The Closed Eye (DM: Halford, Judge: garyh)

[sblock=New team name]I think the Mystery Solving Squad may be due for a name change.

Henceforth, we shall be known as the Punishment Patrol! Tremble at our mighty scars![/sblock]
 

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[sblock=Alternate proposal]
How about the "Whack-a-Moles"? You knock one of us down, and another one pops right back up.

Or:

The Bowling Pins - see how many you can knock down!

The Grounds Keepers - since we seem to spend a lot of the time in the dirt anyway.

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Oh! My! Gawd!

[sblock=How about...]'The Pincushions' -- because, well, that's what we are now.

(The Grounds Keepers made me laugh out loud! Good one!)[/sblock]

[sblock=Apparently the only thing 'superior'...]...about 'superior' cover is that sucks in a superior manner, compared to--oh, say--standing in the middle of a brightly lit field with a bulls-eye painted on your chest.[/sblock]
 

[sblock=Good options]
How about the "Whack-a-Moles"? You knock one of us down, and another one pops right back up.
But is our DM going for the high score?

The Bowling Pins - see how many you can knock down!
But is our DM aiming for a strike?

The Grounds Keepers - since we seem to spend a lot of the time in the dirt anyway.
But is our DM focusing our garden-work on pushing up the daisies?

'The Pincushions' -- because, well, that's what we are now.
But is our DM planning a seamster career?[/sblock]
 


[sblock=What we really need is another notorious psychotic halfling]If Neera saves Pal’s life again (by activating his Second Wind with a heal check), she should gain enough XP to level up and get the Ultimate Elf Slayer power mid-battle.[/sblock]
 

[FONT=&quot][sblock= Psychotic halflings???] It would be great if Neera turns out to be Belkar Bitterleafs sister and soon plunges into a killing spree, killing everything in her path while yelling " I AM A SEXY SHOELESS GOD OF WAR". I hope she kills the elves first; those stupid pointy ears know it alls that should be strangled with their own bows while someone yells at them: " Your elven accuracy ain't gonna help you now you stupid, stupid elf! " I must admit, that we would be dead by now if it werent for those bushes. Thank the gods for that. Otherwise we would be turned into shish kebab by the elves and [/FONT][FONT=&quot]lustrously[/FONT][FONT=&quot] eaten by the goblins later[/FONT][FONT=&quot][/sblock][/FONT]
 

[sblock=I vote...]...that we aim for 'unconsciousness' on the last elf archer. I want to take all those arrows that we've been shot with and insert them into all nine of his body orifices.[/sblock]
 

Round 4, continued

Atreus fires twice from hiding, dropping a goblin and an elf almost at the same time. (ooc: both hits, goblin 1 and archer 1 die. Atreus still has total concealment.)

The remaining goblin circles toward his fallen comrades and hurls another javelin at Tander. His aim is good, and Tander sways, vision reddening. (ooc: hit, 8 damage. )

Woe...

Neera's voice flutters over the wall, scared and angry. "Maybe if I pull the arrow out... Nggg, it's stuck! Oh, there it comes. Well, uh, that didn't help. Look at all that blood!" (ooc: resolved out of order to speed things up; Neera's heal check fails. )

Palindrome (need a death save) and Tander are up as well, after Woe.

[sblock=initiative and status]

Tander 2/24 +2 to defenses 'tsnt, bloodied
Archer 1 dead
Archer 2 unharmed
Atreus 24/24, total concealment
Goblin 1 dead
Goblin 2 unharmed
Woe 13/29, bloodied, prone <== You're up
Goblin 3 dead
Neera unharmed
Palindrome -2/23, dying

Resources used:
* Tander: Healing Word x2, second wind
* Atreus: Surge x2, healing potion, AP
* Palindrome: Surge x1, healing potion, Force Orb
* Woe: Surge x1

* Archer 2: Elven Accuracy
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[sblock=What the hell?!]You're rolling 20's right and left for the bad guys, but when it comes to a lousy Heal check, you get a 2?

A 2?![/sblock]

[sblock=Hey, there's that light again...]Palindrome find himself in a room draped in dark crimson curtains. The floor is a highly polished black and white checkerboard. An unseen saxophone, accompanied by a bass, plays eerie, discordant music.

On a red velvet couch, beside a red lamp, sits Woe. His posture is unnatural in its straightness and stiffness. "Sdrawkcab bned smra ym semitomes," he says in a harsh voice.

Doddoddod, wearing a tuxedo and bowtie, dances into the room. He shifts from posture to posture in odd, jerky movements, as if suddenly teleporting from one pose to another.

Then, Doddoddod begins a striptease...[/sblock]

"Huuuurk!" grunts Palindrome as Neera yanks out the arrow.


For a brief moment, eyes clear, Palindrome drifts into consciousness. With a gentle touch, he caresses Neera's cheek. He smiles and manages to say in a hoarse whisper, "Don't...worry...lit--ugh--tle...one. Y-you...sssstilll...h-have...a...few...min...minutes...before...y-y-your...organs...liquify."

He collapses.

[sblock=AFK]I'll be away from keyboard for a couple of days. Please NPC my character.

If my character dies, he wants his body cremated, his ashes mixed into concrete, and the concrete dropped on top of Doddoddod's head.[/sblock]
 
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