Walking Dad
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Leif's Homebrew 4E, IC02 [closed]
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Elerosse (Eladrin Wizard)
Elerosse grabs his wand as the guard passes, "Better get this straightened out or the giant will get you before you get him. And your boots are on the wrong feet." Elerosse waves his wand and fixes the tabard. He then follows the warforged.
OOC: Cast Prestidigitation on the tabard.--or Mage Hand if that works better--no notes at hand when I first wrote this.
Elerosse grabs his wand as the guard passes, "Better get this straightened out or the giant will get you before you get him. And your boots are on the wrong feet." Elerosse waves his wand and fixes the tabard. He then follows the warforged.
OOC: Cast Prestidigitation on the tabard.--or Mage Hand if that works better--no notes at hand when I first wrote this.
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Leif
Adventurer
Winterhaven, Alarm!
The heroes arrrive at the gate anon, and mount the steps up to the watch tower. Outside the gate stands a LARGE, crude looking fellow about 30 meters back from the gate. If he approached the tower where you now stand, his head would come almost to the level of your feet. (The beast, for he looks none too civilized in his poorly tanned loincloth and he carries a club that looks more like a small tree trunk, is approximately 10+ feet tall, or roughly 3+ meters tall for you European folk.
) The townsfolk of Winterhaven have brought three of their spindliest-looking, malnourished cattle to offer as tribute. They are all three tied to the same rope lead. They open the gate a bit and 'shoo' the cattle through. "What sorry beasts these are! Is this the best you can do?" *hack* *hack* *cough*
A guardsman answers, "Yes, I'm afraid so. You've already eaten our better cattle."
The "giant" replies, "Well, I suppose it will have to do for now. But I tell you this --NEXT WEEK you'd better have me some good, fat meat to eat, or I'll come in there and wrangle me a brace of fat little children!" *snort* *wheeze* *cough* He takes the rope and begins to lead the cattle off into the woods.
OOC: The Heroes may not know everything about giants, but they know that this is no true giant! And 'he' doesn't appear to be in the best of health, anyway.
The heroes arrrive at the gate anon, and mount the steps up to the watch tower. Outside the gate stands a LARGE, crude looking fellow about 30 meters back from the gate. If he approached the tower where you now stand, his head would come almost to the level of your feet. (The beast, for he looks none too civilized in his poorly tanned loincloth and he carries a club that looks more like a small tree trunk, is approximately 10+ feet tall, or roughly 3+ meters tall for you European folk.
) The townsfolk of Winterhaven have brought three of their spindliest-looking, malnourished cattle to offer as tribute. They are all three tied to the same rope lead. They open the gate a bit and 'shoo' the cattle through. "What sorry beasts these are! Is this the best you can do?" *hack* *hack* *cough*A guardsman answers, "Yes, I'm afraid so. You've already eaten our better cattle."
The "giant" replies, "Well, I suppose it will have to do for now. But I tell you this --NEXT WEEK you'd better have me some good, fat meat to eat, or I'll come in there and wrangle me a brace of fat little children!" *snort* *wheeze* *cough* He takes the rope and begins to lead the cattle off into the woods.
OOC: The Heroes may not know everything about giants, but they know that this is no true giant! And 'he' doesn't appear to be in the best of health, anyway.
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Walking Dad
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Tarrk
"Hey, big one! Why are you getting a tribute? Are you a noble or something?"
Tarrk calls at the "giant".
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Basic attack roll is 1d20+9;2d6.minroll(2)+10
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Tarrk Bloodhoof
Perception: 14 Insight: 12 Normal Vision
AC 19 Fortitude 18 Reflex 15 Will 13
Hit Points: 41/41 Bloodied: 20
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Initiative: +3
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge: 10 Surges per day: 11/11
At-Will Powers: Battle Wrath, Berserker's Charge, Passing Forward
Encounter Powers: Goring Charge, Power Strike 2/2
Daily Powers: -
Condition:
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"Hey, big one! Why are you getting a tribute? Are you a noble or something?"
Tarrk calls at the "giant".
[sblock=OOC]
Basic attack roll is 1d20+9;2d6.minroll(2)+10
[sblock=Mini stat block]
Tarrk Bloodhoof
Perception: 14 Insight: 12 Normal Vision
AC 19 Fortitude 18 Reflex 15 Will 13
Hit Points: 41/41 Bloodied: 20
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Initiative: +3
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge: 10 Surges per day: 11/11
At-Will Powers: Battle Wrath, Berserker's Charge, Passing Forward
Encounter Powers: Goring Charge, Power Strike 2/2
Daily Powers: -
Condition:
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Leif
Adventurer
Winterhaven
The 'giant' covers his mouth a releases a great belch. "Ahhh, Urval feel better now!"
The great beast raises himself up to his full height, and, on second thought, your previous estimate of his height seems to have been in error. He stands easily twelve feet tall, probably closer to 15 feet tall. And he speaks again:
"Urval not a noble, him no pampered lout. The wee people give Urval tribute because he demands it! Urval hungry. Come out and face me in single combat, if you doubt me. Otherwise, Urval want to go home and eat these puny beasts. Next time why don't YOU bring Urval the tribute puny minotaur? You small for a minotaur, did mama not feed you enough?"
The 'giant' covers his mouth a releases a great belch. "Ahhh, Urval feel better now!"
The great beast raises himself up to his full height, and, on second thought, your previous estimate of his height seems to have been in error. He stands easily twelve feet tall, probably closer to 15 feet tall. And he speaks again:
"Urval not a noble, him no pampered lout. The wee people give Urval tribute because he demands it! Urval hungry. Come out and face me in single combat, if you doubt me. Otherwise, Urval want to go home and eat these puny beasts. Next time why don't YOU bring Urval the tribute puny minotaur? You small for a minotaur, did mama not feed you enough?"
Walking Dad
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Tarrk
"I don't do single combat with just everyone. I have a new tribe now. But go away, or we will feed you to your mommy!"
Tarrk shouts back again. Giants are like the big beasts he hunted before... slow, dumb... but should be approached with caution and in numbers
[sblock=OOC]
Basic attack roll is 1d20+9;2d6.minroll(2)+10
[sblock=Mini stat block]
Tarrk Bloodhoof
Perception: 14 Insight: 12 Normal Vision
AC 19 Fortitude 18 Reflex 15 Will 13
Hit Points: 41/41 Bloodied: 20
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Initiative: +3
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge: 10 Surges per day: 11/11
At-Will Powers: Battle Wrath, Berserker's Charge, Passing Forward
Encounter Powers: Goring Charge, Power Strike 2/2
Daily Powers: -
Condition:
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"I don't do single combat with just everyone. I have a new tribe now. But go away, or we will feed you to your mommy!"
Tarrk shouts back again. Giants are like the big beasts he hunted before... slow, dumb... but should be approached with caution and in numbers
[sblock=OOC]
Basic attack roll is 1d20+9;2d6.minroll(2)+10
[sblock=Mini stat block]
Tarrk Bloodhoof
Perception: 14 Insight: 12 Normal Vision
AC 19 Fortitude 18 Reflex 15 Will 13
Hit Points: 41/41 Bloodied: 20
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Initiative: +3
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge: 10 Surges per day: 11/11
At-Will Powers: Battle Wrath, Berserker's Charge, Passing Forward
Encounter Powers: Goring Charge, Power Strike 2/2
Daily Powers: -
Condition:
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Leif
Adventurer
Winterhaven
Satisfied that Tarrk will not come out to face him just now, the giant leads the horses off down the road, roughly heading west and north. The heroes notice, however, that he is still wary, and looks back toward the Winterhaven town walls fairly frequently. It seems that there will be no taking him at unawares this time.
Satisfied that Tarrk will not come out to face him just now, the giant leads the horses off down the road, roughly heading west and north. The heroes notice, however, that he is still wary, and looks back toward the Winterhaven town walls fairly frequently. It seems that there will be no taking him at unawares this time.
