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Dungeon Crawling, Round 1!

Started by Anastasia, October 24, 2007, 03:31:02 PM

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Anastasia

> roll 1d20+12
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+12 and gets 28." [1d20=16]
> roll 2d4+1
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d4+1 and gets 3." [2d4=1, 1]


Dazed and stunned, the knight is smacked with Ayane's chain! It is lamentably a offhanded blow, only doing minor damage! This gives him a chance for his blow to land!

> roll 1d20+12 smashing BLOW
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+12 smashing BLOW and gets 25." [1d20=13]


But he misses, the knuckles whizzing by Ayane!

Ayane.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Dracos

Continuing with her graceful motion, her dodging weave turning into a series of spinning kicks, slamming into his side as she twirled.

OOC: 10, 10, 5.  AC 27, hp 34.  1d10 on all.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+10
> roll 1d20+10
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+10 and gets 28." [1d20=18]
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+10 and gets 22." [1d20=12]
> roll 1d20+5
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+5 and gets 25." [1d20=20]
> roll 1d20+5 crit check?
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 1d20+5 crit check? and gets 20." [1d20=15]
> roll 4d10
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 4d10 and gets 27." [4d10=6, 4, 8, 9]


With a flurry of blows...Ayane puts the knight down! With a gurgle his body is broken, victory in the province of the monk!
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Dracos

All things considered, Ayane's victory dance over their bodies could not be considered very graceful of her as winner.  The various pointing and jeers definitely not very civilized.

It was excellent stress relief until her mind caught up with her and reminded her she was down here to train...and that idiotic orc was dead.  So much for getting him to carry stuff for her.  Brushing over her wounds, she winced.  She'd have to be more careful in the future and work on her arrow catching.  She wrapped some cloth around her wounds.  Some meditation and she would be able to patch herself up.  Meanwhile, at least the orc had left her some kind of cart.  She freely roamed the battlefield, staying within the two rooms as she stripped the soldiers down, especially their commanders, sorting the two jerks stuff separately, along with the mace while looking over the rest for anything that seemed shiny, out of the ordinary, or preferrably resembled cold hard gold pieces.  Those were always welcome.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

---Meanwhile---

Ow. Krog knows many things and his book reflects this.  Yet today has been bountiful for learning! For example:

- Ayane is a pregnant orc.

- Women with bows are also like pregnant works. They hit hard.

- Knights are like pregnant orcs, too! They hit harder!

- Getting your spine severed and your body chopped in half HURTS!

...wait, what? No! That's not how it's supposed to go! NOOOOO! Krog realizes this with a start. At least the pain is gone now. Sure, he can't feel anything, see anything or hear anything. Hell, there's even a certain peacefulness to this whole 'dead' thing. This is kind of like being very dimly awake during a long nap, getting some good, old fashioned sleep. Maybe eternity won't be so bad once you get used to this?

"Oh, for fuck's sake..." A voice calls out, heard quite clearly by Krog. This voice sounds most flustered,  unbelievably irritated. "You died in the first area you explored of the first floor? How am I supposed to make money if that happens?" Lord German's voice sounds grumpy. "You know the girl with you is going to leave you to rot, most likely."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

"No Krog's fault namby pamby men led by loudmouths who is actually not namby pamby!" Krog complains sullenly. "Krog know they no knights for certain now. They trick Krog with talk of honor and then all attack Krog. Big meanies..."

Krog blinks, remembering king-man, to whom he smiles. "King-man is nice man, though! Brought Krog back! Now little human friend no need to drag Krog body back here, cause Krog think king-man wrong there. She fight like demon, but she nice to Krog. She say she buy Krog book at end of journey! No can do that if leave Krog!!!"

Krog frowns here though. "Krog wish more people come though. Krog wish have someone to protect Krog purity. Little human friend not say loudmouth wrong...and...and...and...Krog want first time special..."

Krog blushes slightly here.

Probably, the half-orc has inadvertedly painted a mental picture that Lord German could surely do without.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

...

"Oh, for the fucking love of Tiamat and Bahamut's bastard children..." Lord German mutters in complete disbelief. "Look. I'll bring you back right now if you bring me that jewelled mace down here after? Got it? Just say yes, no more wonderings or IMAGES. Gaaaah!" You can hear a twitch in his voice, as if his body protests. "If you do that, you can do whatever you want. Just do it in the dungeon so I don't have to hear about it!"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Merc

Krog blinks again, having gotten a bit lost in Lord German's little speech. He's certain he's gotten the gist of it, and he's just supposed to say...

"Krog say Yes?" he answers tentatively.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

"Fine!"

Woosh! Krog feels better!

---Meanwhile---

As Ayane begins to loot the two bodies of the knight and lady, she hears Krog cough rather loudly, sucking down air like it's going out of business.

Krog, you're at 1 HP.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Dracos

Ayane, pausing for a moment, walked over from her pile and prodded Krog with her foot.  "You're still alive?" She was more than a bit surprised as she could've sworn she heard a death scream out of him.  "Perhaps instead, you should pay me a protection fee," She smiled widely, leaning over the fallen orc.  "After all, it looks like you could use the protection of a master of Chizo."
Well, Goodbye.

Merc

"Krog just underestimate loudmouths. Krog no do that again," Krog mutters crossly.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Dracos

"Is that a lesson in your book?  Perhaps," She smiled pleasantly, "After "Death Comes Quickly If You Call Beautiful Ayane a Pregnant Orc?"
Well, Goodbye.

Merc

"Krog think you need talk to Krog publisher and editor after we is done here."
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Dracos

She shook her head, "You can pay for the time," She walked back to checking out the items, privy to Krog asking things.
Well, Goodbye.

Merc

#149
Krog just grunts as he gets up and proceeds to heal himself.

Sacrificing Magic Weapon Greater (4d8+8), Magic Vestment (3d8+8), then Find Traps (2d8+8).
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.