First DVV playtest

Hide Whispers
Turnop T.:
rolling 1d6
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4
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4
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3
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1
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4
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8
Nobody Important (GM): Greetings, everyone.
Bruce: hey
Nobody Important (GM): Still doing prep-work, we have 45 minutes till session start.
(CENSORED).: Aaand it's still showing my real name.
Nobody Important (GM): Clck on the gear
change your display name
Also nobody cares, (CENSORED)
(top right corner, should be near the top)
Ghost Master: We allowing 3d Dice or is that a distraction?
Naacha: Okay, got it.
Nobody Important (GM): You can turn them on, i've got them off so I can't see them
it'll just take longer for them to pop up when you roll them
Bruce: Sound check: does anyone here some sweet riffs right now?
Naacha: Nope.
Ghost Master: nope
Bruce: Hm. Looks like I'm using text then.
Nobody Important (GM): Check under the gear; you may have Broadcast Sound off.
Bruce: Nope, it's on.
Nobody Important (GM): Well, it's not like text won't work.
Sverd: I actually like text more. Mainly because I have PTSD from an absolutely awful over-voice experience with a bunch of nasally idiots who spent 30 minutes yelling about chasing a mouse around our ship.
Nobody Important (GM): Well, I have a cold but we'll take a vote when everyone is in here.
Bruce: So, anyhoo. Bruce lives not too far to the west (or east, I'm a bit undecided), and is probably hiding out after finding himself on the losing side of a battle. The cowboy doesn't come from too far away either. Sverd is here because he's looking for exotic allies, maybe bringing the musician with him.
Now what I want to know is exactly what circumstances lead to a nile crocodile showing up in Davenport not in a cage.
Sverd: The idea of bringing Hannah with me makes sense.
Ghost Master: Sure. But I forgot to give Hannah Ideals and goals. Hang on.
Naacha: ...hrm. Honestly, I'm thinking of having him show up in a cage. Mostly because that could be hilarious. Objections?
Thanks, Bruce!
Sverd: None here
Nobody Important (GM): I was just planning on remarking to everyone about "there is a crocodile on the seat next to you. WHY IS NOBODY PAYING ATTENTION TO THIS"
Sefton: Clearly he did a wrong turn on the river and next thing he knew, he was in the old west
Bruce: Please, someone tell me an explanation that doesn't involve a cage, I'll probably find it very amusing. What possessed this crocodile to come to Davenport? Did he know what and where Davenport was and deliberately set out for it, or did just stumble upon it by chance? And exactly what means of transportation has he procured to cross the African continent, the Atlantic ocean and a good chunk of North America?\
Nobody Important (GM): Well, you know man, he was visting his cousins in louisiana
and he took a steamboat north, and decided to be a bit touristy
Bruce: There we go.
Nobody Important (GM): he mugged a dude for ~$3.50 which he shoved onto the counter and demanded a train ticked in high-class british english to davenport
Sverd: I'm gonna join out and come right back in, just cropped my picture a little
Naacha: Honestly I can just go with whatever. I muted my mice because I'm laughing too hard right now.
Nobody Important (GM): are you going to tell a 10 foot long croc where he can't go?
Naacha: *mic
Sefton: Crocs and witches follow around the same rules
Sverd: Well now he looks fat. One se.
Sefton: "The croc told me it was an apple seller, and I am not about to doubt the word of a croc"
CuteBold A.: Oh
Should I get a appropriate picture?
Nobody Important (GM): Eh.
Sverd: If you want.
Bruce: And of course, the Saltwater crocodile is capable of vast sea-voyages so with a little Hollywood biology and blatant comedic exaggeration, he could've crossed the Atlantic himself.
Nobody Important (GM): In an actual campaign I'd be asking for a profile picture for icons, carving it into tokens, and setting up an actual map
Sverd: I'm just doing it because I want to constantly remind everyone how attractive I am
Nobody Important (GM): but here i'm just gonna bullshit it because it's just a playtest
CuteBold A.: I can go fix it real quick
Ghost Master: I put Hannah's ideals and goals in the d20 message board.
Nobody Important (GM): You got 9 minutes, feel free
Sefton: You're saying as if bullshitting your way through ADVENTURE didn't make for the best campaigns
Naacha: A moment, if you please!
Sefton: Oh yeah, sound test, can anybody hear anything from my end?
Bruce: Nope
Sefton: Sweet. I won't be a problem then
Sverd: Negtory
Naacha: There we go!
Nobody Important (GM): well
Sverd: I can hear Naacha though.
Nobody Important (GM): i can hear something
may want to put on headphones, you had an open mic going on there
Naacha: Dang.
This is what I get for buying a headset with only one cord.
Bruce: Naacha, say something again. I was blasting Anthrax's Indians for motivation.
Nobody Important (GM): Ayup.
CuteBold A.: Got it
Nobody Important (GM): It's kinda tinny, but I can hear you.
Sverd: Reload the page
Bruce: I can't hear shit.
Sverd: I can't hear anything either.
Sefton: What are you guys sticking to? Turning on voice chat for the campaign or sticking to text?
Sverd: Voice chat seems really buggy.
Nobody Important (GM): Reload the page, set the gear to "hear voices" or whatever
CuteBold A.: uh
Sverd: Reload again, it took a couple tries with me
CuteBold A.: real quick note
I can't actually hear anything
Sverd: Neither can anyone else.
CuteBold A.: No, my computer doesn't have a functioning sound card
Sverd: oh
Ghost Master: Didn't hear anything.
Nobody Important (GM): We should probably rely a bit on typing then instead if people can't hear each other
Sefton: I can hear you guys pretty fine over here
Nobody Important (GM): Plus, it'll make it easier for transcripts
Sefton: But again, I'm not playing
Bruce: True, true.
And now that everyone's here: roll 4d6 and keep 3 is /roll 4d6k3
Sverd: I can't hear squat.
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3
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1
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6
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1
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9
Oh geez, who's got the typhoon on their end?
Nobody Important (GM): Duly noted.
rolling 4d6k3
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5
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2
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3
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3
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11
Sefton: Seems to be Nobody
Bruce: Sounds like a raging river.
Nobody Important (GM): Yreah, i'll mute my mic
Naacha:
rolling 3d6
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2
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2
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2
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6
Bruce: Yeah, that did it.
Sefton: Surely you mean a coursing river. A swift one at that
Naacha: Okay, this works!
Nobody Important (GM): Yep, my mic is... intersting
especiially since the only sound in this room is the fan on my computer and my pathetic sniffling
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3
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1
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3
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5
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11
Wait one sec lemme screw with settings.
Nobody Important (GM): Three minutes to start time. Can I get a roll call
CuteBold A.: HEre
Bruce: Yes, a swift coursing river...on whch I CAN GO THE DISTANCE.
Ghost Master:
rolling 3d6+15
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4
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3
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6
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+15
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28
Bruce: Knightfag present
Nobody Important (GM): Nobody (obviously) present
Ghost Master: Ghostmaster actively haunting
CuteBold A.:
rolling 3d6
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3
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1
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4
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8
Sverd: Sverd the Skald is here
Nobody Important (GM): Jerimiah is here too.
Naacha: Naacha's here, ready to roll!
Nobody Important (GM): I think that's everyone
Hold onto your butts then, we're about to start.
Let's go over the sheets real quick, anyone need clarification?
Bruce: Yes, one thing
Does 'beast' count as a single tongue?
Sverd: I don't think so.
Nobody Important (GM): Bruce, you want to change your traits around a bit before we start? Not much travelling or injun chiefs here
Go on
Bruce: I think I should keep my traits just to see what a fish out of water performs. You know, for experimental sake.
Nobody Important (GM): Well, there's one for each major category of animal.
So; Reptiles, amphibians, fish, cats, dogs, primates, etc
At least, that's what I've got for the Linguistics skill. Remember that you start with 3 languages on your first point!
Bruce: I see. He's got English and 2 kinds of Injun, so the one beast language he has is probably horse out of pragmatism.
Sverd: Two levels in lingustics: bird
Nobody Important (GM): Fair enough
What languages does Naacha speak?
because at least one person needs to speak Reptile or this is going to be mighty awkward. Or, he could speak Human.
Bruce: I think he does speak human
Sverd: I
Naacha: I gave him Human, Big Cat, and Bird.
Sverd: Whoops. I'd think he could speak human, yeah.
Nobody Important (GM): Duly noted. Okay, so you speak human.
Let's go over everyone's background real quick: Why on earth are you in a eastbound train to Davenport?
Ghost Master: Zweitracht Academy forbade speaking to filthy animals. Hannah only speaks human.
Nobody Important (GM): (especially you, Naacha)
Bruce: Was on the losing side of a territory war, had to cut losses. Everyone else was running anyways.
Nobody Important (GM): (or it could be westbound, but that makes Sverd and Hannah's presence a bit more confusing)
CuteBold A.: jeremiah's town was attacked by Shadow friends
He had little left so he went off for revenge
Nobody Important (GM): A vengeance plot against demons. Excellent.
Sverd: Sverd came to the west looking for someone who could help him get to the Ice Palace safely, because of all the fire-based legends in the place, and picked up Hannah as a fleeing refugee for obvious ideological reasons.
Naacha: Hrm...
Bruce: Was swimming up the Mississippi for his own reasons and got tired?
Ghost Master: Hannah is traveling with Sverd as he's strong enough to protect her from anyone who would pursue her, and he's keeping her around because of his ideas, and the fact that she's his meal ticket.
Nobody Important (GM): Okay, Sverd looking for friends to help him with the Ice Queen, Hannah clinging to him like a dime-store adventure novel cover.
Okay. How you got a ticket for a train will remain a mystery. Stole your way onboard?
Naacha: Frankly? How's this sound: as he's fleeing from home in his "WHAT HAVE I DONE" episode, he makes it to the Mediterranean and gets snatched up by a ship belonging to a travelling circus, but manages to get loose somewhere in the Mississipi Delta and books it, happening to run into the train when he finally feels he's somewhat safe.
That work at all?
Nobody Important (GM): That works.
Going to be interesting to see how a cowboy, a knight, a lute player, and a Indian diplomat accept a crocodile into their midst.
Anyway, let's get rolling!
You're on a train bound for Davenport. It's about 10 o'clock, but everyone aboard seems a bit sleepy for their own reasons. There's only four people on this train anyway other than the conductors and crew -- oh, and the crocodile lying in the row between the seats near the back.
You're not sure what's up with that.
Sverd: (( Jeremiah, you might wanna refresh the page real quick to get your other image to show.))
(( Also might wanna change name in the settings tab.))
Bruce: "Hrm, this certainly isn't one of the indigenous species."
Nobody Important (GM): Anyway, You're about ten minutes away from the town, but all you can really see from here is flat, flat landscape and the river that the train runs along.
Yeah, your experience tells you that this isn't an alligator, it's a crocodile-- much bigger and meaner.
He seems alright though.
CuteBold A.: ((Did it work)0
Nobody Important (GM): Anyone going to remark anything to the other passengers before you arrive in the station?
Sverd: ((I'm waiting for Hannah to say something first.))
Ghost Master: "Oh give me a home, where the buffalo roam..." Hannah is quietly playing, and she has a small can with a few coins in it in front of her.
Bruce: "Trust me, you don't want that. Buffalos do not make for pleasant neighbours."
Sverd: Sverd frowns slightly at Hannah's singing, casting a glance at the crocodile an arm's length away. "What's a buffalo? Is that some kind of name for bandits in this place or something?"
Ghost Master: Hannah shrugs. "Just a song they sing here." She smirks and looks at the knight, I could always sing THAT song again. If you want."
Naacha: The crocodile rolls over and rubs its own neck, seemingly somewhat irritated.
CuteBold A.: Jeremiah grumbles something about bandits in his sleep
Bruce: "Buffalo is much a cow. Horns, four legs, eats grass....they're wild and shaggy though.
Sverd: Sverd's eyes dart back to the crocodile before looking back at Hannah, the piercing blue almost looking through her, but not in an unfriendly way. "If you want, I suppose. I'm more interested in the company around us. Seriously, what is that giant scaly thing, and why is it on a train?"
Ghost Master: Hannah shrugs. "Ornate luggage?"
Bruce: "Luggage doesn't come with teeth."
Sverd: Sverd blinks a little while turning to Bruce. "I'm sorry, were you talking to me? Excuse my lack of attention, I suppose..."
Naacha: "This was the first place I could relax after I got out of that circus. Ow... still chafes from the collar."
So that's why it was rubbing its neck.
Ghost Master: "Luggage that has a security system then?" She blinks. "Did the suitcase just talk?"
Sverd: Sverd nearly jumps out of his seat. "I-It can talk!"
CuteBold A.: Wakes up, rubbing his eyes
Bruce: "Many can. Animals are more clever than most give them credit for."
CuteBold A.: "Wahn in tarnation? Can't a man get some sleep 'round ere?"
Nobody Important (GM): After Jeremiah speaks, the train slows down and comes to a jolting halt at the train station -- more of a few wooden planks nailed together and a tiny little shack of a ticket booth. The conductors quickly usher you off the train -- nobody likes to spend long around here. (how they get the croc off the train is anyone's guess, it just sort of walks down the aisle as they squeak and jump into the seats) What greets you can only be described as desolation. The train station itself is on a bit of a hill on one side of the Mississippi, allowing you to see the enormous shanty-town that is Davenport. Three buildings stick out of the city prominently -- a large, ornate and shiny building, nearly glowing with lights that says "LUCKY SHAKES" on it in glowing letters, a large and ornate house, and what appears to be literally a block of concrete in the center of town.
You're on a train platform. You're where you paid to go. What's next?
CuteBold A.: "Well, I reckon I made it"
Ghost Master: "Can we go get something to eat?"
Sverd: Sverd fumbles with his armor, clearly uncomfortable with the heat of the locale. "Uh, you know your way around this place? If not, we might have to get someone to show us just where we can eat without being shot at..."
Naacha: The crocodile squirms a bit once he sees the run-down state of most of the town.
"So this is... where, exactly?"
Nobody Important (GM): You can almost smell the human misery from here. People stumble around, black marks as dark as night marring their skin. You see your first beggar only ten feet from the train platform, only one arm left to hold an empty dish.
It is not the last.
Bruce: "Davenport, a town very far away from the territory wars of Colorado. Casinos are always friendly. They just want to take your money, but they are friendly."
Ghost Master: "Do they serve food?"
Bruce: "They charge you too much for it."
Nobody Important (GM): (if you want to find food, you can either stumble around for a bit or make an Insight/Travel check)
CuteBold A.: "Theres a charge for everything here"
Ghost Master: Hannah shrugs. "That's nothing new."
Nobody Important (GM): Test me Occult, everyone.
(3d6+Intelligence+Occult, most likely)
Sverd: Sverd sighs. "Take your mind off food for a second. We should get our bearings in this town before we do anything else. Look at these people, run down and beaten by this land - they clearly need our help. We should try and find somewhere we can understand what's going on here."
Ghost Master: Those who don't have Occult, just add Int, correct?
Nobody Important (GM): Yep.
Ghost Master:
rolling 3d6+8
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3
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5
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5
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+8
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21
Bruce:
rolling 3d6+7
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5
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5
+
6
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+7
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23
Nobody Important (GM): The only things you can't check untrained are Mechanics and Drive, and even then only if you're a beast
Naacha:
rolling 3d6 + 6
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3
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6
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1
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+6
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16
CuteBold A.:
rolling 3d6+6
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4
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2
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3
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+6
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15
Bruce: "I had heard of the terrible debt-marks of the Shadowlanders. I always hoped I would never see one."
Nobody Important (GM): (really? This many people came into the shadowlands without a single point in occult? Well, hopefully Bruce and Hannah feel like sharing.) There's more than a physical payment required here. The toll for living in the shadowlands is your soul.
Moreover, being in debt can quickly cause your death, and dying in debt to someone is very bad, because they then own your soul which they can use to pay off their own debts.
Being here for too long can cause your Soul to be lost to the mysterious gods of the Shadowlands, known only as the Friends from the Other Side
Sverd: ((Not information it'd make sense for Sverd to know, so I didn't roll.))
Nobody Important (GM): People can and will do anything to get things to lower their debt. ((duly noted, sverd)
Stealing is so common that it's being illegal is merely a formality. Whats yours is yours only if someone owes it to you, or you can defend it with your own hands.
Sverd: "Debt-marks? Is there something about those horrid black markings on their arms - Besides the clear message of an evil taint in this place, that is."
Nobody Important (GM): They accept all kinds of currency here, though. From dollars to guilders to shillings, anything with any value is a medium of trade.
Ghost Master: "Sir Knight," Hannah says. "It's unwise to spend too much here, or to accept debts from another. The cost is SOUL-ly too steep."
Nobody Important (GM): Test endure for that pun.
Naacha: "... I don't get it."
Nobody Important (GM): (nah, just messin with ya)
Ghost Master: "Maybe, Sir Knight, we should work on raising a little money first, before we go and do ANY THING else." Hannah says.
Bruce: Testing sensibility plus endure
rolling 4d6k3+3
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6
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2
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3
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3
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+3
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15
Sverd: Sverd pinches the bridge of his noise. "God, Hannah, you nearly killed me with that pun. It almost sounded like there was something important behind your words, though. What do you suggest that we do here, then? I'm hardly familiar with this place."
Nobody Important (GM): IT BURNS
IT BURNS
THE PUN HURTS
Sverd: (( -1 STRIKE FROM AWFUL PUN))
Bruce: "Eeeuugh....and I thought hangmen had bad senses of humor."
CuteBold A.: looks over at the man in armor and the girl
Sefton: (And this is how Social Characters win. Not with heroic speeches, but with villanous puns)
Naacha: "So, um. I think I should ask. Who are all of you?"
The crocodile smiles genuinely at his erstwhile companions.
Nobody Important (GM): That smile is terrifying.
CuteBold A.: Y'all arn't from around here, are you?"
Nobody Important (GM): The croc looks like he's trying to decide if he wants you for dinner or if he wants to take you to dinner
Ghost Master: Hannah sighs. "We need money, or else we'll end up in debt to someone. That would be a very bad thing. Too much debt and this place will suck your life dry, and then it'll start to REALLY work on you."
Nobody Important (GM): ((would Sverd still have money on him? Who has money on their person? Also, is Naacha immune to the soul-debt, being an animal?))
Bruce: "Some call me Bruce Smith. Some call me Dances With Antelope. I go by whatever name gets me the least trouble at the time."
Ghost Master: She lightly knocks her knuckles against Sverd's armor. "And don't make fun of my puns, or I'll be making them all Day and Knight!"
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3+3
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4
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6
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1
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6
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+3
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19
"Please, stop."
CuteBold A.: Jeremiah looks over the party members and introduces himself "I'm Jeremiah, and from the looks of you all, your a little lost"
Sverd: Sverd instinctively moves his hand to the hilt of his sheathed sword, but doesn't display any malice in his body language. "My- Uh, my name is Sverd, and this is Hannah, Mister, uh, whatever it is that you are." Turning to Hannah, he quickly adds "I've got a bit of money left on me from coming here, but we spent most of it on that God-forsaken train ride. And I still have no dammed idea what you're off about, or why you're still attempting to murder me with those deadly puns."
Bruce: "I'm in a place where no one is aiming a rifle at me, so I'd say I'm exactly where I intend to be."
Nobody Important (GM): Jeremiah, I'll let you make a Travel check instead of Insight/Occult if you want to remember what you know since the last time you were here.
CuteBold A.: (i'll take it))
Ghost Master: Hannah gets Sverd to lean down and she whispers to him all the Occult knowledge that she knows about Shadow-Marks.
CuteBold A.:
rolling 3d6+4
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1
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6
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6
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+4
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17
Nobody Important (GM): The train has left, by the way. Next train out is in two days.
Ghost Master: "Was that clear enough for you or do I have to 'string' you along some more before you 'tune' in."
Nobody Important (GM): Remember, you're supposed to add one of your stats too, not just your skill.
Naacha: "It's nice meeting you all! My name is Naacha! So, um, I'm going to guess from the way you were talking about it that this place is bad news?"
Nobody Important (GM): So with your Intelligence, thats 17+6 = 23.
Bruce: "Tell me, scaly one, are you familiar with the 'Friends on the Other Side'? The dark spirits who want only souls?"
Sverd: Sverd looks surprised upon hearing about the horrible nature of the Shadowlands, and is about to say something when another pun turns it into a prolonged and over-exaggerated groan.
Nobody Important (GM): The buildings are the Governors mansion, the police station, and the official casino. If you want food, you'll probably have to rely on food stalls since there's probably still no restaurants here. Taxes are bad and it looks like they've gotten worse.
Naacha: "I have no idea WHAT those are... Bruce, right?"
Bruce: "Yes. They hold great sway in these Shadowlands, ever since their servant, the Shadowman, came to power. He held his soul as collateral.....do you understand what collateral is?"
CuteBold A.: 'Hmmm..."
Naacha: "I know enough about it."
CuteBold A.: "It seems we've gotten here at a bad time"
Ghost Master: "Anyway, back to food." Hannah says. "I'm hungry, and I've never tried the stuff here! Let's find a place and..." She shakes her coin can. "See if I can't get us enough food. You know, the usual plan, a melody for a meal-ody."
Nobody Important (GM): ((PAIN))
Ghost Master: ((I will never stop))
Nobody Important (GM): ((well, it fits the spirit of the game...))
Sefton: (I like her a lot already.)
CuteBold A.: "I'd watch what you give away girl"
Bruce: "He gave the Friend his soul as collateral to gain power, then used the power to gain many other souls. He traded them for his soul back and much more power. And so he came to rule these lands."
CuteBold A.: "You never know how literal the person you are trading with is"
Sverd: Despite the gut-wrenching nature of the pun, Sverd can't help but smile a little at Hannah's chipper state. "It's quite inspiring to see someone so happy all the time, even if you won't stop making those terrible puns."
Naacha: "That sounds pretty grim, alright. Anyway, do we even have to worry about food? There's a river full of fish right there."
Sverd: Sverd turns to the rest of the group. "Do any of you know, perchance, where a tavern would be around here? If whatever horrid force runs things hasn't taken that down as well as the heart of the people."
Bruce: "Under the rule of the Shadowman, I cannot guarantee those fish are safe to eat. I cannot stop you from trying, though."
CuteBold A.: "I don't know any 'taverns' nearby, but I think I know where some food stalls are"
Nobody Important (GM): Bruce, you know that all the game and fish and fruit of the land are property of the Shadowman.
You should probably warn Naacha.
((I.E, taking them would encur debt to Facilier))
Naacha: Especially since he's headed towards the river right now.
Bruce: "Everything has a price here, even the fish that seem to be be free. I do not know if the Friends value the souls of animals, but I assure you if you partake of those fish they will claim yours."
Naacha: Naacha stops in his tracks upon hearing Bruce.
"What, really? Ah, great. Not like I haven't gone a while without eating before, but man, that's disappointing."
Nobody Important (GM): You hope that one guy you know is still in business. You could get food on the cheap.
He usually sets up outside the casino in about a half hour, if your judgement on the sun is right.
CuteBold A.: "Hey yall, I think I know where you boys, and gal, can get a bite to eat"
Ghost Master: "Oooh what's he serve? What's he serve?"
Nobody Important (GM): Pretty much everything he can get his hands on that isn't property of the shadowman.
CuteBold A.: "Eh...Food. cheap food"
Nobody Important (GM): So, rats usually, some forms of veggies grown in his garden, and occasionally a deer or two hunted on Alameda Slim's country.
Ghost Master: "The best kind! Can we go?" Hannah asks Sverd.
CuteBold A.: "Company is especially welcome in these parts. helps keep yah from doing something stupid"
Sverd: Sverd looks into the small satchel on his holster. "Eh... I've got three Arrendellian gold coins and a penny I found in a village back in your homeland. Is that enough to buy anything there..?"
Nobody Important (GM): ((let's skip to the point here; are you going to follow Jerimiah's lead around here?))
Bruce: I'd say so.
Naacha: ((Not like he's got anywhere better to go.))
Ghost Master: If Sverd goes.
CuteBold A.: "I'd consider gold of any sorts good tender here."
Nobody Important (GM): ((gold is very good tender. He could probably buy a small shack for that much, or pay off pretty much anyones entire debt))
Sverd: "Well, it's a good a start as any, I suppose. Lead on, my friend."
Naacha: "It beats being in a cage."
Ghost Master: "Yay! Food! I've never had rat before...I suppose that I'll have quite a gross TAIL to tell everyone back at the academy."
Sverd: ((He's a minor noble from a rich country and has no idea about practical worth of anything, especially outside of his homelands and maybe the Mirror kingdom.))
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3+3
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2
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4
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3
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3
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+3
=
13
Nobody Important (GM): The trip itself is about 30 minutes, while you're accosted by beggars and the desperate every twenty feet or so, and Hannah needs to pull Sverd away from trying to help them. There's nothing you can do for them right now. When you arrive, you see a small crowd of hungry people around a metal food-cart and a tall, bearded man in the vestments of a priest -- a bit ragged, but servicable))
CuteBold A.: "Right, its right round the ol' casino"
Bruce: "GAAAAARGH."
Sverd: "That's disgusting. And by that, I mean the food and that pun."
Nobody Important (GM): This is your old 'friend' Gabriel Waterloo, a christian missionary and amateur cook. You remember he sells food as cheap as he's legally allowed to to get away with having people be in debt to him.
Notably, he has no debt-marks on his skin.
CuteBold A.: "Well, well well, Ain't it Good ol' gabe!"
'still doin' the lords work?"
Nobody Important (GM): "Hah, Jeremiah!" He turns to you in between handing a fried rat to a beggar. "Doing my best in these dark times."
"Ain't easy when everyone is willing to gamble their lives away just to get out from their debt. Picked up some new friends?"
Sverd: Sverd perks up at the mention of 'Dark times', butting into the conversation. "Dark times? Is there anything we can do to help?"
CuteBold A.: "Well, I just found these pardners while takin a train ride here"
Gestures to the rest of the group. "They said they was hungry, and I thought my old pal might be willin to help for a quarter or two"
Nobody Important (GM): Gabriel's bushy eyebrows shoot up, incredulous that anyone would actually offer to help. "I'd be careful offering your help around here -- sometimes all it takes is a word to be in debt." He scratches his beard. "Oh, yeah, rat's a penny now."
Ghost Master: Hannah grabs Sverd's arm. "Food first! Good deeds are better filled on a filled stomach."
Nobody Important (GM): "Such terrible rates, I apologize, but if I gave them away you'd be in debt to me." He scowls. "Things are getting worse sir knight, because our 'governor' has hiked up taxes by an obscene amount on all goods; Roughly 500% if you've got a head for numbers."
Sverd: Sverd fumbles with his coin-purse, eventually and clumsily handing the penny from the Mirror kingdom to the missionary.
Nobody Important (GM): "Your rat meat." You get six rat skewers before he goes back to passing out food to the beggars.
Sverd: "Taxes? And you say a corrupt lord is causing all this undue stress on the people here?" Sverd smiles like an idiot, clearly in his element.
CuteBold A.: "For cryin out loud! He must either be the biggest fool or the saddest piece a garbage in this town!"
Bruce: "You know, I've never eaten an animal that wasn't bigger than my fist before."
Naacha: "Never had 'rat' before. Wonder what it's like..."
Ghost Master: Hannah digs into the disgusting lump of meat on a stick with a joy and relish saved for children on their birthday.
"I LOVE the slimy bits!"
Nobody Important (GM): "Wouldn't call Ol No One a 'lord' per se, that title is usually reserved for God Almighty, but yes. He's clearly up to something, but nobody knows what. He's trying to prevent people from leaving too for some reason."
CuteBold A.: He yanks on his mustache a bit before continuing "I Reckon he must either have a debt as big as Alameda's keaster"
Nobody Important (GM): ((Jerimiah, test Travel+Intelligence))
Bruce: "Which I can assure you is fairly large."
CuteBold A.:
rolling 3d6+4+6
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4
+
5
+
1
)
+4+6
=
20
"Or hes savin up for somethin big"
Nobody Important (GM): You know the governor is named No One.
Sverd: Sverd seems somewhat suprised at Gabriel's rejection of the word 'Lord'. "Oh, if he's not a lord but is indeed in charge here - just a mayor, then? Is that the same as a governor?"
Nobody Important (GM): Specifically, No One from Nowhere. He supposedly sold his face to the friends for power.
It allows him to (supposedly, mind) disguise himself as anyone with ease, because you see what he wants you to see.
"Aye, he fulfills the same role as a lord, but he's less than that. Think of a governor as sort of a..." Gabriel stumbles in terms as he tries to remember what he can about Arendelle culture, gears audibly turning in his head, "between a mayor and a lord, perhaps an administrator for a large town?"
Sverd: Sverd looks back at Jeremiah. "Regardless of what he is, if this man speaks the truth we have an obligation to the people here to depose this man. An OBLIGATION."
CuteBold A.: "I reckon its the latter. No one is not dumb enough to build up a debt"
Ghost Master: "Here we go again..."
Bruce: "Governor, mayor, chief, lord, magistrate......I find the differences between them quite meaningless."
CuteBold A.: "SHHHH, What are you doin boy?"
Naacha: "Wait a minute, didn't the guy just say that wasn't a good idea?"
CuteBold A.: "You don't think that one of these fools round here might go squelin to the police, just to repay a few bets?"
Nobody Important (GM): "Careful with talk like that, he might think of it as treason -- and then the police are gonna come after ya. They'll take you in for questioning, and then you'll never be heard from again. And if that fails, he's got his own squad of soldiers."
CuteBold A.: *Whispered*
Naacha: ((Please hold!))
Nobody Important (GM): ((can do.))
Sverd: ROLLING FOR MUSIC
Nobody Important (GM): This should be good.
Sverd:
rolling 3d6 + 11
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2
+
1
+
2
)
+11
=
16
((well shit)
Nobody Important (GM): Well. It's a song, alright.
Still pretty acceptable. It's a bog-standard drinking song or whatever the equivalent is.
Sverd: Sverd sings about how the people have no reason to listen to someone who is a tyrant. I have a song for this somewhere but I can't be buggered to find it right now.
Nobody Important (GM): Feel free to link the pastebin if you find it.
Sverd: ((It's in my personal 30-page long music doc.))
Naacha: ((Back, had to pee.))
CuteBold A.: ((My lord))
Nobody Important (GM): People are sort of amused but not particularly enthralled -- the nearly-free food has much more hold on them.
Ghost Master: Hannah puts her face in her hands and groans.
Nobody Important (GM): "It's a good song, Sir." Gabriel says, politely. "But I'd be careful 'bout talk of revolution, best y'all get out of here before your debts become -- Is that a crocodile?"
Naacha: "Say, uh... you didn't just get us in trouble, did you? I'm really hoping you didn't."
Ghost Master: "That's our luggage. It's special."
Bruce: "Well, he isn't quite an alligator."
Sverd: Sverd looks vaguely dismayed at the moderate disinterest of the people.
Nobody Important (GM): "A talking crocodile? Well, I've seen stranger. Want a grilled rat? Debts don't stick long to animals here."
"Friends can't quite figure out how to get at their souls."
Naacha: "Not a problem... Gabriel, was it? Thanks for the offer!"
Nobody Important (GM): Gabriel takes a Rat-on-a-stick, pulls it off, and gingerly passes it into your presumably-open jaws.
"I'd still avoid taking the property of the shadowman, if you can avoid it. Friends may not get ya but he still can."
CuteBold A.: ""Hmm...Now that we have some grub, I think i'll be stickin to you folks, if thats all right?"
Naacha: There is something of a CHOMP sound as Naacha downs the rat.
"I'll remember that."
Sverd: Sverd nods to Jeremiah before speaking in general, "Anyway, where does this supposed governor-lord-man live?"
CuteBold A.: "Well, its kinda hard to miss"
Nobody Important (GM): "Big house on the hill. Be careful, he's got guards with guns..." Gabriel cautions, noticing Sverd's look of determination.
Ghost Master: "I will not make puns for a week, if you promise me that this doesn't end with us burning down another 'house of wickedness' Sir Knight."
Nobody Important (GM): " it's the only house that isn't run down" a beggar pipes up.
Bruce: "If you are really determined to defeat this faceless man, you must find the weakness in his deal with the Friends; all those with powers of the Friends have such a weakness. Even the Shadowman himself has one; he can conjure nothing for himself."
CuteBold A.: "Acutally, if you don't mind"
"I think we best be keepin a distance for now"
"Its not wise to go against No one"
Ghost Master: "Faceless? You telling me this Mayor No-No has no face?" You see a dangerous twinkle in Hannah's eye.
Naacha: "Wow, Sverd, you're really set on this, aren't you? Won't do us any good to go in without knowing all of what's going on. I should know..."
Sverd: Sverd looks almost shocked at Hannah's words. "Burn down? Of course not! Someone innocent might get hurt. We'll convince him of the error of his ways, instead, and free the people of this town with no love lost!" Sverd looks determined.
Nobody Important (GM): "Probably for the best. If'n I can help you out in any way let me know, I'll be here for the next few hours."
CuteBold A.: "Hold up there Knight in silver, I don't be thinkin its a good idea to go talk to him"
"Yah see"
*Whispers in a low voice*
"Since he has no face, he can be lookin like anybody"
Sverd: "So what would you suggest instead, then?"
CuteBold A.: "its better we get him into a face-off instead"
((I Can do it too)
Naacha: "Wait... anybody at all? That *does* sound pretty scary."
Sverd: "A... Face-off? What do you mean?"
CuteBold A.: "Oh you know, Revolvers at dawn"
"aztec showdown"
Naacha: "What in the world is an Aztec?"
Sverd: Sverd stands up straight and puffs his chest out. "No! Absolutely not! There's no need to kill anyone here."
Nobody Important (GM): Bruce, test me Insight+Sensiblity
Ghost Master: Hannah grins. "So no one Nose what he looked like at first? My how Cheeky of him! I bet since he's the mayor very few people give him Lip. We should be careful with this plan, Sverd, so we don't get a-Head of ourselves."
Nobody Important (GM): ((absolutely blasphemous puns.))
Naacha: ((What do I roll for puns again?))
Nobody Important (GM): (Endure.)
Bruce: "/roll 4d6k3+14
Sefton: (Dear god, I'm not even in the game and I just took five Strikes)
Naacha: ((WELP))
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3+14
(
3
+
1
+
2
+
5
)
+14
=
24
Sverd: Sverd snorts slightly from his heroic-looking pose.
Nobody Important (GM): Okay, bruce.
You feel the hairs on the back of your head raise up a bit.
Someone is watching you.
Naacha: ((I add Robustness, right?))
Nobody Important (GM): ((you can, if you want to shrug them off by having thick skin or a tough physique. usually it's sensibility)
((if you're particularly stupid you could do that as well))
Bruce: "Best we not speak of No-one. We cannot be sure when is he watching us."
CuteBold A.: 'Er..Whats it mean when two of you boys dress up and fight?"
Nobody Important (GM): A man a mask on his face in a nice suit is watching you from far away inside the casino. He turns away from the window and vanishes.
Like, literally vanishes.
Not around a corner, he just disappears.
Only Bruce saw that, though.
CuteBold A.: "ITs a, er, duel, I think"
Bruce: "In fact, I think he already knows too much of us already....."
Naacha: "Who knows what about us? I am just not on a roll today, am I?"
Sverd: "Honorable combat is leagues different from murdering someone to revolver at dawn. You don't kill the other man in a duel."
Ghost Master: "Well, if they're trying to hit each other, then it's a Dapper Tapper Duel. If they're doing it in a bakery then it becomes a Dapper Batter Tapper Duel and if they're both overweight..." She looks at Sverd's face. "Okay, I'll stop."
CuteBold A.: "Well, one of the most admirable things to do in the west is to die fighting for what your believen in"
Naacha: "Uuuuhhhhhh..."
CuteBold A.: "No matter how petty"
Naacha:
rolling 3d6 + 8
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2
+
3
+
1
)
+8
=
14
Nobody Important (GM): ((oh man, Naacha is a great straight man for this group.))
Bruce: "What we have said, what we look like. Come, scaly one. If there is anyone who truly understands the nature of soul debt, they will be in the casino. And now that No-one has set his eyes on us, we will need knowledge of such things...."
Naacha: ((Ye gods how bad is it?))
Nobody Important (GM): ((you actually fail to understand the pun entirely. ))
Naacha: "Ya know what? I like that plan. Let's do that."
Bruce: "I always felt luckier with an animal by my side anyways."
CuteBold A.: "I reckon the Casino is a good as place a any to start out"
Ghost Master: "You said they served food, right?"
Nobody Important (GM): "Hopefully you have money. They don't let you in without that... or giving some of yourself as debt."
"Yes. Expensive food and strong drinks, to make you forget how much you're spending." Gabriel scowls.
Bruce: "So long as they take magic beads....."
Sverd: Sverd frowns. "I don't like that place. Places like it bring out the worst in people."
CuteBold A.: "I'll try my best to get us through. IF worst comes to worse, we can pay our way in"
Nobody Important (GM): Gabriel looks at the beads for a moment. "If those are actual injun beads, then they're worth enough. Fifty dollars? Should get you in. Don't stay too long."
Bruce: "Trust me, people at their worst are either at their most deceitful or their most honest. Let's hope to find some of the latter."
Nobody Important (GM): ((y'all going to the casino, then?))
Sverd: ((Yep.))
Ghost Master: (Where Sir Knight goes, Hannah follows)
CuteBold A.: "Well, if yall are goin, best follow me, reckonin im the only one whos been here before"
Naacha: ((That's an affirmative.))
Nobody Important (GM): Alright. Surprisingly, the guards give you no trouble when a crocodile pushes it's way through the gilded double doors.
They sort of look the other way, and you get in without paying the entrance fee.
It's loud in here, with music and dancers -- and no windows on the first floor.
There are no clocks, and scantily-dressed server women and dancers adorn all the fixtures that aren't tables or slot machines.
(Are slot machines around by 1920? I forget.)
((whatever, magic slot machines.))
Nobody Important (GM): Hundreds of poor people are in this room, playing to win -- or mostly, to lose.
CuteBold A.: ((They've been around since the 1800s))
((There there))
Sverd: Sverd is frowning heavily, looking at all the people here. "I... I thought there was a cost to get in here. This place is too loud, and it reeks of exploitation and misery. We'll shut it down when we show that 'nobody' person how wrong this is."
Nobody Important (GM): ((Duly noted. Shows what I know about the american west.))
Bruce: "No clocks, no windows......they built this place so you could not keep track of time here."
Ghost Master: "This is going to end in Fire again. I just know it."
CuteBold A.: "I doubt it'll close if we take him down. People like stealin too much to quit. But hey, if we do take him down, I Bet it'll lose some customers"
Sverd: "No fire! No fire! We aren't burning down anything that could hurt people."
Naacha: "We should probably listen to Jeremiah, just sayin'. He actually knows this place."
Sverd: Sverd's frown grows deeper as Jeremiah talks. "These people don't
((FUCK))
'like' stealing, They're forced to do it to survive, plain as day. As soon as we fix this place, they'll be honest men again, I'm sure."
CuteBold A.: "What ever keeps your boat alfoat"
"Any ways, lemme think here. I think I got the name of the owner on the tip of my toung"
Bruce: "You'd be surprised. Greed lives in the hearts of all men, some are just better at ignoring it than others."
CuteBold A.: Jeremiah scratches his chin in confusion
Nobody Important (GM): ((James Frankton, at least the last time you were here. Smarmy little man.)
((He's surprisingly not a bad guy, but he does what he needs to not be in debt))
CuteBold A.: "I think it was Lil' Jamie frankton last time I was in town"
Snaps his fingers.
Bruce: (rolling to find the board that gives all the conversion rates for everything: cash, magic beads, furs, souls, etc.)
Sverd: "No. Greed is a symptom of a disease, the festering rot that lingers on these people. It is an unnatural tumor in the side of all honest men." Sverd looks wistful.
Naacha: "Well, while you two settle that, I'm gonna see what Jeremiah's up to."
Nobody Important (GM): ((Your beads are ~40$ worth of chips. Not much, but you could play a good game with it.))
Bruce: "I assure you, greed is just a natural, healthy desire run amok."
Nobody Important (GM): ((Soul is ~300$.))
CuteBold A.: ((Oh come on, a soul could be worth much more))
Nobody Important (GM): ((Not in the shadowlands.))
((It's Faciliers soon enough if you stick around too long.))
CuteBold A.: "While you two debate, I think I'll start lookin fer him"
Sverd: "Absolutely not. I'll prove you wrong, here and now! All men are honest and good at their core!" Sverd walks over to a random patron playing a slot machine and, taking one of the expensive gold coins from his pouch, hands it to him.
CuteBold A.: "Try not to sell yall's soul"
Nobody Important (GM): Knowing him, he'll probably be watching one of the dealers.
Naacha: "Oooh boy. Now we're in for it, aren't we?"
Nobody Important (GM): The man blinks for a moment, looks at the shining coin, and begins thanking Sverd profusely.
Ghost Master: Hannah facepalms again, groaning. "You have NO idea."
Nobody Important (GM): Others notice, and begin to crowd around Sverd, begging for spare change. The man with the coin runs off to the exchange table.
CuteBold A.: "No where in the dam shadowlands could that man be?"
Naacha: "This is what he warned us about. This is exactly what he warned us about."
CuteBold A.: Jeremiah looks around the first floor
Sverd: Sverd backs up from the growing crowd around him, before handing out his other two coins to the crowd and rolling for MUSIC
Sefton: (Doesn't that put him under his debt?)
Sverd:
rolling 3d6+11
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2
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4
+
5
)
+11
=
22
Nobody Important (GM): He's carefully watching one of the dealers, in a slick little suit.
((Yes, that does. Grats, Sverd. You just earned someone's soul unless they manage to win a lot on that coin.))
That's like, 500$ worth of gold because it's pure.
Sverd: ((Whoops.))
Sefton: (Guess you can't run soul-ely on good intentions, eh)
Nobody Important (GM): ((On the plus side, that means if you stick around your soul is safe, since you'll trade his soul for yours.))
Ghost Master: "Luggage, I think we need to rescue my Knight before he Cavalier-ly throws his life...and the rest of our money...away." Hannah says.
Sverd: ((Also, I handed out all three coins to the crowd before singing to pacify.))
((Would that be three souls?))
CuteBold A.: Jeremiah waltzez over to Jamie, hands in his pocket
Nobody Important (GM): ((Yes.))
Bruce: "A man needs food, water, shelter, clothing, land to live off....a little voice in his head tells him to get those things. The voice tells him to get other things he does not but enjoys, like company and and drink. It is not until that voice starts telling him to get things far, far beyond what he will ever need that it can be considered greed."
*does not need but enjoys
CuteBold A.: "Well lookie here, you seem to be doin alright."
Nobody Important (GM): It takes a moment for James to recognize you.
"Jeremiah." he says, his blank face erupting into a grin. "Never thought I'd see you in my casino again!"
"What're you doing in this... dirthole?
'
CuteBold A.: Jermiah flicks his head
"Not really my choice in the matter"
'Slim's boys got me a gig guardin a little town near the border"
Nobody Important (GM): He takes it without flinching. "Ah. One of those, huh? Come to play, or is this not a business thing?"
(What happened to Ghost?)
Ghost Master: (Crashed on me.)
CuteBold A.: ((My bad, I meant like flick my head back))
Nobody Important (GM): oh, nevermind. Ghost dropped off my list of people seen. 'pologies.
Sverd: ((Gonna reload real quick))
Naacha: Naacha simply shoots Sverd a look of slight annoyance, then walks (or waddles, I guess?) over to Jeremiah.
Nobody Important (GM): (duly noted. Retcon in progress)
"Is.. Is that a crocodile?"
CuteBold A.: "Yeah, I thinks it taken a little bit of a liken to me"
"But back to buisness"
Naacha: "He knows the place, I don't."
Sverd: Sverd smiles broadly to Bruce. "I think I've proved my point."
Nobody Important (GM): "Fair enough. Long as you don't make a mess or eat one of my girls, we're good."
CuteBold A.: "Im lookin fer a man whos just gotten himself a big ol' debt. Someone sent a whole truck ton of friends to rip up the town"
Bruce: (whisper) "Jeremiah, someone in this casino might trade souls directly to the Friends on the Other Side. Find him, and we may learn something of use against the faceless one."
Nobody Important (GM): "Ah." He sighs. "I was hoping you weren't here for that. Want to come to the back so we aren't chatting about this in front of everyone?"
CuteBold A.: "If you don't mind me takin my scalie friend as well"
Nods to the gator
Nobody Important (GM): "Eh, he can talk, if he don't eat me it don't matter."
Ghost Master: Hannah walks over to Sverd, and reaches up and grabs his ear and pulls him down so they're eye to eye. "That. Was. All. Of. Our. Money. We still need to buy a train ticket out of this place, not to mention those little things like eating and sleeping under a roof! What are we going to do now Sir Knight? Cause I can't eat tumbleweeds!"
CuteBold A.: "Duely noted."
Naacha: "Why would I eat you?"
CuteBold A.: "Now lead on."
Nobody Important (GM): "Uh. You are a crocodiliad. They're frequently known for eating people down in 'isiana."
He gestures to a wooden door, and leads you through a plain hallway to a tiny office with four chairs and a desk piled with paper.
Naacha: "Well that explains why that circus had that collar on me."
CuteBold A.: "My my, seems somebodies been doin a bit of work here, aint he?"
Sverd: Sverd pulls her hand off his ear. "Ow! That hurt! And... uh... I'll figure something out. I promise!"
Nobody Important (GM): He kicks back in his desk, papers falling to the floor and his slick hair falling back. "Enough. The higher-ups want us to expand to Brighton nearby."
"I aint sure if I should do it. I know it's work and all but it feels wrong after seeing what these people will do to keep playing."
"Still, I'm not in charge so chances are good I'll end up doing it, like it or not."
Sverd: "Anyway, you ate less than ten minutes ago! And did you see how much food that little penny bought? We'll be fiiiine."
CuteBold A.: "Well then, who might be in charge then?"
Nobody Important (GM): "Well, obviously at the top is the big ol shadowman himself, but locally the governor runs things on a grand scale. He's cooperating with Bobby Fitz, the current governor of Brighton to expand Lucky Shakes there."
"He wants me to oversee it for a bit, so I might be doing a bit of travelling in the near future."
CuteBold A.: "I see. So who'll be replacin you as the manager here/'
Bruce: (Thought here. Voodoo people seem to dress a certain way in the disneyverse. Occult plus Sensibility to locate any voodooists among the staff?)
Nobody Important (GM): He shrugs. "Probably one of his men. Donnie Walton, likely." (Go for it, bruce.)
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3+10
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5
+
4
+
3
+
2
)
+10
=
22
Nobody Important (GM): One of the servers has an interesting set of tattoos and no debt-marks on his skin.
Bingo.
He's a deceptively average-looking man besides the tattoos, though. Roughly 5'11, white with brown hair.
Want to catch his attention?
CuteBold A.: "Hmmm..."
Bruce: Not yet.
CuteBold A.: begins to smooth out his mustache.
Nobody Important (GM): "Yeah, you wouldn't know him, would ya?"
"He's gotten a lot of assistance from the higher-ups down south. Talkin' men with guns and actual training. Donnie's one of them.
Test me Persuasion+Charm or Intelligence, would ya?
Both Croc and Cowboy.
CuteBold A.:
rolling 3d6+8+3
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4
+
4
+
4
)
+8+3
=
23
Naacha: ((Charm's CHarisma here, right?))
Nobody Important (GM): Yep.
CuteBold A.: "So, I reckon if somethin were to happen to dear ol' Donnie, there might be need for a replacement?"
Nobody Important (GM): I think we should really just rename it Charm, fits the setting better than something ripped from pathfinder.
Naacha:
rolling 3d6 + 9
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5
+
4
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6
)
+9
=
24
Nobody Important (GM): "Yep, probably." He gives you a look like "please don't just kill somebody."
The phone rings.
He picks it up, listening to whoever's at the other end, eyes flicking between you two. "Alright."
Bruce: "Sverd, do you see that man there without any debt-marks? There are only two kinds of men without debt-marks in the Shadowlands: newcomers, and those who sell souls straight to the Friends on the Other Side. And I really do not think that he is a newcomer. Perhaps you and your little squaw could convince him to speak of what THEY pay for souls."
Nobody Important (GM): "Get out of here. The police are comin' for y'all, and they just told me to detain you. I'll say you were slippery buggers if you just GO."
CuteBold A.: "Gotcha."
"See you round Buddy"
Naacha: "You don't have to tell me twice!"
Nobody Important (GM): ((this session may take longer than expected, i'm sorry.))
CuteBold A.: gets up fast as lighting
Bruce: Eh, I've got nothing better to do.
Nobody Important (GM): He's pouring himself a drink while he throws the keys at you.
CuteBold A.: Croc, its time to gator out of here
Sverd: Sverd frowns slightly. "If you say so - but Hannah is not 'my little squaw'. Refer to her with the same respect as you would to anyone else here." Sverd walks over towards the server, motioning to Hannah to follow.
CuteBold A.: Jerimiah grabs the keys mid-air
"What for?"
Nobody Important (GM): "Case they lock the doors."
"Those'll get you out the front, the back, or upstairs."
"Get em back to me if you can, if not throw them in the river."
Sverd: ((Would this just be a persuasion roll?))
CuteBold A.: "Ahhh. Don't worry."
Ghost Master: Hannah follows. She's trembling with rage. "Can I swear now, Sir Knight?"
Nobody Important (GM): ((Sure. Or deceit, if you feel like that. Remember to +3 for Chivalry))
CuteBold A.: Jerimiah tosses em back
Bruce: "My mother never seemed to mind being called a squaw."
CuteBold A.: "I'd rather not stay in debt"
Nobody Important (GM): "Fair enough."
CuteBold A.: He charges out the door, guns falling into his pockets
Sverd: Sverd looks somewhat neutral. "Stay calm. I'm sure he meant nothing by it, just a slip of words. We need as many friends as we can, here."
Naacha: Naacha is dashing as quickly as he can behind Jeremiah, being that he is not exactly quick on land.
Sverd:
rolling 3d6 + 14
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3
+
6
+
6
)
+14
=
29
Nobody Important (GM): Scuttling.
CuteBold A.: 'HEY YALL, TIME TO SKEEDADDLE!"
Nobody Important (GM): That's a damn good roll.
Sverd: ((I just realized I forgot to apply my +3 chivalry to all my music rolls))
Ghost Master: Hannah rolls her eyes and mutters under her breath.
Nobody Important (GM): You've got roughly 2 minutes before Jerimiah bursts in, btw
So you're asking the voodoo guy what they pay for souls?
Sverd: ((Yep.))
Nobody Important (GM): "W-what? What about souls? I'm sorry, I must have missed that."
His eyes dart between the three of you.
"Alright, alright, yeah, I made a deal with the friends."
Naacha: "We've got no time, they're coming!"
Nobody Important (GM): "But they're everywhere, it's the only way to keep out of debt round here, to do things for em!"
"Why do you want to know?"
Ghost Master: Hannah hears the shout and then grabs Sverd. "We need to make haste, Sir Knight! Now!"
Sverd: Sverd tries to look as imposing as a platinum-blonde haired lean 20-year Norwegian can. "No excuses! I want you to explain everything about-" Sverd is cut off as Hannah drags him away.
Nobody Important (GM): ((Calm down guys, you have a minute 30 before Jeremiah and Naacha warn you.))
Bruce: "Every deal has a weakness. What weakness does the faceless man have?"
Sverd: "Wait! Hey! I'm not done!"
Ghost Master: "I don't know what's going on, but the guy who lives here just burst out of the back room saying that we needed to run!"
Nobody Important (GM): "Oh, uh." He leans into whisper to Bruce. "Um, I hear that he has to give up minutes from his life for his powers, and he only pays them back when he's drenched his hands in blood."
Sefton: (Wait, drenching his hands in blood IS the payment, or is it just a condition?)
Bruce: "Interesting."
Sverd: Sverd pulls himself from Hannah's grip and quickly walks back over to the table. "We need this information if we are to help this town, Hannah! I swear if anything comes here, I'll protect you - And all our new friends as well, I suppose."
Nobody Important (GM): (It's a conditon. He loses his time remaining on earth, and can only get it back by drastically shortening someone elses)
Ghost Master: Hannah groans. "This is Prague, all over again."
Nobody Important (GM): ((On the other hand, unlike Facilier he can trade his time for power RIGHT NOW))
Sefton: (Alright, thanks-- Ooh shiet)
Bruce: "So we keep him from killing, and he'll be more hesitant to use his powers."
Nobody Important (GM): The cowboy and the croc burst through the door, and it only takes about twenty seconds for people to start panicking and rushing for the door.
Your conversation is cut short when the server screeches and flees for the back room/
Bruce: "Time to bolt, then."
CuteBold A.: "Alright boys and gals, its time to skeedaddle!'
Sverd: Sverd makes a lunge for the man, but the server is too quick, and he turns back to the rest of the group. "What's happening? What's going on?"
Nobody Important (GM): ((Everyone's still here, right? Names keep disappearing from the bottom thingy))
Sverd: ((Same. I only have four people listed now.))
Ghost Master: ((Still here))
Sverd: ((Gonna reload real quick.))
Nobody Important (GM): ((Ghost is still here at least, so that means only Naaraa or whatever is missing))
CuteBold A.: "Big boy in grey, kick downs those doors!"
Nobody Important (GM): ((Our croc is still here, right?))
((He wouldn't just leave without tellin us?)
Sefton: (Maybe he had a DC)
Sverd: (( He might have crashed or something.))
Nobody Important (GM): ((Fair enough.))
Bruce: *unslings rifle*
Nobody Important (GM): (So you're all rushing out the doors, then?)
Sverd: Sverd unsheathes his aging, inscribed longsword. "Seriously, what's going on?"
CuteBold A.: ((at the moment, yes))
Bruce: So we all roll robustness checks to bust doors?
CuteBold A.: "Well, Mister clown with a tear away face caught wind of us"
Nobody Important (GM): Nah, just Sverd. He's kicking it down, presumably
Since the rest of yall are kinda wimpy by comparison to his ROBUSTNESS
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3+15
(
1
+
1
+
1
+
4
)
+15
=
21
(WHAT)
Bruce:
rolling 3d6+7
(
5
+
5
+
1
)
+7
=
18
Ghost Master: Hannah get behind the largest table she can find. "Prague! I knew it!"
CuteBold A.: "Perhaps it had to do with all the SINGIN!"
"Girl, ya got a gun?"
Nobody Important (GM): Regardless of Sverd's seemingly horrific luck, the door still smashes outwards with an explosion of glass and a twisting of metal.
Sverd: Sverd slams into the door, pushing his knightly figure against it. "I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I"M BREAKING DOWN THE DOOR!"
CuteBold A.: "Mr. No face caught heard us!"
Nobody Important (GM): Longsword in hand, you turn to see Gabriel being manhandled by some men in blue uniforms carrying batons and some of them carrying rifles.
There's a crowd in between you and him, though, and somehow they haven't seen you yet.
Sverd: "Unhand that man, you fiends!" Sverd yells at the top of his lungs, running at full speed into the crowd to get to the soldiers.
Athletic roll is go
Nobody Important (GM): ((these are police officers, not soldiers but yeah))
Roll Athletics+robustness to push through the crowd
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3+15
(
3
+
4
+
5
+
3
)
+15
=
27
Ghost Master: Time for the battle music. Not the Rally Cry, just a normal Music Test.
Nobody Important (GM): You shove through the crowd easily and are now standing before the six somewhat dumbfounded cops.
Ghost Master:
rolling 4d6+15
(
3
+
4
+
5
+
3
)
+15
=
30
Nobody Important (GM): Also their two, enormous dogs.
(4d6 drop lowest or 4d6k3)
That's a roll of 27, or +3 to one kind of roll of your choice -- melee or ranged?
CuteBold A.: Jerimiah unholsters his guns, and looks around for targets
Ghost Master: Melee for Sverd
Sverd: Sverd attacks the nearest policeman, intending to knock him out despite using normal swordfighting tactics in that weird way Disney characters do.
Nobody Important (GM): Alright, roll Melee and add +3
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3+22
(
2
+
4
+
6
+
2
)
+22
=
34
Nobody Important (GM): Devastating hit!
Ghost Master: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJTMnfIa740
Nobody Important (GM): The policeman is thrown bodily by your punch, spiralling through the air and collapsing with a sound like an accordion.
You've got one more action, if you want.
Bruce: Well if combat's beginning, one of those cops is about to get their ears shot off.
rolling 3d6+14
(
3
+
6
+
6
)
+14
=
29
Nobody Important (GM): Yep, y'all get surprise round.
DOUBLE STRIKE HIT
Sverd: Sverd yells "UNHAND THAT MAN AND LEAVE NOW!", rolling for persuasion at the cops.
rolling 3d6+14
(
6
+
4
+
2
)
+14
=
26
Ghost Master: Can I use my music to add to that?
Nobody Important (GM): He takes a bullet to the chest and drops, gurgling blood to himself. You just hit him so hard that you broke disney laws!
One of the cops, the one holding Gabe lets him go, drops his weapon and kneels, whimpering
Bruce: DAMMIT. I was aiming for his ear!
Sverd: Sverd turns backwards at Bruce, screaming "NO KILLING! STOP IT!"
Nobody Important (GM): The other three are staring at you dumbfounded before they draw their weapons.
If Jerimiah wants a shot, now is the time.
Bruce: "It's the only thing they respect."
CuteBold A.: "Well, looks were doing this tango
Nobody Important (GM): WB Naacha.
Naacha: ((Ugh, finally. Comp crashed.))
Bruce: WE combat now.
Nobody Important (GM): Y'all getting in a fight with the police!
Ghost Master: Do I need to keep making Music checks or does that +3 stand?
CuteBold A.: ((I take aim at the one farthest away from Sverd, lower body shot))
Nobody Important (GM): I think you need to keep making it, but your current Music check will hold till your next turn.
CuteBold A.: ((Try not to kill him. much.))
Nobody Important (GM): ((roll Ranged+Agility, then)
Naacha is up next, after Jeremiah and Bruce take their turns.
Naacha: ((Alright, lemme get my game face on!))
Ghost Master: Does Naacha get my +3 melee if he goes for the chomp?
Nobody Important (GM): Yep.
Somehow.
Brawl and Melee are the same skill for animals without opposable thumbs.
CuteBold A.: ((Do I add it to my shooting as well?))
Nobody Important (GM): ((nope. Melee only.))
Jeremiah and Cutebold, you have one more action.
Sverd: ((Side note - I'm gonna be writing so many songs after this session.))
CuteBold A.:
rolling 4d6+12+5+4
(
5
+
5
+
3
+
6
)
+12+5+4
=
40
Sefton: (You better post them in the threads)
CuteBold A.: ROLLIN TO SHOOT
Nobody Important (GM): ((I've got ideas flitting for my next session planned anyway.))
Okay, that's 37. Wow.
I'm wondering how you did that but I forgot you have 12 Agility.
Okay, direct hit to his legs.
CuteBold A.: (plus five ranged and dual pistols)
Dread Cartographer .: Hey, don't mind me I'm just here to watch
Ghost Master: I posted this earlier, but this is the type of song that Hannah is playing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJTMnfIa740
Nobody Important (GM): Non-fatal wound, should be okay if he sees a doctor but hurts like a bitch.
(Keep in mind the pistols are only +2, not +4.))
CuteBold A.: (He has two of them)
Nobody Important (GM): ((+3 and above is reserved for like, nigh magical weapons.))
((Okay, so he can shoot twice as long without reloading, the bonus doesn't stack or the best way to go would be dual wielding each time))
Sefton: (Should discuss making a trait for it later on)
Sverd: ((Bruce and Naacha need to roll))
CuteBold A.: (Kay, make it 35
Nobody Important (GM): ((Fair enough, he's down, let's get to bruce.))
Bruce: Someone's taking a bullet to the knee....
rolling 3d6+14
(
1
+
1
+
2
)
+14
=
18
Nobody Important (GM): ((it's not like you didn't just completely destroy him or anything. Hey dread))
Naacha: ((How many enemies are left standing, and are any close to me?))
Sverd: ((FIRST MISS OF THE GAME))
Nobody Important (GM): Uh, terrible roll but you hit. He's down, writhing on the ground.
Sverd: ((or not))
Nobody Important (GM): ((Defense 18 may need to go up.))
Naacha:
rolling 1d6
(
3
)
=
3
Nobody Important (GM): ((There's one cop still up and two big, angry almost wolf-dogs))
Sverd: ((Yeah, mooks should be defense 20 at least I think.))
Naacha: ((Disregard that.))
Bruce: Try intimidation on the dogs.
Nobody Important (GM): ((I think it may be literally impossible for Jeremiah to miss.))
Sverd: ((It's definitely literally impossible for me to miss.))
((We might wanna raise difficulty in general of things.))
Naacha: Naacha hisses menacingly at the dogs, hoping to drive them off.
Nobody Important (GM): ((Agreed. TN20 is good and all but people are stacking bonuses. Perhaps TN22 would be better?))
Sefton: (I think defense 22 is-- Yeah)
Nobody Important (GM): Test me Intimidate, then.
Bruce: Use robustness
You're going for physical intimidation after all
Naacha:
rolling 3d6 + 10
(
4
+
2
+
1
)
+10
=
17
Nobody Important (GM): ...
Hit.
Sefton: (What.)
Nobody Important (GM): One of the dogs goes scurrying away, fleeing into the river tail between it's legs.
CuteBold A.: ((To be fair, I did kind of build Jerimiah to be that way. I have a six in robustness and Intelligence))
Bruce: Ooooooh.....dang. Them's some low standards.
Nobody Important (GM): ((Dogs as mooks are Defense 17 but +2 on Brawl. I see that was a bad idea.)
Sefton: (Oh, alright. Shutting up now.)
Naacha: "That's right, you'd better run!"
Nobody Important (GM): ((nah, questions are good. I just did improper balancing.))
Naacha: ((Note that he does not speak Dog.))
Nobody Important (GM): ((so is he shouting that in human, or what? You still have one more action.))
Bruce: So the dog runs from the crocodile into the water.......from the crocodile.....into the water. Must not be particularly familiar with how crocodilians operate.
Sverd: ((Heroes should still be able to beat mooks like these with ease, though. It's Disney after all))
Naacha: ((Shouting that in human, yes. As for my second action, I'll roll Intimidate at the other dog. That work?))
Nobody Important (GM): ((sure))
Naacha:
rolling 3d6 + 10
(
3
+
5
+
1
)
+10
=
19
Nobody Important (GM): The other dog takes fright, which is amusing for a dog that's like, 80% wolf while it cowers impotently.
well, I guess that's the combat encounter there.
Sefton: (Just realized that it is harder to suceed on a proper singing check than it is to beat up the police)
Nobody Important (GM): Let's see, you have one surrendered cop, four wounded police and one dead one.
CuteBold A.: ((Singing takes work in a Disney movie, action? Not so much))
Bruce: Yeah, we'll have to adjust that.
Ghost Master: (I don't go for the easy stuff!)
CuteBold A.: ((Perhaps music should be Charisma+Music?))
Nobody Important (GM): Now what?
Sverd: Sverd is panting after the fight, but immediately drops to his knees and starts pushing on the one dead policeman.
Ghost Master: ((That's what I rolled.))
Nobody Important (GM): ((Music is, indeed, charm+music ATM, although you can do Sensibility if you wnant))
This cop is like, super dead.
He's got a bullet through the lung and out the other side.
He didn't suffer for that long, at least.
Sverd: "Come on! Get up!" Sverd turns to the awestruck crowd around the market. "Is ANYONE a doctor here? Does anyone know medicine? COME ON!"
CuteBold A.: Takes a deep breath, but keeps his guns pointed at the cops
Naacha: "Alright, anyone mind telling me how they got here that quickly? I thought we'd have more time to get out of here!"
Bruce: "It's too late. Even if his wounds could be treated, the Friends would not let us bring him back."
CuteBold A.: "Alright, you yella bellies. Who told you to try and surprise Jerimiah?"
I slowly approach the surrendered cops
*cop
Nobody Important (GM): "J-Jedidiah did. The chief, i mean." he blubbers.
"He's in real deep man, he got a call and we got sent out"
Gabriel is packing up his stuff and trying to get away from this, btw
CuteBold A.: "Hold it tattoo man"
Sverd: Sverd slowly rises up from next to the dead policeman, looking solemn.
Nobody Important (GM): ((Gabriel is the priest.))
Ghost Master: "Well, congratulations Sir Knight. This isn't Prague again...it's Strasbourg." She sighs. "I don't think we'll be able to get nun outfits this time." She gently pulls Sverd away from the body. "We need to focus on the upcoming problems, Sir Knight." She points at Gabriel. "I see a soul who is in need of help."
CuteBold A.: ((My bad))
Naacha: "What's a Strasbourg?"
Nobody Important (GM): ((No worries.))
CuteBold A.: "Alright, y'all are gona first off hand your guns over"
Bruce: "I think it's a place where they got someone killed someone before. Just a hunch"
Nobody Important (GM): Gabriel stops for a moment in the middle of packing up. "You've angered him now. He's gonna keep sending people and things after you till you're dead or gone. If you really want to help us, just do something about him, please."
CuteBold A.: "Then you better get to tying those wounded boys up"
And gabe"
Ghost Master: "It's a place where upset people set you on fire after Sir Knight expressed his opinions on the treatment of women. That's a Strasbourg."
CuteBold A.: "Don't you worry a thing"
Nobody Important (GM): Still sniffling, he gives you the two rifles they hand and begins cuffing his fellows.
CuteBold A.: "I've got my target."
Sverd: Sverd sighs slightly. "It's a place where people have no honor. Much like this place, it seems."
CuteBold A.: "Hey lass and Knight"
"Come over here and grab yall selves some weapons. Y'all might be needin some"
Ghost Master: "Remember what you told me, Sir Knight. Honor is silver. It matters not how tarnished that silver becomes, there is still something that shines beneath it all." She sighs and nods at Sverd. "Let's go clean up this town by cleaning No One's clock!"
Sverd: Sverd frowns. "I have all the weapons I need right here. There is a reason that I don't have a gun. All a man needs is the Sword of his house." Sverd then mumbles "Which I actually don't have."
Bruce: "Don't worry, the gun is the easiest weapon in the world to learn how to use. Just point and shoot."
Nobody Important (GM): "If he really is a knight, then he's deadlier than that blade than he is with a gun." Gabriel pipes in.
Sverd: "I have seen plenty guns before, and they were a force taking the honor of my country. I need only my blade."
((Muskets are a thing in Frozen.))
CuteBold A.: "Well, suit yer self. Injun and gabe, start rustlin up the cash around the floor. Waste not want not"
Naacha: "Guess we're in deep on this after all, huh? If it's all the same to you, I'll stick with you guys."
CuteBold A.: "You keep that money fer yourself Gabe. Sorry for draggin you into this"
Bruce: "Suit yourself. I find that my life is typically worth more than a little honor."
Sverd: Sverd perks up a little bit at his own words. "In any case, Hannah is right. We should get to work on this town, they are in dire need of help. And please, sir, keep your money- We were only doing what any man would do."
Sverd particularly looks at Bruce as he mentions the last bit.
CuteBold A.: "Hey, one last thing copper."
Nobody Important (GM): Gabriel looks around for a bit, and guiltily grabs a few dollars. "This will buy a lot of people soup. The stain on my soul isn't worth as much as that."
Naacha: "Is this gonna be a thing with those two?"
Naacha looks between Bruce and Sverd, then back at Jeremiah.
CuteBold A.: "It aint a sin to give whats been stolen back, in my book at least"
"Now, we have a date set up."
Sverd: "Only until I show him that all men's lives have worth. Like that of this man here, merely forced into bad circumstance."
Sverd looks down at the dead policeman.
Nobody Important (GM): "I'd recommend getting moving, though. Gunshots travel far in a place like here."
Ghost Master: "Don't worry about Sir Knight, Luggage." Hannah says to Naacha. "He gets this way after every time that someone dies near him." She smiles. "It's why I know I'm safe around the big dope."
CuteBold A.: "Right. Come on kids, lets get to skeedadlin"
Sverd: Sverd nods. "Gabriel is right, though. We have not time to waste here if we wish to truly help the people of this town. Let's get moving - friends."
Nobody Important (GM): It'd take a blind idiot to not navigate to the Governor's estate.
I'm not going to make you roll, but it takes a half-hour on foot.
It's about eleven o'clock, if you're interested.
CuteBold A.: ((Hold on))
"Now listen pardners. When we get inside this mans palace, we best not be splittin up"
Bruce: "Most bloodshed is pointless, 'prince'. But it's always better their blood than yours. Too often, we misjudge when comes down to their blood or our own."
Ghost Master: "This is a bit different than the convent in Strasbourg." Hannah says. "Although, I think we'll get Nun of the warm reception that we did there! And we really shouldn't make a Habit of this stuff."
Naacha: "I still don't get it."
Sverd: "ALL bloodshed is pointless, and I'm not a Prince. The only nobility in my home is our Queen and Princess." Sverd lightens his face and groans again at Hannah's pun, forgetting his petty arguments for a second.
CuteBold A.: "Well, I figure we have two places to go"
He takes off his hat and wipes the sweat off his head
"We can head down to the sheriffs
OR, we can go run up to the governor's like its halloween"
"Perhaps the Sheriff might have somethin we ought to know"
Naacha: "Which one's less likely to get us killed?"
CuteBold A.: "Hmmmm, well were in pretty deep cow dung"
Bruce: "Tell me then, he who acts like a prince: has anyone ever tried to put a hole in your skull because they didn't like who your parent were?"
Ghost Master: "Sherrif's in debt to No One, we end No One's debts, Sherrif will probably be willing to give us 'Not Getting Shot' privileges." Hannah nods. "I like having those privileges."
CuteBold A.: "True, true"
Sverd: Sverd stumbles across his words a bit. "Ye-N-May-Nnnn."
Nobody Important (GM): ((That's a good point, Hannah.))
((Everyone round here who has a debt ultimately owes it to Facilier or to No One))
Sverd: Sverd turns to Hannah and nods. "That's a great idea. We can show the Sherriff of the righetousness of our cause, and we'll have found another new ally!" Sverd confidently walks off in a random direction.
Naacha: "Well, that works. So, way I see it, I'd rather keep my hide *on* my body. Jeremiah, you know where this 'sherrif' guy is, right?"
Sefton: (I can't help but remember the whole Odysseus tricking the cyclops when I read his name)
Ghost Master: "The Sherrif's is the OTHER WAY Sir Knight." Hannah says with a groan.
Nobody Important (GM): ((It's part of the reference, yeah))
CuteBold A.: "uh, actually'
Sverd: Sverd turns directly around. "Yeah, of course!"
Nobody Important (GM): ((A shame nobody played dumb when someone said that no one was the governnor))
CuteBold A.: "Its that big ol' brick"
"Well, lets get to ah goin"
Nobody Important (GM): The eyesore of a concrete block is, in fact, the police station.
Naacha: "Huh. They didn't spend much time on this thing, did they?"
Nobody Important (GM): It's ugly but your guess is that it would survive a direct hit from an Atlantean tank.
CuteBold A.: "Well, after a series of escapes made via TNT and cows pulling bars and walls down, things were made much more sturdier"
Bruce: "It happens to me about two or three times a year, four times if I get unlucky. It seems foolish to me. All men are brothers are regardless of the hue of their hides; we all bleed red when you cut us open. I hope to make the world see it my way, but if I weren't willing to spill another man's blood for my own life, I'd never get the chance."
Ghost Master: "Well it DOES say 'Imposing Authority' in a heartbreaking totalitarian kind of way." Hannah nods. "You have to give it that."
Bruce: "Still, I'd expect it to have a few spikes or skulls. Nothing says imposing like spikes and skulls."
Naacha: "Eh, I guess. So, are we going in now or waiting for something?"
Naacha flicks his tail back and forth idly.
CuteBold A.: "Spikes would look rather nice.....Hmmm...Well, theres two ways we can do this."
He raises two fingers to signify
Nobody Important (GM): ((the door is plain and made of iron, by the way))
CuteBold A.: "I go in and talk him out OR we try and huff and puff and blow his door down"
Sverd: ((Let's end the argument here because we're doing something else, maybe pick it up later, don't wanna distract from blowing things up))
Nobody Important (GM): ((Yeah, while in-character let's hurry things along))
Sefton: (Blowing things up tends to solve any arguments, in any case)
Ghost Master: "Sir Knight is going to just walk up and knock." Hannah says. She looks at Naacha. "Just watch, Luggage. It's what he does."
Naacha: "Alright, you go ahead."
Sverd: "Let's just go in and talk with the man. He'll surely listen to the honesty of our cause." Sverd walks up to the ugly brick of station and knocks on the door politely.
Bruce: (Yeah, just needed to get that last word in)
Nobody Important (GM): It's about ten seconds before someone opens the door.
Ghost Master: Hannah makes a 'ta da' gesture.
CuteBold A.: "Well, alright then. Knight in shining, your with me, Injun, lass and gator, you stay out here"
Nobody Important (GM): They're a small and thin man who immediately panics upon seeing you.
Sverd: Sverd is about to kick down the door and has raised his foot when someone opens it. "Oh, uh, hello there. Where's the sherif- HEY, WAIT!"
Nobody Important (GM): He doesn't close the door though, he just drops to the ground, begging for mercy.
Bruce: "I told you it was the only thing they respected."
Nobody Important (GM): ((they're just small-town cops and occasional bullies. Not exactly tough guys.)
CuteBold A.: "Hello there Jebadiah"
Sverd: "I'm not here to hurt you, friend. It's fine, we just want to talk. I swear I'll keep the rest away from you." Sverd blocks off the rest of the group with his body.
"Now, just, uh, where's the sheriff?"
Nobody Important (GM): "H-h-he's in his office, last door at the end of the hall"
"There're three other guys in here but none of us have weapons, sir"
CuteBold A.: Jeremiah tips his hat to the man
"Come on knight in silver"
Sverd: Sverd nods happily. "Thanks!" Sverd then carefully pushes around the man, careful to not push him over, going into the station proper and walking to the end of the hall.
Sverd motions for the rest of the group to follow.
CuteBold A.: He lowers his hand to his holster, and grabs onto his gun, just in case
Ghost Master: Hannah follows after Sir Knight.
Nobody Important (GM): ((I'm going to assume for expedience that yall are following him))
Bruce: yeah
Naacha: ((Correct.))
Nobody Important (GM): You open the last door, and a man looks up from his papers at you. He's... wide, and looks a bit out of shape, so pretty much every police chief ever. Notably, his body is entirely black, like his entire skin is debt-marks.
If he could, he'd go as pale as a ghost.
Sverd: Sverd meekly says "H-hi."
Nobody Important (GM): "It's you! But the boys went after you!"
CuteBold A.: "You think yer bullies were gona stop us?"
Ghost Master: Hannah pushes past Sverd and starts scolding the Sherrif. I'm trying to Intimidate.
Nobody Important (GM): With Charm? Make your roll.
Ghost Master: I'm taking the 'Be ashamed and remember your mother' route.
rolling 4d6k3+12
(
1
+
3
+
4
+
5
)
+12
=
24
Nobody Important (GM): Good hit on his pride.
He looks suitably ashamed, rubbing his arms.
"W-ell, yeah, I know I shouldn't have sent them after you guys, but No One said I had to, or he'd come to collect my debts right now. I'm sure you can see" he says, waving his pure black arms "that I'm in real deep to him."
"He don't like you trying to help these people, he's evil he is, he wants everyone to suffer and fall deeper and deeper into their debts. But you gotta keep working with him or you get taken out for good!"
Naacha: "What in the world did you ask him for, anyway?"
Bruce: (I presume that they've got some ammo lying around. If so, I'm loading up the old bandoliers at their expense.)
Sverd: Sverd pushes to the front of the group and loudly yells "YES! So, you'll help us convince No One of how wrong this all is, right? You see how evil everything around here is? I knew you were good at heart!"
Nobody Important (GM): He looks at Naacha with confused then tired eyes. "Early on it was the usual stuff. You know, money, power, status, respect. Later on it was stuff so I could pay back my debt by using it." (Bruce: Go ahead. You get ~40 bullets, if it matters)
He hesitates. "If I go with you, he'll just take my soul right then and there. I can't."
CuteBold A.: "Hmm, good point"
Nobody Important (GM): Jedidiah locks eyes with Sverd. "Some people are born with pure evil in their hearts -- the urge to own others. You can't bargain with them, or reason with them."
"That's No One. "
CuteBold A.: "Now what about your boys?"
Nobody Important (GM): "Which ones? The ones I sent out or the ones in here?"
CuteBold A.: "Ones here. They in debt to No one?"
Nobody Important (GM): "Yeah, but not as deep as I am. Pretty much everyone is."
"It's that greed that every man's got that gets you."
Ghost Master: "What...what if you give it to someone else first. As a loan." Hannah says. "If someone else owns your soul, then No One can't cash it in, right?"
Sverd: Sverd returns Jedidiah's gaze, ice-blue eyes looking intently. "I refuse to believe that. There are only those so corrupted that they cannot listen. But all men, every single one, has a fire in their heart that no force can put out."
Nobody Important (GM): ((Hannah, test me Occult to see if that's even possible.))
Naacha: "Here we go again..."
Bruce: "Who's to say that the fire brings goodness with it, Kemosabe?"
Nobody Important (GM): "Not all fire is good." He stares blankly at the wall.
Sverd: "It's a METAPHOR."
Nobody Important (GM): "So was that."
Sefton: (And someday they meet the Firebird, and those words come back)
Sverd: ((rollpls))
Nobody Important (GM): ((okay, someone roll me Occult+Intellgience))
(Intelligence*))
Bruce: "In any event, I think we can trust them not to shoot us, if only for lack of bullets."
Sverd: ((I think ghost crashed.))
Bruce:
rolling 3d6+7
(
1
+
3
+
4
)
+7
=
15
Nobody Important (GM): He looks distraught at his bullets adorning your bandolier.
You think that while something like that could be POSSIBLE, it's highly unlikely given the amount you'd need to loan him.
Sverd: ((my bad))
Ghost Master: (Sorry, crash)
Nobody Important (GM): ((no worries))
Ghost Master:
rolling 3d6+8
(
6
+
1
+
6
)
+8
=
21
CuteBold A.: "Well, if thats the case"
Nobody Important (GM): Possible, but the amount you'd need to loan him is insane.
Do you have a bridge to sell him?
Sverd: ((I have the title to some land in Arrendelle.))
((Worth a couple pennies.))
Nobody Important (GM): ((That's true, if you're willing to give it to this guy.)))
Sverd: ((Only if there was a guarantee of return.))
"Would such a thing even be possible, Hannah? How could we do that?"
Nobody Important (GM): ((You're not a good enough barterer to know that. Probably best not to.))
Naacha: "Okay, so you can't come with us. It looks like we're going to face him down anyway, so besides the whole no face thing, what do we need to know? Can we get in unnoticed?"
Ghost Master: Hannah frowns and bites her lip...and then she brightens. "What if...what if it wasn't sold but won?"
Bruce: "Maybe there's a moat with alligators in it. You could go ask them not to eat us while we swim across."
Nobody Important (GM): Jedidiah looks pensive for a moment. "Well, there's a lot of side windows you could sneak in. Not sure how *you'd* get in there, but it'd get you past the guards in front.
Sverd: Sverd stands up straighter. "Winning things is great! What am I supposed to be winning?"
Nobody Important (GM): "He keeps at least two guards near him at all times, though."
CuteBold A.: "Hmmm..."
"Any thing about his powers? Any flaws or weaknesses?"
Ghost Master: Could we 'win' the Sherrif's soul, and keep it safe, and then when the danger is over he can 'win' it back from us?
Nobody Important (GM): "Oh, that's easy. He can make himself better at pretty much... everything, but not for long."
"Or, I could stay here where he can't give my soul to his Friends for a little extra power. "
Naacha: "How long, and what's it cost him?
Nobody Important (GM): "If he don't give someone else's soul after a bit they'll eat at him.
CuteBold A.: "Thats true...but I doubt he can stop a bullet, can he?"
Nobody Important (GM): "I saw it once -- he took too long, and they took his face. All gone. He wears a mask to cover it though, real disturbing without it."
"Don't underestimate the Friends, Jeremiah. They'll get you good. As for how long; I dunno, half a minute, tops."
Naacha: "Half a minute, eh? So if we can make him run out of whatever he's up to, then strike before he has time to get more..."
Nobody Important (GM): "They'll get him good.
Sverd: "Do you think you would make a better mayor-lord, Sheriff? As the protector of this town, I can only imagine that you'd be honored to serve it as the full and just guardian once we take this fiend down."
Nobody Important (GM): "Well, I'd love to do that for a bit but sooner or later either Slim's boys or a man from down south is going to come and claim it.
He sighs.
"But at least they can't be as bad as No One."
CuteBold A.: "Don't worry bout slim"
"If we pull this off, I might have enough respect to keep him off yah"
Nobody Important (GM): "Well that'd be a damn relief, we get enough bandits round these parts as it is."
Ghost Master: "This can be the start." Hannah says. "This could be a chance to make things better...to be better...or at least to not smell like a French sewer."
CuteBold A.: Jerimiah turns back to the part
*party
Naacha: "Alright, then. Let's do this!"
Sverd: Sverd jumps onto the desk. "THEN IT IS DECIDED! WE SHALL MAKE THIS PLACE A BETTER PLACE STARTING FROM THE TOP! WITH ME!"
CuteBold A.: Well this leaves us two options
Sverd: ((Is there a window nearby?))
CuteBold A.: "Hey, Jebadiah, you have explosives/'
Ghost Master: "Not the window again!"
CuteBold A.: *?
Sverd: Sverd leaps out the window.
rolling 4d6k3 +15
(
1
+
3
+
1
+
4
)
+15
=
23
Nobody Important (GM): ((it's a concrete box. There's no windows.))
Sverd: ((Goddamit.))
Nobody Important (GM): Sverd tries to heroically leap through the window.
Bruce: "Slim's not bad. He's a greedy, conniving, backstabbing [insert Sioux insult here], but so are all politicians, and he doesn't care what happens to you after you're dead."
Nobody Important (GM): There's a funny sound like all your bones collapsing at once, but you're okay.
Ghost Master: "I told you this wasn't like Prague!" Hannah barks.
Nobody Important (GM): "and no, we're a police station, why would we have explosives?"
CuteBold A.: "Well, can't hurt to ask"
Sverd: Sverd groans on the floor. "Why didn't- Aggh, anyone tell me there were no windows?"
Sefton: (A fully armoured CHIVALROUS knight that jumps out of the window
Why doesn't this guy have his own movie yet?)
Nobody Important (GM): "Best of luck out there, Jeremiah. Also, I'm surprised you couldn't see that there weren't any..)
CuteBold A.: "Seems like its about time we get to headin off now- Have any horses? Or big dogs?"
Bruce: "That's not the sort of thing most people need to be told."
Nobody Important (GM): "We got horses in the stable, if you're interested."
Ghost Master: "Because we assumed you had a brain in your head instead of a frozen lump of stupid!"
CuteBold A.: "Better to get there faster than slower. We'll borrow em.'
Nobody Important (GM): ((Y'all heading off to the manor on horses, then?))
Bruce: Yep.
Nobody Important (GM): ((going to the front door or a side window or what?))
CuteBold A.: ((Now i've got you saying Y'all. But yeah))
Ghost Master: "But it's my fault, really." She helps Sir Knight up to his feet. "I keep forgetting that you and sparrows have the same attention span. Now come on, let's going the others. I think horses are involved."
Sefton: (I'm off, guys. This has been awesome so far, by the way. Hope the rest of the game is as good as it has been so far. G'night everybody)
Sverd: "There's always supposed to - OW, MY RIBS, - be a window behind the desk..." Sverd gets up with suprising speed from his collision with the wall, helped up my Hannah, to follow the rest of the group.
Nobody Important (GM): How is Naacha going to do this?
Ghost Master: "Also, Sir Knight? If No One has any money in his house? That's going to be our Vanquish Fee...and we're NOT arguing about it, or I'm going to make YOU eat a tumbleweed!"
Naacha: ((Is the route near the river? If so, he could swim alongside them.))
Nobody Important (GM): Anyone speak horse?
Bruce: Yes, actually.
Nobody Important (GM): How surprising.
CuteBold A.: ((Does he have the Ride Em perk?))
Sverd: "That's - But- That's taking - Agh, it's useless. I can't argue against you." Sverd moves to the rest of the group and mounts a horse.
Nobody Important (GM): Well, you can convince the horses to carry him on their back if you want, but you'll be a bit slower to keep up with them.
Bruce: Any checks or what?
Nobody Important (GM): Test Sensibility+Persuade
Or Charisma+persuade, either one.
CuteBold A.: [[O
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3+13
(
5
+
2
+
4
+
1
)
+13
=
24
Sverd:
rolling 3d6+ 14
(
1
+
2
+
2
)
+14
=
19
Naacha: "So, uh, that there... some kinda weird-color zebra? I dunno. Looks pretty scared, though."
CuteBold A.: (ill roll)
Nobody Important (GM): That's good enough.
Sverd: ((wait I shouldn't have rolled there))
Bruce: "This a horse. My understanding is that a zebra is a kind of horse."
Nobody Important (GM): They're a bit worried, but with a bit of help Bruce managed to get them to carry Naacha on their back.
The sad thing is that this is not the most ridiculous thing we've done so far.
Naacha: "Well, this is new."
Ghost Master: "You liking it, Luggage?"
Sverd: ((Timelapse is go))
Naacha: "That remains to be seen."
Nobody Important (GM): It takes you ~15 minutes to ride to the estate around the side.
There's about a two minute window if you want to sneak inside.
However, the window is locked. Anyone have Mechanics to jimmy it open?
Sverd: ((Is it big enough to jump through?))
CuteBold A.: "Alright, before we go in"
"We need some base rules"
Nobody Important (GM): ((theoretically, but that'd be loud.))
CuteBold A.: "Number one, stick together"
Nobody Important (GM): ((of course, if you want to wing it...))
Sverd: Sverd curls his body up and jumps through the window.
Nobody Important (GM): CRASH
CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3+15
(
5
+
1
+
6
+
1
)
+15
=
27
CuteBold A.: "Number two, don't trust any one that isn't us-"
Ghost Master: "Oh no...SVE-DON..."
Nobody Important (GM): Well, you're in.
Bruce: "No patience, eh Kemosabe?"
Nobody Important (GM): But that was loud.
Also, you can hear footsteps from the front.
Naacha: "...oh my word, he just jumped in."
Sverd: Sverd draws his heraldic longsword. "WITH ME, FRIENDS!"
Bruce: Yeah, I'm going to be sneaking about, hiding behind corners just to compensate.
CuteBold A.: Puts his hands on his revolvers
"Better go in after him!"
Bruce: *unholster rifle*
Naacha: If a crocodile can facepalm, Naacha just did. At least he's not averse to climbing in the window.
CuteBold A.: He un-holsters his guns and leaps in after
Ghost Master: "Need help getting in, Luggage?" Hannah asks. (Does Naacha need help to get in?)
CuteBold A.: "You fellas sneak round!"
Nobody Important (GM): (kinda. He can make it halfway up but then it's a bit of a struggle)
Bruce: I think I'll help him in then.
Sverd: ((What's it look like inside?))
Ghost Master: "I'm not leaving Sir Knight! He'll get killed without me! Come on Luggage!" Hannah pushes Naacha the rest of the way in. Then climbs into the window.
Nobody Important (GM): Sverd and Jeremiah, you turn a corner into four soldiers kneeling for rank fire.
Jeremiah, you can take one action right now due to Quick Draw.
then you're getting shot.
Sverd: Sverd charges at the soldiers, shouting back at Hannah "NONESENSE! I'd be fine!" Rolling for athlethic first
Nobody Important (GM): You're being ambushed.
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3+15
(
1
+
1
+
1
+
1
)
+15
=
18
CuteBold A.: Are there any sources of light?
Nobody Important (GM): They get to take their shots
Sverd: (WHAAAT)
Nobody Important (GM): but you faceplant anyway.
Bruce: "You know what would be great right now? One of those newfangled grenades......"
Nobody Important (GM): ((that was incredible, by the way))
Ghost Master: ((Priceless))
Nobody Important (GM): ((take your shot, Jeremiah)
CuteBold A.: ((Whats the main source of light in this area?))
Sverd: Sverd trips immediately after shouting about how he would be fine, falling flat on his face and scrambling to get up again. "I-I'm fine!"
Nobody Important (GM): ((sunlight.))
((It's a coloniel-style mcmansion
Bruce: That was a one in 6^4 chance....that's 1/1296!
Nobody Important (GM): ((very open, but deeper inside you'd bet there's some kind of electric lighting))
Naacha: "Okay, I get that I'm ten feet long, but I can't be THAT heavy! "
Bruce: So am I in yet, just hiding behind a wall?
Nobody Important (GM): Yep.
You can hear the gunshots when they open fire.
Take one shot right now, Jeremiah.
CuteBold A.: I attempt to shoot the guns out of the their hands by rechiotting the bullets
Nobody Important (GM): Okay.
CuteBold A.: Does that count for the Charge of the Light Brigade perk?
Nobody Important (GM): Sure.
It's pretty damn unlikely.
Ghost Master: "Ugh, by the Sleeping Princess and the Seven...every. Single. TIME!" Hannah mutters as she gets her lyre out to play.
CuteBold A.: Okay thats agillity for guns right?
Nobody Important (GM): Yep.
Almost always.
CuteBold A.: Do i count in "I shot the sheriff" as well?
Nobody Important (GM): Yes.
They are law enforcement, technically.
CuteBold A.:
rolling 4d6+5+12+4+3
(
5
+
4
+
3
+
4
)
+5+12+4+3
=
40
Nobody Important (GM): Well.
CuteBold A.: oh, add in 2 as well
for my pistol
Nobody Important (GM): Okay, the gun flies out of his hand and smashes him in the face.
That's....
Heroic.
CuteBold A.: so its 39
Nobody Important (GM): Remember that you can roll 4d6k3 to drop the lowest.
He falls to the ground, holding his likely broken nose.
Okay, retaliation time.
3 shots at Sverd because he was around the corner first.
rolling 3d6+10
(
6
+
6
+
5
)
+10
=
27
Roll Prevent harm.
Nobody Important (GM): ((here comes da pain))
Bruce: Ooh, looks like I might get to use my Protector Power
Nobody Important (GM): Seems likely.
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3+15
(
2
+
1
+
3
+
6
)
+15
=
26
fug
Nobody Important (GM): Well, his luck was pretty damn good.
Take a strike.
Second shot:
rolling 3d6+10
(
6
+
5
+
5
)
+10
=
26
Sverd: 3 strikes right now.
Nobody Important (GM): Jesus.
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3+15
(
2
+
3
+
6
+
2
)
+15
=
26
Nobody Important (GM): Uh.
CuteBold A.: Oh no
Nobody Important (GM): We never decided what a tie was, did we.
Sverd: It's a miss.
I think.
Nobody Important (GM): Most games put it in favor of the attacker, though.
Sverd: Oh, I usually play defender advantage.
Nobody Important (GM): Hm.
I'll put it to a vote.
Miss or hit on a tie?
Naacha: ((Maybe flip a coin?))
Nobody Important (GM): Sure, let's do that
1 is hit, 2 is miss.
rolling 1d2
(
1
)
=
1
Hit.
Sverd: unluckiest man alive
Nobody Important (GM): Take a strike.
Third shot:
rolling 3d6+10
(
6
+
5
+
2
)
+10
=
23
Sverd:
rolling 4d6k3
(
5
+
1
+
4
+
6
)
=
15
Nobody Important (GM): Je-sus.
Sverd: +115
+ 15
Nobody Important (GM): Well, you survive that one.
Sverd: = 30
Nobody Important (GM): It pings off your plate armor.
Now, only players get two actions a round.
Players and villains.
So I guess it's Cute and Sverd's turn.
Ghost Master: I think the first two pinged off plate armor to serve as 'strikes' the third one just missed.
Nobody Important (GM): True.
Bruce: So if he charges into melee, can I still get the Protector bonus with shooting?
Nobody Important (GM): You'll need to hammer out those bullet proofs later.
Sverd: Sverd stumbles back down from the shots at him, but manages to stand back up, gritting his teeth against the two shots that hit him.
Rolling for athletic first to close the gap.
rolling 4d6k3+15
(
2
+
3
+
3
+
2
)
+15
=
23
Nobody Important (GM): You don't need to do that, i think
You just kind of... walk it.
You're not far from them.
You're in a building, remember.
Sverd: Oh, I thought they were still pretty far away.
Nobody Important (GM): Yes, bruce, you can.
Nah, plus you move a number of meters equal to your robustness+agility-5 for plate armor.
They're ~10 meters away.
Sverd: Sverd raises his longsword, and with a heroic battle cry of "I'D BE FIIIIIIIINE", slices at the frontmost shooter.
rolling 4d6k3+22
(
3
+
2
+
4
+
4
)
+22
=
33
Nobody Important (GM): Okay.
He dead, jim.
Sverd: He knocked out.
Sverd doesn't kill.
Nobody Important (GM): Fair enough
You landed two strikes, though.
Bruce: 22? How on earth does it stack up to 22?
Ghost Master: Broke his gun too.
Nobody Important (GM): The apparently blunt longsword clangs across his head.
His gun spontaneously disassembled itself when you hit him.
Bits go everywhere.
Sverd: 11 Robust + 6 melee + 2 weapon + 3 bonuses
Ghost Master: Sverd, the only knight who goes into battle with an intentionally blunted sword.
Nobody Important (GM): Well, 11 in your main stat does give you massive bonuses.
Plus it's not like disney heroes ever have real trouble with mooks.
Sverd: And 6 points in Melee.
Bruce: True, true, but where's the 3 bonus come from?
Nobody Important (GM): +2 from NOMW?
But they haven't tried to hurt the innocent except by a pretty big stretch.
Sverd: Oh, wait, I thought that Hannah had already sung for benefits. Make that 30.
The +2 is from my weapon.
Nobody Important (GM): That's still a clean hit.
You've got one more action.
Sverd: Sverd moves cleanly from one strike to the next, moving to take out the second man in the firing line in a graceful motion.
rolling 4d6k3+19
(
3
+
4
+
6
+
6
)
+19
=
35
Nobody Important (GM): Solid hit!
The gun flips up into his hands and you punch him in the face. He goes down.
Ghost Master: (Out of curiosity, how did you determine initiative?)
Nobody Important (GM): ((We never made a rule for it, so i'm going by agility.))
((then letting people finish all their actions at once because it's confusing otherwise))
One left, and it's up to Jeremiah.
((That'd be you, cutebold))
CuteBold A.:
rolling 4d6+2+3+5+12
(
3
+
3
+
5
+
3
)
+2+3+5+12
=
36
Sverd: =33
Nobody Important (GM): -3 makes a solid hit.
He's down, gun shattered in his hands.
Out cold.
Naacha and Bruce, you can see a firing line of soldiers setting up, three of them.
Bruce: First stealth to make sure they don't realize I'm here, then a shooting attack.
Nobody Important (GM): You're behind them at the moment, and they haven't seen you. They're trying to flank Sverd+Jeremiah.
Bruce:
rolling 3d6+11
(
6
+
4
+
3
)
+11
=
24
rolling 3d6+14
(
5
+
6
+
1
)
+14
=
26
Nobody Important (GM): The bullet grazes his ear, and he falls to the ground screaming.
the next one hits him in the helmet, knocking him out cold.
Naacha, there's one left.
It's all up to you.
Naacha: Time to charge! Here goes my Brawl!
Nobody Important (GM): +2 for Beast, remember!
(medium sized beast, anyway)
Naacha: ((Brawl + Bonus + Robustness, right?))
Nobody Important (GM): Yep.
You could make an argument for agility if you wanted.
That is, trying to outmaneuver them rather than just crushing them.
Naacha: Nah, this is a straight headbutt.
Nobody Important (GM): Go for it.
Naacha:
rolling 3d6 +
(
2
+
5
+
4
)
=
11
((I did not do that correctly.))
Bruce: Yeah, you got some bonuses to add to that.
Naacha: ((Swear I can't figure out the bonus field.))
((It all comes to +15, I wager?))
Nobody Important (GM): ((How? it's literally just 3d6+x
Sverd: "/roll 3d6+bonus
Nobody Important (GM): Yep, +15.
Bruce: yeah 26 should take him down
Nobody Important (GM): +10 for robust, +3 for skill, +2 for Beast
You scuttle over to him and give him a scaly headbutt.
Naacha: ((There we go!))
Nobody Important (GM): He flies into the wall, comedic ally knocking down a few pictures.
comedically*
why on earth would it separate those.
He's out cold.
Well, that's it for the guards outside the building then.
About ten seconds of senseless violence.
CuteBold A.: "Well"
Sverd: Sverd grunts and clutches at his chestplate. "Ow."
Naacha: "Aaaand now they know we're here. This is gonna suck, isn't it?"
Ghost Master: Outside? I thought we were inside the building via Inverse-Defenestration.
CuteBold A.: "That went better than expected.You okay knight in silver?"
Nobody Important (GM): You were.
So were they.
Then they went inside.
Ghost Master: "Yes, it is Luggage. Yes, it is."
Sverd: Sverd smiles widely and nods. "Yeah, I'm great! Let's keep going." Sverd winces a little as he starts moving forward, though.
Ghost Master: "Come here, Sir Knight. I'll see what I can do." Hannah says.
Sverd: "Wh-what are you talking about? I'm fine."
Ghost Master: I want to use my Craft to help fix his armor to try and regain him a strike.
Nobody Important (GM): Sure, go for it.
CuteBold A.: "That won't due. Injun and lass, help him out. Gator, were going hunting for a Clown with a tare away
Nobody Important (GM): It'll take you what, a minute?
Sverd: 5
that's the rule
CuteBold A.: Face"
Nobody Important (GM): You are kind of limited on time, though.
Ghost Master:
rolling 3d6+11
(
4
+
4
+
3
)
+11
=
22
Nobody Important (GM): Yeah, five minutes is way too much time. It'd work otherwise, though.
Unless you want to stand there, pulling at his armor for five minutes after you shot up the BBEG's house.
CuteBold A.: ((Naacha and I go hunting for him, while they stay back and heal him up))
Naacha: "Could he get here in a flash, then be gone without a trace? If not, we can still track him down."
Nobody Important (GM): ((Okay. Bruce coming with you?))
Bruce: I think you just need to freshen him up a bit.
Bruce is going.
CuteBold A.: You need to stay with the night
*Knight
Nobody Important (GM): Well, while you guys figure out what's what, I'll type this up.
CuteBold A.: "If I don't come back, only you and Sverd are our only chances of beating him, and we gotta keep the pressure up"
Bruce: He seems fine. Besides, we test play out that 'fulfill an ideal to get a strike back' thing.
Nobody Important (GM): The house is strangely silent, and much more spacious than you'd expect for a building of this size. What's more confusing is the oddly lifelike portraits of people on the walls, hundreds of them. You've seen a few people you recognize from the town, and there's writing in the margins of the portrait if you care to look.
Naacha: "H-hey, you don't think those are..."
CuteBold A.: "The town people's debts?"
Nobody Important (GM): Good guess.
Yes, they're the debts.
((or maybe it's because I'm not a very imaginative writer. So it goes.))
What are you going to do?
(test me Occult+Sensibility, Naacha and Jeremiah. Bruce, too)
Ghost Master: "You know, if you want to stop getting shot at, we're going to have to go back home." Hannah says with a smile as she carefully fixes Sverd's armor. "You're an old man in a new world." She smirks. "Too bad most of the old world wants to see us dead as well. Ah, if I could only fix the dent in your brain, Sir Knight."
Naacha:
rolling 3d6+8
(
1
+
4
+
4
)
+8
=
17
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3+10
(
6
+
6
+
5
+
3
)
+10
=
27
Nobody Important (GM): Naacha: Nothin'.
Bruce: EXCELLENT
CuteBold A.:
rolling 3d6+8
(
3
+
1
+
3
)
+8
=
15
Nobody Important (GM): Bruce: You're pretty sure if you destroy/burn these, with no record of debts almost all their debts but their soul-debt will be erased.
Bruce: "We must burn every portrait in this house to free the souls of this town from the faceless man. We might as well burn the whole mansion while we're at it."
Sverd: Sverd smiles handsomely. "Going home is the general idea, yes. I suppose we're both old men in a new world. To be honest, this entire place has astounded and confused be from the beginning. Despite all the horrors I've seen here, it's... interesting, to be sure. I'm certain we made the right choice to come here. Now, if you're finished banging at my armor, we have a town to save, yes?" Sverd's eyes twinkle slightly as he gets up and begins to move in the direction of the rest of the group.
Naacha: "With us in it? Not likely, Bruce. Will it work of we smash 'em?"
Nobody Important (GM): (you've been healed one strike by Hannah's craftswomanship)
Bruce: "So long as no record of the debts exist, the facelss man will be unable to cash in his debts."
Sverd: (( 3 Strikes total, now. I'm running to catch up the rest of the group.))
CuteBold A.: "Alright then. But first, we hunt down this faceless man."
"We can't let him get away so easily"
Nobody Important (GM): Sverd and Hannah catch up to you in about a minute.
You enter a large room -- larger than the entire house.
Ghost Master: "If you call me and 'old man' again, Sir Knight," Hannah mumbles as she follows. "You'll have ANOTHER dent in your head."
Nobody Important (GM): Out of the windows in the sky you can see... something.
You decide to look away from it. Darkness that black is not natural.
Naacha: "I don't think I want to know what that is."
Ghost Master: "What's with all the portraits? I don't see No One as a family man."
Nobody Important (GM): Paintings are piled up and line the walls, likely a record of every single person of this Population; 100,000 city.
Sverd: Sverd chuckles a little. "Hey, you started it. I think I'm younger than you, anyway." The smile drops from his face as he catches up to the rest of the group and sees the spectacle.
CuteBold A.: Jerimiah whistles loudly, mimicking the sound of falling
Bruce: "The faceless man exerts his power as we speak.....we must destroy the portraits to deny him his power!"
Nobody Important (GM): A man stands in the center of the room, two guards next to him.
He faces away from you, but the guards are watching you with rifles carefully held but not aimed.
Ghost Master: "Wait? No more pictures, no more debts...and HI!"
Naacha: "You don't happen to mean him right there, do you?"
Nobody Important (GM): He does something with his hands and turns towards you.
"You are making this more trouble than it's worth."
A porcelain parody of a face is on top of his, it's features twisted in disgust. The eyes are painted on but you can still feel them pierce your soul.
"Now, let's get to the conclusion of this farce so I can go back to ruling MY TOWN."
Sverd: Sverd draws his unmaintained sword and points it at the man and his two guards. "It is worth the world if we save one soul! Surrender now, or we shall make you!"
Nobody Important (GM): "I think not. Friends! I have a proposition for you!"
A multicolored whirlpool appears in the center of the room, and a deep booming voice fills the air.
"Speak."
"Give me the power to ruin them, and I will give you the souls of half this city!"
CuteBold A.: "Im not your friend, pal'
Sverd: Sverd seems about to charge, but stops when the whirlpool appears, hesitant.
Nobody Important (GM): There is a ponderous moment where everyone who is not No One waits with bated breath.
"Agreed."
"Do not fail us."
No One ripples with power, and the porcelain mask shatters, revealing his lack of a face. A revolver is pulled out of some...where, loaded already. "Have at you then!"
Jeremiah is first.
Naacha: "Hey, you guys... you can hold him down, right? There's five of us and only three of them."
CuteBold A.: I pull my guns, and fire shots at the Man
No wait
yeah
Him
Nobody Important (GM): Multicolored energy crackles along his suddenly muscled body.
Sverd: "No, reptile. There I see only two men, and one disease."
Nobody Important (GM): The nice suit is barely containing him.
CuteBold A.:
rolling 4d6+5+12+2+3
(
1
+
2
+
6
+
5
)
+5+12+2+3
=
36
Bruce: Yeah.......what do I have at my disposal to start a big fire with?
CuteBold A.: ((I forget, since i have two guns, do I shoot twice?))
Nobody Important (GM): Guns, and gunpowder.
Likely some whiskey.
Sverd: ((Sverd will lose his shit trying to put it out if you start a fire.))
Nobody Important (GM): ((Nah, you just get one shot with each gun. We don't really have dual wield rules ATM)
((Remember that you have two actions.))
Bruce: (Well I hope Sverd didn't need his shit for anything)
CuteBold A.: Then, I shoot at one of his guards
rolling 4d6+5+12+2+3
(
4
+
3
+
3
+
1
)
+5+12+2+3
=
33
Nobody Important (GM): Blam! Guard one seizes up when the bullet goes into his shoulder.
He falls over, but is dragged screaming into a suddenly summoned whirlpol.
whirlpool*
Ghost Master: ((Hannah is just WAITING to start ranting about how there's a Fire...AGAIN.))
Nobody Important (GM): "You have failed us."
Naacha: "What in the? They're still here?"
Nobody Important (GM): (( a new whirlpool opened behind him, not the same one))
No One is up.
After Cutebold takes his next attack.
Ghost Master: "They're watching! Probably keeping track of No One's clock!"
Naacha: ((I know, but does Naacha know that?))
Nobody Important (GM): ((Nope.))
Jeremiah, whenever you're ready.
CuteBold A.: Shoot the other Guard
rolling 4d6+5+12+2+3
(
3
+
2
+
3
+
5
)
+5+12+2+3
=
35
Nobody Important (GM): Down. Gun explodes in his hands and he stumbles back into a miraculously appeared portal.
"Weak."
Bruce: (So, let me check if my interpretation is correct....if we can burn over half of the portaits, he can't can't claim the souls of half the town and will thus be devoured by his Friends)
Nobody Important (GM): ((Probably. Should work, anyway.))
Sverd: ((Isn't it No One's turn))
Naacha: ((I presume we oughta brace ourselves for No One's attack?))
Nobody Important (GM): Yep.
(COVER YOUR BUTTHOLES.)
(To GM) rolling 1d6
(
5
)
=
5
Nobody Important (GM): Hannah, roll Prevent Harm.
Ghost Master: Agility or Robustness?
Nobody Important (GM): Your choice.
Bruce: Whichever's better
Nobody Important (GM): ((It's almost always your choice))
Ghost Master:
rolling 3d6+8
(
6
+
1
+
1
)
+8
=
16
Nobody Important (GM): Okay.
Bruce: Oh that's not good.
Nobody Important (GM):
rolling 3d6+10+4+5
(
5
+
2
+
1
)
+10+4+5
=
27
(10 for agility, 4 for I'll Take You All On!, 5 for Ranged)
Sverd: This is what happens when you target the support
Nobody Important (GM): Two strikes to Hannah.
(To GM) rolling 1d6
(
5
)
=
5
Nobody Important (GM): Uh oh.
Hannah, test Prevent Harm again.
rolling 3d6+19
(
6
+
6
+
1
)
+19
=
32
Naacha: "HANNAH!"
Ghost Master: I can't beat that.
Sverd: WHY EVEN ROLL
\
Nobody Important (GM): Damn.
Apologies.
Ghost Master: S'alright. Happens.
Nobody Important (GM): Hannah is down on the ground, gripping at a wound in her arm.
No One laughs, a low, hollow sound.
Ghost Master: Hey, I'm not down. I've just lost all three strikes...right?
Nobody Important (GM): Wait, that's truel.
Sverd: Yeah, you're just disabled.
Nobody Important (GM): You're down to your last strike. One more and you're defeated.
Sverd: Totally unable to do anything is knocked out, broken down or ded
Ghost Master: So he shot at me?
Nobody Important (GM): Yep.
Whoever is at 9 agility is up next.
Sverd: "HANNAH! YOU MONSTER!" Sverd shouts as he runs towards No One.
Ghost Master: Hannah is pressed against the wall, three bullet holes are smoking, right next to her body. Millimeters away.
Naacha: ((9 over here, too.))
Sverd: ((That's me.))
Bruce: He beat the shit out of the loveable plucky singing heroine? Truly a monster!
Nobody Important (GM): Naacha first then, unless you're gonna wait for Sverd.
Sverd: ((We're both 9.))
Naacha: ((I'll wait for him.))
Nobody Important (GM): ((I know, i'm going alphabetically))
Sverd is up.
Sverd: ((M>N))
rolling 4d6k3+21
(
1
+
6
+
1
+
1
)
+21
=
29
Nobody Important (GM):
rolling 3d6+14
(
6
+
4
+
6
)
+14
=
30
Dodge.
Sverd: Sverd leaps into the air as he runs, slicing at No One in a very different way to the careful, precise motions he took when fighting the other soldiers, usually the edge of the sword.
Nobody Important (GM): No One dodges backwards in an almost carefree motion
Like he isn't really trying.
((You still get another attack, and he likely won't be that lucky.))
Sverd: Sverd lands on his feet as No One moves to the side, then pushes his blade backwards into the abomination.
rolling 4d6k3+21
(
5
+
5
+
3
+
6
)
+21
=
37
Nobody Important (GM):
rolling 3d6+14
(
3
+
1
+
5
)
+14
=
23
Unfortunately
His luck has run out.
Two strikes as the blade lops off his arm.
He screams, an unearthly sound, then laughs as it pops back into existence after a moment.
Sverd: "DIE, BEAST! NO ONE HURTS MY FRIENDS, AND YOU WON'T TAKE ANOTHER SOUL AS LONG AS I HAVE MINE!"
Nobody Important (GM): Naacha is up.
Ghost Master: I see a mass of shadow swarming up from his stump and then dissipating revealing a new arm.
Nobody Important (GM): That probably works better than my description.
Naacha: "That's a nice neck you've got there! It'd be a shame if something happened to it!"
Burning a will point. Let's charge and Death Roll.
Nobody Important (GM): Go for it.
Charge adds +2, remember to add Brawl to it.
rolling 3d6+10
(
3
+
5
+
6
)
+10
=
24
((charge is for beasts, btw))
Naacha:
rolling 3d6+3+10+2
(
6
+
2
+
4
)
+3+10+2
=
27
Nobody Important (GM): He twists awkwardly in the air as Naacha grabs hold of his torso in his powerful jaws.
With a wet "crunch", Naacha slams him into the ground.
Two strikes.
One more action, but it's irrelevant, because he's defeated.
The paintings all come to life, leering multicolored faces staring at him.
"I just need a little more power! I can pay it all back! Just a bit... more... power!"
CuteBold A.: ((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aTqHbiE0vl800
Nobody Important (GM): They speak in unison, laughing and singing their response. "You got what you wanted."
Ghost Master: (Beat me to it, skip to 0:30)
Nobody Important (GM): ((Fuck it, we're going all in on the ham.))
"Are you ready?"
Bruce: I'm starting to think that boss characters way more strikes.
Sverd: ((PCs in general are just too powerful.))
Nobody Important (GM): No One screams when the shadow-things pull him free of Naacha's jaws, and you can still hear his unearthly screaming as he is dragged into the whirlpool.
Sverd: ((Raising the difficulty of combat significantly is something we should do))
Nobody Important (GM): ((It's a thought. We'll discuss it once you finish. You still have some paintings to burn.))
The room is silent.
CuteBold A.: "You know, I would say that nobody cared about hi, but that be untrue. No one did."
*him
Nobody Important (GM): You'll probably need therapy after that.
Bruce: I was counting on having to burn the paintings to defeat him.
Nobody Important (GM): Yeah, I misplotted how difficult combat would be.
Sverd: "And don't think you are safe either, demons! I'll take you one day!"
Nobody Important (GM): Combat monsters are really hard to avoid.
CuteBold A.: Yeah
Nobody Important (GM): The things smile and laugh as they wave goodby to Sverd.
"Be seeing you soon!"
Naacha: "Well, that takes care of that, eh? Let's deal with those things on the wall. They're startin' to creep me out..."
CuteBold A.: ((Lets discuss after we are done))
Ghost Master: Hannah, with shaky legs, comes up and grabs Sverd's ear. "DON'T. TAUNT. THE DEMONS!"
Sverd: Sverd angrily yells something about fire before moving over to Hannah and taking hold of her from the back. "Are you alright? How hurt are you?"
CuteBold A.: "Question: How in hades are we gona all these gosh darned pictures down?"
Nobody Important (GM): Fire is an option.
In fact, fire is nearly always an option.
Naacha: "I've got an idea! If we shake the walls, they'll all fall, right?"
Ghost Master: "I'm...I'm fine." She holds up her lyre. There's a bullet embedded in it. "Jerk owes me a new instrument...where's his money box, or treasure room, or vault?"
Nobody Important (GM): There's a desk on the other side of the room if you're willing to search it
Ghost Master: Hannah's all over that.
CuteBold A.: Did No One drop his revolver?
Nobody Important (GM): Well. There's a lot of... interesting paperwork, but you're a bit more interested in the pile of money in the bottom left drawer.
Yep, it's still lying there on the ground.
He dropped it when Naacha got a good grip on 'im.
Sverd: Sverd puts his hand over the pile of money. "We can't take this. It belongs to the Sheriff now, as the new lord of the town."
Nobody Important (GM): There's about $4,000 dollars here in assorted currencies.
Ghost Master: "Can't I get some for a new instrument? And dinner? And our train ticket out of this place?"
CuteBold A.: Jeremiah goes and picks up the fallen pistol
Nobody Important (GM): It''s a fairly nice pearl-handled revolver.
Sverd: Sverd ponders for a couple seconds. "If the Sheriff sees fit to give us some, we can accept it. In this case ONLY."
Nobody Important (GM): Nothing innately magical, as far as you know.
CuteBold A.: Jeremiah shrugs, twirls the pistol and holsters it
Ghost Master: She sighs and rolls her eyes. "Fine...so...gather up all the paintings in a pile and burn then?"
CuteBold A.: He then walks over to the desk and looks through the assorted papers
Nobody Important (GM): These are mostly boring paperwork, but probably worth a bit to the right people.
James'd like the expenses report, and Slick's boys would like the rest -- it would let them set easier trade with Virginia and Atlantis.
Sverd: Sverd nods. "But I'm not letting you do any work before you heal up. I forbid it. The rest of us will take down the paintings - maybe Bruce can take a look, if he knows anything about healing."
Naacha: "Hey guys, get ready for those paintings!"
Naacha rams against the nearest wall.
Nobody Important (GM): ((this should be good.))
Sverd: Sverd calls out to Bruce, motioning for him to come look at Hannah.
Nobody Important (GM): Paintings fall off the wall, priceless canvases falling and shattering against the ground.
Well, it was quicker than just piling them up at least.
CuteBold A.: I pack up the papers and stuff them in my bag
Naacha: "Toldja I'd get 'em!"
Ghost Master: "I'm fine, dummy!" Hannah says. "Just...I'm not going to be...running, or following you through any more windows."
Bruce: What's healing, just science plus sensibility or intellect?
CuteBold A.: "Yeah, Shining knight"
"Next time think with your head, not your helmet'
He taps his own head and makes a clinking sound
Bruce: Sorry for disappearing there, but my connection has this habit of crapping out whenever I go on roll20
Nobody Important (GM): It happens mate.
Sverd: "You'll be following me through a lot more windows from here! That means all of you. We'll just fix you right as snow and you'll be fine. I promise."
Nobody Important (GM): Science +intellect/sensibility depending on what kind of healing
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3+10
(
6
+
1
+
4
+
1
)
+10
=
21
Nobody Important (GM): Are you doing straight western medicine? then +intellect. Sort of witchcrafty injun stuff? Sensibility.
That's one strike healed.
So, Naacha has gotten most of the paintings down off the walls, and the ones that aren't are broken on the ground.
What's next?
Bruce: I presume I have a horn full of powder,
Nobody Important (GM): 'course.
Most pistols nowadays wouldn't require it but you're from far enough west it's a distinct possibility you'd need it. What are you going to do with it
Bruce: Spread it across the paintings and deliver a good line:
Nobody Important (GM): Would you lot prefer I just call it here? we've run significantly over.
CuteBold A.: Lets end it with a bang
Sverd: I think we're good here.
Just burn everything first.
Nobody Important (GM): Powder explosion+whiskey fire?
Bruce: "Do you think fire is good, he who acts like a prince? I think it is destruction, plain and simple. But we can agree today; right now destruction is good."
Sverd: roll for righteous flame
Nobody Important (GM): Test me Craft, someone.
Ghost Master: I've got it.
Bruce:
rolling 4d6k3+10
(
5
+
3
+
1
+
4
)
+10
=
22
Ghost Master:
rolling 3d6+11
(
2
+
3
+
2
)
+11
=
18
Nobody Important (GM): Well, it's not a masterpiece of engineering or anything
Bruce: *dramatically throw lit match upon the gunpowdered portraits*
CuteBold A.: "If you don't destroy something, nothing can't ever get done. Thats just how the world works"
Nobody Important (GM): But the fuse you've set gives you enough time to get out of the building before the atrium collapses and sets the rest of the building on fire
Sverd: "Life can come from destruction. I value the worth of any human above a painting. We are saving good men here, not killing them."
Nobody Important (GM): Shadows rise up out of the shantytown after you hear the explosion shake the area, and you can visibly see people being freed from their debt.
Ghost Master: Hannah turns to Sverd and holds up a finger to his face. "I TOLD YOU that this would end in fire. AGAIN."
Nobody Important (GM): Regardless of your motivations, you have done a Good Thing today
CuteBold A.: "Well..I Suppose we can't stop now, can we"
Sverd: "RIGHTEOUS fire. A good fire." Sverd has a broad, idiotic smile across his face.
CuteBold A.: "I guess you can say....'
he pulls out a cigarette and lights it up
"The fire rises"
Nobody Important (GM): ((suitably cheesy.))
This is the point where I'd hand out lessons per player.
Sverd: For an Alpha, this is remarkably solid. We just need to re-balane.
Balance.
CuteBold A.: Yeawh
Nobody Important (GM): 6 for Sverd, 5 for Naacha, 4 for Bruce, 5 for Hannah, 5 for Jeremiah.
Sverd: noice
Ghost Master: Sweet.
Naacha: Yo-ho!
Nobody Important (GM): not that it really matters, since this is likely a one-off.
Still, the system kind of works.
We just need to change the balance curve.
CuteBold A.: Yeah
Sverd: Yeah. I was really hoping to use my HONORABLE COMBAT ability against No One if he had attacked anyone else.
But he died too quick.
Nobody Important (GM): Some things I noticed: It's really easy for people to hit TN20 in their primary skill, but actually difficult in their others.
Ghost Master: There should be a better initiative system too.
Sverd: Yeah, we should refine that.
CuteBold A.: Work on making encounters more challenging. But, then again, most villains RARELY ever fight fairly
Nobody Important (GM): Combat monsters are almost overpoweringly strong, we need an initiative system, we need to decide on attackers priority or defenders priority
Villains are going to need at least 6 strikes, more depending on party sizes.
Sverd: More than that, I'd say.
Nobody Important (GM): I'd like to ask for your opinions on the system and on this adventure/my GM skills.
Sverd: A king should have at LEAST 15 strikes.
Ghost Master: Solid.
Sverd: You're a damn fine GM. I'd really like to play an actual campaign under you at some point.
Ghost Master: Ditto
CuteBold A.: The adventure was pretty fun, and I greatly enjoyed it. Rolling for combat was kinda easy, but got progressively harder
But yeah
Naacha: I enjoyed this, as well as the company of each of you fine folk.
CuteBold A.: 10/10, would play a campaign with
Bruce: likewise
Sverd: Yeah, I agree. This was a solid party with a solid GM and a solid system.
Nobody Important (GM): Well, we'll see. My AdEva game is coming to an end in ~8 sessions, so my schedule'd open up then.
Ghost Master: I wish Hannah was faster, so she could actually support.
Nobody Important (GM): Combat in general just went very, very quickly.
We didn't have a single encounter that lasted more than a round.
Ghost Master: But, that's what the Initiative stuff will be for.
Sverd: Also, we should put a bit more emphasis on music.
Nobody Important (GM): Seriously.
CuteBold A.: Yeah
Sverd: We should just make mooks harder to hit and harder to kill.
And bosses a lot harder.
Nobody Important (GM): I'd say bumping Defense to 22 would make it less 'cannot fail' and more 'easy to hit'.
CuteBold A.: Buff to enemies, make fights a little harder, make Music much easier
Nobody Important (GM): Give each of them a strike?
Ghost Master: Sounds good
Nobody Important (GM): That would require two hits or a devastating hit from a combat monster.
Sverd: No, a regular, shitty faceless mook should have 1 strike.
A strong mook 2.
Nobody Important (GM): Well, as it stands regular mooks have no strikes
they fold as soon as they're hit.
CuteBold A.: Yeah, the two actions should kinda work out well
Make every upper mook fight like Non One
except a little less dramatic
Sverd: Or rather, no strikes. Mooks shouldn't be able to resist a hit of any kind unless they're good, but they should be harder to hit.
Actually having trouble defeating mooks isn't disney, but missing them is
y/n
Nobody Important (GM): I'd agree with that.
I'm gonna pastebin this and throw it on /DVV/.