Adventures in Arajara
Adventure Journal
Session 27
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Bartley (enter): 18:50Narwick (enter): 18:50
Ref: one down two to go
Ref: one to go
Narwick: YEAH
Valennor: yeah, I'm in...
Narwick: hi
Ref: everyone here now?
Narwick: [1d100] -> [45] = (45)
Valennor: yes
Narwick: yeah
Valennor: yup
Ref: do you see the map to the right?
Valennor: you mean above?
Ref: uh... sure!
Narwick: yeah
Ref: mine's to the right
Valennor: yes
Valennor: gotcha
Valennor: we just found our character sheets
Ref: anyway... everyone remember what happended last time?
Valennor: sorta, we were in a town looking for our weapons
Valennor: after coming off a ship we followed
Bartley: did we wreck?
Valennor: we saved the elf girl and now are chasing bad guys threatening her kingdom... I think!
Ref: RIGHT
Valennor: sweet
Ref: and after bording the ship
Bartley: what elf girl?
Narwick: uh huh
Ref: you were attacked by a villanous goblin
Valennor: Sam woke her up with a kiss or something
Ref: and his band of pirates
Valennor: yeah remember that
Bartley: but she wasn't an elf I don't recall...
Ref: no... not an elf
Ref: frends with an elf
Valennor: oh, ok
Narwick: right
Bartley: that's what I thought
Ref: so... on the map, the place I circled is where you are currently...
Ref: on a little island that has been taken over by pirates
Narwick: ok
Valennor: righto
Ref: you have just escaped from a prison after learning that you were to be the morning sacrifice
Valennor: yeah....
Valennor: and we are currently item and weaponless
Ref: the man you were imprisoned with, ...
Ref: Thared was his name I thnk
Valennor: I thnk so too
Ref: he told you that the locals like to sacrifice the hearts of their victims
Valennor: I guess
Narwick: ewww
Valennor: like the dockyard men...
Bartley: Not for the faint of heart...
Narwick: eigh men..let us be glad we are not faint of heart
Ref: ok... let me load the new map...
sam (enter): 19:00
Ref: did that work for everyone?
Narwick: yupp
Ref: Booting '(3) Narwick' from server...
Narwick (exit): 19:01
Ref: ok
Valennor: good job, sam is messing around
Valennor: k
Ref: you are in the village at the center of the map
Ref: it is night
Valennor: so I see
Ref: you can hear sounds near the center of the village and down by the boats
Narwick: lets killl us some PIRATES
Valennor: "cel
ting our demise I'll bet"
** Narwick frowns **
** Bartley says "lighten up already!" **
** Valennor kk **
** Bartley says "It's really not that complicated..." **
** Narwick says ok **
Ref: what now?
Bartley: So we still don't have our stuff??
Narwick: lets creep over and instigate a riot
Ref: you're remember that the other prisoner, Thared, mentioned that the goblin, Driago by name, stays in a hut near here
Valennor: no, let's find our weapons
Narwick: oh
Ref: you already found them
Ref: in an armory.
Valennor: oh, whoops
Narwick: ggoodd
Valennor: right
Ref: plus someone found a shield.
Narwick: who/
Ref: I'll check
Valennor: Bartley, light my arrow and I'll send it in the mage's roof!
Bartley: Right, so that's where we actually left off last time...
Valennor: that would start a riot!
Bartley: Ok. I can do a create fire spell.
Narwick: good idea!!!!
** Narwick dances a small jig **
** Bartley chants the enchantment **
Valennor: that'll work....maybe
Ref: very well... you may roll your dice
Bartley: which die?
Ref: uh... use the create fire spell in your character sheet
Bartley: yup, which die do I roll...
Bartley: Oh!
Bartley: Ivan and I don't have our OpenRPG character sheets.
Bartley: Only Sam does
Valennor: we found the actual papers, only sam has his character abilities loaded...
Ref: hmmm
Bartley: Right
Narwick: he he
Valennor: how do we load ours?
Bartley: How do we get those back?
Bartley: Thanks
Ref: do you have them now?
Valennor: thanks
Bartley: Spells: Create Fire [3d6] -> [2,3,3] = (8) vs 14
Narwick: yup they do
Ref: success.. the arrow is lit
Bartley: That is too cool!
Valennor: Combat Skills: Bow [3d6] -> [1,1,5] = (7) vs 14
Valennor: success again
Valennor: that rocks
Ref: Narwick fires his arrow into the hut where the noise is coming from...
Valennor: probably the main hall
Narwick: i pull out my crossbow
Ref: shouts ring out in the night
** Narwick wispers hide **
** Valennor says "yeah" **
Ref: commotion rises as the roof catches fire and litghts the whole area
** Bartley pulls out his bow too. **
Bartley: Not that he is any good...
Ref: men come running from the beached boats carrying buckets
** Narwick pulls out his crossbow and prepares it for battle **
Valennor: do we slaugter them or make the our subjects?
Narwick: slaughter
Valennor: evil man
Valennor: I say kill the mage and try to subdue the crowd
Ref: someone runs by very close
Ref: to where you are hiding
Valennor: kill everyone armed
Bartley: They're pirates anyway...
Narwick: can i shoot at someone/
Ref: sure
Ref: there's a man filling his bucket at the well
Narwick: Combat Skills: Crossbow [3d6] -> [3,3,5] = (11) vs 15
** Valennor joins them in dousing the fire with buckets!! **
Narwick: at the dude filling his bucket
Bartley: So what is the results of these endevours?
Valennor: 'me will disguise himself to backstab the mage!
Valennor: whoops
Ref: Narwick's bolt hits the man in the chest, below the arm
Narwick: yeah
Valennor: can I REF?
Ref: he drops his bucket into the well... and staggers
Bartley: No!
Valennor: I'll get his bucket
whispering to Ref, [1d6+3] -> [3,3] = (6)
whispering to Ref, [3d6] -> [3,3,6] = (12)
Valennor: can I disguise myself with his clothes with a roll?
** Narwick loads up and prepares to fire again! **
Ref: the bucket is in the well now.
Valennor: oh yeah...
Bartley (whispering): See?
Valennor: I'll get his clothes and push him in the well
Ref: he's not dead yet!
Ref: just thrashing around... almost well enough to go for a walk!
Valennor: woah
Narwick: thats why ima shoot him again
Ref: who's next?
** Bartley takes out his knife and finishes off the guy Valennor is try to kill... **
Bartley: Combat Skills: Knife [3d6] -> [1,1,6] = (8) vs 12
Valennor: Joel, kill the dude and I'll take his stuff and join in to hopefully get an advantage
Ref: he's dead
Narwick: yeah!
whispering to Ref, [1d6] -> [2] = (2)
Valennor: I'll take his clothes and look like a Pirate!
Valennor: Non-Combat Skills: Disguise [3d6] -> [6,3,4] = (13) vs 12
Valennor: oh no!
Bartley (whispering): I guess you just don't look like a pirate..
Valennor: stupid fogey
Bartley (whispering): i
Bartley: d
Bartley: Sorry...
Bartley: I'll stop whispering to the Ref...
Ref: the blood on the pirates clothes are too obvious
Valennor: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
whispering to Bartley, thanks
Valennor: lemme see, any ideas?
whispering to Bartley,
Bartley: Yeah, you can't look dead Valennor
Narwick: i say we run in there slashing
Bartley: You first...
** Narwick pulls out short sword **
Valennor: I'll find the nearest non flaming building to set myself up to be an archer
Ref: but the pirate had a short sword in a sheath by his side
whispering to Ref, [1d6-1] -> [2,-1] = (1)
Narwick: what does that mean
Valennor: can I climb a close building?
Ref: and a gold coin in his pocket
Valennor: cool
Bartley: That's mine...
Ref: sure, you can climb
Valennor: on a close building
Valennor: do I use dexterity?
Ref: yup
Valennor: Contest of Stat: [3d6] -> [2,3,4] = (9) vs DX of 12
Valennor: I'm up
Ref: you're up
Narwick: i'm gonna run into the riot and slash at the first person i see
whispering to Valennor, you can see the men gathered around the burning roof
Bartley: I'll cover you
** Narwick runs and slashes **
Narwick: Combat Skills: Crossbow [3d6] -> [5,4,6] = (15) vs 15
Ref: roll your battle skill too
Narwick: oops wrong one
Narwick: Combat Skills: Shortsword [3d6] -> [1,1,5] = (7) vs 14
Narwick: there we go
** Valennor shouts "Play nicely." **
** Bartley gets a stone missle ready. 3 pointer **
Valennor: they will pay for plotting our demise /me sets an arrow
Ref: Narwick charges into the group slashing and cutting
** Valennor sets an arrow **
Bartley: Spells: Stone Missile [3d6] -> [4,3,6] = (13) vs 16
Bartley: Combat Skills: Spell Throwing [3d6] -> [3,6,2] = (11) vs 11
Valennor: woah
Bartley: That was close. I'm throwing at the first bad guy I see...
Narwick: did i hit
Narwick: ????
whispering to Ref, [1d6] -> [6] = (6)
Bartley: 11 vs 11?
Bartley (whispering): thanks
Ref: six pirates fall under Narwicks flashing sword!
Valennor: wow
Ref: Bartley blasts the first that turns to look
Valennor: I'll scout for the mage
Valennor: Contest of Stat: [3d6] -> [1,5,5] = (11) vs Vision of 13
Ref: knocking down another that is behind him!
Bartley: Yes!
whispering to Valennor, You see the goblin reading a book in the next building
Valennor: nicely done Bartley
Bartley: Thanks.
Valennor (whispering): I'll snipe for his head if I can
Valennor (whispering): can I?
whispering to Valennor, -4 to hit!
Valennor (whispering): dang, hold on
Ref: 4 menacing pirates confront Narwick!
Valennor: how do I do that ref?
** Narwick grins and gets rady to fight! **
whispering to Valennor, just roll normally and I'll subtract it in my head.
Valennor (whispering): kk
Ref: Pirate Skills: Broadsword (14): [3d6] -> [3,2,6] = (11)
Valennor: Combat Skills: Bow [3d6] -> [4,2,6] = (12) vs 14
Valennor: shoot
Ref: Valennor shoots a house!
Narwick: did he hit me?
Valennor: lucky me!
Valennor: I'll help Narwick clear his crowd
Narwick (whispering): am i ok
Valennor: I'll loose an arrow on my turn
Ref: Narwick needs to parry
Valennor: go Joel
Narwick: k
Valennor: I mean Narwick
Narwick: Defense Roll: PD+DR+Parry or Dodge
Valennor (whispering): don't kick too high, your pants are tight
Ref: umm...
Narwick: did i do it right
Valennor: I meant that for DOM
Ref: nope
Ref: let's see...
Ref: you need [3d6] -> [4,4,5] = (13) vs Parry of 8
Ref: :->
Ref: *evil grin*
Narwick: i didn't parry did i?
Valennor: LOL
Ref: do you want to roll yourself???
Narwick: yeah
Valennor: no joke
Narwick: [3d6] -> [4,5,5] = (14)
Ref: just type in the first part before the ->
Narwick: shoot
Ref: oh... that's worse!
Narwick: ouch
** Ref grins evily **
Ref: Weapon Damage: Cutlas [1d6+1] -> [2,1] = (3)
Valennor: not too bad
Narwick: and what happens to me?
Narwick: hold
Ref: Narwick flinches at the cut... he's down to 5 points of health
Narwick: ok i'm fine
Narwick: ill strike back
Valennor: not really
Bartley: 5 points doesn't sound fine to me
Bartley: What's left?
Ref: you'll strike back after B goes
Valennor: right
Narwick: k
Ref: the four menacing pirates
Ref: are left
Bartley: Ok, I'll stone missle them. 3 point
Bartley: Spells: Stone Missile [3d6] -> [2,3,6] = (11) vs 16
Bartley: Combat Skills: Spell Throwing [3d6] -> [1,2,5] = (8) vs 11
Bartley: Yes!
Valennor: how is the town hall (or whatever) doing?
Ref: bartley's hand glows... and his aim is sure
Ref: (the roof has been doused with enough water to make it only smolder now)
Valennor: doggone
Ref: [3d6] -> [4,3,3] = (10) vs pirate (10)
** Valennor spats annoyance **
Ref: the pirate is splattered against the wall...
** Bartley suggests fire-balling it. Any takers? **
Bartley: Oh goodie
Narwick: doit
** Valennor sets an arrow to shoot a pirate near Narwick **
Ref: Narwick's turn to attack or parry... then V
Narwick: Combat Skills: Shortsword [3d6] -> [6,3,4] = (13) vs 14
** Valennor likes the idea of flaming the town hall **
Ref: Pirate Skills: Parry (7) [3d6] -> [1,3,5] = (9)
Narwick: gotcha dude
whispering to Unknown!, what did you use?
Narwick Unknown!
Narwick (whispering): how do i do damage
whispering to Narwick, what did you use?
Narwick (whispering): a short sword
whispering to Narwick, then roll 1d6
Narwick: [1d6] -> [5] = (5)
Ref: Narwick impales the pirate!
Narwick: i suppose i gave him 5 points of dammage
Narwick: ha ha
Ref: he grabs his chest and misses his chance to attack
Ref: Valennor
Ref: ?
Valennor: very nice
** Valennor looses an arrow at the next Pirate **
Valennor: Combat Skills: Bow [3d6] -> [3,5,2] = (10) vs 14
Ref: Pirate Skills: Dodge (5) [3d6] -> [5,1,5] = (11)
Valennor: *thud*
Narwick: dude cant move
Ref: The pirate dodged... he's a tricky one!
Valennor: woah now
Valennor: how
Narwick: how did he dodge?
Ref: He said the next pirate... did he mean the wounded one?
Valennor: no
Narwick: ok
Valennor: I didn't get the roll
Ref: okay then the other one hasn't had a turn
Ref: and can try to dodge
Narwick: right
Ref: which he did... Bartley's turn
Valennor: wow
** Bartley will take out his bow and shoot at the guy that just dodged **
Ref: ok!
Bartley: Combat Skills: Bow [3d6] -> [2,2,5] = (9) vs 10
Bartley: ha!
Valennor: dang Bartley
Valennor: not too shabby
Bartley: nener nener
Ref: thunk.... the pirate dodged one arrow and right into another!
Bartley: yes!
Ref: [1d6+1] -> [3,1] = (4)
Ref: of damage was done...
Ref: the man hollers
** Valennor mutters "I would too." **
Ref: valennor hears a crackling sound coming from the next house over...
Valennor: oh boy
Narwick: uh oh
Valennor (whispering): can I take cover?
Ref: Bzzap... [3d6] -> [5,5,4] = (14) vs 18... a bolt of lighting shoots out of the window!
Valennor (whispering): I mean duck?
Narwick: AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Valennor: Bzzow!
Ref: you can try a dodge of 3d6 vs 6
Narwick: who
Valennor: [3d6] -> [2,3,6] = (11)
Valennor: eeahh!
Ref: uh oh
** Ref grins evilly **
Valennor: I HATE goblins
Narwick: KILL THE GOBLIN
Bartley: Yeah!
whispering to Ref, [2d6] -> [4,4] = (8)
Ref: Valennor is knocked back, and slides off the roof... thump!
Bartley: bzz bzzzz
Narwick: oooh
Valennor: *groan*
Ref: the ground spins... no it's his head... or his.. his... *thunk* he blacks out
Valennor: but I pop up.......!
Ref: valennor lays unconscious on the ground
Valennor: ouch
Valennor: that's not right
** Ref thinks Valennor needs first aid **
Bartley: that's right, now you can't call nobody names!
Valennor: I already apologized!
Bartley: Ok
Valennor: I can't be the hero every time
** Thared creeps up to Valennor **
Valennor: can I roll for consciousness?
** Thared waves his hand and chants **
Narwick: ok bart...you help him/ i'll ward off all these dudes
Valennor: did Thared help us earlier?
Ref: Valennor feels fire creeping up his spine!
Valennor: no, we helped him... I dunno
Narwick (whispering): my turn yet?
Valennor: RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
whispering to Narwick, not yet
Narwick (whispering): ok
Valennor (whispering): is my health low?
Bartley: Whose turn?
Ref: a blast of light explodes from Valennor's
in and out his eyes... leaving him feeling...
Ref: better?
Valennor (whispering): who is Thared again?
Ref: much better
Valennor: SWEET
whispering to Valennor, a cleric
Valennor: Alright, BROADSWORD time!
Narwick: YEAH
** Valennor pats Thared on the shoulder gratefully **
Ref: Bartley's turn I think
** Narwick sings "KILL THE BEAST, KILL THE BEAST" **
Ref: "Die you pagan
tes!" yells the tall man yanking the arrow out of his chest!
** The Man hefts a large axe **
Valennor: *tough dude!*
** Bartley shall throw a fireball in the direction the lightning came from.... **
Narwick: WHAT! US PAGAN
Bartley: Spells: Fireball [3d6] -> [3,2,2] = (7) vs 14
Bartley: Combat Skills: Spell Throwing [3d6] -> [1,1,3] = (5) vs 11
Bartley: Incoming!
Ref: whoosh goes the fireball
Ref: *BLAM*
Valennor: DUCK
Narwick: "what"
Ref: the whole house explodes in flame!
Valennor: woah
Narwick: my turn my turn!
Narwick: ????
Bartley: burn baby burn!
Ref: ok
Valennor: pick me, pick me!
Ref: Narwick
Narwick: i'ma stab the dude with the axe
Narwick: Combat Skills: Shortsword [3d6] -> [5,4,4] = (13) vs 14
Ref: Pirate Skills: Parry (7) [3d6] -> [1,1,5] = (7)
Bartley: Narwick is a stabina the dudea with the axea
Narwick: did it work?
Ref: Nar
Valennor: lol
Ref: Narwick manages to slide his sword past the man's defenses and nick him in the chin!
Narwick: lol
Bartley: Now he has a double chin!
Narwick: you need to shave buddy!
Ref: "I'll shave your head!" roars the pirate!
Valennor: no, a half one
Narwick: ! TRY!!!!
Ref: Pirate Skills: Broadsword (14): [3d6] -> [4,1,3] = (8)
Narwick: .....
Valennor (whispering): my turn? I'll get out my broadsword
whispering to Narwick, roll parry vs 8
Narwick (whispering): could i die with this now?
Bartley: :0
Narwick (whispering): how
Valennor:
whispering to Narwick, do 3d6 vs 8
whispering to Narwick, the 3d6 in
ckets of course
whispering to Valennor, you're still a way's away... and will need to run to the combat
Ref: okay narwick
Narwick: [3d6] -> [4,5,2] = (11)
Ref: ouch
Narwick: um....
Valennor: wha-ping!
Ref: Weapon Damage: Cutlas [1d6+1] -> [1,1] = (2)
Bartley: Does Narwick still have a head?
Ref: less of one...
Narwick: ahhhh
Bartley: which part is missing?
Ref: narwick roll against HT
Valennor: :E (biting teeth)
Ref: to stay conscious from the blow
Narwick: Contest of Stat: [3d6] -> [3,1,2] = (6) vs HT of 12
Ref: very good
Narwick: he he
Ref: head of steel
Valennor: obviously
Ref: Valennor shall run toward combat?
** Ref looks at watch... sees 5 minutes left **
Valennor: yes, with my broadsword
** Valennor frowns in determination **
head of steel: uh oh
Ref: -4 to swing while running
Ref: and actually hit a target
head of steel: right
Valennor: then I'll shoot into it with my bow
Ref: ok
Narwick(head of steel): good idea
** Ref counts 4 **
Valennor: at the broadsword half chinned guy
Ref: ok
Valennor: Combat Skills: Bow [3d6] -> [3,1,3] = (7) vs 14
Valennor: THWAP
Ref: the aim is sure
Narwick(head of steel): die killer!
Ref: [1d6+2] -> [4,2] = (6) points of damage
Valennor: Great name buddy
** The Man shrieks "My heart!" **
** The Man falls to knees **
** Narwick(head of steel) shreikes back what heart! **
The Man: "You Pagan brutes!"
** The Man dies **
** Valennor says "Don't sweat it" **
** Narwick(head of steel) laughs **
** Valennor nods **
Bartley: He is slain.
Ref: everyone notices something strange
** Narwick(head of steel) crosses his chest **
Narwick(head of steel): hmmmm
Narwick(head of steel): whats that
Ref: brb
** Bartley says "I notice something strange." **
Narwick(head of steel): wow..that IS strange
** Bartley says "Tis but passing strange." **
Valennor: BRB= burping reapeated belches
** Bartley thinks that is gross. **
Narwick(head of steel): WTH
Bartley: WTB
** Valennor laughs about it **
Valennor: WTB= worlds tallest brute
** Narwick(head of steel) decides to smoke a pipe now **
** Bartley creates a bitty bond fire and makes magic smores. **
** Bartley says "yum" **
Narwick(head of steel): you don't know what a dillemma it was trying to decide your demise...i had so many delightful ideas.....so...i decided to use them alll!!!
Ref: i'm back
Valennor: kk
Ref: but it's time for me to wrap up
Narwick(head of steel): oh
Valennor: oh
Ref: bed time for the Boogalie
** Bartley sobs in dispair **
Narwick(head of steel): lol
Valennor: gotcha, ha
** Bartley rolls on the ground laughing in merriment **
Ref: we'll have to do this agin soon
Narwick(head of steel): yes
Valennor: well, thanks Jakim, yes
Ref: cya
Narwick(head of steel): the head of steel agrees
Bartley: yup.
Narwick(head of steel): later
Bartley: bye.
Bartley: Are you saving this?