MiniGM's Council of Thieves

Game Master Vuvu

Stealth: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26

Exxor hides among the barrels and crates, doorjambs, carts and other items crowding the alleyways and follows Tram.

perform check innocent whistling: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
bluff check for drunken walking: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (4) + 9 = 13
perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Using his halberd as an awkward walking stick, the young noble fool makes his way through the rough spot holding a torch. Whistling a chipper tune from that play he is famous for being in. He makes sure to stagger a few times now and then trying to give the appearance of being a bit far in cups.

I thought you were an actor. SUch clumsy prose.

Tram make me a perception,

Everyone else make me a perception at -10

Perception: 1d20 + 16 - 10 ⇒ (3) + 16 - 10 = 9

Huh?? Whaaa?

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Barksalot with whatever his bonus is: 1d20 ⇒ 11

perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9

"I was more a comical figure in my performance, the prose wasnt as important you know."

Before anyone knows what is happening, there is a very attractive woman walking up to Tram.

Hey cutey. Looking for a good time tonight? What am adorale puppy, maybe I can find him a bone...

Barksalot sniffs suspiciously

Any chance she is another fanged femme fatale?

He blinked at her doing his best to keep up the facade that he was a bit drunk.

"Good time? A good time is well better than a badtime thats for sure."

He laughed with that annoying im rich and noble and not funny at all but everyone laughs at my bad jokes sort of laugh.

"This is my faithful companion Sir Barksalot. The most noble canine you will meet. What about you gorgeous are you perhaps looking for a good time tonight?"

He began wagging his eyebrows suggestively.

Like exxor looking to see if she is a member of the long fang like canine club do you want me to roll a perception again? or is my terrible one earlier sufficient?

Barksalot hangs his head in exasperation.

Miro hangs out, crossbow ready.

The woman rifles through her purse and pulls out a bone, with some flesh on it...she tosses it and Sir Barksalot, unable to contain himself chases after it.

The woman takes Tram's hand

Oh certainly. Shall we retire to my room?

She starts to lead him down an dark path.

Bad dog!

What kind of bone and flesh (noting that it was not described as meat)... and which way is she leading Tram... I have a feeling there is about to be another vampire fight... or succubus, or ghoul, or any number of things that go bump in the night.

Hard to sy what kind of bone it is...Sir Barksalot will probably know.

The bone was definitely tossed the opposite direction of where they are heading

Follow Tram and the tramp

Miro follows as well

Stealth please

Stealth: 1d20 + 20 ⇒ (20) + 20 = 40

Miro slips between the angles of reality and is now in Tram's backpack!

Stealth: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

Miro is like the winf, Exxor is like the night

Our heroes make their way down the dark alley, just in time to seethe woman run her fingers through Tram's hair, grip and kiss him passionately

"Hey now wh..

I wonder how much not telling Miss Tarvi about that kiss would be worth... not that I really would, but... hey wait, Tram wouldn't do that... would he....

Miro decides that now is the time to stage an intervention and shoots the woman between the shoulderblades. If he is wrong about her, it is still ok since she is just a human. Miro has issues

You will thank me for this later: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (13) + 12 = 251d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 if evil add Holy damage: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10

What did I miss that Miro opened fire ... oh well, I kinda knew it was gonna end like this when we go looking for a fight.

L Crossbow Attack: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (14) + 13 - 2 = 25 Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Barksalot nibbles.

Tram lets his Halberd fall to the ground, with a thud and he stares glassy eyed as the woman's mouth closes to his throat

The woman screams, and sizzles as the bolts crash into her back

Everyone roll initiative...I do not want to be responsible for killing Tram...you can roll yourselves for that.

Init: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

dazed make out session hynotized Tarvi who initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Init: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24

1d20 ⇒ 15

Ooo close math here. But Tram doomed you all!

The woman cries out in pain but latches on to Trams neck bites and drinks

1d4 ⇒ 1 con damage

Go!

Tram you can make another will save for your turn

Miro starts pin cushioning the woman

Holy crossbow+1: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (15) + 12 = 271d8 + 1 + 2d6 ⇒ (8) + 1 + (6, 6) = 21

Barksalot charges in and mythic strikes!

Mythic bite: 1d20 ⇒ 6 Plus bonuses

Mythic surrrge!: 1d6 ⇒ 1

Surprise Strike Attack: 1d20 + 13 - 2 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 13 - 2 + 2 = 28 Vs Flat Footed AC; Bypass DR
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

L Crossbow Attack: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (9) + 13 - 2 = 20
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
L Crossbow Attack: 1d20 + 8 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 8 - 2 = 11
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Amazing Initiative Attack: 1d20 + 13 - 2 ⇒ (10) + 13 - 2 = 21
Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Free Action Rapid Reload

Mythic Power used: 2

will save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

He felt pressure and a small amount of pain at his neck but that didnt bother him really. This was nice. His heart was racing. As often as he tried to get this close to Tarvi she almost always pushed him away, called him names and glared at him.

He clutched the pretty nameless woman even close to him wrapping his arms about her and squeezing her tight.

dont suppose that counts as a grapple or anything? I mean she never told me to not grope her or hold her tight right? worth a shot. I blame Tarvi for this. :P

Sir Barksalot isn't mythic. Just awakened and super smart

The bolts pierce the vampire and it falls, but the wounds are def closing

Barksalot is super mythic!

Douse it in holy water! Miro starts pouring a vial over it's head.

Vahnwynne Malkistra sends her best. Exxor says through gritted teeth as he pulls out a stake and moves toward the fallen vampire. He will drive home the stake at the first opportunity, this time with no regrets.

Exxor stakes the vampire and it puffs into dust, Buffy style.

Tram meanwhile seems to be kissing the air...

Exxor looks at Miro and gives a head nod towards Tram, Slap him.
He then scans the area to see if there are other assailants or watchers lurking in the shadows.
Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (12) + 15 = 27

Miro has Frank the Hedgehog give Tram a big hog kiss

Barksalot tucks his tail and whimpers in shame.

Tram comes too with only a moment of hedgehog kissing.

Searching her belongings you do find a key. Perhaps to a nearby room?

Barksalot sniffs the key to find a possible trail to the room.

Barksalot makes off nose to the ground

Exxor just shakes his head... and follows
A talking dog, a trigger happy halfling, and a vampire kisser... what could go wrong? No really... there is absolutely no way this will end well.

Miro retrieves Frank and follows Barks.

I would like to point out, that in no way was I doing that intentionally. There was some sort of vampire mumbo jumbo involved."

He growled taking out a handkerchief and placing it over the neck wound.

Oh, you don't have to convince us Tram. We witnessed the whole thing... now convincing Miss Tarvi, well - good luck!
Exxor looks suddenly worried.
Are you ok? You aren't going to turn into some sort of blood sucking spawn are you?

Miro eyes Tram suspiciously

Tram roll an untrained religion check...unless you are trained. Also roll a d100