Turn 36inteuniso (Mailex)Detail Jreengus my predicament, and recruit him and his cohorts to my cause.
The kobolds here have a rather different language from yours, but you think you can communicate the idea... (4+1=5) Jreengus arises, for a moment his eyes show the most fire you've seen since your ship crashed. He turns and lets out a shrill bird call upon the camp, summoning his fellows to attention. "Rise! This one shows we are for more than squalor! The humans shall know our minds." The other kobolds make themselves in a group and gather up a couple slipshod flags, the clearest sign of culture they have. You think for a moment to ask where Jreengus suddenly got all his literacy from, but he looks as stupid and absent as he did before when he turns his head back to you. At the very least though, these kobolds ought to follow your commands. (?) You feel strange. "Cogs are turning." You're not sure who said that.
DragnarI tell the mage(or not) that I will pay him half up-front, and the rest when we find Uriel. But first I'll need proof of his powers, just a minor spell to show he isn't lying.
(4) The 'mage' (you're still quite suspicious) says your payment plan will do nicely. (6) "I'll not be castin' any spells without gathering my reagents," he slurs "but I can say what ye been doin' with yer copies of she-pirates monthly, as well as that yer bankin' number is 65734 and you keep the spare key to your cabin wedged between the floor planks by where you also hide your-" you decide to cover his mouth before he continues. No-one can know about
that. Mage or no, you'll bet he can find Urel. He says you can call him Herman.
Redwarrior0 (Red the Red)Send PEON RESCUE TEAM ALPHA to go save the duke. Get PEON RESCUE TEAM BRAVO to refill the booze supply. Get PEON RESCUE TEAM CHARLIE to get a large, pure diamond. Take the group to the castle ruins, give them the diamond, and send them on the quest to find, trap, and kill the demon. If the duke is brought back, ask him how our secret project is going.
You pose dashingly! (4+1=5) In fact you are so dashing that PEON RESCUE TEAMs ALPHA, BRAVO and CHARLIE organize themselves in your honor. (5) Team ALPHA quickly salvages medical supplies and climbing equipment from the chaos of the mob. (5) Team BRAVO Equips themselves with a two horsepower, 96-gallon Booze Transport. (4) Team CHARLIE seems to know what they're doing. They're probably going to steal it, but whatever. This matter is of great importance. It might be a bit before anyone finishes.
Jetsquirrel (Hancock)Try to land safely in the town and get a backpack filled with booze and name myself "Hangcock"
(?) You feel strange. You almost lose consciousness- maybe it's the altitude, or anything else to do with your biologically dubious antics, but it passes. (3) You manage to sort of crash yourself down in a bail of hay in the fields west of town, but you hit your head on a wagon- (3) hey, now you remember your name! It's Hangcock! No, that's disgusting. It was probably Hancock. Hancock, slayer of demons, no less! Your demon senses are tingling.
Taco Dan (Urel Hardswinn III)Beach the landing craft and try to find the key by following my map.
You observe the landing craft. You would 'beach' it, but you don't feel like dragging it all the way back to the beach. Leaving the collapsed lackeys behind for now, you march boldly into the jungle. (3) The key, according to the map, is... well, there's some trees and, sand... that's probably sand, yeah... (6) almost without thinking about it, you walk to a spot where the trees thin out and there's a sandy clearing. It's quite a bit larger than you would have guessed from the map though...
CJ1145 (Gitte Delvedeep)Convince my brother to go to bed, or at least let me borrow his gloves.
"Hey hey... just go back to sleep. ...and by the way, could I, uh, borrow some gloves?" (5) "Alright, yeah." He responds more quietly. "I left some gloves out on the porch. But you owe me some
nanchos." Your brother's cool sometimes. Maybe he will be spared in the zombie uprising. (5) You slip out the front door, grab the gloves and sneak back downstairs making no more noise than a mouse. Now the fun can start!
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Topic: Roll To Dodge A Song (Turn 41: Is that poison fresh?) (Read 36696 times)