Tvashtri Abdul-Khasis
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"Certainly 'pooty-tang' is a legendary kender hero who mainly specialized in acquiring favors from ladies, sometimes more than once, both coming and going....it is a long bunch of stories....."
Stops talking and gets busy day dreaming.....
"Ah, yes, I believe I have heard of this tradition of the Western lands. A lady's favor is the little translucent cloth young noblewomen wear on their conical hats, yes? It sounds like the great Pooty-Tang collected an exceptional number of them - I wonder what he planned to do with them...?"
Without further ado, Tvashtri gathers up his mechanicals and attempts to jump the gap with the aid of a running start and his trusty parasol...
Acrobatics: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
...which he has unexpected trouble opening in time.
JRR Tolkien
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Nasty: You see an 80' long hallway of which starting at the 40' mark to the 70' mark is a 30' long spinning cylinder, apparently made of some light metal. It is 10' in diameter, and spins counter-clockwise at say..8mph. The entire inner surface is covered with a shiny substance and painted with a dizzying black and white spiral pattern.
| The Nasty Orc |
"Oh BBQ, thanks for starting the fire for me. Wait ... ouch I am on fire too."
"What was that Momma said about being on fire Stop and Punch the Gnoll? No that's not right Stop and kiss the Troll? Ah forget it I am going to eat whom ever shot that arrow at me."
He looks to see where the arrow came from lets out a blood curdling scream and charges at them.
"DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Intimidate: 1d20 + 13 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 13 + 4 = 35
bonus +4 for flaming scary orc charging at them.
JRR Tolkien
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Nasty: Before you caught on fire all you saw in front of you was a wall, also the tunnel is incredibly slippery for 2d4 ⇒ (3, 1) = 4 rds. You look like a badly soiled and oiled shirt that has been in the dryer too long
Alissa: Just before the tunnel was lit up, you saw an arrow fired from a loophole in the eastern wall.
TD: You too see the arrow fired from the loophole.
JRR Tolkien
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Alissa: The only trap is the one your friendly neighboorhood orc is involved with.
Nasty: Schism said it, You manage to slip and slide close to the wall and unleash a not so mighty knock. 3 things happen after that
1.Now that you are at the end you see an alcove to the north that is 10' deep at the end is a door.
2. You continue to burn for 1d4 ⇒ 1 pt of damage
3. The loophole opens and a bank of greenish fog begins pouring out. The smell is heavenly...to you, for everyone else however not so much. The cloud spreads in a 20' radius so everyone else is unaffected from the sulphorous, rotten egg cabbage smell.
JRR Tolkien
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Nasty: Your bashing is much more effective the wall will collapse in 1d3 ⇒ 2 next rd.
The door in the alcove to the north of you opens revealing a human in plate mail bearing a flail and shield. He is protecting a female who seems to be going through some spasms...It looks as if she is changing into a wolf!
| The Nasty Orc |
"Oh goodie, I love wolf it is tasty come here little doggie. ... Nasty wants to eat you. I will eat the tin can first though as an appeteaser."
He opens his mouth and sends his tongue a lashing
Tongue Lash grapple : 1d20 + 25 ⇒ (17) + 25 = 42
GET IN MY BELLY: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 233d6 + 14 ⇒ (5, 5, 3) + 14 = 27