DM Bluedove - I'm having a difficult time staying focused playing a puppet in this game. Now that others have joined the game, I'm going to withdraw. I wish everyone well.
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Luc-ie will scramble up the stairs as fast his his little arms and legs will carry him. Cursed place! "Come on, lets scale these steps but be ready for further horrors."
I assumed we helped Dimitrio get up to the first steps relative safety before Luc-ie begins to climb up the stairs.
Once everyone gets on the first step, Luc-ie will continue to make his way up the towering stairs. "Guud plan Boote."
Luc will lend a hand to Rannveig and Donovan once Nicu is up on the stair. "Come on jump!"
"I gotcha buddy...jump fer it." The monkey hand waves downward.
"Come-on git up 'ere!" Luc-ie reaches down to grasp the first comrade that reaches upward.
"'bout the only guud thing that's happened for us tonight, Boote." he glances down at the the toys. "Come on Donovan and Rav, git yerself up here."
Luc-ie will use his move action to try to jump up a stair. "Try t'give me hand." he yells out as he jumps.
With a surprised look on his face he clenches the step with both hands, pulling himself up.
I don't retcon actions, so I'll keep it. Retcon's tend to add to the confusion - IMO.
I thought that was Rd 3, and in looking back at the thread, it looks like my third round action was missed in the round's summary.
Blue - I'm a bit confused on why your rolling everyone's actions. I understand DMPC'ing when someone hasn't posted but to roll everyone's actions at the beginning of the round is odd. We then either opt to take the DM's roll, or roll ourselves, which makes it difficult to follow the action/story. This gets muddled even further given the DM narrative that follows, which assumes the player is going to take the DM's roll. As a player this basically removes me from the game.
Luc will attack the closest to, providing some rear guard as others try to get up the stairs.
hHis aim is wild.
Blue - I'm still around.
"Your leader is destroyed, lay down your weapons!" Frustrated that this battle happened.
Seeing the cowboy splinter away, Luc-ie looks to attack the next nearest one to him.
"It didn't 'ave to come to this." Luc-ie sighs.
Sorry about the kitty and good luck on the tests.
Do I have to kick you harder? He tried to negotiate first.
I haven't cast Bless...yet.
Luc stabs at the coyboy ringleader,
"I tried t'reason wit ya but ya didn't want that."
"Blasted toys are just as nasty as t'other ones. I'm gonna make tooth picks out of ya."
Crazy at work through tomorrow afternoon. sorry.
Luc-ie heads to the cowboy, "It didn't need to come t'this, yer not my enemy." As he swings at the cowboy, ;
"List'n 'ere, do you want to be toy forever? If you don't want to join us fine but th't's no reason to try t'stop us."
"Flaming puddy kat."
Luc-ie will trot on over to the fireplace for the flint and steel bringing it back to the small pots of oil. "How's everyone doin' on getting gear together?' He inquires.
Luc-ie makes sure everyone is equipped with the oil and rags for fuses. "We need flint and steel to spark a flame."
Luc-ie looks over the group, "I ain't got no way to make weapons udder than these oil missles, never been my calling but those of you that can do so fer all of us." His gruff voice occasionally breaks to a higher pitch. Embarrassing th't is no dwarf's voice deserves that. "Those of us not capable of making gear, let's search this room, take the pages from that book we need and hide the remaining parts behind that shelf that Nic found." He stops to look around and sighs, "Lets be ready to git up those stairs within the hour." [b]"Nic do you feel confident enough to scout those stairs and that beast that lies beyond?[b]
I'm here ready, willing and able to play.
"Wretched animal could splinter our wooden limbs."
Luc-ie begins to explore below the stairs. when he locates the oil and grease he'll start to put that material in smaller toy like containers. "I've found some grease which could help us prepare an area for battle and there's oil to burn the enemy." He rips small sections of the cloth to create a fuse of sorts to like the oil.
With great difficulty Luc-ie climbs up on the table to see what the excitement is about. He spends several minutes reading then re-reading the passages. "Figlio and his friends need to meet Mr. Fire." He then nods, "We should give the silver needle in the neck a try. Heck, I'd volunteer." Peering at his small wooden hands, "Can't be worse than this." He flexes his stubby fingers.
I've been a bit busy this week.
"Your comments are rash, let them be. Of course, if one would like to join us to pursue their freedom, they'd be welcomed." Luc-ie the toy dwarf tries to diffuse the situation.
"But whatif they are toys like us...er, what I mean is...well, what if they were or are people.?"
What no stuffed wolfy? I was looking forward to that :-)
Luc-ie pulls the pouch with marbles, then a second one with the jacks and small rubber balls. He then moves on to A1. "Here's a sword." tossing it down to Donovanchio.
The marbles and jacks can be useful...tripping hazard if necessary and they hurt when stepped on. "Anyone see and type of small pouch or cloth to put some stuff in?'
Luc-is is already equipped with a hammer. He tests the weight in his hand before he begins to explore. He goes over to the the two shelves by the fireplace. Beginning with the one just tot he left of the fireplace.
"Probably best if we stay in teams at least. It's a long way across the room given our bodies if we need help." He pulls on Boote when he says this.
"Boote maybe tie the twine to the chisel end like a grapplin' hook."
Luc makes sure that he is out of the way of the projectiles.
Luc begins to assess the tool/weapon situation taking the small hammer that Nicarrionette hands him. "This is a powerful curse." Apparently believing its a curse.
He paces around in small circle trying to figure out the dilemma. "Where is wolfy maybe we could ride out of here?"
As Luc-ie looks upward for what seems like a mile he shivers a bit, "That sure is a long way up." His attention quickly returns to the toyshop surroundings, "Any other tools to help ups out...how 'bout a hammer." More of a statement than a question. He begins to mumble under his breath, "So self respectin' dwarf would be caught witout a hammer."
Luc-ie
"Yipeeeeee!" the squeal of the dwarf toys voice yells.
"Suppose I can rock meself off hook." With that Luc-ie the puppet begins to rock form side to side. Tossing his body agaisn the bars, then back the other way, until he gets his cage moving. 'Don't ya worry Boote, yer buddy's on 'is way." His once deep voice is quite a bit higher now.
"Donovan..dat you? Luc 'ere." Suddenly startled by the swinging cage that crashes to the floor.
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