TURTLEDOME!: Battle Bone (DM: KenHood, Judge: Lord S.)

[KenHood]

Lucy, you got some 'xplainin' to do...

[sblock=fireinthedust]

...and he shows her three gold coins...

Is he giving her the coins or letting her look at them? Kind of mean if he's saying that he's going to give her money, then just shows it to her.

...(from the purse that regenerates gold every morning)...

Ha-ha! That's really clev-- NO!

Can we help with anything? We're heroes, y'know.

Skill check!

Yes, yes. I know what you're thinking. "Goodness! The dialogue is great and sensible! He's just asking for a skill check, so he can entertain himself if I roll a '1'." Well, I think we've known each other long enough to know that's absolutely true.

Now, gimme my skill check!

And please, please, please roll a '1'![/sblock]

 

[Reklaw]

[sblock=Kenhood]Thievery Check=[6] = (6)[/sblock]

 

[mohalloran]

[sblock=KenHood and Emral]Vaunea nods in agreement "Heroes."[/sblock]

[sblock=Aid Another]1d20+?->12+?

I figured you can add whatever modifier you needed into the roll.[/sblock]

[sblock=OOC]So, knowing Emral, are we going to need a bluff check for this one. [/sblock]

 

[weldon]

There is an almost imperceptible tightening around Finnian's eyes, and then suddenly his eyes blink.

[sblock=OOC]Welcome back to the newly married! I hope all went well. Sorry to have drifted off there while everyone was preoccupied with nuptials. May I reenter the story? or should I wait until this interaction is over?[/sblock]

 

[fireinthedust]

[sblock=Kenhood, Vaunea, Lurkers, Me, Lord Sess, various significant others]

Is he giving her the coins or letting her look at them? Kind of mean if he's saying that he's going to give her money, then just shows it to her.

Yeah, with the world watching I want the crowd to think I'm a prick... he's giving them to her.

Ha-ha! That's really clev-- NO!

Hey man, you said there was a purse that would have 250gp in it the next morning; as written, and you didn't contradict it in-game, I take that to mean I have a magical money-growing bag. I think, as a GM who's serious about his reputation for fairness, kindness, and generosity, that you should honor this gross violation of the intent of what you meant.
Bluff the GM=23

Skill check!

Fine! And, since my GM-bluffing check looks like a success, I'd like to add more of my regenerating gold to influence her!

Emral diplomatizes her with a... =17! [/sblock]

 

[KenHood]

In a Chest in an Undisclosed Location

[sblock=Drivan Only]

Thievery Check=[6] = (6)

The bonds on your wrists become extraordinarily tight with your manipulations. You're not going to get them any more loose. The good news is that you have more freedom of movement and won't strangle yourself with exertions.[/sblock]

 

[KenHood]

[sblock=fireinthedust]

Yeah, with the world watching I want the crowd to think I'm a prick... he's giving them to her.

Hee-hee-hee!

Hey man, you said there was a purse that would have 250gp in it the next morning; as written, and you didn't contradict it in-game, I take that to mean I have a magical money-growing bag.

You know now that I think about it you've got a really valid poi-- NO!

I think, as a GM who's serious about his reputation for fairness, kindness, and generosity...

Oh... Oh, the pain of the laughter.

I'm a 2nd-Edition DM, so I make my abritrarily determined saving throw. *Plbbt!*

Oh, and I've got 18/00 Strength, too![/sblock]

 

[KenHood]

[sblock=weldon]Weldon!

May I reenter the story?

Yep!

or should I wait until this interaction is over?

Nah.

Finnian is standing in the middle of the street. Emral walked him part of the way back to the Dusty Quill, but ran back to accompany Vaunea.[/sblock]

 

[KenHood]

A couple of blocks from the Dusty Quill

[sblock=Emral, Vaunea, and Finnian]

Um, are you okay? You seem frightened. Can we help with anything? We're heroes, y'know.

Vaunea nods in agreement "Heroes."

"Oh! Uhm... sorry about that."

She snatches the gold out of Emral's hand and slams the door.

"Have a nice day!" you hear her say from the other side.[/sblock]

Almost there...

 

[fireinthedust]

[sblock=ev-re-bod-ee and me!] Emral furrows his brow, and looks for a window, peering through. Uhhhhh... ok, no problem. But seriously, I heard screaming. What was that? While he did want to move on, his conscience kicked in, hard. He had to see the source of the screaming.[/sblock]