Your little "meat and greet" has the effect of dumbfounding one of the guards, to the point where he says "FREEZE!!!"
At which point the other guard thwacks him with his halberd, screaming "HALT!!! HALT!!! HALT!!!"
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12damage: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
That's not enough to hit his buddy, but you make short work of the guards between you.
You find that they have a chain mail and a halberd each. Plus Money: 2d4 ⇒ (3, 2) = 5 silver pieces each.
*Loots the bodies.*
*Keeps the 5sp.*
*Puts the 2 chain mail and halberds on the gazeebo.*
You can carry these. We can sell them later.
DO ANY OF THEM HAVE FULL PLATE
That was quick.
OOC: Heck where did my last post go?
*takes shavings off of Halberds* that was...interesting...
I'm from the future, when Nesod gains the Lich template!
Really old gamer should hear about this.
It's in the future, when he's high level. *looks at Nesod* Man, was I handsome!
Hey! No liches! Liches are in the Monstrous Manual, because they's monsters. Not PCs.
In the FUTURE.... Guess I'm gone for now. Bye!
So I beomce a lich...interesting...
I want to be a lich, but not yet. Maybe when I'm 90 and have senility and bad hearing.
Is that a slight on our GM?
If I kill you now, we won't have to worry about your future self.
Then who would cast all those meatier swarm spells?
You could learn it.
You're a sorcerer, all you have to do is think on it real hard and in no time you will have command of the spell.
Think on it.
Okay. You go a bit further until it is time to camp due to encroaching darkness. It is raining. There is no particular shelter apart from the odd tree along the road. What are you doing?
WAIT WHAT IS NESOD LICKING?
Build Leanto: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
SETTLE DOWN IN EVEN PLOT FOR THE NIGHT
CAN WE ALL SLEEP IN THE GAZEBO? THERE'S A F!*!ING GAZEBO. LOOKS LIKE SHELTER TO ME.
*Curls up outside his friend's shelter.*
RRAAAAHHHHHHRRRRRR!!! (He say menacingly.)
Uses a cantrip and starts a fire for the night. Steps inside the Lean-to.
I'll sleep over here for the night.
If no one volunteers or does back flips in full plate mail, I will.
*Pulls out knife. Sticks it near Am Sorcerer's nether region.*
Get out NOW!!
*Clamps jaws over Am Sorcerer's head.*
RRRAAAAHHHRRRRRRR!!!
AM S: Where are you sleeping? Seems like Gassy is standing watch. Gurg sleeps outside like a huge mound of offal. It is raining.
Next to the fire I made, which I won't share with anyone. Next to the Leanto.
Looking at the Ranger, he says. Won't do you no good dare. I'm a eunuch.
oh, around away from the bear too.
I DON'T KEEP WATCH. WATCH IS FOR LOSERS. IF ANYBODY KILLS ME IN MY SLEEP, YOU WON'T HAVE ME TO HEAL YOU ANYMORE.
I cast an Alarm over the area and tell everyone that I did so.
I am a light sleeper, and my Bear is on watch even when laying down.
We will take third watch.
Okay. Night is long and dark, and the rain wet and cold. Gassy, you have a few people sleeping in you. Send them to the Great Devourer?
HRMMMMMM....
NOT YET
HAVE TO SEE IF MORE SUITABLE DEVOURING IS AT NEXT CITY. WILL DECIDE AFTER. REMAIN QUIET AND ON WATCH FOR NOW.
AM PATIENT, AS GREAT DEVOURER IS PATIENT.
Okay, the night passes. You wake up. After a short breakfast, you get moving again. The rain continues. Suddenly, you are attacked by...
*rolls*
*rolls*
...two giant crabs!!!
What are you doing?
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This far inland?! Must be an illusion.
*Tries to disbelieve*
*Stays out of Gazebo's way*
Quick, someone, cast meatier swarm! Pelt them with some fresh seafood!
It only does things like ham, turkey and beef.
*Moves into flanking position with the Rogue.*
*Charges to the attack.*
Bite: 1d20 + 2 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 2 + 6 = 18
Crunch: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
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