This thread begins the next leg of the game, where GM (likely unsuccessfully) teaches of the wonders of rare-meat. Yes, I know Trump IRL likes his steak well-done, and to me that alone is evidence of controlled opposition. I still support the man, but dammit. Rare meat is the finest you can ever taste, satisfying immediate/basic hunger needs better than well meat, but also satisfying more primal urges and evolution. Remember, meat is only unsanitary if it is old or processed through a slaughter-house with poor quality control.
Enough about meat, lets get back to the game. Infernius is attempting to Leeroy Jenkins at the orcs, except that he has to climb a rope ladder to do so (cloven hooves = slower climbing). Tracy mulls about a very closed for business city that has cannons on the south-face, not yet realizing that unless she wants to go Nightmare (and thus ethereal but also glowing-in-the-dark) she's SOL.
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>>23955"me find a tribe of savages me gonna take prisioner."
[1d20 = 10]>>23959He blinks a couple times. "Knock yourself out," he says dropping his goggles back over his eyes, picking up his latest piece, glowing red hot from one of the smaller forges. Oh, by the way there's a giant bird cooking in the uber-sized forge. "Nah, I don't know of any cages, and
certainly not enough to cage a whole
tribe. There is the quarantine area though," he says after a moments thought.
>>23958The Roc is diving toward your position with a "SCREEEE"
>>23961Also, for the heck of it, practice blinking with etherealness.
>>23960can you make knockout darts?
... and missed Tracy with a fly-by attack. It concludes its action moving out of range.
>>23961Tracy resumes filling the place with smoke. The Roc resumes a holding pattern.
>>23962No blinking. It takes a standard action to go ethereal or come back.
>>23963"Hmmmm. Well, whether they're knockout darts or not depends on the poison not the design, but I don't think I've ever tried to make darts before. Let me think about it."
>>23955"Judging by the fact that you did not know what I was talking about immediately, I'll take that as a good sign. You recall that Equestrian Unicorn I showed up with here yesterday. Slovenia, 'bout 4 feet tall, white, and ran right past you. She said something to me this morning about making mill workers work for her, and to me it was a giant red flag, though I could not tell if she meant to say that she was going to charm the male mill worker with sex appeal, or if she meant she would do something coercive. I want to know if she's done... well, anything to make your mill workers do work outside of a wage based I-pay-you-money-to-do-this contractual nature. That's all"
>>23964How long can Tracy stay like that before she can't go ethereal or produce smoke, and she's fatigued and can only move at half speed?
>>23964Heat eggs diligently for a few minutes, then stop again.
Stare down bird once more, not having moved a muscle.
>>23966The change is psychosomatic: she's in Mother Goose mode atm. >>23964"thanks lennos."
*ill go back to the orc village on utachit*
>>23965"Extra work? Sex appeal? Alright, she's pretty hot I'll admit it, but other than being a little bit of a cunt about production, nah. If my guys slack of, she lets 'em have it, but here glowing-horn shit is really useful to have around."
>>23967That boy needs therapy.
Seriously, I get where her head's at.
>>23966Probably at the end of this 'ethereal' casting, which she's about 1/4 of the way into
As Tracy checks on the eggs, the Roc starts flipping out and flying all over the place.
>>23969Withgold flame until she gets a response from Daddybird.
>>23968>UatchitFinally! Xp
>>23970Daddy-bird is not paying attention, its flying around chaotically, flipping this way and that.
"SCREEEEE" can be heard, less loud than the Roc, but still clear and detectable.
>>23969>That boy needs therapy. Seriously, I get where her head's at.I want to know what this means
[2d20 = 20]>>23971Resume heater mode.
Spot plus Listen checks (both +5) as she angles her neck and ears towards the sound
What made the noise?
>>23973Sorry, it was a song-meme reference. "Psychosomatic, that boy needs therapy"
>>23974Its coming from the Roc, but its NOT coming from the Roc. "SCREEEEEEEE" THAT was from the Roc,...
"SCREEEEE" That was the other thing.
>>23974You're too far away to get a good look, but there is something gray and reddish on the back of the Roc.
>>23968WHat's your method of approach?
>>23976I think I know exactly what that is...
[smoking intensifies]
>>23978You probably do. Thez disengages from the rock with a crescent-flip, landing some distance away on the air. "SCREEEEEE" she,... screeches.
The bird looks at her, the air around her boiling over with unholy aura, and then at Tracy's position, but doesn't advance on either.
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The rock lifts up, and uses the slight elevation increase to begin a dive at Thez.
[1d20 = 13]>>23977i get over directly over the tree then i go straight down. unless i see the roc.
[1d20 = 11]
Thez doesn't even dodge
And punches the Roc square in the nosebeak, stunning it, which it begins to fall as a result of. "I fuggin' warned him,...."
>>23981*nurses eggs pretending not to stare too much*
>>23985... Is.. is he okay..?
>>23983You see it, but its far enough away that it wouldn't register as immediate, and it just started falling.
>>23987ok i continue with my plan.
>>23986"He'll be fine, I hit him non-lethal. I didn't realize the bird I dropped earlier was mated. I guess I should have asked. It wasn't until I was already on his back that I remembered I can talk with any living creature (its a monk thing). So I apologized for having dropped his girl, told him he was better off leaving to try and live a new life, but that if he kept on he might not fly away from it," she says, a little sad.
>>23988You see scrawny orcs with crude bows all around the perimeter of the platforms, attached to harnesses. The door has a beam sealing it off, and they're clearly listening and waiting for a sound or a clue from underneath.
>>23990so are there various platforms through out the tree? oe is there just one?
The Roc starts flapping again, and flies off to the south, vanishing along the horizon.
"OH FUG, the bird!" Thez <whoofs> away.
>>23989Tracy gives a somewhat quizzical look, her plot still nestled upon the eggs causing her to look like a large blue hen, her front hooves crossed on her lap as steam rises all around her.
"... So.. what about their foals..?"
>>23991There's a netowrk of platforms, connecting several trees to the central one. Platforms are at different elevations, and the tree branches are bundled together at points, giving crude rain protection. Its hella shabby, but they can clearly survive in it. No walls to speak of though
>>23996*averts gaze*
"... I.. I can't just leave them here.. they'll freeze to death like this.."
>>23997Nope, just open-air platformed sections. Crude decorations (they're Orcs, and SJWs at that) are at various spots and areas, some shoddy paint and such. Its an eyesore.
>>23998Try it, I dare you.
>>23998If Tracy's faggot wanted to do that, he would've done it already.
>>24003What the actual fuck are we or Tracy going to do with Roc eggs? Seriously
>>24001Thez <whoofs> back to Tracy, her hair a bit singed.
"Saved it! So anyway, I was gonna say I made food. Were you coming back to the tower any time soon?"
>>24008On top of a mountain for months until they hatch into chicks that are hostile and will also die on their own? What the fuck is the end game?
>>24007"... I... *looks down past her lap at her dangling hooves* .. I hadn't planned on it.."