Ranger Rick
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Desert ignores everything but the last curling wisps of smoke as it drifts ever higher.
Tales From The Old Bald One-Eyed Salty Red Dog Tavern! (chapter 1, now closed)
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Lazlow
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Al watches Sheriff Bill's display with a wary eye, but remains nonplussed.
"Hmmm... Well, alright. You've twisted my arm. You go find my Rocky and I'll give you the info."
He starts to wave his hand again, but stops suddenly. He looks at you all, then snaps his fingers. What looks to be a perfume bottle appears in his hand, and he hands it over to Gruammsh.
"You might need this. Oh, it's not what you think - it's repellant. Hob-goblin repellant. A couple spritzes of that and they'll steer clear of you, no doubt. Now. Is there anything else before you're on your way?"
"Hmmm... Well, alright. You've twisted my arm. You go find my Rocky and I'll give you the info."
He starts to wave his hand again, but stops suddenly. He looks at you all, then snaps his fingers. What looks to be a perfume bottle appears in his hand, and he hands it over to Gruammsh.
"You might need this. Oh, it's not what you think - it's repellant. Hob-goblin repellant. A couple spritzes of that and they'll steer clear of you, no doubt. Now. Is there anything else before you're on your way?"
Gray Shade
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Yeah, I got my Hob-goblin repellant right chear (hand on sword).
"All right, Al, you got a deal. But that ugly critter turns any of US to stone and you're gonna have some unhappy lawmen (and woman, with a nod to K) on your hands. Now get us outta this dump."
"All right, Al, you got a deal. But that ugly critter turns any of US to stone and you're gonna have some unhappy lawmen (and woman, with a nod to K) on your hands. Now get us outta this dump."
Look at stream (OOC Sorry, text adventure game roots showing)
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"Well, that went well. I think we need to dispatch the duty that has been handed to us. We will need a large sack, some num-nums for the beast and a few spells of sleep and we might be able to dispatch this beast before we meet our... I mean catch this beast and return it to it's rightful master. However if I am turned into a statue, I wish all of you to avenge me and have beast on a stick for dinner. I will do the same for you."
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"Well, that went well. I think we need to dispatch the duty that has been handed to us. We will need a large sack, some num-nums for the beast and a few spells of sleep and we might be able to dispatch this beast before we meet our... I mean catch this beast and return it to it's rightful master. However if I am turned into a statue, I wish all of you to avenge me and have beast on a stick for dinner. I will do the same for you."
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Gray Shade
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> east
> east
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*****
OR, in more modern gaming terms:
"Aye, Ranti, you will be avenged if need be, and if that wizard wouldn't turn you back from stone, we'll be having HIM for desert. But let us hope it does not come to that."
Turning to the party as a whole, he says, "All right, gang, let's go literally bag us a Basilisk. I like your idea of the sleep spells Ranti, prepare your elven magics to that end. I'll track, you all stay ready to pounce. Remember what Al said, approach from the left side." He stops. "Right side." He looks at K. "Right side?"
He shakes his head. "Doesn't matter. Just approach from behind. And watch out for Hobgoblins."
He stops again. "Or do we need a better plan? Could we perhaps take a couple long spears or pole-arms, and sew together several sacks (as we each have at least one) in order to make a portable wall, which we could then hide behind, and then drop on the beast's head to disrupt its gaze. Then, while its gaze is disrupted we will all gut it with our swords . . . er, I mean, beat it into unconcsiousness with the blunt sides of our swords. How does that sound? Anyone have a better plan?"
"It's only got one good eye left, if only there were some way we could simply poke that out, the beast would be no threat and we could easily return it to Al."
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OOC: Berserker Bill will begin tracking Rocky, starting in the direction: East, but will stop to debate a plan if anyone has suggestions (please have suggestions). If he can tell he's getting close, he'll warn the party. He'll also be on the look-out for Hobgoblin tracks.
> east
>
*****
OR, in more modern gaming terms:
"Aye, Ranti, you will be avenged if need be, and if that wizard wouldn't turn you back from stone, we'll be having HIM for desert. But let us hope it does not come to that."
Turning to the party as a whole, he says, "All right, gang, let's go literally bag us a Basilisk. I like your idea of the sleep spells Ranti, prepare your elven magics to that end. I'll track, you all stay ready to pounce. Remember what Al said, approach from the left side." He stops. "Right side." He looks at K. "Right side?"
He shakes his head. "Doesn't matter. Just approach from behind. And watch out for Hobgoblins."
He stops again. "Or do we need a better plan? Could we perhaps take a couple long spears or pole-arms, and sew together several sacks (as we each have at least one) in order to make a portable wall, which we could then hide behind, and then drop on the beast's head to disrupt its gaze. Then, while its gaze is disrupted we will all gut it with our swords . . . er, I mean, beat it into unconcsiousness with the blunt sides of our swords. How does that sound? Anyone have a better plan?"
"It's only got one good eye left, if only there were some way we could simply poke that out, the beast would be no threat and we could easily return it to Al."
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OOC: Berserker Bill will begin tracking Rocky, starting in the direction: East, but will stop to debate a plan if anyone has suggestions (please have suggestions). If he can tell he's getting close, he'll warn the party. He'll also be on the look-out for Hobgoblin tracks.
Take Rock From Stream
Throw rock at basalisk
-----Or in modern terms---
Walking after Bill
"What are these 'Elven Magics' of which you speak? I am a warrior of great renown. I could kill the basalisk with one stone taken from this here stream. (mumbling: Might take me a while however).
I like the idea of a wall, but how then would we see the basalisk. I will approach it with my trusty blindfold and attempt to gut it....er, I mean beat it into submission or at least put its eye out..."
Throw rock at basalisk
-----Or in modern terms---
Walking after Bill
"What are these 'Elven Magics' of which you speak? I am a warrior of great renown. I could kill the basalisk with one stone taken from this here stream. (mumbling: Might take me a while however).
I like the idea of a wall, but how then would we see the basalisk. I will approach it with my trusty blindfold and attempt to gut it....er, I mean beat it into submission or at least put its eye out..."
Gray Shade
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Bill stops tracking to talk to Ranti. "I KNOW you are a great warrior, but you are also an Elf and therefore have Elven magics, right? Why else would you bring up spells of sleepin--AH! Yes. Your blindfold. You may have stumbled upon a genius of a plan there. Your particular mode of combat WILL make you immune to the basilisk's gaze. Therefore perhaps you can get its attention by attempting to poke out its good eye, perhaps, or even throwing a rock from a stream at it--although I'm a little afraid of someone blindfolded throwing rocks--in any case . . . where was I? Oh, yes! Your blindfold! While you have the beast's attention . . ." He trails off to look over the party, and asks under his breath, "who else here is sneaky?" Then cries out, "Desert! Yes. Desert and I will sneak up and drop the wall of sacks over it. Then, with mighty, yet non-lethal, blows from Gruammsh and Richard, and then all of us, we will subdue the beast. What say you all?"
