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Savage Worlds Ruleset for Fantasy Grounds II
(c) 2009 Pinnacle Entertainment Group.
GM: It's Dave.
Uriel Iscariot: Greetings!
Uriel Iscariot: =)
GM: I had jury duty today. I managed to get myself and the rest of the jury pool excused. I am the r0XX0rs!
TADM: I actually feel a little guilty about it.
Uriel Iscariot: Nice! Show some intelligence, get out of work!
Uriel Iscariot: I like your style :3
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I'm working on my sound
TADM: okay
TADM: Hey Mike, I sent you a PM about one of your Huckster abilities. Just to better explain an answer I gave you last week.
GM: Okay, everyone remember where we were at?
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): yes
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): More or less. We all got stuck on the Crazy Train
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Oi gitz! dis trai'n is outta control! We got'sta fix dat!
By the time the scientists’ various modifications have kicked in, the Hellstromme Express is hurtling across the Great Lakes Region at ludicrous speed. It’s actually a little bit invigorating for those accustomed to traveling in a saddle.
TADM: Yes, it has gone to PLAID.
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): We can't stop. We have to slow down first.
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): Bull SHIT! I order you! STOP!!
Dr. Elijah Bailey: This is quite the brisk pace.
Bogan: Yeah, I think we are doing about 70mph over the recommended safe limit. Any takers on the 30:1 odds we are all dead in the next twenty minutes?
Uriel Iscariot: Be shaken not my child! Faith endures all things!
Dr. MacVellian: starts scribbling in my notebook, calculating the energy that will be released if we hit something solid enough to stop the train
Uriel Iscariot: Environmental Protection
Uriel Iscariot: Faith [1d6 = 10]
TADM: My cat is being spastic. It is pretty funny.
Uriel Iscariot: Target on self
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 4]
Uriel Iscariot: On air (as it was said there was something funny being released at the tail end of last session)
Lottie Galloway: I'm breathing easy, all this nice fresh air through the upgraded filtration system.
Zach Dallas: covers mouth with cloth
Suddenly a shudder goes through the entire train, followed by the distinctive groan of metal under stress. The vibration swells underfoot and then rises into seat bottoms and arm rests. The inventors appear stricken with terror—no one makes a move.
Abe Hovey: WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!
Bogan: Last call, 30:1 odds.
Zach Dallas: I bet you I live
Bogan: Done.
Dr. MacVellian: Spirit [1d6 = 3]
Uriel Iscariot: Dr. MacVellian! These infernal devices are your specialty! Call this deamon undercontrol!
Dr. MacVellian: finishes calculations, and figures that if the energy from the explosion was harnessed, it could power Chicago for a month
Aristotle Lewis: Okay, anyone with any sense in their heads, head up front and help the Engineer. I have to go help Tung Li (the brakeman) try and stop the train from the caboose.
Dr. MacVellian: heads up front
Aristotle Lewis: Everyone else, stay in your seat. If you are a lunatic inventor - STAY IN YOUR SEAT!
The conductor runs to the back of the train.
Dr. MacVellian: really confused by the last statement, but goes up front anyway
Uriel Iscariot: Follow Conductor, stopping for the family with kids: they require a pastor in these difficult emergencies
Zach Dallas: I'll watch the inventors
Zach Dallas: I am bad with machines
Abe Hovey: Thank you preacher! WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE!
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): LAST RITES LAST RITES!
Uriel Iscariot: Never! Another of my kind is still among ye!
Bogan: Hey, can anyone beat a full house?
Zach Dallas: keeping an eye on the inventors
Zach Dallas: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 5]
Uriel Iscariot: I only talk to, and answer to the soul; I can do naught else!
Sir Clyde Reed Cannon: Umm...I'm thinking the "all gonna die" statement is getting rather old.
Zach Dallas: Gambling [1d8 = 7]
Dr. MacVellian: searches for the engineer
Dr. MacVellian: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 7]
Given how far back the passenger car was from the locomotive, it takes MacVellian 5 rounds to reach the engine.
Zach sees one of the Union Blue repairmen run through the passengar car on the way up to the front of the train.
[w] Zach Dallas: memorizing the repairman's features
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 5]
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Well, you can't tell much, but the repairman is skinny, grime covered, and has a thick head of hair. The clothes look a couple sizes too big.
Uriel Iscariot: Continue following the conductor.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): wth are you following him?
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): He could be up to no good too no?
The engineer, Preston Mack, is there, scratching his head and looking rather confused. It looks like he tried to remove something and it shorted out a control panel.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Engine needs help (nick naturally) scientists need to be watched over (Mike naturally)....this leaves the person who needs to brake the train, and needs a miracle :3
Preston Mack: Oi there! What you be doin' up here lassie?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I misread that brake for a moment
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): (Is he also named Mack just to mock me!?)
TADM: Sure.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): lol
Dr. MacVellian: I came up here to help before we all die!
Preston Mack: Oh, well in that case, can you try and remove that damnable infernal device?
GM: Repair roll please.
Dr. MacVellian: Repair [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 3]
Dr. MacVellian is using a benny
The conductor reaches the cargo car and then stops.
Dr. MacVellian: Repair [1d8 = 9]
MacVellian expertly removes the device. The engine starts to slow, but you are going to need more work to reduce speed to something within the safe limits.
Aristotle Lewis: Umm...preacher man. I appreciate you following me, but I cannot allow you into the cargo or caboose.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): lol
Uriel Iscariot: Son, you are always in need of salvation! N'er a time when a man does not need the word of the LORD near him ;)
Uriel Iscariot: Persuasion [1d6 = 11]
Aristotle Lewis: Well, you're right preacher. Come with me.
Uriel Iscariot: now yer' talkin!
The conductor opens the door. He and Uriel head back into the cargo area.
GM: Next round.
Preston Mack: Goin' ta need ta remove another one there lassie.
Dr. MacVellian: Repair [1d8 = 10]
Uriel Iscariot: On Cargo as I pass by in haste:
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 2]
Preston Mack: Well done lassie! Ya be a friggin' genius! Why dinnae ya be in the Symposium yerself?
[w] Zach Dallas: counting the inventors
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 13]
Preston Mack: Ya take another device off and I think we be pretty safe for now.
Uriel Iscariot: Is the cargo car dark?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): nah, it's covered in fire. Plenty of light
The cargo car is dark. There are a couple Ghost Rock lamps burning, but the barred windows are all shuttered.
Uriel Iscariot: Kn Bible [1d6 = 10]
[w] -> Zach Dallas: All the inventors are here.
Uriel Iscariot: "For with you is the fountain of life; in your light we see light."
Uriel Iscariot: Faith [1d6 = 11]
Uriel Iscariot: Lighting!
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): you cheeky bastard
A light springs from Uriel's hand, illuminating the cargo car.
Uriel Iscariot: Let there be light!
GM: Next round.
Dr. MacVellian: Repair [1d8 = 4]
TADM: That roll fails.
Dr. MacVellian: Repair [1d8 = 5]
Dr. MacVellian is using a benny
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): BUDUMBUM
TADM: Still fails.
Dr. MacVellian is using a benny
Dr. MacVellian: Repair [1d8 = 14]
Dr. MacVellian has been awarded a benny
TADM: For successfaully saving everyone's life. Get a Benny. :D
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): ROFL
Preston Mack: Aye lass! Ya did it!
[w] Zach Dallas: still covering my mouth, by the way
Preston Mack: If'n I weren't a married man, I'd kiss ya!
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): Now I'm even more thankful I have heavy tools on hand
The Union Blue repairman runs up next to MacVellian and Preston Mack.
Preston Mack: This lass here saved us all!
The Union Blue repairman frowns, says nothing, and starts inspecting the engine.
Back by the Conductor and Uriel, the train slows to a halt before they reach the emergency braking equipment.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): they should put that in an easier to reach place for these sort of events
Aristotle Lewis: Preacher! By the grace of God we are saved! You are one lucky pastor.
Abe Hovey: WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!
Zach Dallas: We're fine now, Mr Hovey
Father Jubel Croy: Umm...no. I think the train is stopped.
Uriel Iscariot: Them's scientists! Always preten'din like they can solve anythin!
Abe Hovey: Oh, sorry, I was just a little excited is all. Thanks Mr Dallas.
Zach Dallas: No problem
Zach Dallas: Mrs. Galloway, may I ask exactly how you fiddled with the air?
Lottie Galloway: I installed new thin fiber filters in all the air ducts. Completely ghost rock free, although it is used in their construction.
Sir Clyde Reed Cannon: Right. She probably stuck some old napkins in there and wants us to think she did something. Lazy Irish.
Zach Dallas: Whew. I was not looking forward to breating Ghost Rock
Zach Dallas: At least she isn't a HOMICIDAL MANIAC
Dr. MacVellian: Ghostrock Finding {+4 Nose for Rock,+2 Alertness} [1d6+6 = 9]
Lottie Galloway: Is someone talking? I thought I heard an arrogant English bastard out oppressing native people.
Bogan: Hmm...so I guess I owe you about $30 Mr Dallas. Given that you took me up on my offer and we did live.
Bogan hands Zach Dallas three $10 Confederate coins.
Bogan: Look familiar there, Mr. Dallas?
He rattles the coins in his hand, then drops them on the table in front of Zach Dallas.
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 5]
[w] Zach Dallas: checking for anything fishy
[w] Dr. MacVellian -> Uriel Iscariot: Think we should keep calling Mike's character Corban Dallas?
Uriel Iscariot: On the second pass back through the cargo cart on the way back I would like to...to see if theres anyting 'a'bout
Uriel Iscariot: Kn Occult [1d4 = 3]
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Nothing looks fishy about the coins. Something certainly seems fishy about how he asked the question.
[w] Uriel Iscariot -> Dr. MacVellian: Naw, he's allright =)
Zach Dallas: Well, it's not like I've never seen Confederate money before
Uriel notices nothing unusual about the cargo area. Everything is boarded up and tightly secured in crates.
Zach Dallas: pockets the coins
Bogan: Well, I'm sure a traveling man like yourself probably has. I look forward to winning them off you before the end of this trip. (smiles)
Zach Dallas: Oho, perhaps I'll take you up on that offer to expand my collection
[w] Zach Dallas: how do I get the descriptions for my edges and skills?
Father Jubel Croy: I get the feeling the passengers on this infernal device are all doomed to Hell. Repent now and give up your evil ways!
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Card Sharp and Dealer's Choice are in the Notes for the Campaign. The rest I'll fix in a couple minutes.
Uriel Iscariot: (presumes he is still on his way back to the passenger car)
[w] Zach Dallas: right, I forgot about that. Thanks
Dr. MacVellian: looks around for any more "infernal" devices, in case someone didn't trigger there's yet
Dr. MacVellian: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 7]
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: Someone added a Ghost Rock Optimizer to the Fuel System, which really improved the Fuel Efficiency of the engine.
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: You are not sure who, since the Inventor's all seem eager to brag about what else they added.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): theirs
The train comes to a complete halt. After five minutes and a quick consultation between the Union Blue Repairman, the Engineer, and the Conductor, Aristotle Lews comes back to the passenger cabin.
Once everyone is gathered in the passenger car again (including MacVellian, who is escorted there by the Conductor) he closes the door and clears his throat loudly.
Aristotle Lewis: Well, thanks to all the tampering, the engine isn't structurally sound anymore. In fact, I am afraid to get it started again. We are going to wire back to Chicago for a replacement engine to be sent. It will probably take a couple days.
Uriel Iscariot: =|
At this point, the nervous man sitting off by himself, with the clockwork automaton nearby and the large suitcase in his lap smiles.
H.K. Dial: Looks like repairs are necessary, posthaste.
He sets down the suitcase and flips it open.
Uriel Iscariot: I' say what the devil has gotten into you?
H.K. Dial: I’ve just the thing right here.
Six-inch-long, steel ants swarm from under the lid, their alert antennae bending toward the locomotive’s machinery.
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): Is H K short for Holy Krooked?
Zach Dallas: Oh, splendid
The Conductor shouts in alarm, but glances back at the Hellstromme Rep. The man makes a barely perceptible nod, which is enough to convince the Conductor to let the ants work.
Aristotle Lewis: I'm going out for a smoke....
Uriel Iscariot: Leapin Lucifer! What in the blazes..!?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): lol
Uriel Iscariot: No man smokes alone! (follows Aristotle outside)
Uriel Iscariot: (light a cigar....Mmmmmm Virgina Tobaccy!)
Father Jubel Croy: You are all doomed! Doomed I say, and I will have nothing more to do with this farce. Conductor, I am leaving this train and the damned inhabitants thereof!
The priest gathers his gear and hops off the train, walking along the tracks back toward Chicago.
Uriel Iscariot: Kn Bible [1d6 = 2]
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): (damn)
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): misquote
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): misquote
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): DO IT
Dr. Elijah Bailey: What a sad, strange, little man.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): NEV'A!
Zach Dallas: sane is more like it
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): nice Toy Story quote
Dr. Elijah Bailey: Ahh..perhaps that also.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Drunken Smok'ed priest mind simply cann'a scry the passage!
Zach Dallas: *chuckles*
Uriel Iscariot: I say Mr. Lewis, a' What sort of balderdash happened just now?
Aristotle Lewis: This thing happens every year on this train. The wacko inventors come up with all sorts of unsafe modifications. Lucky we're all still alive. This was the worst I've seen though.
Zach Dallas: Why did things go so horribly this year?
Zach Dallas: are there more contestants?
Aristotle Lewis: Well, usually not everyone puts a "speed" modification on the engine.
Uriel Iscariot: Sounds to me like a bunch of teenager's need some damnned direction in their lives... always fiddlin with things....*takes a drag on cigar*
Aristotle Lewis: Amen to that Preacher
Zach Dallas: That is a good point
Zach Dallas: I believe only Mrs Galloway did modifications to non-speed related factors
About an hour passes. The swarm of clockwork ants return to H.K. Dial's suitcase.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 2]
Uriel Iscariot: Antz
Dr. MacVellian: Notice {+2 Alertness} [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6+2 = 9]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): give them food?
The Engineer, Conductor, and Union Blue Repairman investigate the engine. After about twenty minutes, Aristotle Lews comes back into the passenger car.
Uriel Iscariot: I don't want a'ny moo'ra this funny bussniess ye sorcerors of metal and steam. Let not your mad will misguide your smarts this day!
[w] Zach Dallas: does All Thumbs apply to firing my guns, or only to maintenence/fixing?
Uriel Iscariot: (is ranting at the scientists)
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Sadly, it applies all the time. Even on your shooting rolls with your guns.
[w] Dr. MacVellian: Any sign of the mystery woman during all the chaos? We'll say that's what my second Notice check was for
[w] Zach Dallas: could I downgrade my guns enough to exclude them?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: In another campaign we have a PC who took all thumbs...he is the MMG operator. Pretty lolz.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: If you convince Nick's character to "fix" them for you (i.e. put on child-safe locks) :D
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: Nope, you have not seen her at all.
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: Hey, Doc, do you think you can do me a favor?
Conrad Judson: Great, did we lose one crazy preacher to gain another. Sheesh
Sylvester Tate: He is entitled to his wrong opinion.
Sylvester Tate: Unlike you, oh Confederate Tub of Lard.
Zach Dallas: And here I thought you two were going to get along for once
Conrad Judson: That's it, put up your dukes you arrogant Northern bastard!
Uriel Iscariot: Faith [1d6 = 5]
Sylvester Tate: Snore...how boring and typically violent of you.
Conrad Judson: GRRR
Uriel Iscariot: Deflection on Sylvester
[w] Dr. MacVellian -> Zach Dallas: Yes, corban dallas?
Uriel Iscariot: "Do not raise arms on your fellow man!"
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: Well, ya see, I'm not particularly skilled with mechanics
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: and I was wondering if you could give me a hand modifying my pistols to make sure they remain in working condition
Sir Clyde Reed Cannon: Can I take that literally to mean I can beat the Irish bitch? Since she is not a man, and it is even questionable whether she is human.
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: I'll pay you for it, and it's likely to work to your advantage anyway when you consider our current employment
Lottie Galloway: It's a given that the English are descended from apes...which makes you not human. Possibly chimp feces?
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Im only going to police one of these scuffles, someone else orchestrate the rest of this classroom
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: I don't want any of that blasted Ghost Rock in it. That stuff will kill me
Uriel Iscariot: Whats this talk of apes and men? Ill have none of it 'ere ya see?
Lottie Galloway: Oh come now good preacher, have you not heard of the works of Charles Darwin?
Uriel Iscariot: Check for enrage:
Uriel Iscariot: Guts {+1 Novice} [1d6+1 = 4]
[w] Dr. MacVellian -> Zach Dallas: We'll see. I have a feeling I'll be doing a lot of stuff til we arrive. Repairs, checking for "infernal" devices, etc.
Sir Clyde Reed Cannon: The Irish like him, evidently it is easier to trace their family trees if they can include animals.
Uriel Iscariot: Kn Bible [1d6 = 5]
Uriel Iscariot: "Blessed are they whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered."
Uriel Iscariot: Now friggin' be'have!
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): As W. Bush would say, "The tree doesn't fall far from the nut"
Lottie Galloway: I agree with the Preacher. I am not interested in airing our differences on American soil.
She sniffs dismissively and begins reading a book.
The Conductor walks in.
Zach Dallas: practices menial card tricks
Zach Dallas: Agility [1d8 = 7]
Aristotle Lewis: Well, not sure how those little ants did it, but the Engine is repaired. Actually, better than that. It is actually optimized to use all the new gadgets and structurally reinforced to handle them. Absolutely amazing!
Aristotle Lewis: That is an impressive piece of work you have there. (shakes H.K. Dial's hand)
H.K. Dial: Thank you Conductor, only happy to help.
Zach Dallas: Ha
Once the engine gets back up to speed, you learn that the next stop, Salina, Kansas, is only two days away.
Uriel Iscariot: is unimpressed that the situation created by technology, was solved by such
By now, you have only been on the train for about five hours. Already it is turning out to be quite the trek.
Although the various Inventors seem to ignore each other.
Uriel Iscariot: Speak Language (Irish) to talk to Lottie, and glean what I can. surely she'll feel better about talkin if the damn Englishman can't 'ere it!
Uriel Iscariot: Faith [1d6 = 3]
Dr. MacVellian: What do you think of all that's happened, Dr. Bailey?
Mr. Bogan heads into the lounge car, where he takes up residence next to a Smith and Robard's Steel Dealer.
Dr. Elijah Bailey: This is much like last year's symposium. So many inventors and ideas. It is very exhilarating.
Zach Dallas: tries juggling the card
Zach Dallas: cards
Zach Dallas: Agility [1d6 = 13]
Dr. MacVellian: Did you compete in the symposium last year?
Dr. Elijah Bailey: No, I was here as an assistant to a friend of mine. But since he was unable to make it these year, I decided to make the journey for him.
[w] Dr. MacVellian -> Zach Dallas: Want me to make you some shuriken-like playing cards? Btw, regular playing cards thrown by regular people can draw blood.
Dr. MacVellian: I'm sorry to hear that. But if you win, who gets the credit?x
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: Yeah, tell me about it. I should be fine with regular cards. I am perfectly capable of killing several people with them already. However, if you wanted to give me a hand upgrading my guns, I am willing to pay
Dr. Elijah Bailey: Oh, I will. My entry this year is entirely my own creations.
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: Please upgrade my guns. $25 per gun.
Dr. MacVellian: w/ Zach Dallas ...Okay. Fine.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): YAY
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: excellent, I'll wire $50 to your account right now ^.^
Zach Dallas: I'd like to gamble a bit with Bogan or whoever else wants in
TADM: Mike, your character is not allowed to use Paypal.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): A critical failure would be devestating
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): (lol)
Given two days of boredom, everyone other than Lottie Galloway, Abe Hovey (and family), the Union Blue Employees, H.K. Dial, and Dr. Bailey will play cards.
Uriel Iscariot: A game a' cards? Count me in there Son!
Zach Dallas: Gambling [1d8 = 4]
Uriel Iscariot: Gambling [1d6 = 9]
Dr. MacVellian: goes to work on "secret project"
Bogan: [1d8 = 19]
Uriel Iscariot: (really should make ante pot before a roll =) )
[w] Dr. MacVellian: I assume I roll repair or smarts for that, maybe even weird science?
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: To modify Zach's guns will be a repair check.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): $.25, I guess
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): any major currency is accepted
Uriel Iscariot: a 'Quata ante? You're rich son.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): except for LA money
After a couple hours of playing, Mr. Bogan clears the field.
Bogan: That's a nice pile of chips.
Zach Dallas: I like yours better
Although Uriel does a good job and walks away a little wealthier.
Dr. MacVellian: Repair [1d6 = 8]
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: You succeed.
Uriel Iscariot: Your money shall go to those who needeth it the most!
Zach is down $5, Uriel is up $2.50. Bogan is up about $20.
Uriel Iscariot: Con'grats to ya Mr Brogan! Thou playest a mean hand of cards!
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): (Okay, if no one else has CRAZY stupid ideas to execute, I will attempt that roll again =) )
Bogan: Thank you Preacher. I feel a bit guilty taking money from a man of the cloth, but you play a mean hand of cards yourself.
Dr. MacVellian: Bored, so I join in too
Bogan: Sure you weren't a card shark before turning to the Good Book?
Uriel Iscariot: I have ne'va been anything but a servan't of the lord. Howeva, one can't really dream of goin' out 'west widout some common sense, I.E. card playin :3
Bogan: I see.
Uriel Iscariot: There are but a few ways to meet people. Gamblin is one of dem, I say. =) Can't be sure of someone's wits out here unless youve wagered ag'gin em. =)
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Can i attempt miracle roll again?
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {--2 Power Level (each)} [1d6-2 = 1]
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): ah, oh well.
After two long days being cooped up in the Hellstromme Express, the conductor announces that the halfway point of the journey—Salina, Kansas—is only a few hours away. Warily, Dr. Bailey pulls you aside for a quiet meeting in the empty dining car.
Aristotle Lewis: Next stop Salina! Home of a lot of grain elevators. You can seem them already.
[w] Zach Dallas: actually, I want to sneak a Hunch off on Nick's character and our Patron when I get the chance to do so quietly
[w] Zach Dallas: Nick first
Zach Dallas: Spellcasting [1d8 = 11]
Zach Dallas: Spellcasting [1d8 = 4]
Dr. Elijah Bailey: We’ve entered Bloody Kansas. This is where things get interesting, between the bandits and the regulators, so it’s best to be cautious. Here—take these tonics and linaments, and don’t hesitate to use them if the situation warrants!
Zach Dallas: What do each of these do?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You have an image of a quiet and introspective girl sitting alone by herself reading.
[w] Zach Dallas: dammit, Nick
[w] -> Zach Dallas: For the second one, you see what looks like a runaway slave fleeing from dogs through a marsh.
[w] Zach Dallas: it looks like Elijah?
Dr. Elijah Bailey: These are: Bailey’s Refreshing Tonic (Heals 2 wounds.) Elijah’s Little Pick-Me-Up (Quickness for 3 rounds.) Vim Juice (Raises Strength 2 steps for 3 rounds.) Crimson Steer (Raises Spirit 1 step for 4 rounds.)
There is one of each bottle in the case.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Dallas A much younger version, yes.
Zach Dallas: shotgun Tonic
GM: I also need Notice Checks from everyone.
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 5]
Dr. MacVellian: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 10]
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 8]
Dr. MacVellian: Guess I'll take the Vim Juice
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): (assuming no one wants the last one) =)
You see a shadow lurking on the other side of the blinds at the back of the car.
Those who got a raise are pretty sure it is a Union Blue repairman.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Just lurking?
GM: Yes, no action, like the person is trying to listen in on the conversation.
Uriel Iscariot: Ye Haw!
Uriel Iscariot: Thank you Elijah. =)
Dr. Elijah Bailey: No problem. You have done well so far. It is getting late, so I am going to turn in.
Dr. Elijah Bailey: Salina is a pretty quiet layover, and at this rate will be the middle of the night. They stop to refill the Ghost Rock hopper for the engine. We should leave in the morning.
Uriel Iscariot: Ah, I see. Darn infernal rock....
Dr. Elijah Bailey: Hmm..what's that? Oh yes, whatever you say preacher.
Dr. Bailey wanders back towards the sleeper cars.
It is about 8'o'clock when the train pulls into the station in Salina.
The skinniest of the three Union Blue repairmen tracks you down and asks you to meet in the lounge car in ten minutes.
Uriel Iscariot: Yes son, I'll be there.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 10]
Uriel Iscariot: To see where the other Union Blue man went (the lurker)
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: Well, the first thing you notice is that, despite being dressed up as one, this Union Blue Repairman is not a man, but a disguised woman.
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: And you don't know where the other two are.
Courtney Morrow: My name is Courtney Morrow. I need to speak to all of you, right now, so we can bury the hatchet before things get out of hand. And there are some other things you should know about.
Courtney is an attractive young woman, well, you would guess so if she was not covered in grease and wearing clothes designed to make her look like a man. Plus they are baggy and a couple sizes too large.
Uriel Iscariot: :eyes narrow:
Zach Dallas: checking for people around
Zach Dallas: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 5]
Courtney Morrow: I don't have time to fiddle around, so I'll give this to you straight. I don't have a problem with any of you, yet.
There is no one else in the car.
Courtney Morrow flashes you an Agency badge. You are certain it is authentic.
Uriel Iscariot: 0.0!
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Im good
Zach Dallas: I'm glad the Agency is here
Courtney Morrow: This is between me and Elijah. We’ve got history you don’t know about. None of your business, frankly.
Courtney Morrow: There’s trouble brewing on this train. Sir Cannon and Ms. Galloway are fighting like Kilkenny cats, and have you seen the way Professor Dial glares at Patton Riddle when he thinks no one’s looking? It’s the look of a man with murder in his heart. Speaking of murder, it's only a matter of time before Tate or Judson show up dead.
Zach Dallas: Yeah, we noticed
Courtney Morrow: My point is this: your time is best spent looking out for yourselves, rather than worrying about Elijah. So what do you say? You going to pull in your horns, or is this just going to turn into a heap of difficulty for everyone involved?
She stops talking, downs two shots of whiskey, and it looks like she is waiting for a response.
Uriel Iscariot: I'll tell ya what the problem is. E'eryones gone tossing there rope arou'd 'ere without tyin a damn knot....all this loose techno-jumbo is all wrong, and them whackos got no common sense
Zach Dallas: I reckon we ought to be able to watch both. Dr. Bailey is one of the safer contestants
Uriel Iscariot: (begins rant on science, and loopy inventors)
[w] Zach Dallas: was she the one who ran through the loby during the incident?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Yes
Dr. MacVellian: I agree with Zach. Plus, Dr. Bailey is paying us.
Uriel Iscariot: Everyone's behavior is my bussiness. No sheep in my flock is going to get all violent whilst im around.
Courtney Morrow: Well, your loss. Have a quiet night then.
She stands up and walks out the front of the car, heading toward the engine.
Uriel Iscariot: Skirts that dress like a man....
Uriel Iscariot: *Sigh*
Uriel Iscariot: (Lights a cigar)
Uriel Iscariot: Well then you two, we do have a job. Who wants to look after whom, since we all agree on what' is to be done 'ere?
Patton Riddle walks into the car.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): are we in a good position to watch Bailey?
Dr. MacVellian: I'll go see how the Doctor is doing. If you'll excuse me
Patton Riddle: Ah, Preacher. There you are. Smoking I see. Care to join me out on the platform, I have a bit of soul-searching I wish to do.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Someone should. We are being paid ya know
Dr. MacVellian: leaves toward the sleeping cars
Uriel Iscariot: Absolutely! Ne'ver should one have to make the journey alone!
Uriel Iscariot: Follows Patton
Uriel Iscariot: Psst. Zach. I leave the train to you
[w] Zach Dallas: I'll shadow Patton and Uriel for now
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Okay
Zach Dallas: Agility [1d8 = 15]
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Technically a Stealth check, but I'll let an Agility of 15 work for that this time.
[w] Zach Dallas: I don't actually have Stealth, so that's at -2
Uriel Iscariot: I say Son, whats troublin youse?
Patton and Uriel step out onto the lit loading dock. A number of Union Blue employees are working at the fron of the train refilling the Ghost Rock hopper.
Patton lights up his pipe and takes a few puffs on it.
Uriel Iscariot: To determine what kind of tobacco
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 9]
It is some mighty fine Virginia tobacco.
Patton Riddle: I say Preacher, there are times that I think I am not using my God given talents to their fullest. I design weapons of great power, hunt dangerous animals with my bare hands, woo hundreds of women. Yet I feel like I am lacking something. Perhaps I should conquer a small country?
Dr. MacVellian: checking for any suspicious activity
[w] Dr. MacVellian: and for the mystery woman
Dr. MacVellian: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 7]
Patton Riddle: Don't get me wrong, I feel no regrets, just want more. After all, I can do anything, and do it well. Truly God has chosen me for greatness.
Uriel Iscariot: Son, There's plenty'a country that needs some conquerage. This 'ere west is god-given to America, and all its great heroes.
Uriel Iscariot: But it is not without its tests; many a brave faithful soul find an end 'ere. Surely, you are up to the calling, not a simple gratification, of spreadin' some decentcy to these ' ere parts?
[w] Zach Dallas: with all of the union-folk around, I'm pretty sure Uriel is safe. I'll head back to Doc's place, but I'm going to try to remain stealthed
Zach Dallas: Agility [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 3]
Zach Dallas is using a benny
Zach Dallas: Agility [1d4 = 6]
[w] Zach Dallas: that is acceptible
Uriel Iscariot: Ain't none a better callin than to serve yer lord and yer nation all at once.
Patton Riddle: I'll think about it Preacher. Maybe I should make something out here with my own hands. What do you think of Riddle-topia as the name?
Uriel Iscariot: An' in 20 years, a'fter America is sea to sea, they will know the names of the men who did it.
Uriel Iscariot: Son, that sounds like a fantastic idea. You'se just need to find some pit that needs a gud dose'a culturin, and throw that town right down on em! ha ha ha!
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: You are wandering around the sleeper cars when you hear the sounds of a scuffle from the freight car directly behind the sleeper car.
Patton Riddle: Thanks Preacher. I'll do that right after I win the Symposium this year.
[w] Dr. MacVellian: Goes to check it out
Dr. MacVellian: Stealth {--2 Untrained} [1d4-2 = 3]
Uriel Iscariot: Gud luck to ya, Just don't let dem machines take ye over. Faith and humanity will conquer more than bullets ever will. *puff*
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You head back into the sleeper area and see MacVellian heading towards the nearest freight car.
Uriel Iscariot: Seen many' a withered soul come back from way' out there
[w] Zach Dallas: I'm going to have to tail her
Uriel Iscariot: 'When you wallow with pigs...expect to get dirty!
[w] Zach Dallas: actually, forget that. I'm going to check on Elijah, first
Zach Dallas: Agility [1d6 = 21]
[w] Zach Dallas: I AM INVISIBLE
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Dallas Elijah is snoozing blissfuly in his room.
[w] Zach Dallas: I'm going to hide out and keep an eye on him
[w] Zach Dallas: gun at the ready, of course
Uriel finishes his announcement about the same time Dr. MacVellian reaches the freight car to investigate the noises she was hearing.
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 3]
[w] Zach Dallas: I'm not sure if I can hear it
With a resounding crash, one of the doors shatters open and a Union Blue repairman comes tumbling out of the car and lies unmoving on the station dock.
About two seconds later, the second one flies through the same hole, landing in a pile on top of the first.
Patton Riddle: Hmm...that seems rather violent and unexpected.
Patton draws his pistol and heads over toward the freight car.
[w] Zach Dallas: I head out to the racket. Does Bailey wake up from this?
Several Union Blue guards rush toward the freight car, weapons at the ready.
Zach Dallas: Agility [1d6 = 7]
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Dallas Nope, he is snoring blissfully.
Uriel Iscariot: I must tend to the injured!
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 9]
Uriel Iscariot: Anything else discernable?
GM: Do you run over to the injured?
Uriel Iscariot: Yep
Dr. MacVellian: grips my wrench tightly, and tries to keep my head
A tall woman in a long duster and a floppy wide brimmed hat steps out of the hole. She sniffs dismissively.
There is a two-inch wide streak of white hair that rolls down halfway to her chest from her left temple. It stands out from the rest of her raven black hair.
Her piercing green eyes sweep over the Union Blue employees, Uriel, and Patton.
Woman: These guys were tampering with the cargo. I expect better of Union Blue.
Patton Riddle: My god, it is Athena given form and returned to the mortal world!
[w] Zach Dallas: if I can hear this, I'm going to get back to Bailey
[w] Zach Dallas: this is clearly not as horrid as I was expecting
Union Blue Soldier: (Umm...GM? Does she really have a +6 Charisma? Isn't that kind of excessive?)
GM: Yes, deal with it.
Union Blue Soldier: Not complaining....
Patton Riddle: Can I start worshipping now?
GM: Shut up you horny bastard.
Patton Riddle: Right, I'll stand here slack-jawed and be happy.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): :3
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Okay, you find Dr Bailey snoozing away.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Let's test Patton....
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Hrm...but that would get me killed...
Uriel Iscariot: Ah well just heal up the soldiers...
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: What is your character doing right now?
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {--2 Power Level (each)} [1d6-2 = 3]
Dr. MacVellian: Trying to maintain order, since I assume the sleeping people are not too happy right now
The Union Blue Repairmen lying in a heap are unconscious, but otherwise uninjured.
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): pretty sure they're wondering what's going on, so i'm trying to keep them back/safe
[w] Zach Dallas: to get a new hiding spot
Zach Dallas: Agility [1d6 = 35]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): FUCK THE STEALTH SKILL I WILL STAY WITH THIS
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): PERFECT SELF!
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): MWHA HA HA!
Most of the inventors are peering through curtains or standing at one of the dock, looking on with mild amusement or concern.
Sir Clyde Reed Cannon: Is our equipment undamaged?
Woman: Yes. You are welcome to check it yourself.
She steps to one side.
Union Blue Soldier: Ma'am, you are under arrest for assaulting rail employees.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): You gonna get raped, son.
Woman: Right. Rail employees who were attempting to vandalize Doctor Bailey's equipment?
Union Blue Soldier: The law is the law, if they were breaking it then they will be punished also.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Hrm.....
Patton Riddle: Preacher, by my count there are six Union boys over there.
[w] Dr. MacVellian: Pretty sure I know the response I'll get, but is she Dr. Bailey's wife, or his mentor?
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: You have no idea.
Uriel Iscariot: That seens accurate, yes.
Patton Riddle: And that woman has a pair of Colt Peacemakers on her hips. She draws and I'm thinking you are going to need to be saying Last Rites really damn fast.
Patton Riddle: By the way...those are spectacular looking hips. Nice firm thighs...
GM: Patton, I told you to shut up you horny bastard.
Patton Riddle: Sorry.
Uriel Iscariot: Hopefully faster than that. Good Blood doesn't need to be spilled here.
Union Blue Soldier: Ma'am, are you going to come peacefully?
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Option 1 # Air Miracle to lift her duster, and get patton to tussle with Mysterious baddass woman
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Option 2 Water to make them slip and fall (the soliders)
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Hrm...
Woman: Depends, you have a few more friends to bring to the party?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Option 1 will be all sorts of hilarious
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Option 1 will get me housed.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): DO IT
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): being housed is fine
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): free room
Patton Riddle: Option 1 will probably get me killed.
Patton Riddle: But I'm not necessarily complaining mind you...
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): but it will be a splendid death
The Union Blue soldiers level their rifles at her.
Union Blue Soldier: Ma'am, I'm only asking you one more time.
Uriel Iscariot: Going for the gusto! (literally!)
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {--2 Power Level (each)} [1d6-2 = 7]
A gust of air strikes the woman, tipping her back slightly and sending her duster flying.
As Patton noted, she does have a pair of Colt Peacemakers strapped to her hips.
Patton Riddle: And those are some spectacular breasts....I don't suppose you could possibly...cause her clothes to fly off?
GM: Patton...sigh.
Uriel Iscariot: (acts unsuspicious and looks as if tending to the soliders)
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): :3
The woman suddenly vanishes from view.
Union Blue Soldier: Awww Hell!
Union Blue Soldier: Oh sheet!
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): (At least no blood was spilled......except maybe mine in future installments)
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: Nah, given her personality, she probably found it amusing. She also wouldn't really know it was you.
Union Blue Soldier: Sound the alarm, call out the other squads! Start searching the area. We have some devil woman loose...or something.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I know two people who they won't find
Uriel Iscariot: Raises head at the sound of "Devil"
Uriel Iscariot: Starts waving crucifixes and rosaries around like a moron and generally tries to play idiot.
Patton Riddle: Aww....I'm uh...going back to my sleeper room for a bit. Hey, anyone have some extra tissue I could borrow?
GM: Gross Patton.
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): wonders why Patton isn't at the brothel. after all, a town w/ a station in the middle of nowhere should have several
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Brothel has nothing on that chick
Sir Cannon and his three Martial Artist bodyguards go into the freight car to inspect for damage.
TADM: Brothel girls < +6 Charisma bonus.
Uriel Iscariot: Me thinks you should consult the good book on your.....licentiousness, Patton.
Patton Riddle: Great idea Preacher. You have a spare bible?
GM: Oh yeah, he's going to Hell.
Patton Riddle: Hey wait! That's not what I meant.
GM: Right....
Uriel Iscariot: :grin:
GM: Who is doing what now?
Uriel Iscariot: Says a prayer for Patton silently, and then looks after the two union soldiers.
[w] Zach Dallas: I'm going to keep watch on Bailey until Nick or Tack come back
Dr. MacVellian: finally goes inside the freight car from my end, since everything went quiet
MacVellian enters the freight car.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Common Zach, you need to have that train under your control!
Uriel tends to the wounded. It looks like they are going to have pretty large bruises.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Not my job
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I'm watching Bailey
GM: Notice check for MacVellian.
Dr. MacVellian: Notice {+2 Alertness} [Critical failure!] [1d6+2 = 3]
TADM: YES!
Dr. MacVellian is using a benny
Dr. MacVellian: Notice {+2 Alertness} [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6+2 = 5]
TADM: Boo!
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): I'd let it slide, but you asked for the check, so it must be for something important
MacVellian does not see any signs of obvious tampering. Although she does see a couple of Sir Cannon's Chinese bodyguards taking one of Lottie Galloway's crates and dumping it out the side of the car with a resounding crash.
GM: So no obvious tampering other than that.
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): Weird. Looks like someone switched Ms. Galloways's and Mr. Cannon's crates >.<
TADM: Now if you had throught of that ahead of time, that would be worth some serious bonus XP.
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): That's what happens when Sir Cannon hires someone like Tack to teach his bodyguards English
Once done with that, the Chinese bodyguards leave.
Conrad Judson and Sylvester Tate show up at different points in the next five minutes to check on their crates, but do nothing else.
Uriel Iscariot: If the soliders are stable now, I'd best to find my co-workers.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): good luck
Lottie Galloway, H.K. Dial, Patton Riddle, and Dr. Bailey are nowhere to be seen during this time.
GM: Although we know where Patton is....
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): >.<
Dr. Elijah Bailey: ZZZZZzzzzzzz
Lottie Galloway: ZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz
H.K. Dial: ZZZZZZzzzzzzz
Patton Riddle: Grunt grunt! Oh yeah! Grunt grunt!
GM: Sigh. Patton.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Ewwww.....
GM: So what is everyone up to? Local time is 10PM now.
Uriel Iscariot: I suppose I will at least notice the surroundings of where the train is
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 5]
Zach Dallas: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 4]
[w] Zach Dallas: I'm just going to keep an eye on Bailey for now
[w] Zach Dallas: but while I'm at it...
[w] Zach Dallas: Hunch
Zach Dallas: Spellcasting [1d6 = 5]
Dr. MacVellian: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 4]
The train station is a short distance outside of town. Salina is actually a pretty large town. In addition to the aforementioned Grain Elevators, it has a meat packing plant, a telegraph office, a newspaper with printing press, several general stores, and a large steam-powered flour mill that operates 24x6. (Off on Sundays.)
Dr. MacVellian: going to keep an eye on the freight car as the Union Blue people check the crates and repair the hole
The station has several storage warehouses, a barracks for Union Blue staff, and a pretty nice loading area with spots for three trains.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Hunch on Bailey?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You see a slightly older Bailey, sitting in a saloon somewhere, staring at a very pretty dancing girl and throwing money at her.
[w] Zach Dallas: yes please
The Union Blue people quickly and efficiently repair the car door. Several squads of Union Blue soldiers patrol the area, alert for any signs of the mysterious woman.
[w] Zach Dallas: hey, if I use Hunch on myself after I get posessed by a Manitou, would I be able to see what goes on while I'm under control and out of commission?
Uriel Iscariot: I will wait for my posse to do anything, and as such, do my best to find them
[w] -> Zach Dallas: No to your second question, as the Hunch cannot be cast on a Manitou and you would be looking at its activity while in your body.
Uriel locates Dr. MacVellian in the Freight Car.
He suspects that Zach might have temporarily transcended the need for a physical body.
Uriel Iscariot: Howd'ay Dr.
It takes the Union Blue employees about an hour to patch the hole and secure the door. Once they are done, they disperse any inventors or bodyguards that are still lurking around watching the gear.
Dr. MacVellian: And with the soldiers on high alert, I guess we should get some sleep
GM: It is now about 11PM local time.
Uriel Iscariot: Yes I agree, thy should take careth of thyself. An' Morrow comes, we shall see it then.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): 12:00AM Standard time
The Union Blue soldiers eventually give up on finding the woman and resume their normal patrols.
Uriel Iscariot: Also thank you for earlier Dr.
Dr. MacVellian: For what?
Uriel Iscariot: The Train?
Uriel Iscariot: Your actions?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): saving all of our lives?
[w] Zach Dallas -> Dr. MacVellian: working on my guns?
Uriel Iscariot: Hrmpf. I suppose the best deed is the one that is done for the sake of it, and none other. Verily thou art a saint, and thou dost not knoweth!
Dr. MacVellian: Oh, right. That. No big deal
[w] Dr. MacVellian -> Zach Dallas: I think they were done before we arrived in town, but I'm not sure
[w] -> Dr. MacVellian: MacVellian They were.
Uriel Iscariot: 0.0
Uriel Iscariot: Have you seen Elijah?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): yes
Dr. MacVellian: No, I have not
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): the question is: have you seen Zach?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): pretty sure the answer is "Nope"
Uriel Iscariot: Aight then. Peace be with you.
Uriel Iscariot: Heads to the rest car.
Dr. MacVellian: Heads there too
[w] -> Zach Dallas: What is Zach doing during this time?
[w] Zach Dallas: I'm keeping an eye on Bailey and on the surrounding area for miscivious Agency women
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 7]
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): (Zach is beyond the mortal concept of heading to a place)
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): makes it damn hard to notice things, though
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): no surroundings and all
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You find no mischevious Agency women. You are relatively certain that Courtney Morrow is sleeping in the caboose.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: How late are you staying up to watch the surrounding area, freight cars, etc.
[w] Zach Dallas: was she, by any chance, the pretty dancing woman in Bailey's past?
[w] Zach Dallas: once the other two return to their post, I'm going to exit stealth and pretend I was there the entire time and see how long it takes them to notice
[w] Zach Dallas: their post being here
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You'd need to get a much better look at her for a definitive answer, although you are inclined to think "no" given what you saw in your hunch and what you have seen of Courtney Morrow.
[w] Zach Dallas: I like Hunch
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Or, as a better way to answer that, the magic eight ball says, "Answer Uncertain"
Uriel Iscariot: Sleeps peacefully. Casualties averted for now.
Zach finds that MacVellian and Uriel are dozing peacefully in their sleeper cars. In fact, everyone is asleep on the train.
Abe Hovey: With ma in her kerchief, and I in my cap....
Zach Dallas: Ugh, might as well go to bed, then
GM: Yes, that kind of thing.
Dr. MacVellian: Riding [1d4 = 3]
Dr. MacVellian: um...i'm dreaming about horseback riding
Patton Riddle: Ooohhh what is MacVellian riding? Can it be me?
GM: Patton! So help me!
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): (Sneezes in his sleep. That louse is headed to destruction)
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I'll pull an all nighter, then
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I can sleep on the train
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Oh wow, with certain edges, you could be brutal with sleep abuse.
TADM: Yes you could. With certain edges you could really avoid the need for sleep a long period of time.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): That's wicked cool!
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): except for that nasty cumulative -2
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): that'll get you eventually
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): and you'll be out for a week
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): :3
TADM: Bingo.
Zach Dallas: "I had a nice 1 week nap"
GM: It is about 3AM local time.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): "NO. You had a nice COMA"
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): "get it right"
GM: Zach makes a Notice check.
Zach Dallas: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 20]
GM: RIGHT
TADM: Hmm...
TADM: Looks on Fantasy Grounds Support forums for "Loaded Dice"
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Tik Tik has blessed you.
Zach spots the mysterious woman sitting on top of the Ghost Rock Hopper, she is looking off to the north.
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): snipe her!
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I'll see if I can sneak up there by her
Zach Dallas: Stealth {--2 Untrained} [Critical failure!] [1d4-2 = -1]
Zach Dallas: FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU
Zach Dallas is using a benny
Zach Dallas: Stealth {--2 Untrained} [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6-2 = 3]
Zach Dallas is using a benny
Zach Dallas: Stealth {--2 Untrained} [Critical failure!] [1d4-2 = -1]
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): MASSACRE!
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): UNRESTRAINED BIMODAL DISTRIBUTION
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): brb afk
Zach manages to scramble up to the top of the Ghost Rock Hopper. He no longer feels otherworldly in his ability to move through walls.
Woman: Late sleeper Mr. Dallas?
Zach Dallas: Quite. I thought I was going to be relieved
Zach Dallas: Did not quite work
Zach Dallas: So, rumor has it there was a massive commotion earlier
Woman: Possibly.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I basically expect anyone standing on top of a Ghost Rock Hopper in the middle of the night to know my name, by the way
TADM: I would. It is a safe bet.
Zach Dallas: shuffles cards
TADM: Plus they might be literate and have a complete passenger manifest.
Woman: Do you like explosions, Mr. Dallas?
Zach Dallas: Depends on their location relative to my own
Zach Dallas: you have anything particular in mind?
Woman: Cute answer. I like a sense of humor.
Zach Dallas: Thank you
Woman: I have nothing in particular in mind. I suspect that the group of Sioux Indians lurking beyond the lights out there might have something planned.
Woman: They stole a bunch of dynamite from one of the Union Blue sheds earlier.
Zach Dallas: Well, that's annoying
Woman: Any idea how large of an explosion a dozen sticks of dynamite and a full Ghost Rock Hopper makes?
Zach Dallas: That's what I was wondering
Woman: I'll give you a hint. I plan on being on the other side of Salina.
Woman: Or you could mention it to those sleepy Union Blue guards out there. Since I'm sure they would try to arrest me on sight if I showed up to tell them.
Zach Dallas: Well, even if such an explosion would be beautiful, it would cause quite a lot of trouble for all sorts of people
Woman: Indeed.
Zach Dallas: So, let's just stop it
Zach Dallas: ^.^
Woman: Okay, tell the Union Blue guards so they can take care of it.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Don't 'ate da boomy!
Zach Dallas: Will do
Zach Dallas: Might I ask your name?
Woman: Sure, you can ask all you want. There's a big difference between asking and getting an answer.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Oi git! You'se be hatin da big boom! get outta my waaaaagh!
Zach Dallas: And what should I call you?
Woman: Don't really make a difference to me Mr. Dallas. If we need to be introduced, we will be.
Zach Dallas: Touche', Ms Whately
She smiles when you say Ms Whateley.
Woman: That'll do.
Zach Dallas: Splendid
Zach Dallas: I'm going to go harass some blue-coats, then
Woman: Have a lovely evening.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): .....but no boom. :|
Zach Dallas: Care for your fortune?
Zach Dallas: holds out the deck
She stops for a second. A wide smile crosses her face.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Note: you need to do an actual tarot reading in honor of the i-ching sticks.
You are relatively certain men would kill for that smile. In fact, you are almost certain they have.
Woman: Sure. Although I bet you are dying to try out a Hunch while you are at it.
Zach Dallas: Most definitely, but I'm pretty sure that would leave me more clueless than before anyway
Zach Dallas: No harm in reading what one cannot comprehend
She pulls a Queen of Hearts from the deck.
Woman: How unsurprising.
Zach Dallas: Hm. A queen of "Hearts" represents a fair and just person. She could be trusted and she is faithful
Zach Dallas: Spellcasting [1d8 = 6]
Zach Dallas: flips the top five cards in sequence
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): And, in the tradition of in game divination....
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You see Ms Whateley on a small horse, she is wearing some sort of strange bronze-colored armor. There are a couple thousand infantry with her. They are wearing red plumed helmets and similar armor to hers. They all have large rectangular shields. The men are standing in formation, staring hesitantly at some distant woods. She is speaking in some language you don't understand. When she stops, the men laugh nervously. A short while after that, a vast horde of THINGS, you can only think of them as demons, rushes out of the forest at them. A massive battle breaks out, the humans do well, but they end up losing. The image ends when a massive winged demon drops on her from above and rips her head off. It is a pretty gruesome death.
Woman: Enjoy your night, Mr. Dallas. I have things to attend to.
Zach Dallas: You as well
Zach Dallas: bows
She jumps off the Ghost Rock Hopper and heads into the night.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Dallas Only 103 more hunches to go....
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Dallas Because yes, she has that many....
Uriel Iscariot: is still alseep being worthless to the team at the moment.
Zach Dallas: hops down the train
Zach Dallas: heads off to where the dynamite is kept
GM: Do you go find some Union Soldiers?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): first I want to see the area
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): anything wrong with it?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): actually hold on
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I have a better solution
Zach Dallas: pulls the dynamite from my coat
Zach Dallas: approaches a soldier
Union Blue Soldier: Hello sir, can I help you?
Zach Dallas: Excuse me, sir, I saw this out by the woods over there
Union Blue Soldier: Really?
Zach Dallas: I figured it didn't belong over there
Zach Dallas: aaand since these trains are highly explosive...
Union Blue Soldier: Definitely sir. I shall call the guards immediately so we can investigate.
Union Blue Soldier: Thank you for bringing this to my attention.
Zach Dallas: Thanks. Mind if I tag along? I have nothing better to do
Union Blue Soldier: Certainly, then you can help us pinpoint where the dynamtic was found.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): hm
The guard goes over and sounds an alarm. Several squads of soldiers arrive.
Zach Dallas: Do we even have dynamite here?
One squad is dispatched over to the dynamte shed, where they report that it was broken into.
This naturally causes a bit of a panic, and the entire garrison is turned out, because yes, they know how big of an explosion the Hellstromme Express would cause.
They spot a group of Indians riding off to the north. Evidently tangling with the Union garrison was not something the war party was willing to do.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Savages.
Union Blue Soldier: Good work again sir, bringing this to our attention.
Union Blue Soldier: You probably saved a lot of lives.
Zach Dallas: Yeah, no problem
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): so, it's 10 to 1. are we calling it quits or what?
Zach Dallas: That would have been game ending, if you know what I mean
TADM: And a really long combat sequence with about 50 people at once...
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): teehee, it's a pun
Union Blue Soldier: Indeed sir. Well, thank you again and have a good night.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): There should be Casualties Prevented count. =)
Zach Dallas: You too
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I win
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Kill counts are so last season
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I get to add a town to the list
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): So far, yest
And on that note, the rest of the night passes uneventfully.
The Hellstromme Express leaves Salina the following morning. Zach Dallas is a bit tired, but everyone else gets a good night sleep.
TADM: Okay, bennies are reset and XP is issued.
TADM: Thanks for playing. :D
Nick (Dr. MacVellian): Np. Goodnight to all
Campaign saved.