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In the forest just outside of a small farming village
Natascha [4+1] slices furiously at the vines, but doesn't manage to cut the one holding the archer before he's been smacked against the ground a few times. Upon cutting the vine, the archer falls unceremoniously to the ground in a heap. The pumpkin now seems rather angered and lashes out towards the other two members of the party. [warrior: 3] vs [3] The vines shoot out towards the axe wielding barbarian, who is too slow to get out of their way. The vines, however, seems to have overextended themselves and harmlessly bounce off of the warrior's chest.
Other vines shoot towards natascha. [vine roll: 3] vs [10+1: hoo boy] The vines shoot out at natascha, but she with a flick of her wrist they are swatted aside by her cutlass. When some more vines shoot at her from the side, she sidesteps and grabs a bundle of them in her hand. With the bundle of vines in her hand, she runs alongside the pumpkin, slicing a deep gash in the side. Then, using the vines as a rope, she climbs on top of the pumpkin and starts mercilessly slashing the thing from above. After a few moments the pumkin lets out a pained screetch and the top breaks, making natascha fall inside of the pumpkin. Moments later, the tip of a sword portrudes from the front of the pumkin, and natascha comes jumping out, completely wrecking the front. The pumkin breaks and sags to the ground, defeated.
In a certain Inn
Angus sits in the Inn, lamenting the fact that he had to sell the golden feathers on his wings to pay for his room. He closes his eyes, thinking about what he should do next. His train of thought is interrupted when his chair seems to simply vanish, sending him tumbling to the ground. He opens his eyes, and finds him in front of a gaint marble building. A man in a suit comes up to him.
"The council wishes to speak you, wear this." And hands him a pair of very dark sunglasses. Slightly scared of what is to come, he puts on the glasses and enters the building. Inside he finds three people seated at a table. On one side is a man in disco outfit, with a large clock hung by a chain around his neck. On the other is a skeleton in a very nice black suit with a hat. In the middle is a man, much larger than the other two, who emits a blinding light. The man with the clock speaks up first.
"Angus, baby, we're rather dissapointed in you. First thing you do after we release you from prison is crash into a village, killing lots of people!"
EIGHTY THREE TO BE EXACT
"right, and now you're just sitting in an inn doing nothing. Not groovy, baby."
"It is therefore that we have decided that we will send you on a quest for atonement. Henceforth, you will be send to Uskaria. "
THE BALANCE THERE IS UPSET. MAKE IT RIGHT AGAIN
"Indeed. Restore the balance of Uskaria, and we will allow you back into our ranks."
He begins opening his mouth to ask for further details, but once again finds himself falling down from the skies, with some kind of shield around him this time. Reaching absurd speeds, he sees the jagged peaks pass below him, over the citadel and belgrad. He seems to be falling towards a road, and can spot two figures up around the bend....
At some ruins
The bird doesn't fly from Nosegay's head, but taps his forehead twice with his rather large beak and then points said beak down the road. Nosegay, followed by the silently weeping Seanna, starts going down said road. After a good hour of walking, Tooh Kahn taps Nosegays forehead three times and points to a place around the bent in the road. Nosegays happy stride is broken when something falls from the sky and smacks into the side of the road, sending a huge cloud of dirt up in the air. It seems to be a man in a toga with plucked wings sprouting from his back.
In belgrad
Hole diggah sits in the park of Belgrad, enjoying the sun. His people shunned him for enjoying the sun, instead of living like a normal, upstanding moleperson and staying in the dark below. But this isn't so bad, he thinks, sitting in the sunlight is a thousand times nice than having dirt cakes with the family anyway.
At the battle of the bands
You stand at the side of the stage, awaiting your turn. On stage is a guy with a set of drums. He's pounding away on them and singing some sad wailing song while small thunderclouds flutter around him.
Once the stagehand announces your turn, you grab your guitar and walk onto the stage. The crowd cheers your stagename, clearly remembering your last performance, filling you with confidence. You start playing [6+1=7] the band immediatly forming up again behind you. It's not quite as good as last time, but the crowd is clearly enjoying your more upbeat song. The cowbell doesn't hurt either.
Once you're finished, the band dissapears again and crowd gives you a warm applause.
The stageleader walks up on stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, now is the time for the current rankings! Going for third place with 28 points, we have the BARD RANGERS! In second place, with 31 points, we have LANCE LOVEBODY. And leading in first place with 32 points, LORD. OF METAAAAAAAAAAL.
Now then, the next theme will be. GLORY. BLOODSHED. BATTLE. THE NEXT THEME IS WAAAAAAR! Musicians, prepare yourselves!"
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Topic: Uskarian Adventures : It's dead, Jim. (Read 80964 times)