Can Dextyr Keep All These Strikers Alive? (DM: JoeNotCharles, Ozymandias79 Judging)

[H.M.Gimlord]

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LOL​

Ken! Dude! You Rock! BTW is this the first time you've gotten my acrostic or did you catch the other two?

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[Lord Sessadore]

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LOL​

Ken! Dude! You Rock! BTW is this the first time you've gotten my acrostic or did you catch the other two?

Oh my word! Brilliant, HM! I wondered why you broke lines in the middle of sentences ... now I have to go see what the other two say [/sblock]

 

[KenHood]

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Ken! Dude! You Rock! BTW is this the first time you've gotten my acrostic or did you catch the other two?

Aw, man! I wish I could take credit for that. I didn't even notice the acrostic! [/sblock]

 

[H.M.Gimlord]

[sblock=OOC Oh. Sorry for spilling the beans. I just figured from your response that you got it.[/sblock]

 

[KenHood]

[sblock=OOC]Nah! That just makes it even funnier![/sblock]

Tonk returns, still tightening the straps on his armor.

"Okay! One, I much apology to you all! I mess up ambush because I like boy goat that jump up and down to make the curd in the milk...(What is word?)...(Ah!)...I ram-buck-cheese."

"Two, I get far from Kill Buddy. I bad example. You no do like I do. Is not smart. So, I is sorry!"

"Five, I think maybe no wear clothes is bad idea. See? I leave name-tag on clothes. What if you forget name of me? So, that me not think too much for you. I apology again."

"Four, I--"

Tonk stops and shares a quizzical look with all his party members.

"Hey! Why you no happy? You like Gloomy Gus! He no happy, too! We finish job and make the money! We do quick-quick, so I bet we get letter from Szink-Szink Man that say we do good job. We give letter to other job-have-person, and he feel much good about give us his job, too. Is good day!"

"Okay! I search now!"

Tonk searches through all the bodies. When he finishes with them, he smashes open their heads and squishes their brains with his feet, smearing them as far as possible. Then, he chops off their hands and feet, throwing the parts into the bush. After that, he builds a bonfire and places the corpses upon it, before lighting the flames.

After he finishes with the bodies, he searches the house in a most ungentle fashion...

In fact, there's probably not going to be much of a house left.

After finishing with the house, he goes over the grounds and checks to see if anything is buried or hidden in a tree or somesuch.

OOC: In 3E, we'd call this 'Taking 20', boys and girls.

 

[DMDanW]

Dextyr watches as Mikaras arrows take down the two remaining old fossils.

What did I get myself into? I cannot believe that we are getting paid to slaughter these pathetic old men. Something is very wrong here...

Tonks call for a sound off shakes Dextyr out of his contemplation for the moment.

"All good" Dextyr replies and then slowly makes his way into the cabin.

He takes in the scene that unfolds thereafter as if watching a reenactment of some sort of horrid childhood fairy tale...Mikara taking war souvenirs.... Tonk chopping up the corpses...It all seemed so unreal.

Dextyr then makes his way over to a window and stares out into the forest, looking for answers to the questions nagging at his soul.

"So are we all finished here now? Shall we make our way back to the temple to collect our reward" Dextyr asks, with an obvious amount of sarcasm present with the last word.

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Perception check while looking into the woods (Joe if I don't get to this first from home, please roll my check for me as IC has been blocked by the webfilter here at work )

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[Lord Sessadore]

[sblock=OOC]A heads up for everyone: I'm getting married on the 9th of August. So, I'll have limited internet access from the 6th to the 8th, and absolutely no access from the 9th to the 15th while we're on our honeymoon

I'm giving this warning because I'm pretty sure Joe's not done with us yet. If we're still on this adventure by then, feel free to NPC Tristan (or have one of the other players take care of him) while I'm gone. [/sblock]

 

[renau1g]

Blade will wander around outside eventually standing next to Tristan, joining the elf in his silent scanning of the forest. Blade seems oddly distant, as if retreating inside, while the others conduct their grisly tasks.

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Perception (+1 for being close to elf) (1d20+12=20)
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[JoeNotCharles]

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Heh heh. The problem with taking 20 like this is it locks you down in one place for a long time...

I gave only Tonk the +1 for being near Mikara because they both mentioned doing things inside the cabin. I assume the rest of you spread out to watch all the approaches.
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Marglespat is wearing clothes that were once fine, but are now threadbare, patched and stained. He is carrying nothing on his person save a pouch of tobacco and an old, cracked pipe.

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The tobacco is of the foulest quality, and dried out to boot.
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The house is similarly devoid of valuables - a quantity of cheap, non-perishable food (strips of shrivelled and salted meat, rock-hard sailor's biscuits, and jars of sickly yellow-white vegetables in vinegar), ratty, moth-eaten sleeping furs, and two casks of nasty, sour wine. One shelf near Marglespat's chair has an assortment of creams and salves, many of which are worthless snake oil and most of which have gone rancid. However, two jars of ointment are both medically sound and still good.

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You find 2 jars of Ointment of Healing (identical to Healing Potions, except you smear them on your wounds instead of drinking them).
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As Tonk begins taking apart the house looking for more valuables, the rest of you scan the woods. There is no movement except for the rustling of leaves in the breeze...

[sblock=Dextyr]
Your Perception roll is 20.

For a moment you think you see something larger moving in the trees, but then it's gone.

If you weren't imagining things, it was about man-sized and moving from the overgrown trail towards Tristan.
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[sblock=Tristan]
You glance over towards the cabin as the sounds of smashing wood and Tonk roaring reach you - he has just ripped the door from its hinges and begun hacking pieces out of the wall. When you look back towards the woods, you find yourself staring into the face of a harsh-looking man wearing leather armour. He is crouching behind a screen of leaves, staring open-mouthed at the destruction. Suddenly the face disappears as he ducks back into the woods.
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[renau1g]

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nature (1d20+4=24) Really? Crit the nature roll? I hope that my luck doesn't run out in the next fight
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Blade will let everyone know that the tobacco is unfit for smoking, even if one did partake in that filthy habit (j/k). He leans against the wall close to Tristan, looking over the other divine warrior to gauge his reaction to Tonk's antics inside

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insight (1d20+4=19)
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