorn: 29/2 is 14. Fortuna: Thorn, is 14.: [] = 14 Thorn: Or 15, either or up to you. Igfig: 14, always round down Igfig: Other Rockers! Igfig: Slim, you want to try these? Or shall I? Igfig: Guess I will for now Igfig: argh, this map Igfig: why is it locking everything Barvo: locking always locks everything Igfig: R1 attacks Thorn Igfig: It should only lockt he selected shape. no? Igfig: 1d20+11 vs AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs AC: [9] = 20 Barvo: should, doesn't mean it will Igfig: indeed Igfig: 5 damage if that hits Thorn: Hit. Barvo: got the bg locked anyway Igfig: the other three throw empty bottles Igfig: 2 at Barvo Igfig: 2#1d20+11 vs AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs AC: [7] = 18; vs AC: [10] = 21 Igfig: 1 at Brigs Igfig: 1d20+11 vs AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs AC: [7] = 18 Brigsby: miss Barvo: 1 hit Igfig: again, 5 psychic damage on a hit Igfig: And, barvo turn! Barvo: BARVO! Barvo: Thunder Hooves Rage on the Rock! Barvo: 1d20+13 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+13: [7] = 20 Igfig: Also, my bad, I said D1 was the elf, but it was actually the gratch... the elf is one of the Others Igfig: whatevs Igfig: uh, hit Barvo: 3d12+9 Fortuna: Barvo, 3d12+9: [5, 1, 12] = 27 Barvo: wham. Barvo: Done. Igfig: All right Black_Dynamite: Me? Igfig: BD Igfig: then Brigs Black_Dynamite: ALRIGHT Barvo: Barvo is in a RAGE! Black_Dynamite: Can I charge G? Igfig: Yeah, sure Igfig: those gates in the picture aren't really there Barvo: cool Black_Dynamite: ALRIGHT Black_Dynamite: +2 to attack right? Igfig: +1 Igfig: and just a basic attack unless you have a special power or something Black_Dynamite: 1d20+10 v aC Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, v aC: [12] = 22 Igfig: hit Black_Dynamite: 1d10+3 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d10+3: [10] = 13 Black_Dynamite: aaaaaaaaand flurry of blows Black_Dynamite: 6 damage Black_Dynamite: End turn Igfig: okay, 19 total Igfig: Brigs! Barvo: oh my I just noticed Brigsby: okay Barvo: I can reroll the 1 in my damage Barvo: feat Black_Dynamite: Yup Barvo: 1d12 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d12: [3] = 3 Igfig: ok Barvo: 3 Brigsby: Lightning Strike on D Brigsby: 1d20+8 vs Reflex Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Reflex: [13] = 21 Igfig: Hit Brigsby: 1d8+10 Lightning Fortuna: Brigsby, Lightning: [3] = 13 Brigsby: R4 takes 4 Lightning Igfig: R4 falls over Igfig: Okay Igfig: Andor now Brigsby: and I'll end turn there, Andor turn Igfig: Andor steps up beside the guardian and bashes Barvo with what's probably his guitar Igfig: 1d20+13 vs AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs AC: [11] = 24 Barvo: hit, Curtain of steel Igfig: 2d6+9 psychic and radiant Fortuna: Igfig, psychic and radiant: [4, 5] = 18 Barvo: ok Barvo: Hit him back. Igfig: and slowed and marked Barvo: 1d20+13 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+13: [2] = 15 Igfig: Miss Black_Dynamite: "KICK HIS BUTT BARVO" Barvo: :( Igfig: Also, I forgot to mention that the others figth with all the more feerocity when one falls Black_Dynamite: feerocity Igfig: well, some of them Igfig: anyway Igfig: The gratch! Lucas_Strongbow: Ahem Igfig: Oh yeah Igfig: that guy Brigsby: was A supposed to move on the map? Igfig: yes Lucas_Strongbow: First, I move! Lucas_Strongbow: Then, aspect of the dancing serpent! Lucas_Strongbow: Then, clever shot on R3 Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+11 Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, 1d20+11: [7] = 18 Lucas_Strongbow: vs ac Igfig: Miss Lucas_Strongbow: Crap Igfig: The gratch swings at Thorn, and the dwarf charges forward at Brigsby Igfig: if it's their turn Thorn: Yup. Igfig: 1d20+12 vs Thorn AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs Thorn AC: [16] = 28 Thorn: Yeah that is a hit. Lucas_Strongbow: Not gonna lie, that's why I moved Lucas_Strongbow: Brigsby meat shield Igfig: 1d20+12+1+2 vs Brigsby AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs Brigsby AC: [9] = 24 Brigsby: Second Chance, roll again Igfig: 3d8+5 psychic damage Fortuna: Igfig, psychic damage: [2, 4, 2] = 13 Igfig: oh Igfig: 1d20+12+1+2 vs Brigsby AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs Brigsby AC: [6] = 21 Brigsby: bah, still hit Brigsby: close though Thorn: So 13 damage then? Igfig: yep Brigsby: okay Igfig: And Brigsby is knocked prone Brigsby: okay Igfig: Go, guardian! Black_Dynamite: I glare at him intensely and point at his brother Igfig: Slim, you're up Black_Dynamite: Dramatic music plays in the background Igfig: elf_dude Black_Dynamite: Me thinks slim has fallen asleep Black_Dynamite: Or he's at the store Black_Dynamite: Probably asleep Igfig: guess so Igfig: Me then elf_dude: OK sorry Igfig: Reaches for Barvo with one great stony hand and BD with the other Igfig: oh elf_dude: I got distracted by laundry again Igfig: just in time elf_dude: That's what I was going to do, though elf_dude: So elf_dude: It reaches for Barvo and BD with its large stone hands elf_dude: 1d20+10 Fortuna: elf_dude, 1d20+10: [7] = 17 Black_Dynamite: I point at it's shattered brother, Bob Boulder again Black_Dynamite: Nope elf_dude: Barvo? Barvo: thats fort? elf_dude: AC Barvo: miss elf_dude: Also, my laundry is done. So I should be more focused now elf_dude: Ah, dicks Black_Dynamite: You left the toaster on? elf_dude: No, I missed both grabs Igfig: you only rolled one attack Igfig: roll vs BD elf_dude: Oh. I thought it counted double Igfig: nope, never elf_dude: 1d20+10 Fortuna: elf_dude, 1d20+10: [1] = 11 Barvo: haha. Igfig: that's unfortunate elf_dude: I think i just grabbed my own face Black_Dynamite: AHAHAHAHAA Igfig: does it even have a face? Black_Dynamite: You hesitate once you remember what I did to Bob Boulder Igfig: well, good thing you have an action point Igfig: (slim) Black_Dynamite: Using an action point first turn in a battle? How desperate elf_dude: I think it grew a face just to grab it Igfig: Actually, monsters will typically use it first turn Igfig: since they're supposed to present an intense threat at the beginning to put the players on the defensive elf_dude: He attempts to grab both of you again, now visibly frustrated elf_dude: 1d20+10 Fortuna: elf_dude, 1d20+10: [16] = 26 Black_Dynamite: Ooooooooh. I've never done that elf_dude: 1D20+10 Fortuna: elf_dude, 1D20+10: [17] = 27 Igfig: nice Black_Dynamite: Crap Barvo: hit Thorn: Yeah it said in my gamma world book that monsters will go for their big powers first opportunity they get generally. elf_dude: He grabs both of you (assuming that was a hit, BD) Barvo: don't grabs usually target fort? Barvo: still a hit, just wondering elf_dude: His large stone fingers wrapping around your torsos quickly elf_dude: 2d8+7 Fortuna: elf_dude, 2d8+7: [3, 6] = 16 elf_dude: 2d8+7 Fortuna: elf_dude, 2d8+7: [2, 4] = 13 Igfig: regular ones target Ref, but this attack is specifically called Mauling Fist Barvo: k Igfig: and actually Slim, you roll one damage roll for all the targets Igfig: multiple attack rolls, one damage roll elf_dude: Oh Igfig: so 16 Barvo: bloodied elf_dude: Just hte 16 then elf_dude: And he is holding both of you elf_dude: So... Constricted? Black_Dynamite: grabbed Igfig: grabbed elf_dude: That's the word Igfig: Next? Igfig: Thorn! Thorn: Right. Thorn: Just a quick attack at the random rocker then. Igfig: aight Thorn: 1d20+11 vs. AC Fortuna: Thorn, vs. AC: [8] = 19 Igfig: miss Thorn: Well. Igfig: he's pretty nimble for this early in the morning Thorn: Escape Trick time. Thorn: I shift away, I do nothing, and then I shift further away down to the pillar next to Lucas. Thorn: And, is there any way I can try to get rid of my penalties? Igfig: Maybe a hard check to ignore them for a round Igfig: Other rockers! Igfig: the rockers advance, circling around the grabbed guys. Igfig: 2#1d20+11+2 vs: Barvo, BD Fortuna: Igfig, vs Barvo: [3] = 16; vs BD: [13] = 26 Brigsby: Oh man Igfig: 5 damage Brigsby: BD, sorry, but you're about to get storm'd Barvo: miss Igfig: The other one charges Thorn Brigsby: unless you can get out Igfig: 1d20+12 Fortuna: Igfig, 1d20+12: [16] = 28 Igfig: vs AC Igfig: 5 damage Igfig: Barvo turn! Barvo: athletics to break free? Igfig: Sure Black_Dynamite: Darn. Barvo: 1d20+15 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+15: [12] = 27 Igfig: Oh yeah, you're out Barvo: is that std move or minor? Brigsby: athletics vs Fort, Acrobatics vs Reflex, right? Barvo: yeah Igfig: Move I believe Igfig: and yes Barvo: k Black_Dynamite: Igfig, would I be able to teleport out of this? Barvo: Minor, stone's endurance Igfig: Yep Barvo: pressing strike. Black_Dynamite: Awesome Igfig: On who? Barvo: shift 2 Barvo: through ando Igfig: ok Barvo: and smack him Barvo: 1d20+13 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+13: [6] = 19 Igfig: Miss Barvo: of course. Barvo: hmm Barvo: Action point Barvo: Second wind Barvo: done Igfig: BD Black_Dynamite: Alright Black_Dynamite: ARC OF THE FLASHING STORM Black_Dynamite: I'll attack him first Black_Dynamite: And then teleport out Igfig: okay Black_Dynamite: 1d20+6 v Ref Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, v Ref: [1] = 7 Black_Dynamite: CRAP Black_Dynamite: Oh well Black_Dynamite: Teleport out Barvo: brb Igfig: Brigsby! Black_Dynamite: I pop out of existence Black_Dynamite: And appear next to brigs Black_Dynamite: "Sup Brigs." Brigsby: Okay, shift Brigsby: Storm Walk on D Brigsby: 1d20+9 vs Fort Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Fort: [9] = 18 Black_Dynamite: "Hey! Where you goin' buddy?" Igfig: Ouch, miss Brigsby: okay Brigsby: action point Igfig: okay Brigsby: Howling Tempest Brigsby: Green circle is the tempest Igfig: Aight Brigsby: 4#1d20+8 vs Fort. G then A then R3 then R2 Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Fort. G then A then R3 then R2: [9] = 17; vs Fort. G then A then R3 then R2: [6] = 14; vs Fort. G then A then R3 then R2: [3] = 11; vs Fort. G then A then R3 then R2: [17] = 25 Igfig: Miss all but R2 Brigsby: I'm guessing R2 is the only one hit? Brigsby: yeah Igfig: who collapses Brigsby: 2d- okay Igfig: enraging R1 and Andor Brigsby: Well, that'll be it for that turn Igfig: Okay Igfig: Andor swings at Barvo and takes a step back Igfig: 1d20+13+2 vs AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs AC: [19] = 34 Igfig: whew Igfig: 2d6+9 Fortuna: Igfig, 2d6+9: [6, 6] = 21 Brigsby: Andor takes 4 Thunder at the start of his turn for being in the tempest Igfig: okay Igfig: 2 damage Igfig: and that's his turn Igfig: Lucas! Lucas_Strongbow: Aspect of the regal lion Barvo: ouch Lucas_Strongbow: Can the guardian be knocked prone? Lucas_Strongbow: Actually, never mind, no point Lucas_Strongbow: disruptive shot on the guardian Brigsby: oh wait Brigsby: I forgot I was prone Lucas_Strongbow: 1d20+12 Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, 1d20+12: [9] = 21 Igfig: hit Lucas_Strongbow: 1d10+6 and dazed Fortuna: Lucas_Strongbow, and dazed: [2] = 8 Brigsby: uh let's just retcon that turn into using Move action to get up, minor action to use a Lightning Shift Igfig: Aright, you got it Igfig: Done? Igfig: The Gratch charges Thorn, the dwarf attacks BD Igfig: 1d20+12+1 vs Thorn AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs Thorn AC: [19] = 32 Black_Dynamite: I stare him down Igfig: 1d20+12 vs BD AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs BD AC: [1] = 13 Igfig: successfully it seems Thorn: Ow. Igfig: 3d8+5 on Thorn Fortuna: Igfig, on Thorn: [7, 8, 6] = 26 Thorn: Slip Aside Thorn: I take half damage. Barvo: back Igfig: and you're pushed 1 square and knocked prone Igfig: Guardian! Thorn looks up. Thorn: "Hey Lucas." Lucas_Strongbow: Sup Thorn: "Gratch hurt." Igfig: elf_dude Igfig: ...okay Igfig: the guardian takes 4 to start Igfig: and lumbers toward the main mass of targets Black_Dynamite: "You again? Come on." elf_dude: Shit Igfig: attacking BD and Lucas elf_dude: OK. Igfig: 2#1d20+10 vs: BD, Lucas Fortuna: Igfig, vs BD: [3] = 13; vs Lucas: [4] = 14 Igfig: oh, hey Slim elf_dude: Another double attack Black_Dynamite: Nope elf_dude: So 1d20+10 elf_dude: 1d20+10 Fortuna: elf_dude, 1d20+10: [13] = 23 elf_dude: 1d20+10 Fortuna: elf_dude, 1d20+10: [3] = 13 Igfig: Sorry dude, I rolled your turn just as you arrived elf_dude: Oh. I see that now elf_dude: OK Igfig: sorry elf_dude: Well, looks like we both missed Igfig: want to take the Other Rockers? elf_dude: Sure Igfig: also, Thorn is up Thorn: Right, I stand up. Thorn: And I shoot at R1 with my handcrossbow. Igfig: sure Thorn: 1d20+9 vs. AC Fortuna: Thorn, vs. AC: [1] = 10 Lucas_Strongbow: ,,, Thorn: I do not apparently. Igfig: lack of sleep is not fun Lucas_Strongbow: Leave the shooting to me wolfman Igfig: Other Rockers! Thorn: Thorn does not usually drink, and being knocked over has not helped any of this. Lucas_Strongbow: Ive only missed once this fight elf_dude: OK Thorn: Out of 2 attacks. elf_dude: Just checking their statblock again Lucas_Strongbow: R4 dies, inside the freen thingy Igfig: yeah Lucas_Strongbow: green, even elf_dude: Um.. I am having trouble seeing the PCs on the map elf_dude: Who is near who? Brigsby: so are we Igfig: They're the red ones elf_dude: R1 will go after thorn elf_dude: Thorn is T, yes? Igfig: yes elf_dude: 1d20+11 VS AC Fortuna: elf_dude, VS AC: [5] = 16 elf_dude: Dicks elf_dude: Miss, I assume? Thorn: Yup. Igfig: Barvo! Barvo: yay Thorn: Oh, I don't know if I mentioned it but I got bloodied earlier. Igfig: okay Barvo: Combat Sprint! Thorn: When I was knocked prone. Barvo: moved through g Barvo: G can have an OA if it likes Igfig: Doesn't provoke? Igfig: ah Igfig: 1d20+13 vs AC; 2d6+9 damage Fortuna: Igfig, vs AC: [7] = 20; damage: [2, 6] = 17 Barvo: miss Igfig: okay Barvo: is it still dazed? Igfig: oh, sorry Barvo: okay then Igfig: I was thinking of Andor Barvo: Rage Strike! Igfig: G gets nothing at all, eyah Barvo: 1d20+15 Fortuna: Barvo, 1d20+15: [11] = 26 Igfig: hit Barvo: 5d12+9 Fortuna: Barvo, 5d12+9: [10, 5, 9, 5, 2] = 40 Brigsby: jeez Black_Dynamite: "Barvo is the coolest!" Igfig: You violated Andor's mark, but luckily you're far away enough that he can't do anything about it Barvo: Rawr! Igfig: also G is bloodied Barvo: right, forgot I was marked. Barvo: oh well. Igfig: BD! Black_Dynamite: ALRIGHT