Dwimmermount IC:

[Jimmy Disco T]

Jimi save vs Death 1d20 x2 (allowing for a luck reroll from the coin) 10, 7

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4750749/

It's 'roll over' not 'roll under' for old school saves isn't it? I think Jimi may be done for... don't forget to loot my corpse...!

 

[Binder Fred]

"Those are nasty barbs on the arrow. Maybe we should just push it on through and out your back?"

Midgrim frowns at him: he'd just said the exact opposite, didn't he? Where is the fool human- Then he sees that some of the spilled arrows ARE barbed, curse them kobolds.

Too late now, already pulling.


EDIT: I'll wait for a confirm from Imperialus to react to Jimi's 'death'.

 

[Imperialus]

Klyman, you tear up strips of your bedroll as you try and put some pressure on Jimi's wound while Gargrim and Midgrim try to cover the corridor and tend to their own wounds. The rag is quickly soaked with blood and Jimi's face begins to go pale as his breathing slows. Climent tears at the straps of his armour pulling his brestplate off before listening at his chest. After a moment he rocks back on his knees, looks at Klyman and says "You can take your hand away... He's gone."

 

[Leif]

Klyman Sylar

Klyman stifles a sob as his tears begin flowing. He has never lost a close companion before, certainly not one who he was trying to bandage at the exact moment of his death. He looks at his ruined bedroll and rips it up further in his anguish. Then he grabs Jimi's bedroll from his pack and places it in his own pack. "Now I shall have a reminder of our lost brother every time I prepare to sleep."

 

[Binder Fred]

"Balls," is Midgrim's heartfelt comment upon learning the news. "I rather liked him taa..."

He flings Gargrim's arrow to the ground, red dwarven blood already crystallizing into tiny garnets and agate.

And that strike, right in a major blood pass? A shake of the head as he looks down on the body: bloody unlucky for a priest of Fortune... Future priest of Fortune. "I'll take his helmet as a reminder, I guess." It has the spread wings of a crane lightly etched into the sides, one of the Tevantir's family symbols...


Midgrim will also take any of the following not requested by anybody else:
3 trail rations
Lantern
5 lamp oils (I think?)
Silver holy symbol of Tyche
Silver medal and gold ring from the cocooned Thulian officer

EDIT= Does he still have the Luck coin or was that a one-shot?

 

[Binder Fred]

Is Gargrim going to take anything from Jimi's body, [MENTION=34958]Deuce Traveler[/MENTION]?


"So what do we do now?" Midgrim asks of the others, considering that himself. "These scum here were guarding something, I'd bet. Maybe that Guran fellow or some others, still alive." With a nod to the two freshly-spiked head in the room at their backs...

In his wide, armored palm he thoughtfully jingles Jimi's holy symbol and the silver medal plus gold ring they got from the cocooned Thulian officer.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

"I'll take his sling, but feel bad we can't bury him better. We're down a man. It will be harder now," Gargrim murmurs aloud.

OOC: Sorry for the delay. I've been on a business trip and was sick to boot.

 

[Binder Fred]

[How's yeer shoulder?] replies his brother -- in dwarven, just in case he ISN'T alright. [Yee able ta go on?]

And: "Here." He presents the jewelry to Klyman. "Don't know if'n the symbol of the Lady'll bring yee luck, but he was right: we shouldn't concentrate wealth too much. Just in case..."

"Yee think yee could do his trick with the lamp oil, Climent?" A fittingly heroic last action in this world, if nothing else. Kinda wish he hadn't said anything about it at the time though...


OOC: If Climent agrees, Midgrim will hand him the 5 oil flasks to do with as he pleases. He'll also loot the kobold bodies and nervously peek over the corner once more while they discuss the rest... Anything, Imperialus?

OOC: Welcome back, DT. Yeah, that's going around: got a minor version of it 2 weeks ago.

 

[Leif]

Klyman Sylar

Klyman forces a serious expression onto his face as he accepts the silver and gold ring from the Dwarf and stows it safely in his pouch. Klyman is ecstatic about having found friends who are willing to trust him, with his reputation for larceny and burglary, with such a small and easily concealable morsel of treasure. He silently pledges to himself that their trust shall not have been given in vain. As soon as he judges that it is appropriate, Klyman breaks into a broad grin. His feet barely touch the stones of the floor now.

OOC: Shades of Sally Field: "You like me! You really like me!"

 

[Binder Fred]

The dwarf gives him an odd look, but then shrugs it off.

What Gargrim said about a burial is trotting in his head.... Then he got it: "You guys help me."

And with their help he first shifted Jimi's body against the cavern wall - Klyman put the man's flail on his chest, folded his hands over it - before piling and intertwining the hardening bodies of the kobolds over him in a makeshift pile: a tumulus of sorts, one that would soon harden into hardest stone...