D&D Act Two Scene II - Well met in Clayton

Fourier · 06-01-2018 01:07AM

He grows angry.

"I will kill this entire city if you do not agree!"

Necro · 06-01-2018 01:11AM

Fourier wrote: »

He grows angry.

"I will kill this entire city if you do not agree!"

Bandylegs smirks.

'Ye know I know, Judge. Ye won't do it. If ye be the big bad man ye proclaim - strike me down fer defying ye. Dinnae take it out on the weak, the innocent. That not be justice. Ye had yer fun. I told ye I would go to Dwacatra... but I will not bargain lives with ye. Not the Nerosian's, not Moy's. Not this cities.'

Fourier · 06-01-2018 01:12AM

He relents.

"Fine, I cannot touch you, you arrogant whelp. But I can take the lives of all here."

sKeith · 06-01-2018 01:13AM

Ekbard hops on a camel and head towards drarf stronghold alone leaving 2nd camel behind..

Fourier · 06-01-2018 01:14AM

sKeith wrote: »

Ekbard hops on a camel and head towards drarf stronghold alone leaving 2nd camel behind..

OOC: As you are lost, WIS check to figure out the right way back.

Necro · 06-01-2018 01:16AM

Fourier wrote: »

He relents.

"Fine, I cannot touch you, you arrogant whelp. But I can take the lives of all here."

'To what aim? Ye take their lives, I'll burn Dwacatra and yer rotten pit ter the ground. Here be me own proposal, lad. Kit me with some armour, and a spare set fer a friend. Let me take the bow and the arrows from the shop o'er there. I'll leave ye to it, I cannae hope to hurt ye... now. I'll journey to Dwacatra with the vampire, seek out yer pits. No lives need to be lost.'

Fourier · 06-01-2018 01:20AM

He pauses for a long time.

"It is done."

A green light covers both him and BandyLegs briefly.

"A geasa now enforces our agreement, you cannot break it. Take what you wish, I will return you to your friends, the helm is a risk I do not like."

He speaks to the army.

"Release the city. We go to Soetrard."

Banjo · 06-01-2018 01:21AM

"I don't know Si Si, it's as if a thousand voices cried out... And then were silent.

I think that Bedouin blood gave me indigestion."

Fourier · 06-01-2018 01:23AM

Ekbard to stronghold Day 1:
Ekbard rides hard across the Desert by night. The air is magnificent, he reaches the dwarven city early in the morning. The beautiful gates across a lake before him.

Necro · 06-01-2018 01:24AM

Fourier wrote: »

He pauses for a long time.

"It is done."

A green light covers both him and BandyLegs briefly.

"A geasa now enforces our agreement, you cannot break it. Take what you wish, I will return you to your friends, the helm is a risk I do not like."

He speaks to the army.

"Release the city. We go to Soetrard."

Bandylegs nods.

'Aye. Ye see sense. I'll be back in a moment.'

Bandylegs runs to the armourers and picks up two sets of banded mail.
He stops by where the mastercrafted bow and exploding arrows were and picks them up as well.

He returns to face the Judge.

'Send me to me friends. I'll keep me word, as I always have. But next time we meet... I'll be the one Judging you.'

sKeith · 06-01-2018 01:24AM

Ekbard enters the city.

Fourier · 06-01-2018 01:29AM

Necrominus wrote: »

'Send me to me friends. I'll keep me word, as I always have. But next time we meet... I'll be the one Judging you.'

"Until our reunion then, Dwarf. Praise Soet."

The Judge extends his hand and BandyLegs finds himself back in the desert looking at the starry sky....

OOC: His emotional reaction or any kind of reaction is yours Necro and we'll end for the night.

Necro · 06-01-2018 01:30AM

'By all that I find true to me, on Vergadain himself... I swear... The Judge will die by me own hands!'

Bandylegs falls to ground and weeps for the thousands murdered in Dwarrowtown.

Necro · 06-01-2018 01:41AM

Bandylegs tosses Goodie's armour, bow and arrows into a pile, puts on his own suit of armour and sits back down, praying to Vergadain and lamenting the loss of so many of his kin.

Tigger · 06-01-2018 01:46AM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bandylegs tosses Goodie's armour, bow and arrows into a pile, puts on his own suit of armour and sits back down, praying to Vergadain and lamenting the loss of so many of his kin.

goodie joyfully puts on his armour and starts tuning his bow, the arrows are his favorite darrowtown exploders

Banjo · 06-01-2018 01:53AM

"....I know, I know, weeping like a baby but you know who the real victims are? ..... Exactly. And I am not raising a dinosaur baby."
Aria whines.
"...songsunder, don't give them names!"

Ooc : ok. One egg. But that's it.

sKeith · 06-01-2018 01:55AM

Banjo wrote: »

"....I know, I know, weeping like a baby but you know who the real victims are? ..... Exactly. And I am not raising a dinosaur baby."
Aria whines.
"...songsunder, don't give them names!"

Ooc : ok. One egg. But that's it.

ooc: one taker then, 3 eggs left, 1 for me, so 2 up for grabs still.

Tigger · 06-01-2018 02:16AM

now appropriatly armoured goodie takes an egg wraps it in a amkeshift sling made from his desert shift shoulders hisbwatwr and starts to follow the tracks left by Ekbards camel
comonnguys he calls i need tobget outvof this deaert

sKeith · 06-01-2018 02:17AM

ooc: one eggs left for a taker, i'm keeping one at least.

Banjo · 06-01-2018 02:31AM

"....don't do this to me....I can't!.... There's no such spell as leggvitate!...no!....**** you, walk on your own ei-you get back here mister! I'm not messing I will le- SIMON!"

OOC : put me down for two.

Necro · 06-01-2018 12:46PM

Bandylegs gets to his feet and joins the remainder of the group.

He tells them everything that happened in Dwarrowtown when he teleported back there.

Regarding Othegre he eyes her up and down.

'It seems we have an intertwined destiny, vampire. I wish to travel to Dwacatra, as The Judge has decreed. Ye need to come with me. Ye all need to come with me. Once we face the pits, and kill the dwarven dragon hunter... it is my wish to return to Soetrard and face this Judge. Ye don't need to follow me, but Othegre...Moy...and Ekbard when I next speak to him. This Judge wishes ill of ye... I say we cut his heart out and feed it to him.'

Banjo · 06-01-2018 01:41PM

"The judge? The "I'm not going back up that mountain to seal that tomb or rescue the avatar of my beloved god from the clutches of unspeakable evil or find a slightly more suitable resting place for a dead princess because a spooky lady made me scared of The Judge" The Judge? And that was back when you were more hammer than meat! What makes you think you can face him now? Why would you even want yo try?

Besides, hearts are overrated. Way to much work. Wrecks the jaw. Unless you're into slow cooking but I mean who has time?

But you're right about one thing. Our destinies are as one. I've been telling you that for ages. Jammai sent me to you for a reason. You're my ticket. I'm going to save the world!

Now quit ogling me. You're making me uncomfortable."

Necro · 06-01-2018 02:02PM

Banjo wrote: »

"The judge? The "I'm not going back up that mountain to seal that tomb or rescue the avatar of my beloved god from the clutches of unspeakable evil or find a slightly more suitable resting place for a dead princess because a spooky lady made me scared of The Judge" The Judge? And that was back when you were more hammer than meat! What makes you think you can face him now? Why would you even want yo try?

Besides, hearts are overrated. Way to much work. Wrecks the jaw. Unless you're into slow cooking but I mean who has time?

But you're right about one thing. Our destinies are as one. I've been telling you that for ages. Jammai sent me to you for a reason. You're my ticket. I'm going to save the world!

Now quit ogling me. You're making me uncomfortable."

'Mayhap The Judge kills me with one swipe. Mayhap he doesn't. I dinnae fear death, and neither should anyone of ye here. We met the man himsel', quite the charmer... and ye would know more about that than me.

All I know is Othegre...Kal...Flak...Goodie...Moy... and Ekbard... if we do nothin' and run away like quiverin' cowards, there'll be no world left ter save.

The Judge is no longer on the mountain, Othegre. He has descended with the undead. Dwarrowtown was their first victim. All ye hold dear to ye, everythin we've been strivin for... they'll take it away from us if we do nothin'. I'd rather die a dwarf starin' down this monster than run away inter the night.

Anyhap, that is fer later. Ye can make yer own minds up. Mine is set. If I have ter face 'im alone, I'll do it.

First, the fire dwarves and we meet wit' Ekbard. Try ter get some gear. Then we head fer Dwacatra. What say ye?'

Bandylegs doesn't even wait for a response and begins to walk in what he believes is the direction of the fire dwarf stronghold.

Banjo · 06-01-2018 02:13PM

Dwacatra? No no no no no, we're going to Zassan. Simon has a hot date. And on the way I need to stumble upon a small fortune in gold so I can keep his bride in the manner to which she is accustomed!

Warriors! Brothers! New guy! We have bled together! We have slaughtered old women and orphaned dinosaurs together. Now I ask you - stand with me on this day, in honour, in fraternity, and loan me some money to buy a giant spider for Simon to mate with!

Freeeeeeeeedoooooooom!

Necro · 06-01-2018 02:22PM

Banjo wrote: »

Dwacatra? No no no no no, we're going to Zassan. Simon has a hot date. And on the way I need to stumble upon a small fortune in gold so I can keep his bride in the manner to which she is accustomed!

Warriors! Brothers! New guy! We have bled together! We have slaughtered old women and orphaned dinosaurs together. Now I ask you - stand with me on this day, in honour, in fraternity, and loan me some money to buy a giant spider for Simon to mate with!

Freeeeeeeeedoooooooom!

Bandylegs turns back for a moment.

'I'll give ye 6000GP ter help ye Othegre. We need ter go to Zassan anyways. But when ye buy that spider, then we head fer Dwacatra. That be the only payment I require from ye for the coin.

It's off the coast o'Zassan, so again... our paths are heading in the same direction.'

Banjo · 06-01-2018 02:23PM

Don't take my moment away from me, fleshlegs!

Fourier · 06-01-2018 02:30PM

sKeith wrote: »

Ekbard enters the city.

The fire dwarves are somewhat more squat than BandyLegs, but once within the city a little more varied culturally. In Dwarrowtown everyone came across as a rough and ready miner, but this city seems as diverse as a human one.

He arrives in the main market, several stalls with fruit and weapons are present and the large building of the ruling council stands behind it.

Fourier · 06-01-2018 02:39PM

Necrominus wrote: »

Bandylegs turns back for a moment.

'I'll give ye 6000GP ter help ye Othegre. We need ter go to Zassan anyways. But when ye buy that spider, then we head fer Dwacatra. That be the only payment I require from ye for the coin.

It's off the coast o'Zassan, so again... our paths are heading in the same direction.'

OOC: Check Wisdom

Necro · 06-01-2018 02:41PM

Fourier wrote: »

OOC: Check Wisdom

OOC: Rolled a 20 vs 9... not good right:(:(

Fourier · 06-01-2018 02:43PM

Necrominus wrote: »

OOC: Rolled a 20 vs 9... not good right:(:(

OOC: There's better! We'll wait to see who is going with you.

D&D Act Two Scene II - Well met in Clayton

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