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Dustan,
Sir Lootington,
Frank,
Durenadal, the
wall tiger,
Overseer, and
John.
(Continuing the trend of rolling "1" throughout recent combat,
Dustan (listed 1 on the player roster) is going first again. This . . . could get messy.)
Dustan is attacking slightly before his prone opponent, all tables as before
Dustan's attack roll: 3, Succeed!
Damage roll (1d6+1): 4+1 = 5!
Sir Lootington, HP: 0/13
Sir Lootington's shove-and-topple technique: 4, Succeed!
(I wonder if I can make
both of the above happen . . . )
Frank is trying to tackle and stab, so I'll focus on the tackle for now and use the basic results table
Frank's tackle roll: 6, Fail by succeeding!
My rules tell me this is a "hit an ally" sort of failure, so lemme check this . . .
Wall tiger's get-distracted-by-fresh-meat roll: 4, Succeed!
. . . Huh, okay, now let's get back to Durenadal with his thrown rock
Durenadal's attack roll: 5, Succeed weakly!
Damage roll (1d4-1): 3-1 = 2!
Wall Tiger, HP: 12/16
(Is dogpile the answer? Dogpile it is.)
The wall tiger advances with the predator's look of clear single-minded aggression. Speaking of which, Dustan and Sir Lootington.
Dustan lunges, intent on embedding his knife in Lootington's eye, disregarding all the latter's attempts at self-defence. Lootington flails his legs with all his might to kick Dustan away, but it's not fast enough! The knife descends!
Sir Lootington has been struck down!
Turns out that lodging your knife into someone's skull has a downside. Lootington's legs, bunched up beneath your chest, deliver a final spasmodic two-footed shove, sending you sailing backwards . . . and you drag his corpse with you! The two of you topple toward the wall tiger in a grisly, blooded somersault.
At the same time, Frank makes to tackle the enemy (I mean, the four-legged one) and deliver more violence, while Durenadal grabs another rock to throw. Frank winds up tackling him and the rock sails off to deliver a bruise to the wall tiger's shoulder.
It's a pile of four people, all at the snarling monster's feet, as Overseer and John advance with mining pick in hand.Take the food and run?
Result: 5, Succeed greatly!
The scent of fresh blood in the air is strong, surely stronger for a predator, and here these humans have dropped a leaky corpse at its feet. The wall tiger clamps its jaws on Lootington's upper arm, practically before he even comes to a rest, and turns tail from your bared weapons. It begins climbing right back up the wall!
Such a nice herd of humans, always bringing another meal. It will have to remember you.(I guess people in blue just die on this map. I guess
Dustan has a monopoly on player kills. I . . .
guess this is okay?)
Now, GM time:
Overseer (FallacyofUrist) and
John (ziizo), are you pursuing the creature-and-corpse in any way? I note that
Sir Lootington dropped his iron sword and lantern on death, but nothing else.
Sir Lootington (TankKit), you have died while some possessions are in your lockbox. Do you want to go on the waitlist? If so, do you want your lockbox contents to wait for you? Or do you want the rest of the team to loot your lockbox?