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Real talk: I have been avoiding the inevitable for a long time, but I finally decided that I need to quit this game, and all games I'm in. My work schedule changed last spring, then I started taking classes outside of work last month, and I just have no extra time to do this anymore. It's been fun playing with you guys!
Hey everyone, just wanted to apologize for my total lack of posting lately, I work at an English school and we have been having tons of stuff to do for Christmas. The last of it will be on Sunday the 22nd and then I'll have a week break, so I can do some serious posting on the 23rd.
Fidget stands next to Tik, watching Valeria, or whatever creature is living within Valeria, tear open the mongrelman. Fidget's eyebrows raise almost up to her hairline and her mouth falls open, but she doesn't make a peep in fear that Valeria will turn on her. When the woman returns to normal, Fidget breathes an enormous sigh of relief.
Fidget stabs and jabs at the mongrelman, connecting with her tiny blade once again. She hears Tik's continuous laughter, and as she extracts the scimitar from the mongrelman's thigh, wonders, What's so funny?
Stats: HP 30/31 AC 18
Fidget bobs and weaves deftly to avoid the mongrelmen, giggling at their attempts to hit her. She growls adorably and swings her wee scimitar at the remaining mongrelman. Her weapon connects and takes a healthy slice out of his left thigh.
Stats: HP 30/31 AC 18
Suddenly inspired to act by a momentary flash of boredom, Fidget's confusion and fear disappear. She growls adorably and rockets past her companions, then somersaults between the two mongrelmen, deftly avoiding their clubs. She lands in the middle of the next room and strikes at the nearest mongrelman.
Stats: HP 30/31 AC 18
Fidget takes a moment to process all the miraculous things going on around her. First Ruarc was a big freak! Now he's small again! Then Valeria turns into a critter! WHAT'S HAPPENING IN MY MIND??? Just as she starts to lose it, a hard punch to the ribs shocks the oradin back to reality. She hears a "crunch" as one of them breaks. She immediately grasps her holy symbol and starts to pray. Most of her wounds quickly heal. Then, the beam of light connecting Fidget and Nat abruptly disappears.
Stats: HP 30/31 AC 18
Fidget grabs her holy symbol in her left hand and clutches it to her chest. She scrunches her nose in concentration and says a short prayer. A ball of bright light surges through the link between her and Nat. The light absorbs into him and he heals a little bit of the harm he has taken from the rats. Then, she follows him down the hallway toward the mongrelmen.
Fidget ducks unnecessarily, as the humongous sword barely reaches four feet above her head. "Don't do that!" she squeaks.
"It's but a spell, the effects will wear off after some minutes." "WHY WOULD YOU WANNA DO THAT?" Fidget demands, her voice high-pitched and urgent. "You're going to get squished!"
"YUCK!" Fidget shrieks as the rat parts fall onto her head and shoulders. "Nasty nasty!" She shudders, then makes her way up the rest of the ladder and stands on one of the dead rats. "Yuck! More of them!" She forces her gaze away from the rat parts and brushes the gunk off her head and shoulders. But, as soon as she diverts her attention from the rats, she catches sight of Ruarc standing totally massive directly to her right. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screams, in utter terror at the enormous tiefling. "WHAT HAPPENED?" she cries. "HOW ARE WE GOING TO GET YOU OUT OF HERE?" She starts to panic, then wills herself to stop looking at him. She breathes sharply and quickly, her eyes bugging out of her head and staring wildly around the room. She sees that Nat looks quite injured, and decides to help him. "Hey, Nat! I'm gonna heal you in a bit! You might feel a little poke!" she calls out. The gnome squeezes her fists and starts stamping her feet, shaking her high ponytail back and forth with all her might. Suddenly, a shimmering ray of pale blue light explodes out or her chest and lands squarely on Nat's upper back.
Fidget scoots up the ladder behind Ruarc and stops just at the top. "I promise I'll be there soon!" she shouts up to Nat.
Fidget hears Nat's call and scurries as quickly as she can toward the commotion upstairs. "I'm coming up there!" she squeaks, huffing and puffing as she starts to climb up the ladder. "Soon!" Fidget's tiny arms and legs only carry her so far, and she sighs in frustration at her slow pace.
Nat's dramatic description of the beast in the next room piques Fidget's curiosity. "What was it? What did it look like? Was it ugly?" If he doesn't want to fight it, it must be bad! "Tikky, I've never heard of any of those places! But a lot of things seem to slip my mind..."
Fidget blinks at Ruarc several times and nods her head quickly, taking the magic blade. She looks like she may burst into tears, but instead a huge smile spreads across her face. She puts her new blade on her back and wraps her arms around Ruarc's knee in a big bear hug. "Thanks!" she says. She looks up at his face and, suddenly realizing what she has done, leaps back in fright from the tiefling. "You're real nice!" she croaks, forcing herself to smile again.
Fidget's enormous brown eyes nearly pop out of her head in surprise and she leaps back several feet. "Whooooaaaaaaaaaa," she exclaims, then whistles in appreciation. "COOL!" She steps from one foot to the other excitedly, her hands clasped behind her back. She stares up at Ruarc, and timidly whispers, "Can I have that?"
While waiting for an answer, Fidget's gaze wanders around the room until it settles on scary Ruarc with two swords strapped to his back. For no discernible reason, Fidget's simple mind becomes transfixed on Yaniel's sword. Touch it! says a voice in the back of her mind that strangely resembles her own. Touch it touch it! the voice urges her. NO! I don't like that man, he's scary! Maybe he'll have me for lunch! C'mon, just take it! the voice continues, almost shouting now. Fidget frowns. This had better not be like that time Big Sister told me to steal Daddy's hammer and make "plate chips" out of Momma's mixing bowl. Overcoming her better senses, Fidget scurries up to Ruarc, jumps as high as she can, and just manages to poke the tip of the blade hanging off his back. "Uh oh!" she squeaks as the big man turns around.
Fidget snatches up the scrolls that Tik identifies as Remove Disease and Bear's Endurance. "I think I'll hold onto those," she chirps.
Fidget stretches her arms over her head and yawns dramatically. "Where we headed?"
Fidget shrugs her shoulders at Nat and backs away. Poor Valeria. She opens the note she found on the cleric's body. She scans it for a few minutes, at times furrowing her brows and scratching the side of her head. Her eyes start to glaze over, and, upon reaching the end of the note, promptly hands it over to Ruarc. "Sounds like trouble! Who's Yaniel?" She passes the two potions and wand over to Tik. "What's all this?" she asks. As the witch inspects the items, Fidget pokes around the room, looking for a lockbox that fits the key she found.
Fidget nods at Tik and waddles up to Valeria, crouching down next to the fitful woman. "Are you alright, hon?" she asks, her big eyes brimming with sympathy. Fidget follows Valeria's gaze to the stone table. "Is there something about that table?" she squeaks soothingly.
Fidget whoops childishly as their enemy falls. "Take that!" she shouts. She peeks inside the cleric's bag and pockets, looking for goodies.
"Rrrrrrrrarrrr!" Fidget growls again, this time triumphantly as her scimitar strikes the woman's thigh. "Crusaders RULE!"
"grrrrrRRRR!" Fidget growls in frustration, sounding somewhat similar to a lion cub. She scurries along but still can't reach her enemy. "I'm coming for you, lady!" she squeaks.
Fidget shakes off her uneasy feelings at Tik's kind words and bravely follows Big Lion into the next room. "You can't hide in THE CAVE!" she shouts at the mongrelman.
Fidget wonders just how many more mongrelmen are hiding in the next chamber. As her mind begins to wander, she peers up above her head, suddenly feeling totally strange and out of place. I'm so short! And so slow! I'm a snail! Ruarc, still terrifying for the little gnome to behold, seems to loom even larger and scarier than normal. Valeria and Nat look like huge statues, their skin a strange color in the low light of the caverns. A cave snail! Realization dawns on her. Maybe I just don't like caves! They're too big! Fidget snaps out of her reverie and focuses on helping her big scary companions. She grasps her holy symbol and closes her eyes, reciting a prayer to ask for a blessing from her goddess. After her spell is complete, she follows Valeria toward the mongrelmen.
Fidget follows the summoner down into the chamber, landing with a light *plop* on the floor behind him. "Ick! Stinky down here!" She draws her scimitar, sneering at their opponents. "Prepare to die, funny men!"
"Now what's that noise? Wait for me, I'm coming!" Fidget calls down into the hole. She starts to climb down the rope, huffing and puffing on her way down.
Fidget peers down into the hole as Nat climbs down the rope ladder. "Say, anything interesting down there? Should we take a look?"
Fidget sheaths her scimitar and helps Nat inspect the bodies and gather items. She drops all the stuff on the floor, and throws up her hands in consternation at the big pile of junk they accumulated. She kicks the scrolls. "What ARE they?" she asks, scratching her little head. "AND we STILL don't know what THIS is!" she laments, holding out the wand they found earlier.
Fidget cringes as the cultists start to tear into Nat. "Don't worry bud, we can fix it!" She then steps up to the remaining cultist. She clutches at her holy symbol and spins gracefully in a circle three times. The gnome looks slightly dizzy after her little dance, but her deity helps her blade strike true.
Fidget scurries up to the northern room to get a better look at their new opponents. She draws her scimitar on the way. She can't help but notice all the cured meats on the wall. Lizard meat? I wonder if it tastes anything like turtle?
Valeria, you should take the 17 arrows we found. Anybody want the Masterwork Chain shirt or longbow? Also, we have 11 potions of cure light wounds right now so if anyone wants to carry a few, just let me know.
Jelani, correct me if I'm wrong, but don't we get half our hit dice + 1 + Con?
Fidget's simple mind almost feels pity for the clumsy mongrelman who hits the back of his own head. "Poor dummy," she laments. Her moment of weakness makes her scimitar slice go wide.
Fidget sneers at the attacking mongrelmen and continues her rhyming. "Bumble, fumble, jumble, tumble! I think you all are very dumb-le!!!" she shrieks at the nearest mongrelman, lashing out in fury with her diminutive blade. She takes a healthy slice out of his left elbow.
Fidget climbs clumsily over the lizard's lifeless body and wanders into the next room, looking for more funny-faced men.
"Seems like lizard's friends have flew / now your scales are soft as poo!" Fidget guffaws and pumps her fist in the air. She adds a few more lines to Tik's rhyme. "Poopoo scales are very yucky! Chicken, fish, goose, and ducky!" she bellows. "Teehee! I'm going to be a bard, too!" Her "inspire courage" works, and she successfully drives her wee scimitar past the lizard's scales.
Fidget looks extremely confused when Bart and Nat don't move a muscle. She follows suit, becoming so confused that she totally misses the oncoming targets.
Fidget stays in her favorite spot behind Big Lion no matter where they go.
Fidget dashes up behind Big Lion and stops, then jumps around in frustration, trying to see over the barrier. "Hey! Over here! Come and try me!" she shouts at the mongrels. She sighs and pokes Valeria's hip with the tip of her finger, whispering some helpful hints. "Here you go, it's all I can do."
Fidget explodes into giggles, blushing a little. "If Poppa heard me saying words like that, he'd take the switch to me!" She glances around slyly. "But Poppa isn't here! S#~~!"
Fidget guffaws at Tik's display, clutching her tummy. She then gallops forward toward the mongrelmen, drawing her mini scimitar.
Fidget patters along behind Big Lion, feeling thankful to be so small as they make their way through the narrowing caverns.
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