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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #195 on: January 29, 2016, 08:28:47 pm »

Sjig nodded slowly towards Miya, his ears flaring upward and twitching as he slightly pulled away. "Yesssss.... There is no deserve in this world there is only have. Yes is good to be have yes? Is not know why is only know does. Is not know care why is only care does. Is not fail if survive. Success is what you make of it such and there is no failure and no trickery and no kill yes please?" Sjig says incredibly slowly (by his standards at least) as he slowly pulls Naks still sleeping body, trying to slide across the deck so that the gorgon is between him and Miya.
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #196 on: January 29, 2016, 08:31:46 pm »

Sjig nodded slowly towards Miya, his ears flaring upward and twitching as he slightly pulled away. "Yesssss.... There is no deserve in this world there is only have. Yes is good to be have yes? Is not know why is only know does. Is not know care why is only care does. Is not fail if survive. Success is what you make of it such and there is no failure and no trickery and no kill yes please?" Sjig says incredibly slowly (by his standards at least) as he slowly pulls Naks still sleeping body, trying to slide across the deck so that the gorgon is between him and Miya.
Miya seems to notice what your doing and looks at you in a questioning tone yet still nervous voice
Do you n-need help with him?
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #197 on: January 29, 2016, 08:53:13 pm »

"Hahahahahahah is please no I have no issues this beast is fully under my control and certainly does not have issues with locomotion pertaining to it's state of awakness or asleepness or abetweennessity hah hah hah my will will make it move as quick as possible by it's muscular system at the shortest warning of threat from any and all angle seen and unseen and possible or impossible and perhaps even quicker then that and the only reason it seems to be clumsy and slow right now is because I am simply pretending in order to lure my enemies into a false sense of security to think that they could attack me in a moment of weakness and it is not in fact that moment of weakness being manifest."
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #198 on: January 29, 2016, 09:07:58 pm »

Um.....let me help you with s-something.
 Use the orb of happiness on Sjig.
« Last Edit: January 29, 2016, 09:24:18 pm by AbstractTraitorHero »
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #199 on: January 30, 2016, 02:39:48 pm »

Um.....let me help you with s-something.
 Use the orb of happiness on Sjig.
Consume the happiness.
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #200 on: January 30, 2016, 02:40:48 pm »

Um.....let me help you with s-something.
 Use the orb of happiness on Sjig.
Consume the happiness.
Do not let him eat the orb if that is what hes doing.
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #201 on: January 31, 2016, 02:58:37 pm »

*Pokes the thread with a cutlass*
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #202 on: January 31, 2016, 02:59:55 pm »

((Yeah, sorry about that. VARIOUS THINGS have gotten in the way, but I shall attempt to rectify that forthwith.))
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #203 on: February 01, 2016, 01:05:47 am »

((Dammit! I just got back today.))
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #204 on: February 01, 2016, 03:41:39 am »

((Hah, sorry about that too.))
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #205 on: February 01, 2016, 11:17:45 am »

Um.....let me help you with s-something.
 Use the orb of happiness on Sjig.
Consume the happiness.
Do not let him eat the orb if that is what hes doing.
Nah, I'm just capturing, melting, and eating the waves of happiness that you're sending to Sjig-Nak.
« Last Edit: February 01, 2016, 11:19:26 am by ATHATH »
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Prologue: Survey]
« Reply #206 on: February 01, 2016, 08:00:08 pm »

Turn 0: Democracy


"S-sorry sir, I won't do it again..."

Fall back to the age-old koboldish trick of cowering and hoping that whatever is mad at you is merciful. If the gorgon is about to execute me or something, jump off the ship and use an updraft of wind to slow my fall. Otherwise, look out over the bow of the ship and look for interesting stuff.

Note to Self: PvP is a no-no (that was a 16, though... Did they just roll well on their saves?).
((It just wasn't a feasible action. Using song magic to achieve a totally different effect than what you're singing about without its subjects realizing it would be roughly akin to lighting a campfire in order to burn people nearby without them realizing it, or pretending to fight one person with a sword while actually battling several others without them noticing. Shades of indirection or subtlety are possible, but this was way too much to have a chance of succeeding.))

"That's the spirit!" Gruelfist beams, gently slapping you on the back. "And we didn't even need any damaged property, eh?" he adds to a still-smoldering Blacktongue.

(that was a 16, though... Did they just roll well on their saves?).
((I also got a 16 and you saw how much that helped me. Being too ambitious seems to mean autofailure no matter how good the roll. I didn't think simply making the ward more stable as well as making it bigger was too ambitious, but live and learn I guess.))

Omuz quietly stews in his failure, adding nothing to the conversation.
((Yeah. The roll still affects how exactly it goes, but if you try to do more than you can, obviously there's no way to properly succeed.

In the ward's case, you were taking your old ward significantly modified by magics you're unfamiliar with, which changed its "shape," so to speak, and then tried to magnify it well beyond what you were capable of. A bit like building a hut, having an engineer turn it into a hut on arch-stilts, and then trying to renovate the hut into a reinforced mansion. "Larger and stabler" could have worked, messing with a modified version still could have worked; larger and stabler than you were capable of using a modified base form was just several degrees beyond your ability.))

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Malacent's inbuilt imp-brand self-preservation instincts flared up when someone first decided to make Princess Blacktongue her own personal hurricane then pissed her off with some song about love - that seemed to be laced with magic judging by the captains' reaction. "So... How about the vote, huh? We need to get a decision before the ships run out of power."
"Indeed! Dreadfully rude to our passengers, to begin our expedition stranded several miles from our site in beast-infested jungle!"

"My friend I must insist..."

"Absolutely not!"

"Well now! I was merely about to point out-"

"My friend I must insist."

"ABSOLUTELY! NOT!"

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Blacktongue withdraws into a thoughtful, pouting frown as you mention the issue of distance.

"If I might point out, not all visitors will be blessed with skyships. That said, it is true that navigating this terrain in anything but will require more resources than might be worth the lack of investment."

"Our friend here is quite eloquent! Truly, what matters more than ravening beasts clawing at the very gates!"

"I suspect we will have no lack of clawing at the gates regardless."

Um.....let me help you with s-something.
 Use the orb of happiness on Sjig.
Consume the happiness.
Do not let him eat the orb if that is what hes doing.
Nah, I'm just capturing, melting, and eating the waves of happiness that you're sending to Sjig-Nak.
Sjig feels a gentle happiness creep into him, low-key and slow but undeniably there. He imagines hanging out with the orb for long periods of time would act as a sort of opiate, improving his mood artificially.

Then the feeling fades as the kobold starts making slurping motions and noises between Sjig and the orb. It's going to take a while to gain it as an element, though.


"Well then, my esteemed colleagues. It seems we have a choice to make!"

"Indeed! Let's get to it then. I believe we were considering Glory Hill, a bit of swampland, and whatever the good lady recommends?"

"Strictly speaking, we were considering all of them, but yes, the hill and the swamp were our two immediate contenders. We've had some... rather vocal support for the hill and wines, though it's ultimately the decision of the governors to decide."

"Come now, the best leadership is a democracy! A voice for all!"

"Your men assure me they'd like to run away."

"Nonsense! They're merely looking for the proper inspiration!"

Gruelfist gives a nod that says he'd been expecting that.

"We should inhabit the giant tree," Blackfist finally said. "The leadership will inhabit the tree proper, the dross can cluster about its magnificence."

Gruelfist gives a mildly surprised look. "A sound proposal, but there are other ways to accomplish such a thing."

"Nonsense! The commanders should be in the thick of it with their men!"

"There are other ways to put dross in their place, but none so obvious or irreproducible. As I believe we've established, we can acquire anything but magnificence anywhere else."

Gruelfist purses his ample lips.

"That would put us at a bit of an impasse. We're going to have to compromise eventually."

Blacktongue snootily turns her nose up. "Make me an offer."

"If we inhabit a bit of dry ground in a swamp, the peasants will have to live in a swamp while we decide who lives on dry ground."

"You'd hardly be able to tell."

Gruelfist sighs. "A fortified hill it is, then."

"Easier to throw miscreants into the pit anyway." She glances briefly at the omnibold.

"That's the spirit! Adventure! Danger! A shining beacon of courage above a sea of thrashing blades!"



The two great ships advance on the hill, setting down and prying loose their living and nonliving cargo on its cramped summit. Gruelfist and Bollwheel then take to the skies to recover the missing colonists and their gear.

[4, Malus] Unfortunately, leaving unarmed colonists alone in a hostile jungle apparently has some drawbacks. While the ships were away, the trail was attacked by ferocious beasts. The lumberjacks manage to drive them off, but not before a lumberjack, mason, and channeler are dragged off and eaten by wild beasts. Bollwheel leads his mushrooms on a heroic rescue effort, but find nothing.

[14, Good] On the bright side, the equipment they couldn't take with them is in relatively good shape on board the thoroughly flooded vessel, and Gruelfist has little trouble retrieving it from the now-watery depths.


Camp is quickly established, with low, oily tents set up for everyone, supply crates and barrels stacked to provide shelter from the wind, and nothing whatsoever successfully done about the endless, endless rain. Well, perhaps not quite nothing; after some discussion, holes are put in the bottom of the two stationary ships, allowing rainwater to flow out of them and important supplies and people to be houses within them. Blacktongue immediately seizes Bollwheel's ship, who declares that it's good to be out in the wilds with his men, and uses it to house herself, the bureaucrats, and Malacent. Gruelfist similarly uses his own vessel to entertain a cycling roster of hunters.

The wizards are largely left to their own devices for the coming week; Blacktongue seems to like having Malacent on hand as a simpering adviser, but doesn't ask anything of him.

It seems your stay has begun in earnest. You can perform two major actions in the coming week, as well as however many trivial things you can get processed before the turn proper.


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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Turn 0: Democracy]
« Reply #207 on: February 01, 2016, 08:22:01 pm »

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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Turn 0: Democracy]
« Reply #208 on: February 01, 2016, 08:27:32 pm »

.....u-um...any idea w-what i can do?
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Re: The Expedition Arcane [Turn 0: Democracy]
« Reply #209 on: February 01, 2016, 09:32:00 pm »

After hiding with his thoughts for half a day, Mongo rallies and commandeers the efforts of a handful of laborers.

"You three, I need a circle of tents set-up over this way ... Yes, you! Do you want the infirmary exposed to the rain? I can't heal like this. Ah- You, there! Find where the medical supplies are hidden.

Hurry it up. Someone has already managed to hurt themselves, I'm sure of it."


Minor: With the help of a few non-lumberjack laborers, set-up eight tents in a circle; declare it to be the infirmary, and get medical supplies sorted out. (My own tent will be very closed to the infirmary).
Major: Wait at the infirmary for the inevitable flood of casualties.
Major: Help with the anti-rain ward as a channeler.
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