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Savage Worlds Ruleset for Fantasy Grounds II
(c) 2009 Pinnacle Entertainment Group.
TADM: So those are; D8 - D6 - D6 - D4 - D6 - D12
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Wow, You did well again.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Mach got delt INSANELY
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): I don't even have a d12 yet.
Nick (Bob): Sorry. Getting distracted by other things. :(
Fade laughs hysterically as she invades this campaign via an interdimensional portal that also converts people to different rulesets.
TADM: Bad Fade. Go away.
Fade: I made myself using the GURPS rules, is that okay?
TADM: Fade, you play on Tuesday nights. Go back to sleep.
There is a nasty, half-melted headless snake carcass blocking further passage down the snake hole.
GM: WWUD?
Uriel Iscariot: Our problems are adding up here.
Wade Hatton: That they are.
Brock Hale: That was a neat trick with the exploding cigar by the way.
Judith Evans: Yeah, but it seems to have knocked Mr. Dallas out cold.
Uriel Iscariot: My only lament is that it wasted perfectly good tobacco.
Brock Hale: Ain't that a sin preacher?
Uriel Iscariot: I reckon it 'tis, but I'm sure there is an indulgence we recieve for serpent killin.
Brock Hale: Especially a big varmint like that one.
Wade Hatton: So let's back track and see if we can find another way around this.
Uriel Iscariot: Smarts [1d6 = 5]
Uriel Iscariot: Second...here. I want to take a good look at it.
Uriel Iscariot: We are all good I think. They can't multiply, as this looks to be an adder.
Judith Evans: Well, I'll drag Zach back out to the horses and wait for you guys. This bloody snake mess is a bit too much for my delicate constitution.
Judith Evans drags Zach Dallas out of the snake hole and back to the horses.
Uriel Iscariot: Really? I was under the impression womenfolk were good friends with snakes?
Judith Evans: Hey preacher man, you want a woman who has a snake that possesses carnal knowledge of her, I know a place in Shan Fan that is right up your alley.
Brock Hale: WOW. I don't feel so good after that.
Uriel Iscariot: Does she use Hair Coilers?
Uriel Iscariot: or are you just rattle-tailing on her?
Judith Evans laughs.
Judith Evans: You have a smutty mind and a quick tongue preacher.
Uriel Iscariot: Smutty? No way, m'am.
Wade Hatton: Alright, let's get moving here.
Uriel Iscariot: Where are we going to exactly?
Wade Hatton: Not sure, but standing in front of a snake corpse underground is not my idea of a fun afternoon.
Wade Hatton: So we go back to looking for Fogwalker and see if he is around.
Uriel Iscariot: Sure.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 5]
GM: There are no Native American Shamans within your immediate area.
Wade Hatton: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 16]
Uriel Iscariot: Hrm.
Wade Hatton: Well, this way.
Wade Hatton walks back out of the tunnel and begins following tracks that head West.
Wade Hatton: Looks like some Indians were by here not too long ago.
Wade Hatton: I spotted a set of tracks in the tunnel even. Lucky that.
Uriel Iscariot: Verily?
Uriel Iscariot: you seem to have scaled up this situation nicely!
Brock Hale: Indeed and forsooth.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 4]
Uriel Iscariot: Follow Tracks
GM: Wade, Brock, and Uriel follow the tracks for about twenty minutes. In a small bowl-shaped depression you spot a group of four tepees.
GM: Common Knowledge Check (or a suitable skill) to figure out what tribe they are.
Wade Hatton: Wade Hatton: Smarts [1d8 = 6]
Wade Hatton: Wade Hatton: Notice [1d8 = 2]
Uriel Iscariot: Smarts [1d6 = 10]
GM: They are definitely Apache. About a dozen braves, a few kids, and four women are packing up their gear and getting ready to move. They have obviously seen you, but don't seem to consider you a threat.
Uriel Iscariot Runs into the camp
Uriel Iscariot Wave's his bible around
Uriel Iscariot: Children of the LORD, there is no reason to be moving or A'feared! This is the day you are to be SAVED from your ways!
TADM: Dave wants to make a new character also?
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): but they don't consider me a threat. I am friendly preacher!
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): =)
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): But if they do gank me, I'd laugh. Mike would come back and then be like...WHAT HAPPENED?
The Apache laugh and give you strange looks. One of them steps forward and stands in front of you.
Stalking Bear: Silly white-man. Rest of band no speak White-man speak. But we think you funny. What bring you here?
Uriel Iscariot: I am here to bring you good news!
GM: Wade and Brock come down into the camp, warily watching Uriel.
Uriel Iscariot: Although....
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} [1d10+2 = 9]
Uriel Iscariot Speak Language >Apache<
Uriel Iscariot (Apache): I come seeking the one known as Fogrider.
TADM: FogWALKER.
Stalking Bear: Ah, the White-Man Shaman. He is to the south of here.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): It was intentional this time. Just probing for some sensitivity while still trying to look dumb.
TADM: Well played then.
TADM: =)
Uriel Iscariot (Apache): Thank you. May your journeys be safe.
Stalking Bear: And you as well, funny man. Thinking of you shall make us laugh for weeks.
Uriel Iscariot: Alright folks. I have a lead. We travel south of here.
Wade Hatton: Sounds good. Let's go back to the camp and get the horses, Judith, and Zach.
Uriel Iscariot Follows Wade
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Sorry about being late
Uriel Iscariot: Hey Zach. Whatcha doing around here around dead snakes!? We have to get to this place an Apache told me about to find Fogwalker.
TADM: Temporary name while Nick and I whisper.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I certainly hope so
Zach Dallas: Then let's get moving. I've been zoned out for long enough
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): He is to be Bob the Builder, distant cousin of Bob the fighter.
Judith Evans: It's okay, while you were asleep I painted your fingernails and toenails bright red. Also, I trimmed your moustache and gave you a temporary tattoo on your left butt-cheeck.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I wasn't even aware that I had a moustache...
Uriel Iscariot: You are just a touchy one, aren't you Judith?
Judith Evans: I like men.
Judith Evans: Clean-shaven ones that is.
Wade Hatton: Right, let's get a move on people.
Uriel Iscariot: Zach isn't a man. He's a gambler and a drunk.
Wade Hatton saddles horse, rides south.
Judith Evans: Well, guess I don't like him as much as a preacher then.
Uriel Iscariot Is a tad uncomforablte with lusty womenfolk around
Judith Evans: I convinced a preacher to become a rabbi.
Uriel Iscariot: How did you do that?
Judith Evans: He said it was easier to give up pork than sex.
Judith Evans laughs.
The small group winds its way south. A couple hours pass before Brock points to a nearby hill and the smoke signals coming from the top of it.
Brock Hale: Think we found some Injuns to talk with.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 4]
[w] Zach Dallas: shoot, I forgot to level up. I'm going for +1 Agility
Uriel Iscariot: Injuns is for convertin or for chasing fartehr west, as far as I see it.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Np, that's why I left the note on your sheet.
Fogwalker: A rather rude and uncivilized opinion.
Zach Dallas: I'd have to agree
Uriel Iscariot (Apache): Hello there. Fogwalker.
Fogwalker: Hello Uriel Iscariot.
Uriel Iscariot: You know my name?
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 3]
Wade Hatton: Fogwalker. Good to see you again.
Brock Hale: How exactly does he just pop out of the ground behind us like that?
Judith Evans: He's kind of sexy in that "naughty wild-man" way. Yumm.
[w] Zach Dallas: does he appear to be the same Native Wade fought in the Hunch?
Fogwalker: Wade. How are you? I do not smell the death of more buffalo on you.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Yes, he looks like the guy who fought with Wade against the giant worms.
Wade Hatton: Same as always.
Brock Hale: Yep, that bad even.
[w] Uriel Iscariot: Judith Evans Don't think about it! miscegenation is a sin! I want 10 hail marys out of you
Fogwalker: Well, it is getting late. You are welcome to stay the night with my people up on the rise. Tomorrow you probably want to leave. The Apache make ready for war.
Uriel Iscariot: War?
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: (Judith) Okay, but I only know how to pray in the nude.
Wade Hatton: I agree...war?
Fogwalker: The white man comes with metal monsters that destroy the nature spirits. If the white-man is not smart enough to hear my words, he will hear my guns.
Brock Hale: Umm...don't take this the wrong way...but you sure look like a white man wearing Injun clothes.
Fogwalker laughs.
Zach Dallas: Guns, eh?
Fogwalker: Yes, guns. White men have no civility and decency, and should be treated the same.
Uriel Iscariot: Okay fogwalker. We will cede to your demands. Where do you want your box of beads to pay for this land?
Wade Hatton: Aren't guns some violation of your "Old Ways Code" or something like that?
Fogwalker laughs.
Fogwalker: I heard your voice on the wind, Uriel Iscariot. I see why Stalking Bear found you so funny.
Uriel Iscariot: Funny? Look at the dress you are wearing, "brave", though it is gutsy lookin like that, i guess....
Zach Dallas: Stalking?
Fogwalker: I do not use guns. The braves may, I do not want them to die to your dreaded guns that rend the earth and fire hundreds of bullets at once.
Zach Dallas: When do Bears stalk?
Fogwalker: Interesting Zach Dallas, you insult the name of a brave who let your preacher-friend live.
Zach Dallas: On the contrary: it must be quite the unique bear to break from the norm like that. Truly worthy of remembrance
Zach Dallas: This is quite the odd development. So the Apache prepare for war against the white men, using the same methods they so detest...
Fogwalker: Ah yes, excellent argument. So Zach Dallas, you suggest that we die miserably for no cause or suggest that we just curl up and die and let white men destroy this world.
Uriel Iscariot: Zach, we met some heathens, and they were lead by someone called StalkingBear. Yah, all these injun names sound the same.
Uriel Iscariot: Destroy this world?
Uriel Iscariot: Let me tell you something son, we are civilizin yer world. This untamed, god given wilderness is for our to use, else why is it here?
Fogwalker: Very well. I tire of this conversation.
Fogwalker: If you believe your GOD so mighty, perform a miracle.
Uriel Iscariot: Sure.
Zach Dallas: OHO!
Zach Dallas: This I have to see
Uriel Iscariot Looking for animals.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 11]
Vultures circle overhead, waiting to eat something that is sure to die soon,.
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Novice Power Penalty -2) [1d10 = 3]
Uriel Iscariot is using a benny
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Novice Power Penalty -2) [1d6 = 26]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): WHAT THE?!
Uriel Iscariot Grabs the vulture swarm
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): make them say the Hail Mary
Uriel Iscariot: Watch as nature bows before its true creator, un-moved by this nature you speak of.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): in song
Fogwalker: Fascinating.
Fogwalker: But useless.
Uriel Iscariot Makes the vultures make a cross pattern as they march across the camp
Uriel Iscariot seems pretty proud of himself.
Fogwalker: Spellcasting [1d12 = 30]
Zach Dallas: I can vouch that he can be useful sometimes
Zach Dallas: I've had more than one bullet-wound patched up without a scar
Fogwalker lifts his arms heavenward and cries out.
Water spouts form around him, throwing water in the air. Fish begin raining from the waterspouts and the Native Americans run around gathering all the food and water they can carry.
Wade Hatton: Well, both those are cool.
Brock Hale: I like salmon.
Judith Evans: I thought the vultures were kinda cool.
Zach Dallas: You guys have...an odd sense of utility
Uriel Iscariot: I see. So..., you want to keep living out here and scramblin for grubs? Or are you gonna cover up your shame and live like normal people? i don't think you can war with fish.
Zach Dallas: Uriel, your display was hardly more terrifying
Zach Dallas: Although I supose controling vultures is a prime skill of the Church
Uriel Iscariot: Yep. But I have fancier clothes, and live in a real house. Go cilvilization. My God is better than hsi. Look at the way we live.
Uriel Iscariot: Zach....now..I know a demon said that and not you, but you should struggle to contain it.
Zach Dallas: Ah, yes, your fancy clothing matches those of Jesus, as does your house match his!
Zach Dallas laughs
Zach Dallas: Be careful not to be too much of a hypocrite
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): hsi?
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): his
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): I know
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): HSIIIII!
Fogwalker: Yes, and look at the way you die. On your knees, begging for mercy and hoping an impotent God will care for you. I have seen your "Heaven" and you are a delusional, stupid fool.
Wade Hatton: You know, I'm thinking the people we brought with us are not helping on the diplomacy front.
Judith Evans: I vote we offer them a virgin sacrifice. Uriel, you want to do the honors?
Fogwalker laughs.
Zach Dallas: Anyways, you said that the white people would destroy the world, right?
Zach Dallas: How would one come to prevent this, without wiping out both warring factions?
Uriel Iscariot Laughs at Judith's remark
Fogwalker: There is a way to put the world right again. But you are not ready for that answer.
Fogwalker: No white-man is.
Uriel Iscariot: You are white.
Uriel Iscariot: You seem to know it.
Judith Evans: I'm a white-woman, want to whisper it to me?
Fogwalker laughs.
Zach Dallas: Really? You seem not to be one to judge people by their looks
Uriel Iscariot: Spit it on out'stead of running yer babblin mouth, you peyote' abusin traitor!
Fogwalker: I am no more a "white-man" than you are a horse.
Zach Dallas chuckles
Zach Dallas: You'd be surprised
Wade Hatton: Fogwalker, can you excuse us for a minute? We need to have a parley amongst ourselves real quick.
Wade Hatton: Before this turns to bloodshed.
Uriel Iscariot shrugs
Fogwalker: Certainly Wade. I am not going anywhere.
Uriel Iscariot: Not my fault. He's wrong and I'm right.
Wade Hatton gestures for Brock, Judith, Zach, and Uriel to follow him.
Zach Dallas follows
Uriel Iscariot follows
About a five minute walk later, Wade turns to face the group.
Wade Hatton: Well, much as I hate to say it, I don't think we have a diplomacy option.
Zach Dallas: He's rather tight-lipped
Wade Hatton: Brock, Judith, and I will hang out at the camp with Fogwalker and talk to him.
Wade Hatton: I want you two (points at Uriel and Zach) to go get the Cavalry and bring them here.
Uriel Iscariot gives Wade his last rights.
Zach Dallas: Where are they at?
Uriel Iscariot: Nice knowing ya wade.
Wade Hatton: Maybe we can talk him out of this. If not, I'd rather we end this now.
Judith Evans: You know, I don't think Fogwalker is going to kill us. I kinda get the feeling he would have already if he wanted to.
Wade Hatton: So that's the plan. You two head straight east from here towards Carson City.
Zach Dallas: He'd at least have tried
Wade Hatton: Judith, Brock, and I will try to distract or placate him until you get back.
Zach Dallas: I wonder what he meant, though
Judith Evans: I can be very good at distracting men.
Zach Dallas: by the end of the world
Wade Hatton: Not sure, I'd like to know though.
Zach Dallas: I certainly would
Zach Dallas: It's hard to change the future if you don't know how to act
Brock Hale: Yeah, he don't strike me as the kind of person who says things just cause he feels like it.
Zach Dallas: And I doubt he's exagerating. He probably knows something that we don't
Uriel Iscariot: He's had one too many hits on the peacepipe, I'd say.
[w] Zach Dallas: when he met us did he look above my head?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Nope.
Zach Dallas: He's had no more hits than you. You just serve different tables with the same drinks
Brock Hale: That's funny there Zach Dallas. You are a good man.
Zach Dallas: Thanks
Wade Hatton: Well, good luck to the both of you. I hope we shall meet again tomorrow.
Uriel Iscariot: If you think this backwater savage people sit at the same table as us civilized folk....
Uriel Iscariot: Riding {--2 Honey Vial} [1d6-2 = 6]
Uriel Iscariot To Carson City
Zach Dallas: Try to figure out what he means by the end of the world and if we might be able to stop it. Stopping them is probably just the first step
Zach Dallas: Riding [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 2]
Zach Dallas is using a benny
Zach Dallas: Riding [1d6 = 8]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): much better
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 8]
Uriel and Zach are about ten minutes into their ride back to Carson City when they come across a drunken looking man walking the opposite direction.
TADM: Enter Nick's charatcer.
Uriel and Zach stop to warn the man of the impending Apache doom.
Stinky Pete: *hick*
Uriel Iscariot: Son, you want to take up arms and defend decent civilization?
Stinky Pete: Hmmm...huh...wha?
Uriel Iscariot: Injuns! Comming to take yer drinks and womenfolk
Stinky Pete: My drinks! No one can has me drinks boot me!
Zach Dallas: You amaze me sometimes. Half the time you're trying to change the drunkards, the other half you're supporting them...
Uriel Iscariot: The LORD works in mysterious ways. Gotta pick a man up before you can set him straight.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 4]
Zach Dallas: Either way, leaving him this close will likely damage whatever negotiations are going on
Uriel Iscariot Succor.
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Seasoned Power -4) [1d10-2 = 7]
Uriel Iscariot: Rise my child! You are healed!
There is a rumbling sound coming from under your feet. Less than a second later the ground opens up and swallows the group. You plummet about a hundred feet, the only reason any of you survive is that you manage to land on the horses and a large pile of sawdust.
GM: The horses die in the fall, absorbing any wounds you would have suffered.
TADM: Good horses!
Uriel Iscariot: Taccheene?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): What useful redshirts!
Zach Dallas: Nah, his was a hand from the earth and we're far from his domain
Zach Dallas: I'm betting it's not the Witch, either
It is pitch black down here, if you look up you can see the light overhead and the the hole you fell through.
Uriel Iscariot Let there be light....
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Novice Power Penalty -2) [Critical failure!] [1d10 = 1]
Uriel Iscariot is using a benny
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Novice Power Penalty -2) [1d10 = 9]
Uriel creates light, which shines out like a beacon, revealing that you are in a tunnel, much like the one the snakes occupied earlier. Except this one is carved from solid rock and runs on a NE-SW line almost unerringly.
GM: Notice checks?
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 11]
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d6 = 5]
Stinky Pete: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 4]
All three of you notice a rail-line that runs the length of the tunnel. Uriel spots a Wasatch symbol on the ties.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Wasatch=?
Uriel Iscariot: is there enough space to evade a train if it comes down the tracks?
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): is there enough space to evade a train if it comes down the tracks?
TADM: Yes.
Zach Dallas: Now this is odd, I haven't heard of any underground lines
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): wait, what's the sawdust doing here?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): also, which way to Carson City?
As if on cue with Uriel's thoughts, the distant echoing sound of an engine comes down the tunnel. You can see the headlight getting ever closer as it speeds down the tracks towards you.
GM: You would guess that Carson City is straight east of here, so maybe NE would get you there. Maybe.
[w] Uriel Iscariot: Can I pick up some of that sawdust?
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: Sure.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Should we escape this railroading by destroying the rails?
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Noo!
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): How fast is the train going? Can we jump onto it when it passes us?
Zach Dallas: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 4]
An incredibly bright spot-light from the train sweeps over you and it slows as it approaches.
Railworker: We have another cave-in!
Railworker #2: Halt the train.
Zach Dallas: Small train, I guess
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): anyplace to hide?
The train screeches to a halt. A series of gatling guns pokes out the front at the group.
Uriel Iscariot: Peace my Brothers and Sisters!
TADM: Not unless you can turn invisible, melt into rock, or otherwise become ethereal.
Railworker: Wow, how'd you folks live through that fall?
Railworker #3: You okay, anyone need medical attention?
Uriel Iscariot: Naw.
Zach Dallas: Nah, the horses broke the fall
Zach Dallas: Thanks for asking, though!
Uriel Iscariot: Yah...um..where is this train going?
Railworker: That's good to hear. Now if you don't mind we need to clear this track, send a team to patch that hole, and get back on schedule.
Railworker: Sorry for the inconvenience, but I will need you folk to step back into the caboose. We have to lock you in the cell back there.
Zach Dallas: Sure. Where does this line lead, anyway?
Railworker: I'll answer that, soon as you are safely locked away.
Uriel Iscariot: Persuasion [Critical failure!] [1d8 = 1]
Railworker: Doctor's Orders. Seriously.
Uriel Iscariot is using a benny
Uriel Iscariot: Persuasion [1d8 = 7]
Uriel Iscariot: You don't need to lock us up. We were here on the good authority of Carson City before we had a run in up there with an evil Injun Shaman
Uriel Iscariot: Anyway, I think it best if you did not restrain us so.
Railworker: An' I have no choice, I has my orders. I can either put you in the jail or I can fill you with lead. Which you want?
Uriel Iscariot: Jail I suppose.
Railworker: Glad ta hear it, ya seemed like reasonable enough folk.
[w] Zach Dallas: I'd like to hunch the railworker as I pass him to figure out where we're heading
Stinky Pete: takes a swig from his flask
[w] Zach Dallas: assuming he has been there before
Zach Dallas: Thanks for the lift
Zach Dallas shuffles deck
The Wasatch Railworkers take you past a couple cars loaded with ties and construction equipment. You are escorted to a caboose, where they put you in a jail cell and lock it. A couple guards with revolving shotguns pointed at you sit nearby.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Spellcasting check.
[w] Zach Dallas: What was I dealt?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Ahh...
Uriel Iscariot: So.....Im im jail.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 5]
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You have a pair of 10s, unless you want to use the JOKERS.
[w] Zach Dallas: Plural?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Yeah, you pulled both of them.
[w] Zach Dallas: What did I get total? I'm going to have to repick something
[w] Zach Dallas: also, does the negative penalty double for using two jokers?
This is a spartan but functional caboose. It looks like the inside of most cabooses.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You had 10C, 10H, AceS, 2C, 3S, 8H, Black Joker, Red Joker, JackD
Uriel Iscariot: So....I'm Uriel, and this is demon boy Zach, Who are you?
Uriel Iscariot looks at the new guy.
[w] Zach Dallas: OK, pair of tens and an Ace will get me 3PP, enough to successfully cast it
Stinky Pete: Huh? Who, me?
Uriel Iscariot: Yes.
Zach Dallas: Spellcasting [1d8 = 11]
Stinky Pete: They call me Stinky Pete
[w] Zach Dallas: but I do still need to roll
[w] -> Zach Dallas: No, you take the best hand, so negative ghost rider, you have to use a Joker to get "Jacks or Better"
[w] Zach Dallas: Wouldn't a pair get me 2 points and and an Ace High get me 1?
Stinky Pete: I prospect. I look fer riches and treasures all o'er tha place!
[w] -> Zach Dallas: That is two different hands.
[w] Zach Dallas: Eh, if you say so. But the distinction is important when both people pull a pair of tens
Uriel Iscariot: Then youve met the right person. Allow me to tell you about a treasure beyond all treasures, something that is more valuable than any gem and closer to you than any metal
[w] -> Zach Dallas: In a duel yes. When "Dealing with the Devil" no.
[w] Zach Dallas: I'll repick the 8
[w] Stinky Pete: Was Nose for Rock a skill, or just a bonus?
Uriel Iscariot: The teaching of the LORD, your personal SAVIOR, JESUS!
Zach Dallas is using a benny
Uriel Iscariot: Persuasion [1d8 = 15]
[w] -> Zach Dallas: When dealing with the devil, you take the combination that gets you the highest PP total, you can't mix them together.
Uriel Iscariot Tell Pete to follow the good LORD.
Stinky Pete: I'm not drunk enough for this
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Nine of spades.
[w] Zach Dallas: Ah, hell. I'll have to take a Joker for 3 of a kind
[w] Zach Dallas: could I take both, or would that result in a double roll?
[w] Stinky Pete: I forgot what we did for D. Mac
Uriel Iscariot: You need not imbibe, you need to im-bible!
Stinky Pete: You want me to drink a bible?
Stinky Pete: Isn't that murder?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You can take both and only get one bad effect.
[w] Zach Dallas: then 4 of a kind
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Alrighty
Uriel Iscariot: It's murder to your soul, if you don't!
Railworker: D20 [1d20 = 9]
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Vigor check. (This is a pretty painless one.)
Zach Dallas: Vigor [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 3]
Zach Dallas is using a benny
Zach Dallas: Vigor [1d6 = 11]
Stinky Pete: I'd rather murder my soul than let someone butcher the engrish language!
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Okay, no bad effect for this one.
[w] Zach Dallas: what would a failure have gotten me?
Nick (Stinky Pete): sorry, listen to someone butcher
Uriel Iscariot: Listen son, Put the bottle down.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Well, actually you get a level of Fatigue, but unless you guys do something silly, you will sleep them off. If you had failed you would have been unconscious for eight hours.
Stinky Pete: drinks
[w] Zach Dallas: well, that would've been amusing
[w] Zach Dallas: so what's the result?
[w] -> Zach Dallas: And your hunch reveals that you are going down the tunnel to a camp up ahead that the guy has been to several times. Well, it looks like the camp moves, but the tunnel stays pretty much the same.
Uriel Iscariot: Sigh. My work is never over...
Uriel Iscariot Elemental Manipulation - Purify Water.
Zach Dallas: Care for a game of cards while we wait?
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} [1d10+2 = 10]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): do we have guards with us?
Uriel Iscariot: There. Drink up. It'll do well for ya.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: You also see him escorting a male newspaper reporter who looks vaguely familiar.
Zach Dallas: Smarts [1d10 = 3]
Stinky Pete: sniffs it
Uriel Iscariot: No! No more cards! You've had enough for now.
GM: There are two guards with revolving shotguns. They are watching you carefully and not saying anything.
Stinky Pete: Notice {+2 Alertness} [1d6+2 = 6]
[w] Zach Dallas: curses, I can't quite remember....
Zach Dallas: Pardon?
Uriel Iscariot: Just sit down and enjoy the ride.
Zach Dallas: I'll put down my cards when you put down your books
Zach Dallas starts a game of Solitaire
[w] Stinky Pete: Was Nose for Rock a skill, or just a bonus?
[w] Stinky Pete: I forgot what we did for D. Mac
There are a couple explosions as the train crew clears out the debris from the cave-in. Then the engine whistles and the train surges forward.
[w] -> Stinky Pete: Nose for Rock is an Edge.
GM: Any actions, or do I push the "fast forward" button?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): FF
Nick (Stinky Pete): ff
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Im good. Generally harassing my less moral comrades.
About two hours later, the train comes to a halt. There is a sound of the items being unloaded from the train. You hear snippets of conversation about "Damn Apache" and "Damn, another sinkhole?"
Far in the distance you hear a thumping and grinding noise, you cannot quite guess what it is.
The guards open the cell and gesture for you to head out of the caboose.
Stinky Pete: Knowledge (Mining) [1d4 = 3]
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 3]
[w] -> Stinky Pete: I'll give you a bonus, the sound is like an incredibly huge drill bit grinding away at solid rock.
Railworker: Come on guys, you get a special treat, Doc wants to see you personally.
Uriel Iscariot: Ok...Doctor...?
Beyond the resupply train is the camp itself. Light from a dozen hanging carbide lanterns and several firepits illuminates the area. Several dozen men smooth the walls to either side with pick-axes while a very loud grinding noise rattles the cave from somewhere ahead.
Stacks of equipment, railroad ties, foodstuffs, water barrels, and even explosives surround a very fancy-looking caboose attached to a second train beyond the resupply locomotive.
Uriel Iscariot: Um...may I ask where we are?
Zach Dallas whistles
Zach Dallas: neat
Charley Bill Buckner: I'm Charley Bill, foreman down here, and you are in the Wasatch tunnel.
Zach Dallas: Common Knowledge [1d10 = 2]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): PFFFFFFF
Zach Dallas: I've never heard of this place
Uriel Iscariot: Smarts [1d6 = 5]
Zach Dallas: How far down does it go?
Charley Bill Buckner: I’m afraid I have to keep you in our protective custody until we get to Lost Angels. It shouldn’t take but another week with any luck. We just can’t let word get out that we’re almost there or we’ll have every rival rail gang in the West descending on us like flies on cow patties.
Zach Dallas: REALLY?!
Uriel Iscariot: I understand now...
Charley Bill Buckner: Don’t worry though. You’re safe. We’ve got a couple of celebrities with us so you can bet we’re well-armed.
Zach Dallas: Because we were supposed to get some cavalry for an Apache uprising that's going to take place soon
Charley Bill Buckner: Yeah, well, the fokls on the surface can sort that out themselves.
Zach Dallas facepalms
Uriel Iscariot: Well I suppose so.
Charley Bill Buckner: Winning the Rail War means a lot more to me than whatever hookum drunk Indians cause.
Charley Bill Buckner: And I ain't about to let anyone jeopardize that.
Zach Dallas: Ugh, if Evans dies my record's gonna drop back down again...
Zach Dallas: Common Knowledge [1d10 = 4]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): on Charley's name
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): hookum?
GM: Nothing comes up. Charley Bill is a pretty common name out West.
Uriel Iscariot: Well, I reckon you will not have as many customers if the Apache raze too many towns, nor will it be all that fantastic from a PR perspective if the West is too wild...
Charley Bill Buckner: Don't really care what you think, preacher.
Uriel Iscariot: Anyway, we appreciate being able to see the history you are making here, this fine day.
Charley Bill Buckner: But thanks for the compliment.
Buckner nods to two grim guards at the rear of the caboose—both armed with Gatling shotguns, you notice—and one of them knocks some sort of code on the caboose door. You don’t hear anything from inside for all the noise in the tunnel ahead, but someone must have answered for the guard nods you on in.
You step up onto the rear platform and into the most luxurious rail car you’ve ever seen. The walls are carpeted with rich red velvet panels inset into cherry wood. Brass fixtures and handrails add contrast, and a short dining table is set with what looks like more silver than came out of Virginia City.
Uriel Iscariot: Wow. This place is something else
But what really captures your attention are the two figures seated in plush chairs at the other end of the car. One is no doubt the famous Lacy O’Malley. He wears his trademark white suit and hat, though even from here and by the flickering candles you can tell it’s seen better days. He smiles amiably and tips his hat.
Zach Dallas tips his hat in return
Uriel Iscariot Also hat tips
Stinky Pete nods, since he has no hat
The other figure sits back in his chair with a clipboard in his hand. He wears a scarlet smoking jacket and puffs on a pipe. His face is hidden in shadows, but as he leans forward and his piercing gray eyes emerge from the darkness, there can be no doubt this is the famous Dr.Darius Hellstromme
Uriel Iscariot: Too bad Machvellian isn't around.
Charley Bill Buckner: These the people from the cave-in boss.
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): Wasatch=Hellstrome?
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Thanks Mr. Buckner, please get me the status report on the supplies.
Charley Bill Buckner: Yes sir.
Charley Bill Buckner leaves.
TADM: Wasatch is 100% owned by Doctor Darius Hellstromme.
Lacy O'Malley: Gentlemen, nice to meet you.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Indeed.
TADM: Meaning that you are in a caboose with one of the most powerful and wealthy men in the world.
Zach Dallas: the pleasure is all ours
Uriel Iscariot: Hello there Mister O'Malley.
Zach Dallas removes his hat
Lacy O'Malley: I'm Lacy O'Malley of the Tombstone Epitaph and this is Doctor Darius Hellstromme.
Stinky Pete feels underdressed for some reason
Uriel Iscariot: Hello Dr. Hellstromme.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Hello preacher.
Stinky Pete: It's a pleasure to meet you both. *hic* Excuse me.
Uriel Iscariot: So what are the best journalist and the best scientist doing here this fine day?
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Long story that, but I shall indulge you.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Perhaps you’ve heard Wasatch dropped out of the so called ‘Great Rail Wars?’ I believe Mr. O’Malley here reported as much last year.
[w] Zach Dallas: Is there anything...off about Hellstromme?
Zach Dallas: I see where this is going
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Define "off"
[w] Zach Dallas: something inhuman
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: The truth is we’ve been working on a revolutionary way to avoid these treacherous mountains. I assume you can see why.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Nope, he is 100% human as far as you can tell.
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Especially with the rolls and investigation you have done so far.
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 3]
[w] Zach Dallas: does that help?
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Ahead of us, beneath approximately a half-mile of earth and stone, is a new machine of such staggering complexity that I alone can service it. That is why I am here.
Uriel Iscariot: Well yes. Saves time and money, and then you don't have to deal with those damn injuns!
[w] -> Zach Dallas: The answer does not change.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Exactly.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: By my estimations, we should be emerging in California in a few days’ time. From there we will link with my existing line and roll into the City of Lost Angels. There we will confront the Reverend Grimme with the inevitable approach of progress, and end these damnable and expensive Rail Wars forever.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: You will accompany us on this historic occasion and witness an epic moment in history as our guests. Mr.Buckner will see that you are fed and shown around the camp—particularly those areas where you could be harmed.
Zach Dallas: Hm. May I ask for a favor?
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Hmm...possibly. What do you want?
Zach Dallas: Well, we were in the process of rushing back to Carson City. There appears to be an Indian uprising that is going to start up in a couple days and we were asked by some of our friends to get the Cavalry while they attempt to stall
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: I see.
Stinky Pete: Why us? I mean, we're just humble folk. Aren't we?
Zach Dallas: Since it is now clear that we won't be leaving, can I ask for a messenger to be sent and relay the information?
Stinky Pete: looks at Zach and Uriel
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Very well, I am not one to stand by and do nothing while innocents could be harmed. I shall have a message dispatched to the Wasatch office in Carson City.
Lacy O'Malley: Thank you Doctor. The folk of Carson City will appreciate it.
[w] Zach Dallas -> Stinky Pete: because the alternative would be to kill us, and he probably wants to keep his hands clean
Zach Dallas: The location was about ten minutes west of the sinkhole we fell in
Zach Dallas: So I'm not too sure about what you'll want to pass on, but any information may be better than none
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Very well, I will make sure to mention that.
Charley Bill Buckner: Hey boss, here's that report you wanted.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Thank you. Now gentlemen, I have some work to do.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme settles back in his chair with his clipboard.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 4]
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): What's he got there?
Charley Bill Buckner: (whispers) That's your clue to leave.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): What does Darius have there?
Zach Dallas: Thank you for your time
GM: Darius has a clipboard.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Leaves as instructed.
Stinky Pete: Yes, thank you. Though, I'm not exactly sure why we're here
Lacy O'Malley: Doctor Hellstromme, I am going to step out for a minute, if you'll excuse me.
[w] Zach Dallas: does Hunch require actual physical contact, or just have him within reach?
[w] Stinky Pete -> Zach Dallas: So, what the hell's going on? I'm totally lost
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Oh, certainly Mr. O'Malley.
[w] Stinky Pete -> Uriel Iscariot: So, what the hell's going on? I'm totally lost
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Touch
[w] Uriel Iscariot -> Stinky Pete: Pete We are in a rail car, underground, with Darius and Omalley.
Lacy O'Malley follows the three of you outside.
Uriel Iscariot: Well damn. that is a very hard place to relax in
Uriel Iscariot: How do you deal being around such big names all the time, Mr. O'Malley?
[w] Stinky Pete -> Uriel Iscariot: I meant plotwise. Ever since we got off the ghost train, you two have had your own agenda
Lacy O'Malley: Sometimes it is easier than others. But you have me at a disadvantage Mister???
Uriel Iscariot: Uriel. =)
Lacy O'Malley: I see, and what is your denomination and level within that priesthood?
Zach Dallas: Mook
Uriel Iscariot: I am but a simple Priest within the One True Church of Christ. Catholic.
Lacy O'Malley: I see, well, a pleasure to meet you Mister Uriel.
Uriel Iscariot: You as well. I love your paper, when I get the chance to read it.
Lacy O'Malley: (looks at Zach) You have the look of a gambler sir, what is your name and what brings you here?
Zach Dallas: Zach Dallas, a pleasure to meet you. I was actually doing some work for a friend of mine that I met at the Kansas Science Symposium in Dodge City a while back
Zach Dallas: Fell down a sinkhole
Zach Dallas: Uriel is with me, we met this other fella right about when we fell in
Uriel Iscariot: We were with a scien-un-tist, but she gone dissa'peared.
Lacy O'Malley: Nice to meet you Zach Dallas. Dodge City you say? I don't suppose you had the good fortune to work with Deputy Earp while there?
Zach Dallas: That we did! A good man, he is.
Lacy O'Malley: Earp is indeed. Oh, and thank you for the compliment on the paper, Father Uriel. Not everyone likes the truth we print.
Lacy O'Malley: I see, (looks at Pete) and you have the look of a miner down on his luck. What is your name, and any story you wish to share?
[w] Zach Dallas: oh, dear. Me being here means that Grey is now indubitably aware of this railline
Uriel Iscariot: It is well well earned, Lacy.
Stinky Pete: I'm just a simple prospector, searching for that next big claim to strike it rich
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Yes, you have doomed them all.
Lacy O'Malley: Fair enough.
Uriel Iscariot: I'm suprised this Stinky guy made it past Coffin Rock. Last we were there, it was booming.
Stinky Pete: I've seen a lot of this here country, but I know when something's bigger than me
[w] Zach Dallas: eh, I'm sure nobody in this campaign is good
[w] Zach Dallas: Except Doc Holliday
Lacy O'Malley: Wisdom is a virtue.
Stinky Pete: Nah. I packed up when it dried up the first time, and never looked back
[w] -> Zach Dallas: Well, if you want to know people's alignments...
Lacy O'Malley: Coffin Rock? Hmm...in Colorado? I remember writing an article about them a few months back. Seems that hard luck was just starting to hit the town.
Uriel Iscariot: Yes.
Zach Dallas: Turned around quite a bit last we were there
Lacy O'Malley: That is good to hear. Now, care to elaborate any more on this "Indian Uprising" you mentioned?
Uriel Iscariot: Well, we were lookin into some giant snakes around Carson City
Uriel Iscariot: Hoping to tip the scales of this matter, we located someone whom we think knew something, Fogwalker
Zach Dallas: Hm. We spoke with a Shaman named Fogwalker. He appeared to be under the impression that "White man" would destroy the world
Uriel Iscariot: Who was an Apache shaman type, but was as European as we
Zach Dallas: To stop it, the Apache braves were willing to take up guns and explosives to fight fire with fire
Stinky Pete: I ain't European! I'm American!!
Zach Dallas: He was rather...resistant to negotiations
Lacy O'Malley: Sorry, I was distracted there for a second, can we go back to the "giant snakes" part?
Uriel Iscariot: We were about to let the proper people know before a sinkhole nabbed us.
Lacy O'Malley: (describes giant snakes) Did they look like that?
Zach Dallas: I'd rather not. Those are goingt o give me nightmares
Uriel Iscariot: Yes. Exactly like that.
Zach Dallas: Yes, actually
Uriel Iscariot: Guts {+2 Seasoned} [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6+2 = 7]
Zach Dallas: not helping with my sleep
Lacy O'Malley: Ah, so there is an Uktena lair in Nevada. Interesting.
Zach Dallas: Uktena?
Uriel Iscariot: Uktena?
Stinky Pete: Uktena?
Lacy O'Malley: Yes, the big snakes are called Uktena.
Lacy O'Malley: Although it sounds like the ones you fought were young and not full grown.
Uriel Iscariot: Wait, they can multiply? They are NOT adders?
Lacy O'Malley laughs.
Lacy O'Malley: I like your mastery of the English language, Father Uriel.
Zach Dallas: The few natives we spoke with mentioned that they were becoming more common recently
Lacy O'Malley: So, the next item...Fogwalker? A white-man dressed up as an Apache Shaman?
Uriel Iscariot: And he made water and fish come out of the desert!
Lacy O'Malley: Really? That would be amazing to see.
Uriel Iscariot: Even JESUS needed a few to start from, but he just had them comming out of thin air!
[w] Stinky Pete -> Uriel Iscariot: Can you just hiss-per all your bad jokes from now on?
Zach Dallas: He had gone completely native
Zach Dallas: Claimed that "You white-men cannot understand the danger"
Lacy O'Malley: Well, not the "gone native part," the previous part.
Uriel Iscariot: Yah.....SO anyway, we suspect that the Apache are making sinkholes...or the Uktena in the ground.
Lacy O'Malley: Could be either. I encountered a white Shaman named Fogwalker up in the Oregon territory a few years back. He had a definite loathing for European civilization.
Uriel Iscariot: What makes good god'fearin people turn to pagan-devil worshipin savagery!?
Stinky Pete: God
Lacy O'Malley: Told me that the coming of white men to this land had caused the world to go bad, the same day as Gettysburg back east.
Lacy O'Malley: That was his excuse for everything he did.
Uriel Iscariot: Sounds like some disillusioned coward.
Zach Dallas: Really? So when white men first reached out here was during the Battle of Gettysburg?
Uriel Iscariot: And no, how would God make people turn away from God?
Stinky Pete: By sending people like you to help
Lacy O'Malley: You are asking the wrong person there, Mister Dallas, so don't get offended with me.
Uriel Iscariot: Wow Stinky. You really have a thing for being offensive. No wonder you have not found the mother load you are looking for...
Zach Dallas: Oh, not a problem.
Stinky Pete: Lode
TADM: Low-add?
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): loade
Uriel Iscariot: So..What can you tell us about Darius?
Lacy O'Malley: He's an interesting person.
Lacy O'Malley: I do not really like him, there is just something about him that does not seem right.
Uriel Iscariot: Never met a Sci-untist I liked.
Lacy O'Malley: But he is a genius, a shrewd businessman, and keeps his word.
Uriel Iscariot: Well that is good to know.
Uriel Iscariot: And I assume he will have won the rail wars in a matter of hours here?
Stinky Pete: He must have spent a fortune, buying up all the land for the tunnel and keeping it a secret
Lacy O'Malley: I imagine so, Mister Pete.
Lacy O'Malley: Well, I think it will be about a week before we are through the Sierra Madre. From there it will be a couple days to pull into the City of Lost Angels. Assuming we survive that encounter, then yes the Rail Wars will be at an end.
Uriel Iscariot: That is pretty ambitious.
Lacy O'Malley: Well gentlemen, I should get back to my interview with Doctor Hellstromme. I hope we can talk more tomorrow?
Uriel Iscariot: Sure thing. Where should we settle down?
Stinky Pete: As do we, sir
Uriel Iscariot: We weren't really given instructions.
Zach Dallas: Indeed
Charley Bill Buckner walks up.
Charley Bill Buckner: Oh, just follow me, we have a spot set aside for you over here.
Zach Dallas: thanks
Lacy O'Malley goes back into Doctor Hellstromme's private caboose.
Charley Bill Buckner takes the group over to a spot by the supplies where there is a pair of tents, a small cooking fire, and a lamp burning overhead.
Uriel Iscariot Follows Charley
Charley Bill Buckner: Anything else you need? Otherwise I have work to attend to for a few more hours.
Uriel Iscariot: I am fine. =)
Charley Bill Buckner: I'll have Cookie come by with some grub in a little bit. We have a couple different types of beer should you choose, or water.
Stinky Pete: This will do fine. Thanks
Charley Bill Buckner: Very well. (Walks off)
Uriel Iscariot: Cookie?
Zach Dallas: Thank you for the hospitality
A rail worker wearing a chef's apron comes by a little later. He hands out some trays with food on it. It does not look spectacular, but it smells good and (if you eat it) tastes pretty decent, although a little salty.
Uriel Iscariot: Thank you kindly!
Railworker (Cookie): Let me know if'n you want some more.
Uriel Iscariot: I am content. Thanks so much!
Stinky Pete: Not too shabby. *MUNCHMUNCHMUNCH*
Zach Dallas: Thank you for the food
Stinky Pete: Thanks kindly
Uriel Iscariot: Now Stinky...and Zach too. I am going to teach you a prayer to say before you eat.
Uriel Iscariot: Persuasion [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 9]
Uriel Iscariot: Now, we are agreed that you will say it before you recieve his bounty, correct?
TADM: Receive his booty? Ewwwww....
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Stupid Church....
Stinky Pete: But...I ate all mine already
Zach Dallas: Dear Satan...
Stinky Pete: Rubadubdub, thanks for the grub.
Uriel Iscariot: ugh, you folks are hopeless....
Zach Dallas: It's your fault that you said it in Latin. For all I know that's what I was supposed to say
Time passes, it gets to be about ten'o'clock PM when Charley Bill shows up with several other railworkers. They are all armed. One of the guards who was at Doctor Hellstromme's caboose is with them.
Uriel Iscariot: yes? May we be of service?
Charley Bill Buckner: (gestures to the bodyguard) Dave says trouble’s coming. He has a sense about these things.
Uriel Iscariot: Hrm?
Charley Bill Buckner: Just letting you know, hang out here and keep an eye out for trouble.
There is a distant rattle of a machine gun down the tunnel to the east.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 11]
Stinky Pete: What kind of trouble do you get down here?
Stinky Pete: Notice {+2 Alertness(S)} [1d6+2 = 19]
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d4 = 3]
Charley Bill Buckner: Usually the big crawly worm and centipede type.
Charley Bill Buckner: Let's go boys and see what is going on.
The Wasatch railworkers all leave.
Uriel Iscariot: Let's stay here as asked.
Uriel and Pete notice that the Wasatch "rail workers" are all heavily armed. They also carry their weapons and move around as a military unit would. The bodyguard "Dave" looks like a professional gunslinger. There is something very unsettling about him though. The rattle of the gatling in the distance is erratic and random. You suspect that it is some type of automated turret.
Uriel Iscariot: Kn Occult {+2 Honey Vial} [1d6+2 = 13]
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Anything Occult about him visible?
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: Yeah, the scar on his neck would only be possible if his head had been partially torn off. It looks like he has some voodoo stitching putting him back together.
Uriel Iscariot: Yes. Tough customers these folk.
Uriel Iscariot Takes up a defensive stance in preparation for monsters.
About a minute later, a group of five miners runs into the camp from the west.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6 = 11]
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d6 = 11]
Stinky Pete: Notice {+2 Alertness(S)} [1d6+2 = 7]
Zach Dallas draws his guns
Railworker: There's more of them to the west. They are attacking the digging machine. Doc Haggerty's trapped inside! Get your guns, we need to rescue him!
Stinky Pete readies his rifle
Uriel Iscariot: Sure thing.
Zach Dallas heads off to the rescue!
Uriel Iscariot Follows the "rescue" team.
The group rushes ahead and see what looks like an incredibly large train engine with an enormous drill bit on the front. About a dozen critters are crawling around the outside of the cabin, trying to chew their way in.
Uriel Iscariot: Notice [1d6 = 3]
Stinky Pete: We're probably close to a nest with this many around
Zach Dallas: A nest of what?
Zach Dallas: Notice [1d6 = 4]
Nick (Stinky Pete): detect vulnerable spots!
Stinky Pete: Notice {+2 Alertness(S)} [1d6+2 = 10]
Uriel Iscariot: Stinky? You know something you want to share?
They have a pretty hard carapace, but they don't look exceptionally terrifying. A few well placed shots should kill them.
Round 1
The deck has been shuffled.
Dealing cards...
Uriel Iscariot
Stinky Pete: Nope. Just a guess. Being out in the wild, you tend to know that varmints tend to fight the hardest when you get close to their home
Uriel Iscariot: I see
Uriel Iscariot Quicken Self
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Seasoned Power -4) [1d10-2 = 9]
Uriel Iscariot 2nd Action Quicken Stinky
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Seasoned Power -4) [1d10-2 = 7]
The critters are at a range of 24. They are not in cover.
Railworker: Shooting [1d8 = 4]
Railworker: Shooting [1d8 = 4]
Railworker: Shooting [1d8 = 6]
Railworker: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 11]
Railworker: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 20]
Railworker: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 12]
GM: Well, the railworkers kill 3 of them with their Winchesters.
TADM: Maybe these critters are too wimpy.
The critters scurry behind cover (they have a -1 cover bonus now) and continue to chew on the digging machine.
Zach Dallas
Zach Dallas: two Double Taps on two seperate critters
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): scratch that, I'm low on ammo
Zach Dallas: Shooting (Fatigue Penalty -1, Double-Tap +1) [1d8 = 6]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): -2 more
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): for Light Cover and Medium Range
Zach Dallas: Colt Peacemaker damage [2d6+1 = 9]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): +1 more: Double Tap
GM: Zach hits the critter and it is stunned.
Stinky Pete
Nick (Stinky Pete): Two critters closest to the cab of the machine
Stinky Pete: Shooting [1d6 = 8]
Stinky Pete: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 16]
GM: A Critter explodes.
Stinky Pete: Shooting [Critical failure!] [1d8-1 = 0]
Stinky Pete is using a benny
Stinky Pete: Shooting [1d6 = 8]
Stinky Pete: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 21]
GM: And another one explodes.
Round 2
Dealing cards...
Railworker was dealt the Red Joker! Go whenever you want this round. You also get: Joker Trait/Damage Bonus [2]
The deck has been shuffled.
Railworker: Shooting (Joker +2) [1] [1d8+2 = 15]
Railworker: Shooting (Joker +2) [2] [1d8+2 = 9]
Railworker: Shooting (Joker +2) [3] [1d8+2 = 6]
Railworker: Winchester '73 damage (Joker +2) [2d8+2 = 11]
Railworker: Winchester '73 damage (Joker +2) [2d8+2 = 10]
Railworker: Winchester '73 damage (Joker +2) [2d8+2 = 10]
GM: Well, they kill two more critters.
Uriel Iscariot
Uriel Iscariot Shooting 2x
Uriel Iscariot: Shooting [1d6 = 4]
Uriel Iscariot: Shooting [1d6 = 5]
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Hits?
GM: That would be a pair of misses, because of range and cover.
Uriel Iscariot: Sure.
Critter: Nom nom nom.
Zach Dallas
Zach Dallas: Move closer and double tap another one
GM: You are now 18 away.
Zach Dallas: Shooting (Fatigue Penalty -1, Double-Tap +1, Cover (Light) -1) [1d8-1 = 1]
Stinky Pete
Zach Dallas: OK
Stinky Pete: I'm either too drunk, or not drunk enough
Nick (Stinky Pete): Closest to cab again
Stinky Pete: Shooting [1d8-1 = 4]
Stinky Pete: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 25]
GM: It explodes. Rather impressively.
Stinky Pete: Shooting [1d8 = 2]
Stinky Pete is using a benny
Stinky Pete: Shooting [1d8-1 = 5]
Stinky Pete: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 7]
Round 3
Dealing cards...
Stinky Pete
Stinky Pete: Shooting [1d6-1 = 4]
Stinky Pete: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 21]
Stinky Pete: Shooting [Trait roll was a natural 1] [1d6-1 = 8]
GM: Kaboom!
Stinky Pete: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 3]
Stinky Pete: [1d6 = 4]
GM: That one is stunned.
Critter: Nom nom nom
Railworker: Shooting [1] [1d8 = 5]
Railworker: Shooting [2] [1d8 = 6]
Railworker: Shooting [3] [1d8 = 2]
Railworker: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 11]
GM: The railworkers kill the one Stinky Pete stunned.
Zach Dallas
Zach Dallas: moves closer and doubletaps one
GM: You are 12 away now.
Zach Dallas: Shooting (Double-Tap +1, Fatigue Penalty -1) [1d8 = 5]
Kazemi (Zach Dallas): -1 for Light Cover
Zach Dallas: Colt Peacemaker damage +1 (Double-Tap +1) [2d6+2 = 11]
GM: That kills another one.
Uriel Iscariot
Uriel Iscariot Boost shooting on Stinky
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Novice Power Penalty -2, Novice Power Penalty -2) [1d6-2 = 3]
GM: Alright, Stinky gets a +1 on all shooting rolls.
Uriel Iscariot: Stinky! Let the LORD guide your bullets!
Uriel Iscariot: Faith {+2 Conviction} +2 (Novice Power Penalty -2) [1d10 = 8]
GM: Alright, Stinky gets a +2 on all shooting rolls.
Round 4
Dealing cards...
Zach Dallas
Zach Dallas: With the gun in the other hand:
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Yay, finally a good solid damage character to be a buff bot for.
Zach Dallas: Shooting (Double-Tap +1, Fatigue Penalty -1) [1d8 = 4]
GM: That misses by 1.
Stinky Pete
Stinky Pete: Shooting [1d8+2 = 7]
Stinky Pete: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 2]
Stinky Pete: Shooting [1d6+2 = 6]
GM: The bullet bounces off the creature's carapace.
Stinky Pete: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 9]
GM: That one stuns the critter though.\
Uriel Iscariot
Uriel Iscariot: Shooting [1d6 = 2]
Railworker: Shooting [1] [1d8 = 3]
Railworker: Shooting [2] [1d8 = 7]
Railworker: Shooting [3] [1d8 = 1]
Railworker: Winchester '73 damage [2d8 = 7]
GM: A good shot by a rail worker finishes off the last one.
Zach Dallas heads over to make sure the guy inside is OK
GM: The sounds of combat diminish as the tunnel critters flee.
Doc Haggerty: Thank you stranger.
Zach Dallas: The name's Zach. It's a pleasure to meet you, Doc
Uriel Iscariot: You are welcome. It was nothing
Zach Dallas helps him out
Doc Haggerty: Well, those little buggers tore up a few things before you showed up. Guess the good Doctor and I will be working a long shift tonight.
Zach Dallas: Need a hand?
Doc Haggerty: No, I think I'm in good shape now, and this is protected property, so I don't want you lurking around it. Even if you did save my life.
Zach Dallas: OK, not a problem
Zach Dallas shrugs
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): Wow.
Charley Bill Buckner: (runs up) Doc, you okay?
Doc Haggerty: Yeah, I'm fine thanks to these guys.
Charley Bill Buckner: Well, thanks again fellows. Hopefully we can get a good night sleep now.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Haggerty, what is the status here?
Stinky Pete: That was fun!! And you guys do this all the time? Sign me up!
Zach Dallas: Do you know where I can get more ammo? It just dawned on me that I'm dangerously low
Stinky Pete: reloads
Doc Haggerty: They munched on the gear shafts again. I swear something is training these things exactly what to eat.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme: Damn things.
Charley Bill Buckner: More ammo? Sure thing, come with me.
Zach Dallas follows
Lacy O'Malley: Good work gentlemen, after you restock ammo I'll meet you by your little camp so you can tell me about it.
Doctor Darius Hellstromme and Doc Haggerty begin work on the drilling machine.
Charley Bill Buckner hands out forty rounds of ammo for any guns you need to be resupplied.
Uriel Iscariot: Thanks!
Charley Bill Buckner: No problem, thanks again for the heroics.
Uriel Iscariot: No Problem.
Uriel Iscariot: What were those things, by the way?
Stinky Pete: Like I said, that was fun!
Charley Bill Buckner: Just big tunnel centipedes or something, we've been running into them for about the last two weeks. They attack us every few days. Gettin' smarter though.
Uriel Iscariot: Kn Occult {+2 Honey Vial} [1d6+2 = 7]
[w] -> Uriel Iscariot: Giant tunnel centipedes are not outside the realm of perfectly normal. Maybe borderline, but it is still possible for them to be natural creatures.
Uriel Iscariot: Smarts [1d6 = 9]
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): "The Ecology of Giant Undeground Centipedes"
After everyone gathers around the camp, Lacy tosses a couple more pieces of wood on the fire.
Lacy O'Malley: That was heroic of you guys, running off to protect the engineer in the drilling machine. Good work again.
Lacy O'Malley: I noticed that the miner there has a wicked aim with his gun, where'd you learn to shoot like that?
Uriel Iscariot is also quite curious
Stinky Pete: Who, me?
Lacy O'Malley: Absolutely, modest you may be, but that was still good shooting.
Stinky Pete: When you're in the middle of nowhere with no one to talk to, shooting stuff is a good way to kill time
Lacy O'Malley laughs.
Lacy O'Malley: You are all comedic with the English language. I do like this group. Perhaps it is good fortune that you fell down a sinkhole and we met up.
Uriel Iscariot: Hrm. Well it is less dangerous down here it looks like, So i am happy with it. =)
Lacy O'Malley: Indeed, well I wish you all good night. I hope the train bugs don't bite.
Tack (Uriel Iscariot): ZING!
Lacy O'Malley: Hmm...what was that mister Dallas?
Zach Dallas: It is odd that they're starting to learn
Zach Dallas: Well, none of them survived this attack, they didn't even try to run away
Zach Dallas: So it's strange that they are learning each time.
Lacy O'Malley: You think something is controlling or guiding them?
Lacy O'Malley: Interesting supposition.
Zach Dallas: Either that or they all share the same experience
Uriel Iscariot: I'm no Sci-un-tist, but usually things have the sense to run away in the face of lethal force unless they have something to be gained.
Zach Dallas shudders
Lacy O'Malley: I agree Father Uriel.
Uriel Iscariot: Yah, Dallas is correct.
Lacy O'Malley: Well, something to ponder. Good night to you.
Lacy O'Malley heads back to the caboose.
Stinky Pete: Nap time
Stinky Pete: Zzzzz
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