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PROLOGUE: WELL WISHERS Adventurers, Dorn Galanodel, your princess Esmerelda, Gregor Selan, your royal twin princess Pinkle Toes, Birel Inoxios, your princess Her Grace Onea Lledas Emerania the Stalwart, Dihadn Nailo, your prince His Lordhorse Sir Quincy Down of the Saintly Apples, and You are escorting Queen Aruglia and King Pizzoza in your journey to find a way to break the century curse upon the royal bloodline of Futcar kingdom laid upon them twenty years ago by a circle of hooded sorcerers who demanded to be wed to all the princes and princesses and were denied. A revolt happened soon after, as none of the subjects believed that the goblins and horses could possibly be their beloved rulers. With what little of the treasury they could carry from the castle vault before they escaped through the secret passage, they purchased the cart and tack necessary for them to be the mules and mounts for whatever adventurers might believe their story and undertake a quest to return them to normal. Those adventurers are you. The first lead you've found has led you to the Oasis of Aushi , a desert town where a powerful artifact, the Antlion Pearl, rumored to be able to heal any ailment, is kept by one of the identical Octuplet Elders, who stand in a circle on a hill and dispense wisdom in exchange for sustenance. They have agreed to grant you access to the Pearl in exchange for rescuing the town youths, who have undertaken the coming of age ritual journey to the Syri Tower, in which every year the Great Stone Elevator must be raised in order to refill the oasis pool, now dangerously low. They have not returned and everyone fears the worst. Were they devoured by a Sand Worm? or encased in glass by a Dragon? or taken hostage by Bandits? You all find firsthand another possibility: lost in a sandstorm. Huddled in the lee of the cart, things of course get worse. The thunk of debris striking wood reveals its malicious origin when an arrowhead pokes through the solid wood wheel that was your shelter. It's been fired downwind, and more are soon to come. Fortunately, for an instant the visibility improves enough to make out the silhouettes of five bandits with shortbows atop a shifting dune, in a spread out line formation 25 feet away. What do you do? Don't bother reproducing your sheets or linking to them, I did it in this post ALL FOR YOU. Your wards are all riding horses or goblins who hide from all combat, and will never be attacked or killed, only captured. We're doing THEATER OF THE MIND combat, but since this is the tutorial battle you're just starting off in a ball and mashing two sides against each other. ENVIRONMENTAL EFFECTS: Ranged or area attacks fired upwind from low ground have disadvantage. Incapacitated creatures roll down the dune and risk being buried in sand. SET YOUR AI, and take your turn during this AUTOMATIC PAUSE that happens at the start of every decision point if you want, and I'll start RUNNING THE NUMBERS. Every good actual roleplay thing you do (banter, talking to the enemy or your horses and goblins) increases the (125, this time) XP reward by 50% per person because gently caress level 1. OOC thread ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: Three Missed Strikes? I'm out–Captain Walker slydingdoor fucked around with this message at 17:39 on Jun 29, 2016 |
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Dihadn Nailo "Bandits, huh? They always seem to crowd around the oasis in this part of the desert. Lets gut them quickly so this drat prince will stop nipping at my heals. BACK OFF YOUR LORDHORSESHIP, WE'RE OUT OF APPLES!" pre:AI: Strong Attack Type: Ranged Ammo: 20/20
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 Gavin Redgrave With a hearty laugh, Gavin hops down from Lord High Horse (he forgot the royal's name so he gave the horse a new one) and flips his hair out of his eyes. "The time has come, and so have I. We're in a rush; step aside or die. drat, that sounded much cooler in my head. Shouldn't have tried to rhyme." Shrugging, he grabs his rod from his belt, twirls it between his fingers, and lets loose a barrage of eldritch blasts. pre:Combat AI: Leader Resource Usage: Frugal Attack Type: Ranged
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 Birel Inoxios Birel stirs from her usual morale-boosting routine of playing mindless noise on her lute and stands on the cart facing toward the source of the damage. "What dares disturb my scrying?" When the storm dies down a touch, she realizes exactly who. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were illiterate!" She then begins cursing in Undercommon. pre:Combat AI: Leader Attack Type: Ranged Resource Use: Frugal
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Gregor Selan Gregor's stomach drops as he sees the bandits approach. Being completely new to this adventuring thing, he'd never actually intentionally hurt anyone, outside of a couple grade school tuffles. "Bandits!!" he cries as he feels his muscles tense up, the adrenaline surging through his body. Fight or flight is kicking in, and fortunately for boht himself and his fellow adventurers, he'd steeled himself enough beforehand to make sure that his choice was the former. He hops off Princess Pinkletoes and prepares to do what he's used to: flinging fire. pre:AI: Weak Attack: Ranged Resource: Frugal Look Around You fucked around with this message at 04:55 on Jun 12, 2016 |
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Dihadn Nailo "Yes you pillock, those are bandits. Don't worry, we only have to kill 4 of them to make the 5th run away. No need to get your fireballs all in a bustle."
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 Dorn Galanodel As the sandstorm rises and brings a halt to the journey Dorn shifts his shield to keep the sand out of his eyes, and the eyes of Esmerelda. When the arrow lodges into the cart he looks up. At Gegor's shout he responds, "indeed." He turns to the princess Esmerelda, horse that she may be, and with a small bow says "wait here my lady." He turns toward the bandits, drawing his sword and striding forth to strike them down. "Hail bandits! Surrender and you shall be given mercy. If you so choose to put up a fight you will regret it." He shouts as he advances upon the bandits. pre:Combat AI: Leader Attack Type: Melee Resource Use: Frugal
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Gavin, your eldritch blast comes from his fingers to the bandit on the far right, then Gregor, your slower firebolt intersects with it in the bandit's chest. They collapse and roll down the foot of the hill to your cart, where you all can smell smouldering wool and flesh being blown to you from upwind. Dorn rushes up the dune to the bandit on the left, who draws a scimitar and clashes with him for a few seconds before being slashed across the chest. The bandit then disengages back to the nearby peak of the dune and leaps over it, breaking line of sight. The right bandit's reply to Birel's magic-imbued insult about their illiteracy is to run well out of range of Dorn and fire an arrow at Gregor, which sticks in the middle of his chest. 2 inches to his left and it would have been a cupid shot. However, Dihadn's arrow hits the right bandit in the exact same spot. An eye for an eye indeed. The final, left bandit likewise runs just out of range of another charge from Dorn and fires an arrow upon the wounded Gregor... and strikes him down. You are incapacitated and prone. Combat pause for 24 hours unless you all either post your turns/AI changes, ask for an extension, or just choose to mash X to go to the next turn.
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Dihadn Nailo "Hah! These bandits didn't know what hit them" Dihadn says as the arrow enters the bandit's chest. Let's route them out fellows..." Dihadn stops as Gregor let's out a cry. "Oh huh, well that's not good." A smile escapes the tall elf as he stows his bow and draws his rapier, charging at the nearest bandit. pre:AI: Strong Attack Type: Melee Ammo: 19/20
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Birel Inoxios Birel's words seemed to cut less deep than her deep speech would permit, though the intended effect was certainly felt in Gregor's chest. She points the neck of her lute toward the right bandit and shouts, "You cannot hide from my craft. It bleeds within you, you disheveled troglodyte!" She begins playing a jaunty yet foreboding tune and shrieks obscenities at the bandit's meager cover. pre:AI: Weak Attack: Ranged Resource: Frugal Double May Care fucked around with this message at 23:27 on Jun 14, 2016 |
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 Gregor Selan "Aaahhhh!" Gregor cries as he falls to the ground, his hands clutching the arrow sticking out of his chest. He tries to slide behind cover using his feet, but he can't seem to get a grip enough to make a push. After a couple seconds of this, he decides the best course of action is to play dead and hope the bandits don't try to shoot an arrow through his head while he's vulnerable. Look Around You fucked around with this message at 23:19 on Jun 12, 2016 |
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Dorn Galanodel Dorn looks back as Gregor falls, "Gregor, now is not your time to fall!" That said he cannot simply pick Gregor up and get him on his feet, not without making the man a target once more. So he continues after the bandit he wounded. pre:Combat AI: Weak Attack Type: Melee Resource Use: Frugal
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Gavin, you fire an eldritch blast at the last unwounded bandit and blood soaks through the cloth covering their mouth. You all hear a call for retreat and answers in the affirmative. You, Gregor, feels your arrow wound bleeding more and more, but then Queen Aruglia and King Pizzoza come to your aid with bandages and firm hands. They stop the bleeding and reassure you that the arrow wound is not too deep, and it will be able to be removed in a mere hour. Dorn, you chase the bandit you wounded over the dune, and see them skiing down to the bottom, but a fifth bandit is lying in wait, ready to make it less easy for you. A net hidden in the sand tangles your feet and you fall hard, crumpling into a side roll that comes to a stop at the foot of the wounded bandit. One of them tangles you in the net and the other shoots you with an arrow, then they flee and leave you for dead. Prone and entangled, you begin to be buried in sand! The magic in your obscenities, Birel, again fail to take hold of the weakened, fleeing bandit, who makes their own rude gesture back at you just as they flee over the dune. Dihadn, it comes down to you and the last bandit to make their escape. Your rapier clashes with their scimitar and you quickly overwhelm them with your rapid, precise strikes. They fall, too weak to fight, and you easily hurdle them as they roll down next to their fallen ally. But what of Dorn? You burst the net and dig out of the sand before anyone comes to rescue you, and rejoin them covered in dust and pieces of net. A few minutes later the dust begins to clear enough that you all can see the tower looming over the dunes. It and the town are equidistant, some hours away what do you do? Dorn is at 4hp, Gregor will be at 1hp in an hour. Pick a destination and Pick an initial to represent your rank and adjacency in the marching order/formation. If you wish to be engaged/adjacent to someone put your initial in the same cell as theirs. pre:forward [ ][ ][ ] [ ][ ][ ] [ ][ ][ ]
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Dorn Galanodel While the group pauses to allow Gregor to recover Dorn sees to his own wounds. Once Gregor wakes up he walks up to the other man and reaches out a hand to pull Gregor to his feet. "That was a bit harrying, but it looks like you will be fine now." And with that he unleashes a warm healing grace into Gregor, healing some of his battle wounds. Once the group is ready to continue he takes his spot in the front, "Shall we continue on to the tower?" So should be able to get a Short Rest while Gregor recovers. Spend a hit die for 1d10+2 hit points. Then when Gregor wakes up at 1 hp heal him for 5 hp using Lay on Hands. pre:Combat AI: Strong
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Birel Inoxios "Aha! They clearly couldn't handle my superior intellect. That gesture, I should capture it." She pulls out a scroll and some ink and begins etching on Her Grace Emerania's back. "And Dorn, do be careful not to walk us into another ambush. It would be a shame to lose another one so close to the tower." "Alas, poor Gregor..." pre:forward [ ][ D R ][ ] [ ][ B ][ ] [ ][ G ][ ] Double May Care fucked around with this message at 23:27 on Jun 14, 2016 |
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Gregor Selan Now safe and stable, Gregor begins to think of Maddie. Maybe she was right, maybe he shouldn't have come. But what else would he do? He'd burned his way out of everything he'd ever been in. The thought crosses his mind of going back to her, back to safety, but he's jolted out of it upon seeing a haggard Dorn coming over the dune. "If he can make it, so can I," Gregor thinks. Once he's healed, he wonders if he should summon some help[1] overnight. In any case, Gregor decides he would be safest at range from potential enemies, and thus takes a position at the back of the marching order. pre:forward [ ][ X ][ ] [ ][ ][ ] [ ][ G ][ ]
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Gavin Redgrave After ensuring that Gregor and Dorn are well attended to, Gavin takes a moment to loot the body of the thug he and Gregor felled previously. "Waste not, want not. Here's hoping for a healing potion." pre:Combat AI: Strong
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Dihadn Nailo Dihadn stop searching the bodies of the fallen Bandits for anything of value, and sees that the others are up and ready to move out. When Dorn speaks up about the Tower, Dihadn shakes his head. "We're so close, why not check out the Oasis and get some more information on these Youths we're supposed to resuce?" pre:forward [ ][ D R ][ ] [ ][ B Dh ][ ] [ ][ G ][ ]
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You disarm the weakened bandits of their 2 scimitars, 2 shortbows, 2 quivers of 19 arrows, 2 day's rations, and 2 waterskins. "Do you mean to kill us or leave us to die? Gerilen was right about the elders. There's always the next crop of children they can sacrifice to save that unnatural Oasis. If you mean to continue to Syri Tower, know that we will be praying they can defeat you" They hold hands, turn their heads, and spit at the ground beneath your feet.
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Gregor Selan Gregor raises an eyebrow. "Sacrifice? That doesn't sound good," he mutters under his breath, wondering just how true the bandits' claim was. He turns to his compatriots, quietly saying, "The bandits... I've always been one for mercy, myself."
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Birel Inoxios Birel stops drawing what appears to be a set of sausages and takes a look at the speaking bandit. "Gerilen? Your leader, I presume..." She seems a bit startled that Gregor spoke, and whispers in turn, "These youths, headed to their deaths against their will. Makes me sick." Once more she looks at her parchment. "So raw. Maybe... Well, they said to make sure the kids are safe, right?" Double May Care fucked around with this message at 01:35 on Jun 15, 2016 |
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Dihadn Nailo Still stripping the bandits of their gear, Dihadn smiles at the one that asked about leaving them to die. "I see no need for that. You were only doing what you thought was right. However we are not going to make it easy for you." Saying this, Dihadn takes a bit of rope from the sack on the back of His Lordhorseship and binds the bandit's hands and feet. Then, walking 50 paces away, Dihadn places a small sack with a days worth of rations and one of the Scimitars buried in the sand. "Better hurry and scuttle over here before the predators smell the food" Dihadn points towards the circling birds overhad before mounting His Lordehorship and leading the team away form the leftover bandits. "Lets Ride!"
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The bandits start inchworming their way to the package, "They won't know we aren't safe if we died on the journey I see..." Gregor and Dorn, you finish your short rests stitched up, bandaged, and anesthetized, feeling as good as new. Then you all continue to Syri Tower. On the way you see a Giant Scorpion resting in the shade of some boulders. They are known to outpace a person and be impossible to sneak up upon at night, when they hunt. Riding fast mounts, like yours, is the only way to escape them before being caught in their serrated pincers or, worse, impaled on their venomous tail that undulates like an enormous one-toothed cobra ready to strike and inject. What do you do?
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Gavin Redgrave "We could easily get the drop on it, or sneak past," whispers Gavin. "Suggest the former. We leave this thing alive and no telling who it'll hunt tonight. Could even be us." pre:Combat AI: Strong Resource Usage: Frugal Attack Type: Ranged
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Gregor Selan "I would be ok preemptively removing this threat as well, though in my experiences, even normal scorpions are not to be trifled with lightly due to their poison, let alone giant ones." I'm assuming we get a surprise round on it since it's sleeping, right? pre:Actions: Gregor will move directly away from the scorpion with his move as far as possible so that he is no more than 90ft away from it. Then he will cast Chromatic Orb (fire) at the Giant Scorpion. Look Around You fucked around with this message at 23:33 on Jun 15, 2016 |
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Birel Inoxios Birel scratches behind Onea's ear and dismounts with her lute. "That's a good plan." She addresses Dorn, who hasn't yet spoken up. "Dorn, if you plan on taking that thing, you'll need some help. Here." She plucks a small diddy from her distant memories. pre:Birel moves away from the scorpion as well. She then uses Bardic Inspiration on Dorn.
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Dihadn Nailo "Yes, lets strike first and see if we can down it without being stung." Dihadn unslings his bow and readies an arrow for the surprise attack. pre:Combat AI: Strong Resource Usage: Generous Attack Type: Ranged Ammo: 20/20
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Dorn Galanodel Dorn nods, climbs down from his horse ... princess and draws his shield. He also draws a javelin with his other hand. Then as the others get in position and make their attacks he rushes forth a bit so that he is close enough to throw his javelin at the giant scorpion. pre:Combat AI: Strong
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You all unleash a volley of spells and missiles in unison that all strike home. Sensing not the source of these attacks, Giant Scorpion flees across the hot sands. It can outrun a person on foot, but the mounted could advance far enough for another volley. However, the rocky terrain would put each prince and princess that at some risk were they to try to traverse it. What do you do? You guys all rolled absurdly well. Dorn even crit. This thing is probably only escaping because it rolled good initiative.
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Gavin Redgrave "What a poser! Might as well go finish it off, long as it's on the ropes." Gavin pursues the creature, getting just close enough to pump it full of eldritch force. pre:Combat AI: Strong Resource Usage: Frugal Attack Type: Ranged
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Dihadn Nailo "I agree, we should end it before it decides to end us " Mounting Hislordehorseship, Dihadn strings another arrow and attempts to attack on horseback. pre:Combat AI: Strong Resource Usage: Generous Attack Type: Ranged Ammo: 19/20
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Gregor Selan "Onward!" Gregor cries, getting entirely too caught up in the moment. He charges forward on his fancy steed, ready to fling some more fire at the fleeing scorpion. pre:Combat AI: Strong Resource: Generous Attack Type: Ranged Spells: 1: 1/2 Look Around You fucked around with this message at 17:45 on Jun 16, 2016 |
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Gavin, Dihadn, you each ride your horses down paths that put them into a position where they cannot advance without surely breaking a hoof or falling, nor can they easily return to the group. The rear up and neigh well before you can get in range to try to finish off the Giant Scorpion, then look uneasy that they cannot return to the higher ground at any point in sight. Does anyone else attempt the ride? At least you will have company if you fail!
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Birel Inoxios "Yeah, let's..." Birel appears to be struggling to mount Her Grace while still playing her lute. "Ergh... You pursue the beast. I will continue to rouse the party!" She continues playing her lute, getting into the meat of her epic. Double May Care fucked around with this message at 17:57 on Jun 16, 2016 |
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Dorn Galanodel Dorn does not immediately follow the others, he slowly walks his horse princess, retrieving his javelin, and making certain she does not break a leg. He will eventually reach the others where he can see to possible injuries they may sustain in their mad dash. pre:Combat AI: Strong
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Gregor Selan Gregor pulls tight on the reigns of his regal steed as he nears the rocky terrain, then dismounts and slowly leads his princess down the hill after Gavin and Dihadn, aiming to meet up with them at the bottom.
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Gregor, Dorn, and Dihadn, you and your polymorphed horses take the low ground, the rest of the party and the car take the high ground. The former is punctuated by some tricky riding spots and is less direct than beelining through the dunes, so you all must rest for the night, when all the desert creatures awaken. Cacti bloom to attract the night-bugs that pollinate them, owls begin to hoot, and coyotes begin to howl. Then an unexpected light rain begins to fall, and the cacti swell and ground-stones glimmer in the moonlight. Queen Aruglia wistfully comments how romantic it is, then she and her family all lower their heads. While you take watch, Birel, your drow senses reach their full potential due to the darkness. You detect a Dire Coyote leading her 7 pups in the general area of the low grounders, who are all asleep and unarmed. She howls and the pups suddenly sprint to your companions. The mother keeps her distance. You sound the alarm and the low grounders awaken. What do you all do? Flee, Fight, or Other? slydingdoor fucked around with this message at 18:05 on Jun 18, 2016 |
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Birel Inoxios The scampering coyotes inadvertantly wind up in a piece Birel is painting, of the wild valley before her and her comrades. "Ah, that's a lovely scene." "Right, that's quite close enough, Leira drat them. Contact, gentlemen!" She begins a new song with a mighty strum and slides down the valley to begin blowing the lot away. pre:AI: Weak Attack: Ranged Resource: Generous
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Dihadn Nailo "Right, more innocent wildlife to kill." pre:Combat AI: Strong Resource Usage: Generous Attack Type: Ranged Ammo: 19/20
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