I found my favorite die again. YEY! How nerdy is it that I have a favorite die?
"Ok now begins our main operation. I want ten of you to go out, and begin secureing funds, resources, and items for our cause, and the other ten of you I want to stay here, and begin training in combet I will instruct you in the arts of war. Now let us begin." said Helbringer a s he stood up, and began overseeing the training of his new warriors.
[2] You send out 10 of your followers to begin trying to secure money for your future operations, but it doesn't really go so well. In fact, they manage to secure absolutely nothing at all and some of them lost their life fortunes in games of chance trying to get some money for you.
[5] Luckily all is not lost however as the other ten followers now have basic aptitude in fighting. You could probably use them to start mugging people as they are about as well-trained as most Bandits. ((10 followers upgraded to Bandit followers))
The power of belief... It had been a long time since any mortal being had accepted him as their lord, and it was a nostalgic feeling for Shuakegu. Yes, he would destroy the elves these dog-men despised. An elf's flavor was wholly different than most races, probably due to their diet. They would be a fitting first course. He showed the leader what he looked like in his human guise so he would be recognized, then changed back and grabbed his halberd.
A trader - a snakeman, specifically - was arriving soon to exchange elven slaves for weapons. "We will wait," he said, leaning on his halberd. "We will trade these slaves. We will march on their home. We will burn their forests to smoldering ashes and we will gnaw on their bones, feast on their flesh and desecrate their graves." He smiled to himself. That last was always a fun diversion. The last time he had manifested - when was that, even? It had been too long ago - he had had a field day in a building humans had considered holy. It was always so satisfying to devour the faith of weak-willed mortals and replace their beliefs with belief in him.
It's been far too long. I can't even remember what happened. He had gotten banished back, somehow, to gather his strength until he could again rip through the void. He would have to be a bit more careful this time; gather resources and followers slowly and methodically.
[3] You transform back into your human guise and show your dog-men followers that form so that they might recognize you when discretion was necessary. You're not sure about the dog-men's intelligence but then again, how hard is recognizing somebody. You take a long drag on your cigarette and puff out a series of smoke rings while waiting for the Snakemen to arrive and take the slaves. With any luck he won't ask too many questions so the rest of the snakemen wouldn't get too curious about why a human was staying with them. Your cigarette spent, you toss it to the side and stamp it out in the sands of the desert. You quickly bring out another one from your cigarette holder though and light it. The whole while watching the snakemen get closer and closer to the village.
[6] The snakemen make terrific progress, and with the help of your followers silently unload the weapons, load the slaves and take off back for home. With that kind of speed they might even make it back before nightfall. You moisten your lips with your tongue. It is hot and dry here, with any luck, the Unseen Forests would soon be even hotter.
(Weapon Quality Roll: [1]) You've been had! Those snake men gave you nothing but broken weapons and scrap metal. You let out a ferocious blood-curdling scream, they would suffer for this treachery!
"RAAAAAHHHHHHH YOU IDIOTS! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!"
Tarran whipped a tentacle towards Bandit 5 and attempted to eat his head while smashing a bolder into Bandit 2's head.
[4] [6 damage] You whip Bandit 5 with one of your tentacles and draw him towards your mouth, with one smooth motion he his swallowed into the endless void. [2] There are no boulders nearby so you try to throw a near-by fence post at the Bandit, it is pointless though as the fence post flew a good 5 feet above his head.
Make another attempt to find and converse with this elusive king.
[6] Oh, a skeleton king in a desecrated mausoleum... why didn't you think of this earlier? [4] "
I am the only true king of these lands, as my father's father's father was. To have some no-name Lich in charge is a shame to my family's honor. Now then, do you have any royal decrees that need signing?" At a guess, the skeleton is completely crazy, but crazy people have their uses of course.
(Event Roll: [2]) Claire reached the outskirts of the village when she saw guards of the Lich posted all around her "secret" base. This might be a problem. For the moment they remain unseen at least.
Elaborate DAMMIT.
[1] You attempt to string a sentence together but the merchant is so embarrassed for you that he leaves wordlessly.
((I'm so sorry about this string of terrible luck you appear to be having. I was really hoping that would succeed, alas it is only my job to report the rolls and make up fun descriptions for them. You might want to try asking around for rumors though, I'll try and give you something decent.))
Dust myself off and introduce myself "Hello mortal, I am Pestilance" Grin darkly "I had heard you worship demons. Let me guess the object of you worship is a lesser demon like an imp right? wouldn't you prefer to worship a greater demon, a being has the power to grant you your hearts desire?"
[4] Intrigued the mortal listens. He goes off to gather the other worshipers. [3] They are not nearly as impressed however, but agree to serve you, for now.
Enemy ActionsBandit 1: [2] The Bandit Leader attempts to throw a dagger into the endless void of your mouth as you eat one of his fellow bandits, and in fact does so. But it's an endless void for a reason, it does absolutely nothing to you whatsoever.
Bandit 2: [3] [3/2 = 2 damage (I'm adding in the half damage from last turn to this turn)] This bandit once again is the super star of team Bandit and manages to stab you in one of your eyes squirting your black blood all over himself and the ground.
Bandit 3: [1] Bandit 3 doesn't move at all, his britches still need changing and he just can't seem to find the extra pair his wife packed him.
Enemy StatusBandit 1:
Health: 2
Bandit 2:
Health: 2
Bandit 3:
Health: 2
Bandit 5: *dead*
Health: 25 out of 25
Location: Miasma, City of the Dread Isles
Status: 0% Hunger
Followers: Claire (wraith), 15 Undead Worshippers outside of Village #3 in the Dread Isles
Health: 25 out of 25
Location: Lokfar, Human Town in the Marshes of the Wild
Status: 0% Hunger
Health: 25 out of 25
Location: Basement of a Demon Worshipper, Village#4, Plains of Ostar
Followers: 15 semi-reliable demon worshippers in Village#4, Plains of Ostar
Health: 25 out of 25
Location: A cave near the town of Disease in the Dread Isles
Worshippers: 10 Undead Worshipers in Disease, a town in the Dread Isles. Armed with Clubs and Daggers.
10 Undead Bandits in Disease, a town in the Dread Isles. Armed with Clubs and Daggers.
Health: 11 out of 25
Location: On the road to Village#1 in the Plains of Ostar.
Health: 25 out of 25
Location: Village#10 in the Desert of the Makers
Followers: 75 Dog-men (Leader enslaved), in Village#10 of the Desert of the Makers
Holdings: 4 Large Crates filled with Broken Weapons and Scrap Metal.
Cities/Towns/Villages: Village#10 in the Desert of the Makers
I should mention, if you train up some of your people you can actually start your own economy thus making trade and production much more reliable, though probably not as fast. Of course that really only applies to those of you with followers right now.
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Topic: Roll to Doom, Turn 19: One hundred coins, up front (Read 19408 times)