| Altai Iscarni |
I have a Light cantrip memorised. Are my hands loose enough to squeeze it off? Any concentration checks needed?
| dungeonmaster heathy |
Altai:
He looks like the saltatory old bearded guy chained in a dungeon, with scraggly hair, sores, scrungy clothing...truly sexy. He's chained by his wrists and his neck.
There's 5 rats the size of small dogs; they're kinda sniffing in your direction. Nasty f#&+ers!!!
| dungeonmaster heathy |
Altai:
"Yes," your cellmate agrees. "I've named them all....I've been down here too long. That one---" he points at one of the rats that has it's paw resting on it's belly in an eerie caricature of a man, "that one is called Napoleon. I guess you wouldn't get it, though....heeheehee..."
Then...next to your right hand, a little piece of metal slides open in the chair's arm. There's a hole there, and it's filled with pieces of minced meat. Above, you can hear a "wooshing" sound, from right to left, and from left to right...
"I'm coming, Altai!!!" says the ghoul.
| Altai Iscarni |
Concentration check 7+11=18. Casting Burning hands at the Rat Pack ahead of me. Damage 4+4+1+3+3=15, Reflex 16 for half.
| Altai Iscarni |
dungeonmaster heathy wrote:either or.....this is some long stuff.~Grins~ Nah! I trust you! Partially! I am sure that it would be worth the read.
Wow. We're up to 6700 or so posts? That's about twice the number of the second-biggest thread... Having said that, there are some real gems buried in here, and our party is the biggest collection of oddballs I've seen anywhere. Compared to the everyday antics of Stig or Riese, Altai's recent fascination with ghoul sculpture is small beans...
| Sharoth |
Sharoth wrote:Wow. We're up to 6700 or so posts? That's about twice the number of the second-biggest thread... Having said that, there are some real gems buried in here, and our party is the biggest collection of oddballs I've seen anywhere. Compared to the everyday antics of Stig or Riese, Altai's recent fascination with ghoul sculpture is small beans...dungeonmaster heathy wrote:either or.....this is some long stuff.~Grins~ Nah! I trust you! Partially! I am sure that it would be worth the read.
~grins~ Well, like I said, I trust Heathy to have something interesting to say or read. ~WEG~ Now that does not mean that he always has something good to read. He is after all the master of inane and useless wit! ~grins, winks and runs~
| dungeonmaster heathy |
Damn dragons....;)
Altai:
Scurrying forms come up on them; start nibbling.
"There's an endless supply of them rats, uh....mage..." says the prisoner.
"I'm coming Altai!" says the ghoul, now a mantra.
The swoosh left to right, right to left, swoosh swoosh swoosh every 10 seconds up above you continues.
Again; waiting on Riese to post a position and whatnot;
I guess it's not much of a hurry; today at work is gonna be a wild one so I doubt I'll be able to post as "incontinently" ;) as is my usual.
| dungeonmaster heathy |
Altai:
"I'm coming, Altai...." the ghoul, again. And the rats eat the burnt...
| Altai Iscarni |
Casting Scorching ray on the blade's chain attachement. With some luck, the chain's less resilient than the blade (insert 'weakest link' joke here) and wil be unable to resist the magical heat - especially with all the kinetic energy of the back-and-forth motion. Concentration check 11+11=22, damage 6+6+5=17.
| dungeonmaster heathy |
Altai:
one of the dire rats runs up; bites you in the shin real bad; take 3 h.p. in damage. The guy on the wall bellows, "get away from him!!! Leave him be, you rat bastich!!!" Maybe it's a trick of the light; for a second the prisoner's eyes look like doll's eyes.
| Riese's Altered Form |
Riese stays just outside the door and fires off a bolt at the dude behind the desk "Imbelia furtion de'flar, you bastard!!" 5d6=17 damage, DC 18 reflex for half.
| dungeonmaster heathy |
Altai:
"I'm coming Altai....oh, oh...KING OF THE WHITE KINGDOM!!! What is this?!?" the ghoul interjects.
"Oh noes!!!" screams the prisoner when he sees the ghoul.
| Altai Iscarni |
Converting Dispel magic into Summon monster III, which I'll use to summon a celestial bison. Once it arrives, I'll tell it to knock my chair off the floor and into a safe corner. With some luck, the chair will break, and I'll be a free man. Concentration check 9+11=20.
| dungeonmaster heathy |
Altai:
ROFLMAO!!!!!
The White Buffalo appears to your side. He looks so serene, so contemplative, he should be sitting legs akimbo on his celestial lotus.
The chair strains under his pushing, there's a crack, and a crash, and you're loose of your restraints as the flimsy chair buckles and cracks apart under the buffalo's strainings.
The pendulum continues it's downward, lazy descent.
"Let me free, friend! Please..." begs the prisoner.
| dungeonmaster heathy |
Altai:
| Elgan Dreadwood |
Elgan slaps his hand over his eyes as the firebolt slams into the hob behind the desk, and then his fellows leap into action. He sighs.
"Awww,... fer deh luv a',..." is all he allows himself. Then he launches into a casting as he backpedals to safety.
Converting a spell to Summon Monster, moved back 5' next to the door, hoping to be protected by the rest of the group until I can get this off! Creature will appear on my turn next round. I have GOT to invest in some way to hasten this spell! ;)