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Trench's Legacy of Fire (A Ptolus Gestalt): The Trouble With Pugwampis (Updated 1/27)
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<blockquote data-quote="Trench" data-source="post: 6031976" data-attributes="member: 40464"><p>[spoiler]God, I forgot how much fun it was to torture the PC's with that bad luck aura... They lose their damn minds quite quickly...[/spoiler]</p><p></p><p>"Horticulture, strategic use of terrain and perhaps a bit of magic," the imam says, carefully unwrapping Mahjub.</p><p></p><p>"I'm starting to understand why the gnolls favor killing these creatures," Mahjub says ruefully as he is unbound, scanning the cactus field for pugwampis. "If infested with them, I imagine it would be enough to drive one mad."</p><p></p><p>"None of you were nearly this clumsy before,” Jadid says. “Something supernatural is here; and I do not believe it to be 'mischievous children.'"</p><p></p><p>The goat brays at Abu'l frantically. The imam tries to untie Mahjub, but finds his hands keep slipping on the ropes with all the sap. </p><p></p><p>Gerber walks over and tries to pet the goat. Rombard cries and bounds around, terrified. He kicks Gerber straight in the chest and the former knight stumbles back. His eyes widen as he trips on his sword and Mahjub and Abu'l watch open mouthed as he pitches over into the ravine. There's a crunch and Abu'l rushes to look over the edge. Gerber has landed right on the massive cactus at the bottom, his body bleeding from the wicked barbs that have seemingly found it's way past every crevice in his armor. </p><p></p><p>"<em>AAAAAAAAGH! LOTHIAN!</em>” Gerber screams in frustration as much as pain as he rights himself off the enormous cactus. </p><p></p><p>Still standing outside and watching the proceedings, Jadid says, "Kill the goat. It is in misery and causing us harm."</p><p></p><p>"We're as likely to do unintentional harm to each other as kill the goat as long as the pugwampis are near," Mahjub calls back, frustrated.</p><p></p><p>"Do we have clean rope long enough to lower someone down and wrap the rest around two people as anchors above? This situation will not improve with time." the imam Abu’l says. He frowns, stroking his beard. "I wonder, though. This is all very convenient. Do the pugwampis have the ability to weave an illusion of this size?"</p><p></p><p>"They don't need to obviously," Dashki says, unable to entirely wipe the smirk off his face at Gerber's misfortune.</p><p></p><p>Gerber walks a little further down the ravine so he won't fall on the cactus again if he drops from being hoisted. Meanwhile, Jadid and Mahjub continue their discussion. "I understand your concern, but I see no reason to keep one more moving variable around." Jadid begins walking around the "forest" and looking for creatures.</p><p></p><p>"<em>You</em> come in here and kill it then, see how it goes," Mahjub mutters.</p><p></p><p>“<em>All you all right white one?</em>” Jadid shouts down to Gerber.</p><p></p><p>"<em>I can walk! I can climb! I can even sing and dance. Just throw me a f*cking rope.</em>"</p><p></p><p>Jadid grunts a small laugh. "The white one is fine."</p><p></p><p>"<em>I've no idea if these creatures understand what we say," Mahjub calls to Abud in Elven. "If anyone has any ranged capabilities that may frighten them away, I believe now would be an appropriate time to use them."</em></p><p></p><p>"The field is tainted, that much I can tell with certainty." Abud says as he takes out his rope. "I feel our chances as adventurers will improve if we return with the goat *and* the knight than with none."</p><p></p><p>Jadid snorts. "And introduce yet another moving variable? Throw the goat to me and I will end it."</p><p></p><p>"Spoken like someone who hasn't tripped, fallen, got tangled, or knocked down by doing what should've been the simplest of tasks," Mahjub says, trying to untangle himself. "If I pick that goat up it'll probably sh*t down my throat and I'll die of fecal poisoning, or something equally as ridiculous."</p><p></p><p>"Use your bare hands, then. They are always your most effective weapon." </p><p></p><p>"I'm so glad I left the city..." Mahjub gripes sarcastically, reaching for the scrub brush to pull it out of the ground. "There, now it's up to chance. If it wants to fall off the cliff, have at it. I am <em>not</em> choking a goat."</p><p></p><p>The imam sighs and creates two loops, putting one around his waist and offering the other to Mahjub, then he tosses the far end to the loud and clumsy foreigner.</p><p></p><p>Mahjub uproots the scrub brush. Gerber grabs the end of the rope just as Rombard brays and bolts. Mahjub curses as the rope wraps around his legs and he falls prone to the ground with a thud as Rombard strains against the sudden weight. The rope jerks out of Gerber's hand as the goat takes the rope and Gerber also fails to even get a few feet up. Abu'l sighs.</p><p></p><p>"Fools!” Jadid shouts. “Kill it before it kills you!"</p><p></p><p>"<em>Kill the gods damned goat!</em>" Gerber screams.</p><p></p><p>"We should give that goat an armor and have it fight for us.,” Abud muses. “Armies would tremble at its approach."</p><p></p><p>Dima closes her eyes, grimacing, and nods. "This whole field is cursed. Poor Rombard, I am sorry." </p><p></p><p>Mahjub barely has time to reply to the chorus of screaming voices. He hears a shrill yell of outrage come from next to him. From seemingly nowhere behind a rock, something leaps up. As if the world's most revolting lapdog had somehow learned to walk on its back legs, the sickly canine creature screams as its milky white eyes look at Mahjub. It yelps with murderous intent and Mahjub quickly grabs his dagger to defend himself.</p><p></p><p>It promptly snaps in half.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Trench, post: 6031976, member: 40464"] [spoiler]God, I forgot how much fun it was to torture the PC's with that bad luck aura... They lose their damn minds quite quickly...[/spoiler] "Horticulture, strategic use of terrain and perhaps a bit of magic," the imam says, carefully unwrapping Mahjub. "I'm starting to understand why the gnolls favor killing these creatures," Mahjub says ruefully as he is unbound, scanning the cactus field for pugwampis. "If infested with them, I imagine it would be enough to drive one mad." "None of you were nearly this clumsy before,” Jadid says. “Something supernatural is here; and I do not believe it to be 'mischievous children.'" The goat brays at Abu'l frantically. The imam tries to untie Mahjub, but finds his hands keep slipping on the ropes with all the sap. Gerber walks over and tries to pet the goat. Rombard cries and bounds around, terrified. He kicks Gerber straight in the chest and the former knight stumbles back. His eyes widen as he trips on his sword and Mahjub and Abu'l watch open mouthed as he pitches over into the ravine. There's a crunch and Abu'l rushes to look over the edge. Gerber has landed right on the massive cactus at the bottom, his body bleeding from the wicked barbs that have seemingly found it's way past every crevice in his armor. "[i]AAAAAAAAGH! LOTHIAN![/i]” Gerber screams in frustration as much as pain as he rights himself off the enormous cactus. Still standing outside and watching the proceedings, Jadid says, "Kill the goat. It is in misery and causing us harm." "We're as likely to do unintentional harm to each other as kill the goat as long as the pugwampis are near," Mahjub calls back, frustrated. "Do we have clean rope long enough to lower someone down and wrap the rest around two people as anchors above? This situation will not improve with time." the imam Abu’l says. He frowns, stroking his beard. "I wonder, though. This is all very convenient. Do the pugwampis have the ability to weave an illusion of this size?" "They don't need to obviously," Dashki says, unable to entirely wipe the smirk off his face at Gerber's misfortune. Gerber walks a little further down the ravine so he won't fall on the cactus again if he drops from being hoisted. Meanwhile, Jadid and Mahjub continue their discussion. "I understand your concern, but I see no reason to keep one more moving variable around." Jadid begins walking around the "forest" and looking for creatures. "[i]You[/i] come in here and kill it then, see how it goes," Mahjub mutters. “[i]All you all right white one?[/i]” Jadid shouts down to Gerber. "[i]I can walk! I can climb! I can even sing and dance. Just throw me a f*cking rope.[/i]" Jadid grunts a small laugh. "The white one is fine." "[i]I've no idea if these creatures understand what we say," Mahjub calls to Abud in Elven. "If anyone has any ranged capabilities that may frighten them away, I believe now would be an appropriate time to use them."[/i] "The field is tainted, that much I can tell with certainty." Abud says as he takes out his rope. "I feel our chances as adventurers will improve if we return with the goat *and* the knight than with none." Jadid snorts. "And introduce yet another moving variable? Throw the goat to me and I will end it." "Spoken like someone who hasn't tripped, fallen, got tangled, or knocked down by doing what should've been the simplest of tasks," Mahjub says, trying to untangle himself. "If I pick that goat up it'll probably sh*t down my throat and I'll die of fecal poisoning, or something equally as ridiculous." "Use your bare hands, then. They are always your most effective weapon." "I'm so glad I left the city..." Mahjub gripes sarcastically, reaching for the scrub brush to pull it out of the ground. "There, now it's up to chance. If it wants to fall off the cliff, have at it. I am [i]not[/i] choking a goat." The imam sighs and creates two loops, putting one around his waist and offering the other to Mahjub, then he tosses the far end to the loud and clumsy foreigner. Mahjub uproots the scrub brush. Gerber grabs the end of the rope just as Rombard brays and bolts. Mahjub curses as the rope wraps around his legs and he falls prone to the ground with a thud as Rombard strains against the sudden weight. The rope jerks out of Gerber's hand as the goat takes the rope and Gerber also fails to even get a few feet up. Abu'l sighs. "Fools!” Jadid shouts. “Kill it before it kills you!" "[i]Kill the gods damned goat![/i]" Gerber screams. "We should give that goat an armor and have it fight for us.,” Abud muses. “Armies would tremble at its approach." Dima closes her eyes, grimacing, and nods. "This whole field is cursed. Poor Rombard, I am sorry." Mahjub barely has time to reply to the chorus of screaming voices. He hears a shrill yell of outrage come from next to him. From seemingly nowhere behind a rock, something leaps up. As if the world's most revolting lapdog had somehow learned to walk on its back legs, the sickly canine creature screams as its milky white eyes look at Mahjub. It yelps with murderous intent and Mahjub quickly grabs his dagger to defend himself. It promptly snaps in half. [/QUOTE]
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