Not sure if Tommary is still Dancing with Himself in that mind grapple; but if so CHR 19 and +2 to that for performance if Tommary jerking his head to the side while he's chanting "Sweat! Sweat! Sweat"
When the last echoes of laughter fade, Tommary is freed from the mental chains that bound him.
"...shit. That didn't go the way I'd hoped it would. But I suppose at least now we know my Evil Hand won't instantly dust somebody if I accidentally brush 'em with my pinky or summat. Honestly was expectin' a lot more impact than that..."
Ilyara looks around from behind her cover, seeking to see if the yoogyman abandoned his weapon after being commanded to Drop.
Ilyara finds the weapon lying near one of the piles of construct parts.
It is a sickle like weapon with a length of bladed chain attached to the handle and a spike at the end of the chain.
Sort of like this:
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"real life is a super high CR."
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"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
"Looks like th' yoogyman followed orders after all. Got his weapon here. Complicated mess, not sure if anyoine here could use it 'thout tearing themselves up. But even if we can't, ye can stash it in your purse and make sure he can't kill us with it, ne? While he's chasing us around MAKIN' IT HARDER T' DO OUR JOBS, FINISH UP, AND GET BACK TO CLIFFSIDE TO GIVE TH' COUNCIL THEIR SHIT," Ilyara finished, yelling the word angrily to wherever Mr. Yoogy had run off to.
"Yeah, and if Cliffside sends the whole fleet, it'll probably turn out this mountain despite it's defuncty experience is actually fully operational, in which case that whole clash will be the perfect cover for snub fighters like us to penetrate the reactor core ... what?"
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"No point in chasin' an expert in stealth all 'round th' mountain. He'll turn up again when he feels like it, an' in th' meantime he knows we mean business an' we can take care a' the damned relics. We got his slicin' chain so he can't come at us with it, an' maybe next time if he comes up nice an' apologetic an' works with us instead'a threatenin' us, we can trade it back t' him for somethin'."
“YEAH, AND STAY GONE!!” Shouts Toots after their retreating foe of a moment ago. Turning to the others she says “So, shall we? Ladies first.” With that she links arm in arm with Ily and Ely and starts heading back towards the room with the chairs. Turning her head back momentarily she inquires “You comin’ Tallboots? Or didja want an engraved invitation?”
Tommary reenters the comfortable seating area with a view of rock obstructed by Toots and Illy somehow and straps in where he last left off and prepares for a fantastic voyage, even one entirely in his head.
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Toots helps Ily get strapped back into her chair and then straps herself into the other. “Watch our backs while we’re in here,” she says to Elyona, “we don’t wanna get snuck up on by that assclown in the black pajamas while we’re all trussed up like a pair of Fair Thee Wellweather geese.*”
*While other, more agricultural communities would typically be celebrating a traditional harvest festival, Cliffside does not as there is not much done by way of farming there. Instead, they celebrate the season with their traditional Fair Thee Wellweather festival signaled by the migration of large flocks of geese towards more southerly climates to wait out the winter. Naturally, goose hunts are quite common, and popular during this season, and the festival is celebrated with a traditional goose dinner with trimmings.
Tommary snoozes, his companions hear him muttering something about, "No, not cauliflower that's too much crudite, make Mothra flap again so we can get back to hypersaladspace...."
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"Sometimes I really wonder how that guy gets his boots on in th' mornin'. All right. Let'see what this is all about then."
Settled back into the strange chair with its attached helmet, Ilyara draws the helmet down over her head and waits a few moments for something to happen.
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When the last echoes of laughter fade, Tommary is freed from the mental chains that bound him.
Ilyara finds the weapon lying near one of the piles of construct parts.
It is a sickle like weapon with a length of bladed chain attached to the handle and a spike at the end of the chain.
Sort of like this:
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
“What’d ya find there?”
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Elyona comes over to Ilyara, and looks over the weapon carefully
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"Looks like th' yoogyman followed orders after all. Got his weapon here. Complicated mess, not sure if anyoine here could use it 'thout tearing themselves up. But even if we can't, ye can stash it in your purse and make sure he can't kill us with it, ne? While he's chasing us around MAKIN' IT HARDER T' DO OUR JOBS, FINISH UP, AND GET BACK TO CLIFFSIDE TO GIVE TH' COUNCIL THEIR SHIT," Ilyara finished, yelling the word angrily to wherever Mr. Yoogy had run off to.
"Karkin' jackass..."
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"If I had chance I'd ask the world to dance...." Tommary the Unworthy is ready to ritually identify if needed.
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You can tell that it is non-magical.
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"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
“Next time that weirdo in the black pajamas shows up we’ll be ready for ‘im.”
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"Yeah, and if Cliffside sends the whole fleet, it'll probably turn out this mountain despite it's defuncty experience is actually fully operational, in which case that whole clash will be the perfect cover for snub fighters like us to penetrate the reactor core ... what?"
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“So, do we pursue the ninja, or do we continue to explore this complex?”
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"Chase maniacal laughter or boring craft, hmmm."
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"No point in chasin' an expert in stealth all 'round th' mountain. He'll turn up again when he feels like it, an' in th' meantime he knows we mean business an' we can take care a' the damned relics. We got his slicin' chain so he can't come at us with it, an' maybe next time if he comes up nice an' apologetic an' works with us instead'a threatenin' us, we can trade it back t' him for somethin'."
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“Sounds good to me.”
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"'No, there is another...'."
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You're pretty mostly sure he is gone.
Mostly.
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
“YEAH, AND STAY GONE!!” Shouts Toots after their retreating foe of a moment ago. Turning to the others she says “So, shall we? Ladies first.” With that she links arm in arm with Ily and Ely and starts heading back towards the room with the chairs. Turning her head back momentarily she inquires “You comin’ Tallboots? Or didja want an engraved invitation?”
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Tommary reenters the comfortable seating area with a view of rock obstructed by Toots and Illy somehow and straps in where he last left off and prepares for a fantastic voyage, even one entirely in his head.
Jander Sunstar is the thinking person's Drizzt, fight me.
Tommary takes a seat, gets comfortable, then takes a nap in which he has a dream...
"Sooner or later, your Players are going to smash your railroad into a sandbox."
-Vedexent
"real life is a super high CR."
-OboeLauren
"............anybody got any potatoes? We could drop a potato in each hole an' see which ones get viciously mauled by horrible monsters?"
-Ilyara Thundertale
Toots helps Ily get strapped back into her chair and then straps herself into the other. “Watch our backs while we’re in here,” she says to Elyona, “we don’t wanna get snuck up on by that assclown in the black pajamas while we’re all trussed up like a pair of Fair Thee Wellweather geese.*”
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Tommary snoozes, his companions hear him muttering something about, "No, not cauliflower that's too much crudite, make Mothra flap again so we can get back to hypersaladspace...."
Jander Sunstar is the thinking person's Drizzt, fight me.
"Sometimes I really wonder how that guy gets his boots on in th' mornin'. All right. Let'see what this is all about then."
Settled back into the strange chair with its attached helmet, Ilyara draws the helmet down over her head and waits a few moments for something to happen.
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