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Savage Worlds Ruleset for Fantasy Grounds II
(c) 2009 Pinnacle Entertainment Group.
Stinky Pete: Think Zach would mind if we called him "DeadEye"?
Nick (Stinky Pete): I know that in they make a porno called "Debbie Does Dallas", but I don't think that's the money shot he was looking for
GM: I was thinking more like "Gimp."
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): I'm back
It is 0100 on March 3rd, 1880.
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD!
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): More like the year of "OW! Lord!"
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): "I got shot in the eye!"
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): "And the chest. And my hand is cursed."
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Rough year
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): lol
GM: Zeke has just slipped Pete some "Wake-Up Juice" (tm) The drunken old sot does not seem to respond.
[w] Zach Dallas: Also, I'd like to Deal for a change and patch up my eye
Stinky Pete: Zzzzz... *snore*
Ezekial Ikwiano: I declare you legally dead.
[w] Zach Dallas -> Ezekial Ikwiano: lol
Uriel Iscariot: Do no so easily give up on life, my child.
Uriel Iscariot: THE LORD shall lift this man up!
Zach Dallas staggers out of the room, mumbling something about getting new, less bloody clothes
Ezekial Ikwiano: Easily? This shit'll make a corpse run laps.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Two pair, Aces and Eights, in black. Want to call it a night?
Stinky Pete finally decides that it's time to get up, or else I'll get blamed for another accidents that's not my fault
Uriel Iscariot: By the will of it's creator, let this body walk the earth again!
Uriel Iscariot Succor on Stinky Pete
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Second Tier Power -4) [1d12-2 = 2]
Uriel Iscariot: [1d6 = 5]
[w] Zach Dallas: well, it can't possibly be worse than last week
Uriel Iscariot: Hrm...
Stinky Pete: What are you doing?
Ezekial Ikwiano: I was gonna help myself to yo things, seein as how you was dead
Xiu Li follows Zach Dallas with sewing kit to stitch up his eye and other scratches.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Glad you feelin' betta now though
Stinky Pete: Sew his mouth shut, too!!
Uriel Iscariot: What aren't you doing! You should say yer prayers each and every time you wake up pete.
Xiu Li: I also have an acupuncture kit.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Me too
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): fuck needles. My one, real phobia
Stinky Pete: I woke up, so I assume my prayers were answered from the night before
Ezekial Ikwiano: I wouldn't puncture Zach though
Ezekial Ikwiano: I don
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): by "stitch up his eye", does this mean that I'm going to have my eye stitched closed?
Uriel Iscariot sighs.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): The eye itself is already missing. It's not like having it permanently closed will be any great disability
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Get a pair of sunglasses
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Or an eye patch
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): well, it means no glass eyes for me if my eyelid is stuck shut
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): ARRRRR!
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): That would've come in handy last time
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): but, hey, maybe an eye patch would work instead
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Eye patches make you better at fighting at sea
GM: Well, that depends, Xiu Li is just pretty certain you don't want a a bleeding eye socket oozing all over.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I agree
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Cauterize it
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): get away from me
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): I'll heat up the fire poker
Nick (Stinky Pete): No, eye patches make you better for seeing in the dark when you go below deck
TADM: Okay, that one is actually true...
Zach Dallas: Thank you for the assistance, Xiu Li
Zach Dallas: This is not my best day
Xiu Li: No problem. I needed to get away from Zeke for a bit, he was looking at me in a decidedly more lecherous fashion than normal.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): really?
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Zach only has eye for Cynthia Grey anyways
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): oh, unless it's the obvious "you have two eyes still" thing
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): an eye
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): aye
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): You guys are bad.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): will kill you
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Said the pot to the kettle
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): hey, the pot's not full of hot air
Captain Smythe: I heard a shot gents, what seems to be the problem?
Nick (Stinky Pete): I didn't say anything. All in favor of changing the subject, say "Aye"
Captain Smythe: Everyone okay and all? Stiff upper lip?
Ezekial Ikwiano: Well, not my lip...
Zach Dallas: (to Xiu Li) Really? That's the only way I've ever seen him look at women.
Nick (Stinky Pete): Ewww
Xiu Li: Yes, but sometimes he is worse than others.
Uriel Iscariot: I don't think any of these folk are ever really OK.
Captain Smythe: I am beginning to agree with that sentiment.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Mostly it depends on how much energy I have for RPing on any given day
Stinky Pete: We're good. My rifle accidently went off, but Zach collected the bullet for me. With his face
TADM: And it is always appreciated.
Ezekial Ikwiano: I don't think you gonna be able to use it again
Uriel Iscariot: You could say trouble has an eye out for us?
Captain Smythe: Ouch! I say. Is Mr. Dallas all right?
Ezekial Ikwiano: His bones probably ruined it
Ezekial Ikwiano looks at Zach's eye.
Zach Dallas is not in the room
Captain Smythe: Well, if Zach is being cared for, given this long and tiring day, I'd suggest you all catch a few hours of sleep, then go see Big Ears Tam.
Uriel Iscariot: Well ya know what they say, if an eye causes you to sin, pluck it out, if your hand....
Captain Smythe: Just my suggestion of course, as I am sure Zeke will wish to expend some...energy...first.
Uriel Iscariot: In Zach's case, he is lucky to have much of anything left
Stinky Pete starts singing "When the lead hits your eye like a big white bullseye, that's a big mess"
Ezekial Ikwiano: Aye, I eyed his eye, and I think that bullet will never be the same again
Captain Smythe: I concur, jolly bad luck and all for him.
Captain Smythe goes back to his room so he can get some sleep.
Uriel Iscariot: Yes....I am going to agree with that logic.
Uriel Iscariot Looks for a place to crash
Ezekial Ikwiano: Notice [1d4 = 3]
GM: I believe Uriel has a room of his own.
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: looking round the room for the remains of Zach's eye
Stinky Pete: As do I. So get out!
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): note: We're supposed to meet with Tam tonight
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): It's 1:00 am
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): he sent a messenger with an ASAP notice at 1:00AM
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Right then, to Tams. Once you're done bleeding from the face
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): :D
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): er...
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): .D
Nick (Stinky Pete): ^.x
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): brodude, we can wait a few hours, we wont have the dice to do anything if we dont
Nick (Stinky Pete): or is it x.<
Xiu Li: AB: Healing [1d8 = 6]
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): < | -; D
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I really can't do anything as it is. I have three mysterious wounds on me.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Now you have a beard and a hat
Xiu Li applies ointment and salve to Zach's face, staunches the flow of blood, and cleans out his socket.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): ewwww
Xiu Li: Stop fidgeting and hold still. Also keep your other eye closed while I am doing this.
Xiu Li: Or I can just knock you out.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): At least there was an NPC on hand to do it. Would you really have wanted one of us to clean out your socket?
GM: Fen has a very valid point.
Zach Dallas has had his other eye closed
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): There's nothing good to look at during those sorts of things
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Also, good to see that Xiu Li is not still feeling the effects of her cocaine high
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Wasn't she Succored by Tack after that?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): please
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): please
Zach Dallas: Notice {--1 One Eye} [1d4-1 = 2]
GM: Yes, she seems to have recovered from that...unnaturally fast in Zeke's professional medical opinion.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): also, extra -3 due to wounds. I see nothing
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Zeke M.D. Coming this fall to Fox.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): "I think it may be lupus dctor Zeke."
TADM: Yeah, but if it is on Fox, it will get cancelled randomly, especially if it has high ratings.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): "I know how ta deal with wolves. I'll get my hog leg and rustle us up some supper."
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: Two Vigor checks please.
Uriel Iscariot: Vigor [1d6 = 2]
Nick (Stinky Pete): And then restarted on Cartoon Network or Comedy Central
Uriel Iscariot: Vigor [1d6 = 9]
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): If someone gets their tits out Fox will keep in on the air
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: okay, you manage to sleep off your fatigue.
[w] Uriel Iscariot: GM WHoo Hoo!
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): And lets face it, there would be some tits in Zeke M.D.
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): Make him a plastic surgeon. That way there will ALWAYS be a reason for it.
TADM: I would expect it, given that he would undoubtedly be either a gynecologist or a cow veterinarian...or both.
Nick (Stinky Pete): Isn't a man with his arm up a horse's ass just an Amish mechanic?
Ezekial Ikwiano: Notice [1d4 = 11]
Stinky Pete: Notice {+2 Alertness(S)} [1d10+2 = 11]
[w] Zach Dallas -> Uriel Iscariot: lol What is the matter, good sir?
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: I'm still looking for the remains of Zach's eye in the room
[w] Uriel Iscariot -> Zach Dallas: What I was just sleeping off some bad faith rolls
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: You find some gooey bits that you suspect are eyeball parts.
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: I gather them up and put them in a relatively safe place
GM: Okay, so the party snoozes for a few hours?
Ezekial Ikwiano goes to bed.
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): Yes please.
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: All right, no one stops you.
Stinky Pete kicks everyone else out, making sure the door is locked
Nick (Stinky Pete): Good. More sleep.
It is now 0700, March 3rd, In the Year of the Lord, 1880.
Uriel Iscariot: PRAISE BE TO JESUS! ANOTHER DAY IN HIS NAME!
Uriel Iscariot Heal on self.
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Battle Damage! -1) [1d12+1 = 6]
TADM: The year of rabid carnivorous sheep...
Nick (Stinky Pete): Ewe
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): Do not forgetteth that the servant of the lord must suffereth.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I saw a movie based on that. Black Sheep
Xiu Li: Vigor [1d8 = 11]
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: First thing in the morning, I'm going to go buy a jar or something to keep Zach's eye destroyed in
GM: Okay, so what would the group like to do, breakfast is available in the restaurant downstairs.
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: You can probably get one from the hotel kitchen for free.
Stinky Pete: Eat up, then head on out. Sounds like a plan to me
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: Right, I'll do that on the way to breakfast
[w] Zach Dallas: Do I have a suitible eyepatch right now or do I need to Change one?
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: Then I'm going to tie the jar to my gunbelt, with some of my rope
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: And wear it like an ornament
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You do not have a suitable eyepatch yet, you will need to buy one at some point.
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: Then have breakfast
GM: Notice checks for everyone eating breakfast
Ezekial Ikwiano: Notice [1d4 = 9]
Stinky Pete: Notice {+2 Alertness(S)} [1d10+2 = 5]
Zach Dallas: Notice {--1 One Eye} -1 [1d4-4 = 2]
Uriel Iscariot: Notice (Battle Damage! -1) [1d6-1 = 4]
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: you notice that there seem to be a decent number of somberly dressed chinese men in the restaurant of the hotel, from the way the waitstaff is treating them, you get the feeling they are all "out-of-towners."
Ezekial Ikwiano: Unskilled {--2 Unskilled} [1d4-2 = 3]
GM: Everyone who did not just get a whisper notices that Zeke has a small glass jar hanging from his belt, there is some sort of gooey looking thing inside.
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: That is a streetsmart to see if get any sense of what they might be doing here
Uriel Iscariot: ...What is that son?
[w] Zach Dallas: Deal for DA
Ezekial Ikwiano: Zach's eye
Stinky Pete: Keeping an eye on it for him?
Ezekial Ikwiano: It's one of them syboligisms
[w] Zach Dallas: also, Deal for Change. It appears to be empty. I do it when nobody is looking.
Ezekial Ikwiano: This way he can keep an eye on me
Ezekial Ikwiano: Maybe now he'll trust me some
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: You get the feeling these guys are all of the "kung fu fighter" persuasion.
Zach Dallas: Zeke, what is your favorite food?
Ezekial Ikwiano: Whiskey
Zach Dallas: Food
Ezekial Ikwiano: Tobacco
Zach Dallas raises an eyebrow
Zach Dallas: Then what would your least favorite food be?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Two pair, Qs and 5s, then two pair, 7s and 2s.
Zach Dallas: Spellcasting [1d12 = 27]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): ROAR
[w] Zach Dallas: Detect Arcana, correct?
GM: That would be...a success.
[w] Zach Dallas: I hope I didn't blow that on Change
Ezekial Ikwiano: Mayonaisse
[w] -> Zach Dallas: No, that would be the DA, since you mentioned it first.
Ezekial Ikwiano lights a cigar.
Stinky Pete: Is there a point to this conversation?
Zach Dallas: yes
Ezekial Ikwiano gets up from the table and walks over to a somberly dressed Chinese man
Ezekial Ikwiano: What brings you to Shan Fan?
Zach Dallas pounds his head on the table
Captain Smythe: Morning chaps, good to see you all mostly intact.
Ezekial Ikwiano: You lookin' to bust some heads
Nick (Stinky Pete): Yay! It's Fen's turn to play the part of Nate this week
[w] Zach Dallas -> Uriel Iscariot: We're surrounded, by the way
[w] Zach Dallas -> Stinky Pete: we're surrounded, by the way
Chinese Man: Well nigger-man, Shan Fan Kumite. Great spectacle of martial arts. I'm thinking someone who carries guns like you might not enjoy artistic martial arts.
Ezekial Ikwiano: 'Scuse me?
Ezekial Ikwiano: What'd you jus call me?
Chinese Man: Nigger-man, because that is what you are.
Captain Smythe: Oh, Xiu Li is taking a bath right now....
Ezekial Ikwiano: Shooting (Marksman +2, Shotguns +2, Called Shot (Limb) -2, Imp. Trademark Weapon +2) [1d12+4 = 15]
Ezekial Ikwiano shoots the chinese man's leg off.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Don't call me a NIGGA!
Captain Smythe dives for cover.
Chinese Man drops to the ground, quite dead.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Spirit [1d6 = 11]
Stinky Pete: Spirit [1d12 = 10]
[w] Stinky Pete: Just in case, but I doubt it
GM: Okay. scratch that, Fen was shooting a leg.
Zach Dallas: Laughing [1d10 = 6]
Chinese Man falls to the ground, holding the stump of his leg and bleeding profusely.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Uriel, heal this foo
Uriel Iscariot: ....ON IT!
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Second Tier Power -4, Battle Damage! -1) [1d12-3 = 6]
[w] Zach Dallas: is Pete in the room as well?
TADM: Although whether he is dead or not will have little impact on the twenty guys you just pulled aggro on.
Nick (Stinky Pete): Next time you dangle a plot hook in front of Zeke, make sure to have a bullseye on it first so he knows when to shoot
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): I wasn't planning to start a fight
Chinese Man: KILL THE NIGGER!
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): I was honestly just going to talk to the guy, but he called zeke a nigger
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Zeke does not take kindly to such insults
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): clearly a mistake
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): also, clearly something I can take advantage of in the future
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): .D
Nick (Stinky Pete): brb afl
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): If I have an available action, I would like to barrier around Ezekial Ikwiano
Round 1
The deck has been shuffled.
Dealing cards...
Stinky Pete
Stinky Pete: on 4
Stinky Pete: Shooting (Called Shot (Head) -4) [1d6-4 = 1]
Stinky Pete: that's a warning shot. get out of here!
Martial Artist: Fighting [1d8 = 4]
Martial Artist: Fighting [1d8 = 9]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 8]
Martial Artist: Fighting [1d8 = 2]
GM: Uriel gets punched and looks a little dazed.
Martial Artist: Fighting [1] [1d8 = 4]
Martial Artist: Fighting [2] [1d8 = 3]
Martial Artist: Fighting [3] [1d8 = 2]
Martial Artist: Fighting [4] [1d8 = 2]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [1d8 = 4]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [1d8 = 5]
GM: Pete gets punched twice, but they hit him in the head, so no damage is done.
Martial Artist: Fighting [1] [1d8 = 7]
Martial Artist: Fighting [2] [1d8 = 1]
Martial Artist: Fighting [3] [1d8 = 12]
Martial Artist: Fighting [4] [1d8 = 1]
Martial Artist: Fighting [5] [1d8 = 6]
Martial Artist: Fighting [6] [1d8 = 9]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [1d8 = 5]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [1d8 = 5]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 3]
[w] Zach Dallas: are they all activating various spells?
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 14]
GM: Zeke gets punched several times, but he is a pretty tough hombre, so only one of them actually does anything. Evidently Zeke is susceptible to groin shots.
Ezekial Ikwiano is using a benny
Ezekial Ikwiano: Vigor [1d6 = 15]
GM: But he is wearing a CUP!
Zach Dallas
Captain Smythe crawls underneath a neaby table and lights his pipe.
Zach Dallas: OK, hold on here. Let's move away from my table for a moment. I'm not done and don't want to mess anything up
GM: Suddenly the pianoforte in the corner begins playing, "Everyone was Kung-Fu Fighting!"
Zach Dallas glances at the piano
Zach Dallas: Amusing
Zach Dallas: Fighting [1d6 = 5]
GM: That would be a miss.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): curses
Uriel Iscariot
Uriel Iscariot: Spirit [1d12 = 20]
Zach Dallas: Can we not kill a dozen people in our hotel?
Zach Dallas: Zeke, shuffle this way and lure them outside. Avoid damaging anything on the way. They can't hurt you anyway
Ezekial Ikwiano
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: Gonna be a shotgun to the legs on 10, a clubbing on 12, and a grapple with my frenzy attack on 11
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: all while acrobatically diving towards/through the window
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: and assuming all that succeeds, I will be throwing 11 through the window ahead of me with a strenght
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): (waits for it)
Ezekial Ikwiano: Shooting: (2) Bo (Imp. Trademark Weapon +2, Marksman +2, Shotguns +2, -4) [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6+2 = 4]
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: Bring it on
Ezekial Ikwiano: Fighting: (3) Bo (Club) (Imp. Trademark Weapon +2, -6) [1d12-4 = 5]
Ezekial Ikwiano: Fighting [1d12-4 = 6]
Ezekial Ikwiano: Agility (Acrobat +2, -4) [1d6-2 = 9]
Ezekial Ikwiano: Strength [1d10-4 = 5]
Ezekial Ikwiano: (3) Bo (Club) damage [2d10 = 9]
GM: That will knock the mook out.
Ezekial Ikwiano fires wildly past one martial artist whilst clubbing another the head, and briefly stuggles in hand-to-hand combat with a third, before diving through the window into the street.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): that was the end of my turn btw
Round 2
Dealing cards...
Stinky Pete
GM: And for being such a good, crazy, team player...
Ezekial Ikwiano has been awarded a benny
Uriel Iscariot Tossing up a barrier so that Ezekial Ikwiano is harder to get to.
Stinky Pete: 4, then 9
Stinky Pete: Fighting (Multi-Action Penalty -2) [1d8-2 = 2]
Stinky Pete: Fighting (Multi-Action Penalty -2) [1d8-2 = 1]
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Novice Power -1, Battle Damage! -1) [1d12 = 6]
Nick (Stinky Pete): wow, um, yeah. this won't end well
Zach Dallas
[w] Zach Dallas: Deal for Deflection
[w] -> Zach Dallas: two pairs, 10s and 9s
Zach Dallas: Spellcasting [1d12 = 7]
Uriel Iscariot: Sons of the LORD! Do not raise thy fists in anger! For the LORD my God is not just the LORD of Chinamen or Black people
[w] Zach Dallas: success. Barely
Uriel Iscariot: But of every man here!
Uriel Iscariot: Stay thy fury and thy wrath!
Zach Dallas: Come on, I'm barely capable of walking
Martial Artist: Fighting [1] [1d8 = 5]
Martial Artist: Fighting [2] [1d8 = 9]
Martial Artist: Fighting [3] [1d8 = 6]
Martial Artist: Fighting [4] [1d8 = 11]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 4]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 11]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 8]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 16]
GM: Uriel gets the SHIT kicked out of him.
GM: Hits are:
GM: Shaken + 1 Wound
GM: +2 more wounds
GM: +3 more wounds
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): (ouch)
Martial Artist: Fighting [1] [1d8 = 4]
Martial Artist: Fighting [2] [1d8 = 3]
Martial Artist: Fighting [3] [1d8 = 3]
Martial Artist: Fighting [4] [1d8 = 7]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): oh shit
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [1d8 = 4]
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): SOAK!
Martial Artist: Fighting [1] [1d8 = 10]
Martial Artist: Fighting [2] [1d8 = 6]
Martial Artist: Fighting [3] [1d8 = 7]
Martial Artist: Fighting [4] [1d8 = 7]
Martial Artist: Fighting [5] [1d8 = 4]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 14]
[w] Zach Dallas: Does One Eye penalize Fighting rolls?
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 13]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 5]
Martial Artist: Martial Arts damage [Raise] [2d8 = 9]
GM: Zach gets missed.
GM: Pete gets SHIT kicked.
[w] Zach Dallas: Also, does Detect Arcana negate that for the purpose of targeting magic objects?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: No and possibly
GM: Shaken + 2 Wounds
GM: +3 Wounds
GM: +2 Wounds
Uriel Iscariot is using a benny
Uriel Iscariot: Vigor [1d6 = 4]
Martial Artist: Fighting [1d8 = 7]
Uriel Iscariot is using a benny
Uriel Iscariot: Vigor [1d6 = 5]
Stinky Pete is using a benny
Stinky Pete: Vigor [1d8 = 3]
Stinky Pete is using a benny
Stinky Pete: Vigor [1d8 = 5]
Stinky Pete is using a benny
Stinky Pete: Vigor [1d8 = 3]
Nick (Stinky Pete): what
Nick (Stinky Pete): the
Nick (Stinky Pete): hell?
Stinky Pete: Vigor [1d8 = 3]
Uriel Iscariot is using a benny
Uriel Iscariot: Vigor [1d6 = 5]
Uriel Iscariot is using a benny
Uriel Iscariot: Vigor [1d6 = 5]
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): MUWAHAH!!!
GM: Okay, at the end of this mess, Uriel is Shaken + 1 Wound.
GM: Pete is at 7 wounds, so I need 4 Vigor checks from him.
Nick (Stinky Pete): dice goes off in face
Stinky Pete: Vigor [1d8 = 6]
Nick (Stinky Pete): dice goes off in face
Stinky Pete: Vigor [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 2]
Nick (Stinky Pete): dice goes off in better part of face
Stinky Pete: Vigor [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 5]
Stinky Pete: Vigor [1d6 = 17]
Nick (Stinky Pete): well, this is going to suck. that 2 worries me
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): those TRAIT ROLL WAS A NATURAL ONE comments are also worrisome
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): hypothetically speaking
[w] -> Stinky Pete: You have been knocked unconscious for 2 hours. No other ill effect. Feel free to pretend to be dead though.
[w] Stinky Pete: Shouldn't be hard for Pete. It's times like these that I miss Smashi
Captain Smythe watches Stinky Pete with a look of curiosity from under the table where he is smoking his pipe.
Ezekial Ikwiano
Ezekial Ikwiano clubs the mook who came through the window with him then sprints around to the door.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Fighting: (3) Bo (Club) (Imp. Trademark Weapon +2, Multi-Action Penalty -2) [1d12 = 10]
Ezekial Ikwiano: Fighting: (3) Bo (Club) [1d12 = 6]
Ezekial Ikwiano: Fighting: (3) Luke (Club) [1d12 = 3]
Ezekial Ikwiano: (3) Bo (Club) damage [2d10 = 4]
Ezekial Ikwiano: (3) Bo (Club) damage [2d10 = 12]
Ezekial Ikwiano: [1d10 = 1]
Ezekial Ikwiano is using a benny
Ezekial Ikwiano: [1d10 = 10]
Ezekial Ikwiano: [1d10 = 3]
Uriel Iscariot
Uriel Iscariot: Spirit (Battle Damage! -1) [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6-1 = 4]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): THE DREADED GAZEBO
Nick (Stinky Pete): brb afk...again
Xiu Li crashes through the ceiling, riding the collapsing chandelier on to the floor and sending thousands of glass shards flying through the air.
GM: Vigor check for Pete, Agility check for Uriel.
Zach Dallas: Heads up, Chinese guy!
Uriel Iscariot: Agility (Battle Damage! -1) [1d6-1 = 9]
Captain Smythe: Well, I think our stay at this hotel just ended.
Zach Dallas points beyond the three men in front of him
Martial Artist: Agility [1] [1d8 = 2]
Martial Artist: Agility [2] [1d8 = 6]
Martial Artist: Agility [3] [1d8 = 1]
Martial Artist: Agility [4] [1d8 = 5]
Martial Artist: Agility [5] [1d8 = 2]
Martial Artist: Agility [6] [1d8 = 6]
Martial Artist: Agility [7] [1d8 = 3]
Martial Artist: Agility [8] [1d8 = 6]
Stinky Pete: Vigor [1d8 = 6]
Xiu Li: Truly sorry, the structural integrity of the floor was not very sound.
Round 3
Dealing cards...
Zach Dallas
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): how are the enemies near me acting?
GM: They are of the, "you had some good punches, we had some good punches, let's call this even and all go home" mentality.
Nick (Stinky Pete): They're obviously punch drunk
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I politely step aside and allow them to leave
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): awwwww
Ezekial Ikwiano: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 5]
Zach Dallas steps aside and bows, pointing out the door
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: does it appear to me that they are retreating or chasing Zach out of the door?
Uriel Iscariot: How very mature of thee, Zach.
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: They are "getting the Hell out of Dodge"
Zach Dallas: To be honest, I don't know why you didn't let them leave sooner...
Long-Haired Tony fires shotgun into air.
Zach Dallas: Also, you should tend to that poor sap
Ezekial Ikwiano runs back into the hotel restaurant and looks around.
Long-Haired Tony: What the Hell is going on here?
Ezekial Ikwiano: Notice [1d4 = 7]
GM: The martial artists all point at Zeke.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): and that guy on the ground missing his leg, if you haven't healed him yet
Martial Artist: He started it!
Martial Artist: He shot Wang-Hung-Lo.
Uriel Iscariot Tend to the wounds of random hurt mooks.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): have any bullets hit?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): during our fight?
GM: Other than Zeke's to start the fight, no.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): and was that one healed?
GM: Not yet, I think, I need to check the chat log.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): curses. Tack, you were too slow
Ezekial Ikwiano: He shouldn't a called me a nigga
Long-Haired Tony looks at Zeke.
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): I lost a round to being shaken from so many mooks.
Ezekial Ikwiano: An' it aint like I was tryin' to kill him
Ezekial Ikwiano: I made sure Uriel saw to him
Long-Haired Tony: And him calling you nigger gives you the right to shoot him?
Ezekial Ikwiano: Yup
Ezekial Ikwiano: Sure do
Long-Haired Tony: I see.
Long-Haired Tony: Well, I assume you are not coming peacefully, so...
Long-Haired Tony points shotgun at Zeke.
Ezekial Ikwiano lights a cigar.
Zach Dallas: Oh please, no no no
GM: Okay, I need to KNOW - very specifcally - what actions everyone is taking in the next SIX seconds.
Uriel Iscariot: Children!
Uriel Iscariot: STOP!
GM: Pete is exempted.
Uriel Iscariot: Stick a barrier in front of Ezekial Ikwiano
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Battle Damage! -1, Novice Power -1) [1d12 = 8]
Ezekial Ikwiano: If we gonna do this we should do it like men.
Ezekial Ikwiano brushes his takes off his coat and makes fisticufs.
Long-Haired Tony: You shoot a chinaman in cold blood, don't expect civility from me.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Fine
Zach Dallas: Persuasion [1d10 = 7]
Ezekial Ikwiano: Shooting: (1) Luke (Imp. Trademark Weapon +2, Marksman +2, Called Shot (Tiny) -6) [1d12-2 = 7]
Ezekial Ikwiano to shoot the gun out of his hand.
Zach Dallas: Woah, calm down, please! Both of you!
Uriel Iscariot: Speak on, brother Dallas!
GM: That shot will be negated by the barrier.
Zach Dallas: We're actually getting ready to head over to Tam's place right now for similar matters. Don't you trust him to pass proper judgement?
Xiu Li: (whispers to Zach) Long-Haired Tony is the Sheriff of Shan Fan and favored cousin of Big Ears Tam.
Zach Dallas: This is something that should certainly be taken into consideration, yes, but I don't think death is quite what he deserves after performing such a service to Shan Fan
Long-Haired Tony: I do not trust a man who shoot my brethren in cold blood for no reason. He can either come peacefully to jail or die in the street right now.
Ezekial Ikwiano: I had a very good reason, and it was in hot blood
Long-Haired Tony: If Big Ears tells me he is pardoned so be it.
Zach Dallas approaches Tony, both hands up with nothing in them
Xiu Li grabs Zach.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): are there lots of bystanders?
[w] Uriel Iscariot: GM can I try to sucker punch Ezekial Ikwiano with the Bible to the back of the head?
GM: There are lots of bystanders, you are drawing quite the crowd.
Ezekial Ikwiano takes advantage of this time behind the barrier to reload his guns.
Zach Dallas: Zeke, you're not helping
Zach Dallas: Persuasion [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 8]
Zach Dallas is using a benny
Xiu Li: If you take three more steps forward, you will die.
Zach Dallas: Persuasion [1d10 = 11]
Ezekial Ikwiano: I'm helping myself
Zach Dallas: Aren't you a better man now?
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: Sure, if Zeke will let you get close enough.
Zach Dallas: You don't need to do this anymore
Ezekial Ikwiano: Smarts [1d6 = 4]
[w] Uriel Iscariot: GM stealth work while Zach is talking to him?
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: Yep
Ezekial Ikwiano hoslters Bo and Luke.
Uriel Iscariot: 404 Error (Battle Damage! -1) [1d4-1 = 4]
Ezekial Ikwiano: Fine, but I aint surrenderin' shit
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: Notice check
Ezekial Ikwiano: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 9]
Zach Dallas: to Tony
[w] -> Ezekial Ikwiano: Uriel is lining up to sucker punch you.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Agility (Acrobat +2) [1d12+2 = 10]
Ezekial Ikwiano rolls out of the way of Uriel's sneak attack.
Zach Dallas: Due to our situation, it would be best to speak with Tam personally about this
Ezekial Ikwiano whistles loudly.
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: I'm whistling for my horse.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Why do I try?
Long-Haired Tony: And as I am the law in town, I determine what is best for Shan Fan.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): why am I in this game?
Zach Dallas: Not Big Ears Tam? I'm not asking that he be acquited, but his circumstances are....
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: While I'm at it, I'll hold out a cigar in the air as well
[w] Ezekial Ikwiano: That'll get his attention
Zach Dallas glances around at the onlookers
Zach Dallas: strange
Ezekial Ikwiano holds a cigar out in the air.
Xiu Li: This will only result in many unncessary deaths.
Zach Dallas: *whisper* Really?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): also, not moving my lips
Xiu Li: Yes
Xiu Li walks into the street between Zeke and Long-Haired Tony.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): How many points do you have in ventriloquism
Xiu Li bows.
Ezekial Ikwiano: Notice [1d6 = 9]
Ezekial Ikwiano looks up Xiu Li's skirt.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): for a two syllable word, neither of which requires lip movement? Enough
GM: Zeke will die a happy man.
Ezekial Ikwiano I don't think that was ever in question.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano): Zeke only has two emotions, happy and angry
Xiu Li: This man is working for Big Ears Tam. He is a violent murderer but has accomplished an important goal. As he needs to speak with Tam, I offer myself as a hostage that he will return to face justice as dictated by Shan Fan Law.
Xiu Li: I will hang in his place if he does not return.
Zach Dallas: Zeke, quiet
Zach Dallas: Persuasion [1d10 = 8]
Long-Haired Tony audibly gulps.
Ezekial Ikwiano: I aint fond of this plan
Ezekial Ikwiano: and where's my damn horse?
GM: Zeke's horse canters around the corner, following the smell of cigar smoke.
Ezekial Ikwiano give his horse the cigar and hops on.
Long-Haired Tony: Well....if the favored student of Yojimbo is willing to vouch for him...that works.
Long-Haired Tony lowers his shotgun.
Ezekial Ikwiano: You guys comin'?
Ezekial Ikwiano rides off towards Big Ears Tam's estate.
Feneril (Ezekial Ikwiano):
Nick (Stinky Pete): Since everyone is in such clear reverence of Yojimbo, it clearly means that he's the main villian
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): STINKY HAS FIGURED IT OUT
TADM: Quite possibly, he did own the Empress Risako.
Uriel Iscariot: I suppose....
[w] Stinky Pete: Did he really?
Stinky Pete: Smarts [1d6 = 3]
[w] -> Stinky Pete: Yes
[w] Stinky Pete: Yeah, then Yojimbo is Definitely Evil
Uriel Iscariot: Notice (Battle Damage! -1) [1d6-1 = 2]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): is Pete alive?
Long-Haired Tony leaves with Xiu Li.
Xiu Li follows along obediently behind him.
Captain Smythe helps Stinky Pete to his feet.
Captain Smythe: I say chaps, this is quite the sticky wicket you have again gotten yourself into.
[w] Zach Dallas: also, is Detect Arcana still active?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Sure
Stinky Pete: We didn't get into it. Zeke threw us in screaming against our will
Uriel Iscariot: I reckon Stinky Pete
Uriel Iscariot: is correct
Captain Smythe: I see, well, I guess you should probably get over to Big Ears Tam's place post-haste then.
Uriel Iscariot: And so we shall
Zach Dallas: You took quite the hit there, Pete
Zach Dallas: I'm surprised you're still breathing
Captain Smythe: Well, I shall try to make amends and settle the tab here.
Captain Smythe: Carry on chaps!
Stinky Pete: Meh, it's just subdual dmg. I'll be fine
Captain Smythe heads back inside the Sunrise Hotel.
Uriel Iscariot: I appreciate it Captain Smythe. Let us all work for tomorrow's peace.
Stinky Pete: Um, sure. Whatever.
Uriel Iscariot: Now can we move on before Rambo here causes another fight?
Zach Dallas: Well, let's get moving
Zach Dallas: See if we can catch up with Zeke
Stinky Pete: Notice {+2 Alertness(S)} [1d6+2 = 5]
GM: The groups catches up with Zeke, who seems to be "deep-in-thought" about something.
Zach Dallas: Persuasion [1d10 = 22]
[w] Zach Dallas: That was a counter-roll against Pete. In case he was trying to read me at all
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You fail.
[w] Zach Dallas: fail timing? Or is there a different roll to do that?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Mostly because Pete was not targeting you for anything, therefore any attempt to oppose him fails.
[w] Zach Dallas: curses
GM: The group arrives at Big Ears Tam's estate. It is unchanged since last time.
GM: You are ushered inside with great pomp and celebration.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice (Battle Damage! -1) [1d6-1 = 3]
Translator: Greeting most welcome guests.
Uriel Iscariot Speak Language on self.
Translator: Big Ears Tam has called for a feast in your honor following your great victory over the Abysmal.
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Battle Damage! -1, Novice Power -1) [1d12 = 5]
Translator: Come this way, to the central pavilion.
Stinky Pete: Spirit (Wound Penalty -3) [1d6-3 = 0]
Uriel Iscariot Follows obediently.
Zach Dallas follows
Stinky Pete follows
[w] Zach Dallas: Detect Arcana for sightseeing pleasures
[w] -> Zach Dallas: All sorts of stuff, some trees, the tents, most of the guards, half the guests, Tam has rolled out the red carpet to a great many people.
[w] Zach Dallas: are they all magical?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: They all have some sort of magical "thing" about them.
GM: Inside the main pavilion there are close to 100 people lounging around. When you enter he claps his hands twice and everyone cheers your arrival.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice (Battle Damage! -1) [1d6-1 = 4]
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): For any familiar Faces.
Stinky Pete: Vigor [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 5]
GM: A swarm of concubines rush over to Zeke and offer to do many...interesting...things to him.
Stinky Pete: Vigor [1d6 = 8]
Zach Dallas: Notice {--1 One Eye} [1d4-1 = 4]
Zeke: Hell yeah! This is a great day!
Uriel Iscariot: Good lord....into a house of sin we have come.
Zeke willingly gets dragged off by a group of concubines.
A group of Buddhist monks approach Uriel.
Brother Hsing: Honored Christian Preacher, would you be interested in debating theology with us?
Translator: Please come and make yourselves at home. Tam wishes you to feel welcome and honored here.
Translator gestures for you to follow him into the pavilion.
Uriel Iscariot: Sure, I will hear what thee have to say
Uriel Iscariot Follows etc.
Brother Hsing: Kn (Religion) [1d8 = 6]
Brother Hsing engages in rigorous spiritual debate about nature of the cosmos.
GM: (and rolls a 6)
Uriel Iscariot: Smarts (Battle Damage! -1) [1d6-1 = 4]
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): RATS! EAST WINS AGAIN!
Brother Hsing has some good arguments evidently.
Stinky Pete: to the Translator: "Tell him we are most thankful of his hospitality, and apologize for any inconvenience we may have caused."
Translator: My Lord is most appreciative of your efforts, especially as you destroyed the nefarious smuggling vessel, Empress Risako, and the fearsome pirate, Abysmal, on the same day.
Uriel Iscariot: Brother Hsing - While you are certainly wise beyond human cognition, I find it largely fate that has made you the winner this day, as my God is only still testing me.
Brother Hsing: Well spoken good sir! Do not let us keep you from other pursuits, enjoy the food and entertainment.
Brother Hsing settles with his fellow buddhists on some pillows while a troupe of Chinese women perform traditional court dances.
Translator: (to Stinky) Truly you have gone to great lengths to secure a glorious future for my lord.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): who is he translating for?
Uriel Iscariot Looks for Big Ears Tam
Translator: My Lord wishes you to sit at the table before him.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): himself, apparently
TADM: At this moment, no one. He will be translating for other people shortly.
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): TO THE TABLE!
Zach Dallas: Thank you
GM: Heaping mounds of food and beverages (alcoholic and non) are brought before you.
Translator begins translating for Big Ears Tam.
Translator: You survived the battle mostly unscathed? I see that Zach Dallas has acquired quite the beauty scar.
Zach Dallas: But mostly no worse for the wear
Zach Dallas smiles
Translator: Indeed, and that is good to see.
Translator: Yes, please tell me of your entire expedition, I am most curious about it, in addition to how you were able to also destroy the pesky Empress Risako for me as well.
Zach Dallas: To be honest, I was not expecting a single person to be able to cause that sort of explosion without tools...
Uriel Iscariot: 'She was a vile pirate, bent on ensuring her demise would also spell that of her crew!
Translator: This vicious pirate you speak of must have been Red Petals Su. She had become increasing foul tempered since being greivously scarred in a battle outside Lost Angels, evidently a marksman shot her in the face.
Zach Dallas: Pesky, were they?
Zach Dallas: I hadn't realized that both ships were causing headaches
Zach Dallas looks at Pete
Translator: Ah yes, both ships were a bit of a problem, but they are gone now, and we have you to thank for this.
Big Ears Tam looks very pleased.
Uriel Iscariot: Glad to see everything in such good ship-shape.
Big Ears Tam laughs.
Stinky Pete: We kept the plan afloat quite well.
Stinky Pete: It went swimmingly.
Translator: Ah...one person is missing from your group...what of the very pretty young woman, Xiu Li?
Translator: She was not...damaged...in any way?
Zach Dallas: No. She did better than we did
Uriel Iscariot: Yes, rather on astern note, there are matters we would like to perhaps have a chat with you
Big Ears Tam has one of those looks that means he and Zeke share similar thoughts at times.
Translator: Of course, I am...as they say...all ears.
Big Ears Tam taps his very large ears.
Uriel Iscariot: dingledorf here got in a fight at the hotel over some racially charged name calling.
Translator: Dingledorf?
Uriel Iscariot: Toolshed. Fucknuts. Captain Clusterfuck.]
Big Ears Tam looks at Zach Dallas questioningly.
Uriel Iscariot: I mean... Ezikiel
Big Ears Tam nods.
Translator: Ah, okay, we shall add your other words to the dictionary to mean, "nigger."
TADM: And so did Uriel unknowingly create yet another racially-motivated war...
Uriel Iscariot: Anyway, there was some exchange of words, but tempers flared and Ezekial shot someone.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I have no idea how Uriel even knows such language
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): That's going to be an amusing Hunch
Uriel Iscariot: Xiu Li turned herself over to the police as a stand in until Ezekial does: she did this voluntarily, and knew you were looking to see Ezekial.
Uriel Iscariot: Long Haired Tony was there - you can probably get everything you need to know from him.
Translator: That is very...honorable...of her.
Translator: I shall speak to him after the feast about the matter.
Stinky Pete: eats quietly, glad i'm not a fighter with 0 etiquette or courtier penalties
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): BUT THATS FUN!
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): you reek of booze. You DO have 0 etiquette
Uriel Iscariot: I am sorry that I could do naught to still such recklessness.
Translator: Violence begets more violence until the world ends.
Big Ears Tam nods sagely.
Uriel Iscariot: As Xiu Li certainly has a stake in this feast, having leveled her fists and skills during the great sea battles
Uriel Iscariot: Sadly yes...
Stinky Pete: in self defense, of course
Big Ears Tam claps his hands.
Translator: Ah, I almost forgot, the reward you asked for.
Uriel Iscariot: In defense of FAMILY and HONOR!
Big Ears Tam gestures for a guard to come over.
Translator: Yes, the favored student of Yojimbo is truly an...
Translator stops and says something to Tam in Chinese.
Big Ears Tam responds in Cantonese.
Translator: "asset" to have by your side.
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: With your speak language is still working, Tam actually said, "hot ass"
[w] Uriel Iscariot: GM heh
[w] Zach Dallas: does the translator's face indicate that Tam wasn't about to say something bad?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Nah, more humorous than bad.
Uriel Iscariot: Yes we all love Xiu Li's assets.....I mean Shes wonderful to pinch..In a pinch.
Big Ears Tam laughs.
Uriel Iscariot looks nervous and awkward
Uriel Iscariot: Notice (Battle Damage! -1) [1d6-1 = 9]
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): Anything about the food.
Zach Dallas chuckles
[w] Zach Dallas: I'd like to manually cast Detect Arcana
Zach Dallas: Spellcasting [1d6 = 5]
GM: The food is spectacular, savory, and in no ways unusual, tainted, poisoned, or remotely disturbing in any way.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Tam has a great many protections around him. Anyone else you want to specifically look at?
GM: A guard walks over and leaves a small golden key at the table in front of Uriel.
Translator: I believe this is what you asked for, the key for your missing Explorer's Society vault.
[w] Zach Dallas: Well, Pete of course, as well as anyone else who stands out noticibly
Uriel Iscariot: Why thank you. I am most honored.
[w] Zach Dallas: my food as well
[w] Zach Dallas: and the key
Uriel Iscariot: Not even the halls of the Vatican have such elaborate feasts nor such hospitality.
Nick (Stinky Pete): Of course not. They don't like spending the people's money. Oh wait...
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): lol.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Does Uriel have real experience to compare with?
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): Good Question.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Don't make me find out
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): Go ahead, get a natural 1 on the roll. =)
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I don't even roll Spellcasting half of the time. It's usually an auto-success
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Huckster>>priest
Translator: You have been so successful in this endeavor, I wish to hire you for another.
Big Ears Tam adopts his "businessman" look.
Uriel Iscariot Is curious.
Translator: Undoubtedly you have heard of the Shan Fan Kumite that is starting tomorrow night.
Zach Dallas: Ah, yes
Translator: If any of you wish to fight in it, I shall be happy to sponsor you. For the others, I wish to hire you as...additional bodyguards.
Uriel Iscariot: Well
Uriel Iscariot: I would be honored to serve as a guard.
Zach Dallas: What are the rules for the competition?
Stinky Pete: I'm with Uriel
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): TWO MAN ENTER, ONE MAN LEAVE
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): BREAK A DEAL, FACE THE WHEEL!x
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): (sorry)
Translator: No gunpowder or ghost rock weapons are allowed in the arena. No destructive magical effects are allowed either. The intent is to render unconscious, not kill. Aside from that, there are no rules.
Translator: Combat continues until one party surrenders or is incapable of doing so.
Uriel Iscariot: Non-lethal you say?
Zach Dallas: One-on-one combat, of course?
Translator: If the three of you are not interested in fighting in the area, perhaps your lecherous friend could be convinced.
Translator: Ah yes, one-on-one combat only. Non-lethal is considered polite behavior.
Zach Dallas: Was that no gunpowder or no gunpowder weapons?
Translator: Both
Uriel Iscariot: If he's in, Im in. I will show him my Holy Turtle Technique, and be un-bestable in single combat!
Stinky Pete: If he wins the competition, could he be forgiven of his crime earlier?
Zach Dallas: I'm not sure. He's rather attached to his guns, whether using them as guns or clubs
Translator: Ah yes, I am sure he could be pardoned from whatever misdeed he did.
[w] Stinky Pete -> Uriel Iscariot: No response to the call of the Turtle?
[w] Uriel Iscariot -> Stinky Pete: Guilty as charged
Uriel Iscariot: Gentlemen. We have ourselves a caper.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I imagine him waving a hand nonchalantly in the air while looking over to the side as if it doesn't matter anyways
Big Ears Tam leans forward and whispers to the translator in a "conspiratorial" way.
[w] Stinky Pete -> Uriel Iscariot: I hope many Turtles drive in front of you this winter
Translator: Ah, my lord Tam also said that he would be willing to pay you $500 each should you convince Xiu Li to fight.
Uriel Iscariot: Well, youll have to talk to Long Hair Tony to get her out to fight
Stinky Pete: I thought you wanted it to be a good show. If she competes, she'll sweep it.
Uriel Iscariot: I'm sure we could handle the rest.
Zach Dallas: What is the prize?
Translator: Grand Prize is $5000.
Translator: Of Xiu Li's abilities I am quite certain...but you give her too much credit to think her that good. There are many fighters who are more skilled and powerful than she. Some will be in the arena tomorrow.
Translator steps forward, stops being a translator for a sentence.
Translator: I am pretty certain Tam just wants to see her fighting in a skirt and tight shirt.
Translator steps back and begins being a translator again.
Nick (Stinky Pete): Good point
Uriel Iscariot: I see.
[w] Stinky Pete: Miniquest for Fen: Steal and hide all of Xiu Li's underwear and pants
[w] -> Stinky Pete: What if he already did that?
[w] Stinky Pete: Lol should've guessed.
Translator: You have until noon tomorrow to determine if you wish to fight in the Kumite. Those who do not fight shall attend as additional guards in my private box.
Big Ears Tam looks pleased with this result.
Uriel Iscariot: Thank you much for this opportunity
Stinky Pete: We will not disappoint you.
Uriel Iscariot: Although some of the pairings could be interesing...
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Yes, yes he does.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): it's too bad none of us are particularly good in combat
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): speak for yourself.
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): I am vengeful god of war
Nick (Stinky Pete): I agree. I have a d8 in fighting. So there
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): lol d8
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): anything else?
TADM: Given his injury rolls, Zach could become the "Sexy Handless God of War"
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): HAHAHH
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): that would be bad
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): im spending my advance on fighting. That'll solve problems.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): of course, I'm running out of limbs and bodyparts to lose without gaining a crippling injury
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): fighting and....?
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): dunno
Quorteth (Uriel Iscariot): Can you elaborate on what constitutes magic that would be un..kosher
TADM: Magic that would be bad is: anything that rolls damage dice.
Campaign saved.