So as the five teenagers move closer the the fog, the small figure of a goblin nearly fades away just as (insert number of people entering the fog here) much larger shadowy figures form in the mist.. looming up over the goblin and approaching young adults.
Darastrix stays where he is with his bag of meat, also offering to hold onto anyone else's that decided to go into town/fog. Ma wouldn't be happy if she found out they were getting in to trouble again, regardless of who was at fault. The lizardfolk preferring to avoid unnecessary risk verse reward confrontations.
Vruk had silently nodded with his hand covered over his mouth. "Better idea. We step in. And on my signal, Darwin gets rid of fog. Then, they get scare seeing you and me suddenly in front of them and run away."Vruuk claps his hands and nods eagerly at the plan. And unless stopped by either Ash, he'll lead the walk into the fog with a happy smile on his big, silly mug.
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"So Vruk we are goin' tan their hides?"Pokim says. He thinks deeply - you can almost see the gears whirring - and continues "you not answer question what is filth-blood? Pokim wash his hands real careful like, as Pa says, so he not filth-blood!"
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DM - Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond DM - Four bards walk into a bar... Cracitus Tibicen (Tibi) - Aarokocra - Rogue [Swashbuckler] / Fighter [Battlemaster]
"Shuuush. We're just gonna surprise'm a bit, 'nd scare'm off with a look. Tho' if they fix'n to fight after -- Then we tan their hides." Vruuk stopped to explain. "'nd... stop use'n that word, 'less you fix'n to get your hide tanned as well. 'cause don't think I won't tell ma you been say'n bad words." Vruuk warns.
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"Vruk but yuh still not tell Pok'im what filth-blood means?" Pok'im says as he thinks a bit and then says "Pok'im got it now, Vruk not know what filth-blood means"as he snickers to himself "Vruk not know, Vruk not know!
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DM - Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond DM - Four bards walk into a bar... Cracitus Tibicen (Tibi) - Aarokocra - Rogue [Swashbuckler] / Fighter [Battlemaster]
(I figured I would wait to see what Kulsee and Ash do, but right now I am picturing a small shadowy figure standing in the middle of the mist flanked by two hulking shadow figures... none of you can see the bullies because you are blinded by the fog but you are also super intimidating at the moment lol. They can also hear back and forth between the two bugbears but that has not made they seem any less scary.
Darastrix is standing in the middle of the road just outside the town gate eating handfuls of meat from his sack.
Ash was willing to walk around town with Pokem but I am not sure what he is doing now.)
so the shadowy figures are your brother bugbear and sister goblin. Kulsee went to see who was getting bullied when she was spotted and Darastrix dropped a fog cloud on her. After that the two bugbear entered the fog in the hope of protecting her and the other kid being bullied after the bullies yelled at Kulsee and are now moving to "get" her.
Darastrix after dropping the fog cloud had decided not to intervene because he doesn't want to get in trouble and is eating some sweet meat in the street
Ash goes to the edge of the fog sighs then plunges in headlong to find his siblings. "Vruk, Pok, Kul," Ash calls out, "we really need to get going," he adds. "Whoever is coming to harm we are here to help," he adds. "Those doing harm...don't make me tell my mother," he exclaims next moving until he's free of fog following the sounds of the whimpering child.
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Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
As the six teenagers watch the fog cloud, another large shadowy figure appears before the large centaur emerges from the fog. Ash finds himself nearly surrounded by half a dozen muscular men with the leader standing over a heavy set boy with a flat upturned nose. His face is bloodied and there are streaks on his face where the tears have ran through the dirt covering him.
"Holy crap guys! I think there must be some kind of filth-blood invasion" The red-haired leader will say. "You all better get out of hear and mind your own business before I get my pa!" he will say as he reaches for a club on his belt and spits in the dirt near the boy on the ground.
"You all better get out of here and mind your own business before I get my pa!" the red haired leader will say as he reaches for a club on his belt and spits in the dirt near the boy on the ground.
This guy might be big but Pok’im is bigger. Initiative Roll 6 Knowing that he will get into trouble with Ma if he uses a weapon, Pok’im elects to grapple the redhaired fellow (Grapple Roll 13). As he grapples the bloke, Pok’im says “Ma say that filth-blood is a bad word! She would tan Pok’im’s hide if he say it, perhaps Pok’im should tan yuh hide as he picks up the fellow and holds him at least three feet off the ground."
Not exactly the numbers I was looking for. Pok'im has a reach of 10 feet so he should be easily able to grapple this bloke
OOC: uh how did they go from teenage bullies to 'muscular men'....
(They are muscular teenagers GEEZ! i got tired of typing teenagers and wanted to use another word :P. Think highschool football players.. they are young but just as big and muscular as most adult men. )
Darastrix is able to easily sneak up to the the wall surrounding the town. pressing his head against the wooden timbers, he is able to see the teenagers as well as ash emerge from the fog cloud.
Despite his great height, Vruuk was anything but intimidating. The frown he wore, for instance, was more a cheerful smile. That is, so long as noone minded the fangs. The "frown" falters seeing one of the teenagers go for a club in his belt. Before he can say anything though, Poke'im was on the move. "Oh dear. Uh... Now yaw'll calm yerselfs fer Brother Man here gets really riled up, aight? Yaw'll can go tell on yer Ma and Pa's if'n ya won't. Be ya can't go around beat'n up on folks."
"You all better get out of here and mind your own business before I get my pa!" the red haired leader will say as he reaches for a club on his belt and spits in the dirt near the boy on the ground.
This guy might be big but Pok’im is bigger. Initiative Roll 6 Knowing that he will get into trouble with Ma if he uses a weapon, Pok’im elects to grapple the redhaired fellow (Grapple Roll 13). As he grapples the bloke, Pok’im says “Ma say that filth-blood is a bad word! She would tan Pok’im’s hide if he say it, perhaps Pok’im should tan yuh hide as he picks up the fellow and holds him at least three feet off the ground."
Not exactly the numbers I was looking for. Pok'im has a reach of 10 feet so he should be easily able to grapple this bloke
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As the group of boys focus on the centaur in front of them, Pok'im barrels out of the fog trailing mist behind him as he attempts to grapple the ringleader as his five slightly smaller henchmen take a small step backwards in shock.
Red haired boy strength check! 20
As the bugbear barrels towards him he goes to take a step backwards and trips on his own feet, falling on his back as the Pok'im grabs him by the ankle and lifts him up into the air above his head so that the upsidown teenager is at eye level with him. The hot steaming breath from the bugbear blowing in his face and filling his nostrils with the smell of pancakes....
The five other children start to scatter after a second large hairy figure emerges from the fog. Upon seeing the second bugbear the already frightened boy will start to cry. "nonono don't hurt me! Yes I will calm down...I am sorry! I didn't mean it.. we were only playing... " He will say dangling from one leg, now holding both of his hands clasped together begging to be set free.
(Anyone in the fog is heavily obscured and blinded)
So as the five teenagers move closer the the fog, the small figure of a goblin nearly fades away just as (insert number of people entering the fog here) much larger shadowy figures form in the mist.. looming up over the goblin and approaching young adults.
Darastrix stays where he is with his bag of meat, also offering to hold onto anyone else's that decided to go into town/fog. Ma wouldn't be happy if she found out they were getting in to trouble again, regardless of who was at fault. The lizardfolk preferring to avoid unnecessary risk verse reward confrontations.
Vruk had silently nodded with his hand covered over his mouth. "Better idea. We step in. And on my signal, Darwin gets rid of fog. Then, they get scare seeing you and me suddenly in front of them and run away." Vruuk claps his hands and nods eagerly at the plan. And unless stopped by either Ash, he'll lead the walk into the fog with a happy smile on his big, silly mug.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"So Vruk we are goin' tan their hides?" Pokim says. He thinks deeply - you can almost see the gears whirring - and continues "you not answer question what is filth-blood? Pokim wash his hands real careful like, as Pa says, so he not filth-blood!"
DM - Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond
DM - Four bards walk into a bar...
Cracitus Tibicen (Tibi) - Aarokocra - Rogue [Swashbuckler] / Fighter [Battlemaster]
"Shuuush. We're just gonna surprise'm a bit, 'nd scare'm off with a look. Tho' if they fix'n to fight after -- Then we tan their hides." Vruuk stopped to explain. "'nd... stop use'n that word, 'less you fix'n to get your hide tanned as well. 'cause don't think I won't tell ma you been say'n bad words." Vruuk warns.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
(Waits to see what Kulsee does)
"Vruk but yuh still not tell Pok'im what filth-blood means?" Pok'im says as he thinks a bit and then says "Pok'im got it now, Vruk not know what filth-blood means" as he snickers to himself "Vruk not know, Vruk not know!
DM - Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond
DM - Four bards walk into a bar...
Cracitus Tibicen (Tibi) - Aarokocra - Rogue [Swashbuckler] / Fighter [Battlemaster]
(I figured I would wait to see what Kulsee and Ash do, but right now I am picturing a small shadowy figure standing in the middle of the mist flanked by two hulking shadow figures... none of you can see the bullies because you are blinded by the fog but you are also super intimidating at the moment lol. They can also hear back and forth between the two bugbears but that has not made they seem any less scary.
Darastrix is standing in the middle of the road just outside the town gate eating handfuls of meat from his sack.
Ash was willing to walk around town with Pokem but I am not sure what he is doing now.)
OOC: Obscuring fog, shadowy figures and the kids bullying the other kids or in addition to the bullies?
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
so the shadowy figures are your brother bugbear and sister goblin. Kulsee went to see who was getting bullied when she was spotted and Darastrix dropped a fog cloud on her. After that the two bugbear entered the fog in the hope of protecting her and the other kid being bullied after the bullies yelled at Kulsee and are now moving to "get" her.
Darastrix after dropping the fog cloud had decided not to intervene because he doesn't want to get in trouble and is eating some sweet meat in the street
OOC: Gotcha!
Ash goes to the edge of the fog sighs then plunges in headlong to find his siblings. "Vruk, Pok, Kul," Ash calls out, "we really need to get going," he adds. "Whoever is coming to harm we are here to help," he adds. "Those doing harm...don't make me tell my mother," he exclaims next moving until he's free of fog following the sounds of the whimpering child.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
As the six teenagers watch the fog cloud, another large shadowy figure appears before the large centaur emerges from the fog. Ash finds himself nearly surrounded by half a dozen muscular men with the leader standing over a heavy set boy with a flat upturned nose. His face is bloodied and there are streaks on his face where the tears have ran through the dirt covering him.
"Holy crap guys! I think there must be some kind of filth-blood invasion" The red-haired leader will say. "You all better get out of hear and mind your own business before I get my pa!" he will say as he reaches for a club on his belt and spits in the dirt near the boy on the ground.
OOC: uh how did they go from teenage bullies to 'muscular men'....
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
All alone and enjoying the sack o meat, Darastrix would move toward the planks surrounding the city to take a peek.
Stealth: 20
This guy might be big but Pok’im is bigger. Initiative Roll 6 Knowing that he will get into trouble with Ma if he uses a weapon, Pok’im elects to grapple the redhaired fellow (Grapple Roll 13). As he grapples the bloke, Pok’im says “Ma say that filth-blood is a bad word! She would tan Pok’im’s hide if he say it, perhaps Pok’im should tan yuh hide as he picks up the fellow and holds him at least three feet off the ground."
Not exactly the numbers I was looking for. Pok'im has a reach of 10 feet so he should be easily able to grapple this bloke
DM - Storm King's Thunder - The Gods Respond
DM - Four bards walk into a bar...
Cracitus Tibicen (Tibi) - Aarokocra - Rogue [Swashbuckler] / Fighter [Battlemaster]
(They are muscular teenagers GEEZ! i got tired of typing teenagers and wanted to use another word :P. Think highschool football players.. they are young but just as big and muscular as most adult men. )
Darastrix is able to easily sneak up to the the wall surrounding the town. pressing his head against the wooden timbers, he is able to see the teenagers as well as ash emerge from the fog cloud.
Initiative: 15.
Persuasion: 4
Despite his great height, Vruuk was anything but intimidating. The frown he wore, for instance, was more a cheerful smile. That is, so long as noone minded the fangs. The "frown" falters seeing one of the teenagers go for a club in his belt. Before he can say anything though, Poke'im was on the move. "Oh dear. Uh... Now yaw'll calm yerselfs fer Brother Man here gets really riled up, aight? Yaw'll can go tell on yer Ma and Pa's if'n ya won't. Be ya can't go around beat'n up on folks."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
(Yeah didn't see that post lol!)
As the group of boys focus on the centaur in front of them, Pok'im barrels out of the fog trailing mist behind him as he attempts to grapple the ringleader as his five slightly smaller henchmen take a small step backwards in shock.
Red haired boy strength check! 20
As the bugbear barrels towards him he goes to take a step backwards and trips on his own feet, falling on his back as the Pok'im grabs him by the ankle and lifts him up into the air above his head so that the upsidown teenager is at eye level with him. The hot steaming breath from the bugbear blowing in his face and filling his nostrils with the smell of pancakes....
The five other children start to scatter after a second large hairy figure emerges from the fog. Upon seeing the second bugbear the already frightened boy will start to cry. "nonono don't hurt me! Yes I will calm down...I am sorry! I didn't mean it.. we were only playing... " He will say dangling from one leg, now holding both of his hands clasped together begging to be set free.