On the top floor of Bernie's inn...Tom tries to pull his dagger from the wall!
[Dagger mobility roll: 2]
It seems that the dagger isn't quite going to move that easily. It's stuck in the wall pretty tightly! He tries to pull with all his strength.
[Strength roll: 5]
Hah! It is no match for the full power of his spindly skeletal arms. Tom triumphantly goes looking for more stuff to loot.
[Loot roll: 1]
Well, there was this room around that had another full-looking chest. Tom goes over to find it. When he gets to the room he remembers housing the chest, it's empty! Huh. That's weird.
[Perception roll: ?]
He doesn't hear anything unusual around. Could the polar bear gang have left already?
In the basement of Bernie's inn...Luke makes his opinion on arranged demon marriages well-known.
"Doesn't sound like a bad way to go with me, sir, sixty years of love and children, followed by an eternity of sex, better than most endings.""Oh no, you misunderstand. The minions of the Demon of Love are not very sexually active. They're love-oriented, with screwing taking a very far second or third priority. Their minds are apparently reshaped at every transformation to fit their lover best, to create an ideal husband or wife. So, it's been theorized that they are essentially just vessels for their powerful demon master, with no real will of their own. They exist to bring it more souls and have very few real emotions aside from love. They love whoever their master tells them to love, and they do it with all of their demon-infused souls. When you become a demonic minion, any demonic minion, you become an essentially mindless tool to be used and abused however your master wishes over a short period of time. And you cannot escape your servitude. Ever.""Hm. Oh, and I forgot to mention, all doors and windows are boarded up, there's a stockpile of food up here, and I knocked a random building down with my hammer, any other jobs need doin'?"Yes, actually. Find me a virgin. Bring him or her here. Alive. Shouldn't be difficult, this is a mage competition, after all."Meanwhile, in the strange woods of somewhere distant...Vincent decides there's no point in fighting the vine and lets himself get pulled into the horrible, horrible light, hoping it's a portal of some kind.
It is, unsurprisingly enough. However, it seems to be a one-way portal, as a sufficient amount of heat is pouring out of it to turn pretty much anything into a melted, amorphous mass of nothing in seconds. It's rather painful, Vincent finds as he begins to really, really burn. His bones become blackened and covered in ash that may or may not be the remains of the top layer of his skeleton.
[Vincent will roll: 4+1]
Fortunately, he keeps unalive and conscious for long enough to try and prevent his horrid doom! Lucky him, he supposes.
Inside a treasure vault...Darren tries to lurk to the best of his ability!
[Lurking roll: 6]
He hides in a treasure chest and gazes at the room through the keyhole! Surely nobody would think of looking for a ghost in there!
[People appearance roll: 6]
Soon enough, the guy from before and two other people burst in through the door and begin pocketing all the valuables, obviously in a bit of a rush to get in and get out. It appears that a sword past the head does wonders for managing the lazy!
In the middle of a riot of two...Yorinnsud and
Mark just keep on strutting through the streets with maximum attitude, having nonverbally agreed to never speak of the yellow thing again. They look for killable things in the town.
[Search roll: 5]
They see a young fellow in white robes standing around in the middle of a street. Looks pretty clueless.
"Hello, my friends! Have you-"[Yorinnsud vs. Clueless Man: 6+1 vs. 5-
1]
[Mark vs. Clueless Man: 5+1 vs. 1-
1]
He doesn't get to finish the sentence before Yorinnsud stabs him through the belly, which is followed up with a spearhead through the eye and brain courtesy of Mark. The mage falls over, a look of surprise on his face. The two rioters go right past him and continue their exploration.
[Exploration roll: 5]
Another guy in white robes in the middle of
another street. Huh.
"Have you seen my brother? He's-"[Yorinnsud vs. Clueless Man 2: 4+1 vs. 2-
1]
[Mark vs. Clueless Man 2: 2+1 vs. 6-1]
Mark tries to slash at the fellow with his axe blade, but the dang eejit jumps aside before that can be made a reality!
"Why are you so-"A stab in the throat by Yorinnsud cuts him off. In a very literal sense. The two fellow murderers wander off, quietly tallying a score between them. 1-1.
[Exploration roll: 4]
They find three people, two women and a man, all three in white robes. Also clueless.
"Hello, good sirs! Have you seen our classmates? There was a bit of a teleporting mishap, I'm afraid, and-"[Yorinnsud vs. Clueless Man 3: 6+1 vs. 4-1]
[Mark vs. Clueless Woman 1: 6+1 vs. 3-1]
The two amigos perform a two-pronged assault - one through the clueless dude's lungs, the other through the clueless lady's heart. Both of them are highly unlikely to survive the next few minutes if by some stroke of luck Mark and Yorinnsud disappear in a puff of smoke and don't visit any more ultra-violence on them.
[Clueless Woman 2 reaction roll: 1]
The last clueless woman looks at the two killer undead in front of her wide-eyed. This all seems new to her, it looks like. However, she still tries to pull some magical shenanigans in the time she is given by the relative proximity of two other, better stab victims.
[Clueless Woman 2 magic roll: 4]
She blows at Yorinnsud, making the ancient warrior struggle to keep his balance!
[Yorinnsud balance roll: 6]
He does regain it, though. He regains it by taking a step forward and stabbing.
[Yorinnsud vs. Clueless Woman 2: 6+1 vs. 1]
[Mark vs. Clueless Woman 2: 4+1 vs. 6]
Yorinnsud's stab meets great success, impaling her heart in the most painfully horrible and messy way imaginable, then continuing on to sever her spine. The clueless woman goes into shock and meets a very quick end. Yorinnsud looks over at Mark, who was a bit slow on the draw and smirks. 3-2. Your move. Mark nods with understanding and they continue on along the streets.
[Exploration roll: 4]
After going in down a particularly long street, they end up at one of the better inns in town. There's two women, both dressed in white and gold robes, standing out front and looking frightened.
"I'm telling you, Bea, it was a terrible idea to bring them here! They don't know about the dangers of this place! What if they run into a bloodthirsty wizard who thinks they're actually participating!""I know, I know. Hey, you two over there! The skeletal chap and the... uh... other one! Have you seen any of our students? They're dressed in white robes, like us, but without the gold bits, and they're really confused and-"[Yorinnsud vs. Bea: 4+1 vs. 5-
1]
[Mark vs. Other Lady: 5+1 vs. 1-
1]
Yorinnsud only manages a scratch on Bea, who recoils in pain and horror, while Mark chops the other lady's head clean off! Bea stares at the corpse of her colleague as both undead advance upon her!
[Bea recovery roll: 6]
As she notices the approaching killers, she lets loose a magical spell of some kind!
[Bea magic roll: 5]
Both the undead find themselves blown backwards by a gust of wind as Bea gets her bearings!
[Yorinnsud recovery roll: 5-
1]
[Mark recovery roll: 1+
1]
Mark decides to let his good buddy whatshisname take care of this as he just chills on the ground. It's not like they're competing or anything, and he'll defend this claim to the death when somebody tells him he lost! Yorinnsud, meanwhile, charges at the slightly less clueless woman.
[Yorinnsud vs. Bea: 3+1 vs. 6]
He misses quite badly with his stab, giving Bea yet another good opening!
[Bea magic roll: 1]
Thinking quickly, Bea decides to launch herself away from these horrible people! She summons up a miniature whirlwind to take her away!
However, it turns out whirlwinds really aren't the best mode of transportation, as Bea is almost immediately flung off and into a nearby wall, falling to the ground in pain.
[Yorinnsud vs. Bea: 4+1 vs. 6-
1]
She rolls away as Yorinnsud tries to stab her and gets up, trying to put some distance between herself and the zombie.
[Mark recovery roll: 5+1]
Mark, meanwhile, decides to go and help his poor buddy. He gets up and strolls on over to Bea.
[Mark vs. Bea: 2+1 vs. 3]
His swipe with the halberd is barely dodged by the slightly elderly woman! Well, that's gotta hurt the ol' pride a little bit.
[Yorinnsud vs. Bea: 1+1 vs. 3]
Yorinnsud's pride is similarly injured by a slightly more embarrassing miss.
[Bea magic roll: 3]
Bea summons a nice breeze to cool off the combat. How nice of her.
[Yorinnsud vs. Bea: 4+1 vs. 6]
[Mark vs. Bea: 4+1 vs. 5]
Damn, the old bird is really good at dodging. Perhaps they need to rethink their plans.
[Bea magic roll: 3]
The breeze picks up a bit in strength as Bea struggles to concentrate. Mark and Yorinnsud go for a short thinking session to figure out their next move. Should they stab or should they slash?
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