D.O.R.K. leads Golemogote off to the left hand side and then the party all make their way with varying degrees of success down through the left hand trees. Have I got this right? If so I need Stealth rolls from Devin and Toruun.
(@Grant: Once Dork had left Golem off to the side, she herself is going straight down the middle of the path, following the tracks. Vark and Beedo are sneaking and advancing on the left side for sure. With Ebonitus and Lukian not far behind by the looks of it. And with that in mind, thanks to PoWT, Vark's and Beedo's check becomes 28 and 32 respectively.)
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D.O.R.K. estimates it will take the rest of the party approximately three (3) minutes to move stealthily the 200 odd feet through the woods and brush to the rockpile that he can see at the end of the canyon. He therefore gives them about a 2 minute headstart before setting off down the path. When he gets to a distance of about 50 feet from the rockpile two figures stand up. They are dressed in plate armour and hold javelins in their hands. D.O.R.K. recognise them as Orogs - a particularly fierce and ferocious sub-race of Orc.
One of them yells out "oy tin man what youse doing 'ere? Dis is private property! Now make like a shepherd and get da flick outa 'ere!'As the Orog starts talking, D.O.R.K. hears the crack of a branch being stood on but it would appear the Orogs have not heard anything. The other Orog says "Bill ya fool dats 'get the flock outa 'ere!"
"Tin woman." D.O.R.K yelled back all but immediately, puffing out her chest. An effect made all the more comical by her small frame of overzealous nature. "'n I'd be just as well outta ya collective hair, if'n ya answer me this honestly. That being about an old man you and yours might've incidently absconded with in the recent days. Wouldn't happen to know anything 'bout that now, would'ja? O' or such matters to be handled after a contest of some sort, assumin' ya have the balls fer such."She adds in her master's tone and turn of phrases.
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"Tin woman." D.O.R.K yelled back all but immediately, puffing out her chest. An effect made all the more comical by her small frame of overzealous nature.
The Orog's laugh uproariously at D.O.R.K.'s attempts to demonstrate her feminine attributes. "Hey Bill I reckon mine are bigger than hers"one Orog says to another as he puffs out his chest. "Reckon you're right Ben"the other Orog replies. He turns to D.O.R.K. "we ain't gunna play no games wit ya cos da boss would rip our 'ead's off. Sides don't know nuttin bout an old man so get the flick outta 'ere!"
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D.O.R.K deflates almost immediately in the face of such laughter. If not for the subroutines responsible keeping side objectives in mind, she may have walked away on that note, playing absently at the feather in her cap. So, as painful as it was, she tried to get a read on the Orog's to see if they were telling the truth.
"Hmph! Well maybe you don't know nuttin 'cause ya weren't on duty at the time. But maybe one of ya go ask'n a bit 'round to be sure. Justa humor me, 'nd maybe yerself if'n ya finds the one that done it. Good excuse to go upside their head, or string'em up fer the boss to have at, yah?" She suggests. "'sides, it ain't like I can overpower even one of ya on yer lonesome... Or can't one of ya so much as even take a tinkle without the other watch'n ya?"
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"You... You... Ya Lazy-..." She loudly groans and stomps her foot. Which those closest to Beedo and Vark will notice that the ready an arrow and javelin respectively at some unspoken signal. If asked, only Beedo starts to reply, only to get a hushing glance from Vark.
"Fine then! If you lot ain't budge'n, then let me go in and talk to'em my darn self! Or is that against the rules too? Also, have you ****ers been mess'n with the roads a ways back, or is that some other Orcs blood ***** willows shecanneery?"
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"Fine then! If you lot ain't budge'n, then let me go in and talk to'em my darn self! D.O.R.K. responds
Bill looks at D.O.R.K. in surprise "youse really wanna talk to the Boss and Secon' Boss. They be scary dudes. Me and Ben try not to talk to them unless we 'ave too!"
If a construct could look incredulous, D.O.R.K would certainly have the look on her face. Instead, she folded across her bump, and canted her head to the side.... until a thought hits her, prompting her to immediately stand up straight. "Hold it right there. I think I'm start'n to get the picture... yoru Bosses wouldn't happen to be like extremely tall even compared to you guys, very stinky, and most importantly, happen to be attached to the same body, would they?"
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"Hold it right there. I think I'm start'n to get the picture... yoru Bosses wouldn't happen to be like extremely tall even compared to you guys, very stinky, and most importantly, happen to be attached to the same body, would they?"" Dork asks
"'tached to the same body - wot like they got two 'eads? Nah that aint the bosses but big boss is bigger dan us. Aint dat right Bill" Ben responds. "Yeah and cranky dan a bear with his goolies caught in a briar patch too" Bill responds.
D.O.R.K pantomimes breathing a sigh of relief. "Well that's good! I'd feel bad fer ya if'n ya had to work for one of them sons of a dogs! Their terrible folk, just terrible folk."She crosses her arms, and shakes her head. "... But.. this boss of yers... Waitwaiwait! Ya say'n he's bigger than even ya? Sheesh la-wheeze! Ain't there a bunch of ya in there already? That can't be too comfortable. Or are ya gonna tell me only you two and the Bosses are all that big inside, 'nd the rest of the Orcs are scrawny as freak'n gnomes."
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Or are ya gonna tell me only you two and the Bosses are all that big inside, 'nd the rest of the Orcs are scrawny as freak'n gnomes."
"Nah theres lotsa us"Ben looks to Bill "'ow many dus ya reckon?""Dunno - lets see?"Bill says holding up one hand he starts counting on his fingers "deres 'Appy, Doc, Grumpy, Bazza, Sleepy, "and swapping hands he finishes with "Sneezy and Dopey! Noome wotsa noome?" he then asks.
D.O.R.K lets out a long whistle. "Dat's a whole lot less then I thought.... O', and gnomes are like you, 'cause their made out fleshy bits. But waaaay, waaaay, waaaay smaller. Like, they barely even reach past my knees, and I'm short!" She replied with far too much pride in her voice. "Pretty smart tho'. Like to play tricks on people as well. I can draw one fer you fellas later, buuuut first! One last question, and then I'll be outta ya'll here, okay? Wait!"
She taps symbol a few times, before snapping her fingers. "So, two things. Just the two.... So, ya'll boss, see'n as ya'll boss is mean, what would say to some folk get'n rid of'em? And secondly, without dem bosses around, would ya'll stop raiding the road?"
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"Pretty smart tho'. Like to play tricks on people as well." D.O.R.K. describes
"Yous mean deys like those runty, sneaky gobblin gits!"Ben says.
See'n as ya'll boss is mean, what would say to some folk get'n rid of'em?
"Bah wot ya reckon we is. Some sort of pointy eared skirt wearing purse carrying nancy boy elf types. Cos we ain't gunna stop raiding the road! Now git!"Bill replies
"Pretty smart tho'. Like to play tricks on people as well." D.O.R.K. describes
"Yous mean deys like those runty, sneaky gobblin gits!"Ben says.
See'n as ya'll boss is mean, what would say to some folk get'n rid of'em?
"Bah wot ya reckon we is. Some sort of pointy eared skirt wearing purse carrying nancy boy elf types. Cos we ain't gunna stop raiding the road! Now git!"Bill replies.
If constructs could grin, D.O.R.K would certainly have done so on the back of those last words. Instead, she settled for merely adjusting her posture, removing all sense of slouching and carefreeness of flesh bags people from it, and cups a hand over where an ear should be. "Affirmative." Almost immediately after the words and her eyes turning red, Ben becomes the target of at least one arrow and javelin before Beedo cries out a,"Fire ya gits! That's the signal!"
"Surprise" attack rolls in spoiler(assuming it gets off):
Beedo's Arrow - Attack: 15 Damage: 9 of non-magical piercing on Ben.
Vark's Javelin - Attack: 17 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. of non-magical piercing on Ben. (if further than 30ft, ignore the 2nd roll)
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Ebonitus, Lukian and Toruun you can all have a surprise roll. The location of Bill and Ben in the rock pile means they have 3/4 cover from you and 1/2 cover from D.O.R.K.
D.O.R.K. - as Bill and Ben are on guard you get no surprise attack but will be able to act on your initiative which I'll determine as part of the post responding to the surprise attacks.
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D.O.R.K. leads Golemogote off to the left hand side and then the party all make their way with varying degrees of success down through the left hand trees. Have I got this right? If so I need Stealth rolls from Devin and Toruun.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
(@Grant: Once Dork had left Golem off to the side, she herself is going straight down the middle of the path, following the tracks. Vark and Beedo are sneaking and advancing on the left side for sure. With Ebonitus and Lukian not far behind by the looks of it. And with that in mind, thanks to PoWT, Vark's and Beedo's check becomes 28 and 32 respectively.)
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Stealth: 32
Devin stealth 20
D.O.R.K. estimates it will take the rest of the party approximately three (3) minutes to move stealthily the 200 odd feet through the woods and brush to the rockpile that he can see at the end of the canyon. He therefore gives them about a 2 minute headstart before setting off down the path. When he gets to a distance of about 50 feet from the rockpile two figures stand up. They are dressed in plate armour and hold javelins in their hands. D.O.R.K. recognise them as Orogs - a particularly fierce and ferocious sub-race of Orc.
One of them yells out "oy tin man what youse doing 'ere? Dis is private property! Now make like a shepherd and get da flick outa 'ere!' As the Orog starts talking, D.O.R.K. hears the crack of a branch being stood on but it would appear the Orogs have not heard anything. The other Orog says "Bill ya fool dats 'get the flock outa 'ere!"
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"Tin woman." D.O.R.K yelled back all but immediately, puffing out her chest. An effect made all the more comical by her small frame of overzealous nature. "'n I'd be just as well outta ya collective hair, if'n ya answer me this honestly. That being about an old man you and yours might've incidently absconded with in the recent days. Wouldn't happen to know anything 'bout that now, would'ja? O' or such matters to be handled after a contest of some sort, assumin' ya have the balls fer such." She adds in her master's tone and turn of phrases.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Ebonitus has his boomerang at the ready, making sure he is in a position to throw it at one of the Orogs.
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The Orog's laugh uproariously at D.O.R.K.'s attempts to demonstrate her feminine attributes. "Hey Bill I reckon mine are bigger than hers" one Orog says to another as he puffs out his chest. "Reckon you're right Ben" the other Orog replies. He turns to D.O.R.K. "we ain't gunna play no games wit ya cos da boss would rip our 'ead's off. Sides don't know nuttin bout an old man so get the flick outta 'ere!"
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D.O.R.K deflates almost immediately in the face of such laughter. If not for the subroutines responsible keeping side objectives in mind, she may have walked away on that note, playing absently at the feather in her cap. So, as painful as it was, she tried to get a read on the Orog's to see if they were telling the truth.
Insight: 23.
Not that it would matter one way or another...
"Hmph! Well maybe you don't know nuttin 'cause ya weren't on duty at the time. But maybe one of ya go ask'n a bit 'round to be sure. Justa humor me, 'nd maybe yerself if'n ya finds the one that done it. Good excuse to go upside their head, or string'em up fer the boss to have at, yah?" She suggests. "'sides, it ain't like I can overpower even one of ya on yer lonesome... Or can't one of ya so much as even take a tinkle without the other watch'n ya?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Cos we can take a tinkle by ourselves" Bill replies "and no I ain't gunna ask da boss or secon' boss bout no old bloke who I ain't seen!'
As far as D.O.R.K. can tell Bill is telling the truth.
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"You... You... Ya Lazy-..." She loudly groans and stomps her foot. Which those closest to Beedo and Vark will notice that the ready an arrow and javelin respectively at some unspoken signal. If asked, only Beedo starts to reply, only to get a hushing glance from Vark.
"Fine then! If you lot ain't budge'n, then let me go in and talk to'em my darn self! Or is that against the rules too? Also, have you ****ers been mess'n with the roads a ways back, or is that some other Orcs blood ***** willows shecanneery?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Fine then! If you lot ain't budge'n, then let me go in and talk to'em my darn self! D.O.R.K. responds
Bill looks at D.O.R.K. in surprise "youse really wanna talk to the Boss and Secon' Boss. They be scary dudes. Me and Ben try not to talk to them unless we 'ave too!"
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If a construct could look incredulous, D.O.R.K would certainly have the look on her face. Instead, she folded across her bump, and canted her head to the side.... until a thought hits her, prompting her to immediately stand up straight. "Hold it right there. I think I'm start'n to get the picture... yoru Bosses wouldn't happen to be like extremely tall even compared to you guys, very stinky, and most importantly, happen to be attached to the same body, would they?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Hold it right there. I think I'm start'n to get the picture... yoru Bosses wouldn't happen to be like extremely tall even compared to you guys, very stinky, and most importantly, happen to be attached to the same body, would they?"" Dork asks
"'tached to the same body - wot like they got two 'eads? Nah that aint the bosses but big boss is bigger dan us. Aint dat right Bill" Ben responds. "Yeah and cranky dan a bear with his goolies caught in a briar patch too" Bill responds.
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D.O.R.K pantomimes breathing a sigh of relief. "Well that's good! I'd feel bad fer ya if'n ya had to work for one of them sons of a dogs! Their terrible folk, just terrible folk." She crosses her arms, and shakes her head. "... But.. this boss of yers... Waitwaiwait! Ya say'n he's bigger than even ya? Sheesh la-wheeze! Ain't there a bunch of ya in there already? That can't be too comfortable. Or are ya gonna tell me only you two and the Bosses are all that big inside, 'nd the rest of the Orcs are scrawny as freak'n gnomes."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Nah theres lotsa us" Ben looks to Bill "'ow many dus ya reckon?" "Dunno - lets see?" Bill says holding up one hand he starts counting on his fingers "deres 'Appy, Doc, Grumpy, Bazza, Sleepy, " and swapping hands he finishes with "Sneezy and Dopey! Noome wotsa noome?" he then asks.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
D.O.R.K lets out a long whistle. "Dat's a whole lot less then I thought.... O', and gnomes are like you, 'cause their made out fleshy bits. But waaaay, waaaay, waaaay smaller. Like, they barely even reach past my knees, and I'm short!" She replied with far too much pride in her voice. "Pretty smart tho'. Like to play tricks on people as well. I can draw one fer you fellas later, buuuut first! One last question, and then I'll be outta ya'll here, okay? Wait!"
She taps symbol a few times, before snapping her fingers. "So, two things. Just the two.... So, ya'll boss, see'n as ya'll boss is mean, what would say to some folk get'n rid of'em? And secondly, without dem bosses around, would ya'll stop raiding the road?"
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Yous mean deys like those runty, sneaky gobblin gits!" Ben says.
"Bah wot ya reckon we is. Some sort of pointy eared skirt wearing purse carrying nancy boy elf types. Cos we ain't gunna stop raiding the road! Now git!" Bill replies
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If constructs could grin, D.O.R.K would certainly have done so on the back of those last words. Instead, she settled for merely adjusting her posture, removing all sense of slouching and carefreeness of
flesh bagspeople from it, and cups a hand over where an ear should be. "Affirmative." Almost immediately after the words and her eyes turning red, Ben becomes the target of at least one arrow and javelin before Beedo cries out a,"Fire ya gits! That's the signal!""Surprise" attack rolls in spoiler(assuming it gets off):
Beedo's Arrow - Attack: 15 Damage: 9 of non-magical piercing on Ben.
Vark's Javelin - Attack: 17 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. of non-magical piercing on Ben. (if further than 30ft, ignore the 2nd roll)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Ebonitus, Lukian and Toruun you can all have a surprise roll. The location of Bill and Ben in the rock pile means they have 3/4 cover from you and 1/2 cover from D.O.R.K.
D.O.R.K. - as Bill and Ben are on guard you get no surprise attack but will be able to act on your initiative which I'll determine as part of the post responding to the surprise attacks.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks