5.01.2005
This Is What He Was Waiting For All His Life
Okay Cinder, you snatch up the poisoned bolt and, fumble.
There's one law of gaming- critical fumbles kill PCs. Seen it happen time and time again. Cinder, the guard says "A ha!" and shoots you point blank in the gut with the crossbow. 15 will hit you. You're lucky, 1 hp, so you're not dead but... make a save.
Out of poisoned bolts and now in melee, he pulls out his standard issue guard broadsword and... 8, whiff. From down the hall you hear "Aah! Zombies!"
The guard then says "Surrender criminals or you shall taste my blade. The town of Grito is a peaceful, quiet place, and we like to keep it that way... free from the likes of you. Maybe if you'd just stay put we could work something out, talk with the Durth Mining College, see if they need some slaves. But alas, you spew curses from ancient gods and make me fire at you with my crossbow. The other guards shall soon be here, and it's unlikely you'll make it out of here alive. And if so, what then? Have a drink at the tavern? Steal a purse from a wealthy merchant? No, the townsfolk too shall shun you. Have at thee!"
Brogg, in your cell there's a loose cobblestone, a rat, and some graffiti "Blackwall Thiefs 4evr".
Check it- "blogger" will spell check your posts. Although it's almost like Chris was here too- wipes a single tear- with all the "wierd gaurds" hanging around. I wonder if they have the stengh to ware there roabs?
Seriously though, adding your name in the title of your post may be a good idea. Especially if you post something like "Rob, 12, did I hit?" I guess I could check the posting log though.
There's one law of gaming- critical fumbles kill PCs. Seen it happen time and time again. Cinder, the guard says "A ha!" and shoots you point blank in the gut with the crossbow. 15 will hit you. You're lucky, 1 hp, so you're not dead but... make a save.
Out of poisoned bolts and now in melee, he pulls out his standard issue guard broadsword and... 8, whiff. From down the hall you hear "Aah! Zombies!"
The guard then says "Surrender criminals or you shall taste my blade. The town of Grito is a peaceful, quiet place, and we like to keep it that way... free from the likes of you. Maybe if you'd just stay put we could work something out, talk with the Durth Mining College, see if they need some slaves. But alas, you spew curses from ancient gods and make me fire at you with my crossbow. The other guards shall soon be here, and it's unlikely you'll make it out of here alive. And if so, what then? Have a drink at the tavern? Steal a purse from a wealthy merchant? No, the townsfolk too shall shun you. Have at thee!"
Brogg, in your cell there's a loose cobblestone, a rat, and some graffiti "Blackwall Thiefs 4evr".
Check it- "blogger" will spell check your posts. Although it's almost like Chris was here too- wipes a single tear- with all the "wierd gaurds" hanging around. I wonder if they have the stengh to ware there roabs?
Seriously though, adding your name in the title of your post may be a good idea. Especially if you post something like "Rob, 12, did I hit?" I guess I could check the posting log though.
