The BEGINNING!

[Rezantis]

Munching on a hotdog RIGHTEOUSLY, Fred looked over his companions.

"Right.  The ransom note said that we had to travel nraagumf" he took a bite from his hotdog "through the forest, and to the" he munched some more, then paused.

"This is an EXCELLENT Hot Dog!  The CAUSE is TRULY WITH US in our RIGHTEOUS LUNCHEON this DAY!"

He paused and finished swallowing his Hot Dog before continuing.

"We need to be there in two days time, but by the grace of the CAUSE, I know that WE can ACCOMPLISH this heroic FEAT."

[Carthrat]

Fred was about to continue talking, but a strange look came over his face.

His eyes bulged out, and he started hacking. Panicking somewhat, he began pointing at his throat. His face was turning blue, and he didn't seem to be breathing..

OOC: Rez, you are ASKING for it ^_^

I guess someone better save him ^_^

[Rezantis]

OOC:  Rat, he had eaten and swallowed the hot dog about two thirds of the way through my post.  o_O

[Carthrat]

OOC: Rez... I'm warning you...

[RangerShade]

Ah! A chance to integrate himself among what looked like a stout...er...heroic...er...expendable
(yeah, that worked!) bunch of adventur-er-arrow fodder. Their poor violent madman was choking!

It was time for great justice! Lucky style!

"Allow me!"

The bard shouldered his bag pipes and pulled his trusty (and currently out of tune) lute off his back.

Grabbing it by the narrow head, Lucky took a few practice swings in preperation for the "El Kabong"
Lock manuvuer.

Then he swung with all of his might at the back of Fred's head.

"KABONG!!!" he yelled, (as required by Bardal lore).

[Carthrat]

Fred's mouth opened, and a small piece of meat flew out of it and hit Heezan in the eye.

[Bean Bandit]

OOC:

* Bean Bandit gets bored.

IC:

Jean sighed. She really should have left after the incident with her underwear, but sheer morbid curiousity made her hang around.

However, this 'luncheon'...it was trouble. Nothing useful would be accomplished by staying here. In point of fact, she would mark this group lucky if they hadn't killed each other by sunset.

She got up silently and walked out the door, bumping into Trueblade, his name was, as he was coming back in. She muttered an apology and continued on her way. Once she turned a corner, she grinned, and pulled out his coin purse that she'd snatched while bumping into him.

'This should be payment enough for making me into a target,' She thought to herself, grinning.

[Kwokinator]

"ARGH!" Heezan screamed as the foreign piece of cooked flesh smacked him square in the eyes. "Damn you!"

"Chain lightning!" he cried out his attack.

... a second later, he realized what he just did.

"Oops..."

[Carthrat]

The lightning bolt that erupted from Heezan's fingers zapped straight towards Fred, who felt the full blast of roughly 1000 volts through his armour and collapsed on the table, unconcious.

From there, the bolt travelled to a couple of innocent townsfolk, and made full circle and hit Heezan, who cried out and slumped over, also unconcious.

OOC: And the DM wins again!

Now, Rez, when I wake you up, if you dodge again, I kill you ^_^

[Anonymous]

John sighed as he was starting to be forced to persue more...extreme measures to get his money.

Picking Fred up by the collar, he began heaving the loud mouthed priest back and forth with the strength only greed can inspire in a person.

Then he realized that a very important weight was missing from his hip.

"My money!" He yelled, dropping the priest like a hot potato. Oddly enough the resulting shaking caused his drink to accidentally fall off the edge of the table..

And right on Fred's face.

Not even noticing (or caring), he dashed outside in persuit of the little hood.

TWICE! SHE'S DONE THIS TO ME TWICE ALREADY!!! He mentally raged, feet pounding on the street furiously.

He quickly and forcefully pried information out of everyone he saw, finally coming to a conclusion..

An hour later he stormed back into the inn, went up to his room, grabbed his travelling bag, and stormed out.

He would NEVER let this transgression slide!

[RangerShade]

Lucky followed the suck-er-his chosen adventurer.
Having collected a fair amount from the inn's patrons for his performance,
the cunning bard added it to the coins he'd lifted from the unconscious mage
and cleric. They'd owed him for performance, and Lucky *always* got payed.

Sooner or later. But usually sooner.

Now off to riches and glor-er, nah, just riches!

[Bean Bandit]

Jean promptly left town, while the coast was clear. Heading north, she promptly put as much distance between herself and the pack of weirdos as she could...

[Rezantis]

OOC:  I'm confused.  

(A) Did John spill the drink on Fred an hour ago?  

(B) Or did he just do it then?  

(C) Would Fred seriously be woken up be a mere drink?  

(D) Would the glass cracking him on the head wake him up instead?  

(E) Do I have any more dodges?  

(F) Am I getting repetitive?

(G) Who knows?

(H) This A-B-C crap has gone on long enough, so I'll stop here.  ^^

[Carthrat]

OOC: Rez- this drink is Algorian Firebrandy.

It BURNS.

Fred has most certainly been woken up, because I'm not planning on sticking around Escaville.

To the rest of you: Your characters are now officially killable. While I'm pretty lenient (you KNOW I am), if you screw around for such a period of time that it get's annoying, I'll have to do something.

And yeah, I'll be punishing mistakes here...

Anyway. If you havn't yet, provide some post of you joining the party and heading north or whatever, and I'll be able to get going.

[TannimFodder]

Hammerfist begins to head north.  Who's going with him?