@Culluket
Ugh... Is Babel's psychohazard leaking into the OOC as well?
Ugh... Is Babel's psychohazard leaking into the OOC as well?
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Apologies for the delay - I was left without connection, and then without a computer for a while. I shall, however, have a more or less complete sheet within this evening (for sure, this time).
@Apollo26
Not yet, not yet. It seems I shall have to punch my way through Totalist space first...
@Apollo26
Not yet, not yet. It seems I shall have to punch my way through Totalist space first...
@Oraculum Well, if you'd like to join, may I suggest setting up something in the gray spaces with the zeros? Those areas are the Unaffiliated Spaces, regions inhabited bey nations too small to be seen on the map, it's a perfect spot for a late arrival in the rp.
Certainly. In fact, would you mind if I occupied both rightmost (easternmost?) patches? I have conceived a coalition of various states as my faction, and the lesser space could be its latest member or protectorate, with all the logistical issues this would entail.
By any means, I should have scrapped together a passable character sheet within to-morrow evening.
Greetings there! You may have noticed me skulking about here, scouting the environs as I was. I have had a mind of joining a role-play of this sort for some time, and this seems to be the only surviving one, though I was rendered somewhat doubtful by the fact it is marked as full and events are beginning to escalate. Is there, then, still a possibility for me to join in, perhaps in some recondite corner of the galaxy to justify the late appearance, at this time or later on?
@Banana
The toilet seat summoned into my head a train of sewer-related cogitations which I could excellently have done without...
The toilet seat summoned into my head a train of sewer-related cogitations which I could excellently have done without...
@6slyboy6
Not quite. The closest we had to it was this, and even then our wise dungeon master's only objection was that the character was unbalanced. But fear not, I shall not inflict such horrors upon you unless forced to it by the untimely demise of our friend the spider, which I hope shall occur no time soon.
(Though now I cannot but find that concept fascinating. I might just introduce him as an auxiliary background character whom Khri'zhatt can occasionally visit, exposing the entire party to his madness.)
Not quite. The closest we had to it was this, and even then our wise dungeon master's only objection was that the character was unbalanced. But fear not, I shall not inflict such horrors upon you unless forced to it by the untimely demise of our friend the spider, which I hope shall occur no time soon.
(Though now I cannot but find that concept fascinating. I might just introduce him as an auxiliary background character whom Khri'zhatt can occasionally visit, exposing the entire party to his madness.)
And thus, our first tavern brawl ends with only one casualty. One scarcely knows whether to be relieved or disappoinded. Probably the latter.
@6slyboy6
That is perhaps for the best. Otherwise, I would have conjured something even worse to unleash upon the party. Such as an overweight Illithid who summons giant blue ticks from another dimension.
@6slyboy6
That is perhaps for the best. Otherwise, I would have conjured something even worse to unleash upon the party. Such as an overweight Illithid who summons giant blue ticks from another dimension.
Just as victory seemed near, with the orc cornered by Thrik, a handful of would-be bounty hunters and the newly arrived goblin, the building staggered once again, abd a very, very large beast inserted its head through one of its wall and pulled him out of it, after which, in a strange display, it propped up the collapsing ceiling while its master carried out the headless corpse, as well as the now-separate head, which still had somehow not ceased to drool. Now, critically damaged by the brawl and the ensuing interventions, the inn was instants away from crumbling down in the most literal of senses.
There was not a moment to be lost. "Thrik, out!" Khri'zhatt commanded. The umber hulk, which had been standing by, more mystified than usual by the disappearance of its prey, seized him more rapidly than it might have been thought possible for it and, swinging him over its head, hurled him outside through where the door had once been, past an ogre - if this was the supposed paladin ogre, Khri'zhatt thought, it certainly did not appear as such, being every inch the malodorous brute with a vacuous expression one would expect an ogre to be. Thrik then continued the arcing motion his forearms had begun until they reached the ground, whereupon, using them as levers, he propelled himself with tremendous strength in his master's wake as the inn crashed down behind him.
Now safely out of danger's reach, Khri'zhatt constated that the pile of rubble which had once been the tavern probably concealed him from the other's eyes, which was just as well. He licked his wound, trusting in his poisonous saliva to coagulate over it soon enough, and tried moving his wounded leg. It was not crippled, but it would surely be quite a pain for the next two weeks or thereabouts. Satisfied with his state, which could, judging by Stride's fate, have been far worse, he crawled to rejoin the rest of the party, followed by Thrik. The orc was seemingly no longer an immediate danger, though his beast surely was something any further plans should have to account for, while the goblin, apparently, could be easily bribed with the promise of shiny things to be as reliable as one of his kin could be safely taken for. "As our efforts to change the situation have seemingly not been successful" he addressed what were now supposed to be his "companions", "The previous issue still stands. Does anyone have any ideas on how we can make the elf, or whatever it is, speak without his head?"
There was not a moment to be lost. "Thrik, out!" Khri'zhatt commanded. The umber hulk, which had been standing by, more mystified than usual by the disappearance of its prey, seized him more rapidly than it might have been thought possible for it and, swinging him over its head, hurled him outside through where the door had once been, past an ogre - if this was the supposed paladin ogre, Khri'zhatt thought, it certainly did not appear as such, being every inch the malodorous brute with a vacuous expression one would expect an ogre to be. Thrik then continued the arcing motion his forearms had begun until they reached the ground, whereupon, using them as levers, he propelled himself with tremendous strength in his master's wake as the inn crashed down behind him.
Now safely out of danger's reach, Khri'zhatt constated that the pile of rubble which had once been the tavern probably concealed him from the other's eyes, which was just as well. He licked his wound, trusting in his poisonous saliva to coagulate over it soon enough, and tried moving his wounded leg. It was not crippled, but it would surely be quite a pain for the next two weeks or thereabouts. Satisfied with his state, which could, judging by Stride's fate, have been far worse, he crawled to rejoin the rest of the party, followed by Thrik. The orc was seemingly no longer an immediate danger, though his beast surely was something any further plans should have to account for, while the goblin, apparently, could be easily bribed with the promise of shiny things to be as reliable as one of his kin could be safely taken for. "As our efforts to change the situation have seemingly not been successful" he addressed what were now supposed to be his "companions", "The previous issue still stands. Does anyone have any ideas on how we can make the elf, or whatever it is, speak without his head?"
@KRIEEEG @6slyboy6
I would say that is the most logical course, yes. I was following through upon @KRIEEEG's initial assumption, but, indeed, it appears it would have entailed a growth burst appearing out of nowhere, and is effectively better amended to him being large, yet not monstrously so. Otherwise, among other things, there would be no inn left for Woggha to demolish.
@Banana
May I suggest this musical gem as well, perhaps with some sort of illusionary rendition of the astounding video?
I would say that is the most logical course, yes. I was following through upon @KRIEEEG's initial assumption, but, indeed, it appears it would have entailed a growth burst appearing out of nowhere, and is effectively better amended to him being large, yet not monstrously so. Otherwise, among other things, there would be no inn left for Woggha to demolish.
@Banana
May I suggest this musical gem as well, perhaps with some sort of illusionary rendition of the astounding video?
@6slyboy6
Let us say Thrik is indeed a Truly Horrid Umber Hulk, as I have a fondness for all things Truly Horrid. Such as invertebrates. Especially invertebrates, in fact, hence the dynamic duo. Besides, if Woggha were nonetheless ten metres taller, would he be able to join the fight without toppling the entire building onto everyone's heads?
Did you say so, indeed? It must have dodged either my attention or memory better than Khri'zhatt did with the chain. But if you're fine with it, let us continue with the scenario of Grox having to fend off drunken monsters.
Let us say Thrik is indeed a Truly Horrid Umber Hulk, as I have a fondness for all things Truly Horrid. Such as invertebrates. Especially invertebrates, in fact, hence the dynamic duo. Besides, if Woggha were nonetheless ten metres taller, would he be able to join the fight without toppling the entire building onto everyone's heads?
Did you say so, indeed? It must have dodged either my attention or memory better than Khri'zhatt did with the chain. But if you're fine with it, let us continue with the scenario of Grox having to fend off drunken monsters.
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