The Psionicle, Part II

[Hand of Vecna]

Nathan steps forward

"I... I would like to try my hand at that..."

 

[Jarval]

"If you wish to carry it you may Nathan, but might it not interfere with your powers? If I may, I would like to carry the gun.

"My powers are fewer and weaker than the rest of yours, so may interfere less with the gun."

Jansson studies the gun with great interest and no little excitement.

 

[Dalamar]

Syld eyes this 'gun' for a moment.
"I will rather not have it, it looks so heavy I doubt I can carry it.
How many times can use this 'gun'?"

 

[Hand of Vecna]

Nathan looks to Jarval, then the gun, then to Jarval again, and finally to Tristram.

"It would be best if we got some practice in with the weapon, and whoever proves to be the better shot should be the one to wield it. Would this be possible, Tristram?"

 

[Jarval]

"It would be best if we got some practice in with the weapon, and whoever proves to be the better shot should be the one to wield it. Would this be possible, Tristram?"

"This sounds like a fine plan. If that is alright with you, Tristram?"

 

[GnomeWorks]

"How many times can you use this 'gun'?"

"So long as you have enough gunpowder and ammunition, you can fire it as many times as you want. However, I will be supplying you with only... 28 ounces of gunpowder, which is good for seven shots. I will also provide the ammunition for those shots."

"It would be best if we got some practice in with the weapon, and whoever proves to be the better shot should be the one to wield it. Would this be possible, Tristram?" ... "This sounds like a fine plan. If that is alright with you, Tristram?"

He grumbles something about community safety, and then resumes his normal speech. "I think that it would be a good idea. We can go outside the gates into the plains for a few minutes, and each of you can try your luck." He overlooks the group. "I'll bring a stand with us, as well, in case you shorter ones would like a shot at it."

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He picks up another horn and a small pouch that makes metallic noises, and puts them into a pouch at his side. He then picks the gun up gingerly, and swings it carefully over his shoulder.

"Well, let's go then. Like I said, we haven't got much time."

He opens the door and heads out, trusting the last of you to close the door. You go through the large room with the machinery again, and out the door. Tristam turns and locks it.

He then leads you onward to the southern gates.

"Gatekeepers," He yells. "Open the gates for a few minutes. We need to test this gun I've got here, to ensure that it is in fit, working condition."

There is an answering call, and the gates slowly open. Tristam walks through, motioning for you to hurry and follow him.

"Go ahead and close the gates while we're out. We won't be long." Tristam yells at the gatekeepers.

Once you are all outside, he looks over the group again. "Well, who shall have the first shot? Oh, we'll need something to fire at." He looks around, then notices an oddity in the stone walls of the city. "Try to shoot that red brick there in the middle, in the wall. The shots shouldn't go through them."

Unexpectedly, Shardorn raises her hand. "I would like a try with it."

Tristam grunts, and loads the weapon for her. He then hands her the weapon, and sets up the stand. She lets the end of the gun rest on it, and fires at the wall.

She misses horribly, the shot going high into the air. Shardorn falls back onto the snow, and the weapon drops noisily to the ground.

Tristam's face flashes with outrage, although it quickly passes. "Perhaps better luck next time," He says through clenched teeth. He picks up the weapon, ignoring the cleric, and cleans it off.

"Next?" He asks, as he reloads the weapon.

 

[Jarval]

Jansson steps forwards, looking enthusiastic.

"I'd like to try a shot next."

 

[Zhure]

Osius doesn't look terribly thrilled.

"I don't think my marksmanship will suffer from lack of practice. Perhaps we should marshall the ammunition instead of me taking a turn at the device.

"I notice it's certainly not a weapon designed for stealthy operation."

 

[GnomeWorks]

"I don't think my marksmanship will suffer from lack of practice. Perhaps we should marshall the ammunition instead of me taking a turn at the device.

"I notice it's certainly not a weapon designed for stealthy operation."

"Indeed, it is not a stealthy weapon. However, we have quite enough ammunition and gunpowder, so there is no danger of running out any time soon."

"I'd like to try a shot next."

"Alright." Tristam hands the loaded gun to Jansson.

OOC:

OOC: Jansson rolls a 19, and -2 (-4 size, +2 BAB) gets a 17.

As he shoots, there is a colorful shimmer in the air. The shimmer is purple and steel-gray, and appears around the weapon. It is there for only an instant, but you could all see that it was there.

A smoking hole suddenly appears on the left side of the brick.

"Well done!" Tristam says, and takes the weapon from Jansson. "Well done." He reloads it.

"Well, does anyone else want a shot?"

 

[Zhure]

OOC: Inkling: will wielding this be a bad idea for Osius?