Igfig: And welcome back to Shetland Firestorm Igfig: Last time: Slim: Yes. I missed last time Igfig: You found and defeated the ninja lizard assassin Igfig: and captured his ship as spoils Heronius_Napalm: we did? good for us! Brigsby: DAVE is in the shop for repairs Igfig: a nimble little fighter, quick and way stealthy Igfig: The Maestro then informed you of the Legends of Ur Graxa's Fane handofevil: It was fun to pilot Igfig: a set of legendary musical instruments Igfig: suitable for musical heroes Igfig: One of the rocker spirits came to tell you the way to Ur Graxa Igfig: turned out he was the Gratch handofevil: That's THE Gratch Igfig: Ur Graxa, it turns out, is the Gratch homeworld Igfig: well, of the spirits that were here Igfig: and he has a name, you just never asked Igfig: Anyhoo, then the Maestro kicked you out Heronius_Napalm: who cares what his name was? Heronius_Napalm: loot! Igfig: and hey, your new ship is ready! Brigsby: woooo Igfig: I'll post its stats in a minute or two Igfig: Slim, over to you Slim: So are you ready? Are you ready to GO TO THE PLANET OF ORGIN AND FIND THE TRUE POWER OF ROCK?! Heronius_Napalm: ...sure Brigsby: what's an orgin Heronius_Napalm: just remember the 250k Thorn: Alright. Slim: I can't spell, also Slim: So, assuming everyone is back on board, you are ready to leave Slim: Shippy is elsewhere now, losing cargo and getting drunk Heronius_Napalm: Heronius is sitting at the spelljammer helm Heronius_Napalm: making pew pew noises with his mouth Heronius_Napalm: none of you can see this Slim: So you take your ship and fly to Ur Graxa Brigsby: I'll man the Array or whatever the enormous implement is Heronius_Napalm: http://i367.photobucket.com/albums/oo117/frozenpie22/Ship-02.jpg Slim: It isn't a particularly long, nor eventful journey as you float through the stars towards your destination Igfig: The Apex Brigsby: The A thing Thorn: Oh dear, I think, I think I'm the best at acrobatics here right now. Heronius_Napalm: http://s367.photobucket.com/albums/oo117/frozenpie22/?action=view¤t=Ship-04.jpg Igfig: Oh by the way... your new ship needs a name Igfig: both of them I guess Slim: As you draw closer, your radar picks up the planet Heronius_Napalm: http://i367.photobucket.com/albums/oo117/frozenpie22/Shetland%20Firestorm/Ship-01.jpg Slim: And soon your radar pings more, warning of elf vessels stationed all around this system Slim: Your radio begins crackling as they attempt contact Thorn: I think the more worrying issue is that I'm the only pilot on board. Thorn: And the history of me flying things. Brigsby: I'd have 18 acrobatics if I was trained. Unfortunately, I'm not Thorn: Well, that does mean you're only 1 point worse then me, but I am trained, so now I'm mildly confused. handofevil: I have good acro handofevil: just no acrana Heronius_Napalm: well I am the arcana on this ship Thorn: Well, numbers up, I'm at 14, anyone better then that? ship 4incoming message from: General Atranoch Thorn: For acrobatics? handofevil: "Isn't that the guy we almost killed? Heronius_Napalm: who is our party talker? Igfig: Okay, the ship stats are up Brigsby: I have good Charisma, so me I guess Igfig: Names and special abilities subject to change Brigsby: +14 in Bluff, Diplomacy, and Intimidate Brigsby: unless you have better scores in those handofevil: I've got some good insight as well Igfig: http://astro.uwaterloo.ca/~igfich/pwotdnd, in the buttons along the bottom Atranoch: "Who's there? This is an unregistered craft. Respond." Brigsby: the S.S. Bigger Ship? Brigsby: I thought we had that already Atranoch: (S.S. Even Bigger Ship) Igfig: ...Oh wow, we're already there? Maybe we should describe the planet Igfig: I'll post a description in OOC so as not to interrupt you, Slim Heronius_Napalm: Brigs, time for you to shine Brigsby: Alrighty Brigsby: "This is the... well, the ship doesn't have a name. How are you?" Atranoch: "Quite well, actually. Just saved a ton of credits on my ship insurance by... Wait. What do you mean no name?" Brigsby: "It's a new ship, we haven't come up with a name for it yet. Any ideas? We've been kinda stumped. We were considering 'S.S. Even Bigger Ship' because it's bigger than our old one, which was bigger than the one before that." Atranoch: "New ship? Acquired how?" Brigsby: "But that seems like it'd be kinda redundant, and then what are we supposed to call the next one? So we kinda need something more creative. By the way, can we land?" Heronius_Napalm: Commissioned and built Heronius_Napalm: registered and everything Atranoch: "Please dock at port Z77 Alpha 6Echo for inspection." Brigsby: "Will do, thank you sir." Atranoch: There are mid sized space stations spaced evenly around the planets orbit slim: Your ship flies closer to the mentioned station and a guider beam helps ease you into port Heronius_Napalm: So uh, I supoose we should hide any contraband. Brigsby: Do we have contraband? Heronius_Napalm: rock instruments mostly slim: As you land, the elf you had been speaking to marches out with several soldiers to greet you handofevil: 1d20+13 to hide the instruments (stealth( Fortuna: handofevil, to hide the instruments (stealth(: [17] = 30 Heronius_Napalm: how many is several? slim: Actually, yeah. handofevil: Woohoo! Thorn: Least we don't have any dead elves on board left, ate them all. slim: Surprisingly, slim: You guys only have instruments as contraband Thorn: Though actually I don't think I had any dead elves on this ship yet, probably later. slim: I'd expect more drugs and solen goods from this bunch Heronius_Napalm: this one is brand new Heronius_Napalm: sold them all Heronius_Napalm: to pay for the ship Brigsby: We had drugs? Heronius_Napalm: had slim: Your robot is addicted to cocaine Heronius_Napalm: most of you are lucky you still have fillings in your teeth slim: Anyway slim: "Which one of you is in charge!" Heronius_Napalm: "I am." Brigsby: I don't remember that, but then again I've been in a booze-fueled dream state since that fight against the rock ghosts so I probably wouldn't remember anyway Brigsby: "He is." Heronius_Napalm: This is my ambassador to others: Mr Brigsby. slim: "And your name Mr...?" Heronius_Napalm: I am Heronius Napalm XVI Heronius_Napalm: Master Wizard, philanthropist, and business man. Heronius_Napalm: Not necessarily in that order. slim: "Indeed you are. I am General Atranoch." Heronius_Napalm: "Nice to meet you general." slim: "Your ship is new, you say? May I see the papers?" Heronius_Napalm: "Certainly, right this way" handofevil: (Do we actually have papers?) Heronius_Napalm: I lead him to my room on floor -1 Brigsby: Probably slim: "Just messing with you bud. This isn't a horse. Ships don't use papers." Heronius_Napalm: we should slim: "But seriously, where did you buy this thing?" Heronius_Napalm: Well, I was going to show you the builder's recipt Heronius_Napalm: what planet was it? slim: "That will work perfectly." Heronius_Napalm: I show him to my study Heronius_Napalm: and show him the reciepts and papers associated with the ship Heronius_Napalm: I take brigsby, thorn and whoever HoE is supposed to be Heronius_Napalm: as my entourage Heronius_Napalm: they wait outside the doors Black_Dynamite: You suck mibbit slim: (You had this built on that last asteroid, right? THe one where you met shippy?) Thorn: Yup. Heronius_Napalm: think so? Heronius_Napalm: if the place was illegal, then they are likely elaborate forgeries slim: "Ah yes." slim: "Decent place. Been there a few times for scheduled enforcement. Decently priced drinks." Heronius_Napalm: yes, my crew mentioned such. Heronius_Napalm: "they were hesitant to leave" Heronius_Napalm: "har har" slim: "One of my contacts runs the place. Perhaps you met him while you were there?" Heronius_Napalm: "hmm?" slim: "Can't remember the bastards name, but he was a slippery sort. Never bad to own a crime boss though." Heronius_Napalm: "ah yes, organized crime can certainly be useful" slim: (he is talking about the dude who was in the tower you broe into and blew up) slim: *broke Heronius_Napalm: oh right slim: If any of you remember doing that Heronius_Napalm: I remember almost none of that Brigsby: I do not remember that Heronius_Napalm: what are we doing for him? slim: Same here Black_Dynamite: I remember showing up late and watching Brigsby: I don't remember anything Brigsby: there was a dragon that one time Brigsby: and then we broke into a party and some people rode a roller coaster slim: "Anyway, enough chitchat. What brings you to Ur Graxa?" Heronius_Napalm: "as I said, I am a business man." Thorn: We broke in, made a deal, he wanted us to tell him something after visiting the Maestro I believe, nah this was after the party. Black_Dynamite: "Also I hear they have killer clubs" Heronius_Napalm: "not some mere merchant, but a venture capitalist and investor!" slim: That party was the best Heronius_Napalm: "I am greatly interested in both your military hardware, and your industrial processes." Heronius_Napalm: "I am thinking of investing heavily in what I see as impressive and far-thinking ventures" slim: "THe clubs are indeed quite killer. My entire platoon was clubbed to death by savage natives just last week..." Black_Dynamite: "Lovely!" slim: "Well, if you are seeking to invest in such things, this planet is not an ideal location to do so. We are here to suppress the local population as well as investigate any rumors of illegal artifacts." Heronius_Napalm: I am aware of that. Heronius_Napalm: "I wish to see the effectiveness of your military in such ways" Heronius_Napalm: "I am a very thourough investor." slim: "I am sorry sir but we simply cannot allow ride alongs. This isn't a petting zoo" Heronius_Napalm: besides, I may also wish to purchase vast swathes of the unclaimed lands for future development. Heronius_Napalm: "I am not looking for ride-alongs, or special treatment, or afternoon tea." slim: (protip: these dudes are very vain so a simple charisma check/ego stroke my change their mind) Heronius_Napalm: "I am looking for serious, powerful warriors and strategists!" Heronius_Napalm: "I've heard that is what your empire is built with." slim: "Well look no farther. For we are the best of the best at oppressing those weaker than us." Black_Dynamite: "I do enjoy me some good oppression." Heronius_Napalm: "Good." slim: (one moment guys) slim: "Please board your craft and follow us to the surface." Heronius_Napalm: "Certainly." slim: The general boards a small vessel and begins to head towards the surface Heronius_Napalm: insight check? Heronius_Napalm: before he leaves Black_Dynamite: 1d20+10 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d20+10: [10] = 20 slim: Sure Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+11 to check for motivces Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, to check for motivces: [7] = 18 slim: Insight into what? Heronius_Napalm: just to see if he has anything nefarious in mind? Heronius_Napalm: with his head to the surface talk slim: His intentions are clear Heronius_Napalm: what are his intentions? slim: He wants to show off his army so you will fatten his wallet Heronius_Napalm: good Heronius_Napalm: exactly what I wanted. Heronius_Napalm: I really need to fool's gold ritual now. Thorn: How long does the ritual take? Igfig: 10 mins I thin slim: Is it safe to assume you are all headed to the surface? Or anything else you wnat to do on the station? Or perhaps flee? Igfig: Huh, just 1 minute actually Heronius_Napalm: that or use hallucinatory item to create an astral diamond or two Heronius_Napalm: anyone have any ideas? Black_Dynamite: Offer Ace up as a slave Heronius_Napalm: haha Heronius_Napalm: Maybe use hallucinatory item to create a very large "astral diamond" in some room in the ship? Igfig: Hey, feel free Heronius_Napalm: nothing he would touch, but something to show off a bit Thorn: Well, we have time before bringing up money don't we? Inspect stuff first, then show wealth/fake wealth? Heronius_Napalm: yup Thorn: So we could probably worry about the fake money thing after we've inspected stuff then, I think. Igfig: Yeah, he's letting you get back in your ship Heronius_Napalm: ok Heronius_Napalm: we will head to our ship Igfig: A wing of flitters forms up to either side of you Heronius_Napalm: ok Igfig: "escorts" Igfig: but they don't interfere Heronius_Napalm: I will run the ritual now Black_Dynamite: What if a few of us took the assassins ship on a stealth run and hit up whatever we're here to do Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+20 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+20: [14] = 34 Heronius_Napalm: alright Igfig: Whoa Heronius_Napalm: for 25gp Black_Dynamite: "Holy crap that thing is huge" Igfig: 34 is worth a x20 multiplier Heronius_Napalm: that's fools gold Heronius_Napalm: wait, am i doing fool's gold or item? Igfig: 25*20 gold Fortuna: Igfig, gold: [] = 500 Igfig: Oh Heronius_Napalm: I was just going to make a large sized diamond Igfig: Oh, right Heronius_Napalm: which is worth more than I can probably put into fool's gold Igfig: Well, it's quite a convincing image Heronius_Napalm: It is on a pedastal in one of the meeting rooms I guess Igfig: Sure Igfig: One sec, there's a storm brewing outside and I want to see Heronius_Napalm: I tell some people to station "guards" in the room any time there are outsiders on board. Black_Dynamite: I'll totally be a guared Black_Dynamite: a guard even Heronius_Napalm: k Igfig: back Igfig: The skiff is heading toward the sunrise Igfig: that is, the part of the planet where it's currently dawn slim: Here I am! slim: Sorry you guys Heronius_Napalm: brb Heronius_Napalm: k slim: OK, Heronius_Napalm: so we are headed down to the planet Heronius_Napalm: ? slim: You are all on board a skiff with the general and a new platoon Thorn: I don't see any issue with this at the moment. slim: THe sun is rising quickly, bathing the area in a light it seems to have missed for a long time slim: "Hold on tight boys. And look ahead to your left." slim: As he speaks, the ground begins to rumble slim: Up ahead, a large rock spire corkscrews from the earth Brigsby: that seems unnatural Brigsby: wait Heronius_Napalm: I press my nose into the glass Brigsby: 1d20+3 Fortuna: Brigsby, 1d20+3: [18] = 21 Heronius_Napalm: a look of vicious glee on my face Brigsby: 21 to see if it's natural or not slim: Then another shoots up, and a gap opens in the now light ground, a loud rushing comes from it as if it is breathing fresh air for the first time in too long slim: It is in fact, natural Brigsby: that's pretty weird slim: You can't explain it, but the planet seems to be waking up Black_Dynamite: Is there a rooster crowing somewhere? slim: "It's the end of a hibernation cycle. The light is getting back over here and everything is reawakening." slim: You hear a small bird chirp Heronius_Napalm: "hmmm?" slim: It then squaks as it is eaten by the skiff turbine and spit into a cloud of feathers Brigsby: So the planet has a super-long rotationary period, so when the light from the suns warms regions that haven't been warmed in a while, the rocks expand slim: "Ah, the wildlife. If you look down there you'll see - LOOK OUT!" slim: Dex check from everyone Thorn: 1d20+5 Fortuna: Thorn, 1d20+5: [4] = 9 Thorn: Well that was a lousy dex check. Brigsby: is that with or without the halflevel Black_Dynamite: 1d20+8 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d20+8: [10] = 18 slim: A long, thin spire shoots directly up, through the tip of the skiff Igfig: Always with Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+6 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+6: [12] = 18 Thorn: Oh! Thorn: 1d20+9 then instead. Fortuna: Thorn, then instead.: [1] = 10 Brigsby: 1d20+9 Fortuna: Brigsby, 1d20+9: [16] = 25 Thorn: Well that helped. Black_Dynamite: *slow claps slim: It begins to spiral towards the ground Brigsby: if you consider rolling a 1 helping Black_Dynamite: Wait, aren't we in seperate ships slim: Anyone who made the check hangs onto the skiff, the others are thrown clear and tumble to the ground Brigsby: no, we got on one skiff Heronius_Napalm: no, they are escorting us on their skiff Brigsby: oh Heronius_Napalm: so what is the dc then? Brigsby: WAIT, our ship got a rock spire through it already? Maaaaan slim: No, no Igfig: DC 17 slim: You landed, and got on their skiff Brigsby: Ah, ok slim: Which is now.. slim: EX-SPIRED! Igfig: (Or I was a little confused about who was where) Thorn: So I'm the only one who fell then. Brigsby: so Thorn is the only one who was thrown Thorn: And the rolls were very insistent on me being thrown as well. slim: Thorn, you land on the ground with three elf patrolmen Brigsby: Their names are: Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner slim: The others glide the skiff down a safe distance away Thorn: So, elves. slim: As the elves stand up, helping thorn to his feet, what looks like a small snake slithers out from under a rock slim: "AHG!" An elf shoots it Black_Dynamite: "Who's shooting?" Thorn: An elf shot a snake. slim: "Sir! Sir waht do we do!" Thorn: Or, I suppose I can't hear you actually, and I didn't talk, so yeah. slim: "Everyone regroup!" Orders the general Brigsby: "...just get back on the skiff." Heronius_Napalm: I walk calmly from the crash Heronius_Napalm: and draw my wands into my hands Heronius_Napalm: I survey the area calmly. slim: One of the elves runs towards the skiff and stops when something about the size of a ferret leaps from a bush and begins eating his face. Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+7 nature Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, nature: [10] = 17 slim: Hero slim: You can tell that the wildlife is awakening Black_Dynamite: "Lovely" slim: And.... It is hungry Black_Dynamite: 1d20+10 to look around for other rabid animals Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to look around for other rabid animals: [17] = 27 Heronius_Napalm: Fire > Wildlife slim: BD Heronius_Napalm: My wands glow with firey red veins slim: You notice many tiny creatures emerging and attacking basically everything Black_Dynamite: I point them out to Hero Black_Dynamite: "General, you may want to get behind something. Heronius is about to explode. Literally" slim: One of the elves tries to shoot some but is mauled by something about the size of a badger slim: "I concur!" Heronius_Napalm: Scorchin burst! Heronius_Napalm: on anything that I can see moving slim: The general pulls the emergency jetpack from the skiff and flies away Brigsby: I make sure not to move Igfig: There are a lot of things moving Black_Dynamite: 1d20+13 to hide fromt he flames Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to hide fromt he flames: [18] = 31 Heronius_Napalm: I will make special note of that slim: Leaving you all as well as hhis platoon Igfig: Hell, even the plants are moving Heronius_Napalm: burn everything. Black_Dynamite: Then he's killing everything Ig. Duh Black_Dynamite: Have you forgotten how we operate? Brigsby: Hey, maybe we shouldn't fight the planet and just fly the skiff off instead Igfig: Just clarifying slim: The badger, now fat from elf-flesh, rolls over and is grabbed by a plant tendril only to be dragged back underground Heronius_Napalm: See if it is working then. Heronius_Napalm: I will conitinue burninating Igfig: I'll deal with the skiffing, Brigsby Thorn: Right, I'll grab the two non-mauled by a ferret elves remaining that fell with me, and we'll make our way over to the rest. slim: So Hero is burning things? Thorn: Or if the ferret thing is done, I'll grab that elf too. Heronius_Napalm: burning all of the things Igfig: Maybe we should roll initiiative? Brigsby: I'll stay on the skiff, and just keep any creatures that come close away from us with blasts of thunder and such Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+6 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+6: [10] = 16 Heronius_Napalm: 16 init! Igfig: Since everybody is doing things all at once slim: Good call ig slim: Also BD Black_Dynamite: 1d20+10 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d20+10: [14] = 24 Black_Dynamite: I'm concealed also Thorn: 1d20+15 Initiative Fortuna: Thorn, Initiative: [10] = 25 slim: Very simple str check to rip the geko off your arm Brigsby: 1d20+9 init Fortuna: Brigsby, init: [1] = 10 Brigsby: So we're really fighting the jungle now? Heronius_Napalm: oh brigsby, you so silly Black_Dynamite: Can I punch it instead? slim: Sure Black_Dynamite: 1d20+4 to rip off Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to rip off: [11] = 15 Black_Dynamite: 1d20+11 to punch it now Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, to punch it now: [4] = 15 Igfig: Whether you're fighting or what is your choice, but if everybody's doing things at once Black_Dynamite: 17* Igfig: init is handy Black_Dynamite: I forgot my ki focus is +13 slim: You rip-punch the tiny reptile off your arm into a very dead state Black_Dynamite: I'll throw it at thorn for a tiny snack Igfig: oh and I guess init for those elves slim: THere are only like, 2 elves left alive Igfig: 1d20+7 init Fortuna: Igfig, init: [13] = 20 slim: Of hte 6 or so that went with them Igfig: yep Thorn: Alright. Thorn: So how far away is the skiff? Igfig: Oh, I guess it's the elves right now... they get up onto the skiff with Brigsby, looking terrified Igfig: clinging to the comfort of familiarity Igfig: and that's their turn Heronius_Napalm: How wide is the skiff? slim: it's about the size of a school bus Heronius_Napalm: ok Heronius_Napalm: it has no roof correct? slim: Nope Heronius_Napalm: good slim: Basicallly a flying platform Heronius_Napalm: I will stand on a seat and pitch scorching bursts at whatever flora or fauna is closest Black_Dynamite: I will be down on the ground punching everythign Igfig: A thing that looks sort of like a tortoise with a sea urchin on its back is tugging itself free from a crevice Igfig: that is what's closest Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+12 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+12: [16] = 28 Heronius_Napalm: I will enlarge the speel Heronius_Napalm: 1d6+14-2 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d6+14-2: [1] = 13 Igfig: Hit, of course Heronius_Napalm: whatever plants were around it are also burnt Heronius_Napalm: burst 2 slim: The plants are torched, and the ones that are partialy torched seem to be flailing in pain Heronius_Napalm: butiful Igfig: And it also gets a line of round bushes that are rolling themselves down the hillside Heronius_Napalm: beautiful Igfig: The turtle thing gargle-screeches Heronius_Napalm: next I guess Igfig: (what noise does a turtle make?) Heronius_Napalm: screechy sort of thing Black_Dynamite: *turtle noises* slim: Yeah, they sorta screech slim: And sometimes kinda croaking noises Igfig: a cluster of spines spring off its shell toward you Brigsby: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6R5QueuvKQ4 Igfig: and the elves Igfig: Oh wait, wrong person Igfig: brigsby;s with the elves Igfig: 1d20+13 vs Hero AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs Hero AC: [18] = 31 Igfig: 2d8+5 damage Fortuna: Igfig, damage: [7, 1] = 13 Brigsby: I stay on the skiff and blast whatever ferrets and badgers and things harmlessly away with wind or thunder or whatever slim: Brigsby, are you implying hero is being molested by a turtle? Igfig: the spines are attached to the thing's body by long tendon-tethers! Heronius_Napalm: ow Brigsby: no, that's just what sounds they make Igfig: You're grabbed, or the equivalent Heronius_Napalm: ok Igfig: Whos' up next? Brigsby: Thorn or BD, I think Igfig: I think we messed up this init order Black_Dynamite: Thorn Black_Dynamite: I had 24 Black_Dynamite: He has 25 Igfig: Thorn, then Thorn: Right. Thorn: How far away is the skiff then? Do I still have those any of those elves that fell off with me? Igfig: Oh, wait. Brigsby was blasting stuff but never rolled anything Igfig: Uh... Slim, are you keeping track of things? I just kinda jumped in with a creature Brigsby: do I have to roll to harmlessless push things away? Igfig: nothing here is harmless Brigsby: harmlessly* Igfig: the hose-ferrets will eat your digits Brigsby: which is why I'm keeping them away Heronius_Napalm: JUST SHOOT THIS DAMNED TURTLE! Igfig: ...eh sure. Whatever Brigsby: FINE I'LL SHOOT THE TURTLE Brigsby: 1d20+11 vs Reflex Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Reflex: [8] = 19 slim: (sorry, sidetracked) Brigsby: does 19 hit a turtle's Reflex? Igfig: It hits the shell... the turtle looks fine though Brigsby: so roll damage? Igfig: nah, that's just a miss slim: Remember you all regrouped near the skiff Brigsby: alrighty Thorn: So me and the elves got back to the skiff? Alright. Thorn: I thought I was still over where I fell off. Thorn: I'll just have readied action for stabbing anything that gets too close to Heronius. Igfig: ugh, I was hoping we could do this without a map Igfig: Also, there is that turtle-spine-tether stuck in Hero Heronius_Napalm: we probably could Igfig: which might qualify as close Heronius_Napalm: you could try getting those out of me, or cutting them or something Thorn: Well I don't really know what else to do with Thorn. I suppose the turtle and turtle spines, right. Thorn: Would it be possible to use thievery to remove the spines in Hero? Thorn: I think so, roll just in case. Thorn: 1d20+14 Thievery check to remove turtle spine tethers from Hero. Fortuna: Thorn, Thievery check to remove turtle spine tethers from Hero.: [17] = 31 Igfig: Yeah, that sounds reasonable Igfig: and yeah, you jimmy it out well enough that he doesn't even take damage Thorn: Huzzah. Heronius_Napalm: thanks Thorn: BD's turn then? Igfig: which is good, because the tether zips back into the shell Igfig: if Hero'd been attached... not fun Igfig: Sure Black_Dynamite: Alright Black_Dynamite: I'll punch the nearest thing Black_Dynamite: 1d20+13 v AC Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, v AC: [3] = 16 Black_Dynamite: Bah Igfig: Something furry-scaly with four wings swoops past you, scooping up lizards in a maw/claw protruding from its rear end Black_Dynamite: Lovely Igfig: and is gone before your punch connects Black_Dynamite: I'll press my back up against the ship then Black_Dynamite: and end turn Heronius_Napalm: me? Heronius_Napalm: Minor action, activate fire shield. Heronius_Napalm: Standard, Flame burst that damn turtle Heronius_Napalm: with wand of accuracy Igfig: The elves are shouting "No, no, we're all going to be eaten! Get me away from here!" Igfig: sure Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+12+3 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+12+3: [2] = 17 Igfig: That is unfortunately a miss still Heronius_Napalm: darn, it was burst 2 though Igfig: Oh right Heronius_Napalm: so hopefully it hurts some more wildlife curmet joined #pwot_dnd. Igfig: Also, didn't you have a boon that does stuff when you miss? Heronius_Napalm: ah yes Heronius_Napalm: that is burst 3 slim: Net crapped out slim: Sorry guys slim: How much did I miss? Heronius_Napalm: make it burst 4 Igfig: Not too much Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+12+3 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+12+3: [4] = 19 Igfig: Agh Heronius_Napalm: such is life Igfig: What's that against? Ref? Heronius_Napalm: yeah slim: Well, the eating has slowed, but the animals are also getting bigger slim: Is there a map up? Igfig: Nope slim: red Igfig: Six-foot long doubleworms fling their foreparts down from a ledge, grabbing at the turtle... they're in your AOE as well slim: And whos turn? Heronius_Napalm: cool Igfig: you can roll to hit them too Brigsby: please don't piss off the giant worms before we lift off Igfig: and many-spined roots are pushing out of the ground in places Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+12+3 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+12+3: [20] = 35 Heronius_Napalm: oh my Heronius_Napalm: they are going to be hurrrt Igfig: Just saving it up, were you? Igfig: How much damage is that Heronius_Napalm: sec Brigsby: a lot Heronius_Napalm: 20+12+2-2+2d6+1d10 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 20+12+2-2+2d6+1d10: [5, 3, 8] = 48 Heronius_Napalm: that much Igfig: Okay, you no longer have to worry about the worms Heronius_Napalm: indeed Heronius_Napalm: my turn is done Thorn: Heronius Crits, Everything Dies. Thorn: New slogan. Igfig: Also, those roots? On fire now. Igfig: Still growing, but on fire Heronius_Napalm: good Heronius_Napalm: The previous slogan was: Barvo crits, Everything Dies. slim: Whos turn is it now, then? Brigsby: Now that we've set a fire that will probably rage across the surface of this planet for years, can we exfil now? Heronius_Napalm: brigs I think Brigsby: I bark out orders to the elf soldiers to get the skiff into the sky Brigsby: 1d20+14 Intimidate Fortuna: Brigsby, Intimidate: [19] = 33 Igfig: "We'll fix it we'll fix it! ...somehow" Brigsby: "You pansies will get this skiff out of this gods-forsaken jungle or so help me I will make sure the General has your heads!" Igfig: 1d20+5 Wis check Fortuna: Igfig, Wis check: [14] = 19 slim: THe two remaining soldiers, already full of terror, begin working hastily to maked the skiff run slim: A mound of earth not far from you begins to shift, before a large crablike being emerges from the ground and begins walking sideways, snapping up and eating whatever it can with two of four claws. Brigsby: ... who isn't on the skiff Igfig: They jump down to the front and start pulling back the wrecked parts Brigsby: just BD, right? Black_Dynamite: Yup Black_Dynamite: I'm punching things Igfig: casting nervous glances over their shoulders, ducking whenever you fire a thunderblast over their head slim: (am I still in this or has my internet died and not told me?) Igfig: ...oh, and now I see what Slim wrote Brigsby: You want to fly through the air? Igfig: You're still here Brigsby: you're here Brigsby: I can blast you through the air either onto the skiff or at the crab, your choice Igfig: Great, I guess those elves are in crab danger now Igfig: Well-tiemd Brigsby: "Everyone, protect the elves while the fix the ship!" Black_Dynamite: I shall protect them Brigsby: Alright, cool Brigsby: I'll shoot at the Crab, then Igfig: The elves are just soldiers, they don't know much about fixing stuff Igfig: but I guess they're trying! slim: OK Brigsby: 1d20+12 vs Fort Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Fort: [20] = 32 Heronius_Napalm: yayy' slim: Brigs is shooting hte crab thing? Brigsby: Yes, with Howling Hurricane Brigsby: 38+1d6 thunder damage Fortuna: Brigsby, thunder damage: [3] = 41 Brigsby: that makes a storm thingy like usual, only without the eye slim: Yes, you hit, slim: So like, a mini storm strikes the crab? Brigsby: the crab is slid 5 squares in the direction farthest from the elves Brigsby: Yes, a Burst 1 storm slim: OK slim: So 41 crab damage Igfig: You hit the weak point Brigsby: and any creatures that start their turns in the storm are slid 2 squares slim: The crab scrabbles to get its footing, but is pushed back and disoriented Brigsby: oh wait, I have a Class Feature for nat 20s Igfig: So... squirrel storm, your'e saying? Brigsby: it gets pushed an extra 1 square Igfig: squirrels just go flyign everywhere Brigsby: and I can fly my speed until the end of my next turn slim: It identifies you as a threat and focuses on you, clicking all four claws angrily Brigsby: I fly up, out of its reach Igfig: well, not squirrels, more just squirrel tails with mandibles Igfig: hmmm Brigsby: and minor action to sustain the storm Igfig: 1d20+12 squirrel storm vs. crab AC Fortuna: Igfig, squirrel storm vs. crab AC: [3] = 15 Igfig: their mandibles cannot penetrate its chitin Brigsby: move action to move the storm on top of the crab since it got slid and pushed out slim: The crab begins shuffling towards brigsby, twisting one eyestalk so it can see you as it moves sideways Brigsby: and that's all my turn Brigsby: so at the start of the crab's turn it's slid farther away 2 squares Igfig: When is the crab's turn, Slim? slim: 1d20+2 Fortuna: slim, 1d20+2: [3] = 5 Brigsby: I don't think it rolled init slim: 5 Brigsby: That's actually right after me in the init, so everything works out Igfig: indeed Thorn: Oh right my turn then. slim: The crabgets close and takes a large swipe at you with a huge serrated claw slim: It is making angry hissing noises Brigsby: I flew up out of its reach Thorn: I shall continue with the thievery checks then, and help out the elf guys in repairing the skiff since they don't seem to know what they are doing. When it is my turn. Brigsby: and it got slid farther away when it started its turn slim: It continues to scuttle angrily before looking for the next vulnerable target slim: In this case slim: Whoever is nearest on the ground slim: ... Who is that? Igfig: that might be the elves? Igfig: I gotta go grab some eats/drinks, back in a min Brigsby: Black Dynamite Thorn: I believe BD had set himself up to protect the elves. Black_Dynamite: Alright slim: It rushes towards the skiff, both eyestalks focused hungrily on the elves slim: But is blocked by BD slim: It hisses angrily and takes a swing at him Black_Dynamite: I am unimpressed slim: 1d20+5 Fortuna: slim, 1d20+5: [5] = 10 slim: ... slim: This crab sucks Black_Dynamite: "Greatly unimpressed" Igfig: I think you read a number wrong somewhere slim: Did I? slim: Uhg slim: This damn chart Brigsby: "Hey Thorn, you ever eat crab before?" Thorn: "No, why do you ask?" Black_Dynamite: "I have. It's delicious." Brigsby: "You're about to have a feast." slim: BD slim: It swipes with the other claw slim: 1d20+13 Fortuna: slim, 1d20+13: [6] = 19 Igfig: yeah, that looks more right slim: And once again fails slim: The angry crab begins bubbling at the mouth and ends turn Thorn: He looks a little crabby. Thorn: I apologize for that. Thorn: My turn then, thievery check to help the elf guys out with repairing the skiff. Heronius_Napalm: your turn I think slim: No, closer to a kingler slim: OK that was pretty bad Thorn: 1d20+14 to repair the skiff since the elves don't know what they are doing. Fortuna: Thorn, to repair the skiff since the elves don't know what they are doing.: [9] = 23 Thorn: I almost spelled crabby as krabby, to be honest. slim: The skiff is working, to a degree. But could probably only carry the weight of a child at this point Thorn: Right, so more work will be needed then. Igfig: Uh, the turtle's turn then? Thorn: BD's turn, have fun with the sea food platter. Thorn: Or did we skip the turtle? Thorn: When is the turtle's turn? Igfig: The turtle fires spines at BD Igfig: and the crab Igfig: 2#1d20+13 vs AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs AC: [13] = 26; vs AC: [7] = 20 Igfig: Misses the crab, hits BD Igfig: 2d8+5 damage Fortuna: Igfig, damage: [4, 1] = 10 Black_Dynamite: Out Igfig: And it ambles a little closer Black_Dynamite: Ou* Igfig: Okay, go ahead Igfig: (and you're tethered) Black_Dynamite: Alright slim: Also, the turtles tail, which is another head, begins eating bits of dead things Black_Dynamite: STrength to weakness Black_Dynamite: 1d20+11 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d20+11: [18] = 29 Black_Dynamite: v AC Black_Dynamite: Wait no Black_Dynamite: Fort Black_Dynamite: on the crab slim: I believe that is a hit Igfig: Yeah, either way Black_Dynamite: Ongoing 19 damage save ends Igfig: wow Brigsby: .... that seems like a math error Brigsby: also Immediate Interrupt Brigsby: er, Reaction, not Interrupt Black_Dynamite: http://gyazo.com/97ebfd40cb7cb36994f2d8a133b2a484 Black_Dynamite: It's not Igfig: That is a cool power Brigsby: Brigsby and Lucas' Boon of Cooperation! Brigsby: Coordination* Igfig: Whichever Brigsby: An ally hits with an attack, and I can make an at-will Black_Dynamite: Stone fist flurry of blows also. So 7 damage to him Brigsby: 1d20+11 vs Reflex Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Reflex: [3] = 14 Black_Dynamite: and end turn Brigsby: I'm guessing that's a no Igfig: Aye, it misses Igfig: The elves are happy to let Thorn take the lead in fixing the skiff Brigsby: alrighty, worth a try anyway Igfig: 2#1d20+6 aid another Fortuna: Igfig, aid another: [5] = 11; aid another: [13] = 19 Igfig: Thorn'll have +4 on his next Thievery check Thorn: Huzzah. Igfig: Done Heronius_Napalm: <-- ? Brigsby: yes Heronius_Napalm: so there is a turtle and a crab? Heronius_Napalm: how close are they to each other? Igfig: And various other things coming in and out Heronius_Napalm: interesting... Heronius_Napalm: alright Heronius_Napalm: fountain of flame, centered underneath the skiff Heronius_Napalm: burst 2 Igfig: Uh... probably about 5 away from each other Heronius_Napalm: so it should be enough to surround the whole thing in its zone Igfig: Sounds reasonable Heronius_Napalm: does it hit anything with the initial burst? Igfig: The crab for sure Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+12 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+12: [9] = 21 Heronius_Napalm: vs ref Igfig: and... well, I'd say vegetation, but the plants have started to avoid this area now Heronius_Napalm: 3d8+12-2 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 3d8+12-2: [5, 8, 1] = 24 Igfig: Yeah, that's a hit Heronius_Napalm: alright, the zone lasts till the end of the encounter. Igfig: Nice Heronius_Napalm: any enemy entering it takes ongoing 5 Heronius_Napalm: err Heronius_Napalm: just 5 slim: Hey Heronius_Napalm: entering or ending their turn in the zone Brigsby: haha Igfig: Right Heronius_Napalm: end turn Heronius_Napalm: Brigsby! Brigsby: Alright! Brigsby: move action to move the storm onto the crab and the turtle Igfig: That's the slide-y one, right? Brigsby: Yes Brigsby: I also have a damage-y one but that's not out right now Brigsby: I'll sustain as a minor Igfig: BD might be in this zone too... not that that's a bad thing Brigsby: Can I position it so it's on the turtle and the crab, but not BD? Black_Dynamite: I'm in melee touch range Igfig: Doesn't it just slide? Brigsby: like, centered on the Turtle with the Crab in it as well? It's a Burst 1 type thing Brigsby: Yes Brigsby: You know what, yeah, whatever, I'll leave it on BD Brigsby: and I'll use Dancing Lightning Igfig: They're 5 away from each other though, so they aren't quite close enough for you to get both of them Brigsby: I thought you said 5 feet Brigsby: which is one square Brigsby: oh, you just said 5 Igfig: I just said 5 Brigsby: right Igfig: yeah Brigsby: I'll move the storm onto the Crab then Igfig: if you slide one of them, they can be adjacent to each other next round Brigsby: and instead of Dancing Lightning I'll use Howling Tempest Igfig: and the crab is already in the nice zone Igfig: ok Brigsby: on the Turtle Brigsby: because I don't want to hurt BD or anyone else in that area Igfig: Ok Brigsby: 1d20+11 vs Fort Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Fort: [3] = 14 Brigsby: nope Igfig: och Brigsby: but the storm is still made Igfig: Okay Igfig: Whatsit do? Brigsby: so the turtle will take 5 damage when it starts its turn Igfig: aight Brigsby: and I'll sustain the Hurricane Igfig: Ok Igfig: Crab turn? Brigsby: that's move minor standard, so yeah Brigsby: the crab is shifted 2 squares away from Thorn at the start of its turn Igfig: Toward the turtle? I think you can keep it in Hero's flame zone, too Brigsby: I do that Igfig: Oh, and there was ongoing damage from BD Igfig: 19 I believe Black_Dynamite: Yup Black_Dynamite: That's save ends by the way Igfig: And it is now bloodied Igfig: Who's closest to it now, d'you think? Igfig: BD? Igfig: still prolly BD Brigsby: Yes Brigsby: Everyone else is on the Skiff except Thorn, and BD was between the crab and Thorn Black_Dynamite: Yup Igfig: if brigsby's no longer in the air it'll swipe at him in passing too Brigsby: I'm not Brigsby: so alrighty Igfig: 2#1d20+13 vs: Brigs AC, BD AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs Brigs AC: [7] = 20; vs BD AC: [12] = 25 Brigsby: miss Black_Dynamite: Hit Igfig: 2d6+9 damage Fortuna: Igfig, damage: [2, 5] = 16 Igfig: and grabbed Igfig: you are now double-grabbed Igfig: and end turn with a saving throw Igfig: 1d20 Fortuna: Igfig, 1d20: [13] = 13 Black_Dynamite: CRAP Igfig: Oh, it takes 5 from Hero's firezone Igfig: next Heronius_Napalm: yayy Heronius_Napalm: thorn Thorn: Okey dokey, more thievery check. Thorn: 1d20+18 thanks to the aid from those elf guys who I'll probably kill less painfully now when I get hungry. Fortuna: Thorn, thanks to the aid from those elf guys who I'll probably kill less painfully now when I get hungry.: [2] = 20 Thorn: Well that was a lousy roll, maybe I shouldn't have added the whole eating thing. mib_kzj3gq joined #pwot_dnd. slim: Who wants to get my better internet? slim: What did I miss? Igfig: You splice together some split wires, but there's still something busted in there Igfig: Uh, more fighting, monsters about to play tug o Igfig: war with BD Igfig: Right now actually Igfig: The turtle is going to try to reel you in, BD... Brigsby: and so we continue the old tradition of "BD dies every other session" Igfig: 1d20+7 Fortuna: Igfig, 1d20+7: [18] = 25 Black_Dynamite: Not bloodied ye-.... Igfig: and the crab resists Igfig: 1d20+10 Fortuna: Igfig, 1d20+10: [20] = 30 Heronius_Napalm: oh dear Black_Dynamite: "This reminds me of my days in the tortu- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH" Igfig: and, uh, make a Fort save and a Str check Black_Dynamite: What's a fort save Black_Dynamite: 1d20+4 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d20+4: [14] = 18 Igfig: It's 1d20+(fortitude - 10) Black_Dynamite: 1d20+12 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d20+12: [11] = 23 Black_Dynamite: "MY LIMBS" Igfig: Okay, ouch Brigsby: your fort is 4? Black_Dynamite: No. That was STR Black_Dynamite: My fort is 22 Igfig: Add half your level to the Str check Igfig: ...still not enough though Igfig: well Black_Dynamite: And thus BD was ripped in half Igfig: I think it'll be, hmm Igfig: 2d8+2d6+5 damage Fortuna: Igfig, damage: [8, 2, 6, 5] = 26 Black_Dynamite: Aaaaaaand bloodied Igfig: Okay Black_Dynamite: "MY LEGS. WHERE ARE MY LEGS" Igfig: Oh, the turtle takes damage, right? Heronius_Napalm: sure Igfig: from one of those zones Igfig: Well, that's it then Brigsby: Yes, 5 thunder damage Igfig: BD's turn? slim: I have no idea what the turn order is at this point Igfig: It's posted on the map page thing Igfig: Black_Dynamite? slim: Yes slim: It is indeed his turn Black_Dynamite: Alright then Black_Dynamite: Is the ship almost repaired? Thorn: I'll have to go at least another turn at it. Thorn: Unless someone else repairs it. Black_Dynamite: In that case Brigsby: Can I just shoot some lightning in as a jump-start or something? Black_Dynamite: How far away am I from thorn probably? Igfig: Fiveish? Igfig: We should really have done this battle with regions Black_Dynamite: Arc of the flashing storm Black_Dynamite: 1d20+11 v AC Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, v AC: [4] = 15 Black_Dynamite: Ref I mean Igfig: Yeah, that might be possible Brigs Igfig: That appears to be a miss Black_Dynamite: Bah Black_Dynamite: Now I teleport over to Thorn Black_Dynamite: What do I roll to assist in repairs Igfig: Ah, nice Igfig: It's probably a Thievery check Igfig: as a standard action Black_Dynamite: ACtion point Black_Dynamite: 1d20+8 Fortuna: Black_Dynamite, 1d20+8: [13] = 21 Black_Dynamite: End turn Igfig: Aright, that's +2 Igfig: the elves also roll Igfig: 2#1d20+6 Fortuna: Igfig, 1d20+6: [3] = 9; 1d20+6: [10] = 16 Igfig: another +2 Igfig: total +4 for Thorn so far Black_Dynamite: Woohoo! Igfig: Hero turn? Black_Dynamite: Si Heronius_Napalm: wooo Heronius_Napalm: burn all of the things Heronius_Napalm: was one of them bloodied? slim: I am waiting for that crab.... Igfig: the crab is, yes Heronius_Napalm: Charm of Misplaced Wrath Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+12 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+12: [10] = 22 Heronius_Napalm: vs Will Igfig: Hit Heronius_Napalm: It smacks itself and is dazed Igfig: Heh Igfig: 1d20+13 vs AC Fortuna: Igfig, vs AC: [15] = 28 Igfig: hits itself Heronius_Napalm: +2 to the damage Igfig: 2d6+9 damage Fortuna: Igfig, damage: [6, 1] = 16 Igfig: or 18, okay Heronius_Napalm: slide it one square closer to the turtle. Heronius_Napalm: done Igfig: K Brigsby: my turn Igfig: Brigs? Brigsby: are they close enough to be in the same zone yet? Igfig: Yeah, I think so Brigsby: Alright, then I'll sustain the Tempest (damage storm) Brigsby: I'll use Dancing Lightning Brigsby: Hmm, I made the wording weird for this power, let me check the compendium real quick Brigsby: okay Brigsby: Dancing Lightning vs the Crab Brigsby: 1d20+11 vs Fort Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Fort: [5] = 16 Brigsby: guessing that misses Brigsby: which means fuck it, action point Brigsby: Thunder Bomb Igfig: yeah, that missed Brigsby: 2#1d20+11 vs Fort Fortuna: Brigsby, vs Fort: [11] = 22; vs Fort: [16] = 27 Igfig: Those hit Brigsby: 2d8+14 Fortuna: Brigsby, 2d8+14: [8, 5] = 27 Heronius_Napalm: by the way, the crab was dazed Heronius_Napalm: so you had CA Brigsby: Oh Igfig: True, but 18 still didn't hit its Fort Brigsby: didn't realize that Heronius_Napalm: right Igfig: 27 damage, not bad Brigsby: anyway, 27 thunder damage, Crab is immobilized and Turtle is slowed Igfig: Nice Brigsby: both until the end of my next turn Brigsby: and I think I have a minor left, can I make a shot of lightning to sort of assist on Thorn's next fix check? Brigsby: as a kick start or something? Igfig: Sure... it's crowded over there though, so make an attack roll as well as an Arcana check Brigsby: 1d20+11; 1d20+9 Arcana Brigsby: hmm Brigsby: 1d20+11 Fortuna: Brigsby, 1d20+11: [13] = 24 Brigsby: 1d20+9 Fortuna: Brigsby, 1d20+9: [4] = 13 Brigsby: 24 is the attack, 13 is the arcana Igfig: Your targeting is good, but your lightning doesn't appear to help Brigsby: ah, ok Brigsby: I don't know much about Arcana, it's just something that I kinda do naturally Brigsby: so that's understandable Brigsby: anyway, end turn slim: THe crab hisses and scuttles back, as if to plan its next move Igfig: (It's immobilized and dazed) Igfig: also it took damage from starting in a zone slim: It raises a claw, then stops and adjusts its eyestalks to look behind it slim: OK slim: Well then, it just kinda stumbles in place Igfig: It can reach... the turtle, I think slim: Suddenly, a large form leaps from behind cover and howls, landing hard next to the crab anfd flipping it over angrily before burying its face in the crabs softer underbelly slim: red slim: (I am bad at color) slim: It struggles a bit, but gives up as what you recognize to be a gratchslowly eats it alive Igfig: (it didn't have many HP left) Brigsby: ... I don't like this planet slim: Is the turtle mobile? Heronius_Napalm: don't break the immersion Igfig: Yes, but slowed slim: (haha. Slowed turtle.) Thorn: Oh hey, gratch. I was wondering when they were going to show up. slim: The turtle is visibly frightened by the new predetor, and begins to retreat to the safty of its shell, but yet another gratch emerges and begins to attack it hungrily Brigsby: these gratch are... more vicious than the ones I remember Heronius_Napalm: probably just a somewhat verdant state Igfig: ...Verdant? slim: The one finishes with the crab and turns on the adventurers, growling and moving forward slowly Heronius_Napalm: "Oi, you people owe us money!" Black_Dynamite: BD finishes putting his limbs back on and cracks his knuckles slim: You hear a partial screech from the turtle and a crunching as the other gratch bites its head off and chews Black_Dynamite: "Keep away from our crab." slim: The one that ate the crab ignores hero and continues towards the nearest edible being Heronius_Napalm: Is it an ally or an elf? Brigsby: "... BD, get on the skiff. Thorn, keep fixing, I'll Sirocco you on when it gets running." Thorn: Right, I've got a plan, may I take my turn? Heronius_Napalm: go ahead slim: You may Thorn: first, thievery. Thorn: Was it +4 or +6? Thorn: From the assists. Igfig: +4 total Brigsby: four, mine didn't help Thorn: 1d20+18 Fortuna: Thorn, 1d20+18: [2] = 20 Thorn: I hate reruns. Igfig: You are very lucky you had those assists Igfig: You drop a screwdriver and hear it rattling down inside Igfig: then a louder clunk as it bounces off something important Igfig: a light turns green on the dashboard Igfig: the skiff is repaired slim: WEait, are there any living elves still? slim: Or are tehy all dead? Igfig: Two, yeah Thorn: Two of them. Heronius_Napalm: 2 slim: Oh slim: OK Thorn: My plan was to now knock one prone and over at the Gratch. Igfig: Heheheh slim: Go for it Igfig: They watch the Gratch with terrified eyes slim: Just keep the other in mind when you 'betray them' Heronius_Napalm: I have my wand trained upon it slim: They point their weapons, but know they are outpowered Thorn: Unbalancing Trick to flank one with BD, and now action point for lots of stabbing and knocking prone. Thorn: 1d20+20 vs. AC adding Backstab as well. Fortuna: Thorn, vs. AC adding Backstab as well.: [12] = 32 slim: Hit Thorn: Since backstab seems thematically appropriate for the moment, plus the additionanl attack bonus. Igfig: "The awakening frenzy... so horrible to WHAAAAA" Thorn: 3d6+2d8+11 damage and he is knocked prone. Fortuna: Thorn, damage and he is knocked prone.: [2, 2, 3, 1, 3] = 22 slim: You stab one of the elves in the back of the ribcage and throw him in front of you so he crumples in front of the gratch Igfig: He's dead before he hit the ground Thorn: "What was that? You should finish your sentences faster." Thorn: " Thorn: "Never know when you might get cut off." slim: He tries to scramble to his feet, but the gratch is faster. Igfig: Oh, not quite dead slim: There is a flurry of blood, screams, and pieces of elf armor as he is eaten by the hungry gratch Igfig: The other elf's jaw drops "You... whayhoo.. ceath adrealtha..." Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+12 vs Will Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, vs Will: [14] = 26 Igfig: Hit Heronius_Napalm: His face gets a glazed expression slim: The second gratch has finished his turtle and is eying the other elf Heronius_Napalm: as he slowly walks toward the other gratch Heronius_Napalm: his hands are by his sides slim: Wait, who is walking?The elf? Heronius_Napalm: yes slim: Well, same deal. slim: The gratch goes at him like it hasn't eaten in months Heronius_Napalm: well, I was planning on tossing those elves out of the skiff later anyway Heronius_Napalm: so this saves me some trouble. slim: After a minute or so of munching the first gratch looks up, lets out a mighty belch, and nods Gratch: "Hello." Heronius_Napalm: "Greetings, I am Heronius Napalm XVI Heronius_Napalm: " Gratch: "I am Zedinachx." Gratch: "Thank you for your gift of elf flesh." Heronius_Napalm: Several Months ago, I met with a group of gratch in the depths of wildspace." Gratch: "Very tastty. The perfect pickmeup." Gratch: "Oh?" Heronius_Napalm: "They asked me to come to this planet and aid you in your struggle against the elves." Thorn: "And all together, we are Shetland Firestorm." Thorn: "Plus some more that aren't here." Heronius_Napalm: "..hmm, oh right... they are that indeed. Heronius_Napalm: " Brigsby: "A lot more that aren't here. Like. Most of the band." Gratch: "So," Gratch: "You are the ones that are to assist in liberating us from the elves, yes?" Heronius_Napalm: "That is what I said." Heronius_Napalm: "Of course, there is the matter of our payment." Gratch: "And... Sorry for almost eating you." Gratch: "Payment?" Heronius_Napalm: "No matter, had you attacked we merely would have vaporized you. Brigsby: "Ur Graxa's Fane." Heronius_Napalm: "Yes, in return for liberating you from the elves, we are to be rewarded with a sum of no less than 250 thousand gold pieces." Gratch: "Please, there are others who are hungry. Follow us." Heronius_Napalm: "To be paid in either cash, jewels, art pieces or other objects of equivalent value." Gratch 4kills and collects some animals and turns to go Heronius_Napalm: "Yes yes, take me to your leader and all that." Brigsby: Can we take the skiff? Add it to our ever-growing fleet? Other_Gratch: "That is kind of dumb of you, coming here during an awakening." Heronius_Napalm: "Not really our choice." Other_Gratch: Yeah, sure Brigsby: awesome Brigsby: One day I shall be Admiral Shireton Heronius_Napalm: "We are unfamilliar with your biological processes." Gratch: After a short walk (err.. skiff?), you arrive at what seems to be the gratch dwelling Thorn: "Plus it was where the tour took us." Gratch: "I shall return shortly/" Gratch 4takes the many corpses inside Gratch: We may want to stop here Other_Gratch: We should find a cliffhanger to end on Gratch: Be my guest Heronius_Napalm: Their leader is an elf!!! Heronius_Napalm: dun dun dun Brigsby: LOST Black_Dynamite: He was dead the entire time! Thorn: Their leader is that dwarf from the bar at the beginning of the game who cheated us! Brigsby: it was the plants who killed everyone! Heronius_Napalm: He died horribly! Heronius_Napalm: Suddenly Dragons! Thorn: He has since lost the lower half of his body, and is now carried around by that ogre security guard. Brigsby: Their leader is the dragon that we killed! Gratch: All of the above happens Other_Gratch: "So, what is this deal with 'liberation'? Did these elves... establish a colony?" Heronius_Napalm: I dunno Thorn: "Nah I'm pretty sure they're just trying to wipe your species out of existence." Brigsby: "Something like that." Gratch: "Wipe out what now?" Heronius_Napalm: "They destroyed the space ship before we could learn all that much." Thorn: "Isn't that what the big elf general said at the party?" Other_Gratch: "Ha ha ha. Not like they could ever do that." Brigsby: "You know Elves, though. Always bragging about things they couldn't possibly do." Gratch: "Indeed, indeed." Heronius_Napalm: Actually, I've seen their battleships. They could likely wipe out all life on this planet in a week from orbit. Heronius_Napalm: If they concentrated anyway Gratch: "Like that one who said he could outrun me during that awakening." Other_Gratch: "...They didn't, right?" Gratch: "The adrenaline made him all stringy..." Heronius_Napalm: What, establish a colony? Heronius_Napalm: "Sure did." Gratch: "?Wait, what?" Heronius_Napalm: also they seem to have quite a few satellites around this planet Gratch: "Where? One of their moons?" Gratch: "Nonsense!" Heronius_Napalm: wouldn't surprise me if there were industrial processes going on somewhere. Other_Gratch: "Oh, oh. Okay yes, just a colony. The way you were talking, I thought there was a full-scale invasion conquest." Heronius_Napalm: I can't remember if it is or not. Heronius_Napalm: history check? Other_Gratch: (It is) Other_Gratch: (a full scale invasion conquest) Heronius_Napalm: Ok. Heronius_Napalm: "no, there are plans for a full-scale invasion." Heronius_Napalm: "we heard it from one- actually two, of their generals." Other_Gratch: Uhm Other_Gratch: Wisdom check Heronius_Napalm: what kind of wisdom check? insight? Gratch: "Generals?" Other_Gratch: Straight wisdom Gratch: "Elves only use generals if they mean to harshly enforce law." Heronius_Napalm: 1d20+6 Fortuna: Heronius_Napalm, 1d20+6: [1] = 7 Gratch: "They would do no such thing." Thorn: 1d20+4 Fortuna: Thorn, 1d20+4: [8] = 12 Thorn: Hey BD, you've got wisdom, I think, or wait he's a stone fist monk. Gratch: Dudes. Gratch: I gotta sleep Brigsby: 1d20+3 Fortuna: Brigsby, 1d20+3: [20] = 23 Other_Gratch: Aha Brigsby: BOOM, NAT 20 ON THE DUMP STAT Other_Gratch: So those space stations were big. Not the sort of thing you could build in a warzone. Other_Gratch: And there were a lot of ships in orbit, albeit mostly on the day side. Other_Gratch: And the general you talked to seemed pretty cavalier about coming down to the planet Other_Gratch: The invasion isn't planned. Other_Gratch: It's already happened. Other_Gratch: This planet has been conquered Heronius_Napalm: "Excuse me, how long have you been... away?" Heronius_Napalm: "How long since your last... awakening?" Other_Gratch: And /that/ is a good place to stop for the night. Brigsby: I relay all this information to the Gratch Gratch: Alright dudes Gratch: Seeya Brigsby: alright, cool Other_Gratch: Night guys! Heronius_Napalm: night Heronius_Napalm quit.