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Grulo grins wildly and proceeds to hum manically while searching the room, and Vorka's body for shiny pretties.
Grulo seethes and spits as he bellows out a long tirade of curses, then moves behind something to try to hide before shooting another arrow at Vorka. Maybe Vorka no see me and I catch surprised...
Grulo takes a step away from threatening enemies, draws his bow, and shoots at Vorka. "Summon mangy dogs to fight for you, Vorka? That silly tactic... I have bow that shoot past them!"
I would not, only because I'm already a player in a Jade Regent PbP and real life has been getting increasingly more busy lately. But I greatly appreciate the offer.
Ref Grulo moves into the room wherever he can without being swarmed by spiders and attacks Lord Longtung, flanking if possible. "Big froggie taste good in stew, Vorka. Make you watch!" Intimidate, if possible:
Init Grulo ignores the threats of the goblin hermit and charges the dog with wild fury. "Die doggie!"
"Git dowwwnn. Fireworks get wet way up there. C'mon!"
I'm okay with that. In real life I prefer to roll my own, but it does speed up gameplay in pbp.
"aaAAAAAHHHHHGGGHHHH!!!" Grulo screams as he frantically tries to dodge the bees and swat them away. "Bees afraid of water??! Right?" he asks panickedly, as he unties his trousers starts urinating on himself in a fountain-like manner to drive off the offending bees. He spends the next few rounds running around panicking, arms flailing, and urinating on himself.
Grulo slips and slides on the slimy gang plank, his horseblood covered feet causing him to run in place and all on his bottom a few times before he finally manages to clamber up to the top.
While the others clamber up the sides of the ship, Grulo licks his dogslicer clean and switches it for his bow. "I make sure nothing follows, then I come up."
"If any you has rope, I got bucket to use for standing in to be pulled up in," Grulo says as he chews a mouthful of raw horse meat. He passes out cuts to the others. "Maybe give us horse-strength for fightin' anything else we find?"
Grulo charges at the horse with his magic dogslicer.
As the blade bites flesh and bone, Grulo grins, blood splattered on his face, and he grits his teeth in expectation of powerful hooves crushing his skull. Round 1 vital stats: -------------------- AC 17, touch 14, flat-footed 12 (10 + 5 Dex, +1 Size, +3 armor, -2 charging) hp 12 (d10 + 2 Con) Fort +4, Ref +7, Will +0 -----------------------
As soon as he notices the animal sounds, he draws his new dogslicer, and readies for battle with his hated nemeses.
Grulo puts a finger to his lips and emits a quiet but firm, "Shhhhhhh!" He then creeps along near the foliage, his skin faintly changing color as he goes. He is silent as an owl, and nearly impossibly to pay attention to. He looks in any windows or cracks, and attempts to find any signs of life.
Grulo snatches a piece of taffy and begins chewing with gusto. Mouth full, he asks, "Whaur urr fthuh phfviyuhlls? Auhrr dehy shayphff dtoo drennkh?"
I'm able to post more regularly now, if you couldn't tell. :)
Survival to track: 15 (taking 10)
GM:
Unless otherwise stated spell-like abilities, extraordinary abilities, and supernatural abilities are standard actions. Firing the web is the same sort of action as an attack. Also, Ghlurb used the falling rules incorrectly, in his favor, so I guess it evens out. :) Grulo cackles with happiness at their kill. He pulls three of the spider's legs off with a sickening "schlrorp" and puts them in his pack. "Gonna make a spider leg bow called Lotsarrows Shoot Spiders Many" Grulo laughs again, and disappears into the foliage looking for potential spider victims that may still have useful things on their corpses.
GM: On the surprise round, I'm assuming lotslegs charged, and on round 1 it shot the web (?). Or does it get two actions on its turn?
Grulo scampers away a fw feet, so as not to get too close to the enormous spider, and blows a raspberry at it, as he forgot to pull his tongue back in his mouth. He then knocks another arrow and lets it fly, the bowstring leaving a welt on his forearm that elicits a loud yelp of pain. attack: , damage:
Grulo shoots at the spider with his bow. "I craft you legs into new bow, leggy-bug. Feed yer heart to Squealy Nord!" attack: , damage:
Grulo acts as a stealthy ghost in the green, scouting out fir enemies, food, and a favorable route to their destination. Perception (+2 if vs humans)
Grulo was already awake when Slorb arrived, giving the kiss-up a glower as he noisily woke the others. Grulo couldn't help but giggle a little when Ghlurb laid him out.
Updating from a family member's computer. My laptop finally died, and until I can afford to fix it or replace it, I won't be able to post more than about once a week.
"Ride into the danger zone! Head into the twilight!"
Stealth Seeing everyone fail to the clubbers, Grulo sighs, then burps again. "Grulo give tribe lesson in hidin' good. Gooder than anyone. You watch, and try maybe copy next time you need be sneaky." Then Grulo scampers off into the underbrush, silent as an owl, nearly blending into the surrounding foliage, then disappearing from sight.
Grulo holds the ring up triumphantly, then tosses it at Ghlurb. "Like trade, for sword you not want. I like sword, don't like rings much. Harder to pick nose."
Grulo catches the dogslicer Ghlurb chucks at him, slicing his fingers a bit and fumbling it about before he grins wickedly, stroking the filthy blade lovingly. "Kill so many horses much better with you, pretty blade. Chops their legs and stab their guts..." Grulo spends the rest of his evening burping loudly and polishing his shiny new sword.
"Never try bull slugs before... Grulo in for this game!"
Grulo strides casually over after all the kiddies leave the rabbit game to see the others try to ride Squealy Nord. "Piggies for eatin', not for ridin'..." Grulo mutters as he approaches the pit.
Grulo disappears into the underbrush for a few minutes and returns with a rabbit and two squirrels, still alive, though a bit broken. He gathers the younglings about and teaches them a new game he invented. "Lil'uns, give me strong string. We ties the squirries tail-to-tail, and tie the middle to a stick. Now, Lil'uns, give me sturdy bucket. Oh, wait, I use my helmet! We ...break!... rabbit's back legs!" (demonstrating as he says it) "Then we toss rabbit in bucket." Grulo hands the squirrels on the stick to an older youngling. "Now, take turns jabbing squirrels with pointy stick and lower in bucket. See what happen! First to kill rabbit this way get prize from me." Grulo then sits back and watches the fun as he chews on some dog jerky, smiling every time the squirrels and rabbit screech.
"So, Ghlurb, that make you werewolf now?"
Grulo laughs heartily at Nenus' joke and pats him on the back. "You funny." Grulo then heads outside, happy to no longer have to sit still. When Slorb comes outside, Grulo asks, "So, where party?"
"Sound like fun, Chief. We not fail. Always wanted to explore that part of swamp, anyhow." Grulo grins wickedly, "What I get if I kill Lotslegs?"
Grulo twitches and fidgets, obviously not accustomed to sitting still for long. The occasional sigh and groan are issued, and he starts fiddling with the fletching on one of his arrows.
Grulo presents his rabbits to Chief Gutwad before taking his seat.
A tall, lanky goblin wearing leather horsehide armor studded with keys, belt loops, and boot buckles and a bucket as a helmet walks forward from the shadows. He seems to be a hunter, spear in hand, with bow, sword, and bear trap across his back, and a few dead rabbits hanging from his belt. He spits on the ground and says, "We having party outside or go in?" Grulo walks to the door and pushes it open.
Nenus: Had to tell you, I had a mild dyslexic moment when glancing at your name. I read it as "Penus Nukefang." :P
A tall, lanky goblin wearing leather horsehide armor studded with keys, belt loops, and boot buckles and a bucket as a helmet walks forward. He seems to be a hunter, spear in hand, with bow, sword, and bear trap across his back. He bows, but keeps his eyes on the chief the whole time. "Chief Gutwad summon Grulo Barkmangle. Grulo come, as asked." He then tosses four mangy rabbits at the feet of the chief. Grulo turns slowly and addresses all present as he chants, holding his spear high as he does. "In the trees and in the night, Grulo stalking out of sight.
Grulo then spits a snotty glob on Ponk's charred fetish and takes a place near the side of the room.
Spiter or Spitter?
Thanks. :) I love naming goblins and fairie-things. So many fun options. I was also impressed by a player in one of my pbp games; his PC's name is Twang Slugbitter. Fun times. |