After these event play out, we'll discover the success of Thok's defensive stance against the rat swarm.
Good luck! Let's see if your clever gob skills can keep the "K" out of "T.P.K."
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Toothlizard licks Grimleks face and whines piteously.
Grimlek trying to get back to consciousness
Zzzzzzzzzz
Vorka cackles at the rat and Thok death dance.
he'sa be deadz soons. Dat ma'ke tree o' ya. Sooooooooo.
Only you'sa left'sa she say pointing her hand at Thud.
Flame appears from her palm once more as fire shoots from her finger tips.
FLame palm. At will.
Miss! Thud live to climb the ladder.
Thok however. . .
The ratsisses nibble claw and bite.
Crti?
Rat damage
crit damage
stabbity death!
damage
stabbity death! 1d20+5
damage 1d4+3
Frik! Derb-dabbit barbar! Why. wont. you. just. die!
She get a nast bleeding slash across her crusted skin.
The race to be the first heroez causality continues. Sometimes being number one means being in number two.
It up to SpiderThud the Barbarian to save the day.
Can he do it . . .
*drum roll *
Four lill' licktoads coming ta see me.
Now thar dying. One. Two. Three.
The barbar's on the ladder.
Will his mighty club scor?
Miss miss miss
death becomes
four four four
THud is feeling a bit lonesome with the fate of goblinkind resting on his tiny pinhead. All he knows is that Vorka MUST DIE!! Gorey Guttons don't fail me now.
stabbity death!
damage
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Thud strikes out at vodka with all the pent up rage of his entire fallen group of Licktaoads. Every ounce of his little green being is focused on the key moment. Who lives. Who dies. Licktoad victory! Or insane cannable domination!
His swing catches the craggy druid off guard. She teeters. She totters. Her eyes roll back into her head. Does she black out? Does she stay alert? Thud cant be certain. The one aspect he does know. She falls . . .
She falls . . .
On the opposite side of the stack. Thus is blind to what happened next.
? ? ?
Glop Con Check
-6 and Glop is still floating in the Goblin obsess.
Thud has heard enough scary stories to know the villian never dies the first time! He carefully creeps down the ladder and peers over the edge of the stack.
sneaky, sneaky stealth check
Slowly he creeps. Step by step. Inch by inch.
The entire deck is deathly still. As if frozen in time. Thud hears no sounds. It's as if the entire marsh is holding it's breath for the outcome.
There. Just on the other side of the stack. Ten feet away. Lies the prone body of Vorka.
Still. Quite. Broken. She landed in a fetal type position. Her curved back to Thud. Arms loosley curled to her chest. Legs splayed out behind her.
Time is still. Rounds are counting. Who's flinching first?
There was no action on Vorka's turn. That Thud knows about. Or perhaps at all. So quit and still . . .Death is in the air.
But who's?
Thud watches the tricksy nasty witch. He doesn't trust her as far as he could throw her or his big...CLUB! retrieving the club Thud keeps a few steps away and throws the club at the witch.
throw anyCLUB
damage
If Viorka is alive, Thuds club throw would have overshot her and caused no damage.
And yes. She's alive.
Roling over, her hand flaming. She grins a wide grin.
Anyone make a death save?
To be continued . . .
And now.
The dramatic conclusion . . .
The might Thud's instincts were wright. vodka was alive when she was walloped by the barbarians club.
Recovering enough to sucessuffly adjust her fall to a softer landing, she lay battered and broken. Only enough strength for one single action, she devised a plan.
Laying still with her flaming palm tucked out of sight, she waited for the barbarian to revieal himself. Expecting him to approach, she would spring her hand onto his flesh and end him once and for all.
First to her horror, then delight, Thud trew his mighty club. A miss! Now's her one chance!
Rolling onto her back she whips her fiery death at Thud.
One. Last. Time!
*gulp* oh frik.
Fate. It seems. Is a crewl mistress.
"Yeeek!"
Thud rushes to chop her up with the magic dog/frog/witch slicer and steal her ruby slippers.
She's conscious. But just bairly.
And prone!
Roll an attack.
May the dice be with you.
A thundering drum roll beats through the marsh.
Running on adrenaline, the BIG goblin with the little head throws himself on the witch in a frenzy of slicing and dicing!
Hackity
damage
There's a loud explosion. So deafening it must carry through the whole of the marsh.
Then.
Nothingness.
Empty.
Floating.
Only at the end does Thud realize the true nature of goblin insanity . . .
There's a loud explosion. So deafening it must carry through the whole of the marsh.
Then.
Nothingness.
Empty.
Floating.
Only at the end does Thud realize the true nature of goblin insanity . . .
The younglings once again site around the campfire listening to stories "so scary you poo pants" told by the wissend Nottateff Drooplow.
Today is the first annual holiday known as "Heroez get BIG BOOMS and stuff, and kill Vorka and stuff and do more stuff and stuff day"-day.
. . .an den, after the blakness, Thud knew he was deadz. Da tunnel ah light was'a callen 'em . . .
A youngling interrupts
But but but old one Drooplow, how can that be? We all know that Th----*
. One mo time an I call yo mother, Glop, ta come and beatz ya again. Da other younglings have not heared da storee.
Grimlek Jr. sites and pouts over his tankard of goblin ale.
As Thud reachesess fur da light, he seez it haz sky anz trees anz ropes anz a mast. Dis not hell. He's on da damn shipz still! He not dead. Yea!
Vorka was so evil dat when he struckz da death blow she exploded like a giant crustey infected puss filled boil. So mush'a so dat he awakes insid'a her ribs wearing her like a cape.
Using a bottle of healing goodz potion he findz, he slowley getz his othe'a heroez all back to nicey nicy awake'e wake.
Da BIG BOOM stash was one deck underfoot wit two mo froggie guarding it. Da froggies surrenderd and wanted to run away. Thud being a upright and honerable Goblin heroe killedz dem instead.
Returning to camp Thud defeated Chief-no-more Gutwad in an arm-wrestling and farting challenge. He then became Chief Thud, and still iz today. Thok killz Slorb and becomes new Slorb. Only called Thok, not Slorb. He also not stupid.
Grimlek and Glop make Grimlek Jr. and are still Chief Thuds Generals that do stuff and more stuff.
Grimlek Jr. interupts again
What about the time the Heroez invaded samdpoint and killed the one armed giant hobgoblin, and Thok got his eye poked out by a narwal?
Drooplow reflects with a smile.
Perhaps those stories will be told another day. Yes. Another day.
Prehaps . . . .
End credits roll.
Ewoks dance the yub-nub dance.
A Hobbit shire burns to the ground.
Nick Furry makes a cameo.
Fin. ?
YEAH!!!!! NO GOBS DIE!!!!
Wha' happened?
Huzzah, for Chief Thud! Gods help the Licktoads...
Thanks again for running, Iron Dice!
Wha' happened?
Huzzah, for Chief Thud! Gods help the Licktoads...
Thanks again for running, Iron Dice!
My Pleasure Chief!
see 'ya around Golarion.