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<blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 3894263" data-attributes="member: 16069"><p>Just come back from DMing The Lost Boys again... got to say it was most entertaining, you'll see.</p><p></p><p>And so the last part of the previous session, and yes that's exactly what happened-</p><p></p><p></p><p>Turn 6.5 Bar-B-Q.</p><p></p><p>WHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH.</p><p></p><p>A flaming worm emerges from the circular tunnel at great speed, accompanied by a minor fireball effect, enough to light up the screaming faces of the caverns inhabitants, all except Bernard.</p><p></p><p>Grand Alf flops to the cavern floor, scurries backwards, screaming like a little girl, stamping out the flames that lick at his lab coat, unscathed but a little embarrassing all the same.</p><p></p><p>“FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRREEEEEWOOOORRRRMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP.”</p><p></p><p>He yells.</p><p></p><p>A series of small yellow-ish puddles track his retreat.</p><p></p><p>He goes falsetto.</p><p></p><p>“iiiiiiiimmmmmmmmmmmmmttttttttttttoooooooooooooooooooooooooogggooooooooooooooddddddddddllloooooooooooooooookkkkiiiiiinnnnnngggggtttttoooooooddddiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”</p><p></p><p>Saradomin is a little braver, he scrambles backwards and shouts.</p><p></p><p>“BERNARD DESTROY.”</p><p></p><p>And vaguely points in the worm’s direction with his heavy mace for good measure.</p><p></p><p>Bernard has alas got his own problems; the initial rush of the fire worm was only halted by the Zombie Bugbear. The Thoqqua (fire worm) snakes around Bernard’s arm, which sizzles and spits, dead flesh cooking, then recoils.</p><p></p><p>POP</p><p></p><p>Bernard’s arm is ripped out of its socket; the creature flails uselessly with his other arm, seemingly patting the fiery creature, which only results in the flames spreading.</p><p></p><p>Screaming Saradomin and Grand Alf continue to reverse out of the chamber, and meet Jerky, Dartamor and Aleso coming in the other direction.</p><p></p><p>“Pelor be bugg… I mean blessed.” Aleso states.</p><p>“MISSILES.” Dartamor calmly screams.</p><p></p><p>The Rogue quick draws his bow and lets fly, the arrow crunches into the flailing worm, piercing the creature’s stone like skin, burning glowing ichor drips and pools on the cavern floor.</p><p></p><p>A puddle of Grand Alf pee bubbles and fumes as the creature’s molten blood runs into it.</p><p></p><p>“MMMMUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEE.”</p><p></p><p>Grand Alf continues to scrabble away.</p><p></p><p>“Bernard- drop and roll.”</p><p>“Yeth Marthter- it hurtth uth.”</p><p></p><p>The Zombie Bugbear falls to the cavern floor and rolls about a while, mainly in and out of steaming Grand Alf wee, the flames are quenched however.</p><p></p><p>“FIRE.”</p><p></p><p>Dartamor calmly screams again, this time a volley of missiles, although, once again, only the Rogue’s arrow pierces the creatures hide.</p><p></p><p>It’s enough however, the Thoqqua cannot connect with any of its attackers, and so it retreats at speed, back into its hole.</p><p></p><p>“GET OUT OF HERE.”</p><p></p><p>Dartamor, once again, takes charge.</p><p></p><p>The Goodman Gang reverse out of the chamber at speed, except for Saradomin.</p><p></p><p>“No, no worm of Satan messes with me and my Zombie. May St. Cuthbert guide my bolt true… yes, you you beastly fiend.”</p><p></p><p>ZOOOOOOM</p><p></p><p>Saradomin fires, the crossbow bolt, zips into the hole.</p><p></p><p>CRUNCH</p><p></p><p>And connects.</p><p></p><p>WHOOSH</p><p></p><p>A gout of flame erupts into the chamber, illuminating the stern faced Priest, who swigs from a bottle of fungal brew.</p><p></p><p>“SA-RAAA-DOW-MIN.”</p><p></p><p>He pronounces and bows low.</p><p></p><p>The Lost Boys shuffle back into the chamber, the tunnels light now just a dull glow, the Thoqqua is unmoving- dead?</p><p></p><p>“That was…” Jerky begins.</p><p>“You may kiss my ring.” Thankfully Saradomin proffers his hand.</p><p>“Well I don’t know about…” Jerky finishes.</p><p></p><p>Grand Alf embraces the Gnome, actually circles his arms round the Gnomes waist.</p><p></p><p>“What are…”</p><p>“Shuffle out.” Grand Alf states.</p><p>“What?”</p><p>“Bob down.”</p><p>“Why?”</p><p>“Just do it.”</p><p></p><p>Jerky bobs down leaving the circle of Grand Alf’s arms intact.</p><p></p><p>The Sorcerer tramps over to the hole, lifts his arm to the gap- measures.</p><p></p><p>“Yep, you’ll fit. Get up there.”</p><p>“What?”</p><p>“I said get up there.”</p><p>“What are you on about Grand Alf?” Aleso interjects.</p><p>“Did you see my shot?” Saradomin adds.</p><p>“Grand Alf?” Aleso wants answers.</p><p>“He fits.” Grand Alf simply states.</p><p>“So.” A chorus of Aleso, Jerky and Dartamor.</p><p>“POW, straight in there- what a shot.” Saradomin swigs from the bottle some more.</p><p>“So we should get the worm out.” Grand Alf looks irritated.</p><p>“Why?” The chorus is back.</p><p>“I mean… bullseye, I’m ace me.” Saradomin confirms.</p><p>“It might have treasure, and… you’ll see.” Grand Alf grins and winks.</p><p>“Straight down the hole… Ace.”</p><p>“What?”</p><p>“Treasure, you’ll see, now go and get it.”</p><p>“Ace.” Saradomin hits the bottle hard, “better than you fiddling fiddlers anyway.”</p><p>“I’m not…” Jerky starts.</p><p>“Oh yes you are.” Grand Alf counters.</p><p></p><p>Stalemate.</p><p></p><p>“All the time telling me what to do… Saradomin heal me please, oh please heal me, bloody first aid station that’s all I am to you… NONE OF YOU APPRECIATE ME. NONE OF YOU.”</p><p>“What are you going on about Saradomin?” Dartamor enquires.</p><p>“NONE OF YOU… D’ya wanna see my elephant impression, go on… please say yes. Go on, you never want to… Please…”</p><p>“What, alright.”</p><p></p><p>Saradomin giggles turns out the pockets on his moleskin trousers, they’re the ears, fiddles with the front of his pants, giggles some more, problems with the buttons on his flies. The Priest staggers, then sinks slowly, still clutching the bottle.</p><p></p><p>“I’m drowning.”</p><p></p><p>Saradomin slowly folds onto the floor.</p><p></p><p>“Drowning…”</p><p></p><p>Still waving the bottle.</p><p></p><p>HICCUP</p><p></p><p>Followed by snores.</p><p></p><p>“Right that’s settled- get in there.” Grand Alf grabs Jerky and kicking and shuffling lifts him to the hole.</p><p></p><p>“Sooner you get it done, sooner we can eat.”</p><p></p><p>Jerky, exasperated, shrugs and mutters then clambers into the hole, using a grappling hook and rope he manages to drag the worm’s carcass out of the hole, it’s still blisteringly hot.</p><p></p><p>The Thoqqua corpse flops on the floor, Grand Alf grabs the last of the Fungal brew, takes a swig, rinses and spits, actually sprays- the alcohol ignites as it hits the worm, the carcass is on fire.</p><p></p><p>“Right, who’s got the sausages?”</p><p></p><p>Then…</p><p></p><p>“Oh look, inside the carcass of the worm are a cluster of gem stones, Grand Alf uses his spade to worry them out, eventually picks them up.</p><p></p><p>“Oh, hot potato, hot potato…”</p><p></p><p>Next Turn: Bit the Next.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Goonalan, post: 3894263, member: 16069"] Just come back from DMing The Lost Boys again... got to say it was most entertaining, you'll see. And so the last part of the previous session, and yes that's exactly what happened- Turn 6.5 Bar-B-Q. WHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH. A flaming worm emerges from the circular tunnel at great speed, accompanied by a minor fireball effect, enough to light up the screaming faces of the caverns inhabitants, all except Bernard. Grand Alf flops to the cavern floor, scurries backwards, screaming like a little girl, stamping out the flames that lick at his lab coat, unscathed but a little embarrassing all the same. “FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRREEEEEWOOOORRRRMMMMMMHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP.” He yells. A series of small yellow-ish puddles track his retreat. He goes falsetto. “iiiiiiiimmmmmmmmmmmmmttttttttttttoooooooooooooooooooooooooogggooooooooooooooddddddddddllloooooooooooooooookkkkiiiiiinnnnnngggggtttttoooooooddddiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” Saradomin is a little braver, he scrambles backwards and shouts. “BERNARD DESTROY.” And vaguely points in the worm’s direction with his heavy mace for good measure. Bernard has alas got his own problems; the initial rush of the fire worm was only halted by the Zombie Bugbear. The Thoqqua (fire worm) snakes around Bernard’s arm, which sizzles and spits, dead flesh cooking, then recoils. POP Bernard’s arm is ripped out of its socket; the creature flails uselessly with his other arm, seemingly patting the fiery creature, which only results in the flames spreading. Screaming Saradomin and Grand Alf continue to reverse out of the chamber, and meet Jerky, Dartamor and Aleso coming in the other direction. “Pelor be bugg… I mean blessed.” Aleso states. “MISSILES.” Dartamor calmly screams. The Rogue quick draws his bow and lets fly, the arrow crunches into the flailing worm, piercing the creature’s stone like skin, burning glowing ichor drips and pools on the cavern floor. A puddle of Grand Alf pee bubbles and fumes as the creature’s molten blood runs into it. “MMMMUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEE.” Grand Alf continues to scrabble away. “Bernard- drop and roll.” “Yeth Marthter- it hurtth uth.” The Zombie Bugbear falls to the cavern floor and rolls about a while, mainly in and out of steaming Grand Alf wee, the flames are quenched however. “FIRE.” Dartamor calmly screams again, this time a volley of missiles, although, once again, only the Rogue’s arrow pierces the creatures hide. It’s enough however, the Thoqqua cannot connect with any of its attackers, and so it retreats at speed, back into its hole. “GET OUT OF HERE.” Dartamor, once again, takes charge. The Goodman Gang reverse out of the chamber at speed, except for Saradomin. “No, no worm of Satan messes with me and my Zombie. May St. Cuthbert guide my bolt true… yes, you you beastly fiend.” ZOOOOOOM Saradomin fires, the crossbow bolt, zips into the hole. CRUNCH And connects. WHOOSH A gout of flame erupts into the chamber, illuminating the stern faced Priest, who swigs from a bottle of fungal brew. “SA-RAAA-DOW-MIN.” He pronounces and bows low. The Lost Boys shuffle back into the chamber, the tunnels light now just a dull glow, the Thoqqua is unmoving- dead? “That was…” Jerky begins. “You may kiss my ring.” Thankfully Saradomin proffers his hand. “Well I don’t know about…” Jerky finishes. Grand Alf embraces the Gnome, actually circles his arms round the Gnomes waist. “What are…” “Shuffle out.” Grand Alf states. “What?” “Bob down.” “Why?” “Just do it.” Jerky bobs down leaving the circle of Grand Alf’s arms intact. The Sorcerer tramps over to the hole, lifts his arm to the gap- measures. “Yep, you’ll fit. Get up there.” “What?” “I said get up there.” “What are you on about Grand Alf?” Aleso interjects. “Did you see my shot?” Saradomin adds. “Grand Alf?” Aleso wants answers. “He fits.” Grand Alf simply states. “So.” A chorus of Aleso, Jerky and Dartamor. “POW, straight in there- what a shot.” Saradomin swigs from the bottle some more. “So we should get the worm out.” Grand Alf looks irritated. “Why?” The chorus is back. “I mean… bullseye, I’m ace me.” Saradomin confirms. “It might have treasure, and… you’ll see.” Grand Alf grins and winks. “Straight down the hole… Ace.” “What?” “Treasure, you’ll see, now go and get it.” “Ace.” Saradomin hits the bottle hard, “better than you fiddling fiddlers anyway.” “I’m not…” Jerky starts. “Oh yes you are.” Grand Alf counters. Stalemate. “All the time telling me what to do… Saradomin heal me please, oh please heal me, bloody first aid station that’s all I am to you… NONE OF YOU APPRECIATE ME. NONE OF YOU.” “What are you going on about Saradomin?” Dartamor enquires. “NONE OF YOU… D’ya wanna see my elephant impression, go on… please say yes. Go on, you never want to… Please…” “What, alright.” Saradomin giggles turns out the pockets on his moleskin trousers, they’re the ears, fiddles with the front of his pants, giggles some more, problems with the buttons on his flies. The Priest staggers, then sinks slowly, still clutching the bottle. “I’m drowning.” Saradomin slowly folds onto the floor. “Drowning…” Still waving the bottle. HICCUP Followed by snores. “Right that’s settled- get in there.” Grand Alf grabs Jerky and kicking and shuffling lifts him to the hole. “Sooner you get it done, sooner we can eat.” Jerky, exasperated, shrugs and mutters then clambers into the hole, using a grappling hook and rope he manages to drag the worm’s carcass out of the hole, it’s still blisteringly hot. The Thoqqua corpse flops on the floor, Grand Alf grabs the last of the Fungal brew, takes a swig, rinses and spits, actually sprays- the alcohol ignites as it hits the worm, the carcass is on fire. “Right, who’s got the sausages?” Then… “Oh look, inside the carcass of the worm are a cluster of gem stones, Grand Alf uses his spade to worry them out, eventually picks them up. “Oh, hot potato, hot potato…” Next Turn: Bit the Next. [/QUOTE]
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