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

Dextyr walks over to the "interegation" and wathces the scene unfold, but does not interfeer with Tonks work. Hmmm lets just see if Tonks methods will get any inforamtion out of that little f&*ker. If not, perhaps I will need to play the role of 'good adventurer' to Tonks 'bad adventurer' Dextyr thinks to himself.
 

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Intimidate Check (1d20+6=13)

Yes, if the halfling swallows in a nice manner and drops the aggressive behavior, Tonk will remove his hand and engage in civilized conversation, but don't forget Tonk has 17 passive Insight so he won't fall for any fake chewing or fake nicing.
 
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The halfling gulps, chews, and gulps again. Then he chews some more, and gulps again. Then he pants a little - through his nose - and forces himself to chew and swallow yet again. At last he forces the last of it down and mumbles something behind Tonk's hand, which Tonk removes.

"Please," says the halfling politely, "May I have some water now?"

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You know, I've noticed that when I'm writing the combat scenes, my first instinct is to refer to all the enemies as "it", whether they're human, halfling, or hideous non-sentient creatures.

But when I'm writing prose, my first instinct is always to use "he" or "she" - it's only when I'm thinking about fighting that I automatically de-humanize them.

I find that kind of disturbing.
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...I find that kind of disturbing.

At least you see a philosophical reason for your gramatical errors. Mine just tend to be random and plentiful.

When I was in high school, I had a young history teacher who was a Green Beret in Viet Nam. He said something along the same lines....

(paraphrasing) "It's impossible to kill if you see your enemy as another human beeing. Not because it can't be done, but because it causes hesitation. And in that time, your enemy will kill you. On the other hand, once your enemy is nothing more than a target, it's extremely easy."

OK. Coming out of my highshcool teacher THAT was scary.

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"Please," says the halfling politely, "May I have some water now?"
Tonk beams.

"Okay! Here water. No more dirty word, yes? Is no more soap, so must use sand to scrub tongue clean next time. Also, is lady present. Is much bad to say naughty word in front of lady, no?"

Tonk provides the halfling with as much water as he needs from the waterskin. Then, the half orc says...

"Hey, Mr. Clean Mouth, you have name? I think maybe you tell name, then you tell who hire you and why hire you and what else you think is important. Take time and think, okay? I get wood for fire for to build underneath you while you talk. Is for if you no tell truth. Oh, and no use big word, okay? I not speak this kind of word much."

With that, Tonk gathers kindling and logs placing them in a pile underneath the halfling's hanging body.
 

Mikara sits down in close proximity to where the halfling is hanging. She makes sure that she sits in such a way that, as he swings, he can see her at least out of the corner of an eye.

She pulls out an arrow and a whetstone. One by one, she proceeds to hoan arrow after arrow, sighting them after each stroke, checking them to make sure that each shaft's straightness is not affected by the hoaning process. This, of course, is done with the arrow pointing at the halfling.

Doing so, she hums and sings to herself:

"Oh little child,
I'm afraid your going to get it.
The half-orc is mad.
I'm afraid you have upset it.

He'll roast you alive
If you behave too thickly.
If you behave yourself,
I can end your life more quickly.

Oh little child,
You're so cute and handsom.
I hear your mother call
You're going to have to answer.

Oh now don't you cry.
This will all be done soon.
This will seem a dream.
The Raven Queen will come soon.

Oh little child...."

She drones on making up verses as she goes along. She pretends to be singing to herself, but she makes sure that she is just loud enough for the halfling to hear.
 

"Hey, Mr. Clean Mouth, you have name?"

"Yes, I'm..."

I think maybe you tell name, then you tell who hire you"

"Ok."

"and why hire you and what else you think is important."

"Ok."

"Take time and think, okay?"

"Ok."

"I get wood for fire for to build underneath you while you talk.

"Uh, ok?"

"Is for if you no tell truth."

"Oh. Ok."

"Oh, and no use big word, okay?"

"Ok."

"I not speak this kind of word much."

"Ok!"

"Sheesh..."


The halfling pauses to gather his thoughts. "I'm, uh... I was hired by, uh..." He shoots a glance at Mikara. "Can you make her stop that? It's really distracting!"
 

Tonk grabs the halfling's nose and wrings it like wet laundry.

"Hey! Watch tone! No is nice!"

"Sheesh..."
Tonk wrinkes his brow and turns to his compatriots.

"What is 'sheesh'? Is dirty word, no? Or maybe yes?"

The halfling pauses to gather his thoughts. "I'm, uh... I was hired by, uh..." He shoots a glance at Mikara. "Can you make her stop that? It's really distracting!"
Tonk sighs in exasperation.

"Okay. No worry. I have way to help focus think."

The half-orc pulls out flint-and-steel and begins to strike sparks in the tinder.
 
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The halflng squeaks. "ACK! My name is Lilf Proudfoot, some rich guy hired us, he said you killed his father and we were supposed to delay you until reinforcements arrived... uh, big word, big word, um, uh... until MORE PEOPLE CAME, and he seemed like he was in a big hurry, and that's all I can think of PLEASE don't kill me!"
 


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