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<blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 4133615" data-attributes="member: 16069"><p>Who had decided at this point of the game to develop a carefree attitude towards Hit Points, more will be made of this later.</p><p></p><p>Ristamar </p><p></p><p>A big @ the Beastie Boys parody. Please tell me one of your players actually came up with that. </p><p></p><p>Alas no, the players are average age 12, James (Grand Alf) I remember did some funky dancing in the middle of the kitchen, but alas no Beastie Boys, I may have added that myself.</p><p></p><p>It gets worse of course... before it gets worserer.</p><p></p><p>Next Turn: Bernard bye-bye.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile at the front of the fracas, just before the tree, the Outcast capers and points his twiggy wand towards the lurching looming Bernard the Bugbear Zombie, the grass reaches up and grasps the tottering creature bringing it to a complete stop.</p><p></p><p>“Oh yes, you would would you, well I didn’t get to where I am today without having to deal with the likes of you, all big and animated- back from the dead, and loving it- a new life, who are you kidding. Nature is the great leveller, primordial in its intelligence, in its effect- a combination of the strongest elements… by the way- catch.” </p><p></p><p>The Outcast winds up his heckle.</p><p></p><p>Bernard catches.</p><p></p><p>It’s a Flaming Sphere.</p><p></p><p>The Bugbear ignites, face, fur and one hand instantly charred and crisping.</p><p></p><p>“Marthta?”</p><p></p><p>Bernard’s fur burns, skin melts.</p><p></p><p>“Er. Marthta?”</p><p></p><p>Bernard tries to turn to look at Saradomin.</p><p></p><p>“Can I…”</p><p></p><p>Bernard drops the Flaming Sphere.</p><p></p><p>Actually that’s not the whole story, Bernard’s one good hand and arm combo burns through, drops to the dirt floor, still clutching the Flaming Sphere.</p><p></p><p>The Bugbear tries desperately to extricate himself from the clutching, now burning, plants at his feet.</p><p></p><p>“Marthta? I’m on fire Marthta. Permission to put myself out? Marthta? I’m on fire Marthta…”</p><p></p><p>WOOF</p><p></p><p>Bernard ignites, a flaming Bugbear shaped pillar, bits of him crisp, crunch and slip away, tumble to the dirt floor- charcoal.</p><p></p><p>“Marthta. I have… failed you. Marthta?”</p><p></p><p>Bernard collapses. The plants at his feet now thoroughly burnt through. Smoke billows obscuring the Outcast who cackles with joy, for Bernard’s it too late though.</p><p></p><p>“Marthta I will always remember you. You were a good boss, the hours were good, and you respected me- that’s important for the Undead, Marthta. You made me feel… for the first time… feel… warm inside.”</p><p></p><p>Bernard implodes, the charcoal husk no longer strong enough to sustain the animus.</p><p></p><p>“What was that?” Aleso shrieks over the sound of battle.</p><p>“I didn’t hear anything.” Saradomin states and swings hard at Sir Bradford.</p><p></p><p>At that instant Grand Alf charges between the Holy pair, spade in hand- Aleso stumbles forward, brings his scimitar up just in time as Sir Bradford almost connects, Saradomin is sent sprawling, lands face first in the dirt.</p><p></p><p>The Priest of St. Cuthbert looks up to see the gnarling root-like legs of the last Twig Blight standing over him- the creature reaches down, rakes its ragged claws across the Priest’s face.</p><p></p><p>Saradomin screams like a little girl, and is almost blinded in the attack- he has plenty to scream about, the Twig Blight’s poisonous sap courses through him, he feels weak, ineffectual…</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Blue">DMs Interlude- where’s your money- TPK? For the first time ever the lucky dice rolls have totally deserted them, they look like nothing more than an unprepared rag-tag bunch of neophytes who’ve bet the lot on a natural “20”.</span></p><p></p><p>Next Turn: Glory, glory Spadeinator.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Goonalan, post: 4133615, member: 16069"] Who had decided at this point of the game to develop a carefree attitude towards Hit Points, more will be made of this later. Ristamar A big @ the Beastie Boys parody. Please tell me one of your players actually came up with that. Alas no, the players are average age 12, James (Grand Alf) I remember did some funky dancing in the middle of the kitchen, but alas no Beastie Boys, I may have added that myself. It gets worse of course... before it gets worserer. Next Turn: Bernard bye-bye. Meanwhile at the front of the fracas, just before the tree, the Outcast capers and points his twiggy wand towards the lurching looming Bernard the Bugbear Zombie, the grass reaches up and grasps the tottering creature bringing it to a complete stop. “Oh yes, you would would you, well I didn’t get to where I am today without having to deal with the likes of you, all big and animated- back from the dead, and loving it- a new life, who are you kidding. Nature is the great leveller, primordial in its intelligence, in its effect- a combination of the strongest elements… by the way- catch.” The Outcast winds up his heckle. Bernard catches. It’s a Flaming Sphere. The Bugbear ignites, face, fur and one hand instantly charred and crisping. “Marthta?” Bernard’s fur burns, skin melts. “Er. Marthta?” Bernard tries to turn to look at Saradomin. “Can I…” Bernard drops the Flaming Sphere. Actually that’s not the whole story, Bernard’s one good hand and arm combo burns through, drops to the dirt floor, still clutching the Flaming Sphere. The Bugbear tries desperately to extricate himself from the clutching, now burning, plants at his feet. “Marthta? I’m on fire Marthta. Permission to put myself out? Marthta? I’m on fire Marthta…” WOOF Bernard ignites, a flaming Bugbear shaped pillar, bits of him crisp, crunch and slip away, tumble to the dirt floor- charcoal. “Marthta. I have… failed you. Marthta?” Bernard collapses. The plants at his feet now thoroughly burnt through. Smoke billows obscuring the Outcast who cackles with joy, for Bernard’s it too late though. “Marthta I will always remember you. You were a good boss, the hours were good, and you respected me- that’s important for the Undead, Marthta. You made me feel… for the first time… feel… warm inside.” Bernard implodes, the charcoal husk no longer strong enough to sustain the animus. “What was that?” Aleso shrieks over the sound of battle. “I didn’t hear anything.” Saradomin states and swings hard at Sir Bradford. At that instant Grand Alf charges between the Holy pair, spade in hand- Aleso stumbles forward, brings his scimitar up just in time as Sir Bradford almost connects, Saradomin is sent sprawling, lands face first in the dirt. The Priest of St. Cuthbert looks up to see the gnarling root-like legs of the last Twig Blight standing over him- the creature reaches down, rakes its ragged claws across the Priest’s face. Saradomin screams like a little girl, and is almost blinded in the attack- he has plenty to scream about, the Twig Blight’s poisonous sap courses through him, he feels weak, ineffectual… [COLOR=Blue]DMs Interlude- where’s your money- TPK? For the first time ever the lucky dice rolls have totally deserted them, they look like nothing more than an unprepared rag-tag bunch of neophytes who’ve bet the lot on a natural “20”.[/COLOR] Next Turn: Glory, glory Spadeinator. [/QUOTE]
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