Actually, I try to mix up "meters" and "feet," or "yards," just for s!@#s and giggles, and I like to train my brain to think in other ways sometimes....just didn't think about the floors thing.
Yeah, I spotted the fence being a metre high, so I wondered if you were going metric on us!
Next it's cubits, stone, and hands!!! ;)
As Altai finishes waving his hands around, a glittering multihued beetle appears next to the bandits' leader in a puff of vanilla-scented smoke. It promptly bears down on Swertlow with its huge mandibles.
His spells exhausted, Altai draws his crossbow and loads it.
"AAAAAAAIIIIEEEEE!" Gittik starts in superstitious horror at the beast that simply appeared before him.
;)
The halfling screams in terror; I guess he has a phobia.
Swertlowe is still standing, just barely.
Yeah, you meant Q 15, right? That's other side of the wall from them.
;)
Yeah, you meant Q 15, right? That's other side of the wall from them.
<Stig unleashes a stream of verbal abuse toward anyone bearing arms nearby: questioning their ancestry, the craftsmanship of their weapons, making claims of illicit relations with their mothers, etc.... I dare not actually write these things.>
"You [expletive deleted] soon of a [expletive deleted]! Your mother [expletive deleted] [expletive deleted] [expletive deleted] and I [expletive deleted] [expletive deleted]! And yoo kint doo a thing with that [expletive deleted] [expletive deleted] pigsticker can yoo! You [expletive deleted] [expletive deleted] with it in your mamma's [expletive deleted]! You useless sack of [expletive deleted] [expletive deleted] [expletive deleted]...."
"Ra ree re! ARRROOOOOOOOOOooooooooooO! Warf, warf warf!"
"F~%$*#g f*~!"
Harvak....here's what you see. You're coming up on the wagon, not the combat site. You see a wagon, a great dane baying, and 2 men on the ground, in leather armor with swords. There's a man up on the seat of the wagon, holding a blonde girl in a red hooded cloak. He has her grappled pretty well. "Heh, heh, pretty...." the other two laugh.
They're to the left and right of the wagon, you're 30 feet away. The dog barks at the one on the left.Roll hide roll and move silently roll. Know that the fog is covering you well, and the loud dog is also covering you well.
"F~%$*#g f*~!"
Nice edit!!! ;)
They don't hear nothing but the loud dog. They're all looking at the girl. You have the drop on them. You have a clear shot at the two on the ground, but the one grappling with the girl would be 50/50 to shoot him or her.
Your move.
Okay. I stab one in the mid back with my longsword. The other one gets my hand axe in the back of his neck!
longsword in the back!
1d20+4=21-2=19 crit!
handaxe in the neck'
1d20+2=22-4=18
Yeah; the handaxe is a threat, not the sword.
Roll to confirm with the axe and gimme some damage!
Two dead.
The one on the cart bumps the girl to the side. He brings his bastard sword down on you.
His bastard sword slices you in the shoulder. You take 6h.p. in damage.
Your turn!!!
That's truth. -4 primary, -8 secondary with a light weapon and no feat.
Both hits stood as good and proper, though.
He drops bleeding in the dirt.
"Thankyou! Thankyou! Oh...my....oh, you are big! Are you hurt, onoes! You're bleeding!!! The rest of my benefactors are up ahead, there's some kind of scuffle!!! They have a cleric, of Pelor! Come with me, he can heal you I'd fain think!!! Wow...you're big!!!"
The girl motions you up a trail climbing a hill. Do you follow?
He drops bleeding in the dirt.
"Thankyou! Thankyou! Oh...my....oh, you are big! Are you hurt, onoes! You're bleeding!!! The rest of my benefactors are up ahead, there's some kind of scuffle!!! They have a cleric, of Pelor! Come with me, he can heal you I'd fain think!!! Wow...you're big!!!"
The girl motions you up a trail climbing a hill. Do you follow?
Show up on the thread, damn post!!!
Yes I am coming. I pick up that Bastard sword he stuck me with, and decide to use it for the time being as a two handed weapon.
You run up the trail a ways. There's a cleric of Pelor (Becton) working a crossbow. He looks surprised at you, until the girl says, "he's with us. He saved me from some bandits, but he's hurt."
The cleric heals the halforc...7 h.p.!!!
Meh name is Harvak. What troubles you people? who are these men?
Now their attacks. Two warriors swing at Stigwold, one hits and stiggy takes 5 in damage.
One warrior steps up to the druid, total miss; his sword clangs off the archway, sending a shower of gravel on the wizard.
Swertlowe looks at the horrid beetle, then at the horrid halfling, trying to ascertain the greater of two evils. He swings his tulwar at Gittik, in vain.
"Uuuh...I yield..."is all he says, as he drops his tulwar.
Out of a window on the US second/ British first floor, on the south wall of the house, a figure pokes out and fires at Beldan. The bolt hits him dead to rights in the gut, 4 h.p. in damage.
Top of the order, WOOOOOT!!!
EDIT: beaten by the halfling. Damn those guys are sneaky.
The figure in the window, you now can glimpse, is mannish shaped, with the head of a rook.
(i.e. crow, not castle-shaped chesspiece).
Yeah I'll gonna +6 Damage the next thing in my way!
“Ooooowwww!” wails Beldan, holding his gut.
Initiative!!!!!
17 Stiggy gettin wiggy withit
16 Riese with the nice
16 Beldan
16 Altai (prolly gonna whip up a beetle)
16 Gittik
15 Elgan
15 Harvak (if he wants in on this beatdown)
14 Becton
Then:
Swertlowe
The ever-ticking away mob of bandits
The mystery goombah in the second story window
Beldan, I healed the half orc with you last round, so go whenever you want in this initiative order, dude.
“Ooooowwww!” wails Beldan, holding his gut.
Eeeeew man---sepsis. Oh wait, cure light wounds!!!
Swings Bastard sword in the air stomps boot down!
EDIT: beaten by the halfling. Damn those guys are sneaky.
He sees Beldan's been gutshot just now. He saw the bolt zing in the earlier attack round.
On the orc: Attack: 1d20 7=12, Damage: 1d10 4=7
On the orc: Attack: 1d20 7=12, Damage: 1d10 4=7
You killed the orc last round. So this round you kill one of the two warriors on ye; o13 or p12 your choice.
Yep. Climb roll of 10.
On the orc: Attack: 1d20 7=12, Damage: 1d10 4=7You killed the orc last round. So this round you kill one of the two warriors on ye; 013 or p12 your choice.
O13, but my attack roll is only ten,in that case, losing my racial bonus.