Turn EighteenPlayers:
YnotONWARDS!
And yeah, let's train teslamancy harder. Grab a cloud with a lot of charge and throw it at the village.
{4} Ynot grasps a cloud at the fringe of the storm, pulls it towards himself and tests it for charge, finds it almost fully loaded. Less than a minute until a bolt of lightning would have issued forth. Ynot proceeds to launch it with all his magical power toward the village. {5} Direct Hit! The jet black ball of evil and electricity slams directly into a house. The house explodes in a fireball of splinters, meat, bones, and ashes.
JoshvBorkGoddammit! Stab josh in the fucking face with both George and Martha!
Smash my hammer into his back and stab him with my sword, work the blade around inside him to destroy organs.
{4} Bork quickly twists his body and viciously stabs Josh in the f*cking face repeatedly! Stabbing out both eyes.
{4+1} Josh attacks Bork with a wild abandon and fury! He rips Bork's stomach out of his body with his sword. The Decapitator crushes Bork's Left False Ribs, one of the bone shards stab into Bork's Left Lung, puncturing it.
BlenkMutter secretly and gather materials.
{3} Blenk tears all of the handles from the cabinets and takes multiple small shiny things around the cabin. Then begins assembling them.
Unknown HumanLeave the hut and explore the surrounding area.
{N/A} Unknown Human leaves the Hut and starts to walk around the area to see what he can discover. {5} You notice the Storm has subsided to levels that are uncomfortable but not fatal, you see rolling hills leading on toward another smaller belt of mountains in the far distance beyond the River. You also notice a town situated in a valley between some of these hills.
KlausRe-enter cave, hoping that the wild animal doesn't follow. Pray for the god of Order and Justice.
{N/A} You walk back into the cave. {1} You pray to the God of Order and Justice(that is literally his name. Pompous bastard....) but he refuses to answer. Stating annoyance at this particular area's sudden dependence on powers Divine.
GragrarLook for my steel strut outside for a little bit, if I don't find it, return to the hut.
{6} You walk outside in and collect your strut, carrying it over your shoulder, then heel-face-turn and walk back into the Hut.
GrekChat with Arken. Figure out why I'm here, if possible.
{2} *****
Valentineshow Bork Josh's thoughts; hopefully giving him an advantage in battle.
{N/A} You succeed in sending all of Josh's thoughts to Bork, with a small delay.
A.I. {**} SarronI continue to build the fire.
{1+1} The tree beside you bursts into flame.
NPCs:
ArkenAsk Grek what he's doing here and how he got here.
{5} Grek actually understands what you're saying. He learns a basic understanding of Dwarvish.
Spot/Listen Check:
{4} ***
Status:
Players:
Half-Ogre
Standing in the Hut.
Clothed in torn leather trousers. Holding shiny things and sticks.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Adequate Healing.
Dabbling Nature Control/Druid.
Novice Terramancer.
Half-Dragon
Standing in the Hut.
Holding a
*Steel Dirk*. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Fire Breath.
Mighty. Flight. Immunity to Heat.
Klutz.
Basic Understanding of Dwarvish.
Yeti
Standing inside the Bolthole.
Wielding
Decapitator in Right Hand. Wielding *<<+Steel Bastard Sword+>>* in Left Hand. Clothed in torn leather trousers and Steel Vambrace on Left Forearm*.
Molten Slag coating Left Rear Calf. Deep Gouge in Left Rear Calf.
Missing Left and Right Eyes.
Speaks Common.
Mighty.
Agile. Resistance to Cold.
Low I.Q.
Maimed.
Blind.
Human.
Walking around outside the Hut.
Wielding a *Bronze Warhammer*. Wearing +Pig Tail Leather Rucksack+ containing two Potions of Cure Superficial Wounds, one Potion of Unknown Poison, and five slabs of Salted Boar Meat. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Eel.
Slithering into a Tundra.
Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Missing most of Tail.
Novice Teslamancer.
Human.
Lying inanimate in the Hut.
Holding a -Steel Warhammer-(+2 bashing damage). Holding a (very) roughly cup-shaped piece of metal filled with ice. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Weakening Cold.
Speaks Martian and Common.
Novice Telepath.
Novice Telekinetic. Thought Bubble.
Human.
Lying in the Bolthole.
Holding
George,
Martha, and
Ted. Wielding
WHY THE HELL IS IT NOT WOODEN. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Missing Stomach.
Broken Left False Ribs.
Punctured Lung. *Absurd Bleeding.
Speaks Swedish.
Mangled innards. Incapable of Movement.
Winded.
Human
Standing inside of Riverside Cave.
Holding Two -Bronze Daggers- in Left Hand. Clothed in torn leather trousers, Warm Fur Boots, Warm Fur Cloak.
Unharmed.
Speaks English.
Novice Sonic attacks.
Human
Standing in the Hut.
Wielding a
Massive Steel Strut. Wearing
Fabulous clothing.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common. Speaks Elvish.
Skilled Swordsman.
Rebellion.
Griffin-Human
Sitting under a Flaming Tree.
Wearing torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Mighty.
Competent Two-handed Use. Flight.
Magic Resistance.
Ice Magic Weakness.
Pleasantly Warm.
:
Dwarf.
Digging in the Snow in search of Bolthole.
Wielding unknown weapon. Holding wooden knife. Clothed fully in leather clothing and one Steel Pauldron on Left Shoulder.
Moderate Burns covering entire face.
Deep Gouge in Left Shoulder.
Speaks Dwarvish.
-~-~-
Yes, your petty and slightly annoying catfight has actually escalated to the point where it gets its own heading. Also because I'm ninety percent certain one of you will not be leaving alive.
Because this will come up more often, I'm sure of it. Whenever two people who don't understand each other try to converse, I'm just going to take the best of the language rolls.
*: I've been pretty lenient about blood loss and pain's effect on gameplay, but that much trauma is going to do something. You need to roll a saving throw to see if you pass out next turn. Next turn saving throw for death. Two turns from now and you are simply dead, and those things are if your condition is maintained. Changes will be made if you get even more f*cked up, or if you get healed.
**: I didn't roll for this one. It just fit with your last three turns so I figured I would just go with it.
***: There is nothing for you to notice. Instead of seeing some irrelavent detail like grass, berries, or something equally filler. You can ask me a question of your choosing about your surroundings and I will answer it to a certain degree, it is a four. By "you" I mean every single one of the players that cares to ask/has anything they want to know about. I will post the answers in a seperate reply that has now been formatted for just such an occasion.
Edit: I forgot some of Bork's modifiers. Apologies. This many characters has proven a tad overwhelming at times.
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