Sweet Paps of Ishtar, how this thread has grown!
Marshall said:
No, I'm with Numion. The whole scenario happened unrealistically fast.
I think that ''realism'' only counts when the PCs are donning armor.
fusangite said:
Well, Scarbonac, please try to take it down a notch.
Well, I've repeatedly stated (a) the palace is guarded; (b) the guards had standing orders to allow the characters to see the duke.
And so when Skippy the Boy Sorcerer came swooping down out of the nighttime sky, apparently directly into the ducal palace like there are no such things as doors, they all recognized him in time to not kill him? Gosh, that was lucky for him, I suppose.
In addition, (a) the duke was not in his bedroom; (b) the duke was not resting
Ah, so he was just frozen in place, like the inhabitants of a bad old dungeon or a videogame, awaiting the presence of a PC to activate him? Oh, right, he was ''in a meeting''.
(c) the guards were not ready to let the sorceror in
Even though they had ''standing orders'' from the Duke to do so? How very odd.
but his statements in the 12 seconds after his arrival (including his intimidate and diplomacy rolls with a +4 charisma bonus) were sufficient to cause them to follow him into the chamber where the duke was meeting with another person rather than engaging him in combat, in case he was telling the truth.
So, they were under ''standing orders'' from their liege lord to admit the party at all times, but they weren't going to let Skippy in until he made a couple of skill checks?
12 seconds, regardless of how carefully and lovingly you've counted each and every one of them, is hardly any time for role-playing out a scene, let alone for people to identify persons, process information and decide on a course of action
outside of a direct combat scene, where those sorts of split-second decisions habitually
have to be made.
I accidentally walked up to his house when I was wandering through the streets of a residential neighbourhood in Harare in 1992 and inadvertently walked up to his house; I was subsequently stopped by men with machine guns.
Sounds scary; I have had guns stuck in my face too, and a bit worse, so I can empathize. It just struck me as odd that you'd have chosen Mugabe to reference, as he's an admittedly minor infamous person...but I digress...
So, in other words, you don't actually know that what I've stated is impossible under the rules. You have decided that I must be breaking the rules because I'm doing things differently than you would.
No, actually;
1) I
suspected that the rules weren't being applied evenly, based on your descriptions of the action,
2) I thought that my grasp of the rules was better than it apparently is (but that could go for most everyone in this thread; see quite a bit further below),
3) I wanted to see what
you thought were reasonable distances to cover in the stated period of time by the means used plus any of the other specifics that would influence the situation (though probably not to the
obviously hyperbolic extent that I posted), to compare them to what I found in the PHB and DMG.
4) at the same time, I wanted to lighten the mood a trifle (isn't that what the

is for? Otherwise, I'm swearing off the retarded smiley use in future posts).
As you know I'm not going to do anything of the kind
But I
don't know that; how could I possibly?
however, you cannot argue that it is clear I'm violating the rules at the same time as you argue that you lack sufficient information to determine which rules I'm violating.
Dash it all, Sir, you have seen through my brilliantly fiendish plot. Shall I await Scotland Yard, call for my Seconds, or merely do away with myself in a suitably-refined and gentlemanly fashion with my trusty old service revolver?
I have to admit that I
have been depending largely on the ''smell test'' here, and I'm picking up strong indications of well-ripened Limberger and end-of-the-year gym-socks.
Everything strikes me as having happened wayway
way too fast -- nigh-instantaneous recognition/threat-assessment, little or no discussion or RP, near-perfect precision on the part of the vampires in their enthralling/herding activities (except for a stray
lightning bolt), and so forth...
Further, when people are startled bolt-awake in the middle of the night, they generally aren't going to get their bearings immediately and rush off into the night in their undies to confront Dire Eeee-vile unless they're being overrun...idiots in bad movies do this sort of thing, but we watch those movies to see
those people turned into gory messes of screaming confetti by Jason & Freddie (at least
I do); we generally don't play our games so that the BBEG can turn our PCs
into gory messes of screaming confetti.
That the DM
expects them to strikes me as plain odd; also, wouldn't it take a goodly amount of time for them to have grabbed chain shirts, magic cloaks,
et cetera, from wherever and put them on, plus cast spells on themselves and saddle up the griffin...?
...all of which you seemed to think were viable alternatives to just letting them put on their armor and get to the battle in time?
Having Super-Duke fly in to save the day-err,
night was one of the worst things that you could have done, IMNSHO; are the NPCs the focus of the game? Or is it the fun? Almost half the group being left out the battle (partly their own fault, I
might be convinced to concede) sounds like the antithesis of ''fun'', but that might just be me.
Actually, Lightning Bolts make exploding noises and I'll note, vampires do not have a special vulnerability to electricity. Sorry to disappoint.
I could see
Lightning Bolt making a ''horrible explosion'', but this is the first mention of
Lightning Bolt in this thread;
Mass Suggestion,
Mind Fog,
Wall of Fire (which is what I was referencing in my ''fire-wielding'' comment. You musta missed that in your stab at cleverness) and
Wall of Stone, but no
Lightning Bolt.
Amazing how the vampires had this all so carefully-planned, perfectly-timed and well-thought out, but then they somehow managed to blow it by tipping off their enemies with a stray
lightning bolt. Oopsie.
In case you haven't picked this up from my synopsis of episodes 19-21, the duke is, himself, evil and, in fact, a patron of the darkness god. In fact, his brother is the god's high priest; however, unbeknownst to the duke, his brother has allied with the vampires in the hopes of succeeding him to the ducal throne. Thus, while the duke thought he was placing the only mainstream clerics friendly to his interests in charge of the defenses, he ended up placing people even more hostile to his power in that position than if he'd let the sky god clerics who volunteered do the job.
One of the major themes in my campaign is the internal squabbling between different evil factions. The previous season was a race between two different evil factions (1 led by the duke, the other by foreign invaders) to control the opening of a planar gate beneath the city. To give you a better sense of the duke's nature, his family name is Vichy.
Other than the isolated and easily-missed use of the descriptor ''evil'' in your first post (which was essentially buried under a mass of information in that and the subsequent flurry of messages), the first mention that the Duke might not be a good guy is when we hear from you that he was reneging on a deal that he'd made with the PCs. Even so, what he did do didn't sound particularly evil. Not ''nice'', definitely, but not really evil, either.
''Vichy'', eh? Not too bad.
BTW, the Paladin was OK with the Duke's assassination?
I have to ask, what is it that I've said to cause you to take such an increasingly hostile tone about me and everyone I associate with. People miss the obvious all the time -- especially when they're overwhelmed with details and new developments coming at them from all quarters.
I frequently come off (even to myself) as brusque & occasionally alternatingly flip and stiff in my manner of expression. *shrug* I don't have any particular personal beef with you and your posse, but I'd also say that it looks to me like you've been pretty short with several persons posting in this thread who has had the base temerity to disagree with you.
The cads. The
bounders. How dare they not give you the apparent unconditional acceptance that you deserve. Da
noive of some people.
Of course, it may once again be a case of the inherent
flatness of Internet communications leading to misperceptions of the tone in a post on a message-board.
Wouldn't be the first time, won't be the last, either.
Haste can be used to increase a character's speed by providing him with an extra partial action per round.
Already been covered by D'karr, Chief. That musta slipped by you. Nice try, though.
Perhaps, after asserting your intellectual superiority over me and my friends, you might want to consider how such a piece of information escaped your notice.
I don't recall asserting that I'm particularly intellectually-superior to anyone; that would be
immodest.
Since you apparently didn't correctly understand how elves
still have to trance for four hours a day, which is functionally equivalent to sleep, and how sorcerers, like wizards, still need 8 hours of rest (so, trance plus four hours of rest, basically, for Super-Vichy) plus a brief period of concentraton in order to regain spell slots, I wouldn't talk much, ya dig?
Remember?
Originally posted by fusangite As far as I understand elves, they don't sleep. As far as I understand sorcerors, their big mechanical advantage is that they're almost always equally prepared.
That's a bit more basic than the effects of
haste spells on
fly spells. I'd be willing to call it even if you do, however.
I suppose that you
could say that he'd gotten his rest earlier, but anything that you come up with after the fact to CYA would basically be you blowing sunshine and butterflies, and not originally part of your carefully-crafted binary scenario.
I don't think that I did
that badly with the
haste business, having had 4 hours of sleep out of 60 (at the time of my last posts). Had I managed to get a suitable amount of rest over the last several days, I
might have sussed that one out in time to
not look like
such a colossal dumbass.
It could happen.
