Turn Twenty SixPlayers:
GrekPut tube over mouth.
Breathe fire
See if I made a rocket.
{3} Grek takes the tube and lines it up with his mouth, he starts breathing a small amount of fire through it. The recoil is surprising! It destabilizes Grek {2} and he falls to the ground.
KlausSee if I can use rock to chip away at the rock surrounding the dirt. If so, do so. If not, try to put my leg back.
{2} You find a loose bit of rock around the size of your hand. The dirt patch is beyond your reach without moving, so you try to shove your leg back into socket. You steel yourself, and with a forceful shove {4} it slides back into place, you grit your teeth and resist the urge to scream.
GragrarContinue towards the voice I believe to be Arken's.
{N/A} You make progress, but are stopped when you come across one of the new gorges, unsure of how to proceed.
Unknown HumanPoint out the light to the others
{N/A} You point ahead toward the pile you saw the light on, and call back to the group scavenging behind you, "What's that?!"
ValentinePractice that psychic shout.
{1} Valentine tries to call on that same volume he commanded before. Instinct told him to take a deep breath, but lack of lungs, lips, or a diaphragm killed that idea. Valentine then sent a mental signal at the highest "volume" he could manage, which was a slight "eep".
YnotDRAG THE BEAR TO THE VILLAGE, LOGIC BE DAMNED
{1} You try to pull Geoff back to the village, but you lose your grip. Polar bears are heavy.
SarronFollow Grek
{N/A} Ya' did it.
NPCs:
ArkenReturn of the Dorf
{N/A} Arken limps up to a rock near the center of the plateau. "
Well? Ya' asked me here. Show yerself!"
Flora and FaunaGeoff{
5} Geoff lunges at the eel that had finally gotten out of his fur, Geoff feels the lizard's throat between his teeth. {
4v1} Geoff bites down, and wrenches his head back, tearing out Ynot's larynx, trachea, and ripping three major arteries. This polar bear likes the taste of reptile.
Spot/Listen Check:
{1} The other's are all busy with something or other, but Valentine would have to be deaf to not hear the disproportionately loud call of Arken. The prodigal dorf returns.
Status:
Players:
Half-Dragon
Sitting near a 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.
Bleeding out on the ground beside a bear.
Clothed in torn leather trousers.
Missing Tail.
Three Deep Puncture Wounds.
Torn Throat. "Geyser o' Blood" 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.
Sore Left Leg.
Speaks English.
Novice Sonic attacks.
Human
Standing beside a collapsed tunnel.
Wielding a
Massive Steel Strut. Wearing
Fabulous clothing.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Basic Understanding of Dwarvish. Speaks Elvish.
Skilled Swordsman.
Rebellion.
Griffin-Human
Flying over wreckage.
Wielding
Adamantine Claymore. Wearing torn leather trousers.
Unharmed.
Speaks Common.
Mighty.
Competent Two-handed Use. Flight.
Magic Resistance.
Ice Magic Weakness.
:
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.
:
Polar Bear
Standing on a snow encrusted bank.
Eel Throat.
Unharmed. Covered in blood.
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In case you're wondering, read the acronyms on those rolls─The numbers themselves─, that sums up my opinion of the Ynot situation pretty well. I believe you have one turn left at that level of blood loss until death.
F*ck. New poll incoming. Possible controversy incoming. I'm going to go have a cinnamon roll.
Poll
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