[FR][PBP] Against the Storm Game Thread

[Fenrir]

Calain looks up at Alexander, his eyes glaring, his face spattered with drow blood from his dagger. He laughs.

"You're happy that 'I'm fine,' eh? You want my 'input,' think it would be 'appreciated?' Don't presume to think that I have any interest in helping you or any of your motley little band here. I am here for this sole reason: a complete stranger is using extortionist tactics to make me raid a temple of a god whose clergy have never wronged me, to retrieve something for an idiotic woman who mocked me and made a similar mockery of one of the finest men I've ever known. I am here to serve a single-minded purpose, and that is to play back-up wet nurse to a bunch of incompetent fools who don't have the slightest scrap of common sense or intuition necessary to question their own circumstances. You speak of plans for the next time we're attacked? Cheerfully? As if it's some sort of chess game? You people make me sick. People died today. It matters not whether their cause was for or against us. Three of us were almost killed, including myself. You have about as much cohesiveness as a group of drunken kobolds in a snowstorm. You say that you are pleased to see me wake, that you value my opinion, and yet where were you when I lay there bleeding to death? Where were any of you? Good question. So go on and say your pretty words and make your pretty plans, and know that they mean nothing to me, and they will mean nothing when it is you that has the sucking hole in your chest, and you feel the air slip from you as the blood fills your lungs...tell me about your plans then, about your little game, and then I'll listen. If you can. Now leave me alone and go play with the other children."

Calain closes his eyes.

 

[DM_Matt]

Rysian seems quite annoyed with Calain....

"No one died today, Calain. Drow died. Creatures of the night. Twisted mockeries of the highest of humanoid species. What we killed today were vermin. They deserve no pity, no respect, no honor.

They are evil, irredeemable. What we did today was a great service to the world. And when monsters such as those confront me again, I will send them to hell with glee and without hesitation.

Few can battle like we. It is our duty to be ready when he evil arrives."

 

[dead_radish]

Elone glares at Calain. "If you are not with us, then you should leave us. I was as wounded as you, and I am not complaining. You will work with us, and do so as best you can, or you can leave our group now. Solonor's shaft, an uncommitted defender is worse than none at all. Or is your blood more valuable that mine, and the others?"

 

[Fenrir]

Calain speaks without opening his eyes.

"Evil? A worthless label applied to those things one finds unsavory. Your definitions are riddled with double standards. We murdered many people today, whether you discount them as vermin or not. You, and I, and all of us, are murderers. Deal with it."

"As for leaving, well, I think I just might. I don't trust our fearless leader farther than I can throw her, and I can't say much better for the lot of you."

 

[reapersaurus]

OOC: Fenrir - I was dying, reading your post. *claps hands* Bravo! Very impressive display of roleplaying. Of course, having THAT fractious of unmotivated jerk is potentially distracting to a party, but let's have some fun with it...

Ubaar takes Calain's outburst in stride, and offers him some good Ale.
"You DEFINATELY need a drink - you getting lost in your head, and not Seeing the people involved.
Ubaar know about what happened to you, and what you did - heard it from a Bard travelling with caravan.
Ubaar like stories - this guy good, but not as good as Ubaar's friend Jaida. Jaida was pretty, and... "
*Ubaar proceeds to reminisce in a boring fashion about his old friend, probably only keeping people's attentions the way boring stories do to people at parties, when liquor has been imbibed.

When he's done with that, he gets back to Calain...*

"Anyway, this Bard told me about how you murdered your love, and only man you would want to call Da. That sounded real stupid, and it good you were killed by those people.
Usually, Ubaar wouldn't agree with mob decision, but in that case, it probably did you good - anyone who can't control themself in Rage should be put down like a rabid dog : they give Ragers bad name.

So you learned lesson from all that?
It don't sound like it - the Calain Ubaar heard about dedicated himself to protecting innocents. How you think we same as those that 'tacked us? While we DID kill 'em, - oh yeah, but GOOD
We were protecting ourselves, and Ubaar would bet they killed many innocent people while raiding before.

If you can't see how we different from them in this case, Ubaar wonder if you really did learn lesson, or if maybe you gonna go crazy and kill all of us in boat like you did your love."

*Ubaar shoots Calain a concerned look, then furrows brow, bares teeth, narrows eyes to slits in threatening look*

"You right, though, in how you were forced into this task, and that sucks.
But it up to you to make best of sit-eee-ation.
If you think you only one that was hurt, you wrong.
If you think you was only one who almost died, you wrong.

You may not have noticed, but while you were sleeping those of us still awake were trying to survive and get you guys back up.
Then Rufus saved us with that big magic crossbow-thingy.

So as Ubaar sees it, you owe us and Rufus your life, and you in debt to follow along with our duty, which is to fight our way to the temple and kick butt.
You said yourself, 'I'll go to this temple of yours, on the off chance that Storm may be harmed by my choice' - we still are doing that, but getting attacked by pirates on the way is part of the deal."

OOC: Matt - Are we all healed? By who? Ubaar could handle himself with what spells he has left today, but who handled all the rest of the party's damage? And how did the drow continually do 20+ damage with arrows? Did Calain's Stone Skin's DR of 10/+5 come into play? Usually, arrows have a tough time penetrating that much DR....

 

[DM_Matt]

OOC: Matt - Are we all healed? By who? Ubaar could handle himself with what spells he has left today, but who handled all the rest of the party's damage? And how did the drow continually do 20+ damage with arrows? Did Calain's Stone Skin's DR of 10/+5 come into play? Usually, arrows have a tough time penetrating that much DR....

Healingwise: I haven't been asking for specifics because there will be time to cycle through at least one more day of spells before you'll be seeing combat or being in any other situation requiring mass spells.

DR: Note taht most of those Xbows that you found on the snipers (the few Xbows that didnt wind up n the river, were Sure Striking (+1 ability, makes them strike v DR as if +5. Yes, I know, it doesnt work with missile weapons as written. thus version does. But now you guys have em too )

DMG: the snipers had some hefty bonuses to dmg and two attacks/round (they were the highest level guys besides the leader, being L6 fighters). They had (iirc) +2 weapon spec, +1 xbow, +1 masterwork bolts, often +1 PBShot, and they often critted (they were pretty lucky). So, each fired twice with pretty good attack bonuses (very high dex) for 1d8+5 per hit. so each Xbowman could do more than 20 dmg in a round on two regular hits or with one crit.

 

[reapersaurus]

OOC: Matt - gotcha - I re-read the combat, and I had misread your post earlier that stated Calain took 41 in one round from 2 hits - that was total damage... What happened to the mithral armor the drow had? "Alex: Half the drow are wearing mithril armor consisting of breastplates and chain sleeves, and the other half are wearing studded leather (all masterwork if not slightly magical)."

Ubaar talks of battle late into the night with the crew and the party, reminiscing about the fight and how close to death they came, and how next time they'll crush anyone who tries to take us.
"Did you see the ribs fly off that one dark-elf?"..... "Right before I took the head off that pansy..*looks at elf (elves) in party *.. I mean evil drow!"

 

[DM_Matt]

Reaper: good point...the armor described in the list of stuff that you took from the Drow is indeed made of mitheril.

 

[Fenrir]

Calain looks at Ubaar and cracks a smirk.

"Well, at least you didn't preach, and you DID offer to get me drunk, so I'll take you up on that ale."

Calain takes a big fat swig and leans further back, his eyes staring straight forward...

(I will be out of town from Monday-Thursday. In that off time, if anything critical comes up, I'm giving reaper license to declare my actions or whatnot. He gave me booze ;-). I'll be returning at 2PM on Thursday. See you all then.)

 

[reapersaurus]

Calain gives Ubaar all of his stuff.

and gets him a hot babe, and crafts him an ever-flowing mug of dwarven ale.

just kidding.

We'll see what comes up the next few days, but I'll endeavor to do Calain justice, if his actions are needed.