6.19.2005
Barney's Last Charge
Okay Brogg, the lightning zaps you for 5. Drinking the potion puts you to full (don't forget, guys, that the potions are better than Cure Lights... they're 1d8+2). You then get the hell out of melee with Rupert and Sarah, grabbing onto the upper railing and pulling yourself up. Vrill spots you and Magic Missiles you for 5 and 3 = 8 hp! You then swing your sword, hitting him back for a solid 8. "Yowlp" he says, and drinks a healing potion. In the next round, he casts Shield on himself, so his AC is now 2! "Good luck hitting me now!" he says, laughing. He also is taking partial moves the hell away from the burning control panel.
"You are a total, complete, paragon of morons," leers the fallen Guildmaster. "You just destroyed the last command center for this weather station. We're all going to die when it falls off the mountain in like two minutes. But I DON'T CARE. Just knowing that I'll've KILLED YOU before we all die will bring me satisfaction and secure my place in the Seven Heavens. Eat shit, half-orc."
Sure enough, in addition to all the craziness, the whole room begins to shake. Some of the scaffolding is struck by an errant bolt and collapses! Most of the Grito Posse, except the priestess of Zelba, flee screaming from the room. The little kid takes one last look around and says "Daddy, I'm coming home." He runs. The middle-aged guy, however, pulls out a rusty broadsword and charges up the scaffold into melee with y'all. He looks totally freaked out and berserk. "THIS IS FER ME APPLEBEE" he yells, or something like that that makes no sense.
"You are a total, complete, paragon of morons," leers the fallen Guildmaster. "You just destroyed the last command center for this weather station. We're all going to die when it falls off the mountain in like two minutes. But I DON'T CARE. Just knowing that I'll've KILLED YOU before we all die will bring me satisfaction and secure my place in the Seven Heavens. Eat shit, half-orc."
Sure enough, in addition to all the craziness, the whole room begins to shake. Some of the scaffolding is struck by an errant bolt and collapses! Most of the Grito Posse, except the priestess of Zelba, flee screaming from the room. The little kid takes one last look around and says "Daddy, I'm coming home." He runs. The middle-aged guy, however, pulls out a rusty broadsword and charges up the scaffold into melee with y'all. He looks totally freaked out and berserk. "THIS IS FER ME APPLEBEE" he yells, or something like that that makes no sense.
