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[Dermonster]

First off, forgo entirely the 'X turn is being written.' thing. It makes you be forced to double post and we can assume that you are doing so anyway. There shouldn't have really been a reason to use PM's, bu then again I might be the only one on the forum who uses the Email subscription feature on threads. Bla bla who cares.

Wear the ring, scavenge more crap for magitech and try to get somewhere meaningful.

[Urist McBeanie]

The reason I PM'd to everyone there was because I was editing a post, not making a new one.

[Xantalos]

Get a brain, two eyes, both intestines, and a whole skin if feasible, but if not, just a large patch, and some bones. Look around for anything interesting.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Read note.
Try to locate signs of life, since the signs of death are not helpful.
(Just watch, I'll roll a 1 and take the heat off of Falvich...Hopefully not...)

[Dermonster]

Fair enough.

[Caerwyn]

Falvich will crouch down and rest for a bit, keeping an eye out for that crazy soldier. Resume looting the corpses, too, dammit! Elves need LOOT!

[Urist McBeanie]

Nevermind

[mesor]

Put the armor on and continue heading towards the edge of the battlefield, Continue taking any good quality weapons and armor. Also continue taking any food or valuables I come across until my bag is full.

[Parsely]

Arms and a head.

[Xantalos]

Arms and a head.

It's a head on top of some legs. I think it needs a body.

[Urist McBeanie]

Arms and a head.

It's a head on top of some legs. I think it needs a body.

He got a torso in the last turn, but he accidently crushed the head.

[Xantalos]

Arms and a head.

It's a head on top of some legs. I think it needs a body.

He got a torso in the last turn, but he accidently crushed the head.

Ah. DISREGARD ME, CHILDREN, I CAN'T READ.

[Urist McBeanie]

TURN 5

Derm

Wear the ring, scavenge more crap for magitech and try to get somewhere meaningful.

Derm takes the ring and place it on his right ring finger, suddenly, the ring constricts around his, now broken finger. Attempting to ignore the pain he scavenge for more usable materials. [5] He finds several chunks of armor and weapons that he thinks will be suitable. Derm begins to walk in some random direction. [5-1=4] after a while, he finds a tree... then a few more. Soon he finds himself within a forest. The fog is much lighter here.

Groz Talvor

Get a brain, two eyes, both intestines, and a whole skin if feasible, but if not, just a large patch, and some bones. Look around for anything interesting.

Groz searches around for another victim and pulls out his knife once more. You know the drill. He manages to recover a [5] brain, [6] a whole skin, [5] and both intestines. [2] The remaining parts have received too much damage from the recovery of the other organs. [3] I'd say a collection of vital organs is plenty interesting.

Gweg Kenson

Read note.
Try to locate signs of life, since the signs of death are not helpful.
(Just watch, I'll roll a 1 and take the heat off of Falvich...Hopefully not...)

You read the note. It seems to be a soldier's letter.
My Beloved,
Tomorrow I go off to fight the legions of Vemalaaz. I hope I will be able to see you again. But now I am not so sure. Please, Remember Me? Afterward Gweg's heads into the fog searching for signs of life, [5] In the distance he sees a crouching figure.

Falvich

Falvich will crouch down and rest for a bit, keeping an eye out for that crazy soldier. Resume looting the corpses, too, dammit! Elves need LOOT!

Falvich crouches down to rest. [2] He doesn't see the soldier, but it may just be the fog. [1] It looks like Falvich just happened to rest in a spot devoid of corpses... too bad. [6] You're right elves do need loot, +trait.

Juba Freedmen

Put the armor on and continue heading towards the edge of the battlefield, Continue taking any good quality weapons and armor. Also continue taking any food or valuables I come across until my bag is full.

Juba dons the Chainmail Hauberk and uses his mental map [3+3=6] to head towards the battlefield's edge. He should reach it in 2 turns.  On his way he finds [5] a Maille Coif. [1] Unfortunately he finds no other valuables.

Atla

Arms and a head.

Atla once more attempts to create a pair of arms for his golem. [1] He accidently destroys the majority of his scrap supply. [3] But he does succeed in creating a new head, albeit of lesser quality. Regardless [3] Atla places the head atop his golem. He now has an armless golem, ready to obey his command.

Character List

Spoiler: Falvich (click to show/hide)

User: Caerwyn
Name: Falvich
Location: Hopelessly lost in the foggy battlefield
Race: Elf
Gender: Male
Traits: Dagger Blitz; Spindly; Elves need LOOT!
Occupation/Role: Rogue
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Lightly Chipped Dagger; Unidentified Dagger
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Health: Lightly Wounded
Magic: Empowering
Appearance: Falvich looks like a typical elf; - Green eyes and dark brown hair. Still, he's blessed with Elves' natural beauty and grace, easily turning heads, and...Lustful gazes.
Age: 84
Backstory: Falvich likes women, magic, alcohol, magical alcohol, and daggers. Money's always a plus, too. Magic money is a very large plus.

Spoiler: Gweg Kenson (click to show/hide)

User: GreatWyrmGold
Name: Gweg Kenson
Location: In the foggy battlefield
Race: Half-Ogre
Gender: Male
Traits: Overspecialised; Moral
Occupation/Role: Mercenary
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Greatsword; Tower Shield; Empty Sack; A Note
Alignment: Pragmatic Good
Health: Badly Wounded; Broken Rib
Magic: Wild Magic
Appearance: Big, looks like an unusually small, quick, and smart ogre.
Age: 15
Background: Gweg was a child who never knew his parents. He didn't need to, as it turns out. By the time his memories begin, he was living on his own, stealing bread and supplementing it with rats. By the time he was 7 (or so), he was almost as big as a full-grown human, and got conscripted into a noble's army for a holy war. He hated the war but the faith soaked in. He resolved to try to live a better life, and since has become one of the best mercenaries around. Sadly, everything else has suffered, all but his morals. He's tried to keep them from slipping away with the rest of his life, but slowly is growing aware of how this might soon become impossible....

Spoiler: Groz Talvor (click to show/hide)

User: Xantalos
Name: Groz Talvor
Location: In a fog-less clearing
Race: Dwarf
Gender: Male
Traits: Arcane Awesome, Old Bookworm
Occupation: Aspiring God Deposer, Mage in spare time
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Staff; Bladder, Liver, Left Kidney, Right Kidney, Pierced Right Lung, Left Lung, Heart, Stomach, Brain, A Human Skin, Big Intestine, Small Intestine; Knife; Leather Gloves; Leather Boots; Steel Breastplate; Hood; Unidentified Amulet
Alignment: Amoral (No alignment)
Health: Fine
Magic: Reality Warping, General Magic
Appearance: Groz is a very creepy-looking, thin dwarf. He has wispy beard things on his chin, eyes that shift color when you look at them, and a scary expression. Did I mention his face looks like a skull?
Age: 250
Backstory: Groz was studying one day in Dwarf Magic university when he realized that he was wasting his time. Why do this writing by hand when he could depose the gods and create a world where dwarfs have innate telekenisis? So far, he's only killed 3 high priests, and he figured he might as well join this army thing. Groz is rather impulsive.

Spoiler: Derm (click to show/hide)

User: dermonster (obviously)
Name: Derm
Location: Lost in less foggy forest
Race: Dwemer
Gender: Male
Traits: Dreams of the Dwemer. Heart of Lorkhan
Occupation/Role: Magical Mad Engineer. Or something. Hell if I know. Hell if he knows either.
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Shard of Steel, Three Large Chunks of Metal; Sack 1; Sack 2; Empty Sack; Golden Onyx Ring
Alignment: Chaotic Derm
Health: Severely Wounded; Broken Left Shin [Splint][Setting Improperly]; Broken Right Ring Finger
Magic: Magitechnology

Spoiler: Juba Freedmen (click to show/hide)

User: mesor
Name: Juba Freedmen
Location: Navigating the fog LIKE A BOSS
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Traits: Dimachaerus Fighting Style; Kill With Honor
Occupation/Role: Noble's Personal Guard
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Shortsword; A few coins; Exquisite Longsword; Sack; Chainmail Hauberk; Maille Coif
Alignment: Honorable
Health: Lightly Wounded
Magic: Restoration
Appearance: 6' 1" and well muscled, short cropped black hair and scars all over the front of his body that attest to his life spent in battle. Has dark red eyes which show no emotion.
Age: 23
Backstory: He was the son of a soldier who had guarded a noble for over 20 years, his father raised him and trained him to be a soldier himself and shortly after turning 17 he entered and won a sword fighting tournament and was rewarded with a post on a nobles personal guard and in the 6 years since then he has fought in over a dozen battles and won every time picking up many wounds along the way. He fights in a very distinctive style refusing to use shields and instead wielding 2 long swords.

Spoiler: Atla (click to show/hide)

User: GUNINANRUNIN
Name: Atla
Location: Lost in the foggy battlefield
Race: Construct
Gender: Not Applicable
Traits: Skilled with Staves and Polearms
Occupation/Role: Daemonic Warrior Monk
Equipment: Torn Clothing; Spear
Alignment: Corruption
Health: Very Lightly Wounded
Magic: Animation
Spell: Golem
Appearance: Currently an animated suit of black knight's armour that contains Atla's soul. He was never human to begin with, and as such it is imbued within the plates themselves, though he can easily swap them for others that he finds more appealing without the risk of scattering his essence. His body is covered in trophies which he carries and places on his  as evidence of numerous conquests in the past.
Age: 4,389 Years Old
Backstory: A young man loyal to the Dark Gods was attempting to create the perfect warrior, completely obedient and incredibly powerful. Unfortunately, he only managed to succeed in half of his endeavour, and he was dead before Atla had even finished opening his eyes.

[mesor]

Put on the coif, Continue my search for any weapons, armor, shields, food and valuables I come across on the way from the battlefield. The equipment must be undamaged quality or better, place it all within my sack. Make sure the short sword is on my right hip and the longsword slung across my back.

(( I wish I'd  taken a +1 to scavenging lol but hey I have a map at least which gives me an advantage over everybody else . ))

[GreatWyrmGold]

Approach crouching figure, sword drawn.