My condolences to you and yours.
Search Posts
I am also on Roll20. Username:MrStr4ng3
Gavin nods, dubious. "I'll stick with the librarian"
Gavin approaches slowly stopping short of touching the Lord, "I don't think that you should let that touch you, I don't know what it is but I have seen some bad things."
Gavin pulls his pistol as well, it feels oddly comforting. but he holds fire, 'Folks are just spooked, don't waste energy or ammo'
On edge Gavin reaches down for the gun at his hip, and pauses, he had been playing the part of a gun toting wastelander so long he was even believing it.
Trudging up with the others towards unknown evil, 'Thought this was my past not my future'
Gavin looks to Lord Borak the Despoiler, "What are your orders sir?"
"Watchers, wastrels or Warnings, I agree lets keep our distance. Gavin focuses on his boots, step, step, step, trying to keep the memories at bay.
Gavin scans the figure as well.
Gavin musters with the rest the next morning and without saying much follows along, once out in the weather he will pullout a well used military bucket hat and pull it on over the beanie already on his head.
Gavin looks around at the chaos, and carefully gathers up his cards, giving them a quick count before stashing them back in the oilskin bag in an inside pocket. 'Down to a single can of food, I do need the work.' If the sludge deamon is gone and the shotgun is still on the floor the Syker wanders over and picks it up, listening to the bartender.
Gavin startles at the report from the gun, and he funnels that brief moment of fear into the gathered thugs. Effect:
This power causes overwhelming dread and horror. The affected make a Fear roll. Extras who fail are Panicked and Wild Cards roll on the Fear Table. If the power is cast with a raise, the Fear roll is at −2 and Wild Cards add +2 to Fear Table results.
Modifiers AREA OF EFFECT (+2/+3): For +2 points the power affects everyone in a Medium Blast Template.
RL cards is how the other SW games I am play
Gavin grabs his pistol and stumbles back from the table as the deamon forms , carefully watching where the other players place the cards then still had in their hands.
As the posturing begins Gavin slowly reaches behind him and pulls out his ancient Colt 1911 and sets it on the table before him.
Gavin speaks loud enough hoping to draw in another player. "If you are familiar with the concept of taking tricks then you will get this game pretty quick, the twist is that you want to avoid getting points..."
"If we get a 4th I'll teach you a game we use to play in the Faraway , we called it the Rickety Kate, but I have heard a number of names. I like it because it has stakes even with nothing on the line.
"No need for a game of chance or wager, jut looking to pass the time." he raises his hands defensively. He sips his drink and nods before slowly removing the set of plastic playing cards.
Gavin pockets the bottle with a nod, then picks up the drink. "I am Gavin, if we are stuck here anyone want a friendly game of cards?"
beanie pulled down and collar of his rain coat up Gavin moves forward. "I have a can of, well to be honest I am not sure what it is. but the can is intact and not bulging, some RotGut and access to your well?"
Greetings fellow Wastelanders. The name is Gavin, care for a friendly game of cards? |