Turn Twenty FourPlayers:
SarronAsk Grek nicely if he could reforge my hammer into a two-handed sword.
{N/A} Grek complies, and takes your hammer. He begins to forge your newest instrument of death. ((Talking is a free action.))
Gragrar"Hey! Do either of you know what happened?"
{N/A} ((Talking is a free action.))
GrekDrink potion, help reforge hammer. With fire breath.
{5} Grek drinks the potion handed to him and keeps the vial. He proceeds to melt down the Adamantine Warhammer into a pile of *Adamantine Wafers. The dragon carries the Wafers to a small rock nearby, he uses his claws to dig a rough shape into it. Grek uses his fire-breath to melt the Wafers into the shape, as the liquid cools into the slightly asymmetrical shape, Grek pries it out. The weapon produced is an Adamantine Two-Handed Sword. The balance is terrible, the tip is a misshapen nigh-flat rectangle with the surface area of a human finger, the cutting edge is jagged, there is no cross guard, the hilt is bare metal, and the entire weapon seems to be brittle.
KlausShout Objection! at either the rock around the dirt or the lava.
{1} The lawyer takes a deep breath, holds it for a moment, then calls out at the highest volume he can manage "OBJECTION!". Instead of some divine force responding to his call, the laws of physics did. A large portion of the cave began to fall inward from the reverberations of his shout. {2} Klaus tries to dodge out of the way of the falling rubble, but one of his legs is caught firmly beneath a huge rock, {3} the leg might be broken.
ValentineSearch to see if my old body is laying around somewhere.
{5} As the disembodied thought bubble combed through the rubble, it spent a short while flitting from pile to pile. Valentine soon came across something odd. Two fingers sticking up from the rubble, Valentine was unsure of whether they were connected to anything else or not. Valentine can make out the corner of the Hut lying nearby.
Unknown HumanAsk the others if they know what happened to the hut.
Then try to stop the bleeding.
{6} You lean over to Grek and use a piece of your pants to wrap his wound. You fail to notice that there is a decent pile of dust and ash on both your pants, and the wound. It becomes infected.
YnotUse glorious electricity magick powers to manipulate the electricity inside the bear's brain in a manner that overloads the pain center. Head onwards.
{1} Ynot tries to figure out the complex neural pathways of a feral beast, then fry those pathways to make it feel intense pain. Suffice to say, he found the thyroid gland, overcharged it, and sent the bear into a completely uncontrolled, adrenaline-fueled, mindless, rage.
NPCs:
Arken{?}
Flora and FaunaGeoff{4}
'BLOOD! KILL! KILLKILLKILLLKILLLKILLKILLKILL!' Geoff lashes out at Ynot, teeth reaching for the lizard's throat, closing in on the kill. {3v1} Ynot ducks out of the way, narrowly avoiding having his head ripped off. Geoff lands and spins back to face Ynot. Preparing for another charge.
Spot/Listen Check:
{3} The cloud has settled, the group looks out to see that everything reaching toward the mountains to the East, has been obliterated, anything beyond was either lightly damaged or completely unscathed. There were small plumes of smoke that as they rose seems to trace faint trails through the woods.
Status:
Players:
Half-Dragon
Standing beside Unknown Human at a nameless pile of wreckage.
Holding a
*Steel Dirk*in Left Hand, and one potion of Cure Superficial Wounds in Right Hand. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Wounded Wing.
Infection.
Dabbling Weaponsmith. Speaks Common. Fire Breath.
Mighty. Flight. Immunity to Heat.
Klutz.
Basic Understanding of Dwarvish.
Human.
Crouching beside a pile of wreckage.
Wielding a *Bronze Warhammer*. Wearing +Pig Tail Leather Rucksack+ containing one Potion of Cure Superficial Wounds, one Potion of Unknown Poison, a hunk of Bronze with handle, and five slabs of Salted Boar Meat. Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Eel.
Slithering towards a village.
Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Missing Tail.
Three Deep Puncture Wounds. Negligible Bleeding.
Speaks Lizard and
Basic Dwarvish.
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
Standing at the back of Riverside Cave.
Wielding loaded +Oaken Crossbow+ with 28 Boar Bone Bolts in Right Hand. Holding -Bronze Dagger- in Right Hand. Wielding -Bronze Dagger- in Right Hand. Clothed in torn leather trousers, Warm Fur Boots, Warm Fur Cloak.
Unharmed.
Speaks English.
Novice Sonic attacks.
Human
Standing a short distance away from the pile of wreckage.
Wielding a
Massive Steel Strut. Wearing
Fabulous clothing.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Basic Understanding of Dwarvish. Speaks Elvish.
Skilled Swordsman.
Rebellion.
Griffin-Human
Standing a short distance away form the pile of wreckage.
Wielding
Adamantine Claymore. Wearing torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Mighty.
Competent Two-handed Use. Flight.
Magic Resistance.
Ice Magic Weakness.
Pleasantly Warm.
NPC(s):
Dwarf.
Standing over the entrance to the Bolthole.
Wielding Iron Mace. 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.
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*: Don't ask how the pool of sludge is in wafer form. The world is already cracked at the seams and Physics won't come out of the corner. She's been crying for
days.
The results of a five on that weapon may seem a bit harsh, but I do have reasons. There were no proper facilities, no experience, no guidelines. Not exactly the best conditions to learn the fine art of blacksmithing. It's also by no means permanent, you can fix it with either a combination of the following or a selection of your choosing,
- Re-reforging
- Addition of a leather grip
- Using rope/twine and a shaped rock to form a crossguard
- Anything you can think of