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[Tue Jul 18 18:36:14 CDT 2000]

[GM]: SETTING: The party has just left the shop of Master Parodoc and walks lazily towards 115 Royal Lane as the sun approaches that midpoint in the sky, about 11am on Dark Tuesday (named for the absence of Silverna in the night sky), Drakurah, Spring of 1132. Sir C and Jamison are still missing as we BEGIN SESSION 47 ---
[GM]: Thor: "Now, what was that address again Jackdaw?"
Jackdaw excitedly skips along
[GM]: Thor looks around, scanning the crowd.
[Jackdaw]: on royal lane
[Jackdaw]: 115
[Jackdaw]: wherever that is
Jackdaw stops "where IS that?"
Jackdaw looks around
[Jackdaw]: "my not know where we going"
[Anne]: "I don't know, JD...Phinny might know."
[Phinnea]: "Dat makes two of us."
[GM]: Thor "Come on, let us walk this way."
Thomas walks along, occasionally twisting his ring idley and watching the crowds.
[GM]: Thor looks at Phinny, "Of course, you know your way around this city better than me."
(Phinnea whispered to GM): where are we heading again?
Jackdaw turns to a passerby "you knowed where royal lane be'ed?"
(GM whispered to Phinnea): 115 Royal Lane ... to Doc Xeno's
(Phinnea whispered to GM): do I know the way?
Thomas gives an idiot grin, matching the warrior's stride and body movements in parody. He smiles, "You said walk this way..."
[GM]: The passerby gives Jackdaw a long look up and down and his jaw drops. He keeps walking without saying a word, but looking back once or twice.
Jackdaw looks after the passerby
[Anne]: "How rude!"
(GM whispered to Phinnea): Sure .... you would at least know where Royal Lane is.
[Jackdaw]: "Pip you knowed?"
Jackdaw says to the air
[Phinnea]: "Royal lane is dis way, dat much I do know..."
[Anne]: "Well then let's go! Jackdaw needs his new flute!"
[Jackdaw]: "ok, my followed you"
Phinnea nods.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): "Squawk .... Squawk ... Royal Lane .... Southtown .... Squawk"
[GM]: The party walks for another 10 mintues and then spies a sign reading Royal Lane.
[Phinnea]: "Ve shud find Doc Xeno's now."
[GM]: As soon as you turn onto Royal Lane you hear the sound of a violin playing.
[Jackdaw]: "goodie!"
Jackdaw 's ears perk up as he listens
Thomas gives a sigh, noting that no one is paying attention to his antics. Under his breath he says, "Tough crowd.."
[GM]: Thor frowns at Thomas
Jackdaw follows the music
[Phinnea]: "ah, ve are getting close! Here dat music?"
Anne looks around, unaware of what transpires between Thor and Thomas...
[GM]: You find the source of the music. A shop selling musical instruments. The Sign outside reads. '"Rudolphs's fine instruments. 85 Royal Lane"
Phinnea speeds up her waddle and stops at the sign.
[GM]: Thor are you sure you got the address right, Jackdaw?"
[Jackdaw]: as he gets closer Jackdaw begins to play an accompianiment on his sirinx
[Phinnea]: "Vhat number do ve want again?"
DICE for Jackdaw: (16-3d6) : 3d6=1,1,2 = [ 12 ]
(Blackhood whispered to GM): Pinnea is a dwarf right?
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): You remember that you have the note given you by Doc Parodoc
[Anne]: "115 I think..."
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): crit success!
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Yes
(Blackhood whispered to GM): everyone else is human?
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Yep ... as is most of the population of this Kingdom
Thomas shrugs, "We can always come back if we can't find this Xeno fellow."
Phinnea reads the sign. "85....den 115 must be a little further."
Jackdaw 's entranced in his music making and doesn't hear Phinea's question or Anval's answer
[Phinnea]: "come, come....a little more.."
[GM]: Jackdaw's playing is awesome you must agree. It kind of get's you in the gut.
Phinnea heads further down Royal Lane, allowing her thick body to sway to JD's music.
[GM]: Thor wipes a tears trying not to let anyone notice.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): it must compliment the violin very well indeed?
Phinnea looks for 115.
Anne sniffs, letting some old memories take hold for the moment...
[GM]: You continue down the Lane as the addresses go up in number ... 91, 97, 111, ....
[GM]: You reach 113 and Phinnea notices the very next number .... 117.
Jackdaw remains playing until they finish then hurries to catch up
Phinnea stops, confused. "115 is missing!"
[GM]: The man in the violin shop smiles and waves at Jackdaw with his bow.
Jackdaw bows back with a smile and a wink "better than sex, almost"
[GM]: The man laughs jollily as Jackdaw makes his way down the street to the party.
[GM]: The party stands in the street not sure of their next move.
Phinnea looks around, trying to understand where 115 could be.
Phinnea looks up.
[GM]: Thor, "Where is that silly faun. Are you sure he said 115, Phinnea?"
Jackdaw catches up "what problem?
[Anne]: Maybe its part of 113 and 117, like a sub-floor or soemthing?"
[Phinnea]: "vell, I am not sure now... Lerts knock on 113 and ask."
Jackdaw takes out both notes, the one with tha address and the introduction
Thomas tries to note if there is any indication of a below or above address. Thomas knows how gnarled thes things can become in the city.
[Jackdaw]: and looks at them
[Jackdaw]: "address say 115 Royal Lane, maybe this not the right Royal lane?"
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Where the note used to read '115 Royal Lane' it now reads 'Dont be silly. 113 is not the right place.'
Phinnea walks up to the door to 113 and raps on the door. "Hello???"
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): The words change before your eyes.
[Jackdaw]: "Pip say'ed Royal Lane be in Southtown"
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): "Squawk"
Phinnea turns to Jackdaw. "Pip?"
[Anne]: "Well, we can't go back to southtown so close to the wedding and the Trial!"
[Jackdaw]: "hmmm, this now say'ed 113 not rught place"
[GM]: There is not answer from Phinnea's knock
[Anne]: "uh... who's Pip?" **Anne remembers his 'familiar Spirit' friend**
[Jackdaw]: "Pip my friend" Jackdaw answers Phinnea
[Anne]: "Oh yeah... I say him, I think..."
Phinnea scurries over to 117 and knocks on that door, a little harder.
[Anne]: say = saw
[Phinnea]: " Have I met dis Pip?"
[GM]: Within a few mintues there is an answer at the door of 117, An Old Woman, "Yes?"
[Anne]: Anne whispers to Phinny
Phinnea turns to the woman and smiles a toothy grin. "VE are looking for 115 Royal Lane."
[Jackdaw]: "umh not sure, my meeted him in Southtown. This what he looked like" he holds out the carved figurine of a Parrot
[GM]: Old Woman, "What did ya say? 115? I am sorry ... I do now know where that is." she slams the door.
[Jackdaw]: "but my think him dead, maybe"
[Jackdaw]: "but still friendly!"
Phinnea looks at the others in dismay. "Vell, she was very rude..."
Anne is suprised at how rude people are being today!
Jackdaw turns back down the street and heads for the violinist's shop
[GM]: Thor "They have been rather rude. That is very odd"
Thomas shrugs, "Okay, maybe ask some of these muscians. If this Xeno guy is popular, somebody must know about him."
Phinnea follows JD.
[Anne]: "Well, why don't we go back to Rudolph's shop at 85 Royal Lane..."
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): You suddenly get an urge to read the note again.
[Phinnea]: "Gud idea..."
Anne follows JD & Phinnea
Jackdaw looks at the note in his hand again
[GM]: The party starts down the street toward Rudolph's when Jackdaw stops and reads the note again.
[Jackdaw]: "you keep changing, is this a funny?"
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): It reads, "Look for the golden brink, silly!"
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): brink=brick
[Anne]: "What's wrong Jackdaw?"
[Jackdaw]: "now it want my looked for golden brick"
Jackdaw looks around for a golden brick
DICE for Jackdaw: (15-3d6) : 3d6=6,5,6 = [ -2 ]
[GM]: Thor, "What kind of foolishness is this. Let me see that note Jackdaw."
Phinnea looks at JD with a puzzled look. "Vhat are you talking about?"
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Roll for what?
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): not see the street my thinked
Anne looks VERY confused
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): was vision, but failed, crit
[GM]: Thor looks at Jackdaw, "Well? Why are you staring over there?"
Thomas looks to the satyr, "Little early to be drinking, friend."
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): btw tonight I'll want to spend some points on a level with my sirinx, after that crit...
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Sure remind me if I forget
[GM]: Thor looks at Jackdaw and puts his hands on his hips, "Can you hear me faun? Have you been bewitched?"
[Thomas]: [The last said in a sarcastic voice]
Jackdaw 's eyes have a glazed look
GM reaches for the note that Jackdaw holds.
[GM]: Thor reaches for it too
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Can he get the note?
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): yes
Phinnea pokes her head into the buddle of people to take a look at the note also.
[GM]: Thor snatches the note from Jackdaw's hand and reads it out loud, "I said look for the golden brick, you fool. And Jackdaw is that way by nature ... he a faun if you haven't noticed."
[GM]: Thor get a freaky look on his face and then drops the note.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): maybe he hypontized himself on something?
[GM]: Thor takes step back, "What kind of madness is this?"
Phinnea is startled at Thor's response, and stares at the note on the floor.
Anne looks worried...
Phinnea bends over to pick up the note.
(Anne whispered to GM): Anne casts sense foes on the note and a 4 hex radius
(Anne whispered to GM): skill -13
(To GM) DICE for Anne: (3d6) : 3d6=4,4,5 = [ 13 ]
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): I really don't know what to do about a crit fail on a vision roll. Unless he thinks he see what he is looking for somewhere else. But I kinda want to hurry this along. So, you ARE kindof dazed.
(Anne whispered to GM): succeed by 0
Jackdaw suddenly shakes himself and says "don't mind if my do"
(GM whispered to Anne): You sense no foes on the note.
Phinnea slowly and cautiously reads the note.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): hope that didn't meess you up
[GM]: The note is lying on the street
[GM]: Then Phinny picks it up.
Jackdaw picks up him note
(GM whispered to Phinnea): It reads, "Why wont any one listen to me. The golden brick .... GOLDEN BRICK, you cant miss it."
[GM]: The Jackdaw snatches it from Phinny
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): I figure he was dazzled by a reflection or some such for a bit and a little disoriented
Phinnea stares at the note wide-eyed, and turns it over in her hands studying both sides.
[GM]: It appears to just be a regular note, nothing else.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): JD not snatch
[Phinnea]: "Dat is one strange note!"
[Phinnea]: "It changes what it says!"
[Jackdaw]: "my haved please" he asks Phinnea
Phinnea gives it to Jd.
Jackdaw looks to see what it say now
Phinnea then looks around for a golden brick.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): Dwaef...Gold a bonus to spot one?
(GM whispered to Phinnea): Where exactly do you look?
Phinnea heads back to the buildings 113 and 117, looking all the while for a golden brick.
(GM whispered to Phinnea): Vision roll please
(Blackhood whispered to GM): can you please tell me what is going on? please? I promise I won't tell
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): what does the note say now?
(To GM) DICE for Phinnea: (14-3d6) : 3d6=6,2,5 = [ 1 ]
(GM whispered to Blackhood): hehe ... you will have to wait and see.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): i knew you were going to say that
[GM]: Phinnea's Dwarfly blood begins to boil and she sees what appears to be a solid gold brick in the wall
Jackdaw wanders back down towards the violinist
[Phinnea]: "Hey look! A Golden Brick!"
[GM]: She is the only one that sees it at this point
Phinnea points at it and hurries towards it.
[GM]: Thor looks around, trying to see where she is looking
[Anne]: "This day is getting crazier and crazier.... I should've stayed at the Cathedral <chuckle>."
[GM]: Thor does not see it at first, but when he gets closer he finds, in the wall between 113 and 117 ... a solid gold brick.
Phinnea looks at Thor. "You big strong man, poke at the golden brick."
[GM]: Thor, "Well, I never!"
[Anne]: "Hey JD!!! I think they found something! (Anne yells to JD)"
[Jackdaw]: when he gets to the violinist he asks "you knowed where to finded Doc Xeno?"
[GM]: Thor streches his arms and then touches the brick. Once touched there is a loud click that everyone hears.
Thomas follows the group, shaking his head at all the excitment.
[Jackdaw]: "him maked instruments my heared"
Phinnea looks around, trying to see what caused the loud click.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): The man says that Doc Xeno is the maker of the finest violins in all of Methor ... but he can not tell you where he lives.
[Phinnea]: "Vhere is JD? Ve shud read dat note again!"
[GM]: A door begins to form in the wall before your eyes.
[GM]: Jackdaw is missing
Phinnea steps away from the wall.
[GM]: The Door opens and a head with pointy ears sticks itself out the gap and growls "What cha wantz".
[Jackdaw]: "Oh, well thanked you anyways"
Thomas backs up and waits a moment.
Anne goes to look for JD
Jackdaw begins to move back up the street
[GM]: Thor takes a step back, as well.
[Phinnea]: "um, Doc Xeno?"
[GM]: It looks at the party over as if sizing it up and grins hungrily, "Ahh...you wantz Doc Xeno, ya?"
Phinnea nods warily.
Jackdaw looks at the note again
[GM]: The Door swings upon revealing a Goblin in a Wizard's costume. He fidgets with a wizard's pointy hat which is blue covered with stars, straightening it on his head. He also wears a long robe of the same design.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): The note says again "115 Royal Lane"
Jackdaw looks for #115
[GM]: The Goblin backs up revealing a long hallway.
Phinnea jumps back when she realizes it is a goblin.
[Anne]: when Anne sees JD walk by, she calls out to him... "Hey JD!"
Thomas chuckles a bit, but tries to cover it.
Phinnea keeps her eye on the Goblin at all times, and maintains a safe distance from him.
[GM]: Jackdaw finds the party standing in front of the open hallway. Curiously enough he notices the letter just above the door, "115 Royal Lane"
[GM]: letter=numbers
[GM]: The Goblin yells, "Doctor, there is someones here to see yaz ... and they smell of gold!" He hobbles down a hallway, waving you along.
Jackdaw looks at the Goblin and says, "Hi you knowed Gnorzzh and Trasshnr? My meeted them before"
[GM]: The Goblin does not see to hear Jackdaw.
Jackdaw follows the Goblin
[GM]: You stand before an empty hallway. Jackdaw enters.
Phinnea lets someone else follow the goblin down the hall first. Phinnea waits until last to enter the hallway.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): is jackdraw the one that bought a night sight ring??
[Jackdaw]: "they teached my a game and my winned all their money"
Anne follows JD
[GM]: Thor enters behind Jackdaw with his hand on the hilt of his shortsword.
(GM whispered to Blackhood): That was Thomas
[Jackdaw]: "umh"
[GM]: You are lead to a small room at the end of the hallway. The first thing you notice is that violins cover the walls and what must be long tables on either side of the room. This is apparently a workshop with many works in progress. There are also a few others instruments strawn aroung the room that makes themselves visible upon close study. You notice a few fifes, a couple of reed insturments, and a recorder of some type.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay
[Jackdaw]: "but my gived it back, they was losted and my helped them finded they way home"
Jackdaw stops transfixed
Phinnea follows the group to the room, and remains near the hallway entrance.
[GM]: The Goblin enters the room and seems to disappear behind something.
[GM]: A voice speaks, "A good day to ya. Well, bless me bones a satyr ... in The Royal City none the less!" You look around for the source of the voice, when suddenly a small man crawls up on the only empty table which acts as a makeshift counter.
[GM]: There is an awkward silence that seems to last for an eternity ... but actually only lasts for about 20 seconds.
[GM]: The man is about 1 foot tall and wears a what looks like a small lab coat. He has short grey curly hair, a closely trimmed beard and has a ruddy red face. "So, what brings ya to me shop, eh?" He looks at the party suspiciously.
Thomas walks along quietly, a littled overwhelmed.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): is jackdraw a fawn or a satyr??
Jackdaw shakes himself and says "yes. Paradox sended my, him sayed you could maked my something with these" as he takes out the Tuscan ivory
(GM whispered to Blackhood): A satyr is a male faun.
Phinnea peers at the small man, trying to figure the man out.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): ah, okay
Phinnea whispers to Anne, "I guess this is Doc Xeno?"
Jackdaw places the ivory and note in front of the little man
[GM]: The man looks at Jackdaw, "Well I am sure that a faun would not lie .... but ... do you have a reference?"
Anne whispers to Phinny "I guess so..."
Jackdaw looks curriously "my not se'ed anyone like you before"
[Phinnea]: "Vhat sort of reference?"
[GM]: The man takes the note and begins to read, "Greetings Doc Xeno, there are my friends. Please treat them well."
[Jackdaw]: "oh, my other note"
Jackdaw places the other note in front of doc Xeno
[ Jamison joined the game ]
[GM]: Doc Xeno smiles, "Very well." He then begins to sniff
[Jamison]: Greetings,all
[Phinnea]: ((hey Jamison!))
[GM]: ((Jamison!!! ))
(Anne whispered to GM): Sorry Rubix, but I'm going to have to go...
[Jackdaw]: hi jamison!
[Blackhood]: ((Bows to jamison in welcome))
(GM whispered to Anne): Take care and ... see ya later!!
(Anne whispered to GM): exhaustion caught up with me... 8(
Phinnea places a cautious hand on her pouch of gold.
(Anne whispered to GM): See ya
[Jamison]: Sorry to be late, at least I made it...
[Anne]: seeya guys...
[GM]: Thor looks around for the Goblin who seems to be missing.
[Phinnea]: ((bye Anne))
[ Zuggtmoy left the game ]
[Jamison]: bye Anne
[GM]: Doc Xeno focuses his sniff on the Tuscan Ivory in Jackdaw's hand, "Ahh... it the Ivory of Tusca. Please .. Please" he reaches for it.
Jamison wonders if it was something he said
(GM whispered to Jamison): It is fate, I guess
Jackdaw hands it to him
(Blackhood whispered to GM): He is the one that you wanted to have the arena match with right? and the one I would sponser to be a knight?>
[GM]: Doc Xeno takes the Ivory and hefts if for weight, smells it "tis rather pure" and then holds it at arms length (about 6 inches) "You know what this is worth? How much do you want for it?"
[Jackdaw]: "they nice pieces, my was thinkinf a sirinx or flute or...."
(GM whispered to Blackhood): That's him.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): Awsome
[Jackdaw]: "my wanted it maded into an instrumeent for my to played"
[GM]: Doc Xeno continues to look the Ivory over "What kind of Instrument did you say?"
[Jackdaw]: "but my carving not up to doing it"
[Jackdaw]: "Maybe a sirinx?" he says holding out his
[GM]: Doc Xeno looks up and then focuses on Jackdaw, "Ahh.. yes .. the Faun Flute!" he reaches for it.
[Jackdaw]: "or a flute or recorede or something"
Jackdaw hands Doc Xeno his sirinx
[Jackdaw]: "it not much, my maked it before my commed to city"
[GM]: Doc Xeno smirks at Jackdaw, "So, I must ask what brings you this far West? You are surely from the East, as am I."
[GM]: Doc continues to look at Jackdaw, hefting the syrinx in his hand but seemingly forgetting it is there.
[Jackdaw]: "interesting things to do and see, and my finded lots of lonely ladies!"
[GM]: Doc Xeno, "Ah yes .. that you will find her ... for sure!"
[Jackdaw]: "my was getting tired of forrest all the time and after the goblins..."
Phinnea snorts at the mention of goblins.
[GM]: Doc Xeno shusses Jackdaw, "Be careful what you say ... we do not speak poorly of that race here."
[Jackdaw]: "the big guy sayed it be'ed a good time for my to travel a bit"
[Jackdaw]: "NOT poorly! they was nice. Big guy was WRONG!"
[Jackdaw]: "Even if him be'ed my father, maybe"
[Jackdaw]: "anyway my much happier here"
[GM]: Doc Xeno, "Yes, things are very differnt here in the Human (he looks around at the others) Kingdom. Tell me this, why are you not suprised to see one of my race here. You see to be about too much business to be a faun." he begins to rub his chin and then realizes that he has the syrinx.
[Jackdaw]: "more to see and do"
Jackdaw speaks in elvish
[GM]: Xeno focuses on the Syrinx, "Yes ... yes ... this should not be too hard to make. He compares it to the raw Ivory."
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): JD speaks Elvish?
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): I am here to see and experience the world, my vista was getting too lomited at home"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): very well
[GM]: Xeno contineus to look at the syrinx. "Yes not a difficult job at all."
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): skill 13
[GM]: After what seems to be a short bit Xeno looks up, "An Elf ... I thought I heard someone say something in Elf!?" he looks around.
[ zeroband joined the game ]
[Jackdaw]: "oh sorry my thinked you might understand"
[GM]: Xeno speaks to Jackdaw in the his native tounge.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ??
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Ah so I see that it has come to this ... you do not know WHAT I am?
[ zeroband left the game ]
Phinnea begins to fidget, obviously uncomfortable with this elven language and wandering goblins.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): It is the language of the Faye
Thomas eyes, but does not touch, any of the items. He thinks it is best for the fairie-kin to take care of their own business.
[ MikeL left the game ]
[Phinnea]: "So, can you make the sirinx or no?" she says impatiently.
[GM]: The Goblin reappears, "Ugg... Doc .... You needs somes helpz?"
[ MikeL joined the game ]
[ MikeL]: ((sorry my connection dropper))
[GM]: The Goblin looks at Phinnea suspicsiouly and keeps his distance.
Jackdaw smiles at the goblin
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Spoken in Faye "Ah so I see that it has come to this ... you do not know WHAT I am?"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): unless it defaulte to elvish I don't know it
Phinnea allows her upper lip to curl upwards in a slight snarl at the goblin's gaze.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): if it defaulte I might get a gist
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): I think that would be the native tounge of the Fauns.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): oh, I thought elvish would be
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Fauns, Fairies, etc.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): maybe it should have been faye then
[GM]: Xeno, "No Ernest ... you may clean up behind the counter."
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Perhasp we should make that change. I think that JD would have 2 native tounges. The formal one (Elvish) and the personal local one (Faye)
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): well if we can retrofit I'll put a point into Elvish to explain having it and Ffaye can be my native language, or my tribe could be...different, maybe closly likked to an elvish group?
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): I will add it to your sheet.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ah, ok
[GM]: Xeno watches as Ernest goes behind him and begins to work. He then turns back to Jackdaw, "What is it ... Fairy got your tounge?"
Jackdaw speaks in the same language that Doc Xeno did
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "that was part of the problem, all we ever saw were fauns and elves"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "that's why I wanted to get out and SEE things"
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): No, I think you saw some of his race ... you partied with them quiet a bit... or at least the other fauns did, once each year on the festival.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ok
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): But you are confused now.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): I'll have to work on that background some it looks like
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): You know that he is not a fairy. You probably saw one or two of them once ...
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): But not much for frolicing.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): But something about him (his race) looks familiar ...but you just cant place it. IQ roll perhaps would do it.
DICE for Jackdaw: (13-3d6) : 3d6=5,1,5 = [ 2 ]
[GM]: Jackdaw for the first time in his life finds himself at a loss for words.
[GM]: Xeno stares at Jackdaw, smilling.
[GM]: Jackdaw begins to put the pieces together ... a man that is 1 foot tall. Curly hair. Ruddy complexion. You can see Jackdaw doing some deep thinking.
Jackdaw mutters something, it sounds nasty
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "Boy am I dense!"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): Doh"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "sorry sir"
Phinnea places a hand on her mace handle, suddenly even more suspicious.
[Jackdaw]: "it ok Phinny, my just being stupid"
[GM]: Xeno, "Well, I cant blame you ... I am not the norm for my race. I am sure that you have never seen one of mine outside the woods on the Festival of Kathorah."
[Jackdaw]: "not many then either"
Phinnea lets a small breath escape, and slowly lowers her hand.
[GM]: Xeno "Maybe this will 'jog' your memory" He takes off his labcoat revealing green britches and shirt and begins to dance a jig. He waves his hand and a hat appears to fly accross the room and lands on top of his head. It is green as well."
[Jackdaw]: "yes, my getted it"
[GM]: One of the violins begin to play by some sort of magic ... a fiddling tune.
Jackdaw picks up his sirinx and joins in
[GM]: Xeno jumps and clicks his heals.
Jackdaw starts dancing too
[GM]: The sight is rather odd to all that watch except for maybe Jackdaw, the Goblin, and Xeno.
[GM]: Thor to Phinny, "This day just gets odder and odder."
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): You guessed it?
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): a bit ago, a leprechaun
Phinnea nods. "Ya, dees people are strange..."
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): when JD swore
[GM]: After about 20 mintues of this the two settle down, out of breath.
[GM]: Xeno laughs a jolly laugh.
[Jackdaw]: "that was fun!"
[GM]: Xeno "Yes, I don't often have time for such frolicing in the big city. You have given me great pleasure... it makes me homesick for Pindoor."
[GM]: Xeno "Now about the Syrinx...."
[Jackdaw]: "well there be a big frollic soon when prince getted himself married"
[GM]: Xeno sit on the counter, legs dangling off the end.
[Jackdaw]: "can you helped my?"
(Blackhood whispered to GM): what is he a elf? sprite?
[GM]: Xeno "Aye ... I hear of this"
[GM]: Xeno "Yes, I can do it for you. If you can afford me price!"
[Jackdaw]: "what you want?"
[Jackdaw]: "my do'ed my bestest"
[GM]: There is a twinkle in Xeno's eye.
[GM]: Xeno speaks to Jackdaw in the Faye tounge.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): A quality instrument is very costly, you know.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "its well worth it!"
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): I have violins here that are worth $10,000 ... or more.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "uh, I don't know how to play a violin, but maybe I could learn..."
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): He looks at you. "I will make you the finest Syrinx in the land ... for say ... $5000." he watches your reaction. " Ivory is very hard to work with you know?"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "but I have over $19000"
[GM]: Xeno continues to speak to Jackdaw, waving occasionally at the violins and pointing at the Ivory.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "Well I have that much, if you take these"
[GM]: The Xeno slaps his leg and laughs outload. "Aye .. a faun if I ever met one!"
Jackdaw pulls out a wad of royal banknotes
[GM]: Xeno frowns
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): "but I could change it for gold if you'd rather..."
[GM]: Xeno "Are you kiddin' me Jackdaw?"
[Jackdaw]: "no"
[GM]: Xeno "One of mine deals only in Gold ... you know better than that."
[Jackdaw]: "but my can getted gold if you wanted"
[Jackdaw]: "my getting spolied by city, this much lighter, my sorry" he wails
[GM]: Xeno "Very good. Leave the Ivory and I will contact you when I am finished."
[Jackdaw]: "my getted gold today!"
[GM]: The Goblin speaks, "Doc ... Doc ... it's time for tea! Doc ... Doc ... "
[GM]: Xeno "Ya ya ... just a sec"
Jackdaw pulls out 3 gold soverigns "for to start"
[GM]: Xeno "Like I said .. I will contact you when I have it made. You have gold then, yes?"
[Jackdaw]: "yes"
[GM]: Xeno waves his hands. "No, all when finished."
[Jackdaw]: "ok"
[GM]: Goblin, "Tea time ... and today you said .. Crumpets."
[GM]: Goblin comes closer to the counter, "You said ... crumpets."
[GM]: Xeno looks at Ernest, "Ya I know what me said ... and that we shall have."
[GM]: Xeno hops down from the counter and appraoches JD. He offers his hand for a shake.
[Jackdaw]: "thanked you, my be'ed ready"
Jackdaw shakes
[GM]: Xeno "then a deal we have then?"
[GM]: Xeno smiles
[Jackdaw]: "it be"
Phinnea looks at Xeno and back at the Goblin, and shakes her head in distrust.
[GM]: Xeno "Fine, now if you will excuse me .. I have a promise to keep."
Phinnea mutters something under her breath.
[GM]: Xeno "You know the way out?"
[GM]: Thor notices Phinnea and shakes his head too.
[Jackdaw]: "my be ready,"
[Jackdaw]: "yes"
Jackdaw leads the way back out
Phinnea backs out of the room, and hurries after JD.
[GM]: Xeno walks aournd the counter, "I will be seeing ya then ... and thanks for the jig! hehe "
[GM]: Anne and Thor follows.
[Jackdaw]: "oh, it be a long time, my feel SO stupid!"
[Jackdaw]: he says wher they are back on the street
[GM]: When the party is outside the door closes behind them
[Phinnea]: "Dat Xeno I dont trust..."
[GM]: There is nothing but brick there when there was a doorway. Not even the gold brick remains.
[Jackdaw]: "of Course a leprechaun will ONLY take gold"
[Phinnea]: "kiss that ivory good bye."
[GM]: Thor "Leprechaun?"
[Jackdaw]: "him say, him do"
[Jackdaw]: "they ALWAYS keep their word"
[Phinnea]: "how will we get back in? No gold brick!"
[Jackdaw]: "when time comes door will be there"
Phinnea snorts. "Ya, ve shall see.
[GM]: The party stands in the street in front of two doors. 113 and 117
[Jackdaw]: "now where can my getted gold?"
[Phinnea]: "How much gold do you need?"
[Jackdaw]: "$5000"
[Jackdaw]: "as pure as possible"
Phinnea winces at the large sum.
[GM]: Anne speaks, "I it getting late and all this weirdness is giving me a headache. Can we go back to the Cathedral now .. for lunch?"
[Jackdaw]: "my haved the money, but not in gold"
[Jackdaw]: "can church helped my getted gold?"
[GM]: Thor "Aye .... I think I would like a rest myself."
[GM]: Anne "Well, Jackdaw ... all you have to do is go to the bank. They will give you what you want."
Phinnea agrees. "A pint and a rest sound good."
(Blackhood whispered to GM): is jamison part of the group or what??
[Jackdaw]: "food? and that drink you promised? YES"
(GM whispered to Jamison): He is taking care of buisness at the Coliseum. Or waiting for them at the church by now.
[GM]: Anne nods, "Well then lead the way."
(Jamison whispered to GM): ok
(GM whispered to Blackhood): He is taking care of buisness at the Coliseum. Or waiting for them at the church by now.
[GM]: Where does the party go?
[GM]: It is about 12noon
[Phinnea]: "Back to the cathedral then?"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ooc we don't need to play it out if you don't need to but JD will convert about $6000 to gold and leave it with a reputable bank to hold for when he needs it
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): IQ roll
(To GM) DICE for Jackdaw: (13-3d6) : 3d6=5,3,2 = [ 3 ]
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): You know that Leprechan's have a way of mysteriously appearing and disappering. You think that you need to keep the $5000 in gold on you, just in case.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): will do
(Phinnea whispered to GM): I can head to my own house, right?
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): how much will it weigh?
[GM]: The party swings by the bank at Jackdaw's constant mentioning of it and then gets back to the Cathedral about 1:00pm only to find a very excited Jamison.
[Phinnea]: "Jamison, what is the matter?"
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ah, about 25 lbs?
[Jamison]: Where have you all been... I've been waiting and waiting...
[Jackdaw]: "my finded someone to maked my sirinx!"
[Jamison]: That's good JD... I found something , too.
[Jackdaw]: "what" excitedly
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): 1 gold soveriegn weights a Methorian ounce .. 20 of them make a pound. So, $400 in gold would wieght a pound.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ok
[Jamison]: There is to be a competition at the Colosium, today...
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): 12 1/2 pounds or there abouts
[GM]: Anne "Competition? Today?"
[Jamison]: And I signed up for it... I will find out how much I know and how much I need to learn.
[Phinnea]: "You are going to fight?"
[GM]: Anne looks at Jamison "What time is the competition?"
[GM]: Anne "I am very excited for you!" she smiles.
[Jamison]: Yes, It is my chance to find a knight to sponsor me... I am soooooo excited
[GM]: Anne beams with excitment
Jamison is almost jumping up and down... looks like a jig
[Thomas]: [BRB]
[GM]: To speed things along.
[Phinnea]: "vell, I wish you luck!"
[Jamison]: OOC: ok
[ Asellith joined the game ]
[GM]: You all have lunch at the Cathedral Dinning room and make it to the Coliseum by 2:15 ... to get a good seat.
[Jackdaw]: brb
[GM]: Jamison disappears and goes to make himself ready.
Phinnea excitedly awaits the competition.
[GM]: You meet Sir C there and he makes sure you all get flyers for the event. One event is just ending. A man is testing to be a Knight. He does not pass the test.
[GM]: Flyer reads: (title)An Open Competition (body)Commencing at 3pm, D Tuesday, Drakurah, S 1132. All are invited to this regular competition with a purse of 1000 Crowns to the one who can best the Black Hood. (small print)Three weapons maximum, no armor allowed. Check weapons in by 12 noon D Tuesday.
[GM]: ((Okay .. now I try to load the map))
[GM]: Everyone needs to be real patient .... and click on the Coliseum.
[Phinnea]: "Is Jamison any good at this kind of things?" Phinnea asks Thomas.
[GM]: It might take time for the minis to load.
[Phinnea]: ((cool map! Gladiator time!))
Thomas nods, "He is pretty handy with that staff of his. He should be okay."
[Thomas]: [Sweet map, Rubix ^_^]
[GM]: Jamison and Blackhood, you can pick your minis. Right click on them to give them a name. "RENAME"
[GM]: Thanks
[Phinnea]: ((huge arena!))
[GM]: And then move them to the center.
Phinnea boo's and hisses when Blackhood enters the arena.
[Asellith]: (I wan tot make a character and if posible play here how many points do you want my character to have 100?)
[Jamison]: OOC: can't rename it Rub.. do you own the mini's?
(Blackhood whispered to GM): I can't make it move
[GM]: By the way Jamison .. I know it said no armor, but you can use a shield if you wish.
[Phinnea]: staff is 2 handed no?
[GM]: Okay .. .now try the minis.
[Jamison]: Nope.. I'll go with the staff... I'll follow the rules...
[Phinnea]: "Do they fight to the death?'
[GM]: Jamison, chose your mini
[GM]: No ... there is hopefully no death in the Arena.
[GM]: Blackhood will start in the center on the raised platform.
[GM]: The others along the outside.
[GM]: There will be 10 vs 1 ... I hope blackhood can handle them. : )
[GM]: Jamison is shown to his starting place by a helpful knight.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): well, If he can take out a few hundred orks, a few humans shouldn't be a problem right??
[GM]: Phinnea notices two dwarfs competting
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Sure
[GM]: A horn sounds and a man shouts "5 minutes until start"
Phinnea cheers for the bearded dwarf.
Jackdaw watched with interest
Jamison begins to loosen up.... twirling his staff... checking to make sure that his morningstar is secure on his person
[GM]: Soon everyone is in position
Blackhood Standing in the center of the platform, the man called Blackhood checks all he weapons and waits for the first oponent
[GM]: A helpful knight tells Jamison that if he is wounded he can enter either one of the pits for first aid.
Jamison does a couple of deep knee bends... his breath quickens in anticipation
Thomas watches intently, taking a look alook at the oppinents.
[Jamison]: Thank you sir knight
[GM]: But that his time there cannot exceed 5 mintues
[Blackhood]: (( that should have been blackhood is...)))
[GM]: He also tells Jamison that if he leaves the Arena, he is disquilified and may not reinter.
[GM]: Soon another horn sounds and a voice shouts, "Welcome all to an open competion in the Royal Coliseum." the crowd cheers.
Phinnea claps excitedly.
[GM]: The voice gives the details that are listed on the flyer and then says, "And now let us begin. Glory to all!"
[GM]: Jamison notices that he is the only Squire.
[GM]: A horn sounds.
[GM]: Okay, this will be the sequence ....
[GM]: Jamison what is your move ... remember without armor
[Jamison]: 6
[Jamison]: I think
[GM]: That's right ...and Blackhood?
[Blackhood]: 4
[GM]: without armor
[Blackhood]: it is 4 without armor
[GM]: Sequence is: Barbarians, Jamison, Blackhood, Watches, Soldier, and then Dwarves.
[Phinnea]: ((is it a free for all?))
(Blackhood whispered to GM): did you mean initiative? that is 6 for me
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Yes, that 's what I mean, but I adapted it myself. Your place in the seq is correct.
[GM]: BEGIN COMBAT
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay, just checking
[GM]: The Barbarians move towards the center.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): can I unsheathe my sword before they attack??
[GM]: Assume that everyone has 1 weapon drawn, okay?
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay
[GM]: Jamison's turn
[Jamison]: Yes
(Blackhood whispered to GM): I have my greatsword drawn
[GM]: Blackhood's turn
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Your move is 5.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): Can I give up my turn and wait for someone to reach me??
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Yes you can take the manuever called Wait.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): oh, I can move 5 spaces??
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Yes .. but then you couldn't wait.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay, just checking
[GM]: Blackhood moves towards one of the barbarians.
[GM]: Watches turns
[GM]: Soldiers turns
[GM]: then the dwarves ... all approaching cautiously.
[GM]: Back to Barbarians
[GM]: 2 moves
(Blackhood whispered to GM): mind if I switch my mini to somthing that does not look like the soldiers??
[GM]: Barbarians carry a spear and wear a sheated broadsword.
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Go ahead.
[GM]: Bar1 attacks Blackhood with his spear
(Blackhood whispered to GM): thanks
(Blackhood whispered to GM): can I parry and attack??
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=6,3,1 = [ 10 ]
(Phinnea whispered to GM): boot asellith, he is saving over my character
[Asellith]: (doesn't know how to whisper back Phinnea)
[GM]: The spear attack will hit. Blackhood .. what is your defense.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): ((active defense??))
(GM whispered to Blackhood): You can Parry or Dodge
[GM]: The spear comes for Blackhood.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): parry with greatsword, parry is 1/2 skill right??
(GM whispered to Blackhood): right
[GM]: Blackhood attempts to parry.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): so it is 9
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Yep
[GM]: Roll
(Blackhood whispered to GM): what would I roll?
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Always roll 3d6 for skills
DICE for Blackhood: (3d6) : 3d6=4,4,5 = [ 13 ]
[GM]: The spear hits him in the chest and the crowd cheers.
DICE for GM: (1d6+1) : 1d6=6 = [ 7 ]
[GM]: ooc: ouch!
(Blackhood whispered to GM): should my sword master bonus have been added to that?
(GM whispered to Blackhood): No
(GM whispered to Blackhood): What is your HT?
(Blackhood whispered to GM): 9
(Blackhood whispered to GM): 9
Thomas watches, cringing at the blow.
[Jamison]: ooc.. ouch
[GM]: Okay Blackhood roll HT
[GM]: The Barbarian apparently got a lucky blow
(Blackhood whispered to GM): so I roll 3d6? 9d6?? rmemeber this is my first time doing gurps
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Whenever I ask for a roll ... roll 3d6
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay
DICE for Blackhood: (3d6) : 3d6=5,1,2 = [ 8 ]
[GM]: Blackhood keeps his feet.
[GM]: But he is stunned.
[GM]: Jamison, your action
[Jamison]: OOC: will this end if Blackhood looses or when the last man is standing???
[GM]: Last man standing.
[ Asellith left the game ]
[GM]: Unless everyone agrees to split the prize?
[Jamison]: thx.... Jam moves
[GM]: I don't think the Dwaves are going to go for that.
[Phinnea]: rofl
[GM]: Maybe Jamison could make a suggestion?
[GM]: But Blacky is not out of it yet.
[Phinnea]: (yeah, call a meeting or a vote.)
[GM]: Watches move
[GM]: Soldiers move
(Blackhood whispered to GM): I thought it was jamison then me??
[Phinnea]: (why doesn't the watch wack the soldier when he passes him?)
[GM]: One soldier walks by Jamison, looking towards Blackhood.
[GM]: Oops. forgot the big man himself.
[GM]: Blackhood just a sec.
[Blackhood]: Sure
Phinnea screams,"Knock out that soldier, Jamison!"
[GM]: I need a roll from you .. it will be vs your IQ to snap out of stun.
[Blackhood]: okay
DICE for Blackhood: (3d6) : 3d6=6,2,3 = [ 11 ]
(Blackhood whispered to GM): sheesh, the rolls are definatly not going my way tongight
(Blackhood whispered to GM): so I don't break out of stun
[GM]: Blackhood snaps out of it and can act.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): oh, I do?
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Actually you did miss by 1
[GM]: Your action Blackhood? The Barbarian in front of you has an unready spear and you hear footsteps coming up from around you.
Blackhood tries to squwer the barbarian in the stomache
(GM whispered to Blackhood): I am going to give you some help here, knowing that it is your first time. And I do want you to have some kind of advantage.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): do I get more than one action?
[GM]: Roll
DICE for Blackhood: (3d6) : 3d6=1,2,5 = [ 8 ]
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Yes you get 3
[Jamison]: ooc: nice dice
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Your skill is 18
(GM whispered to Blackhood): You have 3 actions.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay
[GM]: Barbarian tries to dodge, holding onto his spear.
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=1,2,6 = [ 9 ]
[GM]: He misses and take the hit to the stomach. Roll damage Blacky.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): 3d6 again?
(GM whispered to Blackhood): No damage is differnt
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Whatever it is ... you roll that.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): it is 1d2 + 6
(Blackhood whispered to GM): how do I roll that?
(GM whispered to Blackhood): You mean 1d6+6?
[Blackhood]: ((Sorry for how slow this is, I am learning GURPS and WEBrpg as I go))
(Blackhood whispered to GM): yeah
[GM]: ((hehe ... I like to break 'em in right.))
(GM whispered to Blackhood): 1d6+6 = 2d6+2 roll that for damage
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): ooc if it's going to be fighting the rest of tonight I think I'll go now
DICE for Blackhood: (2d6+2) : 2d6=6,5 = [ 13 ]
[Jamison]: OOC: we've all been there Blaky..
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): I'm feeling tired, too many hours at work
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): Okay ... sorry for the lack of action on your part.
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): I think it is needed for Jamison though.
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): hey I got covered earlier
(Jackdaw whispered to GM): yes, he's been waiting
(GM whispered to Jackdaw): yeah ... I'll give your CPs by email.
[Jackdaw]: ooc see you all later, I'm off for tonight
[GM]: The blow hits the barbarian squarely
[Jamison]: night JD....
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=6,2,5 = [ 13 ]
[ MikeL left the game ]
[Phinnea]: ((CYA Mike))
[GM]: "Woof", he falls.
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=3,2,1 = [ 6 ]
[GM]: Bar1 lies on the ground, moaning.
Phinnea grimaces. "Dey call this sport?"
(GM whispered to Blackhood): That will end your turn
(Blackhood whispered to GM): okay
(GM whispered to Blackhood): You have 3 actions related to your weapon.
(GM whispered to Blackhood): You could hit the man as he falls if you like, but you cant attack anyone else or move.
(GM whispered to Blackhood): You can take on step though after the swing.
(Blackhood whispered to GM): k
[GM]: The Dwarves move
Blackhood turns makes one step to the side
[GM]: Dwarf2 takes 2 steps toward Blacky
[GM]: Dwarf1 charges Barbarian2
[GM]: Going for a shield slam
[GM]: Bar2 falls hard on the raised platform
[GM]: Bar2 begins to get up
[Jamison]: Oafff
[GM]: Bar1 rolls away from Blacky and the oncoming Dwarf2
[GM]: Jamison, your action
[GM]: The crowd yells and boos
[Jamison]: Step and attack soldier2
[GM]: Roll
DICE for Jamison: (3d6) : 3d6=5,4,4 = [ 13 ]
(GM whispered to Jamison): Using what?
Phinnea cheers for the shield-slamming dwarf.
(Jamison whispered to GM): staff... 2 hex reach
(Jamison whispered to GM): staff, 2 hex reach
[GM]: The Soldier attempts to get out of way of Jamison's staff at the last minute.
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=4,2,4 = [ 10 ]
[GM]: But he does not make it.
[GM]: Roll damage
(Jamison whispered to GM): oh oh.. whats my sw...
(GM whispered to Jamison): Your skill is 15 so your can have 2 attacks right?
(Jamison whispered to GM): 14, and 1 I believe
(Jamison whispered to GM): 2d+1 I believe???
(GM whispered to Jamison): Sounds right
[GM]: Roll
DICE for Jamison: (2d6+1) : 2d6=6,1 = [ 8 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=2,3,3 = [ 8 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=6,2,1 = [ 9 ]
[GM]: Soldier keeps his feet after being conked on the head, but .....
(GM whispered to Jamison): Another attack with the staff?
(Jamison whispered to GM): sure
[GM]: Jamison, I believe you get to actions with the staff?
DICE for Jamison: (3d6) : 3d6=6,4,1 = [ 11 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=6,4,3 = [ 13 ]
[GM]: Roll damage
DICE for Jamison: (2d6+1) : 2d6=3,5 = [ 9 ]
[Jamison]: OOC: ouch.. that's got to hurt...
[GM]: He does not get away from the other end of Jamison's staff.
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=2,6,2 = [ 10 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=3,6,4 = [ 13 ]
[GM]: Soldier keeps his feet for a split second, but drops his sword and his eyes roll over. Then he falls.
[GM]: When he hits the ground face first, you hear a loud 'Poof!' sound and he vanishes.
[GM]: Blacky, your turn
Jamison looks around....
[GM]: Vision Roll Jamison
(Blackhood whispered to GM): do I need to move to hit the barb or the dwarf??
Phinnea looks surprised when the soldier disappeared, but is very happy that Jamison took him out.
(GM whispered to Blackhood): Yes, you would need to step and attack ... but you can get to either of them.
DICE for Jamison: (3d6) : 3d6=6,5,4 = [ 15 ]
[Blackhood]: okay
[GM]: Jamison does not see anything interesting.
(GM whispered to Blackhood): If you step and attack, move your mini
(GM whispered to Blackhood): k
[Blackhood]: /steps forward and swing his greatsword at the barbarian again
[GM]: Blackhood steps up to the fallen Barbarian that is attempting to roll away
[GM]: Roll
DICE for Blackhood: (3d6) : 3d6=4,3,1 = [ 8 ]
(GM whispered to Blackhood): MIght as well make 3 rolls if you wish.
DICE for Blackhood: (3d6) : 3d6=4,4,4 = [ 12 ]
DICE for Blackhood: (3d6) : 3d6=1,6,6 = [ 13 ]
(Blackhood whispered to GM): I want it to be under my skill level right??
[GM]: Blacky swings three quick swings at the Rolling Barbarian who tries to roll out of the way of them.
(GM whispered to Blackhood): yep .. you got it.
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=6,2,4 = [ 12 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=3,4,1 = [ 8 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=1,6,5 = [ 12 ]
[GM]: All three hit ... roll damage Blacky
DICE for Blackhood: (2d6+2) : 2d6=3,5 = [ 10 ]
DICE for Blackhood: (2d6+2) : 2d6=2,1 = [ 5 ]
DICE for Blackhood: (2d6+2) : 2d6=4,5 = [ 11 ]
[Phinnea]: ((its good nite Irene for that Barbarian))
[Blackhood]: ((i sure hope so))
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=1,2,2 = [ 5 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=1,5,5 = [ 11 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=2,6,2 = [ 10 ]
[GM]: The Barbarian is badly hurt, but does not lose conscoiusness. He raises his hand and yells, "I yield .. I yield"
[GM]: And with that ..."Poof" he is gone.
[GM]: The Watches move
[GM]: Two of them try to sneak up on the Dwarf. One of them takes a catious step towards Jamison
[GM]: The last Soldier moves.
[GM]: .... moving toward Dwarf1
[GM]: Dwarf1 lunges on the fallen Barbarian on all out attack
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=5,2,2 = [ 9 ]
DICE for GM: (3d6) : 3d6=1,4,1 = [ 6 ]
[GM]: Soon you hear "Poof" and the last Barbarian is gone.
[GM]: The Crowd cheers loudly for the brave men in the Arena
[GM]: ..as we END SESSION