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[Joben]

((Dwarmin, you amaze me. You have consistently put things in your RP that look like they were copied from my notes. Having to move camp was a possible plot hook I've had in mind for a while, although this big guy wasn't explicitly intended as the motivation. I'd been sorta wondering if I was going to have to use an exposition fairy to introduce it as a possiblity but nope.))

[Tiruin]

((Dwarmin is epic that way. He breaks any story by pulling the hooks himself.

Don't tell anyone...but he's psychic.))

[Dwarmin]

((Dwarmin, you amaze me. You have consistently put things in your RP that look like they were copied from my notes. Having to move camp was a possible plot hook I've had in mind for a while, although this big guy wasn't explicitly intended as the motivation. I'd been sorta wondering if I was going to have to use an exposition fairy to introduce it as a possiblity but nope.))

((I take it more as a compliment to your story making skills. I tend to roleplay games realistically enough, as in what to I would do in that situation. If your thinking mirrors mine, you like to keep your games intelligently plotted.

@Tiru: :I *Psi-slap*  ))

[Joben]

((Dwarmin, you amaze me. You have consistently put things in your RP that look like they were copied from my notes. Having to move camp was a possible plot hook I've had in mind for a while, although this big guy wasn't explicitly intended as the motivation. I'd been sorta wondering if I was going to have to use an exposition fairy to introduce it as a possiblity but nope.))

((I take it more as a compliment to your story making skills. I tend to roleplay games realistically enough, as in what to I would do in that situation. If your thinking mirrors mine, you like to keep your games intelligently plotted.

@Tiru: :I *Psi-slap*  ))

Thanks. I do try to set things up logically and forshadow things. Or at least put out info that might click into place for some players.

btw, I know you must be leaving soon. I wonder...if you have any ideas for stuff for this game, plot hooks, situations whatever. Would you drop me a PM? I think our brains work similarly on this type of thing. I welcome any input you might have.

[Hanslanda]

((Hey, I'm not dead! ))

Ripmaw sulked around behind the Great One, trying to reconnect with the rest of the pack. Though he knew the beast would probably have simply killed him on a bad day, Ripmaw's pride was still a little injured at being shooed off so easily. The others were in a great huff, trying to herd the nestlings away from the massive beast, and Ripmaw busied himself, using his reputation as a bully to help herd some of the more recalcitrant youngsters away with less effort than some of the nestmothers would have had to use.
Ripmaw turned for one final, long glare at the beast, and hissed under his breathe, "Next time." He turned away, to nurse his pride, and frighten the youngsters into compliance once more.

[Joben]

((It was a close call. If it had a slightly shorter temper...I rolled an attack against you to test his stats. He hit, was holding you in his jaws, and did 80 damage.

Turn tommorow. Shouldn't be late since Charlie's combat is all set and most of you are doing pretty much the same thing, I just want to polish the prose when I'm not so tired.))

[Dwarmin]

((@Joben: Did you get my recent pm by the way, or was it lost in cyberspace? O_o ))

[Joben]

((Ahh didn't see notice. Off to read it now))

[Hanslanda]

I rolled an attack against you to test his stats. He hit, was holding you in his jaws, and did 80 damage.

((o.O))

[GreatWyrmGold]

((It ain't called a Great One for nuthin'.))

[Joben]

((It ain't called a Great One for nuthin'.))

((Yes it's probably the most dangerous single predator in the gameworld and IRL one of the biggest land predators ever. At least 6.5 tons, about as much as 40 of you. A reasonable comparison would be a small dog like a Jack Russel Terrier vs a Tiger.))


Bestiary Entry:

Acrocanthosaurus - Great One
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acrocanthosaurus
40 feet long. 6.5 tons.
TL:DR Like a T-Rex, but bigger.

Spoiler: Details (click to show/hide)

Apex land predator in the area. Even a pack of Albertosaurus would rather not mess with one most of the time because no one wants to be the first to die. It preys on the big stuff, but will happily waltz over and steal your kills. Just because it can. It's not so big a whole pack has no hope of hurting it. But...don't take that as an invitation. This thing can kill with a single bite.

It has the standard Therapod bodyplay but on a huge scale. Large head with massive jaws. Relatively small arms. Long stiff tail for balance. Long muscular legs. Very tall, it's belly is above player head height. Back and upper neck have huge extra muscle and thick flesh making it's shoulders look bulky.

General Combat Notes:

Reduced damage to back and upper neck.
Moving at high speed is risky for this creature. A fall while running would be something like 6g decelration to the body. Broken bones could ensure.

IT can kick well while standing still, or moving very slowly. Can't jump-kick or kick while running. Enough muscle to charge and possibly flip fairly large creatures. Or grab and yank legs out from under them.

VS Player Combat Notes:

Heaviliy muscled core and back give it above average agility for a creature it's size; it can whirl around to face suprise threats and lunge about it's own bodylength.
When standing upright can only be hit in the belly or legs.

-2 Attack vs Player size creatures.

Bite Damage Multiplier: 20 (Egregious Damage)
(Over a 2 and the target is held in the jaws)

Kick Damage Multiplier: 10

Foreclaw Damage Multiplier: 5 (Prefers to graple with these)

General stats:

+1 Sense
-1 Stealth
+1 Cunning

[GreatWyrmGold]

Or a chihuahua versus a lion.

[Joben]

If the snatcher on the boulder is just watching, quickly rend the jugular of the prone snatcher.

If the snatcher on the boulder looks like he's gonna jump, sidestep so he'll land on his partner.

Innitiative: Charlie, S3, S2

The one up top hesitates so Charlie acts. He grapples the prone Snatcher with his claws and tries to rip it's throat. Flesh rips free in his jaws and there is a flash of arterial spraw which subsides as the Snatcher's blood pressure drops. A pool starts to form under it. This one seemed doomed, though it might have a few minutes yet to live.  It struggles and breaks your grip but is too weak to do more that. (Charlie Attack Cunning 2+1 vs 4-1-2. Damage 6+1) (Snatcher Grapple Cunning 5-1 vs 2+1. Success.)

Snatcher2 drops down while Charlie is distracted, trying to land on him. It just makes it, bearing him to the ground but accomplishing little else. It howls loudly in anger. (Lost the details, it rolled 1 on damage though)

Charlie sees another Snatcher, #4 approaching quietly from the NW, It knows it's been spotted and breaks into a run.


[Snatcher3 is Prone. bumped and bruised, and has a it's throat torn out. Bleeding 7/10]
[Snatcher Bleeding Save: 3. Fail 1/2 Until Faint: Lost an action. Bleeding 8/10]
[Charlie is Prone.]
[Charlie lost 3 HP. Burned 2 Stamina Fighting and 3 from getting hit.]
[Charlie is at 25 Stamina. He can no longer move at a pace faster than Jog.]

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Moonfang pondered on the wisdom as-said-by-Strider as she stared at one swaying patch of grass in the breeze. She easily understood his words, but the meaning...did she get what it really meant?

So this ones out for food...we didn't bring in much...

A thought clicked in her head...It would probably still be hungry...

The Hatchlings!

Get the pack away from This Great One!

Hooktoe followed Moonfang, hoping to help her with whatever it was she was going off to do.

Moonfang starts encouraging the Adult hunters on guard to stand further back and the mothers and fathers to take their young away. Hooktoe gets the idea and helps.

The pack hesitates, between you and Strider. He chirps "Do as my son and the Honored Hunter say. Look to them, they could well be your leaders in due time." (Cunning 5-1, 4+1,6+1 Excellent. lol the 3 of your could have made them do anything this turn.)

Cooperation ensures. Chicks depart with parents and youngsters to guard them out of the clearing and some way away downwind. The remaining adults of fighting weight are encouraged to step farther back and not to harass the Great One. Perhaps a fight will occur, but not today, not if the leaders have anything to say about it. Not over a few scraps of food. 

After the initial exodus you count about 20 total adults remaining within sight of the Great One. They will probably go too if any of you order them away. You are all near the center of the clearing. The Great one is eating near the NE edge.

Ironhide mutters to the other members of the pack. "We got a meal, that's all we needed from those Snatchers. We gain little and risk all if we oppose the Great One."

Step back. Try to bring any little ones foolish enough to approach back with me. Hope the Great One heads out after finishing its meal.

The bigger youngsters seem to have caught onto their elder's concern and go without much fuss.  Ripmaw arrives and helps...in his way. You help parents herd their chicks off to the SW and soon arrive at the tree line. A number of adults have so far remained behind and are loitering near the center of the clearing. The Great one is eating at the opposite side of the clearing to the NE.

((Hey, I'm not dead! ))

Ripmaw sulked around behind the Great One, trying to reconnect with the rest of the pack. Though he knew the beast would probably have simply killed him on a bad day, Ripmaw's pride was still a little injured at being shooed off so easily. The others were in a great huff, trying to herd the nestlings away from the massive beast, and Ripmaw busied himself, using his reputation as a bully to help herd some of the more recalcitrant youngsters away with less effort than some of the nestmothers would have had to use.
Ripmaw turned for one final, long glare at the beast, and hissed under his breathe, "Next time." He turned away, to nurse his pride, and frighten the youngsters into compliance once more.

You make your way back to the others. You join Ironhide in the effort to herd the little ones away. You are now on the far side of the clearing from the Great one. It is to your NE. To the Southeast the little ones and their guardians are entering the woods. A number of adults have so far remained behind and are loitering near the center of the clearing.

Eat, keep an eye on those little guys

The Great one finds about half a Snatcher corpse that hadn't been finished and pulling it into chunks proceeds to eat it. It looks up to make sure none of you have approached then it starts sniffing around in a slowly expanding circle for more meat.

At A Glance:

It's about 12:30
Location: Nesthome, clearing in the woods.
Wind is blowing from the North.

A Great One is in yer home eatin yer foods.
Ironhide and Ripmaw are sheparding littles ones off to the SW.
Moonfang and Hooktoe have pulled the remaining adults back away from the Great One.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Player: SeriousConcentrate
Name: Hooktoe
Sex: Male
Age: 7

Attack: +1
Cunning: -1
Stealth: +1

100/100 Health
98/100 Food
60/100 Stamina

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Name: Charlie
Sex: Male
Age: 11

Defense -1
Cunning +1
Stealth +1

58/90 Health
53/100 Food
25/100 Stamina
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Player: Tiruin
Name: Moonfang
Sex: Female
Age: 17

Attack +1
Defense +1
Stealth -1

87/110 Health
98/100 Food
59/100 Stamina

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Player: GreatWyrmGold
Ironhide
Sex: Female
Age: 29

Attack -1
Defense +1
Cunning +1

98/110 Health
100/100 Food
57/100 Stamina

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Name: Ripmaw
Sex: Male
Age: 7

+1 Attack
+1 Cunning
-1 Senses

100/100 Health
100/100 Food
100/100 Stamina

Thought for the day:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

[SeriousConcentrate]

(That's basically Hooktoe, who's so stupid he tends to think in today's terms. Rather anachronistic of him. XD)

"Come on. Keep it moving, nothing to see here," Hooktoe said, continuing to herd the adults away from the Great One. No need to kick that particular hornet's nest at this time.

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Oh, dear...I do not like that Great One's expression..."

Ironhide urges the little ones into the undergrowth, quickly, before the Great One decides to eat some Hunter on the side...
Keep an eye on the Great One, though.