Turn NineAttempt to bandage myself again. Bleeding is bad, mmmk?
Recalling the hole in his thigh, Tackov Cedtry decides to put an end to the bleeding, tripping over awkwardly, and uncomfortable failures at attempted small talk. He starts wrapping himself thoroughly with the strips of Whiz’s dress he recently molested away from the poor wizard.
Help Tackov with his wounds. Also, since no one else seems to have grabbed it, grab the dead sergeant's armor.
The aforementioned wizard clearly bears no grudges (he isn’t, in any case, even three quarters naked yet) – he wanders over to Tackov and stands there helpfully whilst failing entirely either to ram the stunty kobold’s magical armour down over his shoulders or to offer Tackov any helpful medical advice
Neither is surprising: he’s much too big to wear kobold armour and it would be difficult even for a thigh wound specialist to diagnose with any degree of accuracy with a suit of kobold armour stuck on his head and, importantly, over his eyes.
At least he’s finally got that damn bolt out of his face!
Sing gleefully.
Help Tackov with his bandaging if necessary.
"Tee-hee!" sings Gervedder the Apprentice Fool.
"Kobold went bye-bye! Ding dong, kobolds dead! Killed a lot, some got shot, jolly good times for all! Yee-hee "He cartwheels energetically over to Tackov and stands there gibbering and gesticulating until he’s sure the halflings aren’t paying him any attention.
He points helpfully at Tackov’s half-bandaged thigh.
"You should, you know, bandage that up or something."Lady Foxglove struts up to Mandro.
Bukkar walks up to EasilyManipulated McCaptain.
”Got any beer?” asks Bukkar Crangrom, towering over Captain Mandro.
”Hey, you’ve got ginger hair too!””It’s strawberry blond! Not ging-“"Don't mind those bleeding fools, good Captain Mandro," interrupts Lady Foxglove.
"It's my fault for hiring such poor excuses for talent. Perhaps in Nirila I might find some men more suitable for my… purposes. Anyway..."… … … … … …
…A few hours later, heavier by fifty Yuros and two of the finest breakfasts the village of Megden could rouse up before dawn, the six adventurers and Captain Mandro ride into the small town of Nirila with their halfling escort waddling along behind.
It’s a low, flat, sprawling wooden town along the banks of the slovenly river Immor, a wide river that meanders its way across the south of the main landmass of Istria and used for trade for as long as anyone can remember. With trade from the river, food from the plains, and more dangerous riches from the mountains to the east for the more adventurous, Nirila is a fairly prosperous place. It’s not exactly the centre of civilisation though, and has a reputation as occasionally being a little unsavoury.
The town spills over from the wooden palisades protecting the older, richer centre, and there are two focal points within: the stone castle to the north, and the docks to the south.
In between is the main square, where a semblance of civilised glamour is kept up – the finer merchants, good restaurants, tended trees and tidied benches.
Mandro reins up explains to his guests that he must report and where he can be found, and, after the adventurers dismount, rides off with his tired patrol.
Almost immediately a couple of morning drunks sidle up to Gervedder.
”Lost, your honour? Where you off to, your honour? Looking for somewhere? Someone? Eh? Nudge nudge? You be wanting directions, I reckon, eh? Spare us a green farthing, eh?”One of them loses interest as soon as he spots the half-dressed Medha.
”Hello…”Are you just not showing my terrible failure rolls of attempting to bandage myself, to hide my incredible shame at how poor they are?
No, I was just being very literal in that you said to bandage
people and then you rolled a 2 anyway. I can’t remember why I deleted everyone’s rolls though. I think I just couldn’t decide where to put one.
Perhaps I should use kobold body parts. Kobolthigh?
Stop it.
Name: Tackov Cedtry
Class: Wind Mage
Status:Health: [HP: 34/50]Abilities: Wind Blast I,
Wind Step I,
Squishy,
Sissy Slap FightInventory: Minor Mana Potion x1 Name: Whiz
Class: Whiz Wiz(ard)
Status:Health: [HP: 63/75]Abilities: Shield I,
Gee, Mr. Whiz, You Sure Are Fast! Obviously a Powerful Wizard,
It’ll Make You Blind!Inventory: Damaged dress, Crossbow, Unlimited Quiver,
Raider’s Armour.
Name: Medha Correo
Class: Curse Crafter
Status:Health: [HP: 39/75] |
Severed Rib! |
Severed Rib!Abilities: Bad Luck Curse,
Curse of the Fool,
Wandering Asshole,
Curse of the Curse CrafterInventory: Dagger. Half a dress. Bandages.
Name: Gervedder Vietzo
Class: Opportunistic Messenger
Status:Health: [HP: 61/75]Abilities: This Messenger Delivers,
Make Way for the Messenger! Important,
Stop For DirectionsInventory: Crossbow, Unlimited Quiver.
Name: Lady Foxglove Vainglorious the III
Class: Ravenhaired Crusader
Status: -1 Vanity penalty
Health: [HP: 75/75]Abilities:Opportunistic,
Honeyed Tongue,
Vain,
Self-RelianceInventory: Minor Health Potion x1, Crossbow, Unlimited Quiver.
Name: Bukkar Crangrom
Class: Ragin' Mage
Status: -1 Hungover penalty for 5 turns
Health: [HP: 75/75]Abilities: Ass of the Flaming Foot I,
Lightning Fist I,
Always Looking For a Fight,
Always Hungover Inventory: Minor Health Potion x1
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