Bartleby: what uncle HarrytheHuman: say uncle Bartleby: Hello Fortuna! Fortuna: Good evening. Bartleby: Oh right, that uncle HarrytheHuman: fortuna is this a bad idea? Fortuna: I could tell you... Fortuna: But I probably shouldn't. HarrytheHuman: ok Bartleby: I didn't expect him to last long anyway Bartleby: I have kissed my uncle goodbye Yin: 2d6 to see how things go. Fortuna: Yin, to see how things go.: [4, 1] = 5 Yin: Oh dear, that's a failure. HarrytheHuman: excellent Yin: But alright, so, here you are in the town of I don't think we gave the town a name. HarrytheHuman: Bluesville carmine: 2d6+2 discern whats about to happen Fortuna: carmine, discern whats about to happen: [1, 3] = 6 Yin: And you guys were planning to check out Morsten Manor, Carmine because of her gods dictates, Quorra because the story behind it must be impressive, and Bartleby because otherwise those two will just get themselves killed. HarrytheHuman: and Harry because he wants to watch everyone die Bartleby: That sounds about right to me carmine: nope cant do the pre-write now, if ailed the roll HarrytheHuman: mostly bartleby though Yin: You look around at the town and stuff, and far as you can tell it looks like the townsfolk are all shutting themselves up in their homes. HarrytheHuman: he probably wouldnt even notice bartleby die though he'd be looking over him carmine: who is HarrytheHuman anyway, do we have any ties to it at all HarrytheHuman: lets sayyyy Yin: You are also joined by Harry the Human, a roguish rapscallion with a strange hatred of non-humans, and who just came into town and won't stop following Bartleby. HarrytheHuman: excellent Yin: So what time do you guys go up to Morsten Manor? Do you guys go during the day or do you head there in the evening? HarrytheHuman: obviously we go in the evening HarrytheHuman: for multiple spooks HarrytheHuman: maximum spooks* Quorra: It seems most logical to go during the day. Bartleby: I would just beat him up and leave him behind except he's never being quite annoying enough to warrant carmine: should go in the morning for most time before nightfall Bartleby: it Bartleby: he's playing his cards well HarrytheHuman: harry deliberately tries to stall them all to make them leave closer to the evening Bartleby: yeah, we should leave in the morning HarrytheHuman: say challenging the bard to a test of guitar playing carmine: 3-1 day Fortuna: carmine, day: [] = 2 carmine: thanks Yin: Alright, um, Harry sounds like you are trying to interfere with the plan. Bartleby: I don't think you understand, Harry. You aren't part of our team, you've just been following us around all day. HarrytheHuman: yeah i have been HarrytheHuman: and comedically trying to stall everyone carmine: yeahs its a bit creepy really Bartleby: without any success whatsoever HarrytheHuman: like "accidentally" spilling wine one bartleby's white shirt Yin: So I'm thinking someone should roll a +int, and then he shall roll an interfere check to see if he does actually manage to. Yin: As you don't have any bonds, you don't get any modifier to your itnerfere check. carmine: 2d6+1 Fortuna: carmine, 2d6+1: [6, 4] = 11 Quorra: I feel like a 3-1 vote should be more than sufficient. HarrytheHuman: oh christ carmine: whatup HarrytheHuman: 2d6 Fortuna: HarrytheHuman, 2d6: [6, 2] = 8 HarrytheHuman: oh well Quorra: 2d6 Fortuna: Quorra, 2d6: [1, 4] = 5 carmine: i smack HarrytheHuman outta my way Yin: Alright, you can give them a -2, but because you got a 7-9 you are also exposing yourself to danger, retribution, or cost. carmine: and walk on to the manor HarrytheHuman: i will do the thing despite danger Yin: So that makes Carmine only a partial success. HarrytheHuman: instead of morning, afternoon then? HarrytheHuman: like 12pm ish? HarrytheHuman: rather than 8am Bartleby: could we have a success at cost instead of partial success? Bartleby: We go at the normal time, but I have a wine stain on my shirt Yin: So you get a choice, either you guys leave in the afternoon, or you forget to bring some of your supplies with you but you leave in the morning. carmine: HarrytheHuman hid our shit Quorra: That seems likely. HarrytheHuman: i dont know what you're talking about Bartleby: What supplies did he hide? HarrytheHuman: i didnt do anything Yin: More specifically I am thinking if you leave in teh morning you lose Carmine's health potion. Bartleby: I have two health potions, but we probably need as many as we can get carmine: yeah HarrytheHuman: can we lose one of bartleby's instaed? Bartleby: I'd say afternoon HarrytheHuman: carmine is human carmine: fuck you harry HarrytheHuman: however they are presumably female carmine: afternoon it is HarrytheHuman: the second worst thing a person can be Yin: Alright, afternoon it is then. HarrytheHuman: alright carmine: 2d6+1 my foot HarrytheHumans crotch Fortuna: carmine, my foot HarrytheHumans crotch: [3, 2] = 6 carmine: :/ HarrytheHuman: harry recoils and shrieks "FRIENDZONE" in a squeaky voice Yin: You find the sun slowly descending from its peak by the time you are traveling the road leading up to Morsten Manor, the cobbled stone is overgrown with moss and the lamps along the side of the road are overgrown with ivy, the forest thick beyond them. Yin: After a couple of turns and corners you see the mansion before you, old and somewhat dilapidated looking, many of the windows boarded up and such. There is a rusted iron gate standing tall between you and the mansion. Yin: http://labs.echonest.com/Uploader/index.html?trid=TRWWZMO148F4065EE6&d=271,273,276&sq=0&thresh=16 carmine: welp we tried Quorra: "Well, that looks about right." Harry: can we slip between the gates bars Bartleby: We can start by seeing if the gate opens. carmine: didnt do size stats Bartleby: "Enter by the front, eh?" Harry: I am so so so so so certain Harry: that it will not open Harry: harry knows these things Yin: It looks a bit tight to squeeze through the bars, you push on the gate but it seems to be rusted shut. Bartleby: My time to shine! Bartleby: BEND BARS carmine: haha Bartleby: (I feel like we should call our moves in ALL CAPS) Harry: yes Harry: definitely Bartleby: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Bartleby, 2d6+2: [4, 2] = 8 Bartleby: hmm Yin: Alright, so how are you going about this? Quorra: Do them in like poorly translated anime style. Harry: someone slam into the gate Harry: NOW BEND BARS I WILL BEND!! Quorra: FLASHING BAR-BEND MUSCLE ATTACK. Yin: Straight up trying to bend the bars or shove the gate over or lift it up? Bartleby: Well, I start by just trying to kick it down, but it's a bit too heavy for that Harry: maybe like that Harry: watch harry do this shit Bartleby: I was imagining it's a pair of gates, right? Harry: he slams into the gate shoulder check to knock it open Harry: 2d6 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6: [1, 2] = 3 Harry: oh Yin: Yup yup. carmine: broken arm Yin: Harry slams into the gate and the resounding noise echoes through the forest. Bartleby: So yeah, I kick at it for a while, which makes a lot of noise Yin: The din assisted by Bartlesby's own kicking. Bartleby: eventually I settle for sticking my spear through the space between two bars and using it as a lever to pry them apart Bartleby: giving us a space big enough to squeeze through Yin: Alright, so I'm guessing you chose nothing of value is damaged and you can fix this thing without a lot of effort? carmine: 2d6+1 SQUEEZE THROUGH Fortuna: carmine, SQUEEZE THROUGH: [5, 2] = 8 Bartleby: So it takes a long time and a lot of noise, but nothing of value is damaged and we could probably fix it again without too much trouble Bartleby: yeah Harry: who cares about fixing it Yin: Nah you don't need to roll to squeeze through for that. Harry: lets just smash through Yin: Bartleby already did the work. Bartleby: I don't actually, it just made more sense that way Bartleby: I suppose I could have it not take too long but not be fixable Yin: Oh wait, we forgot to mark xp earlier. Bartleby: actually yeah, that'd be better Harry: so we dont get locked inside Bartleby: didn't take too long and nothing is damaged Bartleby: aye Yin: Alright. carmine: what are we marking xp for? Yin: So after the initial couple of kicks you start putting more of your muscle into the work, crashing your whole form into the gate until eventually it comes crasing to the ground. Harry: perfect Yin: I'm not sure if the failures earlier count actually, they were kind of at random, yar. Bartleby: oh, that works too Yin: So actually yeah, ignore that bit for now. Bartleby: I'd sort of figured I didn't have enough weight for something like that Bartleby: but either's fine Bartleby: you know, maybe I should switch my Cha and Int Yin: You now find yourselves free to access the grounds proper of Morsten Manor, in front of the old building there is a lovely fountain, no water runs through it, and the little cherubim statues are covered in moss. carmine: weakend from the rust Bartleby: because I think I've been thinking of my character as cannier than a 9 Int would suggest Yin: WE can change that if you want, yar. Harry: lets just head right through the front door Harry: fuck the fountain Yin: It's quick and easy change. Bartleby: done Yin: And you can see paths leading around the outside of the building towards the back as well. Harry: oh Harry: hm Harry: lets look around for an even secreter entrance Harry: like a cellar carmine: oh right, because my charisma mod is negative, i havent even tried speaking to the new person in our group, and i probably wont Bartleby: I would check the back, it's probably easier to get into Quorra: Let's just try the door. Harry: a cellar would be better cause whose expecting people to come in from there carmine: OH OH Bartleby: ? Yin: ? carmine: i have a rote for divine guidance for best path Harry: excellent Harry: lets do that then Bartleby: cool Harry: though more danger is fun Quorra: Are we under the impression that people are guarding the inside? Quorra: I thought this was more an exploratory thing. Harry: we are under the impression that ghosts are inside ready to fuck us up Bartleby: I don't think we expect any guards, no carmine: 2d6+2 GUIDANCE Fortuna: carmine, GUIDANCE: [3, 6] = 11 Bartleby: but who knows what might have moved in Harry: so front door may be best Yin: Alright, you cats Guidance without a hitch. Yin: Cast* Harry: meow Bartleby: she's a good spellcatster Yin: What does it look like when you call on Sucellus for divine aid? carmine: sucellus is a good god carmine: umm Harry: so lots of divine light Harry: harry squints and puts a hand on his brow carmine: http://gyazo.com/31ad9472f319837f48f2cc9dc0caa863 Yin: I mean like is there fancy light and stuff, yar. Also does he/she/it have any symbols that represent it? carmine: a giant hammer Yin: Yeah, looks pretty hammery, alright. Yin: Alright, so after you call for guidance you see a hammer shimmer into existence before your eyes, others may or may not be able to see it, your call. carmine: no they cannot Yin: And it begins to spin place like it is being thrown before flying over the manor and out of sight on the other side. Harry: excellent Harry: so lets go through the front carmine: "Guys i think there is a better way in around back" Quorra: Personally, I'm not certain I trust the invisible hammer of Ben's God he doesn't like. carmine: though sucellus is a dick soo Harry: "Theres nothing in there its an EMPTY HOUSE whats wrong with a little vandilism to knock in the front quickly" Bartleby: "All right, let's have a look then." Harry: harry walks up to the front door instead and smashes a window carmine walks around back Bartleby also walks around back Yin: the window is smashed. Quorra: Quorra goes with the others. Harry: i climb in the window while sending rude gestures to the others Harry: "gayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy" i shout after them Yin: As the majority of the crew walk around back they pass another smaller iron gate in the outer wall and what looks like a servant entrance on the side of the building. Quorra curses the patriarcyh. Quorra: patriarchy* Harry: "quorra, isnt that that anime" Bartleby: you aren't here Harry Harry: maybe i shouted it way back there Quorra: You went in the front window like a dumb. carmine: "that harry is a dick" Harry: im going to have all the treasure Bartleby: "I'm trying to decide what Harry's chances are of making it back from here alive are." Bartleby: "And if they're bad, what our story should be." Yin: And they continue on to the backyard, which is largely overgrown, there is an old shed covered in vines, a once magestic terrace connecting to the back of the house, and some stone building overgrown with moss and vines. Bartleby: oops, I added an extra "are" on the end Quorra: "Harry was a big stupid dick who went his own way and died." carmine: "he fell into your spear 9 times" Harry: if youd have been there Bartleby: a magnetic terrace? Bartleby: wait never mind Bartleby: what does this other stone building look like? Yin: Back over with Harry, he has entered the front of the building now and finds himself in the foyer, a large room opens up ahead with a staircase leading up the central area of the room, and there are doors along the sides of the room. Yin: On closer inspection Bartleby, the stone building looks like some kind of mausoleum. Harry: i peek into the side rooms to see whats what carmine: if there is something cool back here im totally going to rub it in Bartlebys face as eveidence sucellus is the best god Bartleby: Question: In this setting, are mausoleums usually a good place to find treasure or not? carmine: because led back here Bartleby: I don't know what the burial practices are in this world Yin: The chances are pretty good you'd think, especially since this is the mausoleum in the backyard of what used to be a rather grand manor. Bartleby: "Maybe that's the best place to start?" Bartleby: "If we can get it open." Yin: Harry you find yourself in a comfortably furnished room, or what used to be one, a large fireplace at the far end and the remains of a couch facing towards it. Harry: is the fire lit carmine opens masoulem door Harry: and can I light it if not Yin: The fireplace is empty, the back stained with soot. Yin: You'd have to put some fuel in there first, but you could. Harry: can i walk back outside and grab a bunch of moss and sticks and shit and start a fire in the fireplace then Yin: Or you could use the ruined furniture. Harry: no i have a plan for that carmine: Question: can i cast LIGHT on the house Yin: The door to the mausoleum seem to be more a thick slab of metal, there is a keyhole in the center of it. Harry: guess who can lock pick Yin: I don't think the house counts as an item, so I'd say no, yar. Yin: Harry, you notice some soot fall down from further up the chimney. Harry: is this before i throw in the fuel or no Yin: Before, you didn't mention tossing fuel in yet, yar. Harry: i said id go grab moss and sticks from outside Yin: You asked if you could, but you hadn't done, yar. Harry: oh Harry: well i ignroe the soot Harry: and do the thing Yin: So yar, this is before that, if you want to go do that. carmine: is the slab locked Yin: Alright. Harry: then when i get back i light the fire in case santa is stuck in the chimney Harry: fuck you santa Yin: Pushing on the mausoleum entrance isn't opening it, so looks like it is locked. Yin: Alright, Harry as you head back outside the shadows being cast seem noticeably longer then before you had entered the house. As you go to grab some tinder from the forest you notice that the gate is back up. Harry: huh Harry: i will continue my action although more weary Yin: What are you other guys doing since the mausoleum is locked? Harry: ooc, I can lockpick the door if you want to come get me to do that Bartleby: Oh, it was Harry who could lock pick, not one of us Bartleby: "...Maybe we'll find a key inside." Bartleby: I'll go look in the windows of the terrace, see if there's a door of some sort Yin: Alright, looking at the terrace there is definitely a door, you can see through it too, looks like it opens directly into a dining room. Yin: You also notice that the shadows are an awful lot longer then they were when you arrived. Bartleby: all right, does that open? If not, gonna just kick it down again Quorra: Is it like... up above us? Quorra: Or is the terrace on the ground floor? Bartleby: "Did we spend longer here than I thought?" Harry: terraces are second floor usually? Bartleby: Oh, I was thinking a patio Yin: I'll be honest, not 100% on my end, I'm still thinking terrace though, so yeah, there is a staircase leading down from the terrace to the backyard, and through the doors on the terrace is the dining room. Yin: The door opens just fine, you hear nothing. Harry: i have lit the fire in the living room i assume? Bartleby: okay, so I went up the stairs to the terrace to open the door Bartleby: "Huh, it's not locked." Quorra: "Convenient." carmine: "see, sucellus found us a way" carmine: Bartleby will be converted Yin: Yeah, Harry you light up the fireplace which casts light into the room, it doesn't make the room feel any cozier though. Bartleby: "I think /I/ found us a way, actually." Harry: is it a nice hot sexy fire Harry: would it Harry: in fact Harry: be able to spread at all Quorra: "What a nice God," I say, smirking at Carmine. Harry: saying, using the furniture around here carmine: "sucellus def gets the assist though" Yin: After a moment an even larger chunk of soot crashes down the chimney and suffocates the fire, ash spilling out into the room. Harry: AW Harry: i scramble backwards to not choke and be able to see Yin: You can hear more noise from the chimney now. Harry: i move the couch in front of the fire place Harry: as a baricade carmine: you really hate santa Harry: santa didnt give me a girlfriend in 8th grade, hes part of harry's eternal friendzoning Bartleby: So what's in this dining room? Yin: Bartleby and crew you find yourselves in the dining room, the furniture here is in pretty good shape still, there are plates set out around the dining table, there doesn't seem to be any rot or mold in the entire room. Quorra: "Well I'm famished." Harry: you guys should stay and eat Harry: compel! Harry: no fate system though Harry: so whatever Yin: A white cloth is draped across the entire table beneath the plates and cutlery, there is a pair of double doors across from the terrace entrance, a door along the other two walls with the door closest to the side of the house you guys walked along having a dumbwaiter next to it. Bartleby: "You can't stop this soon, we only just got here. Let's keep moving. Maybe there's some silverware." Quorra: Quorra looks for silverware to hock. Yin: Harry, the scrabbling sound comes down the chimney, more ash and soot falling down the chimney, before the noise stops. Harry: i pick up a nearby extremely expensive vase Harry: and throw it at where i heard the sound in the fire Yin: Oh, in hindsight back at that mausoleum I could have had Bartleby spout lore about that. Should have. Bartleby: (tell us if we hear anything from what Harry's doing) Bartleby: Oh yeah, that's a good point Harry: you hear a vase smash and break and you're CERTAIN that it was horrifically rare and expensive Bartleby: Next time Harry: quorra could have sold it and lived in luxury for the rest of their days Quorra: "Hopefully that's Harry dying." Yin: The vase crashes, there is still no noise. Harry: is the soot clearing Bartleby: "I almost don't want to bother." Yin: And I'm thinking Quorra you shall DISCERN REALITIES, for finding anything valuable in that room, amongst those other questions. Yin: The soot and ash has cleared. Harry: nothing there? Yin: You don't see anything at a glance, would you like to DISCERN REALITIES? Quorra: 2d6+1 ANYTHING WORTH SELLING? Fortuna: Quorra, ANYTHING WORTH SELLING?: [6, 6] = 13 Harry: i would indeed Harry: what roll is that Quorra: Oshit Harry: DANG Yin: Alright, Quorra you get to ask 3 questions from the list. Harry: you find a record of the beatles Harry: a song that was never released Harry: yin what roll is discern realities Yin: +Wisdom. Harry: 2d6+1 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+1: [2, 3] = 6 Yin: Oooh goody, we'll cover Quorra's discernings before we get to yours. Quorra: I'll go with "What here is not what it seems?" "What here is useful or valuable to me?" And "What happened here?" Yin: Alright, hmmm. Yin: Well you find the silverware adorning all the plates, you figure they are in good enough condition that you could sell them for some good coin when you get out of here. Quorra: I take them immediately. Yin: What here is not what it seems? You notice as you looked over the room and collected up the silverware that there is no dust, none. It's all clean. The room is more like someone was in here setting the dishes up maybe an hour ago, not at all like how abandoned the grounds made the house seem. Quorra: "Someone was here. Not even an hour ago." carmine: "HELLO???" Harry: I yell from way down where I am "HELOOOOOOO MY LOVE" carmine: "shit" Bartleby: "Did... did we go BACK IN TIME?!" Yin: And What happened here recently? After the lack of dust and cleanliness in the room caught your eye you did notice some scuff marks near the table, like the chair at the end of the table was moved away and pushed back in rather hastily. Quorra: "They must have heard or seen us coming. They moved out in a hurry. Yin: Harry, you peer in closer to the chimney, having a really hard time seeing anything, so you end up poking your head inside the chimney to look up it. Harry: sounds like a harry kind of thing to do Harry: i yell up "fuck you santa!" Yin: As you look up the chimney you see nothing in the dark, no sky through the top, and then you feel something clammy close around your neck and start to squeeze. Yin: What do you do? Harry: oh no D: carmine: :) Harry: I throw uncoil my whip from my hip and shoot it up to wrap around where a humanoid's neck would be Harry: where did the word throw come from in there Harry: there is no throwing Harry: but anyways that is what i do Harry: dex i assume? Harry: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+2: [5, 6] = 13 Yin: I feel like you are at an awkward angle for whipping up a chimney. Yin: Also music change cause I'm tired of listening to that song: Harry: also i pull it down since wrapping alone woulddnt do much Harry: well arent i sort of like Harry: http://i.gyazo.com/56f43b3d92c7af75c5588fd93d691bae.png Yin: You pushed that couch up against the fireplace, yar, and also: Harry: its not unreasonable to whip up like that Yin: The rest of you hear silence: Yin: http://labs.echonest.com/Uploader/index.html?trid=TRGBNCP1496F9E4A8D Harry: well id have moved it to look up the chumney Yin: Yar. Yin: Have you ever used a whip Waffle? I'm trying to remember back to the time I got to use one. Harry: yes actually I have Bartleby: this isn't really a song yin Harry: its not a complex motion its a quick arm floomp back Harry: and then a floomp forwards Yin: Yup I know. Harry: like throwing a baseball Yin: It also isn't really silence. Bartleby: ok Yin: Decided to go with that instead of another thing, yar. Harry: so at that angle it wouldnt be the best shot but with a 13 roll i assume its good enough Yin: Yar you succeed. Quorra: You need space to build up enough momentum to wrap around, though. Quorra: At best, you'd be able to snap it. Harry: that is true Yin: I'm thinking you were thinking of that as a hack and slash then? Quorra: From that angle. Harry: maybe more like a snap at its face Harry: to dislodge its hand Harry: cause a whip in the face would fucking HURT Yin: So you have a choice, you can either do your damage and take none, or you can take the damage and do more damage, and we'll see how things go fiction wise after that. Quorra: Yeah I mean, I'd stop. Harry: hmm Harry: ill do my damage and take none Yin: Alright, roll 1d8. Harry: 1d8 Fortuna: Harry, 1d8: [5] = 5 Harry: fortuna babe Harry: excellent Harry: is that enough of a shock to dislodge his hand and scramble back Harry: well Harry: their hand Harry: their clammy gross hand Yin: Yeah, you crack your whip upwards and something lets out a noise in the darkness, you feel the hands release your neck. Bartleby: the clammy gross invisible hand of the free market Harry: and i scramble back whining a lil Harry: i represent the borqouise Harry: i also shout out "THERES A THING DOWN HERE" Bartleby: that sounds like a kind of soup Yin: You guys hear what sounds like Harry yelling something, but you can't really make it out. carmine: i ignore it Bartleby: would you like a bowl of borquoise? Bartleby also ignores it Harry: carmine is certain that harry was implying "apple darling rose of my eye please come to me" Harry: to her Bartleby: okay so, the real question here is /did we go back IN TIME?/ Harry: gunna have to detective that carmine: 2d6+2 Fortuna: carmine, 2d6+2: [6, 1] = 9 Bartleby: Oh I was going to... okay carmine: did we go back in time Bartleby: this was just my low-Wis theory Yin: Alright, guessing DISCERN REALITIES there, so you get to ask one question from teh list. Harry: honestly im not sure you can discern that Yin: One of the questions might work. carmine: what should i lookout for Yin: While you are choosing your question: Harry, a pair of long black arms reach out from inside the chimney, as what looks kind of like a head becomes visible the arms reach out for the couch you had pushed near the fireplace earlier and throws it at you. Harry: holy shit Harry: i roll quickly out of the way Harry: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+2: [4, 3] = 9 Harry: "ITS THE WORST POSSIBLE THING, A FILTHY NIGGER IS ATTACKING ME I KNEW IT I KNEW ALL BLACK PEOPLE WERE HORRID MONSTERS AT THE VERY LEAST IM GLAD THAT MY ASSUMPTION IS CONFIRMED" Yin: Carmine: What should I be on the lookout for? You notice that back outside you can actually see the sun setting. This is strange, cause at most it has been an hour since you left for and had arrived at the manor. Harry: thats what harry shouts loudly carmine: "uhh guys" carmine: "how long have we been here?" Yin: And Harry stumbles, hesitatoes, or flinches, I offer you a worse outcome, hard bargain, or ugly choice. Harry: hmmmm Harry: ill stumble Yin: You can either take full damage Harry, or you can take half-damage and get pinned to the floor by the couch. Harry: oh gosh Harry: im fucked if i get pinned so ill take full damge Yin: Alright. Yin: 1d10 Fortuna: Yin, 1d10: [5] = 5 Yin: With your 1 armor you take 4 damage. Harry: ok Yin: The couch comes flying through the air towards you, crashing into you and continuing past you. carmine: "It was afternoon when we left and now it is almost night" Harry: can i just sprint through the door and slam the door shut behin dme Yin: The creature has come entirely out of the chimney now. carmine: "With the time change happening today that shouldnt happen for another few hours" Bartleby: hur hur Yin: Roll +strength to see if your legs carry you there fast enough. Harry: 2d6 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6: [4, 3] = 7 Yin: Alright, so another stumble, hesitate, or flinch. Harry: argh Harry: hesitate Yin: Alright, either you don't make it through the door before the creature gets to you again, or you manage to get through the door, but in the rush you lose the health potion you have on you. Bartleby: "Oh no, maybe this is a fairy circle and we're going to age years as soon as we leave." Harry: ill lose my health potion :'( carmine: "fairy circles are surrounded by muhrooms though" Harry: there could be mushrooms hidden in that moss Quorra: Maybe we're traveling at the speed of light. carmine: gonna make supersonic men Yin: Alright, you run towards the door, trying to get it open and go through as fast as you can. The creature draws close and swipes a large hand towards you just as you begin closing the door behind you, the creatures fingers catch your back and you hear the crash of your health potion breaking against the ground in the room as you slam the door shut behind you. Harry: i also sprint up the stairs to where i heard the voices before Yin: Back in the dining room, while you guys are talking and trying to figure out what is happening with the time are any of you still looking out the window? carmine: yes Bartleby: We probably are, if we're thinking about the time Bartleby: "Maybe we should leave? This is more than we bargained for." Harry: do i arrive up there Yin: As you watch the sun set and the shadows turn to darkness you see out past the terrace towards the gardens in the back, and as you watch you see the gardens, change. Bartleby: "But then again if it's this late, it's going to be night while we're still in the woods." Quorra: "I think we're in it now." carmine: "so with increased time rate, this place could have been abanoned for years and it'd still be this well kempt" Yin: The wild overgrowth of time melting away and the carefully planned garden emerge, the vines covering the mausoleum shrink away revealing a crest on the side of the stonework. Harry: ooh Harry: neato Yin: Lanterns along the paths lighting themselves in the dark. carmine: "if we don't keep track we could die of old age before we even get tired" Quorra: I think it's just the mansion returns to life at nighttime. Quorra: And presumably, so do its inhavitants. Yin: Also I'm not sure you know where the others are Harry. Harry: well i heard them yell before right Harry: "HELOOOO" and i shouted back Yin: I don't think they have been making much noise or calling back towards you. Bartleby: "I think it's both..." Harry: so id just go to where i heard the thing from Yin: Did you guys shout oh right you did. Bartleby: "At least it should be day again in... what, an hour?" Yin: I'm thinking roll +int to see if you can tell where they yelled from. Harry: 2d6-1 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6-1: [2, 6] = 7 carmine: "we should stay where we can see outside, i think" Yin: Alright, I'm going to have to think on that result for a moment here. Harry: how about i shout for them while i search and make lots of noise Harry: so THINGS awaken Yin: After Carmine mentions staying where you can see outside the three of you hear a loud noise behind you. Yin: Like the clatter of plates. Bartleby: "Shit, did Harry find us?" Quorra: Quorra twirls and draws her lute. carmine readies staff Bartleby: Turn to look Bartleby: drawing spear as I do Yin: The dining table has changed again, there is a large covered platter? That thing that one puts roast turkey and the like in, on top of the table now. Harry: that is a platter yar carmine: i half look back, half keep my eye on the window Yin: Also Harry I'm thinking you will find your way to the dining room, but it's going to be a bit yet. Harry: ok Yin: I'll tell you when you get there. Bartleby: If nothing else obvious happens in the next few seconds, I reach out toward the platter, pause for a moment in thought, then reach out with my spear instead to lift the lid of the platter carmine: "don't blink" Bartleby: this platter could be trapped Harry: boy dont u wish you had the detect trap person there Bartleby: no, I have a 10-foot-pole equivalent Bartleby: not quite that long tho Harry: wow Harry: thats a little outrageous Yin: On the platter wiggles what looks to be some large grub, about cat size, as you look at it the thing shifts till the other end of it becomes visible and you can see a face on it. Bartleby: I put the lid back on the platter Quorra: Hahaha. Harry: like scooby doos tyle Yin: It looks like some elf, but the expression is twisted in agony. Harry: "ZOINKS" Bartleby: "This is not a friendly coming-back-to-life." carmine: 2d6+2 discern Fortuna: carmine, discern: [2, 6] = 10 carmine: who is in control Yin: You hear it let out an agonizing scream from beneath the platter cover. carmine: what is about to happen Yin: Who is in control? You definitely don't feel like you are in control. carmine: what should i lookout for Harry: look out for harry Bartleby: Please don't burst from beneath the plate as a giant worm thing Bartleby: please don't burst from beneath the plate as a giant worm thing Bartleby: please Quorra: Oh Peter. I took Quorra: "Weird Monsters" as my lore, right? Yin: As you take a moment to take in the not so safe surroundings you notice the table cloth moving, and more of the grubs come crawling out from under the table cloth. Yin: I believe you did, yup. Yin: A Bestiary of Creatures Unusual. Yin: You may ask me one question about that grub then. Quorra: Sweet, you have to answer honestly when I ask you WHAT THE FUCK ARE THOSE. carmine: my other questions from discern?? Yin: (Your questions of what is about to happen and what should you look out for are the grubs coming out from under the table) carmine: ahhh carmine: "eep" Bartleby: "This way!" I yell, and run through a random door Bartleby: I guess the one that isn't the double doors Quorra: I'm still learning what these grubs are. Bartleby: or maybe instead of "This way!" it's "Oh shit run!" carmine: "Wait, what about the sun?! Harry: man i better not appear in that room carmine: you will carmine: hahaha Yin: And Quorra, you recall hearing about those. Faced maggoty grubs, scholars think they are what happens to evil people when they die, a form of punishment after death. They live in constant suffering, and spread that suffering wherever they appear. Harry: ill fuckincapture one in a table cloth and throw it at bartleby Bartleby: (ooo, so these are larvae?) Yin: So where did you hear about these hrrodi little things? Yin: Yup. Bartleby: (I think that's the d&d term) Yin: Wow, that is an impressive spelling of horrid. Bartleby: I think hrrodi is what people would call them here Yin: (It's the term dungeon world uses for them too, they have a bunch of monsters from that list.) Quorra: I heard about them in the tale of Mustard-Tits the Murder Master, who kill his wife, pitchfork her intestines and throw 'em to a tree. Quorra: And then he turned into that. Quorra: When he died. Yin: That sounds like a pleasant fellow. Yin: So Bartleby are you running towards the door near the dumbwaiter or the other one? Harry: harry's idle Harry: idol Yin: And what are Carmine and Quorra doing with this mass of maggots with faces squirming towards them? Yin: Also: Bartleby: I think I said a random door, so I'm going to flip a coin. Yin: http://labs.echonest.com/Uploader/index.html?trid=TRGWGHS14810E32F1E&thresh=50&bp=27,58,12 Bartleby: Fortuna, do I go to the door by the dumbwaiter? Fortuna: Yes. Harry: thank you fortuna Fortuna: You're welcome. Bartleby: well, that's a pretty clear indication then Harry: i love you fortuna Fortuna blushes. Quorra: Quorra follows Bartleby. carmine: running with Bartleby Harry: lets have hot kinky sex fortuna Harry: shes too flustered Harry: and mildly disgusted carmine: isgustd Bartleby: NOTE new response category for things that aren't insulting, just stupid Fortuna: Noted. Harry: ahaha Yin: The grubs got closer to you guys as Bartleby first took off, you may want to do something if you don't want them to nip at you as you run past. Harry: jump over them Bartleby: wait, did harry make it here? Quorra: I don't suppose I can Defy this particular Danger using grace or charm. Harry: i assume ill get there in a sec Yin: He hasn't burst in quite yet, he's about to. Quorra: So I guess I'll steel myself against fear and attempt to shoot the gap between two. Bartleby: okay carmine: 2d6+1 JUMP Fortuna: carmine, JUMP: [3, 4] = 8 Quorra: 2d6+1 DANGER-DEFYING DEFIANCE OF DANGER Fortuna: Quorra, DANGER-DEFYING DEFIANCE OF DANGER: [1, 1] = 3 Quorra: Ouch. Harry: oh shit Yin: Carmine gets a +1 from her discern realities earlier, but that doesn't push it to a 10, so no real change. Yin: Alright, Carmine you leap over the grubs and get away from them, but your landing is a bit off so you fall prone next to Batleby. carmine: fuck Bartleby: No! Bartleby: I guess I'm going to stop running for a sec to grab her and help her up Yin: Quorra you steel yourself against fear, but while you were steeling yourself you looked down at all the grubs and all the twisted expressions on their faces, it threw you off and you didn't move in time. Yin: Now they've closed in on you. Yin: So part of the swarm is grubbing their way towards Carmine and Bartleby, and for Quorra: carmine: now ive got to go back and save her carmine: uuuuugh Harry: so do i burst in now Yin: As they draw near you see four of the larva's faces split in half revealing a lamprey like mouth beneath the face and a keening wail comes out of this mouth as they all shove try to latch on to your legs. Yin: What do you do? Quorra: Hold on now, I may be fine. Quorra: WE may never now. carmine quit. mib_6f64b7 joined #pwot_dnd. Quorra: I really want to charm my way out of this. Quorra: Could "grace" extend to a dancing motion? mib_6f64b7: ok mib_6f64b7: that was weird Yin: Or what do Bartleby and Carmine do about the branch of them heading towards you and blocking you from Quorra? Yin: You're about to. mib_6f64b7: kick harry Quorra: Peter, could I attempt to dance my way out? Bartleby: Assuming I've gotten her back to her feet quickly enough Bartleby: "Can't you turn these or something? They're dead, right?" Bartleby: yelling that while I sweep in front of me with my spear Quorra: Just with my natural rhythm and grace? mib_6f64b7: guys i have a thing that will solve this mib_6f64b7: hold them off mib_6f64b7: also igfig kick harry mib_6f64b7: so i can change my name Bartleby: okay, I'm holding them off Carmine joined #pwot_dnd. Bartleby: which is probably hack and slash? Bartleby: oh oops, I missed that Carmine left Bartleby: "Can't you turn these or something? They're dead, right?" Harry: cant change my name Yin: Yeah, though I feel like dancing is dexterity, yar. Well,d epends on the dance. Yin: You've got reach going for you, I'd say you don't have to roll hack and slash quite yet, they have to get closer for that. Bartleby: yelling that while I sweep in front of me with my spear Bartleby: 2d6+2 HACK AND SLASH Fortuna: Bartleby, HACK AND SLASH: [1, 4] = 7 Harry: argh Harry: there we go Bartleby: okay Bartleby: uh the roll didn't work anyway? Bartleby: oh Yin: So you can just roll damage actually. Yin: We'll ignore the result of that hack and slash. Bartleby: there Bartleby: well I guess I'll ignore the roll then Quorra: But GRACE Yin: Also Quorra, I forgot, mark xp for that failed roll that got you surrounded by larvae. Bartleby: kay Bartleby: 1d10+2 Fortuna: Bartleby, 1d10+2: [9] = 11 Quorra: Grace is dancing, right? Quorra: What do I mark? Bartleby: Fortuna is being rather slow Harry: beauty grace Harry: miss united states Harry: should we roll our own Yin: The chat is seeming a bit rocky right now. Quorra: Extremely Yin: I suppose, so alright you can try and use charisma to dance out. Quorra: Sweet. Quorra: Leaping and spinning like she's playing a song, Quorra attemps to dance her way free. Quorra: 2d6+1 DANCING DERVISH EVASIVE FLURRY Fortuna: Quorra, DANCING DERVISH EVASIVE FLURRY: [2, 3] = 6 Yin: Alright Bartleby, as you swing your lance to keep them at bay you slam your lance into one of the larva and it just splats, the hooks just take the top half off of it. Harry: ahaha Harry: DANCE Harry: DANCE THE DANCE OF LIFE Carmine: hello Carmine: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Netsplit Carmine: aww yeah Harry: gross Carmine: fair certain that mib_6f64b7 is my ghost, kick it Carmine: whats happening Carmine: i have nothing after my uuuugh Carmine: hahah Yin: Mark xp again Quorra. Yin: mibbit is taking a dive. Carmine: 2d6+0 hack with staff Fortuna: Carmine, hack with staff: [4, 3] = 7 Bartleby: okay so how many larvae are there roughly? Like, a dozen? Or a hundred? Yin: A little over a dozen. Bartleby: ok Harry: e z p z Harry: for my plan Carmine: 1d10+0 damage Fortuna: Carmine, damage: [10] = 10 Yin: Alright, so Quorra fails to dance her way out of the larvae and the 4 that attacked her have latched on to her legs now, biting into them. Harry: ouch Yin: You roll a d6 Carmine. Yin: And also damage to Quorra from larvae: Yin: 2d4 Fortuna: Yin, 2d4: [3, 3] = 6 Carmine: oh Carmine: 1d6 Fortuna: Carmine, 1d6: [1] = 1 Carmine: oh fuck off Yin: Quorra takes 6 damage. Yin: Carmine you smack one of the encroaching larvae with your staff, in retaliation it lets out a screech and hacks up some nasty looking slime that burns as it touches you. Yin: 2d4 Fortuna: Yin, 2d4: [3, 3] = 6 Yin: You take 3 damage. Yin: The reason Quorra took 6 is these are the worst of 2d4, and she was attacked by 4 so +3 for the ones past the first. Carmine: 2d6 hit again "fuck off" Fortuna: Carmine, hit again "fuck off" : [6, 6] = 12 Bartleby: hmm, do I have the keep-lowest functionality on Fortuna? Carmine: fucks right off Bartleby: 2d4kl1 Bartleby: I guess not Yin: Or it is just being slow. Bartleby: nope Carmine: 1d6 hit it again Fortuna: Carmine, hit it again: [2] = 2 Harry: 1d6 Fortuna: Harry, 1d6: [1] = 1 Yin: Alright. Carmine: bloody useless stick Carmine: like harrys dick Yin: Let's slow down a bit now, initiative isn't a thing but yar. Quorra: Peter I still don't know how to mark Xp. Quorra: I have two things I'm supposed to mark. Yin: Just write down that you have xp on your sheet somewhere? You have 2 xp is all that means. Quorra: Oh okay. Yin: Alright, so at the moment, Bartleby is using his lance to try and keep the larvae at a distance, Quorra has 4 larvae climbing her legs and nibbling at her, Carmine is beating a larvae with her stick mostly ineffectively, and right at this moment the double doors into the dining room from the rest of the house burst open and Harry arrives. Harry: "DONT WORRY IM HERE TO SAVE YOU" Harry: how close is the table Harry: or can i just say i grab it Yin: It's maybe 5 or 10 feet away, you can reach it easily enough, the majority of the grub swarm is on the other side of the table and grubbing their way towards Bartleby and Carmine. Harry: perfect Harry: ok Harry: i rip off the table cloth Harry: climb onto the table Harry: and cast it over the grubs going towards carmine Harry: im gunna WRASSLE WITH IT Harry: and so Harry: i dive down and put one grub stuckunder the blanket into a headlock Bartleby: "Oh look, he's sacrificing himself so the rest of us can survive" Harry: well Harry: my original plan was to shove you into them Bartleby: "thanks harry, let's the rest of us get out of here so you can sacrifice yourself in peace" Harry: but quorra is being eaten so i cant shove two people in so me and carmine alone can escape Carmine looks out window Harry: which is to say i can ABSOLUTELY do that Harry: but for now im gunna wrassle with a grub Yin: It is dark as night out now. Harry: 2d6 strength i suppose Fortuna: Harry, strength i suppose: [1, 2] = 3 Harry: AW Harry: FUCK Carmine: XP! Yin: Alright, so mark xp, I think you should have marked one back at the chimney too earlier, so you have 2 xp as well now. Harry: ok Yin: So you burst into the room and spot everyone being assaulted by horrendous grub things, you tear the table cloth off the table knocking over the dining set that was up on top and freeing that grub that was stuck in the platter, leap up atop the table. Harry: aha Harry: can i dive at bartleby instead Harry: as my failure Yin: Cast the table cloth over the grubs near Carmine and Bartleby, leap forth atop the tabletop to wrestle the grubs. Carmine: cant do something you want as a failure Harry: unfortunately all those years of writing fanfiction is not good for wrestling Yin: As soon as you land though you realize that the table cloth was not much in the way of protection, as a series of faces and then mouths quickly rip their way through the tablecloth to swarm you instead. Harry: oh Yin: 2d4 Fortuna: Yin, 2d4: [2, 2] = 4 Yin: You take 9 damage. Harry: help me bartleby Yin: As over half the swarm stops to start eating you. Harry: bartleby please Carmine: if i can get to Quorra i can heal her, but she kinda fucked right now Harry: the real reason i was following you is because i know a dark secret Harry: and you are the only one who can ever learn it Carmine: pffffffffffff Yin: Quorra you have 4 grubs on you yourself, what do you do? Quorra: I suppose I'll try to draw the sword at my hope, throwing off the grubs? Quorra: Not really a lot I can do with Wisdom or Charisma right now. Quorra: hip, not hope. Yin: Sure, you could try and knock them all off of you, yar. Quorra: 2d6 Fortuna: Quorra, 2d6: [5, 2] = 7 Yin: Alright, I'll let you knock them all off of you, but if you do then you lose your bow. Bartleby: I am ignoring what Harry is saying, because he is probably lying and what kind of important secret could he even know anyway Harry: i know the secret behind your birth Quorra: Well this is just a disaster. Quorra: If they get another bite on me I'm going to die, so I'll lose the bow I guess. Quorra: Ben, can't you turn undead? Carmine: now run Carmine: i think? Quorra: Why have you not turned undead? Quorra: Long before we all started getting eaten by monsters? Bartleby: (these may not be undead, but I don't know if we know that) Harry: the lore says they MAY be Quorra: They are. Harry: we can take the chance Quorra: Well, I guess they're just DEAD maybe? Quorra: I dunno. Yin: Alright, so as the grubs crawled their way on you you start knocking them off, one of them got up on to your back so when you knock it off your bow goes flying to the ground with it, surrounded by grubs. Quorra: It seems like a risk worth taking. Carmine: OK FINE Carmine: 2d6+2 UNDEAD Fortuna: Carmine, UNDEAD: [4, 3] = 9 Yin: The bow is still there, just not in the safest of place. Carmine pray Carmine brandish holy stick Harry: beat the jesus into these things Yin: Alright, Carmine brandishes her holy symbol, her holy stick, and light suffuses the air around her, preventing any undead from coming within reach of her. Harry: a bubble of safety Carmine: do i still get the +1 from knowing what is happening? Yin: The larvae that she had been beating with the stick earlier, goes right on up to her and lets out a wail before biting at her. Harry: like a puppy Yin: +1 forward is only for the very next roll you do, yar. Carmine: ah Yin: 2d4 Fortuna: Yin, 2d4: [2, 1] = 3 Yin: You take 1 damage. Carmine: hmmm Quorra i dont think it worked Harry: hmm Harry: how close is bartleby to me right now Bartleby: A bit of a ways Harry: well you were near enough that the grubs i covered were "going after you" Yin: He's a bit of a ways, yar, and that bit of a ways is chock full of grubs like the ones that started eating you. Bartleby: and I'm pretty sure I'm stabbing the larva that's biting Carmine now Harry: hm Harry: ok Harry: you know that break dancing move where youre like spinning on the ground with your shoulders and your legs are flying all over Harry: im going to roll dex to do that Harry: break dance to safety Yin: Alright. Harry: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+2: [6, 6] = 14 Harry: YES Harry: THANK YOU Harry: kncoking away grubs left and right Bartleby: should I roll my hack and slash to stab that grub? Yin: It works super awesomely, you begin spinning and that flings the grubs off of you, clearing the space away from you. Harry: i angle towards bartleby and "Accidentally" kick him in the shin once Harry: n damage Harry: no damage Harry: just emotional Yin: And, I'm thinking yes, while that one in particular isn't going to do much, the other grubs have gotten closer and would pose a threat. Bartleby: 2d6+2 hack and slash Fortuna: Bartleby, hack and slash: [2, 6] = 10 Harry: didnt i knock those away? Yin: I'm not talking about your grubs Harry. Harry: yeah i was getting away using the break dancing Yin: Do you want to open yourself up to damage to deal more damage Bartleby? Harry: so id have knocked others away while i was moving Bartleby: well, I was thinking Bartleby: They don't seem to be tough enough that dealing extra damage to one would help much. But could I split the damage between two or more of them? Yin: Yeah I'll let you do that, roll a d4 first to see how many you hit. Bartleby: 1d4 Fortuna: Bartleby, 1d4: [2] = 2 Bartleby: and damage would be Bartleby: 1d10+1d6+2 Fortuna: Bartleby, 1d10+1d6+2: [9, 3] = 14 Harry: iguess now that im clear im going to run to the door we were originally escpaing from Bartleby: Sweeping away the ones in Quorra's way, I think Bartleby: if possible Yin: Right, you swing your lance along, hooks and edges tearing through a couple of the ones between you and Quorra, clearing the way to make it easier for her, so I'll give her a +1 to her next attempt to get away from them, yar. Yin: Quorra, Bartleby opened the way a bit for you to get to him, but your bow is on the ground past some larvae away from him, what do you do? Bartleby: I am left open to attack, aren't I? Yin: Ohr ight. Yin: 2d4 Fortuna: Yin, 2d4: [4, 1] = 5 Quorra: Bartleby can you grab my bow with your shit? Quorra: Your hooks and whatnot? Yin: You take 1 damage that your armor blocks. Bartleby: woo Yin: The bow is on the ground in the opposite direction from him, past you. Bartleby: oh Bartleby: I guess not Harry: you should get the bow Bartleby: unless I wanted to dive in there Harry: since its their only weapon Bartleby: which I don't Yin: If you got closer you could go for it, yar. Quorra: I have a sword. Quorra: I could also aid him. Quorra: With a song. Harry: can i hook it wiht my whip Harry: and drag it back to me Carmine: i have a stick! Bartleby: first priority is getting quorra and carmine clear of this though Carmine: thanks bro Harry: ok so im gunna whip at the bow to pick it up Yin: Yar Harry could make an attempt at that too. Harry: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+2: [1, 1] = 4 Harry: haha Harry: fuck Quorra: FORTUNA Quorra: GOOD LORD Yin: Mark xp Harry. Carmine: you whip the bow away further Harry: or i drag a grub back to us Bartleby: you flick one directly onto your face Yin: Your whip cracks close to the bow and frightens one of the larvae, causing it to rear up in frigiht, fall over, and land on top of the bow. Harry: haha Yin: The bow is still fine, but there is a grub on its back on top of it. Harry: I tip my fedora like that is exactly what i planned Yin: Quorra, you're still surrounded but you have an opening to get out, what do you do? Carmine: get out Harry: dance the dance of life again Yin: Also new audio: Yin: http://labs.echonest.com/Uploader/index.html?trid=TRGWDJP14915CCF34D Carmine looks out window Quorra: Can I speak frankly and openly and ask them how I can get them to stop attacking us? Quorra: Or is that only players? Harry: i doubt they will stop screaming to answer Quorra: Maybe they'll just appreciate that someone took an interest. Quorra: Ugh, it's consistent with my character to just fuck the bow. Quorra: I'm out. Harry: ok Carmine: phew Harry: lets #ollie then Yin: You could ask them, and they'd have to answer truthfully, yar. Quorra: "How can I get my bow back? Yin: Oh, I had an answer for the how do you get them to stop attacking, have to think on that one. Harry: haha Quorra: Oh let's just ask that then. Quorra: That's fine. Quorra: It's the same thing really. Carmine: was the answer "die" Quorra: If I go back in there and they're still attacking, I will die. Yin: They all start crying out in unison "Despair, leave in despair!" Harry: oh Harry: i can do that Harry: 2d6+1 to fake tears Fortuna: Harry, to fake tears: [3, 4] = 8 Harry: thats charisma Quorra: Oh yeah I fake despair. Quorra: 2d6+1 Fortuna: Quorra, 2d6+1: [2, 4] = 7 Carmine: "despair is the first step in knowing joy" Yin: And they all turn towards Quorra again, asking you: Yin: "What are you really feeling right now?" Which since you spoke frankly, means you must answer it truthfully. Harry: honestly Carmine: pain Harry: fear that we are all gunna die sounds right Quorra: I am sad about that bow. Quorra: And it's very scary here. Harry: lets offer them a sacrifice i vote bartleby Quorra: I just wanted to learn about an old house. Yin: They all come crawling towards you, but their faces are all closed, no lamprey mouths showing, what do you do? Carmine: run Harry: oh gosh Harry: sit cross legged Yin: Specifically they are crawling towards Quorra. Harry: and read them a story Quorra: Is there any way I can sense their intent? Quorra: Because it seems unlikely the corpse-lampreys are just giving up because I'm sad. Yin: You can discern reality, study a situation or person, yar. Quorra: Oh right. Quorra: Int? Yin: Wis. Quorra: Woohoo. Quorra: 2d6+1 Fortuna: Quorra, 2d6+1: [5, 4] = 10 Yin: You get 3 questions. Quorra: "What is about to happen?" Quorra: "Who's really in control here?" Quorra: "What here is useful or valuable to me?" Yin: You get the feeling that they aren't going to bite you when they reach you, but engulf you, cover you. Harry: become one with them Carmine: eeuugh Carmine: run Carmine: just run Harry: try letting them do the thing Yin: Who's really in control here? Between you and them it is about equal actually. Carmine: run and dont look back Carmine looks out window Yin: What here is useful or valuable to you? You notice that one of them is actually bringing the bow closer to you, and you are pretty sure you can nab the bow and make a run for it before they'd react. Harry: yo Harry: LETS DO IT Yin: Carmine outside the window you see someone looking in through it, but you can't make out any features, it's just a silhouette. Quorra: I do that. Harry: its ol slendy Quorra: "Thanks! Sorry about the eternal suffering!" Carmine: is it still night Yin: Yes. Carmine: are there stars Harry: so now we all scooby doo it out of here Carmine: or moon Yin: You can't see any stars at the moment, or the moon, but it could be the angle you're at. Carmine: or anything that moves through the night sky Yin: Quorra you nab your bow and run towards everyone else by the door near the dumbwaiter. Carmine run Yin: As soon as you are out of the swarm all of their faces open up and let out a keening wail. Yin: What do you all do? Carmine: gtfo Quorra: Throw up my deuces. Harry: are we all running Carmine: me touches Quorra and starts healing her Harry: are we all running to the door Harry: i need healing too Carmine: fuck you Yin: I'm pretty sure you are all running through that door Bartleby had chosen earlier? Bartleby: we are all running Harry: yeah i pretty much expected that answer Harry: ok Harry: so Yin: Anyone slam the door behind you? Harry: while running I slam the door Harry: shrug Bartleby: who is the last one through? Carmine: 2d6+2 heal Quorra Fortuna: Carmine, heal Quorra: [1, 5] = 8 Harry: thatd be whoever was furthest Yin: Probably Harry, yar. Bartleby: If it's Harry, the one before Harry Yin: Or Quorra. Harry: idk i was out for a bit Harry: since i was standing free of the swarm Harry: i think its quorra Harry: since she stopped to heal carmine too Quorra: I slam the door, then. Bartleby: let's say we all make it through and quorra slams the door then Bartleby: k Bartleby: could I take a moment to go pee and get something to eat now Yin: Either way, as soon as the door is slammed shut the keening wail of the larvae cuts off, silence. Carmine: my spell gets unwanted attention Yin Yin: Alright. Carmine: 1d8 healing Fortuna: Carmine, healing: [6] = 6 Harry: i was going to roll to trip bartleby Yin: Roll 1d8 for the damage you heal on Quorra then. Quorra: Yay! Carmine: youre welcome Yin: Quorra heals 6 health, and I'll talk about where you guys are when the break is done then, yar. Bartleby: okay, I'm back Carmine quit. Yin: And I am back, I remembered I don't have to use headphones right now, so that's nice. Harry: im #ready Harry: to #continue Yin: Just need Carmine to get back, yar. Quorra: Carmine is DEAD. Joey joined #pwot_dnd. Bartleby: she doesn't exist any more Harry: i tripped carmine Harry: and she was eaten Bartleby: please welcome our new party member joey Bartleby: joey is a larva with an attitude Carmine: welcome Yin: Hurrah. Yin: So yar, as said as soon as the door slammed shut the wailing went silent. Harry: i open the door to look back in Harry: just a peek Bartleby: I look at the room we're in Carmine: does it have a windoe Carmine: w Yin: Carmine takes a moment to call upon Sucellus to provide aid for Quorra, who had definitely suffered just before, but as Carmine channels the energy and heals Quorra she feels like something's gaze has shifted on to her. Yin: No window, as you peek in you see the dining room. Bartleby: "What is your deal with the windows, Carmine" Yin: No larvae, no dinner plates, no table cloth, the lights are out. Harry: great Harry: i shut the door again Carmine: "see Bartleby, sucellus healed Quorra" Carmine: "the windows are the only way to see when it is day" Carmine: "or if it will always be night" Harry: "Why not just use a clock" Yin: Currently you are all standing at the top of what looks like a servent staircase, one that'd be used along with that dumbwaiter to deliver food to the dining room from the kitchen. Yin: The room below is dark. Harry: harry takes out his pocket watch Harry: takes a gander at the time Bartleby: "Okay. That's what gods do, isn't it?" Harry: "please bartleby im no god" Harry: "im just a nice guy" Yin: Harry you realize you have no pocket watch. Harry: aw shit Harry: "my watch is gone :C Yin: In fact, sides your whip and your armor the only possesion you had brought with was that healing potion you lost. You are sad. Harry: 2d6 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6: [5, 5] = 10 Harry: +1 charisma to cry Yin: Your crying is pitiable. Yin: Even with the horrendous things you've said before kept in mind. Harry: perfect Harry: I stare right at carmine and say Harry: completely unironically Harry: totally seriously Harry: "Look at me, just a gentlemen unafraid to show his emotions" Harry: then he tips his fedora and sadly mutters "m'lady" Yin: And then the moment is gone. Carmine quit. Harry: everyone leaves me to go down the stairs Joey2 joined #pwot_dnd. Yin: So there is a darkened room down the staircase from you guys, Harry peeked in and it looks like the dining room is clear, what do you guys do? Harry: carmine was so disgusted she quit Joey2: guh Harry: ben i said this to you Joey2: go back Joey2: ? Harry: 22:47 Harry "Look at me, just a gentlemen unafraid to show his emotions" 22:47 Harry then he tips his fedora and sadly mutters "m'lady" Carmine: what emotion Yin: He cried a little. Harry: oh i rolled an 11 to cry Harry: since i lost my pocketwatch Carmine: [21:45] "or if it will always be night" is when i dropped Yin: You only missed him crying. Harry: yeah just me crying and tipping my fedora at you Bartleby: "All right, I'll see what's down there." Bartleby: *gulp* Harry: I push him down the stairs Harry: 2d6 strength Fortuna: Harry, strength: [6, 6] = 12 Harry: HAH Bartleby: Do I have time to grab him and pull him with me? With that roll, probably not Yin: One of the things about dungeon world though is it really isn't build for pvp, so you can totally grab him and have him fall down with you if you want. Carmine: 2d6+2 light my staff Fortuna: Carmine, light my staff: [1, 3] = 6 Carmine: oop Harry: maybe he should roll a dex check? Harry: to determine if his reflexes are good enough Yin: You call forth for Sucellus's aid again to light your staff and help you see better, but it feels like whatever has started watching you is acting as a barrier, your call for aid went unheard. Yin: Nah. Yin: He can just nab you if he wants. Harry: ok Yin: I think it'd be more entertaining. Harry: think of the roll ig Harry: true Carmine looks around to see if i can see it Carmine: 2d6+2 DISCERN Fortuna: Carmine, DISCERN: [6, 1] = 9 Yin: You see nothing but the darkness of the room. Yin: Ask thy question. Bartleby: Yeah, I think I'm a bit too steady on my feet to just be knocked over entirely, so it's more like I teeter there for a second, reach out to grab something for balance, and grab Harry before falling Carmine: what should i look out for Bartleby: so now we're both falling down the stairs Harry: i go down completely with him and land on him Harry: im disgusted that i touched such a lowly creature Bartleby: I will happily roll off with you to see who lands on the bottom Harry: i take out hand sanitizer and rub it over my hands Harry: ok Harry: just a regular 2d6 ig Harry: lowest is on botom Bartleby: sure Harry: 2d6 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6: [6, 3] = 9 Bartleby: 2d6 Fortuna: Bartleby, 2d6: [3, 6] = 9 Bartleby: uh Harry: COME ON Harry: we land on the sides? Yin: You don't feel like you are in immediate danger, Carmine, but from the feeling you're getting you think the house itself is the culprit. Bartleby: I guess we're basically fighting all the way down, bouncing off the steps, first me on the bottom, then you, then me again, etc Carmine quit. Harry: sure Bartleby: and at the end we're both just flung Harry: looney toons style Carmine joined #pwot_dnd. Harry: do we take any damage from that yin Carmine: holy shit Harry: we sort of just went flying down the stairs like idiots Yin: Did you get my answer Carmine or do you want me to post it again? Bartleby: not loony toons I think, just sprawling Carmine: ok, Yin, did you answer my question? Carmine: oh Yin: You don't feel like you are in immediate danger, Carmine, but from the feeling you're getting you think the house itself is the culprit. Yin: And: Yin: 1d4 Fortuna: Yin, 1d4: [1] = 1 Yin: Yeah, you both take 1 damage, mitigated by your armors. Harry: ok Harry: so no damage Carmine: @ Quorra "The house doesnt like us" Harry: i still get the last laugh cause i pushed him down the stairs even if i went falling with him Bartleby: just a bruise to everone's pride Harry: yeah Bartleby: and we're probably flung into danger too Harry: oh right Harry: we were flung into the darkness Quorra: "Should uh... should we go down there?" Carmine: how soon between spells can i retry? Yin: So the two of you land at the bottom of the staircase, Harry bumps into the side of something and he hears something sharp hit the ground in front of him. Harry: i reach out and grab it Carmine: i cant find it Yin: You can cast right away again if you'd like, or do any of you have adventuring gear? Yin: Nope you don't. Harry: i grab the sharp thing Carmine: 2d6+2 light my stick Fortuna: Carmine, light my stick: [2, 2] = 6 Carmine: motherfucker Yin: Actually: Quorra: I'll help! Quorra: I can roll aid. Carmine: thats 2 xp on this one spell Carmine: woo Quorra: Quorra sings a little ditty about brave Carmine. Quorra: 2d6 Fortuna: Quorra, 2d6: [5, 5] = 10 Quorra: I give her a +1. Harry: can I join in and sing my undying love of carmine Harry: but that will give her a -1 and negate that Carmine: no Harry: so ill do it anyways cause harry lives to fuck up Harry: 2d6+2 charisma Fortuna: Harry, charisma: [4, 4] = 10 Yin: AS you draw closer to the bottom of the staircase you feel your spell gets through, the light flickers a bit at first, but it comes on in full as you reach the bottom of the stairs, which option do you take for the partial success then Carmine? Carmine: you dont even know whats going on up here Quorra: You're at the bottom of the stairs. Quorra: In a pile. Quorra: You can't help or hinder. Harry: how far down is the stairs Yin: Actually rolling aid is 2d6+the number of bonds you have, so yar. Harry: o Carmine: the light drawing attention would make the most sense i think Yin: The stairs take you down whta you'd think is a full floor, yeah. Yin: Alright. Bartleby: Oh, upon landing I think I lie still for a moment to see if A. anything is broken, and B. if anything's about to attack me Bartleby: and if neither is the case, I start hitting Harry Carmine: with the spear Bartleby: no, just with my fist Yin: The light coming off from your staff reveals the room, revealing the sharp thing Harry almost got hit with to be a butcher knife from the counter he slammed into, and Bartleby smacking him. Harry: im sobbing and whimpering a little Harry: as long as he doesnt hit my fedora Yin: The room itself has a number of ovens along one wall, you can see the other end of that dumbwaiter that goes up to the dining room. Carmine: smack him with the knife Harry: can we light the ovens up Harry: #blaze it Yin: Lots of cutting utensils rest on the counter above Harry, laying there nice and orderly. Bartleby: "What the hell is wrong with you? Why would you do that? Were you trying to kill me?" Bartleby: "You were trying to kill me." Harry: "I didn't do anything!" Yin: The room does not smell good. Harry: "I just tripped and reached out to grab something to steady myself and i hit you by accident I swear!" Carmine: 2d6 hit Harry Fortuna: Carmine, hit Harry: [2, 3] = 5 Yin: It smells like something died in it. Harry: "I was going to go down the stairs" Carmine: hmph Yin: You don't have to roll for that. Yin: Don't mark xp for it either. Carmine: what does xp do? Harry: good question Harry: when do we level up Carmine hits Harry Harry: "why do you do this cant you see we are meant to be carmine my sweet" Harry: "lets find whats causing the smell of dead!" Carmine: i still have not said a single thing to Harry Yin: You can level up when you make camp and rest for a while, it takes 8 xp to level up to the second level, and then 9 past that for 3rd level, it always takes your current level+7 to level up. Harry: I lay my hand on her shoulder Carmine waves sticklight aroun Harry: anywayssss Harry: lets search the room Bartleby: I get to my feet Harry: whats our actual goal Harry: like are we going somewhere in this house Bartleby: Not die Harry: or just exploring Bartleby: Our goal is to not die Harry: not die is a terrible goal Harry: this is just like sobbing in a hole Harry: we're fucked Harry: lets get to the basement Harry: the core of the house Carmine: (did i drop again?) Harry: the boiler room Yin: I still see you Carmine. Quorra: I can see you Ben. Carmine quit. Carmine joined #pwot_dnd. Harry: we could see you Yin: But it seemed he couldn't see us. Harry: yar Carmine: weird Yin: But yar, so Harry you were going to search the room? Harry: yes Harry: what roll is that Yin: +Wis Harry: 2d6+1 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+1: [3, 6] = 10 Yin: You get 3 questions, I don't think you know what the list of questions is. Harry: i do not Yin: What happened here recently? Yin: What is about to happen? Yin: whta should I be on the lookout for? Yin: What here is useful or valuable to me? Harry: can you pick 3 quesitons for me Yin: Who's really in control here? Harry: instead of giving me the entire list Yin: What here is not what it appears to be? Harry: well Yin: That's the list. Harry: I'll pick Harry: what here is not what it appears to be, what happened here reently, and what should i be on the lookout for Yin: Alright, you give the room a good searching over and you discover the source of the horrendous stench, it looks like someone dumped a pig carcass in the corner and left it to rot. Harry: "halfling's like to eat things like this right? That's the only explanation for your smell at least" Yin: While looking you notice that the corpse is missing some guts, but instead of a big mess the only signs of where the guts went is a single thin trail leading away from it, towards the oven. Carmine: ugh Bartleby: "Okay, here's a question. Is there actually a good reason that we're keeping this guy alive?" Carmine: "no" Bartleby: "Is he doing anything at all to help us survive?" Quorra: "Not that I've been able to tell." Carmine: "i have tried to kill him twice" Quorra: "He said something racist and then he breakdanced by some monsters." Bartleby: "Because I think he might actually be making it less likely that we will survive this night." Harry: its nice to have an extra meat shield tho isnt it Harry: also i open the oven, and yin what about my other two questions Yin: We got what happened here recently is the pig carcass. Yin: The trail leading away from it is what you should be on the lookout for. Harry: what is here that is not what it seems i asked too Yin: And what isn't what it appears to be? As you open the oven you find the pig guts, and one of the ends lifts itself up like a snake. Harry: WELP Yin: What do you do? Harry: i reach in grab it and use it like a whip to launch it across the room Harry: with my quick reflexes Carmine: can i cast sanctuary around us three Quorra: Quick thinking. I like it. Harry: just woosh Yin: Alright, roll +dex I think to grab it. Harry: you can hear the air woosh Harry: but in hindsight its me making the sounds with my mouth Harry: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+2: [1, 6] = 9 Yin: Alright, you grab a hold of the entrails to throw it across the room but the entrails grab a hold of you as well preventing you from tossing it. Harry: can we both go flying instead Harry: like a wheel of stupiditt Carmine: that is impossible Harry: maybe in real life but this is DUNGEON WORLD Yin: Carmine you can totally cast sanctuary around you three, it will just alert you if something hostile enters it, but that area would also give a boost to any healing you provide. Carmine: 2d6+2 sanctuary Fortuna: Carmine, sanctuary: [4, 4] = 10 Carmine: aight Harry: ok i guess ill flail my arms instead smacking it against everything in sight Yin: At the moment though, Bartleby, Harry has picked up a pig intestine out of the oven for some reason, he seems really alarmed as it is wrapped around his arm, what do you do? Carmine: walking around the room except wherever harry is Carmine: fucking a pig or w/e Bartleby: Watch from a safe distance, if I get in there he's probably going to try and strangle me with it or something Harry: nah Harry: harry isnt a murderer Harry: at least not obviously Carmine: Quorra how is your health Yin: Alright. Quorra: I'm full now, you topped me off. Carmine: aight Harry: besides carmine would be mad if i deliberately murdered you Quorra: Do I know anythign about the Animate Pig-Entrail Beast? Carmine: how is Bartlebys health Yin: Harry, the intestine quickly slides through your grasp and wraps itself around you, constricting you. Bartleby: full Harry: oh Harry: i was waiting for you to finish talking Harry: i was gunna whip it around Yin: I don't think this one counts as a creature. Carmine: cheers Harry: 2d6 sTRENGTH POWER Fortuna: Harry, sTRENGTH POWER: [6, 5] = 11 Harry: i had that copied ready to paste Yin: But you might recognize it, yar, you could still spout lore. Harry: yin what was my roll's result Yin: The intestines are flung across the room and into the darkness beyond the light the staff gives off. Harry: excellent Harry: safety Harry: can i aim it at bartleby instead Harry: im kidding Quorra: 2d6 SPOUT LORE ABOUT THE PIG ENTRAAAILS Fortuna: Quorra, SPOUT LORE ABOUT THE PIG ENTRAAAILS: [1, 4] = 5 Quorra: Nothin'. Quorra: "Guys I think those aren't normal pig intestines." Yin: Mark xp, and.. Carmine: Carmine hows your health? well im knocked a bit but its nothing too bad, but i cant heal myself anyway. yeah true. plus sucellus would be mad if i cheated. fair point Carmine: and??? Yin: You don't really remember what it is, but you think you've heard of something kinda like that, wasn't pig entrails when you heard of it though so you're not remembering. Harry: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+2: [6, 4] = 12 Harry: YES Harry: http://i.gyazo.com/0fff32e1c66b78d12051059abc291274.png Harry: also i drink it Yin: They see you lifting up the health potion to drink it. Harry: ahaha Quorra: Quorra snatches at it. Yin: But before they can react you feel something grab your feet. Harry: oh no Harry: its the fuckin intestines Quorra: 2d6+1 SNATCHING THE PEACH Fortuna: Quorra, SNATCHING THE PEACH: [2, 3] = 6 Harry: the potion is gunna get smashed Quorra: Damn. Yin: And you get pulled and dragged across the room. Quorra: Fortuna just hates me tonight. Harry: regret Carmine: haha, Harry isnt in my sanctuary Quorra: Fortuna why Carmine: what a loser Quorra: Does Harry drop the potion? Yin: The potion crashes to the floor and Harry is pulled into the darkness by the pig entrails. Yin: Actually. Quorra: Can I try to catch it? Yin: Harry, roll +dex to see if you drop the potion or not. Harry: like mister and misses smith Harry: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+2: [1, 3] = 6 Quorra: If he drops it, can I try to catch it? Yin: Yar, roll a +dex to catch it. Quorra: 2d6+1 Fortuna: Quorra, 2d6+1: [1, 3] = 5 Quorra: God damn. Harry: ahahaah Quorra: Fortuna is just crushing my balls. Yin: Meanwhile the pig intestines quickly wrap themselves around Harry's entirety, and begin to crush him again next to the pig carcass. Quorra: Fortuna plz Yin: 1d10 Fortuna: Yin, 1d10: [8] = 8 Harry: hmmm Harry: oh Harry: im dead Yin: And that ignores armor. Harry: -3 Carmine: :D Yin: Alright, time for the death mechanic. Yin: Roll 2d6, no modifier. Harry: 2d6 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6: [5, 6] = 11 Yin: Alright. Bartleby: ugh Bartleby: dammit Quorra: Can I try to hinder him? Yin: So as you are crushed you black out for a moment, and for a moment in the distance you see the Black Gates of Death's Kingdom, but it is distant, so distant. Yin: Sadly no I don't think so. Quorra: Technically we all could. Carmine: can we kill another pig and throw it at him Harry: can they just come over and beat me over the head repeatedly Yin: You can't turn around but you feel like there is something a lot closer to you behind you. Bartleby: he's not dead yet, but the intestines can keep doing their thing Yin: And then you wake up gasping for breath, the pig intestines still wrapped around you. Yin: What do you do? Bartleby: We're safe inside this sanctuary, right? Yin: Not really. Harry: i wiggle out with my amazing flexibility Quorra: We just know if something enters it. Harry: also im sweating and greasy like a pig Quorra: And Carmine has increased healing. Harry: 2d6+2 dex Fortuna: Harry, dex: [2, 2] = 6 Yin: The sanctuary will warn you if something enters it, and you get better healing, but yar. Carmine: just a little warning Yin: The intestine's grasp is too tight, and it crushes you tight again. Yin: 1d10 Fortuna: Yin, 1d10: [7] = 7 Bartleby: oh Bartleby: different kind of sanctuary Bartleby: okay Harry: "Help me oh god i regret everything" Harry: how much hp do i have Yin: Though I suppose we don't really need to wait for the d10. Carmine: right Yin: not enough for that. Harry: ok Yin: Roll the 2d6 again. Harry: 2d6 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6: [6, 1] = 7 Harry: plz Harry: PLZ Carmine: ha Yin: Alright. Quorra: Partial success. Harry: can i revive with a permanent disability Harry: a penalty to a stat Yin: You black out again and you see the black gates, they are still distant, and it feels like whatever is behind you is a lot closer now. Harry: youre all just watching this kid get strangled Yin: But you see a figure moving quickly towards you from the gate, clad in black. Harry: hes just a dim witted 14 year old kid Harry: and youre watching him die Harry: CRUEL Carmine: yes Yin: And in an instant it is in front of you, Death. And for the moment, whatever it was that was behind you has backed away. Harry: holy shit man Quorra: He stole a health potion and broke it. Quorra: That's pretty much his contribution. Carmine: i tried to kill Harry myself Quorra: I can live without him. Carmine: hang on gotta pee Carmine: go die while im gone Harry: bartleby Bartleby: no, he's not dead yet Bartleby: alas Harry: wont you miss him Yin: You hear him speak to you, he offers you return, but in exchange you have to deal with that which lies behind you. Bartleby: god no Harry: like how you miss an annoying cat Yin: He turns you around. Carmine quit. Quorra: He's not having much luck on his own. Harry: oh god Harry: whats behind me Yin: Grey, lots of grey. It, it looks like a featureless moon, only much larger. You can feel the malice emanating from it. Harry: hmm Harry: guaranteed death or an unknown entity Harry: honestly Harry: ill take the grey Yin: You wake up again in the basement, the entrails are still wrapped around you, what do you do? Harry: probably fail again Harry: dex is my best stat i need to try it Harry: i squiggle and squirm and roll out for real this time Harry: 2d6+2 FORTUNA PLEASE Fortuna: Harry, FORTUNA PLEASE: [5, 4] = 11 Harry: YES Yin: You manage to slide out and free yourself of the intestines, what do you do? Carmine joined #pwot_dnd. Harry: run and roll into the sanctuary wall and vomit Carmine: did he die Harry: nope Carmine: shit Harry: barely Harry: im probably just sold my soul Yin: He made a deal with Death to deal with some grey thing, and has escaped the pig intestine again. Carmine: if he comes into the sanctuary the alarm will go off Bartleby: "Okay, fine." Harry: am i found to be actively hostile? Carmine: you stole the potion and broke it Quorra: I think it's up to Carmine. Yin: Harry, do you harbor any malicious intent towards those in the circle? Any of them? Bartleby: I'm going to slash at the intestine thing from the maximum possible distance Quorra: Yeah the last thing you did was fuck us over. Carmine: hahahahah Harry: hmmmm Harry: i think Bartleby: not stab, because it could catch my spear and pull it out of my grasp Harry: harry honestly doesnt hold any deliberate malicious intent Bartleby: going to slash at it with the serrated edges Harry: i think hes just a stupid kid who thinks picking on minorities is fun and doesnt know any better Harry: and after facing death so closely i dont think he will act like that too hard anymore Carmine: you pushed him down the stairs Yin: I think the question then is after what just happened to him and what he just saw, is he still going to do that to Bartleby? Harry: that was before Harry: and yeah but its not like the stairs HURT him Yin: Or is he going to give that stuff up because there is something bigger happening. Harry: no probably not Harry: at least not pushing him down stairs and saying he smells like rotting pig Yin: Bartleby roll hack and slash, you can see the intestine moving again, it looks more interested in Harry but you are in its way. Carmine: you wanted to push him into the grubs earlier Bartleby: 2d6+2 hack Fortuna: Bartleby, hack: [4, 2] = 8 Bartleby: hmm Yin: So yar, the sanctuary alarm goes off. Harry: i said waffle was thinking about doing that Harry: but decided not to cause its out of character Harry: harry is just dumb Harry: not evil Harry: thats why i gave him the -1 int stat Yin: Alright Bartleby, roll thy damage. Bartleby: 1d10+2 Fortuna: Bartleby, 1d10+2: [2] = 4 Bartleby: hrm Bartleby: and I guess it's going to attack me too now Bartleby: maybe i'll be lucky and it'll damage Harry instead Carmine: oh Carmine: exact wording is "enters with harmful intent" Carmine: so harry is safe i guess Harry: does emotional harm count Harry: cause harry still needs to vomit somewhere and he may aim slightly closer to someone's shoes if he can Yin: Yar, so as it draws near you bring your lancy spear thing down on it and a portion of it falls off from the rest actually, but the foul thing continues to dart forwards and it wraps itself around one of your legs, squeezing tight to crush it. The noise from the pain almost sounds like a gleeful giggle from the thing. Yin: 1d10 Fortuna: Yin, 1d10: [10] = 10 Carmine: that woud be "acting with malice within the circle" which also triggers the alarm Bartleby: oh shit Yin: Oh dear, 10 damage, ignores armor. Harry: ok Harry: so he just vomits where no one will get hit Bartleby: "This was a bad idea!" Harry: and then rolls over and lays there for a little Harry: before standing Harry: AND SHOOTING HIS WHIP TO SAVE BARTLEBY Quorra: Quorra chops at the tendril that's grabbing Bartleby. Harry: 2d6+2 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6+2: [4, 1] = 7 Harry: welp Harry: sorry bartleby Quorra: 2d6 Fortuna: Quorra, 2d6: [6, 3] = 9 Yin: And while keeping a wrap around your leg it continues to extend itself directly towards Harry, moving to ensnare Harry as well and setting off the sanctuary alarm. Harry: ok theres a lot going on right now Yin: Alright, well roll damage you two. Harry: do i add my dex mod Yin: Nope. Carmine keeps sanctuary up instead of hitting anything because i cant hit anyhthing Harry: 1d8 Fortuna: Harry, 1d8: [5] = 5 Yin: Just the d8 straight. Quorra: 1d8 Fortuna: Quorra, 1d8: [3] = 3 Yin: Quorra yours is a d6 actually, I'll let you keep the 3 if it ends up lower though. Quorra: 1d6 Fortuna: Quorra, 1d6: [6] = 6 Quorra: Ha! Yin: Alright. Carmine: can you kill a dead pig Bartleby: okay so what now Yin: As Quorra leaps into the fray and chops at the intestine with a knife from the counter I'm thinking since you don't have a sword on you, you cut off a large portion of it but the remainder quickly wraps up the arm you used and crushes it. Yin: 1d10 Fortuna: Yin, 1d10: [10] = 10 Harry: its undead i assume Quorra: I do have a sword. Bartleby: fuck this intestine Harry: god Yin: Oh, well either way. Harry: DAMN Yin: Before continuing on towards Harry and ensnaring one of his legs... Bartleby: also... I just realized I don't actually have a close range weapon Yin: 1d10 Fortuna: Yin, 1d10: [2] = 2 Quorra: Isn't it just one strand of intestine? Bartleby: how is this intestine even doing this Yin: Yar, it keeps slithering along. Quorra: I couldn't cut through one intestine with a sword? Carmine: Bartleby just take a knife Yin: You cut through part of it. Yin: Harry how about you bring down that butcher knife you almost got hit with earlier? That makes more sense then the whip I think. Carmine: "stine with a knife from the counter I'm thinking since you don't have a sword on you, " Harry: wait that was at me? Bartleby: Oh yeah, knives Harry: im in the sanctuary circle though Bartleby: I forgot those were here Yin: As it was going along it got shorter and let go of Bartleby. Quorra: Well Carmine. Quorra: I need to be healed badly. Yin: The sanctuary doesn't protect. Harry: oh Harry: well sure Harry: how much hp do i have Harry: that was 2 damage Bartleby: I was worried I would have to swallow my pride and bite it Harry: cause if i come back at 1 im just dead again now Carmine: 2d6+2 heal Fortuna: Carmine, heal: [4, 6] = 12 Harry: *A* Quorra: Thank you so much. Harry: thank you carmine Yin: And just as you are about to lose consiousness again you bring that butcher knife down and split the part that had wrapped around your leg and it falls to pieces. Harry: oh Harry: well Harry: that was carmine's heal Harry: not my knife attack Harry: but ill take that Carmine: 1d8+1d4 BE HEALED Fortuna: Carmine, BE HEALED: [7, 2] = 9 Yin: So who are you healing Carmine? Harry: i can kill this thing right now Harry: if you're healing me Carmine: Quorra Yin: You are in the midst of killing it actually. Yin: Live or die you just killed it. Bartleby: I think it's dead now, innit? Yin: Yeah. Carmine: it is my vow to help Quorra Carmine: always getting hurt Harry: ok Yin: (spoilers, that was a slightly reskinned chain devil) Bartleby: Also maybe I should quaff my remaining potion now before someone else steals it, eh? Harry: so its finally dead Bartleby: cool Harry: i crawl towards bartelby Bartleby quaffs potion Harry: and bow in front of him Harry: and say Harry: "punch me as hard as you can" Yin: So it is dead, did you heal Quorra or Harry? Quorra: She healed me. Carmine: Quorra Yin: Alright, so Quorra got a good bunch of health. Carmine: i am not touching Harry Bartleby: "If I did that, you would actually die." Harry: "that is true" Yin: Actually he still took that damage. Harry: "then I pledge myself to your service in redemption for my past transgressions" Yin: It was a damage exchange. Yin: And then you black out again. Bartleby: before I can respond, eh Bartleby: jerk Harry: yeah Yin: Roll 2d6, let's see if you manage it again. Harry: i just pass out Harry: sorry Harry: christ Harry: 2d6 Fortuna: Harry, 2d6: [4, 4] = 8 Harry: ok Harry: im not being actively strangled now Harry: so i think that may be enough Yin: You are where you were again, Death is still standing next to you. Harry: GOD DAMN Harry: can one of you like pick me up Harry: give cpr Harry: harry is a changed man Yin: You still see the grey planet in the distance. Carmine: nose goes Harry: "Death I understand why I've been sent back, I need to make up for my evil" Yin: Are you certain you are up to the task? Death asks you. Carmine touches nose Harry: "I am ready, I need this final chance and I'll be better than I've ever been, devote myself to good" Yin: Death fixes you with a glare. Quorra: I don't think Death gives a shit. Harry: death plz Yin: Death does not care of good or evil, he cares that that thing upsets the balance, it claims souls that are rightfully his. Carmine: still not touching you Yin: But he will give you another chance, since you are willing. Harry: holy shit