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Places with lots of gold, riches, that kind of thing. A Palace would be a likely target. They like shinies.
Yeah, I fixed it though.

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Completely re-formatted that section, adding examples and clear consequences for failures and pseudo-successes. Added a section on dice syntax
When in a game that uses dice, you end up using dice syntax alot; which is as follows XdY+(modifier)

X = How many Dice
Y= How many sides the dice have
(modifier) = What you add.

At the end of this post, you'll notice a character Named Iris Zelenki who is an Elvish Bard, we'll use her for our examples. If Iris were going to swing her sword at someone. What would she roll?

Well, let's see.

In the hider below, listed are different situations in which you'd be required to roll. The first one is "When trying to damage something in melee range, roll 2d6+STR."

So that means, 2 Dice with 6 sides + Strength modifiers.

Modifiers, are how much you add to the dice, which is based off of your Attribute score.

Any score from 1-4 gives you a -2 Modifier
9-11 = -1
13-15 = +1
16 - 18 = +2
>19 = +3

Iris has a strength of 8, which means we subtract 1 frm her roll. So whenever tries to damage something within melee range, she rolls 2 dice, with 6 sides, minus 1. Or in dice syntax 2d6-1. After that, she would roll damage (her DMG is d6, meaning she always rolls 1d6+ whatever modifiers to her damage that might come up.)

Keep Dice syntax in mind as you read WHEN you HAVE to roll.
Now, you have your stats, you have your character, and you're writing your post, but when exactly are you supposed to roll? Well, I've written this bit up to explain when you absolutely have to roll, no if ands or buts.
CidTheKid said
It's using a device that's essentially an Acme brand vagina imitation and two screens in front of your face, but imitation dongs don't exist so I can imagine how it'd be difficult to make a female version.Also, I'm certain there's at least enough people around willing to pay for a workable tentacle sex simulator.


You're...

Joking right?

Haptic Gloves also make your hands feel like they're touching stuff.
BlueRose said
(I messed up on the dice roll. It should have been 2d6+1 not +5, so the real roll was 10. I still get the 3 questions though)1. What there is not what it is supposed to be?2. What should I be on the lookout for?3. What is about to happen?


1. Goblins do not have "stragglers" in fact the only time Goblins who are seen alone are those who are scouting, generally right before a raid, or when they've scavved all the food out of an area.

2. Goblins burn Effigies to their gods right before any major event in their life. If red smoke is billowing in the air then trouble will soon follow

3. Goblins are going to raid Titania. The scout wouldn't have attacked a human if they were just moving.
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idlehands said
If I had a teenage son, I'd honestly rather have him knock up his girlfriend and deal with that than him choosing to fuck a robot.


Well, yeah, but when are you ever going to have a son?
I ordered one.
So I used this IC post to kind of show how the rolling should go, how it should be linked, and what you should do with the results! Please don't hesitate to ask questions.

Also, note that what you were given by Diary Man, are things that were on your CS, no change needed.

I also left WHAT you guys did intentionally ambiguous, feel free to expound on that any way you see fit.

Finally, I didn't tell you what to do because it's up to you guys to decide. Follow the Turn Order when posting! I'll try to give you guys reminders when it's time to post.
Farsdas, Moonstein, 234th year of our lord

Dear Diary,

Today was rather shit to be honest, I have been tracking this deer for 3 days but it seemed like my arrows would just not hit true, and I ended up losing my favorites! I fletched that from an eagle I shot down in the Amalthea Forest. Then! As I was trying to slice it up, a Goblin snuck up on me! The cheeky little blighter nearly got me too. The bastard, I was never as good with my sword as my bow, but he was too close to shoot. I couldn't bring up the blade fast enough and he simply side stepped it! Then he tried to attack Fluffers, my pet wolf! I couldn't get to him in time to save him.

That cheesed Fluffers off something awful, and the little blighter nearly took the Goblin's head off!

Something about the Goblin attack seemed off... All I could really remember, were that goblins normally traveled in packs, not all that useful but I felt it was an omen, and it was my time to go.

After I finished cleaning the deer, I packed it up to sell in Titania.

Sluhjdas, Moonstein, 234th Year of Our lord

I tried to sell the meat to the local butcher, and the hide to the tannery. I tried to get more money, a payment in advance for my hunt. That never works though, and they both told me to fuck off. The merchants in Titania are rude. Then I saw an old Friend of mine, he was being chased by the guard though. I wondered what the hell was going on... That's when I noticed the bags of gold he was carrying, and realized he was most likely to be arrested. I couldn't resist the temptation of easy gold though!

I yelled to him and joined the fray to fight the guards, I tried to take out one of the guards with my blade, but he easily batted mine aside and returned with his own...

I'm bleeding out now and I likely won't make it... If I die, I'd like everything in my posession to be left to the 5 adventurers I met:

To Geckle, the Halfling Druid: I leave my Spear, may it pierce the hearts of your enemies
To Ms. Zelenki, the Elvish Bard: I leave my Diary, I hope you find it's stories entertaining, and can weave them into great songs.
To Alexander, the Paladin: I leave the Scale armor of my Father
To Gwenaël, The Ranger: I leave my bow, may it fly your arrows true
Finally, to Fulsom, the Fighter: I leave my Shield,

What gold is left on my body is to be split between the five of you. Thank you so much for saving my life and ma
At this point, the Lawyer who had a hold of the "will" stopped reading, "That was the last thing he wrote, the wound he received was grievous, and pouring through this diary, I can not even tell you his name." The office was cramped, on the desk between the adventurers and the lawyers was a chest, inside laid five parcels, divvied out, monogrammed with the race and first name of each person.

The air was thick, and the wails of agony from the prison next door seemed to be the only thing capable of breaking the silence. After giving the adventurers some paperwork to sign, he continued, "In fact, we have no next of kin. You 5 are the only people who probably even knew he was alive. Such a shame, it's wrong for people to go out like this. The guards assure me that he was not in pain but..."

The lawyer grimaced.

"He was alive long enough to write out his last will and testament, and at the end his writing gets shaky and nearly illegible."

"I'm sorry for your lost."

He ushered the group out of his office after the paperwork was signed, and as they left, they saw a nearly inconsolable couple crying deep loud sobs as they passed.
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