6.20.2006
Bingo
"Link! Bingo. That's it, that's 100% it." Pause. "Bingo." Pause. "How the hell could I'a forgotten that one? I think maybe the G gotta cold chill on the weed for a while, a little detox. Things are pretty hectic around here, and who's gonna hold down the farm when the crazy outer space golem army comes to kick our ass? I mean, you guys'll prolly be storming Greyhawk Castle, vorpal swords and crap like that. So who's gonna keep the home fries cookin? Fuckin' Greetles? There's gonna come a day when the shit goes down, you know? All the shit just comes home to roost or whatever. There's gonna come a day. And when that day comes, you just gotta be a man, you know? It'll be like one of those movies, where there's all this crazy shit goin' down on the lawn, and I'll step out of the house and be like 'Hey you... get off my lawn.' Like in an all-white suit. Damn, I need to get me an all-white suit, that is so PIMP. Then I'll just be standing there staring 'em down, it'll be like that calm before the thunderstorm, before the hurricane, before shit goes bananas. Then I'll totally pump my shotgun with one hand, all Samuel L, and be like 'Come on you mother FUCKS. Come to poppa.'" Gregolas leans back and exhales. "Yeaahhhh. Huh huh. 'Bingo'. Huh huh."
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Anyway, Marivhon, Stanislaus is really excited about this temple to Zelba idea. He puts his best bugbears on the job. With your starter gps, CHA check, and Moth's donation, you have 16,950 gp left to go on rebuilding the temple.
Brogg, okay, you rig up a little thing with a rope and a pulley. It takes some time, but people are training and there really isn't much else to do in town. Cinder seems happy enough to sit in the cart, I guess. Right Ed? Right Cinder?
Schmektor, good thinking. The cleaver's pretty nice. Don't forget that one reason why it did so much damage is that, being a frost giant, Jonathon had frost giant strength (20, which is +8 on damage by the books, although technically MM never took that into consideration). Still, it'll count as a battle axe (1d8 damage for S,M,L creatures). You don't need to get it sharpened, as it seems pretty damn sharp already. And actually, it's a little cool to the touch. You might even say 'frosty'. On a hot Grito day, you can even see a little wisp of frosty air coming up off the cleaver...
Schmektor and Moth, just in case, I should say that while you're in town, you're staying at the PCs farm, a nice place called 'Shady Orchards' (or abbreviated SO). SO is on the edge of town, and has two main permanent occupants: a kobold named Ronald Greetles and a half-elf named Gregolas Half-Elven. Greetles used to be mayor of town, and manages the PCs money. Gregolas hangs out on the couch and watches a lot of TV. This guy named Brian Smallwood also seems to be around a lot, and Bri and Greg seem to maintain a running dialogue about what's on TV and life in general. They also frequently bemoan loss of their Xbox and TiVo, although Bri seems more accepting of it, while Gregolas bitches about it all the time. They watch a lot of the USA channel, and discuss the quality of shows vis-a-viz HBO serials. The occasional Grito peasant comes by to get some fruit or milk from the farm, and Greetles also takes care of a few part-time farmhands.
Any more town stuff to take care of, before heading back into the Greyhelm environs to find a Knight of Armek?
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Anyway, Marivhon, Stanislaus is really excited about this temple to Zelba idea. He puts his best bugbears on the job. With your starter gps, CHA check, and Moth's donation, you have 16,950 gp left to go on rebuilding the temple.
Brogg, okay, you rig up a little thing with a rope and a pulley. It takes some time, but people are training and there really isn't much else to do in town. Cinder seems happy enough to sit in the cart, I guess. Right Ed? Right Cinder?
Schmektor, good thinking. The cleaver's pretty nice. Don't forget that one reason why it did so much damage is that, being a frost giant, Jonathon had frost giant strength (20, which is +8 on damage by the books, although technically MM never took that into consideration). Still, it'll count as a battle axe (1d8 damage for S,M,L creatures). You don't need to get it sharpened, as it seems pretty damn sharp already. And actually, it's a little cool to the touch. You might even say 'frosty'. On a hot Grito day, you can even see a little wisp of frosty air coming up off the cleaver...
Schmektor and Moth, just in case, I should say that while you're in town, you're staying at the PCs farm, a nice place called 'Shady Orchards' (or abbreviated SO). SO is on the edge of town, and has two main permanent occupants: a kobold named Ronald Greetles and a half-elf named Gregolas Half-Elven. Greetles used to be mayor of town, and manages the PCs money. Gregolas hangs out on the couch and watches a lot of TV. This guy named Brian Smallwood also seems to be around a lot, and Bri and Greg seem to maintain a running dialogue about what's on TV and life in general. They also frequently bemoan loss of their Xbox and TiVo, although Bri seems more accepting of it, while Gregolas bitches about it all the time. They watch a lot of the USA channel, and discuss the quality of shows vis-a-viz HBO serials. The occasional Grito peasant comes by to get some fruit or milk from the farm, and Greetles also takes care of a few part-time farmhands.
Any more town stuff to take care of, before heading back into the Greyhelm environs to find a Knight of Armek?
