Cap'n Garglechunk's page

Thanks for the game Zekk, and sorry for slowing things down at the end. Yanbrel Gossrith, 103589-5, Taldor.

Hey, apologies to everyone. I know I was slacking off at the end there, but I did think I had posted a few days ago--should have double-checked, and also oughta start using the campaign page instead of RSS feeds. (Also, I totally didn't notice that we lost Zord.)

Anyway, good work all, thanks to the GM, and sorry we had to go out with a called fight.

The Cap'n spurs Toadgobble around to the upper deck, leaning forward to belch fire at Vorka.

If she's in range, otherwise he'll ready an action again.

Fire breath: 4d6 ⇒ (2, 6, 4, 6) = 18

Spear AoO vs. Longtongue: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

"Frog legs much better than toad!" is what Cap'n tries to say, but opening his mouth only brings for another gout of flame, fortuitously again aimed at an enemy.

Breathe fire at Lord Longtongue, Ref 13 for half. 1 use remaining.

Fire breath: 4d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 5, 2) = 18

Garglechunk grins as Vorka appears before them.

If she have ship... and me kill her... me take ship! New big cap'n!

He inhales a big gulp of air, preparing to belch fire at her should she come into range.

Move as on the map, ready action to breath fire at Vorka if she gets into range.

How high up is the crow's nest?

Garglechunk chucks the empty gourd over the side of the boat and grins triumphantly, waiting for the magic of the potion to take hold. When a couple seconds pass with no discernible changes, he grows impatient.

"Bah! Crummy-grubby plant drink not work! Chief is big fat lying bag of--BRAAAAAAAAP"

A deep rumble suddenly bursts forth from his gut, with a blazing stream of fire following immediately after. To the luck of his companions, Cap'n was still facing towards the dog.

Breath fire at Cuddles, Reflex DC 13 for half.

Fire damage: 4d6 ⇒ (1, 6, 5, 6) = 18

Sorry for the delay.

Garglechunk pulls his mount back a couple paces, as he draws the gourd given to the group at the outset of their journey, before unceremoniously chugging down the contents.

Mount takes 5-foot step back, Cap'n draws and consumes Elixir of Fire Breath.

Garglechunk spurs his mangy mount around, trying to squeeze through his allies to strike at the beast himself.

Spear: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

Initiaitive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

Alright, that jibes with my understanding of how it was organized.

Spear: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage: 1d6 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

"Nasty dogs! BLEURGH!"

The barking of the dogs from the upper deck reaches Garglechunk's ears, and the self-styled captain recognizes the cry of his race's hated foe. He draws and hefts his spear as he spurs his mount forward. Stopping at the foot the stairs, he prepares to stab wildly at any dogs that draw close.

The rightmost section of the ship is the same area on all there levels views, if I'm reading this correctly? Cap'n draws his spear and moves and guides Toadgobble E, SE x2, E x6, NE x2, N x2 and readies an attack against any enemies who make it past Rancor onto the stairs.

Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18

Knowledge (engineering): 1d20 ⇒ 9

Still around, I think it's the enemy turn now.

Garglechunk's eyes go wide as the group draws up to the shipwrecked hulk.

Is... mine! Mine, I see it first! he whispers fiercely, galloping up to the gate. NW, NW, Nx3

"Gurrr, good good kill," Garglechunk grumbles as he thrashes about in his webbed saddle, failing to contain his resentment that someone other than him dealt the final blow to the fearsome spider-kraken.

Assume he can take 20 on Escape Artist or some such to remove the webs.

After several minutes of gnashing and grunting, captain and vessel free themselves from the entangling threads. Garglechunk directs Toadgobble toward the arachnid's corpse, where Zarkus has prepared the delicious spider steaks. He pauses only briefly to glance around at their surroundings.

Lacks patience to take 20 on Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5

Are Garglechunk and mount entangled separately, or are they being treated as one unit?

The Cap'n shrieks as the humongous spiders appears and sprays him with sticky webs.

"YEAUGH!"

He flails his hands about, managing to calm down long enough to invoke an icy blast at the threatening arachnid.

Icicle power of Water domain, ranged touch attack 30 ft.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Cold Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Garglechunk rubs the elixir against his face, caressing it lovingly.

"Good good, me get big burnspit to scare Lotstentacles!" Below, Toadgobble whines and flattens his ears.

Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

Bidding for the elixir, but the other items would be better on other the other gobs. Garglechunk isn't proficient with the dogslicer, and as a mounted combatant he'll try to avoid spontaneous climbing.

As a goblin, Garglechunk wants every item. As a player, the elixir is the only one he'd really be able to use.

Garglechunk is good on the dares, if we've met them already.

"Hee hee ha, I's best hider of alla them," Garglechunk mutters to himself, as he observes Zord choking down slugs.

Brinestump: 1d20 ⇒ 2
Scribbleface: 1d20 ⇒ 16
Lotslegs: 1d20 ⇒ 19
Vorka: 1d20 ⇒ 10

"And then Lotstentacles beat Zord, and pull both back to big drowny lair bottom!" Garglechunk declares, taking exception to Zord's braggadocio.

"Unless we go big fire island first, we all drown! But me last."

He wrestles with Toadgobble's reins, finally turning the goblin dog towards the site of the bonfire.

"Stupid fishfolk! All you gonna drown, but not Cap'n, no oh no!" Garglechunk clutches tightly to the neck of his goblin dog mount. "Zogmugot keep him stay dry on deck of Big Ship Toadgobble!"

Let's do it!

@Cap'n Garglechunk - Yes you can take a Goblin dog as a mount.

Neat, thanks. The Cap'n is bought up and ready to set sail.

(Zahmahkibo's character)

Mostly done on this guy, but one question: Could he use the 'Riding Animals' table here and purchase a combat-trained goblin dog for 50 gp (or trained giant frog, for some additional price)?

Conceptually, he believes he's a seafaring pirate cleric of Zogmugot. His ship is just his mount, and he thinks the ground is the ocean.