[pnpgm] Game Update #17 - File #27 - Rumble in Tavern

Scott Adams longshot at darktech.org
Tue Jan 22 08:50:36 CET 2008



  HT Alias/Player          Character Name    Type    Status/Notes  Sex
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  R1 John Haight...........Arawn.............Druid  .Normal/Alfar  Ma
  ?? Chris Wells...........Ben'dar...........Warrior.Normal/Human  Ma
  W2 Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human  Ma
     Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....NormalFaerry  Fe
  W4 Wout Broere...........Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human  Fe
  R4 Alex Koponen..........Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human  Fe
     Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Boyzdar [Wolf] (Strie'bog),
             
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     Game Update #17 in sequence (file #27) 
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     Admin notes: Let the Adventure Begin!
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     [Recap]

        From Ben'dar: [Re: Actions]
          Ben'Dar scowls as Kaylle talks about the treachery of the Bova
          and Ezam.  "The Bova will pay for the suffering they brought
          upon the Z'enda," he mutters darkly.

          Unfortuntately, Ben'Dar becomes bored with the talk of
          scholarly pursuits and is in the middle of a loud belch between
          mugs of strong drink when Kaylle begins whispering about the
          Royal Scholar Archivist.

          Ben'Dar sees Unali draw her dagger, then fall.  His eyes sweep
          to the man standing near their table.  With a snarl, he whips
          out his dagger from its place in his boot, and launches himself
          across the table at the man with the pouch of scrolls.
        GM: Ack.  Drinking hard at 8am? :)

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        From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
          Fremea listens intently to the stories being told. A look of
          confusion strikes her face as different names are mentioned or
          events are counted. (Though she does listen closely for
          anything related to her)

          Spying the courier suspiciously, as he walks up, looking for
          any signs he might be dangerous. When she notices the dagger
          come down, she flies up to the balcony and starts concentrate
          on the person that threw it. Making sure she will not be in the
          way of anyone else down below.
        GM: Ack. Hopefully your post will go out this week. :)

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        From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
          Z'leyra responds to Unali's injury by dragging her behind cover
          where Z'leyra can try to heal Unali while the party deals with
          the attacker(s). With poison the sooner fixed the better.
          Removing the dart and letting the blood drain some of the poison
          Z'leyra will ready her brass goblet with water and swirl her
          bezoar around in it then force the resulting potion down Unali's
          throat. She will then do a quick patch to the wound if it needs
          it more than the fight needs her.

          If she is needed in the fight after having Unali drink the
          potion Z'leyra will ready her greatsword and enter combat.
        GM: Ack. 

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        From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
          Arawn was pondering the news Kaylle had brought them, in
          particular the information regarding the Royal Scholar
          Archivist as well the mountain range where the crab armor was
          rumoured to have been found, when the messenger arrived at the
          edge of the groups table. His hand was still outstretched when
          the commotion began. Arawn's eyes slightly in the direction of
          the door, to where both beggars and the enraged husband clamored,
          when he caught the sudden movement of Unali as she stood and
          plucked a dart from her neck only to drop to the ground a moment
          later.

          Reacting quickly he crouched low and helped Z'leyra drag Unali
          to cover as he watched Ben'dar leap across the table, dagger in
          hand, toward the messenger. Arawn had not seen the source of the
          dart but considering that the man's hands seemed occupied the
          Alfar wasn't sure that he was the one responsible and hoped that
          Ben'dar would not kill the man before answers were forthcoming,
          whether he was innocent or, if he wasn't, what knowledge he did
          possess. Calling out to Ben'dar as he helped drag Unali he
          shouted,

          "Ben'dar, are you sure the messenger's behind this? Do you see
          anyone else?"

          Continuing to move toward cover as he kept his ears sharp for
          an answer, if the warrior had one, he propped up one of the
          larger tables against a wall to form shelter for him and Z'leyra
          to do their work, his senses sharp for any sign of a threat. As
          he prepared to deal with whatever poison may be coursing
          through the ninja's system he watched as Z'leyra pulled forth
          the bezoar and goblet, his own hands moving to rest on Unali's
          still form.
        GM: Ack. 

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        From Raban: [Re: Actions]
           From the small stage Raban watches the room as he plays his
           pipes  softly. This early there is not as much flirting to be
           done but it never hurts to try.  He spots a smile from a
           familiar face and returns it, things are looking up. She is
           with friends this time but a special performance could be
           worked into the days schedule. Perhaps after their chat is
           done, a complex dance routine could draw her interest?
           Meanwhile he will keep an eye on her.

           Suddenly a shout, one he has heard many times before, draws
           his attention. Using his hands in gestures meant to calm Raban
           says, "Sir, calm down, she just wanted to get you jealous so
           you would show how much she means to you. You have been
           neglecting her lately and no woman will put up with that for
           long." But this is distracting him from something happening at
           her table, does she need help again? Well if I need to I will
           just have to knock this guy out quickly so I can help her,
           instead of just talking him out of fighting and even telling
           him how to better please her.
       GM: Ack. 

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       From Ben'dar: [Re: More actions]
         He barely registers Arawn's sensible words as battle rage
         surges through him.  However, he suddenly realizes that this
         may not be the right man, or if it is, these civilized friends
         of his might want to ask questions.  He mentally shrugs and at
         the last instant, flips his dagger-hand over so that when he
         strikes it is with the handle of his dagger for subdual damage.
         His goal is to knock the man down in a sort of tackle/grapple,
         then knock him unconscious with the hilt-end of his dagger.
       GM: Ack. 

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       From Chion: [Re: Actions]
         Chion looks in the direction the dart came from (up above) and
         then back at the dart (is it a type he recognizes at a glance).
         He then shifts slightly and casts insubstantial. He plans on
         running straight through the bar to where he thinks the assassin
         is going to be exiting the second floor (a window in a room?).
         He gets ready for a chase as he watches his friends' immediate
         raction to danger and smiles, "With friends like these, who will
         be the first to kill one's enemies?" he thinks. Outloud he says,
         "Oh, fun in the city, take care of Unali, I think he was aiming
         for me..."
       GM: Ack. Chion sent change in plans in new email. 


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     [New Stuff]

        [Marqi 29, 1633TH. 1st Day of Adventure #4.
         Location: Sivas, Marentia.

         [Time: 7:53am]

         [The party has been in the tavern going over their last 3
          months of adventure and activity.  Unali finishes up her
          quick overview and Kaylle speaks to update the party.]

         [Ben'dar growls on hearing of the Bova plot.]

         Ben'dar: "The Bova will pay for the suffering they brought upon
            the Z'enda,"

         Kaylle: "We know Ezam was behind some of the going on but we
           feel the Bova may have had another backer we don't know."

         [Chion recalls his time on the plains and heard of stories where
          to the east of the Bova shipments of food and supplies were reported
          by other Zen'da warriors and scouts to enter Bova lands.  At
          the time no one followed up on it.  Those shipments tend to
          happen if a traveling merchant gets the rare permission to enter
          the plains.]

         [Fremea listens intently but knows she has no clue of these
          adventures and strange locales.  Of course she has heard of
          Clima and the Zen'da plains.  But the details are foggy
          to her.  Maybe when she becomes more friendly and comfortable
          with the party they will inform her of the details.  Of course
          all have secrets including herself.  She even wonders what she
          is still doing here in this strange city after 3 months and
          not looking for her parents more.  But then she recalls if Thig
          trusted these people maybe there is hope that some day they
          can help her on the quest to find her parents.  That requires
          trust and understanding which involves time.]

         [Ben'dar belches and drinks more as he gets bored at the other
          talk of scholars.  He notices Z'leyra looks different like
          Chion in a slight way.  Then he notices she is wearing a nice
          shiny custom made suit of chainmail.  Then again when she
          entered she had a greatsword like the one Farseeker carried
          on her belt.  He recalls her using a broadsword but this one
          looks brand new and may be home made as well?]

         GM: I will assume for the last few hours since sunrise the
             party has shared full details of their adventures.  Thus
             anything posted in IBT encounters will be public now or
             eventually on the trip.  IF there is something not wanting
             to be shared let me know or if it public posted already
             and should not be known by others let us know.  Otherwise
             will assume all knows all by now aside from private actions.


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         [Time: 8:17am]

         [Raban watches from the small stage the man pointing and
          shouting at him.  Raban lowers the pipe ending the pipe song
          and the tavern seems to quiet for a few seconds.  Raban
          places the pipe on a table nearby and brings his large hands
          outward in a "who me" like gesture.  He then replies to the man.]

         Raban: "Sir, calm down, she just wanted to get you jealous so you
           would show how much she means to you. You have been neglecting
           her lately and no woman will put up with that for long."

         [The man with a nice jeweled ring and silks clothes turns red
          and shouts.  Behind the man Cholan and the tavern owner are
          still trying to kick the beggars out.]

         Man: "How DARE you!"

         [At the word dare is when Unali is hit and chaos ensues in
          the tavern.]


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         [Time: 8:18am]

         ]Fremea sees the dart whiz past her head and down as if
          in a slow motion time slow spell.  Her eyes track the
          dart and she quickly determines it must not have been
          thrown but used in a weapon.  It wasn't thrown from the
          messenger or the right with the other people.  She
          quickly figures it came downwards and to the left.  So she
          looks up to see a figure on the balcony 15 10 feet up turn
          and begin to move again as if in slow motion.  Reflex works
          fast as she pushes back away from the table first to avoid
          any more darts and second to stand.  As she moves she
          discards her small robe like outfit revealing elven leather.
          Her habit is to study a place and its layout as best she
          can when she enters a strange place.  While she has only been
          at the tavern 4 times in the last 3 months she doesn't know
          its full layout.  As she drops her robe she unfurls her wings
          and with a great leap flies up passing the hanging chandelier
          and lands on the balcony to the left of the man about 5 feet.
          She stares at the man and begins to concentrate.]

         [Raban sees a blur of movement to his right as something seems
          to fly? (No can't be) up to the balcony.  He sees the other
          female at the table stand and then move under no fall?  He
          can't quite tell what is going on with the man charging
          at him threatening him.  Raban moves off the stage and begins
          to move quickly to the man.  The man sees the 8' foot man
          come forward and his eyes bulge.  The man underestimated the
          height figuring the man was standing on the stage or something
          else.  Now this 8' 400 pound wall of man is charging forward.
          The man stops in mid step figuring out his next move when
          Raban grabs the man up by both hands at his silk shirt tearing
          some of it and dangling the man a foot off the ground.
          Raban growls and knows something is going on and his instinct
          tells him a female is in trouble at the table.  Not wanting
          to deal with this wimp of a man Raban pulls back one arm and
          punches the man.  The man goes flying toward the nearby bar
          hitting it and a stool.  His nose begins to bleed but the
          man's eyes are still amazingly open.]

         [Ben'dar sees to his left Unali stand and fall to her knees.
          He glances to the other side of the bar and see the large
          man punch another man and Cholan messing with the beggars.
          He eyes the messenger with hand outstretched.  Maybe the
          dart came from his sleeve some weird weapon.  Ben'dar
          reaches down and pulls his dagger from his boot and stands.
          With battle rage he climbs up on the table with one leg and
          with the other leap jumps to the messenger within inches of
          Z'leyra on the other side.  With fangs and claws of his
          necklace dangling like wild ghost bones he tackles the man
          knocking both onto a nearby table.  With one arm he pins the
          shocked man onto the table.  The poor boy's eyes widen in
          horror as he sees Ben'dar draw his right hand up with dagger
          in hand.  The boy gives a surprised curse out and thinks
          "I will kill my uncle for being sick!  I never wanted this
          job and now I'm about to die!" to himself.  Ben'dar realizes
          this boy likely couldn't take out a sick rabbit in a cage.
          At the last instant in mid air Ben'dar twirls the dagger
          to have the hilt face down and with one swift blow hits the
          man on the forehead.  The smack is loud and knocks the man
          out instantly.]

         [Unali on her knees reaches up with her left hand and checks
          the dart.  With her other arm she reaches up and tries to
          point to the balcony but finds her hand only points to the
          back and not up.  With other hand she yanks the dart out
          of her neck but finds her arm suddenly feel heavy.  The
          poison seems to be working fast.  With her last bit of
          strength she drops to the ground hitting her shoulder on
          a chair she was just in and attempts to roll under the table
          but finds her strength ebb.  She stares up to see Fremea
          on the balcony and wonders to herself if another dart will
          hit her in the open. To battle Climan Priestess, Giants,
          Vampire, monsters and traps only to die in some tavern.  She
          tries to speak but finds her neck is in piercing pain as the
          dart seems to have done deep damage.  Her vision begins to
          gray a bit.]

         [Z'leyra is startled to see a raving Zen'da leap inches from
          her head over the table.  But her concern is with Unali.
          Always the healer and paranoid of being without she has her
          satchel at her side.  She grabs it and stands.  She quickly
          moves around the table and places the satchel down.  She
          crawls under the table for cover and drags both satchel
           and Unali in for cover.]

          [Arawn sees Ben'dar leap as well from his side of the table
           and tries to warn him.]

          Arawn: "Ben'dar, are you sure the messenger's behind this? Do
            you see anyone else?"

          [But his warning comes a half second too late it seems as
           Ben'dar moves faster.  Arawn saw the messenger clearly
           as he watched the door.  The man outstretched his hand but
           saw no dart fly out.  The gesture may be some odd human
           gesture of greeting.  As he speaks Arawn stands and helps
           Z'leyra drag Unali under the table for full cover.  At this
           angle it would be impossible to hit all 3 through the
           table with darts at least.]

          [Chion from Z'leyra's side of the table and with back to the
           bar and door sees Unali stand and fall.  Then Ben'dar doing
           his thing.  Z'leyra and Arawn quickly move Unali under the
           table it seems so Chion feels she is in good hands.  He
           stands and speaks quickly.]

          Chion: "Oh, fun in the city, take care of Unali, I think he
            was aiming for me..."

          [He has been to this tavern many times and knows the layout
           well.  It would take time to cast insubstantial and then
           teleport or levitate.  A good 5-6 seconds that could be
           wasted.  Instead Chion decides to charge toward the back.
           Instead of climbing the stairs he heads to the back hall
           under the second floor balcony.  He knows if the person is
           to escape he'll need to use the fire door the city requires
           the tavern to have.  It has stairs up to the second and
           third level from the outside and not many places to run
           from there.]

          [The man on the balcony turns and runs down the hallway.
           As the other tavern goers on the floor become startled and
           one family cowers at their table in fear from what is going
           on the other men seem to watch thinking its just another
           tavern bar fight.]

          [Fremea raises a hand as the man leaves her sight she
           concentrates and hopes the range is still good.]

          [Raban knows if he turns his back on this man he could be
           dangerous with some glass on the bar.  Raban moves to the
           man and picks him up again knocking stools aside.  With
           one more punch the man goes flying over the bar dumping
           mugs and jars and lands onto the floor on the other side.
           Raban looks over the bar and sees the man slump finally
           knocked out.]

          [Ben'dar sees the man go down and stands up.  He looks
           around the tavern and sees Chion running toward the
           rear.  He sees the tall man knock one guy over the bar
           and Cholan finally shutting the front door.  He looks
           to the other corner and notices the other tavern folks
           just cowering or watching.  Seeing no other danger he
           considers his next move to rush outside to Tef'wo and
           charge around back or charge up the stairs.]

          [Unali stares now at Arawn and Z'leyra over her and the
           table.  They seem to be working and touching her and
           she feels relieved but the pain is intense.  Suddenly
           her vision goes black and she loses consciousness.]

          [Z'leyra opens her satchel and pulls out her 16 ounce Bezoar
           stone and brass goblet.  Knowing she needs water she
           ducks from under the table and grabs a wooden spoon and
           a mug of water someone was drinking.  She then ducks back
           under the table and begins to swirl the bezoar in the
           water turning it into a brownish potion.]

          [Arawn watches Z'leyra and figures she is about to do
           something with the potion.  Arawn checks out Unali's
           neck wound and finds it bleeding badly.  Knowing that
           death could come from the poison or blood lsss Z'leyra
           decides the poison may be more dangerous at this time.
           Arawn lays hand on the neck and tries to apply pressure.
           He wonders if Unali should've taken out the dart as
           it seems to be worse now.  Arawn sees Unali lose
           consciousness and considers his next action.  Knowing that
           spells to protect the table is not needed now.]

          [Chion turns the corner left and heads for the door he
           opens it from the inside knowing that it can't be opened
           from the outside (done that way to prevent thieves from
           getting in but not patrons from getting out).  He exits
           into the bright sunlight.  He runs to the side of
            the stairs and starts to climb waiting for the man to
            come out.]

           [Cholan looks to the party and looks shocked.]

           Cholan: "What is going on here?!"

           [The man runs down the hall and turns left toward the
            door down the hall.  He rushes through the door and
            out into the outside stairs and notices Chion at the
            bottom of the stairs.  The man considers his options
            and places his small crossbow like weapon on his back.
            He then grabs a long dagger from his belt and smirks
            at Chion.]

        Actions? Comments? 

        Next Update...Friday...

        GM: That's 2 phases.  Friday will do 2 more if needed.

        GM: Arawn wasn't sure if you wanted to do healing at this
            point so will let you decide your next move.   Keep
            in mind Z'leyra might heal as well so one should
            decide who is the better healer.  Since she only has
            the neck wound one spell might do it depending on level.

        GM: Some notes/Rules

            1. Clean hits: When you call a target for hit I will always
        assume its a hit to wound or kill.  You can declare wound, kill
        or knockout/subdue but will assume to wound/kill if not stated.

            2.  3 section action: Remember when you post actions assume
        it to be 3 seconds.  The above situation didn't start out
        in combat but tend to go to combat to organize the movements.
        This is important to consider when speaking.  If you say a good
        50 word speech don't expect it to be said in 3 seconds.  If
        I personally can't say it fast in 3 seconds it will be done
        over multiple phases of time.  Just a suggestion.

            3   Recap: If you don't see an action done in the main
        section I suggest looking at the recap section for any GM
        notes I've put in. 
        
            4.  Move/Magic: Remember can't move and cast magic.  In
        this case I consider hovering in place for a full phase non
        movement.  This includes levitate.  But if you move by your
        own locomotion (foot, crawl) then that's movement as a rule
        of thumb.  Hovering can at times be movement depending on
        the actions performed.  As the game progresses you'll see.

            5. Updates and Memory. Its sad but it seems every single
        update when I push that send button to email the updates
        out I then forget that ONE thing I wanted to add.  I seem to
        do that every time forget one minor detail.  It happens.  Night's
        like tonight when I'm tired or too busy with combats i'm
        bound to forget something.  Just a warning :)

            6. MR Updates: I had to do up a new movement chart based
        on the new updated characters.  With Farseeker gone guess
        someone else will move first :).  As result double checked
        the MRs and all were fine except for Ben'dar and Raban.
        I updated that info.







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