((Elunir must be confused as I'm still invisible when I pick him up out the door. XD ))
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((Yeah, but now that you're out of Combat, I'm going to assume that the Invisibility wore off. It's going to need to for the next map.
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Marcia will attempt to high tail it out of the bar, seeing as the path to the door is open.
Marcia, fearing for her life, makes a mad dash out of this crazy hooligan dive.
Marcia just barely gets outside, and she is out of combat.
Thaepher also runs out of the bar.
Thaepher successfully runs out of the bar, and is now out of Combat.
((All that's left is for Claud and Sus to get out. This was a great, chaotic first encounter though.))
I would like to chaos action out, and then when Sus gets out.
Could I get my Bullogre to collapse the building?
Could I get my Bullogre to collapse the building?
((You wanna collapse the building?! ... Alright! XD ))
Claud uses his Chaos action to simply walk out of the building. Technically, he's out of combat. He mounts his Bullogre and prepares to use the Bullogre's Double Back Kick to collapse the Building.
((Also, Elunir's Unicorn is following him and Abertholl.))
Returning from that strange realm of Holding, now with some boots in tow, Sus emerges to see the tavern situation mightily escalated; everything seemed to have gone up in flames. His desire to mow down the Goblins less than his fear of being burned alive, he quickly ran to escape the bar.
Sus runs out of the bar. As soon as Claud sees Sus outside the bar, he gets his Bullogre to Double Back Kick the Tavern.
(14)
It was a strong kick, but other then a little bit of cracking, the Tavern remains. The Bullogre, using the momentum from the Kick, starts moving forward. With that, the first Combat Encounter ends.
So, two things; one is you guys failed to defeat the Encounter. As such, I can't give you guys a Treasure Shop to buy from. I will give all of you 500 gold so that you guys have the chance to buy more Treasures later. However, since you did finish the Encounter, and since none of you died, it's time for...
Since Penn and Isengrim didn't do a single thing in combat, they do not get to participate in this roll. So now, here are the Legendary Rolls.
Abertholl:
(No Legendary)
Claud:
(1. No Legendary)
Marcia:
(Marcia got her Legendary!!! And no, I'm not going to make you re-roll, despite your Klutz Passive)
Thaepher:
(No Legendary)
Elunir:
(Close but no cigar. No Legendary)
Sus:
(No Legendary)
Since Penn and Isengrim didn't do a single thing in combat, they do not get to participate in this roll. So now, here are the Legendary Rolls.
Abertholl:
(No Legendary)
Claud:
(1. No Legendary)
Marcia:
(Marcia got her Legendary!!! And no, I'm not going to make you re-roll, despite your Klutz Passive)
Thaepher:
(No Legendary)
Elunir:
(Close but no cigar. No Legendary)
Sus:
(No Legendary)
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Sus, still brandishing his pistol, looks at the unruly sort of people around him; frankly, he didn't like the looks of any of them, but most especially, he did not like the looks of that knife-eared Elf. Having caught his breath, he grunted in general, albeit somewhat pointed towards the Elf.
"Now I wonder who gets the next bullet; I could have sworn I hear some Porc slurs..."
Not so subtly, he toyed with the necklace of Elven ears around his neck.
"Now I wonder who gets the next bullet; I could have sworn I hear some Porc slurs..."
Not so subtly, he toyed with the necklace of Elven ears around his neck.
"Woah woah woah!" Jack Krystaal says, trying to calm tensions. "Do we really need more killin' and violence? ... Well, maybe, but not right now. Look, Porc, if you heard a slur, then whoever insulted you will surely apologize. Listen, listen. How's about I treat all us to a round of drinks at the ol' Madame Marie's down the street?"
((And I'd suggest you take it, Noco.))
Sus gives an evil eye to the Elf and to the nut-job talking about hijinks, but he managed to calm down look enough to grunt an affirmative to this Jack fellow, though he made sure that his pistol remained very visible as he flourished it around his hands idly.
Theopher silently watched the conversation unfold before him. The day was not unfolding to his liking, even though the barkeep did survive (or, at least, Theopher hoped that was the case). He had lost his rubies (worthless to sell, but interesting enough to hold onto) as well as a few rounds in his revolver. He didn't even get the work he paid for. He was going to make this day up somehow, he just didn't know how yet. As ideas raced in his mind, he watched the bar hooligans talk amongst themselves. Entertainment, at least, was something he could still get.
Abertholl now no longer invisible thrusts his fists into the ahir with his head thrown back. "RAHAHAHAHAHAHAH gwfaks. What a great ramble. Did you see me hit that bartender with the shillelagh and make him go all wyrmmouthed? Oh right you couldn't. . . Bah dis here'll be a grand story. Shame I couldn't charm clyd to make him stand down though. Spent have the brawl tryin dat."
"Alright, good, let's get a move on then to the next bar 'fore them Goblins get out! An' let's not be gettin' into 'nother bar fight, kay lads and lass?" Jack said, as the group moved on.
After a few minutes, all the Non-Goblin Patron's from El Desperado arrived at Madame Marie's.
"Alright, so ye lads make yerself comfy, I'll get us some drinks," Jack says as he leaves for the bar counter.
As Marcia sits down, however, a book falls out of her Bag of Holding. She picks it up and realizes it's a precious artifact from her mansion.
Marcia decides that it would be better for her to keep a hold of the book then to simply put it back in her flimsy Bag of Holding. She will have to get rid of one of her Passives, however ((*Cough, Cough*Klutz*Cough, Cough*)).
Then Abertholl gloats in the tavern to everyone there. ((I know you wanted to do that in the Desert, but this is funnier
))
((Funnier usually fits better))((I know you wanted to do that in the Desert, but this is funnier
Abertholl is sitting at the table with a foot on the rim rocking his seat back and forth on its hind legs. His lute is out and it's one of the few times he will ever look serious in his life. "A, G# , C" He mutters while plucking the strings. "Dere wa--s a fight in desperato where de silver flo---ws and hordes of dwarves and barrels of goblfs fell to the fiery sto-rm. Ooh desperato a whe--re the siilllveeer flooowss" He takes a moment to keep plucking, before muttering "Ah the voice vibrato should be kept but a fight song shouldn't sound so pretty. Needs more energy, allegro allegro mezzo forte!" Starts strumming a series of random notes at a faster pace.