Turn 35UPGRADE my CROSSBOW
3- Your crossbow now supports the maximum number of modifications. Please either do something else, or get a new crossbow. Getting a new crossbow will render all your modifications invalid.
This message brought to you by the Ordo Crossbowitus of the Imperium of So-Not-Something-To-Incite-Legal-Action-We-Cool-GW? Okay-Cool.Take the arm and attach it to where Errol's leg used to be.
The arm is no longer here. It appears to have gone. In the spirit of fairness, the Lord of All Creation and All Round Awesome Dude allows you to attempt to set about rendering the wound harmless.
5- You cauterize the wound, stopping the bleeding, and neutralize the pain through highly illegal drugs that the town has a worrying supply of. Errol is no longer bleeding, and his 'blown your own leg off' stat changes from -2 to anything to -2 to movement. Thank goodness. His leg's still gone.
I use my illusionary powers to improve Frelock in a way he decides. Frelock, could you please do something about my bruises? I don't think they're going to heal on their own.
5- Hm. Frelcok appears to have implied a big 'ol 'fuck you' there, pal. Pity, to. So, instead you make it appear a giant bull is growing out of Frelock's head. Frelock now
appears to have a giant bull growing out of his head.I heal Errol.
5- A quick trip to the cemetery produces a barely dead leg that you quickly sew on to Errol. Normally, this'd do nothing, and quantum is nowhere to be found. But you quickly forcibly drag a priest to the scene and make him pray. His God appears to have nothing better to do, and the leg is fixed! The town is getting pretty tired of your shenanigans. Reeeeealy tired.
I attempt to rid myself of my blasted headache.
6-1- You quickly take a trip to the drugstore, and take some healing herbs. Seriously now, they saw that. This shit
http://www.bay12games.com/forum/index.php?action=post;quote=860209;topic=33874.1440;num_replies=1461;sesc=65b3165d18b86e6ae951c1db8ad777cahas got to stop or the town as a whole is going to get so pissed.
Knowing that Gruffybears will be able to land on his own, I'll visit the seers place.
5- You decided to leave Gruffybears to die and visit the seer. Ducking inside, you quickly cross her palms with silver, though not in the manner in which she expected. Your silver tongue quickly makes it clear she'd better start seeing right fucking now if she wants to see anything in the near future. She just laughs, claiming she predicted you'd say that, but'll do what you say nevertheless. She asks you if you're here about Gruffybears. You say no. She goes into a spiel about how to save him, but you zone out rather quickly. Giving up, she instead tries to do some actual seeing for once, and looks into your future. You wait eagerly, then leave disappointed as she screams "what is this I don't even!" and collapses. Disheartened at this pathetic reference to a dated meme, you leave her lying there mumbling something about how 'I've never seen so many possible futures...'
Ominous. You don't really care though.
Determine the true nature of this fountain while I disassemble it speck by speck.
2- It. Is. A. Fount -- oooooh crap, you're being accosted by a guard for vandalizing public property. He's drawn his sword. Not cool, it looks like he wants to arrest you.
I will investigate that wall thats in the middle of the forest attempt to scare any creature i see to death
4- Wow. That
is weird. It looks like it's woven out of roots. Investigating further, you realize that this is the walls of an elven settlement, concealed in the gloom by its natural colors. It goes on for maybe ten or so meters before curving around and heading straight for what looks like... 500 meters. It's not a big settlement.
Attempt to purchase clothes of some sort.
5- You manage to exchange philosophical theorems for a rather nice robe and some sturdy trousers. They weren't particularly good theorems, but that's what you get for ripping off Pratchett. Best to get out of town before they realize that eating chocolate is not the answer to the struggle of the mind to overcome the needs of the flesh.
Curse everyone in the damn house and their descendants AND the gods to suffer a horrible, horrible fate for the next 100 years.
3- You curse everyone in the household to suffer evangelists at irregular intervals for the next 100 years.
You really suck at this.
I'll use the Douglas Adams method of flight; Furiously distracting myself, I disregard the ground, and gravity.
3- It's not working! Why? WHY? You're getting closer to the ground now, no time for a joke or a reference because it's really damn close! You will hit the ground next turn.
Pacho, Little, and Mattyb3 have all
lost all control in their left arm and Shadowdump escapes my wrath because he rules and is awesome and rules.
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OtherBinky continues to watch the plummeting of Gruffybears, oblivious to the group of townspeople gathered around him (it?)
Shoruke bounces because he's a horse that bounces, damn it, that's his thing.
The hand... is nowhere to be seen. It's move on, apparently.
EVENT2- Nothing happens. What a shitty event.
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