Well, the party has gotten some things in order and has made some arrangements and plans to attack Court City in full and not as a half-assed rescue mission because of a brain worm. Speaking of brain worms, the party just kinda shrugged their shoulders and forgot about that whole "Infernius going insane and running off" bit. Hmmm. Oh well. But anyway, everyone's got some ideas and plans to put in motion. Its too bad that Port Barry is currently surrounded one 4 fronts,... that's going to complicate things.
Welcome back to the Game thread, there's over 3 dozen of 'em by now, so pardon me if I skip the introductory formalities. If you want to join, or perhaps just join in on the shitposting cuz bored, feel free. I'm working on a metric to allow new players to get in without having to go through the process of full-on mapping out a character.
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Okay. So, in spite of the party resources (entertron, etc) there is a distinct presence of - shall we say - unrecoverable civilians.
>>39318Its not going anywhere
>>39317>>39316>>39315D'awww
>>39315Torc stops in front of Trump Tracy and Thez.
"You guys, there's something you might wanna see at the do..."
Torc then relizes the looks on everyones faces, and quickly notices who's gone
He doesn't notice the devouers in detail"Oh no, is Infernius okay?"
>>39323Thez looks up, a shocked and panicked look on her face. "He was at the bridge with,..." she looks at Trump. "Where is he!" she phrases it as a demand, but her voice is pleading.
>>39322>>39324climbs out of a manhole with sweet loot.
>>39319[consoling pony noises]
*licks crying hoo-man affectionately*
>>39321You wouldn't know until you washed all the poo off.
Tracy just threw Ruth's in her bag.
>>39325>covered in poo* >>39324"I don't know..."
>>39323To Torcuil
"look"
Points at the devourers
>>39326*Deflates horsey, and cuddles her*
*Writes speech to deliver to the citizenry when there is a chance*
>>39329*cries, burying his face into blue fur*
>>39325"Infernius my pal, you smell like ass. Glad youre okay."
>>39327"Look at w...
Oh..."
>>39331*accommodates him, patting the back of his head*
[comforting pony noises]
>>39332"Shhh!"
*gestures towards corpses*
>>39332*points to devourers*
"Sechs is gone. As are several of my men. And your men. And Thez's. And others..."
>>39337Thez, face tear-stained and still flowing. "Its... its all," she clears her throat and says in the meekest voice ever heard (from her), "Is all my fault."
She gazes into Infernius' eyes for a moment, and he can see that there is much to be said, but for the moment, she hangs her head, collapses to her knees, and her shoulders start to quiver.
>>39338In a whisper, in the hopes that only Thez will hear her
"I knew they were likely to simply jaunt into the town, yet we stayed at the gate..."
>>39337*places other hand on Minotaur*
>>39334*holds pony tightly*
>>39338*picks up thez*
"it not your fault thez it gonna be okay theres no time to be sad we go straight to genocide for this transgression."
>>39339"I knew too, but I didn't think they'd be able to IN the town. I thought the churches to Rockwell and Hitler and Football would be enough to repel them. But," she crumbles as she says it "It was me."
"From the very beginning, I unhallowed the whorehouse when I was infernal, and they found it. They sensed it and they used that to their advantage."
Torc stands to the side akwardly looking at his stuff.
She looks at Trump first, "This is not my doing," then at Infernius "but it is my fault," then at Sechs-Devourer. "and not theirs."
>>39343Trumpaladin says absolutely nothing to Thez
>>39346"Look before you. The Devourers are already dead. It won't bring our men back"
As the dialogue continues, a shambling sound occurs from an adjacent alley. It sounds like something scraping a large mass across the ground.
>>39347"it is said the man takes on the wives sins. so me will kill who sent these me kill all faction leaders in court city after i kill this fucker
>>39350"
>>39350charges!
>>39352"Calm down Infernius. You don't know what it is..."
Don't kill off a possible source of exposition >>39351>>39352As Infernius charges, and Torcuil draws attention, a blood-splattered Slovenia shambles out from the alleyway, with a very decrepid moan issuing from her mouth.
>>39354"fuck! slav horse its gonna be okay!"
cures critical wounds!
>>39354Trumpaladin runs to her, and feeds her a heal serious wounds potion from the flask from Korak
>>39354"Oh fuck! It's Woody!"
*runs over to check condition*
>>39355>>39356"Oh wat? Oh thank goodness! Dispel!" she calls, and the images of blood spatter and decay on her person (hoerson?) vanish. "I didn't know what to do, the terbuchets worked marvelously, but we were overwhelmed from behind."
"Yeah guys listen, I hate to break you all up and intrude, but there is you all really need to see at the docks."
>>39358*Hugs pony*
"You did marvelously. Our defenses held the line. There was a vulnerability deep in town, known about before but never closed because of
political reasons which the enemy exploited."
>>39358"Let me have a look at it."
*slinks off into stealth*
>>39366i was asking thez if she was hurt.
[1d20+19 = 27]
Rolling to Move Silently
>>39369>>39368Slovenia had disguised herself as an equine Zombie, and then dispelled the disguise when she saw the party. She was not injured
And while GM is want to make jokes about being overwhelmed from behind,....
>>39360Um, this
>>39359"This was ages ago, before you arrived. She," indicating Thez "Drove them off, but not before they had wreaked havoc on those assembled."
>>39369"I... I've had worse," she says, holding back sobs. She's completely demoralized.
>>39371i know slovenia is alright, i was inquireing about thez health in particular.
>>39360"Guys? You realy need head to the docks. Some really weird shit is happening."
>>39370Don't think you can fool me on why you are going to the docks
>>39375Oh. Fucking really? Now? She's still useful you know
>>39373>>39377Alrighty then. Trumpaladin goes to the docks
>>39377"what kind of weird shit?"
>>39375Aside from the obvious? The citizens and the party?
>>39380"We should probably go see for ourselves"
>>39375>shit eating grin>>39380"A big ass black pyramid that can talk"
>>39381Mostly to just put it out there.
>>39378>'Flashy.. It's time...' >>39386Way to make that obvious
>>39385Correction
"That projects giant head."
>>39388It was in Pelosi's voice, though I never iterated it
>>39387>>39375But seriously, where the second strongest aura in the port coming from?
>>39388"fucking jew nigger magic"
>>39376>>39389 >>39391Of good? You're standing in it.
>>39390pyramid You don't know its a pyramid yet Xp
>>39396I though Torcuil mentioned a talking black pyramid?
>>39397I mean, you're detecting strong auras of good. What are you hoping to find? Sinister-wicked undead? Wrong spell.
>>39397Trumpaladin sat on you for like an hour or so. You are a lingering aura
>>39399To make it flat obvious, she's looking for Troll. Trolls a Cleric, so her aura is intense.
>>39399Actually, Tracy has had a level 16 Paladin on her and in her over much of the proceeding few days, so Tracy should have a strong lingering aura of good
>>39403Donald Trump
>>39402Oh, right. She's resoundingly in the direction of the docks
>>39405Tracy curses having wasted her Conceal Alignment scroll earlier that night, as she heads off towards the docks in stealth.
Alright, once she pinpoints the aura. She waits at a distance and attempts to Spot Troll.
>>39414>'They were going to figure it out anyway, Flashy. It's pointless to keep secrets.'>>39416I figured she'd do that once she was at the docks.
>>39416since you no gibe response i go to the docks.
>>39420The wiki page lists the Armor of a Celestial charger as including +5 bracers of Armor
>>39419>'...It'll be time soon, Flashy.. Not immediately, but very soon.'>>39421Oh fug off with that meta nonsense. Troll was never described to be wearing anything.
Don't you have bracers already?
>>39420Good point. Theres several pairs of bracers and some other swag from the
bliches.
>>39423I pity the fool
>>39422Not +5 bracers. That doesn't mean they are not there
>MetaHe can see it
>"You can wait at least figure out why there is an evil version of the Tower in the harbor right?">>39423Donald Trump
>>39424Sexy!
I know RBG's buffs couldn't possibly have been any higher than +9 and probably less because a 24 landed and lichs get +5 AC, but still worth looking into
>>39425>'Come to the Docks, Flashy....'Tracy unrolls one of her Scrolls of True Strike and casts the spell.
>>39428He's going to the docks
Casting it before she's even spotted her?
She can see Troll by now, right?
She's crouched in the alley, observing her target from a distance.
>>39429It lasts until the next attack she makes. She knows she'll need it anyway.
>>39430Trollestia is standing obviously toward the end of the docks, eyeballing the numerous faces that are gnashingly glaring at her.
Oh, did I mention the dozens of zombie-like faces? There's dozens of zombie-like faces btw.
>>39431The fool who doubts Mr. T
>>39433Well mother fucker. Run forward to investigate, and Call Fae
>>39434infernuis aint flying in no damn helicopta
Fuck this lag, I'm just gonna lurk for a while
>>39436Who said helicopta mothafucka? Don't make Mista T smack u in front of all these fine ppl
>>39438>>39439Bake a new Thread!
Trumpaladin's actions are to go out onto the docks near Trollestia, ask what the hell is going on, and Call Fae
>>39439you dont get the chambers herr t.
>>39433She's distracted? Good.
Tracy continues observing.
What kind of monsters do they look like?
>>39443>"Tracy... There's something spooky in the water">monstersI hope those are monsters...
>>39445"hey tracy there monsters in water."
I need sleep and have shit to do tomorrow, so I'll probaly be on again Monday.
So see y'all later.
>>39447Oh shit. I'll try to keep Tracy's faggot off Trollestia until you have the chance to fight for her (or not, but just so long as your character is able to respond under circumstances he'd obviously be present for)
>>39446She says nothing. Because she knows there's no way he couyld've seen her from her hiding spot.
>>39443Aquatic ghouls. Hella.
>>39447Good to see ya. Happy new year, ya crazy horsefucker
>>39449True, but there's no way Tracy would have been able to see the monsters if they are under the water. Maybe if they are floating in air, but in any detail
All she'd have to do is walk up behind. So long as Trollestia isn't expecting an attack there's no need to hide >>39450Ask Trollestia, or Fae if she's there by now and knows the answer "What am I looking at here?"
>>39451They're not under water, there's a bunch of heads just above water, sneering at Trollestia (and whoever is in range, they can smell too)
>>39451She's waiting at a distance to determine that Troll is thoroughly distracted, she's palming her special daggers.
Well, they're MOSTLY under water, but not entirely and not concealed (mostly)
>>39453Okay, but he explicitly says aloud to Trollestia and to Fae (if she's there by now) "what the hell am I looking at" and expects at least an "I don't know" answer
>>39454Give Torcuil a chance to respond or do plan T or whatever. It's a part of his character's development to determine how he'd react under this situation>>39456What?
>>39458Well now he's telling her to wait until we know what the hell is going on
>"There's a fucking black version of the Tower in the harbor and ghouls in the water. Just wait on killing the unicorn until we at least know what the hell is going on" >>39457>plan TYou're not supposed to know about that, I blame Torcuil's faggot's indiscretion
>>39459>>39460SO saved
>>39461Its not QUITE the tower, its a 4-sided pyramid,... at least that can be seen.
>>39462>"No really Tracy, why does it need to happen at this instant? Why can't it wait until after she's helped us kill the others? What is your inner need?">>39463Trumpaladin asks Trollestia, and Fae if she's there already, "what the hell am I looking at here?"
>>39464T> "I don't know what to tell you. There's countless gnarly faces, maintaining distance but staring evilly. I may have bit off more than I can chew."
>>39466"I'm guessing you cannot turn any more undead today. What are they, specifically? Why are they not attacking?"
>>39465>".... Fair enough. Why waste the body though?" Tracy is now wielding both of her keened Bane Daggers and her Assassin's Dagger, ready to strike.
Trumpaladin draws Suguito
Trumpaladin asks Fae to go find the men, and to send them to the Jolly Cunt. Fae is Dismissed
[1d20+19 = 25]
Tracy begins moving in stealth while Troll is visibly distracted, quickly and silently, with conviction.
Rolling to Move Silently.
>>39470"I,... I don't know that thats true," hugs tightly.
>>39467"No, I've,... exhausted my resources."
>>39472Noted
>>39473She immediately moves to flank troll with a triple Death Attack.
>>39472"What is going on, this is,... strange"
>>39474"I'm sorry Troll. I can't delay any longer. My earlier promise to you still stands, but so does mine to her. Forgive me"
>>39474"we'll get these court city bastards, and avenge everyone we lost me promise."
[4d20 = 41]
Flanks with Boots, Stabs Trollestia with Sugoito
>>39479"What? This!,...."
I'm assuming Tracy's 3x atk comes at the same time?
>>39480She's attacking immediately, so possibly.
>>39478"I'm sure we'll get them, but,... it didn't have to be this way. I don't know how it 'should' have been but,... not this."
>>39480"I'm sorry..."
Can mine be first by like a couple seconds?
He didn't roll. The first one may be true strike but the last two were not
>>39481For simplicity's sake, can we just off Trollestia neatly so I don't have to go into combat mode?
>>39483You don't roll for sneak attacks.
>>39484Gladly.
>>39483Why you want to attack first though?
>>39484Yes? I want to hear her monologue though
>>39485You have to beat their AC
>>39484i guess but its not very in vharacter for infernuis to allow it.
>>39486So she's not dead before he can land a hit
>>39489You're talking to Thez. You're in a different area
>>39489Isn't he still with Thez.
>>39490You can coupe de grace her, if that's what you really want.
Tracy immediately assumes monstrous shape upon landing her attack.
>>39492>>39491i had assumed we were at the docks
>>39488"This isn't what I... signed up for...." Trollestia says as she dies. As she falls limply to the docks, and as her body slackens,... it begins to change shape.
What appears now
is a unicorn, but its observably and definitively
not Trollestia. Who it
is is unknown.
Congratulations, welcome to plan T. Trump just participated in the murder of an innocent Unicorn. Woohoo!
>>39496Interesting
Trumpaladin slices off a few pieces of the unicorn
>>39496Fuck it
*Picks up entire unicorn*
*calls Fae*
>>39496How many more innocent animals is she going to use as her stunt doubles? She's supposed to be the good one here.
[angry nightmare noises]
"That fucking slippery cunt!"
>>39501Also, why couldn't Tracy tell the difference in the strength of their auras? Is this one also a Celestial Charger?
>>39503That's the only reason I used the Detect Good, after all.
>>39503Because you used it before you went to the docks. You didn't use it on "Trollestia"
>>39504If u don't know the spoilers already, and have the time, and don't mind reading through a bunch of menial-drama shit, yes.
>>39503Tracy's saves were pre-rolled. Refer to Torcuil's "3d20" roll earlier.
>>39509Can polymorph spells duplicate aura/alignment?
>>39509>reading through a bunch of menial-drama shit. im completly in the dark on the spoilers except that its dark.i participate in theses threads dont i?
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
[angry nightmare noises]
*grabs Trumpaladin and puts him on her back*
"I'm going to destroy that cunt!"
Oh snap, I was supposed to have baked a new thread. Let me do that rly quick ^_^
>>39514Can Fae carry whatever we just killed to the Entertron and resurrect it? I think my character is getting kidnapped...
[1d20+21 = 32]
Just for the sake of it, Tracking check.
>>39517"Tracy, can you take me to the tower quickly?"
>>39519>[incoherent nightmare thoughts]She's even more rabid than she was before.
>>39515He is.
Tracy speeds off towards the forest.
>>39517If her tracking check doesn't yield anything.