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Dungeon Crawling, Round 1!

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

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Anastasia

> roll 4d8+8
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 4d8+8 and gets 24." [4d8=2, 6, 4, 4]
> roll 3d8+8
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 3d8+8 and gets 26." [3d8=5, 7, 6]
> roll 2d8+8
* Hatbot --> "Kotono rolls 2d8+8 and gets 18." [2d8=2, 8]


With the power of Krog, Krog's wounds heal!

So the two search the room, finding the following:

From the area/no one person

1 Jewelled Mace.

From the three slain knights in the previous room:

3 long swords.
3 sets of plate mail, somewhat damaged.
Gold and coinage coming to a total of 200 GP.

From the slain spearman

1 long spear
1 chain mail
Coinage coming to a total of 5 GP.

From the Knight and his Lady

1 Greatsword
1 White Plate Mail
1 Longbow and 20 arrows
1 female one piece swimsuit
1 sash
Gold and jewelry totaling 650 GP
1 scroll

---

As the two load the loot onto Krog's cart, they can hear the faraway gate opening and getting noisy, the sound of more soldiers and lots of them. Almost like a storm of steel roused up. Uh oh.
<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

Not liking the odds of another fight, and hearing them quickly (how can she not, with such ruckus), Ayane gestured to krog. "Stay behind the barricade, I'll be right back."

With that, her feet seemed flow over the ground without touching it, the woman gone in a moment as she headed back to quickly see what was going on at the previous barricade.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

Ayane quickly heads back. She finds that the narrow hallway and then the barricade are still abandoned.
<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

Moving back she waved Krog on. "Come on, lets fall back to the last barricade," She waited towards the door, watching the hallway ahead and ready to shift back to cover if a line of archers appear in the distance.
Well, Goodbye.

Merc

Krog nods as he grasps the cart firmly and begins to pull it and the looted objects back in the direction they originally came from. Just because he was back to full health thanks to his magical powers didn't mean the half-orc didn't still feel that phantom pain of death still lingering, keeping his brain somewhat on the 'You're not ready to fight yet, you fucking moron!!!' mentality at the moment.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Dracos

Ayane lead the two behind the barricades, waiting there for the approaching knights as she readied for them as best she could, keeping an eye out to the rear passageway...where she'd quickly be heading if the odds looked unfavorable.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

So the two beat a hasty retreat, Krog's cart laden with loot as they fall back! The first room is still empty when they arrive,  awaiting them. Glancing back, Ayane can see several dozen knights, archers and spearmen gushing out! They're manning the barricades in back, filling up the table room, going into the squeezed hallway where they work switches, which cause small compartments in the wall to open up. Also, a large contingent is looking to prepare to head through the narrow tunnel.
<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

Seeing the swarm coming out, Ayane somewhat gawked at the numbers, never having really faced down an army before. Keeping protected  by the barricades, she watched them, getting ready to escape if need be.  Treasure only works if you're alive to use it.  "This many to take down one young lady is a bit telling of your manliness," She called out over the barricades at them.
Well, Goodbye.

Merc

"Krog think even if they namby pamby and not like loudmouths, there too many to kill..." Krog comments, entirely up for taking what victory they already have gotten. "And... Krog think king-man wanted us bring mace to him?"
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Dracos

"Wait," Ayane's opinion on when to flee was slightly flavored by her ability to outrun them.  "If they are going to follow, we want to face them here, rather than have them shooting at us as we try and climb back up the path."
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

Meanwhile, the troops continue to consolidate ahead. The walls are manned now, spears ready to stab any that venture into the narrow hall without leave. The rooms ahead have men aplenty, as a spearhead of 12 prepare ahead. Leading them is a man in armor like a dragon's, steel blue and with a spear in hand.
<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

"...So what little human friend want?" Krog asks in a serious tone. "They -much- bigger group. And Krog guess there at least one strong guy, if not more."

"Can maybe beat. Can maybe not. What Ayane think?" It sounds like the half-orc is willing to defer to Ayane's opinion though he might argue if it's obvious even to him that it's not the right thing to do. But if he agrees, he's willing to start using his remaining magical power to somehow get them out alive. Hopefully.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Dracos

"They might break and flee if we take out their new leader," she held her ground, not quite as worried at the moment.

OOC: Dodge on the leader.
Well, Goodbye.

Anastasia

Dodge? Right-o. +1 AC.

The troops are assembled just on the other side of the narrow hall, the leader on point. "You..." H is voice is savage and angry, "Leave this sacred domain or suffer endless wrath! You have impinged our honor and assailed us! For this crimes we will wipe you away!"
<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 nods to Ayane, and as per habit, responds to the shouted announcement. "You guys attack Krog and Ayane first! If you want us leave without fight, we is happy to do so! If not...well, Krog believe you have those remember what Krog and little human friend willing to do when attacked!"

Hopefully not the part where Krog fell, at least. But Krog had been too busy to check if of all those who fled, any stuck around to see his death.
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.