Annnnd they're off! Monday November 17th, 2003 4:54:24 PM
The horns blair out and you are summoned. You stand on the beginning line, your majestic dire horses stamping impatiently as you sit in your wonderfully spacious and well-designed wagon. Plenty of space for everything in it. First comes the Mystical Racers. The Mage's wagon is a very simple design, much like yours, but well-mounted and obviously quite protected. It's pulled along by mystical, half-invisible horses that move very fast and almost shimmer between this dimension and the next. The mages look quite impressive in their ceremonial robes, and all are carrying wands at the ready. (Place #1)
Minotaur Express is announced by a loud drumbeat and the shaking of the ground as it approaches. A monstrousity chugs along; two enormous wooly mammoths pull along of all things a siege-tower carriage gleaming with some kind of metal, which towers about twenty feet high and has turrets throughout it. The horned humanoids cheer at the crowds and sing country songs loudly from their height. (#2)
After them is the elves' group, The Great Dancer. Their wagon is more of a chariot, very small and yet extremely nimble and light. Three dire lions eagerly pull it along, and Peerimus recognizes Jumper as the smallest of the three. The cats seem ready to bound off, and it takes all the soothing talk of one of the elves to hold them back. (#3)
Next chugs the Gnomish Brigade. This year, the Gnomes ingeniously designed a carriage with not four gigantic wheels that seem to be coated in some weird black substance. Of all things, as it moves, it bounces slightly, seeming to have very good traction. The wagon itself seems to be designed with aerodynamics in mind, to imitate a giant bird, including two outstretching arms and a general "V" shape. Pulling their wagon is four gigantic racing slugs that have bags over their eyes. (#4)
The next two groups are not nearly as foreboding or their carriages as unusual as the rest of the group, but nonetheless the Halfling Hellions and Lotto's Irresistable Berserkers seem to have quite a lot of support. Both the little halflings and the big half-orc/human teams have very fast looking horses and look like they know what they're doing.
And finally, there's your team. The crowd cheers at the sight of you and you hear a few whistles and noisemakers merrily call out.
The rules announcer begins, speaking mainly to you while the crowd mills. "Your first objective will be to traverse the plains and to reach the river Meldwyn east of here. Cross the bridge and proceed through the forests heading to the north, along or off the path as you wish. At some point, there will be a break for the night, and the race will be halted and repairs may be done. In the morning, you will continue. The road snakes back to the west then breaks back out on smooth plains again. Crossing them, head west and hit the main roads going towards the mining village Tarim through a rocky, hilly area. Along the road at the next checkpoint, turn you may then head back east towards this location as fast as you can; from there on it's one long stretch. "Along the way you'll come to several checkpoints; each of these you must go through, even if there's way to traverse them. This compass we give to each player will point to the next checkpoint...though that's not extremely reliable since the routes often curve or objects may lie in your direct path. It should be obvious however." The rules announcer walks away after giving each group a platinum circle with a golden spinner on it that points east no matter how you hold the platinum circle.
The countdown begins, and the formal announcer launches into a spiel: "ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, people of all races, I welcome you-" and so on.
The tension mounts as he goes through the greetings...you see the halflings loading up their wagon and winding a ballista. Looking at you with smirks.
And the beasts lurch forward... (make a handle animal check. :) )
Savin Monday November 17th, 2003 11:30:50 PM
Savin will say to whomever is driving. "Let the others get a little ahead. This race won't be won in the first minutes. Lets learn from our competition and see who does what."
Ilsidur Tuesday November 18th, 2003 1:08:52 AM
Ilsidur buckles himself in, and watches through one of the portholes, to see anything interesting about the other racers.
Sly Foxx Tuesday November 18th, 2003 5:32:26 AM
"Come on Uther! Faster! Faster!" as Sly holds on for dear life, Cheers their wagon on.
Trace(Ceil) Tuesday November 18th, 2003 5:42:40 AM
As Trace bounces his buns on the flooring of the wagon (he lost his holding on the straps)"SloOow DoWn! UtHer! ListEn to IlSidoOor!" said Trace as they go over a few bumps.
Shiraz Tuesday November 18th, 2003 7:00:03 AM
Shiraz carefully stows his backpack away and with a simple nod to the cheering throng the minotaur bows his head and mutters a little prayer. "Lets be safe my friends," Shiraz states looking at each of his comrades fondly, "We need to get all of your animal friends back and to do that we have to be smarter than those other guys." Shiraz adjusts both of his swords and swings uptop to sit with Uther, "Just in case you need a strong hand," Shiraz states a bit firmly, "I know how much they don't like their harnesses."
Peerimus d20+9=13 d20+6=22 d20+11=16 Tuesday November 18th, 2003 9:10:03 AM the waiting is finally over Peerimus can't help but have a small smile on his face at the spectacle that is the races start. He looks over the other wagons with a careful eye trying to think of weak points to slow them or catch a glyph that may reveal some offensive or defensive capabilities. [spot 13 spellcraft 22]
As the wagon explodes into motion, Peerimus' exhoborence grows proportionately to the wagons speed. Though Uther is the lead driver, Peerimus is topside with him at the start of the race readt to assist if needed. [handle animal 16]
"Shiraz! Welcome to front row my friend. Magnificent are they not?"
DM Mikey Tuesday November 18th, 2003 5:34:16 PM
At first the ride is as bumpy and unsteady as a ship in a storm. The huge horses go at phenomenal speeds, but even after the first few rounds, you guys begin gaining your bearings again. The halflings and berserkers are going neck to neck just behind you, and tossing insults and weapons at each other, slowing each other down. Off to the side, behind the others, the siege tower rumbles on, shooting several times with flaming catapults remarkably well. The mage's carriage, at first ahead of the rest, gets smashed by one of these shots and nearly rolls on its side, and takes a few moments to regain its balance. The gnomes seem to soar off the ground, and then you realize...they are soaring off the ground! Their carriage is so lightly made and constructed that it actually seems to float behind the horses that pull it. Like a kite! It's fantastic. But all too easy to get hit as well, up there. A flaming ball strikes it dead center, rocking it erratically, and arrows from several teams seem determined to make the poor gnomes have as hard a time as possible getting things under control. Still, they are making quite good distance. Actually, the most worrisome team to you guys is the elves. They're keeping up, and as you guys take notice, they suddenly swerve, right into you! The cats rowr and hiss and claw at the horses, who appropriately buck and kick and headbutt. On the chariot/carriage, several of the elves take shots at you guys, luckily your carriage of fine design prevents any from hitting.
(Everyone make reflex saves vs. 12 or fall prone during this stretch of the race. If you wish, you may now take actions against the other races for several rounds, not just one. If you wish to cast spells or activate wands, you will have to make concentration checks at 10+spell level.)
Savin d20+9=23 d20+9=21 d8=6 Tuesday November 18th, 2003 9:54:23 PM
Savin has no problem keeping his feet. He will take up his crossbow and take a shot at one of the elven archers shooting at them. He is prepared to deflect any shots coming his way.
Savin Tuesday November 18th, 2003 9:55:50 PM
OOC first roll was reflex save roll. The second was light crossbow...hit ac 21 6 points of damage if applicable
Ilsidur d20+3=14 Wednesday November 19th, 2003 12:09:24 AM
Ilsidur manages to keep his balance [OOC: Reflex save of 14]. The dwarf runs the list of information on the chariot through his mind, planning what to do next. [OOC: Mikey, could you please post a summary of our chariot, again? I seem to have lost track of all the items/upgrades that we purchased for it.]
Shiraz d20+4=22 Wednesday November 19th, 2003 7:10:25 AM
"Yes they are magnificent Peerimus," Shiraz says with a slight frown," they also look to be quite fierce if they need to be." Shiraz easily maintains his balance on the bumpy ride<Reflex DC 22>. Looking over his shoulder the Taur realizes that Uther and Peerimus are going to be key in controling the wagon and the horses so Shiraz carefully places his shield in front of him and whispers,"Protect". The large steel shield floats infront of Shiraz for a moment then begins floating,"Uther stay near me so I can help defend you."
Sly Foxx d20+5=17 d20+9=29 d20+4=21 d20+4=7 3d8(7+2+4)=13 d8=2 Wednesday November 19th, 2003 8:26:26 AM
"WoW! What a ride! I'm not too good with a bow in this wagon, But here Goes!" Sly pass his hand through the holding strap, notch his bow and will shoot two arrows at the Elves.
Trace rolls by Sly feet and grabs it, pulling himself up. With bow in hand Trace will let two fly to the Elves in that wagon. He tell Sly or anybody else near him "I want them to know that I'm back and don't like what they did last night!"
Peerimus d20+5=14 d20+12=31 d20+7=19 Wednesday November 19th, 2003 9:28:56 AM
"I'm in awe of their majesty my friend. That's what makes it so exciting. Nature's wondrous power of creation unleashed." [Reflex 14]
An arrow richocets off the wagon near Peerimus from the Elven Chariot and his eyes quickly cloud. "I have had quite enough of them."
"Father Wold heed me. Guardian of the woods, reclaim your children." [Warp Wood upon the elven chariot wheels. Concentration 31. SR 19 DC 16]
DM Mikey d20+2=7 d20+8=17 d20+8=26 d20+8=16 d20+8=26 d20+3=13 d20+3=12 d20+3=7 d20+3=8 Wednesday November 19th, 2003 8:22:36 PM
(Sly (AC 17), Shiraz (AC 26), Trace (AC 16), and Savin (AC 26), you all get bombarded by arrows, but you get a +4 to your AC from cover. Each arrow does 1d8+1. Most of the second shots go very astray, no need to worry about them.) There is a round of arrows exchanged between you and the elves. The chariot slumps and the elven riders go lurching as their wheel gets uneven on one side. They barely manage to slow down, and a rider uses shape wood to mend it back into place, but this costs them precious time while you guys ride on ahead. The gnomes continue to soar ahead, literally. But it appears that they are deviating off course slightly...pretty soon this deviation becomes quite apparent as their horses turn completely to the right. There is much cursing heard from the gnome wagon. The mage wagon quickly courses ahead of them, and you guys follow, though the mage wagon seems to be out of range of your weapons. You continue to make good distance at full speed, and after a bit you can't see the mages ahead of you, or the other groups behind you. The mages magical horses are extremely fast!
Going at this pace is tiring the horses. Do you wish to slow down to a canter or push it for how long?
[Besides the regular equipment, which I'll post next post, you guys have the following armory: A mini-ray of destruction (aimed towards the front, can swivel about 60 degrees left and right, use your ranged attack bonus, does 8d6 damage if it hits), A small turret ballista (aimed to the rear, rotates 180 degrees, covering everything to your behind on both sides, use your ranged attack bonus, does 3d6 damage.) Plus you have oil slick, caltrops, and a few other things... If you requested them, you have them.]
Shiraz Thursday November 20th, 2003 7:27:26 AM
Shiraz watches as the mages wagon pulls ahead,"The turtle, always remember the turtle," Shiraz mumbles to himself as he turns to posiotion himself behind the rear facing ballista.
Savin d20+9=29 Thursday November 20th, 2003 2:08:42 PM
Savin will see an arrow coming at him and casually snatch it from the air. Give it a quick examination and then toss it into the wagon. He will say, "I think we need to slow down a little to help conserve the horses. Let's try and keep out of arrow range...one of those elves might get lucky."
Savin will then go grab some provisions and start making some sandwiches for his teammates and hand them out.
Sly Foxx d20+9=19 d20+4=13 Thursday November 20th, 2003 7:39:35 PM
Sly knotches his bow and lets two arrows fly,But his attention is broken when out of the corner of his eye, Trace fall over board. "Trace! Look Out!"
OOC: Attack ac19 & ac13 - Damages I don't think the arrows did anything.
DM Mikey Thursday November 20th, 2003 11:25:47 PM
Trace tumbles off, and manages to land on the grass. He motions for you guys to continue.
You guys realize with your current speed you have an advantage over the others, one you don't want to waste. You spend the next few hours going along at a canter, occasionally, as you break over a hill, you can see the other teams behind you. It's somewhat scary, but at first the one in the back is the minotaur express. Slow and ponderous, the gigantic mammoths aren't able to race faster than any of the horses. But they continue on at their fastest speed with relentless exertion. And as the minotaurs come into range of another team, they will shoot their catapults and do quite extensive damage. Pretty soon, they have two other teams, the halflings and berserkers, ahead of them, both racing to keep ahead of the minotaurs AND avoiding the minotaurs monsters while simultaneously fighting each other. This can't keep up, and soon the minotaur is ahead of both teams. You guys, however, are far enough ahead that it seems you avoid this for a while...for a while. You soon see the gnome team, off to the west, going fast again, getting ahead quite a distance and going out of view ahead of you. But an hour later you see them stopped, stalled, and trying to fix some problems with their wagons. They wave to you guys, cheering you on...apparently very good sports.
You guys come up to a large bridge. You see a very large troll dressed in garish armor at the front of the bridge, and another at the other side. To either way is a pounding relentless river. It's a very large body of moving water, and you're not sure how deep it is. The compass seems to lead to this spot. You are still quite a distance from the trolls, and they may not have noticed you yet. What do you wish to do, and how do you wish to approach?
Shiraz Friday November 21st, 2003 12:04:35 PM
Shiraz watches the show going on behind the wagon, enjoying it, oohing and ahhing as one combatant or another pulls ahead until the fight is no longer clearly defined. "mmpf.. Tanbks Sabin," Shiraz says with his mouth full. As the party begins to pull closer to the bridge Shiraz looks around at his friends,'diplomacy anyone?"
Savin Friday November 21st, 2003 2:28:40 PM
They are to outlandishly dressed to be anything but part of this race. "We need to talk to them but lets not let the other's catch up. Do it fast."
Sly Foxx Friday November 21st, 2003 6:08:42 PM
Sly watches disapere in the woods, "Trace is alright, He'll will catch up with us later on." Sly is releive, "WoW! what a race, No I'm not hungry, Well maybe just one Sandwitch, Thank you." He'll will eat his sandwitch in three bites.
DM Mikey Saturday November 22nd, 2003 2:32:06 PM
(Uh...Not sure if this is the Friday post to be waited till Sunday evening, or one that has to be waited till Monday. In any case, here's to posting!)
You approach the trolls cautiously, and the one at the front grunts and yells at you, "You be stopping there!" when you get about fifty feet from it. "Oi! I be Falterbrook and that be my beautiful wife Mosstucker. You be a racer, you be having something we be wanting! Though I be telling you not what it be." It scratches its head in frustration at this conondrum. "But you be handing it over, or we be smashing the bridge!"
Peerimus d20+9=27 d20+11=14 Saturday November 22nd, 2003 2:53:03 PM
Peerimus begins to slow the horses, but keeps them moving. "Trolls and tolls, they seem to go together like fairies and dust."
"I personally say i hit the sprint button. These horses could be across the bridge before they knew what was happening. Especially if Savin used his superior speed, Sly his ranged talents and Shiraz his power, to give them other things to think about then trying to break the bridge."
"Anyone remember a mention of little challenges like this to be here as part of the race."
The wagon is slowly moving still and Peerimus watches the trolls intently for teh first sign they will attempt to destroy the bridge, at which point he will spurn the horses as best he is able. Unless the others want to do it differently.
[Spot 27 Handle animal 14]
Sly Foxx Sunday November 23rd, 2003 4:18:15 PM
"No! I don't remember Highwaymen as part of the rules? I wonder if he would settle for a sandwitch?? What do you think, Savin?" wonders Sly.
Barnum Berrybrawn d20+11=21 d20+12=22 Sunday November 23rd, 2003 9:41:47 PM
Barnum, exquisitely dressed, as usual, pokes his head out of the wagon, finally recovering from a brutal hangover. With a few quick words, Barnum casts Detect Thoughts on himself, and focuses on the troll's thoughts. "Just a second, and I think I can find out what they want." Barnum says to his friends.
"Troll-friends! It's difficult for us to give you what you want unless you tell us, however I'm willing to give it a try, if you insist. Please give us a moment to give you the object of your desires, before you smash this bridge. But while I have a chance, I'll let you in on a little secret! We don't have anything spectacular in our little cart here, but the wagons behind us, they have many things that you would want!" (Diplomacy 21, Bluff 22)
"It's times like these I wish I learned Suggestion..." Barnum thinks to himself.
OOC: Good to be back! :)
Ilsidur Monday November 24th, 2003 12:12:26 AM
Ilsidur smiles at Barnum's attempt to fool the trolls, and readies his mist spell, if necessary, to cloud around the trolls.
Shiraz Monday November 24th, 2003 7:18:46 AM
"Sounds good to me Peerimus," Shiraz says with a bit of a frown as he begins to readjust and work his way down from the top of the wagon. As Barnum begins though the minotaur stops and waits to see the outcome.
Savin Monday November 24th, 2003 8:47:48 AM
Savin will move over to the halfling. "Hey try and negotiate with them to drop the bridge behind us. If they do, it will greatly inconvience the wagons behind us and give us a nice lead."
DM Mikey Monday November 24th, 2003 2:50:43 PM
Falterbrook snorts, and you can't tell whether it's laughter or anger. "Little gnome, you be telling the truth. We be the first point of checking, and we be an obstacle in your race, as the man be telling us earlier." The troll seems obnoxiously patient, and doesn't make any move to cut the bridge or look threatening. Instead, he just stands there. "Yo be emptying your pockets and be taking everything out of your cart, to be showing me, and if I be seeing what I be needing, I be taking it and I be letting you by. That be my toll."
DM Mikey d20+2=14 Monday November 24th, 2003 7:25:13 PM
Post specifically to Barnum: Reading a troll's thoughts are rather easy; they are simple, picture-book type thoughts. First, there's the image of him and his wife sitting at some boulders, eating some stew with their children and tribesmen. Then there's the image of the shaman of the tribe leading the troop after dinner in worship to their small shrine, wherein sits six fist-sized egg-shaped rocks that are smooth and polished black. Then, suddenly, the rocks are gone, and a man is swooping away with a bag. Finally, the image of the same human telling the trolls something from his horse with the bag over his shoulder. Unfortunately, there is no words or focused sentences to accompany the images, but the troll stares at the group, waiting.
Peerimus Monday November 24th, 2003 8:28:08 PM
The druid continues to move the horses and cart closer at a slow pace. "I'm going to keep us moving so as not to lose all of our momentum. Talk fast Barnum, at some point we are going to be too close for their comfort and things could get messey."
ooC question: What kind of bridge are we looking at here? Composition, width length and how big is this river?
Barnum d20+11=12 d20+11=28 Monday November 24th, 2003 8:39:56 PM
Barnum, quickly whispering to his friends, says, "His thoughts... Somehow I believe he was forced into this by the same man who forced us into it. Regardless, I don't believe we have what he wants, let's just stop the wagon for a moment and show him what we have."
"Alright, Falterbrook, come and see what we have. While you're looking though, I'd like you to know that if someone took something that belongs to you, I'd be happy to help you retrieve it after this race is over... Even happier if you would smash this bridge once we've finished crossing it." (Diplomacy 28. Used a hero point to reroll, probably a waste, but I didn't like that natural one.)
Savin Monday November 24th, 2003 11:51:39 PM
Savin says to the others, "Even if we can get by the trolls, we might want to use that mounted wand on the bridge. If we can dump it, it will give us a nice chance to keep our lead. That minotaur wagon is intimidating."
Ilsidur Tuesday November 25th, 2003 12:42:34 AM
Ilsidur moves up beside Barnum, and whispers, "You can't seriously be thinking about paying these creatures off, are you? I don't mind if they ask for something minor, but I have a feeling that, if they are really a test, they will be looking for something that we really won't want to part with. Maybe you can convince them that we will get back what was taken from them, but I have a baaad feeling about this. We need to be ready for anything."
Sly Foxx Tuesday November 25th, 2003 3:39:07 AM
Sly stands by Barnum an Ilsidore listening. then he speaks up "Hummm! I agree!"
Shiraz Tuesday November 25th, 2003 7:53:06 AM
Shiraz climbs down off of the wagon his animated shield whirring around him like a spinning dervish makes it all the more strange, as Shiraz steps down and retrives his backpack from the inside of the wagon and opens it up for the troll to look at while placing one hand on his hip near the hilt of his sword.
Peerimus d20+9=11 Tuesday November 25th, 2003 9:24:09 AM
Peerimus continues the wagon as Shiraz dismounts and thinking a mere pair of trolls hardly capable of posing any true threat to the other wagons begins scanning the areas about for more. [Spot 11]
DM Mikey Tuesday November 25th, 2003 1:39:06 PM
(The bridge is about a 100' cross, and is wide enough for one and a half wagons at a time. How deep the river is would be unknown without diving in, but you guess from the current that it gets at least deep enough where, with the strength of the river, it could seriously stall your wagon as you start flowing downriver. Maybe not a wagon like the minotaur's siege tower, but definitely your wagon.)
As you come closer, Falterbrook also approaches with an easy stride, and lays down his club when he gets up to the side of the wagon. His wife across the bridge lifts up her axe, looking ready to chop up one of the main supports of the bridge. "Oh, I be not knowing about that. Man be making deal with Clan Waterslip. We no be breaking our deals, we be honorable." He eyes the backpack. "Nothing be in here." Casually, not seriously meaning to do any harm (but maybe inadvertantly offending you guys), he pushes onwards, leaning into the cab with his ugly face and smelly breath, looking around. "lessee...last time, be in food..." He picks up a sack of meal for the horses and empties it all over your carriage floor. "It be not. Oh, but you be having other bag here, be your food." He empties that, as well... Lo and behold, someone had stuffed a fist-sized obsidian egg into your pack! "This be what I be wanting!" he cries out with emotion. He clumsily grasps it and pulls it out, showing it to his wife across the bridge. "okay, you be going now." But all this time he spent doing it, you guys see not one, not two, but three teams cresting the hill!
The troll picks up his club nonchalantly, and heads back to the bridge but lets you guys past. As soon as you go, he blocks it again.
Peerimus Tuesday November 25th, 2003 3:36:23 PM
The druid simply watches the troll go through everything and kinda sighs. At the discovery of the egg his eyes widen and he nods, mostly to himself. "At least he found it, Now lets get moving here."
As he tries to spur the horses into a sprint across the bridge, the other wagons crest the hill.
"Company is closing, Uther take the reigns I have a little slowing package to deliver."
Peerimus turns to look back and whispers softly, "Mother Wold strengthen your children trampled underfoot." [Spike Growth 40 wide 60 long across the approach to the bridge DC 17 duration 7 hours 1d4 Damage land speed halved until cured]
Barnum Tuesday November 25th, 2003 7:23:16 PM
The halfling shrugs, "Well, I guess it could've gone worse. Now, how'd that egg get in there...?" Looking over at Peerimus's spell, a grin crosses Barnum's face, and he says no more.
Ilsidur Wednesday November 26th, 2003 12:01:06 AM
Ilsidur 'stands down', putting away his axe and shield. He starts to clean up, mumbling about messy trolls, and magically appearing stones. He asks, "Can anyone remember how many of the wagons are ahead of us/"
Savin Wednesday November 26th, 2003 12:01:41 AM
The monk will say to no one in particular, "I think we should take out the bridge. I will admit, it isn't very sporting but it would be very effective. A disingration wand on the spot where that she troll was threatening to hit would do the trick."
Barnum 7d6(1+4+4+6+3+2+2)=22 Wednesday November 26th, 2003 11:40:07 PM
Barnum first shakes his head towards Ilsidur, then nods at Savin's suggestion. If there is a wand of Disintigration handy (can't remember if there's one mounted to the wagon or not), Barnum will take out the bridge suspending rope with it. If not, Barnum will conjure up a lightning bolt, and, not before yelling, "Watch out trolls! The bridge is about to collapse!" he will fire a bolt of lightning at the rope. (22 damage, if necessary)
DM Mikey Thursday November 27th, 2003 12:10:57 PM
[Things are a bit hectic with Thanksgiving here... Well, in general, in my life, currently. Sorry, will continue asap for me, or for Justin if he takes over.]
Sly FoXX(Ceil) Friday November 28th, 2003 6:10:24 AM
OOC: DM Mikey, Don't worry your doing a great job, and we know that you were thrown into a mix. Don't make yourself sick. Take care of your self. My Life is a bit hectic also but I take it one day at a time. Take it easy, don't get ulsers. I worry about you son.
CDM Jerry [Experience!!] Monday December 1st, 2003 12:18:28 AM
OOC:
I hereby award 11,000 xp to all who have been with the game since February when the last xp went out.
If you joined after that, well consider it a bonus. ;) I don't want the group getting too far apart from each other level wise. Makes for tough play in combat.
Paolo and Eunice will begin play at 8th level. We'll get their exact starting xp total to them once you guys get in your updated sheets.
Please try to get updated sheets into to Justin by friday. Yep, I know you're busy, but it's better to push and get it done and behind us.
Shiraz Monday December 1st, 2003 9:14:28 AM
Shiraz quietly closes his backpack and returns to the wagon just in time to see teh magical growth spring out of the ground, "Nice, very nice.'
OOC: Mikey can you send me a copy of Shiraz's Character sheet? My hard drive went kaput and I am working on getting all of my files back.
Savin d8+2=5 Monday December 1st, 2003 2:58:34 PM
OOC Rolling hitpoints not all that impressive
Sly Foxx d10+1=11 Monday December 1st, 2003 5:29:18 PM
ooc: sly is also rolling for hp,
DM Justin is this game on hold??
Justin Webber (DM) New rules Monday December 1st, 2003 5:35:10 PM
As you all begin moving across the expanse of bridge a figure appears on the bridge infront of you. It only takes a moment for you to realize that Bartholomew stands infront of you now.
The man brushes his dark brown leather armor off and grins as his matching cloakc blows behind him, "Good people who have been intertaining me. I regret to admit that more pressing matters have sprung up so I must change the rules alittle...you see I have a scroll here with a wish spell on it that I will be casting to move all members of the race to the end, you once there will need to make it to the finish line."
With this said Bartholomew pulls a single scroll from a hidden pocket and begins speaking the words on it. Once he finishes the area goes blurry and once the area comes back into focus you find yourselves a mile from the finish line.
To everyones shock though the wheels of the wagons have vanished. There is a single tree near by and stones laying around. You can see that this must be the last challenge of the race. The other wagons of the other contestants have the same problems and you see some of the contestants are agitated since the mintaurs are yelling in their own language at each other. The gnomes though have already began looking over the area and even looking over their own wagon.
Peerimus Monday December 1st, 2003 11:59:40 PM
Peerimus surveys the scene and is not upset at himself for using his wood shaping spell earlier. Perhaps the stone
"My friends I have an idea. I can smake the stones soft as clay so we can work them into wheels and then dispel the magic to revert them to their natural state. We should also lighten our wagon as much as possible. The trick will be mounting them. Other ideas?"
Savin Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 12:35:11 AM
"Peerimus, could you make skis? We could mount them and just pull the wagon along like a sled. Does anyone have a levitate spell or a way to shrink the sleds or enlarge the horses?
Savin will start throwing out anything that will slow them down and itsn't necessary..he will start with the food
Ilsidur Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 1:21:17 AM
Ilsidur moves to the bottom of the wagon, where the spares are kept, and looks for replacement wheels. He calls out, "I am sure we asked for a complete set of spare parts to be included in this silly cart! There must be some replacement wheels down here somewhere!" [OOC: Justin, I am fairly sure we purchased a number of spare parts as part of the construction of the wagon, although I don't know if we have 4 complete wheels.]
Mikey Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 3:48:18 AM
(OOC, sorry about having to drop out still... And, Shiraz, I never did get your character, I'm afraid, or I deleted the email and I put the character sheet on the other computer. Sigh.)
Sly Foxx Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 8:00:45 AM
"NO! Not the FOOD!" Yells Sly with tears in his eyes. Then he brithens, as smile crosses his face, "Wait a minute, I have a Feather Fall spell, maybe if I reverse it. It will become Feather Rise Spell, then we can handle the stone wheels!" Sly smiles a great big grin, "What do you think?"
Shiraz d20+1=6 Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 8:59:55 AM
Shiraz begins to look around<Search DC 6> attempting to find any objects that could be used as wheels or skids,"I thought we bought extra wheels?" Shiraz asks softly.
Justin Webber (DM) The race is on Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 2:44:52 PM
To everyones shock when you find the extra parts to the wagon you find that the extra wagon wheels are missing also.
As you decide on what to do you see a variety of activites around you. A couple gnomes have sit down with stone working tools and at the moment trying to shape wheels. The halflings are trying to cut down the single tree. The wizards and sorcerer group are fighting over what spells you use. The only two who have decided on a course of action are the human and half orc barbarians which the whole team has grabbed the sides of their wagon and begin to try waddling towards the finish line a mile away. The minataurs see use the same tactics as the barbarians.
There are alot of slightly rounded and obllong shaped rocks around. The tree is getting attacked by halflings. Also you have noticed that a new person, a female has appeared by the wagon. (Eunice, you can start posting for Niobe)
(OOC:Just a quick comment here. Everyone please let me know if this posting time is okay with all of you. I plan to try to make my posts by noon central time everyday or alittle after.)
Niobe uiCrevan (Eunice) d20+8=17 d20+3=22 Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 7:26:47 PM
Niobe leans against your grounded wagon with one arm propped on it. She is laughing and looks extremely amused.
You see a shapely female of average height and weight, whom you think might be Half-Elven. She is wearing form-fitting dark clothing, some assorted gear and a fine cloak and boots. She is armed with a rapier of good quality and a winning smile. On her back is a quiver, but you see no bow. Her long hair is dark brown and is tied back into a loose braid. She has beautiful green eyes.
Niobe dries a tear of laughter from her eyes with her gloved hand and says, "you must be part of that race that is all the rage around town... You certainly don't look like you belong to any trading costers I know of!" She watches your competitors trying to carry their wagons. "You know if you yank a plank or two off of each side you will have usable runners. If you have axel-grease or lard then you will get a good glide going if you coat the runners with it." Niobe looks your wagon over and then looks at each of you in turn. "Your over-large horses shouldn't have any trouble drawing this with all the extra gear tossed off. You could remove a few extra planks from the sides as well to lighten the load." She chuckles and says "you all look like big, strong men to me. Removing a few planks should be a breeze!" Niobe continues to smile. She says very politely, "Incedentally Sirs, if you would like to earn a little coin I am looking for passage into town. I am bored with walking and you look like interesting company. Oh, and my name is Niobe. Niobe uiCrevan."
(Diplomacy 17, Charisma check 22)
((Greetings everyone! Here is my first post. I hope that it is up to scratch will all of the great stuff I have read in the game. Eunice))
Sly Foxx Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 7:57:39 PM
Sly turn at the sounf of a voice, and see a dream in the female in frount of them, "Err! Yes Hello, You have a very good idea there, we do have some special grease Dont't WE Guys?" The Sly's eye widens as a though come to him, "This gal has brought us luck!, I have an idea that will give the rest of the racers a very hard time." Sly goes into his pouch and bring out what look like a snuff box, he'll opens it and takes the silver key. Closes the lid, inserts the key into the little key hole, twist the key AND... POOF! the Ivory and Gold Chest. Sly goes into the chest and takes out the Statue of the Smiling Ferret. Then turns the chest into a snuff box again. Sly holds up the Ferret statue for all to see, "Here is the answer on how we'll stop or slow down the racers. I'll rub the statue (when were ready) and we all know what will happen next, Those racers behind us will be knee deep in love sick female Ferrets. those racers back there will be very busy for the rest of the day." Sly turns to Nioby telling her, "Miss is it? You might want to come with us, because when I rub this statue, there will be thousand of ferrets out there, and it will not be a pretty sight. This way to the wagon. OK! guys lets win this race!"
Savin d20+10=26 d10+4=6 Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 10:15:44 PM
Savin will listen to the new arrival, nod and say, "Sounds like good advice." He will jump on the wagon, go to one end, center his chi and kick on of the boards on the side at the nails trying to loosen it.
Greg d8=2 d8=7 Tuesday December 2nd, 2003 11:00:57 PM
Roll for hit points for Ilsidur going to 8th level cleric; reroll using a hero point.
Ilsidur d20-1=15 Wednesday December 3rd, 2003 12:35:27 AM
Ilsidur takes two of the larger boards that have been removed from the side of the wagon, and says to Shiraz, "Can you lift up each axle in turn, and I will quickly lash these boards on as rough skis? Then, lets get these horses on the road again!" Assuming Shiraz helps out, Ilsidur will rig up the runners for the stripped-down wagon.
Then Ilsidur hurries to catch up to the barbarian wagon, and casts obscuring mist directly in front of that wagon. He calls out, "Careful, that is a poisonous cloud that those evil sorcerers have created! Don't pass through it!" [OOC: Bluff check of 15.]
Peerimus Wednesday December 3rd, 2003 11:24:54 AM
Peerimus nods at the newcomer and notes Savin putting the idea into action.
"Wooden skis it is then, now what can we do to slow down our competition." fishing out a scroll, he opens and quietly reads, "Father Wold infuse your humble children with your strength for us"
The grasses in a 40 radius centered on the tree and indeed even the tree itself seems to come to life to grab and wrap themselves about any in the area.
If the we are within 40' of the tree, move the center away from us so we will not be in the effected area. [Entangle Reflex DC 11 for half speed movement]
Shiraz d20+6=15 Wednesday December 3rd, 2003 12:09:42 PM
Shiraz quickly strips off his heavy outer garb and sets it within easy reach,"Sure I can try and lift it," Shiraz says walking towards the first axle. Shiraz sets his feet and attempts to lift the wagon. Strenght DC 15.
Justin (DM) Wagon work and racers Wednesday December 3rd, 2003 2:38:53 PM
Everybody takes Niobe's appearance in stride and taking Niobe's idea Savin is able to kick a pair of boards out of the side of the wagon.
Shiraz manages to lift the side of the wagon for only a few moments before it comes back to the ground with a slight bang. Ilsidur is just able to get the ski's under the wagon before the wagon falls and almost gets a hand stuck under it.
Peerimus's spell causes the halfings to frown and backup, pondering how to get the tree now.2 of the halfings still stuck in the area and trying to get free.
Ilsidur's spell causes more trouble for the barbarians though. The barbarians seem to ignore Ilsidur except the yell back, "Fear not, CHARGE!" Once in the mist though you hear yelling and a huge clatter of noises.
Sly has the golden ferret out and ready to be used.
The sorcerer and wizard group has levitated their wagon up now and look to be ready to continue. The gnome group have 1 single stone wheel ready and is working on a 2nd.
Barnum Berrybrawn Wednesday December 3rd, 2003 5:59:11 PM
"A mighty good pleasure it is to meet you, madame, perhaps in a bit I'll have time for a more proper introduction, 'til then, the name's Barnum." says a Halfling, dressed in fine, bright clothing.
Barnum can't help but raise an eyebrow at Sly's Golden Ferret. "In all my studies... I've NEVER seen a magical device like that..."
"Alright then, I have a Grease spell that could get our runners up to full-speed, but first..." Barnum hands his Everburning Torch to Shiraz. "If you could kindly throw this torch as strongly as you can towards the Wizard's cart, I'd appreciate it." Assuming Shiraz does so, as the magical torch sails through the air, Barnum casts Pyrotechnics on it, turning it into a cloud of choking smoke.
Afterwards, Barnum will cast Grease on the runners.
Savin Wednesday December 3rd, 2003 10:45:40 PM
Savin says, "We need to slow down the wizard wagon! Can anyone cast a dispel magic on them?" Rigging will jump of the wagon and sprint over to the wizard's wagon, ready for any wand discharge to head his way. He has to find a way to slow them down.
Ilsidur d20+8=23 Thursday December 4th, 2003 12:02:03 AM
"Dispel magic...good idea! Ilsidur runs forward, using his magical boots, and when within range, casts dispel magic on the levitating chariot. [OOC: Dispel magic check roll of 23 to counter the magic on the wizards' wagon.]
As he runs past the newly-arrived lady, the dwarf calls out, "Puff...puff...good to meet you...puff...name is Ilsidur Wayfinder...pant...pant...talk more later!"
Niobe d20+15=17 d20+13=25 d20+13=14 d20+6=16 d20+10=15 d20+15=31 d20+13=33 Thursday December 4th, 2003 1:45:25 AM
Niobe smiles at Ilsidur as he runs past her. She follows the movements of the halfling team carefully as she carefully sneaks towards their wagon. If at any point Niobe thinks that she may have been spotted by the Halflings she will abort what she is planning to do. Niobe hopes that the Halflings remain preoccupied for a few minutes, with the tree and all! She crouches in what shadows she can find and takes a knife and starts to cut into the harnessing holding the Halfing team's draft animals in place. She will cut into both sides of the tack so that when they start to drive their tack will hopefully snap sending their animals running off without the wagon. Niobe always tries to keep a wary eye on any movements coming from near the tree. When Niobe has finished her task then she will sneak away from the Halfling wagon.
(Move Silently(approaching) 31, Hide (approaching) 33, Disable Device 14, Sleight of Hand 16, Spot 15, Move Silently(departing) 17, Hide(departing) 25)
Shiraz d20+2=15 Thursday December 4th, 2003 7:36:53 AM
Shiraz looks over Niobe carefully,"Well met little one, and when time permits we can talk a bit longer but at the moment we are pressed for time. Thanks for you advice though." Shiraz eases his backpack on and casually flips the burning torch towards the torch as Barnum directed<Ranged Attack DC 15>. As Shiraz hears the words charge from a distinctive minotaur voice Shiraz braces himself, draws his swords, and bellows in Tauric,"You will not harm these folk! Direct your anger at him that as brought you here but these my family and to attack me or mine is your disrepect of my honor!"
Sly Foxx Thursday December 4th, 2003 10:30:07 AM
"Alright! every body in the wagon, I'm going to rub the statue NOW!" Sly goes to the middle of the road and Rubs the statue, "Here you go, Lover Boy! go get thise females." He put the statue down and runs for the wagon, yelling "See You In The Morning!". Jumps into the wagon, "Hurry up! Remember the last time I rub that statue?" "Where's that girl who wanted a ride?"
Justin Webber (DM) Racers anf Ferrets everywhere Thursday December 4th, 2003 1:43:24 PM
Actually Shiraz is happy to see that the minatuars and barabrians charged into the mist but they haven't exits yet since the huge clatter of noises.
The halfling are now running back towards their wagon you can only guess a new idea has come to mind.
The wizards and sorcerers get a comical look on their face when their wagon suddenly slams into the ground do to the levitation spell being dispelled. A moment later though they are chocking and coughing.
The gnomes have succeed in making a 3 stone will and 2 gnomes are working fast on a 4th wheel.
Everyone almost makes it back to the wagon before Sly activates the ferret statue and now ferrets flood the area and are running all over seeing a female ferret. The ferrets are getting in the way of alot of the horses and trying to climb up the sides of the wagons and such.
Peerimus d20+12=17 d20+8=13 Thursday December 4th, 2003 2:42:03 PM
Peerimus cracks hard on the dire horses, causing them to power forward. Thier massive hooves sending earth flying from under them. [Handle Animal 17]
"There are two other teams scattered about ahead, someone target that mist. Skis do not turn well."
"I can handle the gnomes once they get going." he cries over the pounding horses.
Peerimus will try to veer off left and says a quick prayer to Mother Wold for guidance through.
Niobe Thursday December 4th, 2003 7:59:52 PM
Niobe climbs on to the wagon as Peerimus cracks the reigns to get the horses moving. She hangs on for dear life. "I hope everyone is onboard!"
Niobe watches what the Halflings are doing, and hopes that her little act of sabotage works.
Savin Thursday December 4th, 2003 9:40:16 PM
Savin will stop his run when he sees the magic wagon crash to the ground. He figured engaging a bunch of angry mages wasn't the wisest course. He will sprint back to the now moving wagon and yell, "Shiraz lend me a hand!" He will hold up his own hoping he can get a boost.
Ilsidur d20+4=23 Thursday December 4th, 2003 11:07:54 PM
Ilsidur veers towards the wagon being masterfully driven by Peerimus, and reaches up, grabbing onto a loose board, and pulling himself up. [OOC: Strength check of 23]
He quickly climbs to the front, looking ahead for any of the other wagons. Having run out of useful spells, the dwarf holds on, silently urging their huge horses to go faster.
Sly Foxx d20=4 Friday December 5th, 2003 6:44:21 AM
Sly hang on to a belt attach on the wagon, will give a hand to Niobe and also to Savin. "Here a hand, be careful don't pull my arm out, Bif Fella!" To Niobe, he tell her "Don't worry about the statue! He'll be back by my side in the morning. He smiles at her.(sly roles 4 for charisma)
Justin Webber (DM) Friday December 5th, 2003 2:07:37 PM
You finally have started moving and everyone makes it into the wagon, some with Sly's help. As you are traveling suddenly a man drops into your wagon also (Paulo, you can start posting now.)
After everyone recovers from the shock of the new person in their wagon you move on. You see the gnomes have got the wheels on their wagon and have tried rigging it so they won't fall off. The wizards have levitated their wagon once more also.
Off to the side of your wagon comes running a halfing with a dagger pulled, going to try to slash at your runners. Up ahead a couple barbarians and Minotaurs limp out of the fog. You can only guess that they ran their wagons into each other inside the fog.
Other then these things the ferrets are still making it hard for some of the groups and currently the other halflings and slashing at them. A few ferrets have even got on your wagon.
Niobe Friday December 5th, 2003 4:50:51 PM
Niobe flashes Sly a quick smile. She thinks that maybe he is just shy... "Statue?," Niobe chuckles and straightens her shirt, "Oh I wasn't thinking of the statue. How much is it worth anyhow?... I am waiting to see what happens when the Halflings get their wagon mov..." Niobe stares wide-eyed at the man that just dropped into the wagon from nowhere. "Who in...?" Niobe glances over at Sly again, and pointing at the newcomer, asks, "one of yours??"
Teleheri Friday December 5th, 2003 8:04:21 PM
A man with tan skin jumps into the wagon. Wearing a black leather armor, and a grey cloak, with a black cat on his shoulder, he gives a little smile and say: "Hi. Please, dont be afraid because of my sundden appearence. Im only needing a ride, and i didnt liked the other guys. Be thankful that i will travel with you. I guess we dont have the proper time to know each other, but for now just call me Woody"
Teleheri put his cat on the wagon floor, and still with the smile say "This here is Link. Say hello Link!"
Teleheri looks at the side of the wagon, and as he see the Halfling running with the dagger, pull a little piece of butter of one of his pouches, saying "looks like we are in a hurry here huh?" Start to gesticulate and chant something hard to understand. (Casting Grease in front of the Halfling)
As the halfling fall on the ground he yells "NO NEED FOR RUSH YOUNG ONE!", and then blinks to Niobe.
(Occ: Hi everyone! this is my first post, and since im new here, tell me if i miss something or do something wrong ok? good game for u!)
Savin Friday December 5th, 2003 10:02:26 PM
Savin is raising his crossbow to shoot at the halfling when this stranger appears and says hello. He thinks to himself, "Ever since I meet the Children I meet the strangest people."
He is about to shoot again when the obvious wizard casts a spell and he sees the halfling fall down.
He will lower his crossbow in relief and introduce himself. He really didn't want to shoot the halfling. "I am sorry. I didn't get to greet you properly before. My name is Savin. It is a pleasure to meet both of you. He will shake hands with both of them, quickly inspecting them for tattoos.
Shiraz d20+2=22 Saturday December 6th, 2003 9:20:11 AM
Shiraz jumps for the wagon<Reflex dc 22 nat 20> and easily makes it. As the huge taur scrambles to the top of the wagon the taur watches teh man jump into the wagon then promptly cast a spell to help,"Curious," the taur whispers to himself," Well met stranger an theanks for the help."
Sly Foxx d20=19 Saturday December 6th, 2003 9:52:15 AM
Sly smiles at Niobe,"The Statue? nobody want to buy it. You see it's curse, it seem to center on me, We found it when we killed that dragon last year. But I did use it the first time, that's why I seem to always comes back to meEEE?" Sly is startle at the man that just drop in, and the cat?? "You still have your pet?? WOW! I'm Sly Foxx one of the Children of Chaos. I'm a half elf, Fighter and sometime wizzard. My Pet is a war dog. But don't worry he'll woun't bother you, unless you bother his pet Yurric the bear." Sly's blue eyes sparkle. "these are my companions(Sly points to every body else in the wagon). Sly takes his gloves off and takes Neobe's hands into his, then kisses the palm of each hands just to see if there's a tatoo there. Sly thinks to himself,'These two droping in on us, on the same day, all most on the same hour,is too much of an accedent??'
OOC; Sly is using his Cha 19.
Peerimus d20+13=31 d20+12=17 Saturday December 6th, 2003 1:58:12 PM
His head snaps about a spell on his lips when the stranger 'Woody' makes his intentions clear by foiling the halflings plan. Just as quickly he moves his full attention by to the horses with a different divine plea, "Mother Wold, bring me into harmony. [Speak with Animals concemtration check 31]
He then begins to shout encouragement to the horses in Equine, "We must go faster my friends. Thunder the Wold with the might of your speed and power. NOW is the shining moment! To Victory!" [Handle animal 17]
As they continue he calls over his shoulder to the party, "I have a dispel and a stone softening spell for when we clear the fog, but I will need someone to take the reigns for a few moments"
Ilsidur Monday December 8th, 2003 1:00:52 PM
Ilsidur is as surprised as everyone else when the man and the cat drop into their midst. Holding onto the nearest part of the inside of the wagon, the dwarf says, "Hello, where did you come from? Were you sent by the organizers of this crazy race? Are you on our side?"
Ilsidur waits to see the results of the grease spell on the halfling, and if it is not successful, he will cast hold person on the little guy. [OOC: Will save vs. DC17.]
Justin (DM) Race almost finished and trouble arising d4=1 2d4(2+4)=6 2d6(5+1)+6=12 Monday December 8th, 2003 2:02:28 PM
Teleheri's spell causes the halfing who was running to fast to try to avoid easily, to skid on the greased area and fall on his butt. The halfling slides a small distance and believe it or not he almost lsides under the wagon but manges to stop before being ran over or injured.
Everybody seems abit surpised when Teleheri appears but they take it in stride specially since he has helped them and is clearly on their side.
Peerimus urges the horses to move faster also which the horses gladly do.
You've succeed in passinf the fogged area where the rest of the minatuars, human and half orc barbarians have yet to come out of.
The halfing's are cursing now also as they tried to take off but succeeded in only having the straps break that held their horses.
The gnomes succeed in getting their wagon moving with it's smoothed stone wheels. They move slow though do to trying to keep the wagons wheels on for sure.
The sorcerer and wizards pose the greatest threat and with your current distance from the line this could be the winning length here.
The sorcerers and wizards have casted haste on their horses and now they are closing in drasticly fast. A couple wizards also look quite upset for earlier happening and you see casta wall of fire infront of you, about 20 ft. Also ahead of you between you and the wall of fire, a large area appears that looks like a green favor floating in the air (stinking cloud).
If you pass into the Stinking Cloud then you need to make a Fort check/per round in the cloud. The horse will move you through quickly but it will be the equivelent of 2 rounds to get through.
If you have to go through the wall then everyone will take 1 hp damage past 10ft, 6 hp damage after that and 12 hp damage once passing through.
(OOC: Just to let people know that it would be inpossible for the speed your running and do the the size of the area effected plus the small distance from you, for you to miss the stinking cloud of wall of fire.)
Peerimus d20+10=16 d20+10=19 d20+8=21 Monday December 8th, 2003 5:30:37 PM
Peerimus takes a deep breath and narrows his eyes, knowwing niether will help much against the magical cloud or fire wall as the wagon plunges through. [Fort 16 and 19]
Once on the other side if he is able, Peerimus casts a dispel magic upon the wizards wagon. [Dispel check 21]
Teleheri d20+3=14 d20+3=15 d20+5=21 Monday December 8th, 2003 7:05:43 PM
Teleheri Throw opened backpack on the ground his backpack on the ground and yells:
"Link! Things are getting hot here!, get in here!"
Then he takes two mini cloaks from his components pouch and try to cast Resistance on the two nearest people that he is able to touch before reach the green cloud [Fort Check: 14 and 15](occ: dont know who is near me. And i guess i wont be able to cast the second Resistance)
After passing through the fire wall, if able, he look for link, to see how it is, and says: "Ouch... it burns" (occ2:am i suppose to do links rolls? if so, here it is:21)
Niobe d20+10=11 d20+10=27 d20+6=15 d20+6=26 Monday December 8th, 2003 8:09:30 PM
Niobe shakes hands with Savin, but doesn't really notice that Savin was looking closely at her hands. "Oh, do not shoot anyone... That was how the Hellions were disqualified last year. They tried to have another team assassinated," Niobe says with a grin.
Then Niobe is utterly distracted by the most charming smile she has seen in a long while. She smiles brightly in return and listens closely to every word that Sly says. "Cursed? Dragon-slaying? I am impressed." When Sly takes her hands in his and kisses them she laughs lightly, blushes and replies, "I bet you do this with all the Ladies!" Niobe continues to smile. She doesn't pull her hands away.
Neither Savin nor Sly find any markings on Niobe.
Niobe thinks she hears cursing from behind the wagon (Listen 11), and tears her gaze away from Sly to look at the Halflings and their horseless wagon. She laughs mirthfully. "Well I am good! There go their horses!" While she has her head turned watching the Halflings with undisguised glee, Niobe notices the Wizards wagon gaining.(Spot 27) "Well! What do we do with them now?" She turns to look back at the others, and then realizes that she hasn't pulled her hands back to herself yet.
(Listen 11, Spot 27, Fortitude save 15, Fortitude save 26 (natural 20))
Sly Foxx d20+6=11 d20+6=12 d20+6=26 Monday December 8th, 2003 8:57:28 PM
Sly holds on to the strap with one hand, and hold Niobe with the other, "Ahh! my dear, you have such beautiful hands, How are you with a bow." letting go of her hand and taking his bow and arrows out. Sly pointd to the shaft where the ring that leads to the horses. "There's a pin(carter pin) there, that holding the ring that leads to the animals that are pulling the wagon. See it there? Well if we hit and break that pin(carter pin), Those animals will skather every which way?? Want to try Neobe?"
OOC: Fort roles 11 - 12 - 26
Shiraz d20+6=18 Monday December 8th, 2003 9:29:46 PM
Shiraz closes his eyes and murmurs a prayer of protection as the wagon plunges through the stinking cloud and then the wall of fire, "By the grace of the gods, lets not do that again."
Savin d20+9=28 Monday December 8th, 2003 10:03:45 PM
Savin gets a savage grin on his face. He leaps to the balista that has his net prepared on it, quickly aims at the horses and fires. He watches with satisfaction as the net spreads almost perfectly to settle on the steeds pulling the mages.
ooc 28 to hit
Sly Foxx Tuesday December 9th, 2003 7:17:58 AM
As sly knotches his bow, he see the net fly to the mounts of the wizards's wagon, "Nice through Savin, nice through."
Winners a sore loosers Tuesday December 9th, 2003 2:09:34 PM
The wizards and sorcerers cry out when suddenly their wagons hits the ground from the dispell magic and then net covers thir horses and them and watch for a few moments as you pull away from them.
Everyone but Savin and Shiraz pass through the stinking cloud okay (seen no checks noted) and everyone gets scorched abit and taking the 19 points of damage total.
You see the finish line coming though and people standing around cheering. As you head towards the finish line you can suddenly hear the hissing roar or fire behind you.
As you look back you see a total of 6 fireballs flying towards you. You can only hope that you can outrun them now.
The team of horses pull even harder now even without urging and the people gasp as the fireballs slam into the ground just alittle ways behind you, not hurting anyone of you at all but sending white smoke into the air and making it you did something fancy to show off.
The people cheer when you cross the finish line though and some of the kids start running up to you also saying, "That wasn eat, a burst of flames and white smoke to add flair to your win....wow I never seen anything like it."
Standing alittle ways away is the thief who stole your pets though, standing on a small stage that has been make shifted in the area. The thief is grinning and holding a large cup in his hand.
Sly Foxx Tuesday December 9th, 2003 3:32:28 PM
Watching the wizards wagon creeping up on all of us. Sly is thinking fast as he see those fire balls coming at him, "Mother what do I throw at them?? Ahh Yes! Frost Spell!" Sly start to mumble some thing BUT somebody bet him to it? NO! the Fire balls hits the ground, sizzles and then white clouds. "Great Driving Peerimus!" Sly is holding on to Neobe. When they cross the finish line. Sly Kisses Neobe, then Woody and almost his cat. Sly picks up Ilsidure and Barnum hugging them, Shakes hands with Savin and Shiraz "You two did a very good job". Turning to Preemus "Let's go get our pets." with an edge in his voice.
Up the stair they go, stoping in frount of the Thief with the Big Cup, with an icy look in Sly's eyes, "Give that Cup to the Leader of this group. NOW! Give Me My Dog Luke!" There's something very dangerous in Sly's voice.
Teleheri Tuesday December 9th, 2003 5:10:20 PM
Woody looks back after passing through the wall of fire and see the fire balls coming "Ops... from fridge right into the Fire!"
As the fireballs fizzles, he yells to the mages "NICE FIREWORKS TO OUR VICTORY!"
As he see sly walking in his direction trying to kiss him, he dodges and say "Hey Sly! no need to kisses... Unless if Niobe wants to kiss me"
When Sly Jumps out of the wagon and go in direction of the thief, i go behind him, looking courious about the situation "Uh, whats going on here guys? that man stole something from you?"
Woody gets close, with a hand on his rapier and ready for trouble.
Niobe d20+4=14 d20+2=17 d20+8=13 d20+3=21 d20+8=20 Tuesday December 9th, 2003 5:40:49 PM
Since Sly is holding her Niobe leans back into him when she sees the 6 large fireballs steaking towards the wagon, the move is possibly just instinctual... Crypically she says; mostly to herself (not quite realizing that she is speaking out loud), "Beware what you ask for."
When they cross the finish line and Sly gives Niobe a kiss (on the cheek??), she is a little surprised. Niobe makes a mental note that she might just return the favor eventually... Niobe was about to make ready to leave when she hears about the pets. She looks at who is on the dais and her knees almost go weak (wisdom check 17). She thinks "oh please... let there not be trouble with him. That would be very bad."
Niobe very nearly runs to catch up with the others; and Sly in particular, before anyone does something rash. Niobe listens to how things are said and gets nervous (sense motive 14). She wonders suddenly if the Master Thief even knows who she is and what she usually does for a living... Niobe steps next to Sly and casually lays her arm around his waist and carefully grabs hold of his belt. She hopes to buy a little time before any blood might be spilled. Niobe smiles very charmingly at the man holding the trophy (charisma check 21). "M'Lord due to circumstance... and those fireworks, tempers might be running a bit high," Niobe laughs lightly trying not to sound nervous and hoping that her singed appearance won't matter(diplomacy 13). Niobe habitually appraises the trophy (appraise 20). "M'Lord, the champions would just like to collect what is rightfully theirs according to the terms of the race."
Savin Tuesday December 9th, 2003 8:24:36 PM
Savin jumps down from the wagon looking green. He bends over and throws up in the grass. He will then stagger after the group mumbling "Not sure which is worse...mages or jealous elves."
Shiraz d20+6=10 Tuesday December 9th, 2003 9:40:33 PM
Shiraz shakily dismounts from the wagon the tips of his fur singed from the wall of fire and his stomach churning from the stinking cloud. Shiraz manages to catch himself on the wagon instead of collapsing to his knees. "whew," Shiraz gasps.
Justin Webber (DM) Winnings&Interesting Situation Wednesday December 10th, 2003 2:05:02 PM
Niobe only knows that the thief is a high level thief and had recently sort of settled down from adventuring life. He does on occasion like to have abit of fun. The cup looks to be mainly cold plated but worth
The thief shrugs off the comments and has a large smile on his face as he looks to everyone, "Now now you all should calm down, your the winners. First except this cup or this money for the cup (Can get 500gps for the cup or keep it.)" The thief also now looks over to a couple men near a wagon who nods and crawls in the back of the covered wagon, you hear some noises and then suddenly next to each memener WHO had lost a pet, their pet appears.
The thief grins and nods, "See, a deals a deal. An for winning the race you also win you get 16,000gps (to be split among the group)."
Right after the thief hands over the money and the crowd starts cheering drinkings and food began to be passed out and the party begins for the winners and racers. You see the racers you raced against around among the other people but the sorcerers and wizards are not among them. As the party begins thought a old lady comes out of the crowd glaring and grabs the thief by the ear, "I can't believe you would trick these kind people Barth, (shortening his real name) your comming home with me now!" With that said the old lady drags the thief off, holding his ear tight between two of her fingers.
Niobe Wednesday December 10th, 2003 5:06:17 PM
Niobe doesn't release her grip on Sly's belt until after the old lady starts to drag Barth off. She leaves her arm around his waist though. She whispers in Sly's ear, "You don't know who... rather what he is, do you?" Niobe's tone of voice indicates some surprise.
Niobe starts to subconsciously do the math on the winnings, and grins thinking soon would be a nice time to hit people up for a "loan". She still considers herself a passenger, and chalks her sabotage of the Halflings reigns up to a good deed to assist these decent people. Though she would love to stick around and hear their tales. Niobe reckons that hearing those would be entertaining.
Still whispering into Sly's ear Niobe asks, "how much do I owe for the lift into town?" She removes her arm from around Sly's waist and steps one step back to make room for a newly arrived dog, Luke.
Ilsidur Wednesday December 10th, 2003 5:27:41 PM
[OOC: Sorry about missing the posts; I am away from home, and could only just get to a computer now. Since I wasn't able to try the saving throws, I will assume that Ilsidur takes the full damage.]
Ilsidur steps down from the wagon, coughing and hacking, and looking forlornly at his singed clothing. "Thank the gods that we were able to outrun those fireballs, or it would have been more than my clothing that got singed!"
The dwarf watches in relief as the party's animal companions reappear. Then a look of disbelief crosses his face, as the old lady comes and grabs the thief by the ear and starts to haul him away. "You mean, we went through all this to entertain that cretin? I hope he gets his behind soundly whacked! Apparently, somewhere in the Wold, there is a +25 Cane of Whooping that would do a perfect job!"
Ilsidur picks up the cup, and says, "Who's for a victory drink? I realize that we never asked to take part in this ridiculous race, but now that we have won, we should celebrate!" He passes the cup to Peerimus, and says, "For your fantastic driving skills, I propose that you have the first drink."
Before he heads over to the celebration, Ilsidur makes his way to the party's wagon, and checks to see if there is anything of value that he can take, figuring that Bartholomew owes them at least that for his underhanded way of involving the party in the race.
Peerimus Wednesday December 10th, 2003 5:28:54 PM
Peerimus is not sure at all what to think of the last few minutes. His stomach is still churning and his mind a bit clouded because of the nausea. Yorrick hits him like a rock and sends the man flying to the ground, to be covered instanlty by the great Kodiak's tongue.
Spitting sputtering and trying to fend him off, Peerimus misses the conclusion of Barth's exit and the old woman.
As the cheering about continues, he manages his feet with a great smile but more serious tone.
"I don't know about the rest of you, but I have had my fill of this areas hospitality. If we are to find our way, I believe it lay towards the center my friends and whatever great cause lays its home there."
Peerimus will stand with Yorrick and wait for the others opinions.
Sly Foxx and Luke at last! Wednesday December 10th, 2003 9:00:59 PM
"We'll take the cup and the money prize, Then ...OFF!" Luke jumps into Sly arm. The gold cup flies into Niobe arms and the money flies into Shiraz arms. The big war dog in the half elf arms, knocking over Niobe (how was appraising the cup) the cup flew up and into Ilsidor hands. Luke is licking Sky face and every once and a while licks Niobe face too. "Wait for us, I need a drink after this Hello I'm getting from Luke here. Hey Niobe want a drink with us?."
Savin Wednesday December 10th, 2003 9:39:26 PM
Savin will stagger over to his friends and watch them enjoy their reunion with their friends. He figures this will be a good time to be properly introduced to the two strangers. He will straighen up and walk over to them. He will hold out his hand and say, "I don't know how you two suddenly joined us but your advice and actions were timely. We were a little hurried for introductions before. I am Savin." He spreads his hands in a cirle and says, "We are the Children of Chaos. If you are looking for adventure, hair raising battles, good and trustworthy companionship, then this is the band to join. I haven't been with them long, but we have fought a dragon and vampires since I started traveling with them. Then we were coerced into this race. We still aren't sure by who, but since it turned out OK..." the young monk pauses and shrugs. "So feel like coming along for the ride. Who knows what will happen to us next but if you like excitement, we are the band of adventurers to be with."
Teleheri and Link Thursday December 11th, 2003 8:13:12 AM
"Well, like they say: Behind a great man, there's always a furious woman!".
Taking of his hand from the rapier, Teleheri, get closer to the others, and start speaking
"Well, tanx for the ride. But i guess the prize is to be divided along those that were in the race from the begining. Sly, i see you have a dog here. Just be sure to keep it a little way from Link, because both may get nervous."
Link jumps from the wagon into Woody's shoulder, and as Woody hears Savin Speaking, he say "Well, now that all this rush has ended, we may make the proper introductions. My name is Teleheri Tuargdin, and Woody is how i used to be called when i was a child. I came a long ago from a place far, far away from here, and since i dont like staying home, i dont even have a home!" "But we can talk about more things like this on the Tavern! Hey Isildur, Master Dwarf, Lets get some BEER!!!"
He start to thinks to himself {i guess ill have a lot of fun with these Children of Chaos}
"By the way, i liked the name of your group. Shound just like myself!"
Woody start to walk looking for a tavern, pulling Isuldur with one of this hands.
[OCC: Hey DM, where is my horse Cenobite?]
Shiraz Thursday December 11th, 2003 9:00:59 AM
Shiraz looks around at his friends and teh two newcomers, "I am Shiraz, a minotaur and swordsman. We travel where ever we are drawn and much like our name that is our travels. But we can talk on that more later as this has been a strange day and most are looking for a strong drink and a warm fire."
Justin Webber (DM) Crowds and Party Thursday December 11th, 2003 12:46:12 PM
The people who watched the race really leave the group no choice as they gather around the group and begin pushing them towards a near by tavern.
Many of the men and ladies are still cheering and talking to you in great hordes so you can't really cetch what any "one person" says.
As you reach the tavern one man runs up to Teleheri, "Sir sir, your horse is stabled at my stable. I thought you should know."
The stable boy no more and gets his message to Teleheri when everyone is pushed inside the tavern and excourted to the bar. The bartender who was among the crowd moves behind the bar and smiles, "Gentlemen and contestants of the race, drinks are on the house. Others here, drinks are half price." With that said the bartender begins passing out drinks to each person.
At one corner some men and a few of the halflings you were racing agains are throwing daggers at a board and the minataurs are engaged in a drinking contest.
(OOC:Is okay Greg, I'm glad to hear from you. You had me worried and welcome back :). I do need to ask all of you a favor, I know most of all of you but not everyone so for alittle while can each of you post out beside your character name your real name also? Also, everyone please make sure you repose info is sent to Carl, I'll be checkingup on this. Thanks.)
Barnum and Edgar (KevinL) d20+7=20 Thursday December 11th, 2003 5:32:46 PM
A tired Halfling's face is brightened as his great black raven friend and companion is magically returned to him. He grabs the bird and lifts him above his head with both hands. "Edgar! I've missed you so! But finally, finally you have been saved!" Barnum exclaims jovially. He is met with the cold reply, "What took you so long?"
Later, in the tavern, Barnum's eyes light up upon hearing the words, 'Drinks are on the house.' Ten empty shotglasses later, the Halfling gleefully dances and plays his fiddle. (Perform check, 20)
Savin Thursday December 11th, 2003 7:48:32 PM
Savin will have a rare glass of wine and sit back and watch his friends enjoy the victory. He will not be asking any elven girls to dance.
Sly Foxx (Ceil) Thursday December 11th, 2003 9:27:00 PM
As every body enjoys them selves, goes to Shiraz, "Hey! Buddy! How about filling this cup with Green Gomish and pass the the Golden Cup around? as the bartender fills the Winners Cup to the top, Sly turn to Niobe "You! my Beauty, will go first" with out taking his eyes of this mystery girl, grab Teleheri by the arm and ask him "Woddy! man you were good, you go second, then I'll go third, If there any Green Gomish left?" Then yells to the rest of the patrons "Any body else want to drink out of the Winners Cup?"
Ilsidur (Greg) Thursday December 11th, 2003 11:18:23 PM
Ilsidur smiles as he is pulled towards the party. He says, "Yes, I do need a beer. And my name is ILSIDUR, not Isildur." He continues to smile, showing no hard feelings. "Good to meet you, Woody."
Arriving at the fête, Ilsidur finds a stool, and orders a large stein of Mountainhome Dark. He sips it gratefully, washing the road dust out of his mouth and throat. Then he looks around, keeping his eye on the other Chaos Children, trying to make sure none of them get into any serious trouble.
Peerimus (Daniel K) Friday December 12th, 2003 12:10:18 AM
Swept up by the crowd and packed by humanity in a smelley bar is definately not Peerimus's or Yorrick's idea of a good time.
In almost a panic he spins looking for an escape route to find nothing that would not involve a great spectacle and possible injury.
Hoping Yorrick will have better success at parting the crowd, Peerimus aims the great Kodiak in Savin's direction, "Let us find our way to more subdued surrounds my friend." and follows close in his wake.
"Sometimes it is easy to see why some might look down upon others." He says to Savin upon arrival.
Niobe (Eunice) Friday December 12th, 2003 12:14:57 AM
Niobe gets up off the ground, she is chuckling as she scratches Luke behind the ear. She cleans her face with her sleeve. "Drink? Yes, I would love to share a drink with all of you.". Niobe listens to what Savin is saying and smiles. She shakes his hand, "you can call me Niobe. If you want the company of someone who is good with locks and such, then I am your gal. I would be thrilled to see more of the Wold and have some more excitement. I would be happy to sign on." Niobe follows the crowd along to the tavern. She will avoid the Halfling racing team; just for safety sake. She smiles when Sly says she will get the first drink from the cup. "That is too great an honor for me, but if you insist I will be pleased to take the first sip." Niobe will take the filled cup from Sly and take a decent swallow of drink from the cup and pass it to Teleheri. "So how did you all get the name the Children of Chaos?"
Savin George d20+7=8 Friday December 12th, 2003 1:31:27 AM
Savin smiles broadly as Peerimus and Yorrick join him. He will scratch behind Yorricks ears and say, "Its good to see you again my friend. I hope whoever snatched you, feed you well."
At that thought he will yell, "Waitress! Please bring me 2 raw fish! The fattest you have!"
He will turn and say to Peerimus. "No I have no hard feelings towards anyone. I was more ashamed and embarrassed that those elves caught me unaware. My master would whip me with his cane for a week if he saw it." Savin grins another grin and adds, "Well maybe not...my master had a weakness for a pretty face too."
Savin will go on to tell a story how his master fell in love with a dwarf women once. The story falls flat..his heart doesn't seem to be in it. Peerimus will catch Savin sneaking glances at the elven lady from last night.
OOC really bad perform roll
Teleheri and Link (PH) Friday December 12th, 2003 10:29:04 AM
Woody grabs the cup from Niobe and drink a little, then turns to Sly and say,
"Hey Sly! This is supposed to be for the true champions, you and your companions, since im new among the children. Besides, i'd rather drink beer! Hey Bartender! Gimme 3 beer mugs."
Woody pass the cup back to Sly, drink one of the mugs on one time, and holding the other walks in direction of the minos that are havin a drink contest. "What is the bet?"
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