Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
OOC: A Measure is a GP. Book price is 25 GP for a one hour dose, so he's cutting you a GREAT deal (maybe too good?).
PoPP: Souls For Smuggler's Shiv [01]
Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
OOC: Any other business before we jump in?
Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
Feast on the Beach
[sblock=Abraxis]Spinning, spinning, the world is spinning. What’s that rushing noise? Whooshing closer, whooshing away in time with the spinning. You open your eyes to crystalline blue and fluffy white, spinning. Clickety-clack . . . clickety-clack . . . gradually the sound intrudes on your consciousness through the whooshing sound and you struggle to full awareness . . . you struggle to a sitting position, vomit the saltwater from your lungs and as your vision resolves and the world rights itself you finally identify the source of that most disturbing sound.
You jerk your foot away as some sort of cross between giant scorpion and crab is about to latch on with a claw the size of a dinner plate. You scramble away and to your feet . . . looking around desperately you see a pile of gear – armor and weapons included – about 10 feet away. Some distant part of your mind is aware of your friends and shipmates sprawled unconscious along the surf.
Need an initiative roll. If you beat a 17 go ahead and post an action.
Note that you are sickened, which imparts a -2 penalty to most rolls (not to initiative)[/sblock]
[sblock=Combat Block]
[/sblock]
[sblock=Abraxis]Spinning, spinning, the world is spinning. What’s that rushing noise? Whooshing closer, whooshing away in time with the spinning. You open your eyes to crystalline blue and fluffy white, spinning. Clickety-clack . . . clickety-clack . . . gradually the sound intrudes on your consciousness through the whooshing sound and you struggle to full awareness . . . you struggle to a sitting position, vomit the saltwater from your lungs and as your vision resolves and the world rights itself you finally identify the source of that most disturbing sound.
You jerk your foot away as some sort of cross between giant scorpion and crab is about to latch on with a claw the size of a dinner plate. You scramble away and to your feet . . . looking around desperately you see a pile of gear – armor and weapons included – about 10 feet away. Some distant part of your mind is aware of your friends and shipmates sprawled unconscious along the surf.
Need an initiative roll. If you beat a 17 go ahead and post an action.
Note that you are sickened, which imparts a -2 penalty to most rolls (not to initiative)[/sblock]
[sblock=Combat Block]
Code:
[u]Combatant AC/ T/FF HP Condition[/u]
Ochre Eurypterid 14/12/13 00
Ochre Eurypterid 14/12/13 00
Ochre Eurypterid 14/12/13 00
Abraxis 12/12/10 00 Sickened*
Lerissa 12/12/10 00 Unconscious
Auron 14/14/10 00 Unconscious
Leaf 10/10/09 00 Unconscious
*-2 to all rollsAttachments
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Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
End of Round 01 (Abraxis) Start of Round 02 (Eurypterids or Lerissa)
Emboldened by Abraxis' lack of response to its gentle nip, the odd creature has apparently decided that a little snack is in order. It strikes quickly; the Iomedae's holy warrior is able to avoid one of the claws, but the other takes a small divot from his unarmored thigh and the thing plants it's stinger deep in his side.
[sblock=Abraxis][MENTION=29098]Rhun[/MENTION]
2 points of damage (1 Claw and 1 Stinger), Make a DC10 Fortitude save or lose 1 pt of DEX.[/sblock]
[sblock=Lerissa][MENTION=29548]mleibrock[/MENTION]
What's that sound? Waves on the beach? Am I back in Absalom? Sarenrae's mercy, would you be quiet already? God's above I'm trying to get some sleep and I don't feel so good . . . Holy crap, what's going on!?
Lerissa snaps awake to see the strangest sight. If the gods crossed a scorpion with a lobster and then made it big as a mastiff, it would look something like the thing scampering around on the beach. Right after she finishes a quick puke (Why do I feel so crappy?) she scrambles to her feet and squares off against the one coming toward her.
OOC: Roll initiative. If you beat a 17 go ahead and post your actions.
I'll put you in your proper place in the Combat Block once you've rolled.[/sblock]
[sblock=Combat Block]
[/sblock]
Emboldened by Abraxis' lack of response to its gentle nip, the odd creature has apparently decided that a little snack is in order. It strikes quickly; the Iomedae's holy warrior is able to avoid one of the claws, but the other takes a small divot from his unarmored thigh and the thing plants it's stinger deep in his side.
[sblock=Abraxis][MENTION=29098]Rhun[/MENTION]
2 points of damage (1 Claw and 1 Stinger), Make a DC10 Fortitude save or lose 1 pt of DEX.[/sblock]
[sblock=Lerissa][MENTION=29548]mleibrock[/MENTION]
What's that sound? Waves on the beach? Am I back in Absalom? Sarenrae's mercy, would you be quiet already? God's above I'm trying to get some sleep and I don't feel so good . . . Holy crap, what's going on!?
Lerissa snaps awake to see the strangest sight. If the gods crossed a scorpion with a lobster and then made it big as a mastiff, it would look something like the thing scampering around on the beach. Right after she finishes a quick puke (Why do I feel so crappy?) she scrambles to her feet and squares off against the one coming toward her.
OOC: Roll initiative. If you beat a 17 go ahead and post your actions.
I'll put you in your proper place in the Combat Block once you've rolled.[/sblock]
[sblock=Combat Block]
Code:
[u]Combatant AC/ T/FF HP Condition[/u]
Ochre Eurypterid 14/12/13 00
Ochre Eurypterid 14/12/13 00
Ochre Eurypterid 14/12/13 00
Abraxis 12/12/10 02 Sickened*
Lerissa 12/12/10 00 Sickened*
Auron 14/14/10 00 Unconscious
Leaf 10/10/09 00 Unconscious
*-2 to all rollsAttachments
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