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Its big, its epic, its... a nat 1... dammit.; Choosing an Apprentice, The Adventure Begins, The Return of Prince Piper
Topic Started: Mar 20 2017, 04:00 AM (25 Views)
Sykes
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The tarrasque roared as it charged, and the party scattered in all directions.
”Murdock, we need decoys!” The party wizard shouted at the bard who ran beside him. The bard in question fumbled over the words to a spell and produced three copies of himself, all running alongside the duo.

”Help, I fumbled a tumble!” The shout came from their left, the healer was down and the beast was almost upon her.

The duo stopped and assessed the situation. ”Farn and Yu are half a grid away and I’m out of evocations! the wizard lamented. If we don’t save Shia, we’re done for!”
”Dammit, ill… ill send in the clones then!” The three copies of the bard sprinted at the creature and began hacking at its shins and climbing up its legs.

The wizard slapped the bard upside the head. ”Idiot, those things have no substance! The tarrasque wont even notice them!” As he said that, the bipedal colossus roared again and began flailing about, clearly pissed at the supposedly intangible decoys. ”Or… its going to be distracted somehow… good job rookie.”

”Lets get outta here then! I don’t want to be here when it realizes its fighting nothing! The words resonated with the wizard and he squinted at the beast.

”Fighting... nothing… Oh Gurno you asshole.” They were joined by an armored knight, armed with an axe and a shirtless monk with a long blond braid, both curious about the reference to a person who DOESN’T EXIST. ”Sorry.” Cmon man. ”Uhm, right! Watch this!” The wizard waved his hands through the air and brought them down swiftly in the direction of the mighty tarrasque.

The beast shuddered and its form seemed to vibrate briefly before it and all the clones on it popped out of existence.

”Im sorry, what? Could he have just done that any time?” Well yeah, technic-

Wrolen slammed a hand on the table, knocking over several figurines and Hert’s carefully stacked dice pillar. ”We’ve been running from that thing for an hour and that’s all it took!?” The Saiyan seemed out of place in his present company of five Namekians in a dark room around a table. A d20 rolled off the table, the click of the plastic on the floor making the DM flinch.
”I mean technically you could have!” he raised his hands in defense. ”But unless he knew it was an illusion he wouldn’t know to dispel it like that! He didn’t have character knowledge!”

Wrolen’s eye twitched, he didn’t know why he was getting so worked up. The agreement was simple; he plays the monk in their little game so they can finish their story, and the apprentice will return to his duties peacefully. He wasn’t counting on this event taking so damn long though. His ship was being refueled and he had time to kill, so he was willing to play along. It wasn’t like anyone would know anyway.

The Saiyan settled down and righted his monk figurine with his tail while he crossed his arms. ”…Very well. In that case are we done?”

”Weeell… technically…”

The party stood before the much smaller form of a triceratops-like creature, nowhere near as threatening as the murderbeast from a moment ago, but still a powerful enemy to be feared. Roll for-uh, wait what are you-!?

The monk sprinted forward, meeting the beast with a flying kick to the face… dude, what the hell?

“I’m killing it. I’m killing it right now and you can't stop me.” The monk declared to his confused party, clearly on the verge of breaking the fourth wall as he threatened to take all the final boss exp for himself in one final suicide attempt.

”I use the potion.” The Monk said, clearly not serious.

Ignoring him, Wrolen rolled a d% and got a '00' result. ”I resist the poison and attain the power ‘Might of Hextor’ for ten minutes. I'm rolling for initiative now.”

"H-how did you know tha-"

”You referenced him on the temple walls where we found the flask, and I cross-referenced the odds against the lore history you wrote out in the codex… so… initiative?”

The Namekian’s around the table stared at the stoic Saiyan, mouths agape. Eventually, the DM came to his senses and the clack of a rolling d20 could be heard behind his screen. ”Y-Yu the monk goes first.”


723/600 words
[250 wpd discount applied]
Reward(s):
-Your next quest on Namek takes -1 day, to a minimum of 1, due to having the favor of the Namekians [applied to quest: The Return of Prince Piper, part 1] // 100Z
- lvl 2 character sheet
-Snare's Horn [pending]


Edited by Sykes, Mar 20 2017, 04:01 AM.
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