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    I give 4 muffins to twinkletoes when my clever raccoon friend passes by my hiding spot. I know they will be much appreciated on this long walk.

    I wait until nobody looks to sneak out of the farm and travel to this new destination, where the quarermaster
    Is held captive by those nasty goblins.

    once I arrive there, I quickly search for some hiding place with good view. I'm a bit nosy and need to see everything.

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      As I see our party heading towards a new destination I realize that I need to follow them quickly if I do not want to be left behind, even more with the possibility of goblins jumping out of the next bush. Hopefully our always hungry pathfinder will notice my efforts in showing my barbarian fighting skills behind its back.
      All exercises done I set up in a quick run to catch up with the others.

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        In the company of my comrades, I follow the raccoon toward the destination, keeping my eyes and ears open and my sword at the ready.

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          You hear your raccoon guide let out a little whoop of joy as it changes from all fours to only hind legs and starts munching on some muffins that seem to have appeared in it's front paws out of nowhere. When it hears strange noises at the rear of the group, the raccoon turns its head and sees one of the barbarians perform several complicated combat moves all the while moving forward. Now that's some fighting spirit!

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            I follow the raccoon in the direction is says leads to the Quartermaster (200 march steps). Along the way I notice the raccoon suddenly comes into possession of muffins and I am completely blown away. I have no idea where it got the muffin, the thing isn't even wearing pants, how on earth does it have pockets to keep muffins. The strange things you see in the land some times.

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              I follow the raccoon leading the way to the location where the Quartermaster may be. (200 high knees)
              In a sudden the rodent stops to eat again. How can there still be space in that raccoon's stomach just after it ate all our provisions?

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                After enjoying a nice hearty breakfast (because I left my pack hung high in a tree, far enough off the ground that bears could not reach it from underneath, and hanging far enough down from the branch that raccoons could not reach it from above), I look up to see my comrades offering the raccoon even more food!

                "Wait! Stop! What are you all doing? Don't you know it's a terribly bad idea to feed wild animals? Especially raccoons! Those critters are smart and already well-adapted to taking advantage of humans."

                My words fall on deaf ears, however. My mates all seem intent on currying favour with the beast. I, on the other hand, have no interest in trying to impress a raccoon. I know my magecraft is sound. I do not need to prove it to anyone, least of all a trash panda. I follow the rest of my party--from a safe distance.

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                  The racoon leads you to a small clearing and indeed you find the quartermaster sorrounded by goblins - tied and gagged. The little green beast seem to prepare him to be cooked up but something is odd. After a while of watching you see it. They are not applying spices but the cuts and juices form ritual paintings on the naked chest of the quartermaster. You shouldn't wait much longer to save him.
                  The goblins party consists of 40 Goblins Lv II. With your new skills this should be a walk in the park.

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                    This means we need to deliver 40 effective sets to the bunch, if barbarian maths do not fail.

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                      Originally posted by BatOutOfHell View Post
                      This means we need to deliver 40 effective sets to the bunch, if barbarian maths do not fail.
                      Correct, sorry for not mentioning it in the post.

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                        Yihaaaaaaaa.

                        I take up the fight and pull myself up on an overhead branch. From here I let myself drop on goblins passing under the tree, catching them one by one off guard. They must have a goldfish memory as it works every time, but this suits my plan. Some pull-ups added to Marauder at level III, i.e.7 sets from a level 3 strength workout. In the end 10 goblins are lying on the ground and one wounded goblin is limping around.

                        29.5 left for you.

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                          I see the quartermaster. He definitely looks to be in a bit of trouble: surrounded by 40 goblins intent on performing some monstrous ritualistic kill. Fortunately for the quartermaster, the goblins' rituals have prolonged his life long enough for help to arrive. I see our bat swoop down from a tree, take out 10 of the goblins, and injure another. I quickly don my new pointy hat and add some Balance to the fight with 6 quick castings of this D2 spell. The added power coursing through my body thanks to my new hat enables me to take out 9 goblins with my spellcraft.

                          Left to fight:

                          20.5 goblins (CR2, HP1)



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                            I see my spirited Barbarian friend plunge into the horde of goblins and mow down 10 of them. Another goblin was only injured and now tries to stab my friend in the back, so I jump right into that Cookie-thieving creature's face and show him what this raccoon is made of. (lvl 1, 1 set)

                            OOC: Which might or might not deal 0.5 dmg.and leave for you:

                            20 goblins (CR2, HP1)

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                              At the sight of the goblins and the quartermaster's imminent death I put in practice Boudicca's fighting teachings, alongside my friends who are valiantly slaying those monsters.
                              The creatures fight back but... Arghh... I put down 10. I count still 10 goblins around us but one of them is badly hurt.

                              9.5 goblins left

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                                I dash into the melee. Sunlight glints off Lucky as my blade slices into the goblin horde. Five goblins fall dead at my feet, blood spurting from where their missing limbs once were.

                                (Five rounds of Slayer)

                                4.5 goblins left
                                Last edited by AceofSwords; February 17, 2018, 03:02 PM. Reason: Forgot to include the remaining goblins. Fixed it!

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