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The Big Bar Fight

The Big Bar Fight: Turn 1
Thursday September 18th, 1997 5:00:40 AM
Gareth says "Looks to me like the bar is closed. Do you really want to die today? I don't play fight ...". Gareth does not blink and stares directly at the orc keeping the dwarves in his peripheral vision.

Tiburon says to the group, " I'm sure we can come out on top if we get into a fight." He then says loudly to the room " I sure am happy to see Dwarves being such good friends with Orcs. Do you sleep together too ?"

The dwarf pulls out a dagger and screams, "I'll rip your heart out for that you... you sissy." He rushes toward Tiburon and stabs at him with the wicked dagger. The dwarf gives the cleric a little scratch. (there are 4 dwarves at the offending table - this was dwarf #1)

When the dwarf attacks Gareth draws his sword, but keeps his attention focused on the orc. The orc looks at the sword but still makes no move. He only says, "Bringing a sword to a bar fight. What's the matter? Afraid to bloody your knuckles?" He raises his fists into a boxer stance, but he waits for Gareth to make the first move.

Nonam, standing nearby, smashes his mug into the dwarf's face. The mug shatters, and the dwarf curses about bits of glass in his beard. (again dwarf#1)

The gnarled human begins to cast a spell.

Flaust immediately flings her combat net onto the gnarled human. She hits him and he gets tangled up and collapses under its weight. His spell is ruined, and he struggles to free himself. The orc looks down at him and growls, "Quit playing around and get up."

Then Flaust uses a table as cover against any attacks.

Talvik will stand and throw his drink at the orc. He will hold onto the mug as he shouts, " HERE'S YOUR DRINK PIG-NOSE!" The mug sails dangerously close to the orc's head and smashes the mirror behind the bar. Daphne, the ghost screams, "25 GOLD." The orc wipes off some of the drink that spilled on him as the mug flew by and licks it off his fingers. He looks at Talvik and says, "You drink this? You really are a bunch of sissies."

Onrad, begins climbing up the partition between one booth and the next and stands on top of the partition leaning against the wall, carefully lining up the nearest dwarf with the chandelier overhead.

Onrad jumps the chandelier, swings across the room and kicks at a dwarf. His foot makes solid contact with dwarf #2. The dwarf falls down but doesn't appear to be injured badly. Onrad then lands on a table and proceeds to defend himself from a position of height, using movement to jump out the way etc. He performs the kick and the landing gracefully, but as soon as he lands. Dwarves 3 & 4 attack him. Dwarf 3 grabs his salad fork and lunges at Onrad's leg. He misses and sticks the fork into the table. Dwarf 4 decides against subtlety and throws his chair at Onrad. Onrad skillfully ducks and the chair arcs across the room and lands on Helmsley's table.

The love cleric and his friend immediately leap to their feat and engage the dwarves. Helmsley's friend moves with lightning fast speed and punches Dwarf 4 soundly in the jaw. An audible crack is heard as the Dwarf's jaw breaks.

Just then Dwarf 2 recovers just enough to kick Helmsley's friend soundly in the knee. The fast but frail warrior collapses and stares right at the dwarf. The two begin to yell insults at each other while trying to grab the other.

Helmsley grabs the chair thrown by dwarf 4 and throws it at dwarf 3. He misses. this time the chair sails across the room and lands on the halflings table causing one to spill his drink. The 4 halflings start to laugh and decide to join in. The begin throwing their food at Helmsley, the dwarves, the Three, the orc, and anyone else who they happen to see.

In the midst of all this chaos, Gareth and Bof the Orc stand a mere 2 feet apart staring each other in the eye. Gareth has his sword clenched in his hand, and the orc has his fists at the ready. Each is waiting for the other to make a move.

Below-The-Line (OOC) Comments
Thursday September 18th, 1997 5:30:40 AM

JK says, Whew. Hope I didn't leave anyone out. We have a character sheet from everyone now. Oh and I really do roll all the attacks. I don't just make up the results. Don't worry too much about the exact layout of the place. It's a bar filled with tables, chairs, chandeliers, mugs, and anything else you might think of. Just have a good time.

Jerry says: I've always wanted to have an actual barroom brawl, but it's been too difficult to run in a live game. Here the DM has time to make decisions and add the necessary flavor. Guys, here's your chance to go crazy and get creative. It's stump the DM time! Woohoo!!!

JK says: Oh yes and Jerry is the DM now. It's stump the DM time.

The Big Bar Fight: Turn 2
Friday September 19th, 1997 5:00:40 AM
Onrad makes the short leap to the bar, scoops up two bottles as he runs down it's length and bops the scarred human in the net on the head with one knocking him out. He then looks around the room for anything interesting and hoots and hollers with the halflings.

Gareth says "You really just want a fight? I bet we could play catch with one of those dwarves! What do you say I go get one?" Gareth puts away his sword with a swift move and stands ready for an assault from the orc.

The orc says, "I see how it is. You wanna desert my brain so I won't hurt you. I wanna smash you face in and then I wanna see you lick my crud covered feet!"

The orc then spits and hits Gareth with the spittle in the left eye.

Once again, Gareth and Bof the orc stare each other down waiting for the inevitable.

Tiburon uses his wrestling skill to catch the Dwarf #1's arm as he attacks him and takes him to the ground.

Tiburon lands on top of Dwarf #1and rams the dwarf's head against the ground again and again saying over and over, "It's not nice to bring a knife to a fist fight!!!"

Jus quietly asks the barmaid, "I don't suppose you would like to earn some easy gold. One gold piece a piece for each Dwarfs or Orc you give a wedgey." If she doesn't understand, Jus gives a quick explanation of pulling someone's underwear up forcefully, then grabs at the orc's backside to demonstrate.

The powerful orc spins just in time, waving his finger back and forth at Jus saying, "No, no, little elf. That will get you hurt bad."

Jus just grins at the orc and says, "Had to try!", and runs off towards the dwarfs to see if he has better luck with them.

Daphne says, "For a pretty elf, you do the most horrible things. Hehehehe."

Onrad starts yelling, "25gp for wedgies!"

The halflings start chanting, "Wedgie Wedgie!"

The orc then spins back to face Gareth, a look of grim determination on his face. He puts his hand on his sword for a moment an then returns to his boxing stance. He says, "You want me to hit first? all you gotta do is ask."

Flaust turns to attack the orc, but realizing that the orc and Gareth are having a personal battle of wills, decides to let them settle it between themselves. He turns with his back to Gareth and shouts the word "Faint."

Dwarf #4 moves simultaneously with Flaust's command holding his broken chin with one hand and aiming a mighty stroke at Flaust's chin with the other. He hits for 5 points damage. Then a funny/confused look comes over his features and Dwarf #4 faints to the ground.

Dwarf #2 grabs two mugs and hits Helmsley on both ears with them. Helmsley screams, touching the blood dripping from both hears with his hands as he staggers backward. He shouts, "My face! My beautiful face! NOooooooo!

Dwarf #3 then spins Helmsley around and gives him a wedgey. Helmsley recovering, immediately spins on the dwarf gritting his teeth and says, "That doesn't work on me, Dwarf."

Helmsley then swings his flail hitting the Dwarf in the midsection with a called shot. The dwarf goes down to his knees, eyes tearing and letting out a high-pitched sound.

Jus puts his hand in sympathy on the dwarf's shoulder and says, "You may not know it, dwarfmaid, but in elven you just said you wanted your mother."

Dwarf #1 then throws Tiburon off of him and on to a nearby table doing 2 points of damage. The table breaks but somehow, Tiburon retains his balance on the far side of the table. The dwarf then picks up half the table and prepares to throw it.

Nonam gives dwarf #1 a good kick causing him to drop the table. Then he turns to the halflings and yells, "You little kids quit throwing food or you're next."

The halflings throw food everywhere. Two of them begin to jimmy open the wine case. Gareth gets hit with half mincemeat pie. "Oh, sincerest apologies kind sir," comes the cry from the halflings booth.

Bof the orc, points and laughs at him. He then gets hit with a leg of lamb and Gareth returns the favor laughing at the orc. Both begin circling each other heedless of the mayhem around them.

"Must humble sir, we're really sorry," giggle the halflings.

Talvik will jump up onto the table he was sitting at, and using his tumbling proficiency jumps on the back of dwarf #3 just as he is getting up from his knees causing him to further injure himself. Both fall over onto the broken table in front of Tiburon. Talvik flips back to his feet and stands beside his comrade just as two mugs of ale strike each in the face doing 2hpd to Talvik and 1hpd to Tiburon.

"Oops, sorry," comes the cry from the halflings booth.

"Yes, deepest regrets," echo the halflings.

Below-The-Line (OOC) Comments
Friday September 19th, 1997 5:30:40 AM

John says: Ok. How about you sending to this address again. I didn't recieve some turns, and would like to figure out a way not to keep missing these.

Jerry says: JK, please add this new address to the address macro. John should now be receiving turns at both addresses.

Jerry says: It took me over two hours to do this turn. No problem. Just want you to know, once again, why there was a delay. I bet I've sent out over 20 emails regarding questions about combat, updated characters, etc. That's fine. They have to be dealt with. However, if just ONE PERSON says just ONE WORD about the delay, their character is TOAST! There I said it.

Everyone else: Oh Yes, mighty DM. We understand. No problem. ::bowing::

Jerry says: Keith call me, please.

Guys, to give us time to do the turns and get to bed at a reasonable time, we need turns in by 7:00pm CDT. Thanks. If anyone has a problem with this, please let us know. I'll try to get the turns out by 10:00pm each evening. JK may want to do his turns a little later than that. He'll let you know.

The Big Bar Fight: Turn 3
Monday September 22nd, 1997 5:00:40 AM
Jus looks around at all the mayhem, laughing and enjoying this as memories come unbidden to his mind. He sees Gareth and thinks, "Boy, he looks pretty bored" and begins to feel sorry for him, since he obviously doesn't have anything to do. So, like all good elves do for their friends, he decides to help Gareth's life get a little more interesting. He takes a moment to walk up to the orc, taps him on the shoulder, and asks, "Excuse me sir, may I start this for my friend?" then moves to punch the orc as hard as he can.

A hand reaches out and grabs Jus' hand as he strikes. Gareth's hand. He shakes his head at Jus and then returns his attention to the Orc.

"I would enjoy this dance, Sir Blood-Bath," says Jus, "but I think Gareth would prefer to cut-in."

Gareth tackles the orc an rams his head into the bar. He then continues to run his head down the bar clearing the bar of all glasses and pitchers. He then changes directions slightly and rams the orcs head into the halflings table. "I see your face is too pretty. Maybe the crap on your boots will improve it some."

Gareth then wipes the crap from his boots onto the orcs face.

The orc stays there stunned for the moment.

The halflings chant, "Crappy Orcs, they are cool, but Gareth makes them look like the fool!"

Talvik quickly draws his short sword and hits Dwarf #3 in the head with the pommel, attempting to knock him out.

The dwarf gets up, still limping from his groin injury, grabs half of the table, and hits himself on the head. "That won't cut it girlie-man. Dwarves like getting hit in the head."

Dwarf #3 then grabs the other half of the table and proceeds to ram both Talvik and Tiburon with it.

However, at the last moment, Tiburon dodges around the table and uses his wrestling skill to get dwarf #3 into an arm lock causing him to drop the table at Talvik's feet. Tiburon then runs the dwarf into a nearby booth separator clearly breaking his arm.

The mighty dwarf (#3) squeals with pain and bravely limps out the door holding and away screaming.

Nonam noticing the ineffectiveness of the wedgie on Helmsley gasps, "My gods, he isn't wearing any underwear!"

The Halflings echo, "He isn't wearing underwear. He isn't wearing under......" Then they pause for a moment, look at each other and say "eww..."

Nonam looks around and sees the dwarves and the orcs being controlled by the Three, Helmsley and associates. So he rushes over to the halflings. He grabs any food he can find on the way and begins flinging it before him as he goes. He yells, "STOP THROWING FOOD!!STOP THROWING FOOD!!STOP THROWING FOOD!!."

When the halflings begin to concentrate their food on Nonam, he takes position behind a table, and begins to throw food back at the halflings.

The halflings yell out, "More Stew! We order more Stew! .....and Pies! ...And Beer!

Nonam, yells into the kitchen, "I'll pay double!"

Daphne begins to fly back and forth to the kitchen bringing fresh supplies to both Nonam and the Halflings.

Helmsley runs from the bar screaming about his face. His partner exits with him comforting the priest. The ladies accompanying them still sit at the bar, totally untouched, talking softly.

Dwarf #2, seeing that his opponent has fled, turns on Flaust with an evil grin. He then swings at Flaust hitting him for 3 points damage.

Onrad leaps off of the bar, grabs the chandelier, and swings once again across the room. He lets go at a calculated moment and lands on top of Dwarf #2 saying, "Don't hit my friend." The dwarf falls to the ground under the weight and momentum of Onrad. Onrad then looks up at Flaust and says, "You ok, friend?"

Dwarf #1, seeing Noman's attention divided, decides to get even for being tripped by him. He charges forward crashing in to Noman and the table he is hiding behind doing 6 hit points damage.

Daphne, seeing that the Dwarf #1is distracted, gives him a wedgie and a kiss. The Dwarf screams, "My %$#@! Aaauuugh!"

Daphne says, "25 gold please."

With a flourish, Flaust hog-ties Dwarf #4.

The halflings cheer. "Flaust, Flaust, He's our man. He can do it in the can."

The orc covered with fresh supplies of stew and pie, shakes his head and gets up. He shakes his head appreciatively and nods to Gareth. He then returns the favor grabbing Gareth's left arm, spinning him around and then picking him up.

He spins Gareth around, lifts him, and then tosses him powerfully over the top of the bar into the closed glass drinks cabinet behind.

Gareth falls in a heap behind the bar. Then the entire cabinet and its contents fall on top of him cabinet crushing the left side of the bar and Gareth.

The whole brawl comes to a stop as everyone with mouth open ducks instinctively and waits for the dust to clear and reveal the fate of the mighty fighter.

Bof stands triumphant.

A voice says, "Cha-ching! 150 gp please."

Below-The-Line (OOC) Comments
Monday September 22nd, 1997 5:30:40 AM

John says: Again, unless you object, I'm going to keep sending my response via two services.

Jerry says: Great!

John says: BTW: This is a fun "fight". Hope you DMs are enjoying your slaving to the keyboard as much as we are enjoying reading the results.

Jerry says: It took a little over two hours tonight to handle everything, and I loved every minute. I've wanted to do this for a long while. Don't get used to it though. I couldn't do this forever. :)

JK gets the next two turns. JK check the private notes below my turn for some useful information.

The Big Bar Fight: Turn 4
Tuesday September 23rd, 1997 5:00:40 AM
Bof the Orc stands over Gareth gloating. "I think it's time for the Three Who Are Seven to leave town with Helmsley and the Gleaming Swords. There's only room for one new group of adventurers in the Big Float... BOF AND THE BLACK BLADES!!!"

At this seemingly triumphant moment, Gareth gets up looking for something big to throw. He sees nothing but smashed bits of the bar, so he hops onto the bar with much boredom and without any drama. Only an intense sense of purpose motivates the hero's actions. From there he leaps onto the orc forcing him to the ground, and he begins pounding his face with his fists with the intent of doing so until the orc is unconscious.

Jus shakes his hand out and grimaces with frustration, thinking, "Awww, maaaan. Why does Gareth get all the fun." "Oh, well!", Jus says out loud. He wanders up to the bar, or what is left of it, and sits down by the pretty ladies. "Oh, Gareth...", in his sing-song voice, "we're all waiting." The girls that were with Helmsley and his companion begin to gaze at Gareth in admiration. They pay little attention to the elf.

Jus looks at the ladies for a moment, checking them out; "You two sure are pretty -- in your own way. I bet Daphne would be a lot more fun, though. Hmmmm."

Dwarf #1 begins to pick at his wedgie without much success. His nubby little dwarf fingers are having difficulty with such a delicate operation. He seems to be completely embarrassed and no longer focusing on the fight. Then the halflings cause him to blush more chanting, "This dwarf's no priest of love. He's wearing his underwear. Ooops, oh well. He should have gone bare down there."

Dwarf #4 wakes from the spell cast by Flaust. He immediately tries to stand again and discovers his arms and feet tied, and he begins to shout in typical dwarven fashion, "DIRTY MAGIC USERS!!!DIRTY MAGIC USERS!!!DIRTY MAGIC USERS!!! They're all a bunch of DIRTY MAGIC USERS! They made me fall asleep. They made me."

Onrad leaps back up to a chandelier and begins to swing back and forth in might arcs. He plans to once again swing to the aid of one of his companions should one of them need it. But alas, the chandelier wasn't made for such active use, and Onrad's armored mass is enough to pull it from the ceiling. It crashes down on top of him doing 7 points of damage, and a bit of very hot wax drips onto his nose.

The halflings laugh and laugh. They think the sight of Onrad pulling the chandelier from the ceiling is so funny that they stop throwing food and simply laugh.

With the food assault ended Nonam pulls himself to his feet and looks at Dwarf #1 trying to fix his wedgie. He takes a step toward the dwarf and holds out his right hand. He spreads his fingers wide and holds his palm toward the dwarf. The dwarf realizing something is going on looks up from his task. He sees the mage standing before him. As soon as the dwarf looks up, Nonam strikes him in the middle of the chest with enough force to knock him down. Dwarf #4 cries out, "DIRTY MAGIC USERS!! DIRTY MAGIC USERS!! Gorgo look what the dirty magic user did to you. Dwarf #1 looks down and sees Nonam's glowing hand print on his shirt. The dwarf stammers, "Wh... what d..d...did you do?" Nonam declares, "I have cursed you. You should be dead within an hour I should think... that is unless you bathe in a lake before then." The dwarf looks stunned for a second. Then he leaps to his feet screaming and runs outs of the bar.

Daphne moves to a position near Jus and the girls where she can be out of the way. This gives Jus has a chance to talk privately. He whispers to her. One would wonder what Jus was saying, but his mischievous grin was so innocent even a lecher would doubt. Whatever it is, Daphne only giggles.

The human in the net quits struggling and says in a whisper something that sounds like, "raathefom." His ring quickly flashes, and his figure becomes shadowy and distorted, and he slips out of the net. It's almost as if he wasn't even really there. He takes a few steps and leaves the net in a heap on the floor. He begins to survey the room.

Flaust mutters to Onrad, "Thanks for the jump start." Flaust then proceeds to tie up Dwarf #2 with the other end of the rope, though it quickly becomes apparent that the dwarf has other things in mind. He struggles against the halflings efforts and throws her off of him.

Tiburon looks around and sees the Dwarf that attacked Flaust standing nearby attempting to fix his wedgie. Tiburon rushes to him and gets him in a head lock. The dwarf struggles with this new attack. Tiburon then attempt to run the Dwarf headfirst into the bar, but the stout dwarf stands his ground despite his awkward position.

Talvik looks around the bar and sees that all the dwarves seem to be taken care of, and Bof seems to have his hands full with Gareth pounding his face. So Talvik eyes the new adversary... the shadowy human. He isn't really prepared for this new threat though, so he simply waits.

This entire time Gareth has been pounding the orc nearly senseless, but he feels he ins't doing quite enough, so looks for anything within reach to help in the pummeling. He notices a leg broken off of a chair lying near by and reaches for it. In the instant required for this to happen the orc suddenly shifts his weight throwing the mighty hero off. The orc then somehow manages to grab the chair leg before Gareth, and he clubs the mighty hero in the head. Gareth falls back and begins to bleed from the large head wound. This seems to have been all the orc could manage, and he falls back and stares at the ceiling. His face is bruised and bloody. It's hard for anyone watching to determine who is hurt the most. The two warriors breathe heavily and lie on the ground staring at each other. Neither one is unconscious yet.

The shadowy human looks down at the orc and says in an ethereal voice, "Quit playing and get up." Then he looks out at people in the bar, and the halflings become oddly silent.

Below-The-Line (OOC) Comments
Tuesday September 23rd, 1997 5:30:40 AM

JK says, my apologies to Talvik who rolled last for his initiative.

David says: Pretty strong orc. Pretty nimble too in order to get such an advantage on someone with an 18 DEX and 18/00 strength...... JK says: Everyone knows the average orc is stronger than the average human. It's only natural for a super-orc to be stronger than a super-human. Joking aside we're building up a nemesis group... the Black Blades. The orc should wind up being Gareth's rival, and everyone else will meet theirs eventually. If the end of this turn was any indication, Nonam will meet his sooner than everyone else.

John says, Elves are supposed to have fun, right? JK says, Yes. Of course most of them hate undead (even friendly ghosts) with a passion. But then again Jus isn't your average elf. He's a mighty hero.

John says, Just out of curiosity, was this a DM's way of working things into the order of initiative. I'm not complaining, just wondering why Jus didn't punch the Orc as he wished to. JK says, Yes. Gareth beat you on initiative last round. This round too come to think of it.

David says, To DM: I'm assuming that everyone thinks Flaust is a male, due to her deep voice and hidden features....or maybe this society has a thing against dominate women.. :) JK says, I know she's a woman. I don't know about everyone else. Jerry's the one who had the halflings call her a man.

The Big Bar Fight: Turn 5
Wednesday September 24th, 1997 5:00:40 AM
Tiburon foot-sweeps the Dwarf he has hold of and takes him to the floor. He gets on the Dwarfs back , grabs his beard and says ," If you don't swear on your Clan to quit this fight, I'll cut your beard off !"

Dwarf 2 begins to weep and sob, "Pleeeeaaase don't cut my beard. Pleeeeeease. I've been growing it for 48 years. I swear. I swear. I swear on the Clan father's beard to stop the fight. Just please don't cut off my beard."

Gareth attempts to crawl over to the orc and resume the pummeling with his fists, but the effort is too much for the mighty hero. Gareth clutches at his spinning head and lays looking at the orc thinking how he would love to kick him in the head repeatedly. Bof slowly stands up and drops the chair leg and smiles what would have been a big toothy grin if Gareth hadn't just knocked out some of his teeth a few moments ago, but then he falls back down and lays staring at Gareth. One would guess that he was having similar thoughts.

Dwarf #4, the one that's tied up, is still screaming, "GODS!!! THEY'RE ALL DIRTY FILTHY MAGIC USERS!!! Don't kill me please. I don't want to be sacrificed. Stay away from me." And so on. He's very noisy and is making the most annoying commotion on the floor."

Onrad turns to one ot the remaining dwarves from his position beneath the chandelier and says, "I suggest you pick up your hog-tied friend and get out of this fine establishment, but not before you pay your share of the damage. You put up a reasonable fight, but do not play the part of bullies well."

Onrad looks for the moneybags of the two dwarves and makes an attempt to cut the chord on the one with the wedgie, but he decides that they're too far away and that he should instead get out from under the chandelier. He proceeds to struggle with the chandelier and eventually gets out from under it.

Now Onrad prepares to make good on his threat, but just then Tiburon releases Dwarf #2 who runs over and unties his friend. The two of them run from the bar crying about magic users trying to take their beards. They don't pay for their share of the damages.

Flaust says to Onrad, "I thought you knocked out our friend under the net." as she moves to retrieve her net.

This puzzles Onrad, and he keeps an eye on the disembodied human and wonders how he could struggle much less cast after being personally knocked out with a mug (or was it a bottle?) by Onrad himself two moves earlier...[grin]. He comes to the conclusion that he must have not really knocked him out or that he recovered quickly. As far as casting the spell, Onrad remembers seeing a ring flash on the mage's finger which leads him to believe that he did not actually cast a spell but instead spoke the command word for a ring, and he tries to commit the command to memory in case he ever has an 'opportunity' to wear the ring.

Finally Jus decides to participate in the raging fight. He cries, "This is going on too long, I guess I'll have to help speed things along." He picks up a chair leg and looks around for the Dwarf that was asking him to clean his outhouse -- or one that happens to be convenient and yells, "Clean your outhouse, huh? I didn't think dwarves ever cleaned their homes!" He then takes a look around and sees that the fight is more or less over.

Talvik will draw his long sword, so now he has both weapons at the ready. He will assume a defensive posture and watch the shadow figure....."Ummm, guys? I think the rules have just changed." he will say loud for all in the room to hear.

Nonam says, "I doubt he wants to try anything against all of us. It seems he didn't manage to finish his first spell thanks to Flaust... and he wasn't all alone then." Despite these bold words, Nonam pulls out his wand of shocking.

The human holds up a hand in a peaceful gesture and then takes off his ring which returns him to his normal scarred appearance. He begins to speak in a dry voice, "Well I hope all of you liked the Giggling Ghost's weekly brawl. It's one of the best we've had in months." It's hard to tell if he's joking. "I think we'll be going now, but just remember there are more than two of us. Perhaps some of OUR friends will be around the next time we meet instead of a bunch of hammered dwarves." With that he picks up the mug he had been drinking from before the fight which somehow remained exactly where he had put it and raises it above his head: "Till the next time the Three meet up with the Black Blades." Then he drinks deeply and finishes the last of his ale. He casually takes out a large bag of coins and sets it on the bar, "Daphne, I believe this should pay for most of the damages." Then he helps Bof to his feet and begins to head out the door. Just before he exits he stops and says, "By the way, there are hard feelings about this." Then he and Bof leave.

Flaust begins helping any who look hurt. She begins with Gareth.

The halflings look a little upset that things are over, but then one says, "What a story this will make." Then they all look at each other with big grins and run out of the bar. Most likely they simply went to another bar to tell about the big show.

Theory gets up from his hiding place, looks around the bar, and says, "Wow."

Below-The-Line (OOC) Comments
Wednesday September 24th, 1997 5:30:40 AM

Jerry says: David, as far as the strength of the orc goes, JK put that very well. I thought you needed a rival and also wanted to see what you'd do with an equal or slightly superior opponent. This time it was in a bar fight. Next time.....?

David says: An orc nemesis? Maybe next time I'll ask him his name and he'll pass out in an effort to remember it?

JK says: Hahaha. Hey you should see Valdor's (Steve Hott's character for those of you who don't know) counterpart in the Black Dragons. It's this guy with long arms that walks like a gorilla. Compared to that an orc doesn't seem so bad.

Jerry says: Um, the scarred human must have cast a contingency spell to wake him after two rounds upon unconsciousness. [grin]

JK says: Ooops. You know I thought he was unconscious, but I couldn't find it. So I had him take an action. It turns out I just didn't look hard enough. I found it this time though thanks to all the 'prompting.' Anyway I needed some way to end the fight. My other alternative was "Gareth beats the orc's head into mush."

Jerry says: Flaust is a dominating woman? Eww...Onrad hates him I think. As far as calling him a he, it must have been the deep voice and hidden features.....:)

Jerry says: It is very tough to run a turn when the actions that the player desires is no longer available. (JK agrees) You have to try to include their clever dialogue if possible and give them the same sort of result somewhere else. Note that in "real" combat things will run VERY different than in a bar fight. We will adhere strictly to the rules of combat and what can be done in one round. Not that we won't appreciate creativity.

JK says: Jerry gets the next turn

The Big Bar Fight: Turn 6
Thursday September 25th, 1997 5:00:40 AM
Flaust uses her healing and herbal skills on any hurt bar patrons.

If anyone is still hurt after this, Flaust applies a cure light wounds.

Onrad answers, "Speak up friends. I should be nearly whole Flaust's gentle ministrations after a good night's rest."

Flaust says to Daphne, "How often do the Black Blades frequent this establishment?"

Daphne, brushing herself off, even though no dust can stick to her answers, "Weekly, before they start the usual brawl."

Flaust says to the group, "I would like to go ahead and call it a day. Anyone interested in obtaining rooms here?"

Onrad answers, "I am. It's been a long, long, day. Daphne can we have a couple of adjoining rooms? One for our cleric lady here and another for us guys?"

"Sure," Daphne says. "You got em'"

"Great," Onrad answers with a yawn and a smile. "Thanks."

"Here's 5 gp for the rooms and the food. Will that cover it?"

"Yes," Daphne answers.

She takes the gold and puts it in the till. "Gentlemen and lady, that covers baths and breakfast in bed. Enjoy your stay with us. "

Nonam stands covered in food looking ashamed for causing such a mess and for acting in such a barbaric manner. "Daphne, I sincerely apologize for acting in such a way. Please allow me to help clean the place up and of course pay for our share of the damages." He then goes over to the bar and casts 'mending' on the shattered end. The bar begins to magically knit itself back together and soon looks as good as new. Then Nonam begins picking up bits of broken glass, setting tables and chairs back up, and whatever else he feels needs to be done.

Tiburon says to all, "I think we all did very well in that fight. We'll make a great team!"

Talvik will sheath his weapons, and look around at the mess. He will begin to help clean up the various broken glasses and food that seems to be everywhere. "Does this thing happen alot?" he will ask Daphne as he scoops up some of the broken things. "Maybe you might want to hire some bouncers or protectors to keep things like this from happening." he adds rubbing the part of his face that caught a glass. He will rub it for a moment and chuckle to himself.

Tiburon surveys the damage in the room. He goes to each of the group and sees if they are wounded. If they are, he will bandage them and cast Cure Light Wounds on the worst wounds joining Flaust in her task.

"Daphne , my dear, did that person leave enough gold to pay for the damage ? " Tiburon asks the Ghost. If there isn't enough to cover the costs, Tiburon will give her 7 gp's to help.

Daphne answers, "Happy? Happy? Will this cover it?"

A small eternally grinning man comes out tentatively from the kitchen and glances at the coinage. "This along with the bag that the scarred one left should cover it. Thanks." He smiles. "I welcome The Three to my humble establishment. I am Happy Go Lucky, owner and manager."

He bows.

"Daphne, half price for these brave heroes. We wish to make an impression on them. Besides, thanks to them, no innocents were hurt this week," Happy continues.

Halfway directing his comments to the party, he continues, "Perhaps we can talk these brave folks into dealing with the Black Blades once and for all. They have been coming here and starting a brawl or scaring away all the customers each week on Threesday for over a month now. All of the customers that will stay with us check out in plenty of time....those that know of it. I approached the city guards about it and they always promise help, but they never come. The Black Blades are buying them off I'm sure of it. Oh well, such is the life of a innkeeper."

After the cleanup is completed as much as possible until the carpenters arrive in the morning, Daphne escorts the party to their rooms and wishes them a good night.

....and there was evening and morning. The end of a long day and the beginning of another.

What will the fates bring on the morrow? Only the gods know!

Below-The-Line (OOC) Comments
Thursday September 25th, 1997 5:30:40 AM

Jerry says: More than one round has passed since anyone took damage so Flaust is unable to give anyone any hit points with his healing and herbalism non-weapon proficiencies. However, he is able to treat everyone so that they heal 3 hit points during the night rather than the usual one.

David to Jerry: Yeah, I imagine Flaust could rub you the wrong way in a conversation...but then again, she's not here to win a popularity contest :)

Jerry says: Onrad (and I) were kidding. I like the way you're playing your character very much. Onrad tends to like everyone until they have proven themselves false. Especially when he has made a commitment to them.

Jerry says: David, don't forget that in 1st Edition, half-orcs were player characters. Also, there are many references to orcs that advance in levels as humans do. I must be doing it right, because you even hate the concept of it. Good. May that hate continue to grow....[Muhahaha] BTW, I have no intention of him being foolish or a device for humor and slapstick. He and his fellow conspirators will humiliate you if you are not careful. Beware! This is your only warning.

I didn't receive turns from David or John. I hope to hear from both of you tomorrow.

Jerry

Below-The-Line (OOC) Comments
Friday September 26th, 1997 5:00:40 AM

Introduction from The Jericho: The expanded group is beginning to meld together. It is amazing that this is only the second day in The Floating City. The email game is surely a different animal to the live game and the chat room game. I liked the idea of just walking out into the city and describing the site first-hand with levels of detail that are usually avoided in a live game.

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