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6:11pm 2013-10-09 Smon Has entered the room
6:22pm 2013-10-09 chris107 Has entered the room
chris107: Just saw your message
chris107: Hope Ken has too
chris107: Ah well I'll go fix a drink and check back in 10 minutes.
6:28pm 2013-10-09 Amalric Has entered the room
Amalric: hello?
Amalric: ah, just read the messages in the thread
Smon: hi
Smon: having dinner, will be ready ca 15 mins
Smon: ca 19.45-50pm
chris107: Yup I'm here
Smon: hi chris
Amalric: just need Ken to pop back
chris107: Hi guys
Smon: Ken has flu?
chris107: Anyone PM'd him?
Smon: not yet
chris107: We both have
chris107: We were heading for our sick beds but I happened to spot your message.
Smon: I've emailed him now
Smon: I got in the General room ca 7.08pm in time to see you & Ken log off
Smon: Anyway I'm going to move game start date to 7.30pm, I can make that a lot more reliably.
chris107: Oh no!
chris107: The log off thing not the 7:30 start
Smon:
Smon: If Ken doesn't show by 8pm, do you want to skip this week?
Amalric: hard to say. Ken is such an integral part of this, I'm not sure how much we could achieve just the two of us
Smon: I was planning to do the rest of your journey to Yggsburgh, then the council meeting; presumably Garrick would want to speak at the meeting.
chris107: Ken is the driving force. I think Mr. Shade would 'off' Fab if he knew he was a cuckoo
Amalric: and we'll be at the meeting in Yggsburgh, won't we? that's Ken's area
Amalric: i was thinking Shade might start offing people anyway, he's getting out of practice
chris107: And Ken would kill me if I upset his carefuly laid plans.
chris107: Heil Garrick!
Smon: If you'd still like to play something I could GM some Wilderlands? I've been working on a bit of it for a possible new campaign.
chris107: Oh I loved the Wilderlands stuff!
chris107: That was the thingy book one?
chris107: Ildarin?
Smon: Yes
Amalric: Judges Guild?
Smon: I've been working on the Ghinarian Hills area in SE Altanis
chris107: With Labyrinth Lord?
Smon: Could use either LL/BX or AD&D
chris107: Cool
6:46pm 2013-10-09 oculus orbus Has entered the room
Smon: Gimme 5 mins to upload stuff
Amalric: i could do that
chris107: Hey OO
Smon: Hi oc, planning to start a new game tonight
oculus orbus: was chat acting crazy for you guys a few minutes ago?
oculus orbus: NEW GAME!
chris107: Don't think so OO
Amalric: not for me OO
oculus orbus: it was for me
chris107: It's your VIBES OO
oculus orbus: lol yeah
chris107:
oculus orbus: Dr. Badvibes, they call me
chris107: Even the shocked face has OO eyes.
oculus orbus: P
Pchris107: That would be a great Cher song title..
oculus orbus: Cher
chris107: It's a Bochigame thing...
oculus orbus: ah so
chris107: More Lemsip needed. brb
oculus orbus: what the heck is a Lemsip?
chris107: Lemsip is a hot lemon man-flu drink.
oculus orbus: what the heck is a man-flu?
oculus orbus: speak American, damn you!
chris107: It's the most horrid affliction.
oculus orbus:
chris107: Women get flu, nasty cold at best.
chris107: But men get Man-Flu
oculus orbus: oh dear
Smon: ok, any preference AD&D vs BX/LL?
chris107: That's serious and the world has to stop to treat it.
oculus orbus: heh
chris107: I'm easy but enjoyed the feeling of BX/LL
oculus orbus: BX!
chris107: Especially as I don't have the rules so it's like playing a new game
Smon: Campaign setting: http://smons.blogspot.co.uk/2013/10/the-ghinarian-hills.html
oculus orbus: and, yeah, I always say B/X just feels right
Smon: OK I did chargen rules for BECMI, that's pretty much the same as B/X. Lemme get it posted up.
Smon: Posted chargen - Mentzer Basic-Expert ‘Classic D&D’ Character Generation PCs begin at 1st level with 0 XP. Experience Points are individual and are tracked by the player. PC Hit Points are maximum at level 1. At subsequent levels roll hp normally, but can roll again if roll is below half maximum. Initial hp & rerolls: Magic-User, Thief: 4, reroll 1 Cleric, Elf: 6, reroll 1, 2 Dwarf, Fighter: 8, reroll 1, 2, 3 Attributes are 16 14 13 12 10 9, arrange as desired. As per the standard rule, after class selection the STR WIS and INT attributes may be lowered during character generation (to minimum 9) to raise the character’s Prime ability (maximum 18), at 2 points lowered per +1 to Prime. You can choose a Wilderlands human race from the Wilderlands Players Guide (default is Ghinarian). This does not modify attributes, but indicates secondary skills. Starting gold is 120gp. Elves can Turn Undead and use the Cleric and Druid spell lists, but know spells as for Magic-Users. Dwarves and Halflings cannot use large weapons (exception: dwarves may use battle-axes) and use swords two-handed. They may use hand axes and other 1d6 weapons one-handed. Clerics, Elves and Magic-Users may start with scrolls of 1st level spells, at 50gp/scroll, or a 2nd level spell scroll for 100gp. Any character may start with a potion of healing or a +1 dagger for 100gp. Clerics may have different armour/weapon restrictions, depending on their particular cult. Eg Clerics of Artemis may use one-handed swords, spears, and any bows except crossbows, but not shields or metal armour. Clerics of Athena may use spears, shortswords and javelins, but not slings. Clerics of Mitra may use any melee weapon, but may not use missile weapons at all. Additional option: Warrior Elf, from the Hollow Horld campaign set. These elves cannot cast spells. Their prime attribute is STR. They use the Fighter XP table, have d6 hit dice (1 hd NPC non-spellcasting elves typically have d6+1 hp), and can advance to 10th level. They save as Elves. Spellcasting Elves have d6 hit dice as normal and can advance to 10th level. Class Rules Fighters, Elves & Dwarves at 8th level (Superhero) may attack 3 times per 2 rounds (2-1-2-1 etc). At 15th level Fighters may attack twice per round. Thief % skill checks are modified by circumstance, up to +/- 50%. An 11th level target is taken as +0%, with 5% variance per level therefrom. Thief Backstab damage is x3 at 5th-8th level, and x4 at 9th level and above. Weapons: Two handed weapons do not always lose initiative. Heavy two handed weapons (battle-axe, pole arm, two-handed sword, but not staff or spear) add double the wielder’s STR bonus or penalty to damage. Daggers and light thrown weapons (dagger, dart) add half the wielder’s STR bonus or penalty to damage. Normal melee weapons and heavy thrown weapons add the wielder’s STR bonus or penalty to damage. Two Weapon Fighting: No to-hit bonus for high STR applies, and the off-hand weapon has any STR damage bonus halved (13-15: +0, 16-18: +1). The wielder must have DEX 13+, and the off-hand weapon must be light (not a Sword). To-hit penalties are as follows: DEX 13-15: -2/-4. DEX 16-17: -1/-3. DEX 18: 0/-2. ATTACKS Charge: A character who combat moves in a straight line towards the enemy (minimum 10’, maximum their combat move) may Charge. This gives +1 on their attacks vs the charged enemy that round. Attacks from the front vs an unarmed target are +2 to hit. All Flank attacks are +2 to hit. All attacks from the Rear are +4 to hit. The target retains any DEX bonus if aware of the attackers. Normally a target may be attacked by 3 front, 2 flank, and 3 rear attackers of the same size. Attacks from above/higher elevation are +1 to hit. Finishing Cut: Against a helpless target, most melee weapons and crossbows (if adjacent) strike at +4, or automatic with a dagger, and do double damage on a hit. If the target is reduced to -4 hp or lower by the blow they die immediately. Daggers used for a finishing cut do double maximum damage, so base 8 damage. Critical Hit: On a natural ‘20’ the attack does maximum damage, eg a d6 weapon does 6 damage. Grappling requires both hands free and a successful Touch attack (AC 9-DEX bonus) vs a corporeal target, an armed defender gets a free attack vs the grappler. If successful the attacker has grabbed the target and must then win an opposed check on d6+STR bonus to knock prone and Pin an opponent, or knock down and disarm him, or drag him 10’/2 squares, etc. A Pinned opponent cannot attack, and is attacked at +4, losing any DEX bonus. On his turn a Pinned opponent can break the pin by winning an opposed STR check on 1d6+STR bonus. An attacker cannot Pin an opponent more than twice his own height. On subsequent turns a grappler who maintains a pin may do automatic unarmed damage equal to 1d3+STR bonus. This damage affects even creatures immune to normal weapons. Monster size Typical STR bonus for Grapple Attempts Small -1 to –3 Medium +0 to +1 Large – 7’ +1, 8’-9’ +2, 10’ and larger +3 (max bonus). Movement Rates No Armour, Light Armour (leather): Run 120’ – Move 40’ (8 squares) - Withdraw 20’ (4 squares) Medium Armour (chain): Run 90’ – Move 30’ (6 squares) Withdraw 15’ (3 squares) Heavy Armour (plate): Run 60’ – Move 20’ (4 squares) – Withdraw 10’ (2 squares) Dying Characters are Active at 1 hp and above. Characters are Unconscious (possibly in shock) at 0 hp to -3 hp. They wake up after 1 Turn (0 hp), 1 hour (-1 hp), 2 hours (-2 hp) or 3 hours (-3 hp), but may take no action other than move slowly until restored to at least 1 hp (Active). Characters are Dying at -4 to -9 hp. Dying characters are incapacitated and lose 1 hp/round, unless they receive magical healing or first aid (a full round action that requires a WIS check, at a -2 penalty to WIS if no healer’s kit). A stabilised character remains incapacitated until restored to Active (hp 1+) status. Characters are Dead at -10 hp. A Dead character not previously knocked unconscious may optionally utter some final words before departing. Spellcasting Clerics, Elves and Magic-Users may memorise higher level spells in lower level spell slots, eg Cure Light Wounds in a 2nd level slot. In the current age the maximum spell level accessible by mortals is 5th (Clerics) and 6th (Magic-Users), though there are ancient legends of more powerful spells, and there may yet be strange realms where such magics may still be employed…
Amalric: WHOA!!
Smon: That was meant to go to URL
Smon: http://smons.blogspot.co.uk/
oculus orbus: lol
Smon: Let's use B/X, you can either use 16 14 13 12 10 9 arrange as desired, or roll best 3 of 4d6 arrange as desired, hp max at 1st level.
Smon: 120gp start gear.PM me PC sheets when ready.
Smon: Default background is that your PCs have just arrived by merchant ship to the coastal village of Seletine, downriver from the ruins of Thracia, on the eastern coast of the wild, ghul-haunted Ghinarian Hills.
7:01pm 2013-10-09 oculus orbus Has exited the room
Amalric: not for him? LOl
Smon: To the south lies the Valem home of the worst murderers, thieves, and marauders in all Barbarian Altanis.
Smon: "the Vale"
Amalric: can we roll the 4d6 option, and if its crap we take the default stats?
Smon: The natives of the Ghinarian Hills are descended from a colony of the ancient Ghinoran people, who resemble ancient Greeks, and are different from the more numerous red-skinned Altanian barbarians.
Smon: Yeah, if you like - go knock yourself out/roll dice
7:04pm 2013-10-09 oculus orbus Has entered the room
chris107: Phew! Just caught up
Amalric: what's with elves using cleric/druid spells lists? are there druid spell lists in B/X? I don't think so, although you do get it in RC IIRC
chris107: I'll give it a bash
chris107 rolls 4d6 and gets:
2, 
1, 
5, 
6, = 14 Smon: (Elf class uses Cleric spell list in this campaign)
chris107 rolls 4d6 and gets:
1, 
4, 2, 1, = 8 chris107 rolls 4d6 and gets:
5, 1, 1, 2, = 9 chris107 rolls 4d6 and gets:
1, 
3, 5, 1, = 10 Amalric: damn, i like F/MU best
chris107 rolls 4d6 and gets:
6, 2, 1, 4, = 13 chris107 rolls 4d6 and gets:
1, 6, 4, 4, = 15 chris107: 13 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 12 - 14
Amalric: DF dice roller on its usual form i see. never seen a good character rolled
Amalric Rolls 4d6x6 and gets:
5, 6, 3, 4 = 181, 2, 6, 2 = 114, 6, 2, 1 = 134, 5, 5, 1 = 151, 5, 3, 4 = 136, 4, 5, 6 = 21Amalric: 15-10-12-14-12-17
chris107: Nice
Amalric: apart from that one
oculus orbus: ahem
oculus orbus: ha
Smon: ok you can keep your rolls or take 16 14 13 12 10 9. Either way arrange as desired STR INT WIS etc
Smon: Max hp, 120gp
7:08pm 2013-10-09 oculus orbus Has exited the room
Amalric: will CHA be as much a part of this game a your Yggs campaign, Simon?
Amalric: *as
Smon: B/X prices. If you like can just take weapons/armour as desired & we'll work it out later.
Smon: CHA should be important, maybe not as much as in Yggs.
chris107: Hobbit - S:13 IQ: 8 W: 7 D: 14 Co: 12 Ch: 9
Amalric: you can take the default rolls if you wish, Chris
chris107: A great bruising lout of a Hobbit.
chris107: I'm cool with the rolls thanks
Amalric: i always play elves when i can, but don't want the cleric part. and if i'm going to be a fighter may as well be a human one
chris107: Leather armour, Crossbow, Short Sword, Swag Sack, Burglers Jumper and Flat Cap.
Smon: Posted the B/X weapons & armour prices -http://smons.blogspot.co.uk/2013/10/the-ghinarian-hills.html
Smon: GM: I'm thinking you recently arrived in Seletine aboard the merchant ship 'Coral Mouth Kate', captained by legendary seaman Orson the Northron, a great hairy Skandik, his black beard now turning grey.
chris107: So 60GP left in a hidden jingly purse.
chris107: Make that 50GP left and a silver skull & crossbones ear-ring and mud brown cloak?
Smon: Seletine is well fortified; a narrow trail leads up the cliffside from the harbour to the main settlement atop the cliffs.
Amalric: what are the XP bonuses for elves - STR and WIS?
Smon: Elves - STR & INT 13+=+5% XP. STR 13 & INT 16+=+10% XP
Amalric: just the standard then. i thought it might be WIS instead of INT given the cleric spells
chris107: Dick the Butcher by name. "Thank'ee Cap'n Orson."
chris107: "What you know about Selantine? Looks a rum kind of place..."
chris107: "Ca'n..." he adds belatedly
Smon: On the quayside, Orson nods to Dick the Butcher. "Yer welcome, Dick!"
Smon: He looks up at the houses clustered atop the cliffs. "Folk here are Ghinorian, a rum lot. Nice lookin' women though..."
chris107: How much for brown jay feather quarels?
chris107: Dick nods in what he hopes is a knowing fashion.
chris107: I knew I should have just typed bolts
Smon: Orson: "We'll be stayin' here a week to take on supplies and trade with the locals for whatever relics they've scrounged from up in the hills. Lemme know by then if you want back aboard to work yer passage."
chris107: Just off to find some Hobbit music. brb
Amalric: hell with it, i'll be a human fighter; 16-10-10-14-12-17
chris107: "Aye-aye Cap'n!"
Smon: 30 quarrels in case is 10gp
Amalric: be a pirate, Jack Sparrow type
Smon: quiver w 20 arrows 5gp
chris107: Thanks. I'm going to swap IQ and Cha around if I may Simon? Dick is uncommonly large and fierce looking for a Hobbit.
Smon: GM: Looking around at the fishing crews coming ashore for the night and the fishwives greeting them, you see the locals have a bronzed skin tone, distinct from the red skin of the Altanians who dominate most of these lands.
Smon: (fine)
chris107: (Pirates must be in - Dick will show off his scull&crossbones ear-ring)
Amalric: chainmail, two-handed sword, longbow, quiver 20 arrows, dagger
Smon: I'm thinking you've travelled south from the City State of the Invincible Overlord far to the north; Orson is working the coast down to Rallu, City State of the Sea Kings.
chris107: Dick looks impressed at his new chum's martial aspect. And maybe, just maybe stretches himself an inch taller...
Smon: players' map of the whole Wilderlands -http://judgesguild.com/misc/jg_pmap.jpg
chris107: Nice
chris107: @ Simon - price for 10 cheap dockside cigars and a box of matches?
chris107: (Dick's cloak is actually white but years of cheap gaspers have left it dirty brown)
Smon: (5 sp chris) The sun is setting over the high Castellan Mountains to the west as you climb the path up to the clifftop dwellings. Orson, and most of his dozen other crew remain below for now to secure the ship and begin trading with the locals.
chris107: 20SP/GP like AD&D?
chris107: Dick thrusts out one heavy and callused hand in greeting to this fellow traveller. "Hello, I'm Dick the Butcher."
Smon: (10 sp per gp) Up at the top of the cliff a collection of rather ramshackle dwellings lie within a curtain wall; doninated by three notable ones - a shrine to Mitra-Apollo, a small nobles' villa, and a tavern/inn, from which comes the sound of merriment.
chris107: He searches the tall fellows face for any sign of amusement or disrespect.
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
1,Smon: heh
chris107: @Small' Noble? Are you insinuating?....
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
20,Amalric: the fellow traveller looks down on his vertically-challenged companion and smiles, shaking the fellow's hand...
chris107: @ Simon - 6HP I take it?
Smon: (yes) Suddenly you notice a pack of very large and feral-looking dogs eyeing you hungrily and growling...
chris107: (He is rather a large Hobbit. At least internally)
Smon: /roll 2d4
Smon rolls 2d4 and gets:
4, 
3, = 7 Amalric: "Lance Harcourt is the name..."
Smon: /roll 2d6
chris107: Dick cocks his crossbow.
Smon rolls 2d6 and gets:
5, 3, = 8 chris107: Best scatter these curs Lance. Nice to meet you.
Amalric: "Agreed. And you, Dick."
Amalric: "You a real butcher, Dick?"
Smon: The pack - 7 strong - circle you, eyeing Dick.
Smon: "ggrrrowwlll...."
chris107: (Dick looks fierce and 'knowing' but says nothing)
Amalric: "Because a few tidbits of meat for these mangy curs would do nicely here..."
chris107: Twang!
chris107: At the largest
Smon: AC 7
Amalric: Lance will swing his 2-hander in a ferocious manner, shouting "HYAAAAAH!"
Amalric: (swing it away from Dick, I should add)
chris107: (+1 for 14 dex?)
Smon: +1 to hit for short range, +1 for DEX
chris107 rolls 1d20+2 and gets:
16, (+2) = 18 chris107: Dead eye Dick!
chris107: Damage?
Smon: /roll 1d8+1
Smon rolls 1d8+1 and gets:
6, (+1) = 7 Smon: d6
chris107: Fuck it is a big bugger
chris107 rolls 1d6 and gets:
1,Smon:
chris107: Cripes
Smon: Dick grazes the brute
Smon: Lance roll init
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
4,Amalric rolls 1d6 and gets:
6,Amalric: ballz
Amalric: oh wait...that's good, isn't it?!
chris107: Dog food on day 1
Smon: As it recovers from the grazing shot, you charge it - attack at +1 to hit
Amalric: so many games, different rules
Smon: you won init
Amalric rolls 1d20+3 and gets:
12, (+3) = 15 Smon: hit
Amalric rolls 1d10+4 and gets:
8, (+4) = 12 Smon: add x2 STR bonus to dmg for 2hw
Smon: You practically cut it in two!
Amalric: OH YES
Smon: /roll 2d6
Smon rolls 2d6 and gets:
4, 5, = 9 Amalric:
chris107: Haha! Well done my new friend!
Amalric: i'm enjoying this
Amalric: while it lasts
Smon: The rest of the pack turn tail and flee, tails between their legs!
chris107: "It was wounded of course....." He mutters
Amalric: "Nice shot, Dick! Put the wind up them good and proper, it did!"
Smon: A couple drunken fishermen regard you from the windows of the tavern, nodding approvingly as they swig their ouzo.
chris107: Dick withdraws his shot bolt.
Amalric: (LOL ouzo! I hate aniseed, btw)
Smon: From the shrine you can hear the sounds of a worship service.
chris107: (Okay with water in a cheap Greek Taverna)
Amalric: Lance wipes his sword on the dead dog, and then swings it over his shoulder
Smon: Sounds like a woman's voice preaching.
chris107: Is Dick's bolt in one piece?
Amalric: "It's actually Captain Harcourt, but you can call me Lance."
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
5,Smon: The tip of the bolt is pranged, would need a smith to fix it.
Amalric: (women are always preaching
)chris107: "Ah a nautical fellow. Why I served as a cockswain"
chris107: He looks dissapoinedly at his blunted weapon
Smon: You hear "Let us give thanks to the shining one..." then singing starts - sounds like a mostly female crowd.
Amalric: "Don't worry about it, Dick. We'll make our fortunes soon enough, and you can buy your own company of crossbowmen."
chris107: "Aye-aye Cap'n!"
Amalric: "Word of advice, Dick. There's only one thing more dangerous than a woman..."
Smon: One of the fishermen nods to you from the window. "Evenin'. You adventurers?"
chris107: But sticks it back in the sheath with the rest.
Amalric: "...and that's a woman with religion. Be very cautious."
chris107: "Dragons? Sea Monsters?..."
chris107: "Ah!" He knods knowingly again.
chris107: nods even
chris107: I'm all K's tonight. Must be the man-flu.
Amalric: "Good evening, sir! We would not say adventurers, per se, but if there are opprtunities to be had to gain some wealth, then we would not be averse to seeking them out."
Amalric: "So...yes."
chris107: Dick gives the 'look' at the fisherman. Confirming his profession as Adventurer.
Smon: The local nods. "We've had a lot of your sort pass through recent, seekin' the Treasures of Lost Thracia." He jerks a thumb behind him, in the direction of inland.
chris107: Dicks Hobbit ears prick up at the sound of lost treasure.
Amalric: "How many have returned?" asks Lance
chris107: "Lost Thracia?" He enquires..
Smon: "If yer going that way, better watch out for the cannibals, and the Beastmen. Beastmen hit us just last month - we sorted them good, though..."
chris107: "That's the spirit!"
chris107: "Bloody cannibals!" (Dick isn't sure what one is but...)
Smon: He nods, swigging more ouzo. "Aye - an ancient city of Ghinor. Greatest civilisation the world has known! The ruins were lost and forgotten for centuries, till recent-like they found caverns below..."
Amalric: "And the sisters at the Temple of Mitra. Do they help out?"
chris107: "Well Cap'n that sounds like just our kind of place."
chris107: "We'll sort out those cannon-balls!" (don't ask how he knows what a canon-ball is...)
Smon: He nods. "Just one Sister - Jana Vex, the real sister of our Lord, Hytirus Vex. They're the last of the Vexes."
Amalric: "Indeed. Lost civilization, cannibals, beastmen, high risk of death, maidens to rescue..."
Amalric: "I could give it a miss, really."
chris107: "Vexing."
Smon: "Very wise" nods the sailor.
Amalric: Lance slaps Dick on the back. "Just kidding!"
chris107: "To be the last of the Vex's?" He finishes lamely.
Amalric: "Perhaps they're moving on to the Wexes after that..."
Smon: The other fisherman speaks up: "Aye. If you want other prey, there's the man who killed the rest of the Vexes - Yusan the Warlord."
chris107: (Dick is considered appropriately amusing in his home village. Probably why he now lives as a travelling pirate.)
chris107: "Ah Yusan the Warlord? Little chap,black beard?"
Smon: "Rules the Vale south of these hills. They say he's gathering an army to kill us all..."
chris107: Dick offers a gasper to the fishermen and his new friend.
Amalric: "Ah! Caught between the Devil and the Deep Depths of Thracia! How quaint..."
Amalric: (A gasper?)
Smon: The fishermen look at each other, and accepts the cigars. "Cheers."
chris107: (Cheap cigar)
Amalric: "Good day, gentlemen, and thankyou."
chris107: He strikes a sulfrous match and stinks the town up with cigar fumes.
Smon: "I ain't never seen Yusan. Dunno if he's little. Altanian, I reckon."
chris107: "Aye, thank'ee gents"
Smon: The worship service must have ended; several black-shawled grandmothers, some matronly women, and a gaggle of children are exiting the shrine.
chris107: "No worries, once we've got the treasure from them there caverns. We'll have him."
Amalric: "Right, Dick. What say you we seek out this Jana Vex, see if she can furnish us with advice, potions, coins, and the like?"
Smon: "Aye, well good luck with that."
chris107: Dicks face takes on a distictly Benny Hill look at the sight of the stout matrons.
chris107:
chris107: He preens his dirty bedraggled hair and beard.
chris107: And leers most ingratiatingly as they pass.
chris107: "Laaaaddddiiiieeessss...."
chris107: Doff's his flat cap.
Amalric: Lance stands smiling pleasantly, his handsome face and rakish moustache immaculate
chris107: (It's Compo and Clegg for D&D!
)Smon: The Ghinoran women regard the two adventurers disapprovingly and mutter in the Ghinarian tongue; a couple make warding signs against evil.
chris107: "Aye Cap'n and maybe this Vex woman can pay our bed and bar bills?"
Amalric: (Lance is more Flasheart, from Blackadder!)
chris107: Dick smiles gruesomely
Smon:
Amalric: (without the language
)chris107: His bad brown teeth just visible behind the nicotine stained beard.
chris107: (Baldric and Blackadder perhaps?)
Smon: You notice that several of the dogs have snuck back and are dragging off the two halves of their erstwhile leader down the alley past the tavern.
chris107: "At least the hounds are feasting tonighht. Have we missed 11's?"
chris107: "Would you like me to woo this 'priestess' C ap'n?"
Amalric: "Survival of the fittest, Dick. And a lesson for us all - sometimes running away pays dividends."
Amalric: "Perhaps next time. I shall take the lead here, Dick."
chris107: Dick looks horrified at this admission of cravenness
chris107: Dick grumbles but gives way to the (slightly) taller man.
Amalric: Lance leads the way into the Temple to Mitra
Amalric: his sword is back in its shoulder scabbard, his hands free
chris107: Dick scratches most inappropriately
chris107: Though refrains from spitting when he gets the hard look.
chris107: He guiltily puts out his fag and kicks it discreetly under a pew.
Amalric: (Haha!)
Smon: GM: Inside the small temple, over by the altar you see a curvaceous young woman in the yellow & white robes of the Sun God Apollo-Mitra, tidying up. She is assisted by a gangly, acne'd youth of about 14, wearing a white smock.
Smon: They both look up. What are your CHAs?
chris107: "No meat on their bones" Whispers Dick
Amalric: 17
chris107: 7
Smon: /roll 2d6
Smon rolls 2d6 and gets:
5, 1, = 6 Smon: 6+1 for CHA bonus = 7, normal.
chris107: Would a winning smile help?
Smon: The young woman looks puzzled, but takes a step forward. "Welcome, strangers. I'm afraid you have missed the service."
Amalric: Lance smiles and bows respectully. "Good evening, your worshipfulness."
Amalric: (Is it evening or morning? I can't recall)
Smon: "I am Jana Vex, priestess here. How may I help you?"
Amalric: "We are but humble adventurers, newly arrived on these shores, and we come seeking advice."
chris107: Dick sits down untidyly. He knows when he's beaten
Smon: Jana Vex - https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2rS0-DEMm8c5oyGhOH5pKh3aUownqezvSOkLgqwrpWXJftqwY2qS_cvUdfG_zj0bQYbYrOWs7nTRu4vp44wcY_bXpiNXWfKtnfXnegmq61S3DxaVf6h0gdJ1afm0YHOm5CIK1K2Lmvzo/s200/Jana+Vex.png
Amalric: "Your fine town seems beset by problems on all sides, and we wonder if we could perhaps humbly offer assistance."
Smon: Make a CHA check Amalric
Amalric rolls 1d20 and gets:
7,Smon: (the sun has just set BTW)
Smon: pass by 10. Jana smiles, looking impressed by the handsome warrior.
Amalric: Lance tries not to drool, but puts on his most charming smile instead
chris107: May I?
chris107: Smiles Dick hopefully
chris107: (Joking, all yours Graham)
Smon: Jana nods. "Aye, we have many problems - the Ghuls, the Beastmen, Yusan's marauders..."
Amalric: Lance turns, his gaze hidden from Jana, and glares at Dick before turning back
Amalric: (
)Smon: "We are in sore need of brave warriors to drive back the darkness."
Amalric: "We would be willing to help in any way we can. Especially for one so...pious as yourself."
Amalric: He grins as he says 'pious', but then looks the picture of innocence
Smon: Jana: "This youth is Polyachus, my assistant, a novitiate of Mitra-Apollo. My brother Lord Hytirus would be interested to meet you, if you wish to assist us?"
Smon: Jana WIS check:
Smon: /roll 1d20
Smon rolls 1d20 and gets:
11,Smon: Jana blushes slightly at the intonation on 'pious', and looks down. "Why... thank you."
Smon: Jana looks thoughtful. "During the last Beastman attack, they broke into this Shrine, stole a golden statue of Mitra. Without it, the people have begun to lose hope. If you could recover it, I - we - would be most grateful, indeed..." she looks winsomely into Lance's eyes.
Amalric: "Of course, we would be honoured to meet with the Lord."
Smon: Jana nods. "Polyachus, go tell my brother we have visitors for dinner tonight."
Amalric: "I will consider myself duty-bound to return the idol, milady. I shall not rest until it is done."
Smon: The spotty youth nods. "Yes, Jana!" he squeaks, voice breaking, and hurries out.
chris107: (Dick tries not to giggle at the thought of a boy called Polly)
Amalric: "For one as pretty as you...and for the good of the town, of course."
chris107: (Oops, half read that! It's the Night Nurse
)Amalric: (close enough chris!_
Smon: Jana takes a step towards Lance, standing close. "I am glad you have come... Are tou from the great temple of Mitra at Modron? Your accent is Alryan?"
Amalric: "There or thereabouts," replies Lance, without giving anything away
Smon: (Modron is a coast city at the mouth of the Roglaroon near the City State)
Smon: Jana blushes at being called pretty. You get the impression she doesn't meet a lot of men like Lance - indeed you've not seen any men in the 18-30 age range since you arrived.
Smon: (have to go settle boy, be back 15 mins or so)
chris107: (More Night Nurse then)
chris107: My man flu is getting even worse
Amalric: (need 5 mins myself)
*chris107 shuffles through the doorway of the idle Zombie chamber.*
chris107: Dick retrieves his tab end before leaving.
Smon: back
chris107: Here
chris107: (Dick is the kind of Hobbit I imagined Moffet's dog riding no-good brother to have been)
Smon: GM: Jana asks you questions about where you're from, your voyage etc. She knows Captain Orson, who has passed this way many times before. Jana: "Did he tell you how he fought off the flying air sharks of Vigil Sound?"
Smon: (LOL)
chris107: (Not evil but wild and uncouth)
chris107: "Flying air sharks? Phew!"
Smon: Jana finishes extinguishing the wicks of the shrine candles and locks the doors behind you as you go outside. She leads you towards the villa. "That is Vex mansion, my home, with my brother the Lord Vex..."
chris107: (Dick now regrets the demise of the huge hound. It would have made a fine mount)
Smon: Both make INT checks - there's something odd about the mansion.
chris107 rolls 1d20 and gets:
3,chris107: Yeah!
chris107: Hobbit intuition
Smon: The architecture seems strange, the angles not quite right, as if built by a subtly inhuman hand.
chris107: Yikes
Amalric: (back)
chris107: Dick Lloyd Wright.
Smon: Jana goes to the slightly crooked doorway, opens the unlocked door. Inside you see a passage, not of the ivory coloured stone that coats the exterior of the villa, but of a silvery metal.
chris107: It seems that Dick is a bit of an architecture buff Graham
Amalric rolls 1d20 and gets:
1,Amalric: same here
Smon: Jana notices your expression. "The mansion is very old, built by the Ancients..."
chris107: Any think I can do you can do better!
Smon: GM: Lance you have heard rumours of ancient races with wondrous powers who built such things - the Philosophers, they were called.
Amalric: "Very interesting..."
chris107: Dick runs his grubby paw over the shiny wall. Hot, cold?
Smon: But the Philosophers were defeated thousands of years ago.
Amalric: (Do we need to give some sort of origin right now, or just wing it?)
Smon: The metal is cool, pleasant to the touch.
chris107: (Mrs. T has a lot to answer for)
Smon: (default is you're Alryan, from the CSIO area which is the most regular-European part of the Wilderlands)
Smon: (you can wing it as desired)
chris107: (Dick waves in a generally Northern direction)
Amalric: (works for me. where roughly is it on the map? I can't tell without zooming in, and haven't taken time to scout the whole thing)
Smon: Jana nods to Lance. "Downstairs there is a shower-room where the water never runs cold... it is quite marvellous."
Smon: CSIO is north-central.
chris107: Dick shivers in horror!
chris107: "It rained on me last year!"
Smon: Jana looks over at Dick. "Perhaps after your long voyage you would like to bathe, cleanse yourselves before dinner?"
Amalric: "You will have to show me some time.." says Lance with a smile. "...when the Lord allows, of course."
chris107: "My Y fronts still aren't properly dry..."
chris107: "It's the sweat you know?"
Amalric: "Stranger things have happened to this poor chap, I suppose...but yes, I would like that rather a lot."
chris107: "Mixes with the rain water and gets rock hard."
Smon: Jana smiles at Lance. "My brother would be happy for you to share our hospitality. Come with me."
chris107: "But a bun...Well a bun or two would go down very well."
Smon: GM: Is Dick following Jana to the bathing room or going bun-hunting?
chris107: Bun-hunting
chris107: It's taken a long time to get this dirty.
Amalric: good call, Dick
Smon: GM: The halfling ducks away as Jana leads Lance down a crumbling flight of stone stairs, clearly very old. Dick's hobbit nose picks up a delicious aroma wafting from the rear of the villa...
chris107: "Ooohhhh...mmmmmm"
Smon: Smells like baking bread, but with herbal tones, some unfamiliar.
chris107: Dick hurries onwards
Amalric: Lance is thinking similar sounds to Dick, though he doesn;t know it and doesn't make them out loud
Smon: Lance follows the shapely young priestess down another metal corridor, this one lit by a soft ambient glow, to a chamber of grey tiles, metal and glass, water-nozzles set high above.
Smon: Dick surprising roll:
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
4,chris107: d6?
chris107 rolls 1d6 and gets:
4,Smon: Dick sneaks into a well-appointed cosy kitchen, hung with dry meats, onions and herbs. A very fat, black-haired woman cook of forty or so with a slight wispy moustache is stirring a great cauldron of stew, while bread bakes in the oven behind her.
Smon: She hasn't spotted the stealthy hobbit.
chris107: His hands twitch almost uncontollably!
Amalric: (just his type!)
chris107: He creeps up like a pantomine Benny Hill. Grubby hands outstretched...
chris107: And pinches her b
chris107: bread
chris107: "Now then Missus!"
Smon: Below, Jana turns to Lance, smiling. "Watch..." she slips out of her robe - probably to Lance's surprise - and hangs her dress upon a wall hook, standing extremely naked, then steps toward a nozzle and claps her hands. Instantly warm water gushes from the nuzzle. She smiles.
chris107: "t'Skinny thing upstairs said you'd look after me... Munch, munch!"
Amalric: Lance hides his surprise well, and quickly removes his equipment and clothing and joins her
Amalric: (I should add, he hangs up his equipment and clothing so it doesn;t get wet and ruined)
chris107: "(If it's already wet and ruined there's no problem. That's Dicks motto)
Amalric: "Hot and wet...just how I like it..."
chris107: (Talking of wet and ruined Dick admires the full round figure and impressive facial hair of cookie. He leers grotesquely)
Smon:
Jana in the Vex Villa shower (cos you know what I'm like) -https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguRHyEdIZNacloj-md0BZzsK0R4iG4ZHuBbem2tAtypNetoWYW-MYsTSAemZ9yhPiX74_YG88e_XJVn4MgoCqD3TuifDEh1WtO0tK1mlNIPEpgXSCfB2uxXv6qgCwVtikd8ZW-tU0nNPY/s400/Jana,+Priestess+of+Mitra-Apollo.jpg chris107: No link.
Amalric: (just start from the http bit chris)
Amalric: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguRHyEdIZNacloj-md0BZzsK0R4iG4ZHuBbem2tAtypNetoWYW-MYsTSAemZ9yhPiX74_YG88e_XJVn4MgoCqD3TuifDEh1WtO0tK1mlNIPEpgXSCfB2uxXv6qgCwVtikd8ZW-tU0nNPY/s400/Jana,+Priestess+of+Mitra-Apollo.jpg
Amalric: (Lance likes
)Smon: GM: The cook jumps as Dick emerges from nowhere to grab a cooling bun. "eek! Mother of Mitra!"
chris107: Ah, that one works.
chris107: And a picture of Cooky maybe?
Amalric: please don't!
chris107: "Haha I do have that effect on some girls!"
Smon: Think Greek Hattie Jacques w more facial hair
chris107: Haha!
chris107: I got it
Amalric: Lance helps Jana with the soap...for about ten seconds before throwing it away, and...getting down to business
Smon: Lance: "Hot and wet...just how I like it..." Jana nods as she washes herself. "The Ancients worked many wonders... Some soap?" she offers him a small round bar.
Amalric: (see above!)
chris107: (I'm adventuring with Leslie Phillips. Tally Ho!
"Smon: The cook, recovers, glares at Dick. "Are you one of th guests the boy said was coming for dinner?"
Amalric: (now a Hobbit Leslie Phillips, that would be something!)
chris107: "That I am my lovely pie maker!" "Keep 'em coming the Missus said!"
Smon: GM: Lance moves in on Jana, who seems very surprised by his advances... make a CHA check at -4.
Amalric rolls 1d20 and gets:
1,Smon: heh
Amalric: smokin'!
chris107: A little drool my escape his lips at this point "Ciggie?" He offers the packet...
Smon: Her resistance lasts about a second before she melts into his arms...
Smon: Dick make a CHA check
chris107:
chris107 rolls 1d20 and gets:
17,chris107: Oops
Amalric: that's a slap in the face if ever i saw one!
chris107: Yup
chris107: At least. Hattie was a strong woman.
chris107: Killed by the cook on adventure 1
chris107: Hope she washes her hands afterwards...
Smon: The cook glares at Dick. "Nothing from Callyakka's kitchen until dinner! Begone, imp!" She waves a rolling-pin menacingly.
chris107: He offers a consiliatory bun
chris107: "Imp?! IMp?!!, IMP?!!!!"
Smon: Downstairs, Lance and Jana are kissing passionately. "I... I have never met a man such as you, barbarian..."
chris107: But he flees wisely
Amalric: imps aren't that dirty
chris107: (Grabbing a handful of buns
Smon: hm... make a DEX check Dick
Amalric: (barbarian?! BarBARIAN?!?? BARBARIAN!!???!?!??!)
Smon:
chris107: Wears the soap
Amalric: "I have never met such a beauty as you, Jana..."
chris107 rolls 1d20 and gets:
17,Smon: Is Lance attempting to go all the way with the young priestess?
chris107:
Amalric: oh yes. no time like the present
Amalric: she started it, the temptress
Smon: Before Dick can grab more buns he is chased out of the kitchen by a screaming banshee, rolling-pin waving angrily. Dick can either head for the courtyard, where he hears what sounds like weapons practice, or downstairs after Lance.
chris107: ....
chris107: He'll go outside
chris107: Miserably
Smon: Jana puts up some half-hearted resistance to Lance: "My brother... we..." Meanwhile Dick runs out into the torchlit courtyard, where several warriors in bronze plate watch two more spar with shield and sword.
Smon: The youth Pollyachus is also watching.
Amalric: the courtyard, I hope
Smon: Dick dashes out into the yard, the cook behind him pulling up short.
Amalric: Lance smothers her with kisses and carries on regardless
Smon: Cook: "Forgive me, my lord!"
chris107: Dick gives her a baleful (and pieless glare)
chris107:
Amalric: ("I have a macho STR 16 physique and a CHA 17, resistance is futile!")
chris107: "You are forgiven"
Smon: The battlers stop, one pull off his closed helm, revealing the battle-scarred face of a young man. He grins at Dick. "Ha! You must be the halfling Pollyachus spoke of! Welcome to my home, friend!"
chris107: (Art imitating life Graham?)
Smon: LOL
Amalric: (if you cut the STR in half, then maybe
)chris107: (I'm afraid in my case it is
)Smon: Resistance is clearly futile as Lance introduces the inexperienced but desirable Jana to the ars amatoria.
chris107: "Greeting's Mr. Vex"
chris107: "Thanks for having us..."
Amalric: (one hopes virginity isn't a virtue of priestesses of Mitra)
Smon: The bronze-clad warrior grins. "Lord Vex, if you please! And you are?"
Smon: (nope)
chris107: (Lightning bolt in the shower. Never good.)
Smon: LOL
Amalric: LOL!
chris107: He holds out his gnarled hand "I'm Dick the Butcher m'lord."
chris107: "The hungry butcher" He hisses spitefuly at the cook.
Smon: The young noble has a similar cast to his features as Jana, more rugged of course and bearing the scars of several battles. He shakes Dick's hand. "Welcome Butcher! I pray to Mitra you aid us butcher our enemies!"
chris107: "Oh I see what you did there! Very funny! Yes Butcher your foes! I like it!"
Smon: The other sparrer has also removed his helm, revealing a grizzled greybeard. Vex: "This is Balthos, weaponmaster and leader of my warband - all five of them." He gestures at the other warriors. "As you see, our numbers are depleted."
Smon: Balthos offers Dick a gnarled hand.
chris107: "though on an empty stomach that will be hard" He again stage whispers to the cook
Amalric: (The other sparrer has also removed his helm - I thought you meant Lance for a moment there
)chris107: "You look a rum bunch, numbers may not reflect your prowess...." Says Dick surprising himself but desperate to eat.
Smon: The cook snarls at Dick. From the stairway in the corridor behind her, the faint sounds of feminine moans of pleasure drift up from below...
chris107: HAha
chris107: "Oh that will be my friend Cap't Lance with your sister. They went to take a shower...."
chris107: He says artlessly
Amalric: LOL thanks Chris
chris107: "Probably doing arms practice..."
Smon: Lord Vex: "Pollyachus, aid Callyakka to ready the feast-hall, our guest is hungry!"
chris107:
Smon: Hytirus Vex pauses at Dick's words. As he hears the sounds from below, he pales. "My sister... what?!?!"
Smon: His hand goes to his sword hilt.
chris107: "Small arms practice I should think."
chris107: "So who are these other great champions my lord"
Smon: Lord Vex takes a step forward, then races towards the stairs.
chris107: Dick falls under his rushing feet yelping
Smon: Weaponmaster Balthos puts a hand on Dick's shoulder and casts a worried look at Lord Vex's retreating back as his lord runs downstairs...
chris107: (And hopefully giving warning in a Terry & June "The vicar is here dear" Kind of way
Smon: @Amalric, to put this delicately, is Lance copulating face to face, or in the manner of beasts?
Smon:
chris107: (Dick gets peevish if he's hungry
)Amalric: eh, have to be face to face, i think. not sure what protocol is in this situation
Smon: Very polite
Amalric: although he may have turned her about by now!
Smon: give it 3 in 6
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
3,Amalric: not a phrase i would use in the bedroom, or enjoy hearing - "give it 3 in 6"
chris107:
Smon: OK, following a rousing opening act with Jana up against the bathroom wall, Lance has now turned her around, so she is bent over with Lance looking over her back, as the bronze-armoured warrior comes racing in...
chris107: Oops
Smon: Jana: "Hytirus!" Hytirus: "Jana!"
chris107: Sorry was only meant as devilment.
Amalric: (DEX check or he slips on the soap!)
Smon: Lance sees the lean, battle-scarred young warrior, face dark with anger as he goes to draw his sword.
Smon: ok, I did mention the soap bar, 2 in 6 he catches it
Smon: /roll 1d6
Smon rolls 1d6 and gets:
3,chris107:
Amalric: almost
Amalric: "Erm...greetings, my Lord..."
chris107: Haha!
Amalric: Lance slips out of his sister, he knows that much protocol
Smon: Unfortunately Lord Vex does not step on the soap. Jana shrieks and stands upright as Hytirus whips out his sword (as it were): "You! You have deflowered my sister! The last of the Vex line!"
chris107: (You even beat Garrick in the shot gun weading to a nobel time scale. Impressive!
Amalric: "But...I love her!" protests Lance, desperately
chris107: (Or to gelding
)Smon: As Hytius advances menacingly on Lance, Jana blocks his path, though clearly scared. "No! Stay away from him!"
Smon: Make a CHA check Lance.
Amalric rolls 1d20 and gets:
16,Amalric: just
chris107: (Clever knowing you would need a 17 Charisma Graham)
Amalric: (might come in useful, not as much as the Yggs game, Simon said, or something close to that. I went with it anyway)
Smon: Jana swoons at Lance's declaration of love. Hytirus scowls, clearly unconvinced. "Love her? You just met her?!" he sounds slightly less homicidal, though.
Smon: (well I thought you might go straight for Thracia)
Amalric: "Well, perhaps smitten would be a more appropriate term. But I have promised to return the golden idol to the temple"
chris107: (As there is no free food I think perhaps we should...Quickly!)
Smon: Upstairs, Dick, Balthos and co can hear the yelling. Balthos: "I wouldn't give much for your friend's life, halfling..."
Amalric: "And...we appear to have gotten lost in the moment"
chris107: Dick gives the universal 'thumbs down' signal and pulls a finger across his throat.
chris107:
Smon: Jana blushes, but nods hurriedly. "It's my fault, brother! I led him on! Don't kill him!" Hytirus glares at her. "I should kill you too!"
Smon: make another CHA check Lance.
chris107: (Another good reason to alwears wear armour during a shower)
Smon:
Amalric rolls 1d20 and gets:
13,Amalric: still got it
Amalric: (and i'll bear that in mind chris!)
chris107: Well nearly half ten and the Night Nurse/Lemsip combo is affecting my ability to think.
Smon: Lord Hytirus sighs, seeming to reach a decision. "Both of you - go! You are exiled from Seletine!" Jana gawps: "But, brother....!" Hytirus: "You are no longer my sister! Go! Before I change my mind and slay you both!"
Amalric: "I beg your forgiveness, Lord. Passion should not be considered a crime, however ill-advised."
chris107: (Give me that shovel Mark!)
Smon: Hytirus: "Men! Throw these two dogs onto the street! The hobbit, too!"
chris107: (Grab your pants and leg it while you can!)
Amalric: Lance does just that, grabbing his stuff as quickly as he can without attempting to put it on
chris107: "What have I done?!)
chris107: Bemoans Dick
Amalric: Lance hears Dick's exclamation and glares at him in disbelief as he runs for the door
chris107: (% chance of infection for anyone touching Dick?)
Smon: GM: Assuming you don't try to fight them, the warriors manhandle all three of you - two of you still soapy wet and naked - out of the villa, down the street, and out Seletine's great western gate.
chris107: "Have I missed something?" Asks Dick innocently
Amalric: "I've had worse," mutters Lance. but he drops his stuff and turns to Jana.
Amalric: "I am sorry, Jana...I never expected this...never dreamed..."
chris107: Dick offers her his cloak
chris107: Muttering
Smon: The great doors in the town's western wall clang shut behind you with ominous finality. Ahead a riverside track stretches out into the gathering night.
chris107: "I told you water was dangerous."
Amalric: "You've missed a good meal, Dick...and you'll soon lose your head, you fucking idiot!"
chris107:
chris107: Dick look glumly
Smon: Jana looks dazed and shocked, but takes the cloak with a nods of thanks. "I...my brother is hot-headed. He has lost much... He will forgive me, in time."
chris107: kicking at stones and looking at his squalid shoes.
Amalric: "What now? Is there anywhere we can rest for the night?"
Smon: Jana looks apprehensively towards the road, which winds towards a river ahead.
Amalric: (shoes? on a hobbit?)
chris107: "There's a nice ditch over there..."
chris107: "Ditches are good for resting."
chris107:
Feetchris107: Squalid feet
Smon: GM: The night is warm in these southern climes. Fields stretch around you, but no houses, just a few burned-out remnants from the last raid.
chris107: Crusty and uncomed.
Amalric:
chris107: with long curly toe nails.
Smon: Jana: "No one lives beyond the walls, because of the raiders..."
Smon: (will stop in 5 mins)
Amalric: "We'll rest up in the shell of one of those old houses, keep warm as best we can."
Amalric: "Dick, you can sleep in the ditch."
chris107: Dick isn't pleased if any soapy water is staining his garmant.
Smon: Jana: "There are woods a little down this track, glades where we can spend the night." She sighs disconsolately.
chris107: "Wasn't me that got us chucked out. Grumble, mumble etc."
Amalric: Lance produces Jana's dress from among his equipment, having grabbed it on the way out
Amalric: (feel free to rule otherwise!)
Amalric: he will then walk with her to the clearing, holding her hand softly
Smon: You didn't say so at the time Am
Amalric: if she lets him console her, that is
Smon: Make a DEX check Lance
Amalric: no probs
chris107: Dick watches his lovely warm cloak disappear
Amalric rolls 1d20 and gets:
20,Amalric: LOL
chris107: Good job that wasn't earlier!
Smon: no dress, and you're missing another item, prob your shield
Smon: if you had one, or what else would be appropriate?
Amalric: fairy nuff
chris107: "Shall I go back for them?"
chris107: He says helpfully
Amalric: dagger?
Smon: ok
Amalric: didn't have a shield
chris107: Oh well off to the usual flying start!
Smon: GM: Jana, still dazed, lets Lance take her hand and they walk together into the darkness... (finis for now)
Amalric: Lance will suggest that Jana shares his cloak, with him, wrap up close to keep warm...
chris107: Cheers Simon
Amalric: ..and spend the night where they left off
Smon: GM: You reach the glade where Lance 'keeps Jana warm' through the night...
chris107: Can Dick have his cloak back?
Amalric: but yes, thanks a lot, i really enjoyed it
Smon: Dick can grab his cloak while the humans are having sex again.
chris107: It would really be a great form of contraception I assure you.
Smon: darn humans.
Amalric: I think Lance and Dick make an excellent combo, even despite (or perhaps because of) the last events
Smon: THat was fun
Amalric: some real comedy moments, but some promising times ahead
chris107: You really couldn't make this stuff up
Smon: You guys are hilarious.
chris107: Yes. I like the feeling of this one. Promising.
Amalric: LOL, you really couldn't!
Smon: Lance's CHA gets him both into & out of trouble
Amalric: "Hey Dick, I found us a cleric!"
chris107: "That's CLW sorted
chris107: Shame old Ken was so poorly
Amalric: well I did say a Jack Sparrow type, though a bit better kept - especially now after all that soap
chris107: He'd have enjoyed that.
Smon: I'm happy to continue w this, maybe at a different time for now. Are you guys free at the weekend?
Smon: Or I can just keep it in reserve.
chris107: Saturdays are face to face and Sundays Bochigame.
Smon: OK. Or I can run this for a while after current Yggsburgh arc wraps up?
chris107: Reserve is good for me. I'm sure Dick will pop up again.
Smon: Might be nice to do something different w less complicated politics.
Smon:
Amalric: i'm good either way. either after the current Yggs game or perhaps alternate weeks?
chris107: Dick the Butcher is a character from Shakespeare by the way. So don't call me lowbrow
Amalric: i would say weekends but i get enough grief for too much time on the computer
chris107:
Amalric: sunday nights i watch american football, my one shot at the TV all week
chris107: Well if it's weekends, Dick will make an odd guest appearance when he can.
Smon: I'll prob keep it Wednesdays then. Posted session account.
Smon: http://smons.blogspot.co.uk/
Amalric: Lance is a name I like, and Captain Harcourt is along the lines of both Captain (Jack) Sparrow and Dave Arneson's EPT character
Smon: If you PM me your character sheets I'll even give you some XP!
chris107: Nice one guys. Thanks for the game. Got to put my man-flu to bed now.
Amalric: Arneson's character was a Captain Hardacre, or something close to it
Smon: get well soon chris!
Amalric: and will do!
chris107: Will do. G'night
chris107: Thanks
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