Outpost VI: DystopianGM's Forged Facade (Inactive)

Game Master DystopianDream

At Green’s surrender, Wormcaller lowers his spear...

Botting Purrlock and Vante.

Purrlock moves up to purple, devises a strategy, and attempts to take a swipe out of the purple

Devise: 1d20 ⇒ 14
Slashing + Precision: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 1) = 5

Vante instructs JK to attack and fires a shot from his shortbow.

Shortbow attack vs Purple: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26
DMG: 1d6 ⇒ 6
Paw attack vs. Purple: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
DMG: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Paw attack vs. Purple, MAP: 1d20 + 6 - 5 ⇒ (15) + 6 - 5 = 16
DMG: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Paw attack vs. Purple: 1d20 + 6 - 10 ⇒ (7) + 6 - 10 = 3
DMG: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

And with the onslaught of attacks, the bodyguard in purple goes unconscious. The bodyguard in green throws down his sap. "What a fool! This job ain't worth it, told 'em!"

**OUT OF COMBAT**

Dr. Rolph and Penelette Weaverish come forward and stabilize Baltaram and the guard. While the medics work, Asrennia says with a flourish of her hand, "Well now, don't be alarmed, dear, cherished guests. It's all part of the spectacle!" Though you do get the sense that she is glaring at you whenever you lock eyes, until you make yourselves scarce from the exhibits. Word quickly spreads through the crowd about Baltaram's forgeries, and it's clear his reputation is ruined.

You quickly head back to tell Shance the good news, and they literally jump for joy. "You have no idea what you've just done for my uncle. Here, take what you're owed. Thank you thank you thank you!"

This is the end of the Bounty. Hope everyone had fun! Please feel free to write up a parting post. Hope to have chronicles out by the end of the week.

"Well, all is well that ends well." Vante tells Shance. "I wish I would be able to meet your uncle in the future so that we can talk about his artistic works personally. For now, I will take my leave." he adds after receiving the payment.

Thank you so much, DystopianGM, for running the game!

Oops. Sorry. I saw something about someone surrendering and thought were were done.

"Purr-haps we can meet yourrr uncle and tell him the good news?"

Thanks GM. Sorry about that.

"I need to say, I am not sure this whole thing improved opinion of Avistani artists…but perhaps these were just a few bad apples?"

Pib says, battered and bruised, as the group returns to the inn.

Thanks, everyone!