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Thanks Froggy - nice wrap-up :-)


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Sigh...

Oh well, it's a perfect opportunity to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving!


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DM Frogfoot wrote:
Hey all, taking my 4th of July vacation trip this week. Going to be in Denver - updating sporadically. I'll get back home on Sunday. Sorry I've been in...such a lurch lately. I've been interviewing a lot and I've had this money put aside for this trip to Denver for months, so hopefully it shakes me back into what I used to be for this group! Wanna do right by you guys as DM. :)

No worries Froggy...have a great trip


Elf Cleric Lvl 3 XP 3 Armor 0 HP 14/18

Crap...sorry to hear about the job.


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Hi All - out of town until the 28th...will try to post something while I'm traveling


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Catching up...

Did that hurt?: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Dambreth braces himself as the illogical sized craft tumbles to a stop. "Well, that was unpleasant"

Dambreth finds himself nodding along with the unknown hobgoblin, "I too could use a brief rest to allow me to commune with the goddess."


Elf Cleric Lvl 3 XP 3 Armor 0 HP 14/18

Dambreth follows the others into the strange conveyance.


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"A Failsafe? To battle the other? How can it be controlled?" Dambreth shakes his head doubtfully, "are Bolus' fears correct? Have the destructions of two beacons not done anything to stop the Destroyer?"


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Olivius wrote:
It's ok man. Things have been on hold while Froggy tends to his tadpole. :)

Tadpole! Excellent!!!


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DM Frogfoot wrote:

Quick update - while I was away from work on paternity leave, a big project started up finally and dumped a lot of work on all of us. Now, this week, I'm having to do the work I ordinarily would have had, plus the work my sick teammate can't do...

That's why I'm not posting, I really want to but I haven't had a spare moment except to wolf down some lunch today. Promise I'll be back tonight or tomorrow.

No worries Froggy - good luck with the new project (yay! job security)


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Dambreth hurries after Viola and the Doctor..."Wait, wait, Dr. Who-ever you are! Tell us what you know about the World Eater!"


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"Does your temporal expertise extend to world destroyers that are attracted to beacons that are placed in different times on a world?"


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Dambreth leans on his staff and stares at the strange man who has just appeared from a stranger device that arrived in an extremely strange manner.

"In my time, it was customary for a polite newcomer to introduce themselves first. Is that not true anymore?"


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Viola Lark wrote:
Ha, it's kind of ironic, because Viola would think the -same thing- about Dambreth. Viola is actually quite aware of a lot of things... just not of -your- world! :)

Cool - maybe they each can learn some things


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Dambreth moves to intercept Viola as she strolls towards the group as he has something to say to her in private. In courtly Elvish, which may seem very archaic to Viola, Dambreth says, "Well met Lady Elf. We had no chance to be introduced before we joined battle against the Betrayer. My name is Dambreth, formerly a ranger of the Elven Court in a time long gone, and now a simple priest of the Goddess of Earth, Gaia. I offer you my formal gratitude for your role in stopping the Betrayer from summoning the Devourer of Worlds. I realize that these are but words to you, but I invite you to travel with us and learn the truth of what doom we all face. Even if you take a different path, know that I owe you a debt not easily repaid and stand ready to aid you if you call."


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Hmm...time to start building bonds...feedback much appreciated

Olivius is in constant danger, I will keep him safe

Viola is unaware of the reality of the world, I will open her eyes to the truth

Sinathel is a good and faithful friend, I trust her implicitly

Bolus is an honorable man, I will help maintain his honor

Elder is an enigma, I will understand him

I'm leaving the other two undone for now


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Dambreth's compatriots may be stunned by his appearance as he hobbles up to the group leaning on his metal staff. He once thick brown hair has turned a brittle-looking white and his once youthful face is lined with aged. Still he smiles and hugs Olivius upon hearing his words, "Thank you friend Olivius, Scram is avenged. I am in your debt. Now what is this about the Betrayer not being an elf. Let's take a look at what's left of the body and see if we can figure out what he was."

That being said, Dambreth slowly makes his way to the wreckage of the skyskipper and clambers inside to get at the body of the thing they knew as Temellen the Elf.

Spout Lore: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 3) = 5 Marking an XP

"Hmmm, maybe some sort of mutant sea bass?"


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Yay!!! End of session time!!!

Resolve any bonds - uh, no because I forgot to create bonds

Fulfilled alignment (Good) - oh my, yes...mark an XP

Did we learn something new and important - Definitely, such as Temellen was not an elf

Did we overcome a notable enemy - Without a doubt, take that Betrayer

Did we loot a memorable treasure - if looting covers blowing one up we sure did...

So that's at least 3 XP for Dambreth to give him 11 total, spending 9 to level up to Lvl 3

New cleric move:

“Penitent
When you take damage and embrace the pain, you may take +1d4 damage (ignoring armor). If you do, take +1 forward to cast a spell.

Gain +1 to attribute- selecting Wisdom (up to 17)

Note - Cons is reduced to 10


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1d6 ⇒ 1 Thank goodness...down to 4 HP; probably should try to heal myself, huh?

Dambreth grunts in pain as he's hit from behind by the blast of the bomb. If he had been riding any drake except for Sinathel he would have likely lost his grip and fallen but his bond with his cousin is strong and he's able to subconsciously match his balance to Sinathel's movements. Even so, Dambreth feels his life force ebbing from him as he takes yet more damage. Even though he normally would not call upon Gaia to heal himself, he decides the seriousness of the situation warrants bending his attitude.

Goddess, please lend me a bit of your strength so that I may heal myself, he implores Gaia.

2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 1) + 2 = 9 Taking -1 for spell-casting, on-going
1d8 ⇒ 3


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Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Dambreth scrambles onto Sinathel's Drake back, in his hurry carelessly slicing his hand open as Sinathel spins to catch an object thrown clear of the skyskipper. The deep gash in his hand is bleeding profusely and on top of the battering he already taken today he feels as if he has little left to give. He wraps his hand the best he can while trying to maintain his balance on his flying cousin.

"Sinathel, fly by the others...they must be warned!". Even as the speedy drake swoops over their friends, Dambreth is screaming at the top of his lungs "RUN! THE BOMB IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE AND IT'S JUST OVER THAT RISE...RUN! RUN!" His energy spent, he collapses against Sinathel's back as she flies them away from the bomb.


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Tears in his eyes, Dambreth hugs Sinathel and then closes his eyes tight and once more reaches out to Gaia for Guidance Cast Spell Guidance: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (3, 4) + 2 = 9 asking her to give him a sign if he must stay with the bomb for his plan to succeed or can fly off with Sinathel.


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"Sin, you heard me...thank Gaia...we have to destroy the beacon and the thing you carry will be exploding in 3 minutes...without the shield protecting it is my hope is that the exploding thing can destroy it...give me the exploding thing and then fly to safety...I will stay behind until the last minute to make sure that the betrayer can't stop it," Dambreth gasps out as he stumbles up the rocky outcropping to his cousin. Out of breath, he slumps done next to the bomb.


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Damage marked

Dambreth fights back best he can against the forces decaying his body but refuses to falter in his task. Reliving his youth as a gourd carrier (and not any old gourd, but the red high point scoring gourd) in the rough and tumble Elven Gourdball games, he scoops up the beacon and runs as fast as he can after Sinathel SCREAMING at the top of his lungs to his cousin that has always been there for him..."SIN...COME BACK...USE THE BOMB ON THE BEACON...WE CAN DESTROY IT!"

Defy Danger (Will): 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 3) + 2 = 10 Trying to use his willpower to slow down the impact of the beacon on his body

Defy Danger (DEX): 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 6) + 1 = 9 Trying to catch up with Sinathel

Subtracted 1 from DEX score which gives a +1 modifier.


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Dambreth slumps to the ground in relief as the time stop spell is broken and gives thanks to Gaia (and Chronos).

Leaving the others to deal with Temellen the Betrayer, Dambreth concentrates his efforts in dealing with the foul beacon. Again grasping his ceremonial dagger, he slashes his arm, spilling his Elven blood on the ground as he calls on Gaia to infuse his simple staff with power. The simple staff, made of the metal that is the bones of Gaia, is hopefully bolstered with power to shatter the shield that protects the beacon. Sacrifice made and staff hopefully empowered he smashes at the beacon with all of his strength.

Attack: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (4, 6) + 1 = 11
Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 1) = 7


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Spending a long held hold...

Dambreth's thoughts flash back to a mountain top and a dwarf and a feeling of righteousness and remembers what he had forgotten...for being the first to speak for his friends, Gaia had granted him the ability to call on her in his time of need and for her to answer.

Gaia...return the flow of time to my friends and me so that we can smite the Betrayer and destroy the foul beacon that calls to the Thing From Beyond......as Dambreth finishes his plea for aid he feels a pulse of power explode out from the earth and suddenly he can move...


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Dambreth fights with all of his strength against the effect of the spell. gaia...please help us...give us the strength to resist this desecration of the natural order...

Dambreth tries to use his will to counteract the stoppage of time. If he gains the ability to act at all, he will make the possibly ultimate blood sacrifice to Gaia by ramming his ceremonial dagger into his own chest hopefully opening a conduit for Gaia's power to free his comrades from the effect of the spell...

Defy Danger (Will/Wisdom): 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (1, 2) + 2 = 5. What a wasted effort...marking XP


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Viola Lark wrote:

"Why are we blowing up the thing!? Why is any of this happening? What's going on?" Viola responded to everyone acting in a flurry once everything was finally going the way it should, orcs fleeing everywhere, by raising her voice. "Why can't we just loot the shiny thing..?" she pouts.

She also had a dragon. So there was that.

"Our world literally totters on the brink of destruction...the 'shiny' thing calls out to The World Destroyer and draws it to us. Our only chance to save the world is destroy the 'shiny' thing."


Elf Cleric Lvl 3 XP 3 Armor 0 HP 14/18

Dambreth senses are overwhelmed by the sheer wrongness of the light emitting from the beacon. "Olivius, use your explosives to destroy this accursed thing!"


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"YOU FOOL! YOU ARE DESTROYING THE WORLD, NOT REMAKING IT" Dambreth screams at the Orc priest even as he charges towards him. "TEMELLEN THE BETRAYER IS USING YOU!!", flicking open his metal staff as he closes on the Orc.

Reaching the fray, Dambreth calls out, "GAIA GRANT ME STRENGTH!" as Dambreth swings his staff with all of his strength and rage aiming not at the Orc but instead at the beacon itself.

Attack: 2d6 + 1 ⇒ (2, 1) + 1 = 4 Marking an XP


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Putting two and two together (and hopefully not coming up with five), Dambreth decides that the unknown elf must be incapacitating the priest so decides protecting him is a priority. He slides around the clumsy attack of Orc 2 and fires his stun gun at Orc 3.

Defy Danger(DEX): 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (3, 6) + 2 = 11

Volley at Orc 3: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (4, 5) + 2 = 11

Gaia herself seems to be guiding Dambreth

Damage (Stun): 2d6 ⇒ (1, 5) = 6


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"Yes more!" Dambreth yells as he throws himself off the rotting Pegasus and swan dives at the Orc priest.

Defy Danger (DEX): 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 3) + 2 = 7


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Dambreth relies on the natural affinity that he's always had with animals and somehow directs the Pegasus to carry him back to the beacon. He arrives just in time to see a flash of an explosion and hear the BOOM as Olivius perfectly thrown grenade lands amidst the Orcs. "Down, down..." Dambreth yells at his mount pointing at the beacon...swooping the decaying Pegasus drops from the skies towards the Orcs around the beacon as Dambreth takes aim and shoots the now ancient Orc priest with his stun gun.

Volley: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (6, 2) + 2 = 10

damage Stun: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 2) = 8


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Awakening in his body, Dambreth gasps in pain and then yells "Noooo..." as he realizes that despite his best efforts the beacon still functions. Hearing another elf calling to him, Dambreth looks around and spots the undead Pegasus...sure, why not...at least it gets me back to the Beacon...

Running as best he can considering his condition, Dambreth hurries to the beast and throws himself aboard and gestures for the flying horse to carry him to the beacon.


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Some house keeping first...damage for slashing arm: 1d4 ⇒ 1 & damage from Orc cleric: 1d6 ⇒ 2

Dambreth burns from the inside as the fire grows hotter and the drake body grows weaker as it ages unnaturally. Dambreth tries to remember exactly what kind of spell would cause him to age like this...
Spout Lore: 2d6 ⇒ (5, 1) = 6
...but doesn't remember the details.

No matter the details, I can use the building fire, Dambreth thinks as he sees the beacon roll free and exhales his fire calling on the pain and anger of the ghosts to make the fire even hotter and knowing this is why Gaia sent him to this weird future holds nothing back as the fire explodes towards the beacon. Please let this be enough to destroy this foul thing.


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Gotta get the beacon to Olivius so he can blow it up... The whole vow not to kill thing keeping him from just turning the Orc into Roasted Orc with his flames.

Dambreth the drake launches himself back into the air after the Orc. With a few beats of his wings, Dambreth gains altitude and then dives at the Orc looking to grab him in his claws to carry back to his friends...

Attack: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 4) = 8


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That so sucks


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Hurrah! Sin is back...Dambreth missed having his cousin around to keep an eye on


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Dambreth feels a power growing within himself (theirselves? - he's not sure) after being hit by the bolt. His desire to destroy the beacon burns hotter than ever just as the drake's fire grows powerful. He dodges fireballs as he first climbs then swoops like a gigantic bird of prey towards the beacon, flaming fire as he dives.

Defy Danger (DEX): 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 4) + 2 = 11


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Dambreth feels a loving hand remove him from his body and place him within the wonderful flying creature. He feels the animals fear and confusion as his soul invades its body. Fear not brother...the goddess of the world itself has placed me here to stop something that is prepared to destroy us all, including the other drakes and your friends the orcs. I mean to stop that.

Dambreth swoops down towards the beacon itself and flames it.

Attack: 2d6 ⇒ (6, 1) = 7

Damage: 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7

Like Bolus, I'll let you pick the modifiers to the attack and damage rolls


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DM Frogfoot wrote:

Firstly Viola, thanks for explaining the way Dungeon World handles action economy better than I could! That's exactly right - do as many actions as you find feasible, but keep in mind that doing that many at once can really backfire.

Bolus, you creep off south, not making any mention of bringing anyone else along with you. I'll say that Sinathel and Eldar follow you, but Dambreth seems interested in communing with Gaia, so he stayed behind a bit further.

As you stride off south, you feel a rage that does not belong to you welling up inside. The feelings are foreign - as a Guardian, you've always had a stronger handle on your emotions than...this. This is a rage of multiple dozens of slain ghosts, amplified by the time spent as an impotent spirit haunting this valley. You feel an intense desire to draw your weapon and charge screaming at the orcs that are less than 200 feet from you. You three approach a dead, blackened log that gives you cover from the nearest guard tower, which has Drake #3 that Olivius spotted resting atop it. This path, if you were to follow it down, would lead to the stage that the orc MC is shouting into a microphone from. You hear him bellowing in Orcish, spurring the crowd on - you can't understand the words I think but you can tell the tone. What do you do?

Dambreth: It sounds like you're using the Divine Guidance cleric move. What is a precept from your religion? Choose one from the list on that page that I linked and describe how you petition Gaia using it, and that'll inform how I answer your question.

Hmm...out of those shown the only one that feels right is The Sanctity of Suffering...

Dambreth petitions the Goddess for knowledge that will help his friends destroy the Beacon. He ritually slashes his left arm with a small ceremonial dagger as he kneels on the ground, begin for guidance as his blood drips onto the earth.


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Dambreth reaches outwards with his spirit, calling for help...Oh Gaia, please favor our plan. Is there a spot on the hillside that could be made to fall onto the Orcs and Drakes below using our rocket grenades? Please grant your humble cleric a sign!

Basically hoping Gaia will cause a beam of light to hit a spot on one of the cliffs around the camp that Olivius could target to trigger an avalanche on the orcs and drakes.

Wisdom: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (2, 4) + 2 = 8


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"Damn them, they are shooting the prisoners. Olivius we will be ready for your return, but you must go quickly and destroy the winch."


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"Agree about the distractions...we need to get the Orcs looking the wrong direction." Dambreth rubs his face trying to come up with a plan. "Our primary goal has to be to get someone close enough to set off explosives to destroy the beacon. A secondary goal is to free the prisoners. One idea is that someone stay back here and after the others get as close as they can to the camp, start throwing grenades and setting off explosives here. Get the orcs looking this way and the others sneak into the camp?" Dambreth shrugs, "It's probably not a very good plan but it's the best I can think of."


Regal wave to all the new players

Dambreth the elf here. Been playing Froggy led games for a couple of years so I obviously think he does a good job :)


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I'm still here too but do think it wouldn't be a bad idea to try to add 1 or 2 more players.


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Dambreth can't see the spirits but see Bolus' pain and moves to the man and puts a hand on his shoulder in sympathy.


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"Maybe our sneakiest sneaks can sneak down there and find out what's going on?" Dambreth says smiling as he looks at Olivius.


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Dambreth looks at the collection of weapons sadly, bound by his vow to not knowingly take a life. The old me could have had so much fun with this stuff.


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Dambreth looks at the weapons with interest as he had not been around when Olivius acquired most of them. Dambreth thinks he remembers hearing a shaman talking one time about a blade that looks like the last weapon that Olivius gave him.

Spout Lore (Spirit Blade): 2d6 ⇒ (1, 6) = 7


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Dambreth starts to answer "Big Explosives that cause an earth shattering boom" in response to Hogan's question but then decides maybe it would be better to let Olivius handle it.

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