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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ace" data-source="post: 2252067" data-attributes="member: 944">I refuse to do the stat blocks for this but here is the story of Skippy Tarrasquadin of Pelor There was no doubt about it but the Archmage Kerblin was dead -- very dead.  This may have had something to do with the fact that a very peeved Pelor was standing in front of glowing furiously in celestial glory "I want an Explantion" Pelor said calmly -- If the Diety had shouted the sound would have flung Kerblins soul across the heavenseyes downcast Kerblin said "Great Pelor Radiant One -- it was my fault entirely -- I uhm overeached a bit" Pelor spoke softly as he was well pleased by the answer  "well thats refreshing someone who takes responsibility. Now how did that..." Pelor pointed to a confused looking Tarrasque sitting forlornly in the ruins of what once was Kerblins stronghold "Well Uhh" Kerblin stammered "I uh" "Spit it out Man, I won't be sending you to Baator for pitys sake" "Well Corwin  and I just got back from smiting that Demon Princeling when we found this Tarrasque in my stronghold -- I don't know how it got  there -- The Tarrasque killed Corwin and was about to kill me when I used the wish scroll to try to uhh fix things" Kerblin trailed off "Go On" Pelor said kindly I thought the scroll was mine, anyway there was a big flash,  I think Corwins Paladin-ness was tranfered to the  tarrasque  somehow.  Than the scroll blew up and here I am"Pelor shook his head,  sungold hair flopping "I know who did this.  Oldimarra!" Pelor bellowed -- his voice could be heard across the planes There was a sound like a meeble as the trickster appeared lloking to the eye like a Jester in an unaturally green outfit "yes o radiant one?" Pelor pointed to the tarrasque which was visible in a glowing disk "Your work" Oldiamra grinned "You like?" and with a gesture the tarrasque appeared in Pelor Hall of Greetings "anyway" I had some help from We Jas on the magic. We figured it would keep you busy for anyway I took out two of your best and knocked you down a peg " The tarrasuque suddenly went one of its chitenss knees "Your radiance" than burped "So sorry sir I uh ate a  Blue Dragon yesterday -- gave me gas" Pelor flaired brightly for a moment than abruptly laughed "well what I am going to do with you?""I am not dead sir?" Pelor chuckled "No you aren't you were brought here by him" The tarrasque glowered at Oldiamra "Do you want me to eat him sir" Pelor smiled "No I think he would be a bit much even for you. So what I am going to call you""Is Skippy OK sir?. I kind of like that"Pelor shrugged "Skippy -- why not? this has been a very absurd day""uhm Mr Pelor sir --" Skippy said timidly "I have done pretty rotten things is there some way I can make them up to you. I feel really bad especially about that village and stuff. I ate a lot of nice folks " Pelor though a moment "Why not -- now that you can uh Detect Evil why don't you just eat bad guys and not good guys""I can do that" Skipy said hopefully"Why Not."Skippy was jumping up and down with glee which was enough to shake Pelors hall "Thank so much sir""Just remember Skippy, Pelor said sternly but not unkindly  "bad guys only""Yes Sir"  with a gesture Pelor gated Skippy back to the Oerth Oldimarra was furious" What the hells ? You are going to let that work for you and you aren't mad about the Paladin and the Archmage  "Pelor smiled a  warm sunbright smile "Anyone  who wants to can be redemed Oldimarra, even a Tarrasque. Anyway its a win/win for me. Two of my loyal serveants, who were getting pretty old anyway, get a much  deserved rest and I get a really powerfull new Paladin. Maybe I should thank you"  "Bugger" Olidmarra said as he vanished The doors at the end of the hall flung open as a hundred celestials poured out to greet Kerblin  " You can go into my hall  now. Did you want to be True Ressed?" Kerblin shook his head,  he was soul tired and the heavens looked very comforting, plus alot of friends were there  "if you still need me My Lord" "No its fine" Kerblin was always loyal and death hadn't changed that  "You deserve a rest, Go" As Kerblin began to fade Pelor added "Oh and it wasn't your fault"The entry to Pelors hall was now empty except for the God himself who looking at the Tarrasque happily dismantle and devour a Displacer Beast. Pelor mused "This is going to be a  bit difficult."  Now who is going to forge a big enough Holy Avenger?"</blockquote>

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