[pnpgm] Game Update #102 - File #563 - Imps, Dips and Hips
Scott Adams
longshot at darktech.org
Wed Jan 7 08:55:44 CET 2009
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
R1 Tom Corckett..........Caladan...........Wizard Normal/Human Ma
W2 Marcel Liberty........Chion.............Sailor..Normal/Human Ma
-- Tobie Bonahoom........Fremea............Sidh....NormalFaerry Fe
Do David Sanders.........Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human Ma
R? J H Hooten............Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human..Ma
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 #102 in sequence (file #563)
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[Recap]
From Raban: [Re: Actions]
For Raban, Frema has decided his actions as he must protect her
from the strange elf. But all he needs to do is stop him from
hurting anyone, so that should be easy enough. Before the
thoughts complete Raban is already dropping to grab the elf and
yelling 'Stop' in poor Sidh... These odd tiny fliers would appear
to be something magical but easily destroyed so any in reach can
be crushed if he has time...
<Yelling is not the best Idea Raban has had, hopefully he can
dodge the spear. Raban is faster than thought..at least his
own..> <Maybe he will get lucky and the spear will only ketch
his pants, he should be Happy to have a Nude Rear in this case>
<Eeek! Bad Pun!>
GM: Ack.
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From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
Arawn watched with amusement and curiousity as Fremea took on
the role of the mysterious Chosen One. He hoped that this action
would prove to be beneficial in the long run but that would be
discovered later on for more pressing concerns were coming to
pass. The Anwora had decided to rush Fremea just as Imps
materialized within the chamber. The druid quickly realized that
these minor nuisances could prove deadly if they should
successfully possess the warriors of the party and drew his
sword to deal with them as Raban moved forward to deal with the
Anwara. If anyone could successfully subdue the Anwora it would
be the giant bard. Calling out to his kin Arawn shouted, "A wall
keeps the gods from this realm! Millenia have passed! Hold,my
kin!"
Suddenly Arawn watches as one of the Imps manages to overcome
Ben'dar's protections and disappears. Recalling what he had read
about them he quickly came to the horrible conclusion that it had
possessed Ben'dar. This was not good, having what could possibly
be their strongest warrior turned against them! The question was,
attempt an exorcism now and risk the others being possessed or
kill the Imps and allow a possessed Ben'dar to rampage? Deciding
that dropping the number of Imps would prove a better idea in the
long run Arawn could only hope that Ben'dar would not wreak too
much havoc before he could be helped. Thinking over the magic at
his disposal he wondered what, if any, magics were dampened in
this area- likely Balance and, the thought, possibly Sidh as well.
Magics currently tied to Chaos might prove best and he decided
on an area effect spell to hopefully dispose of them quickly.
OOC: Phase 1) Not sure where the Imps are range-wise but if they
can be caught in a Thunderswarm spell Arawn will try that at max
EL with the wand, using EnL if needed. If they are too far away
then he'll try a Fireball if that can reach them, angled up to
avoid Ben'dar. If still too far then he'll use his elven bow.
Phase 2) If any of the spells seemed to work he'll continue to
use them if more than half the Imps are still up. Otherwise he'll
use his bow or attempt an Exorcism on Ben'dar, using the wand and
EnL, if it seems feasible.
Arawn will try to avoid getting hit by Ben'dar if possible,
using his EL's defensively or dodging as long as it doesn't
disrupt his own actions trying to do so.
GM: Ack.
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From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
Fremea sees amazing places and things flood through her mind in
an instant, almost overwhelming her. She is able to regain
herself quickly though as something pops out of the amulet and
starts to attack her group and at the same time the Anwora yells
that it can not be this way. Speaking in a language the group
can understand, "Quickly dispatch this insane elf, it will ease
his mind to be released from captivity himself and no longer
suffer. He is a threat."
She will then pick up anything that can be quickly thrown at an
imp and let it go. Doing her best to stop one of them from doing
what ever they are doing.
GM: Ack.
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From Kiet: [Re: Actions]
What do you get when two Imps collide in the night?
Imp-ply
GM: Ack. ohh..bad :) Don't encourage the Dwarves!
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From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
Hearing Fremea's recommended call of action Arawn wonders if
the connection has somehow affected her or if her lack of
connection to the Sidh realms is to account for her decision.
There were too many unanswered questions and striking or freeing
any before more knowledge of the pact came to light could cause
even more devastation. If the gods enabled this situation and did
not yet undo it they had to have a very, very strong reason to do
so. He worried what the ramifications of the actions of the day
would be. As soon as he was done calling out he quickly added,
[Marentian] "We don't know enough to judge the situation. Try to
contain instead of kill... if reasonably feasible."
*** Fremea's email deleted ***
[In Marentian]"Forgive me Arawn, he is no longer your kin. He is
really no longer an elf by any standards, he means to kill. And I
will not allow him to kill us all." Fremea makes sure she is
between the Anwora and the Seker.
GM: Ack.
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From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'leyra suggests to Kiet "We should move all valuables and folks
to the platform to be ready to keep us safe if this island is
about to crash."
GM: Ack.
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From Kiet: [Re: Reply to Z'leyra]
Kiet replys, "Well, if the others don't come back does that mean
you and I get it all to ourselves?" with a big, cheesy grin on
his face.
Kiet will help haul the goodies and the prisoners.
GM: Ack.
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[New Stuff]
[Ma 2nd, 1633TH. 5th Day of Adventure #4.
[Location: Chaos domain, Dark Lands, ? Miles up, Flying Island]
[Time: 12:19 pm]
[As the flying monkey/lizard/reptile/demon things burst around the
cave the party goes into a semi automatic battle mode.]
[Raban stares at the flying creatures, gnats to him nothing of a
major threat. They seem to like to hit and bounce off folks for
some reason. They seem to be magical so he has confidence in his
own angelica potion to protect him. But the Anwora Elf thing has
clearly started toward the Seker and Fremea. He clearly shows
intent to harm either. If the Seker dies that could mean disaster
if he understand the situation well enough. If Fremea dies then
he'll be really upset and no one wants to see that. He tries to
recall the previous conversation and seems to pick out "Picked
One" and "Mel" from Fremea's words. His sidh skills aren't
spectacular. But clearly Fremea seems eager to help or hinder
the situation.]
[As Fremea moved forward Arawn finds himself amazed and curious
of her actions. The prophecy speaks of the Chosen One and now
there is suddenly need for one. Arawn watches the Imps fly
and buzz about. He knows they are little in terms of combat
or physical threat. But if they take a body like Raban or
Ben'dar they could be devastating to the party. Arawn watches
as Raban moves toward the hostile Anwora. He yells to the
Anwora quickly.]
Arawn: "A wall keeps the gods from this realm! Millennia have
passed! Hold, my kin!"
[Arawn realizes that Ben'dar must have failed to defend against an
Imp. The imp must be inside him and that could be quite dangerous
the party. He knows an Exorcism ritual will take some time to
use. But there are more pressing things to worry about including
the other imps and the Anwora.]
[Fremea's mind race with images and information like height, speed,
wind and such all in a fraction of the time to gasp. So much
information it will take some deep thought to decipher. it must
be the past locations and travel path of the flying castle over
the great span of time. As quickly as they come the data fades
away into deep memory. In the next second as the Imps appear
and flee the amulet more information slowly comes to her. This
time it shows the forest below and the sky. It seems the castle
is now little over 4 miles above the forest and falling. But
with her almost instantaneous request the castle jerked and
changed its location. She requested to the Seker to move toward
the ocean and it is now moving east and a bit south east. Based
on the map in the navigation room the ocean is a good 30 miles
away to the east. Satisfied she clears her mind of the telepathic
meld and comes back to the present. Fremea wonders if these same
images and how they came into her mind is the same as Arawn saw
at Lake Octa. When Fremea notices the Anwora approach her
and still in a threatening manner she yells out to the party
in Marentian. She knows if the Seker does a fall of 4 miles
might give the party only a couple minutes to flee this place.
Not to mention what the death of the Seker could do to her mind.]
Fremea: "Quickly dispatch this insane elf, it will ease his mind to
be released from captivity himself and no longer suffer. He is a
threat."
[Unali shrugs off the Imp that collided with her chest and ignores
it as she draws her second dagger. She lurches forward and runs
toward Ben'dar while yelling to him.]
Unali: "Ben'dar, KILL the imps."
[Arawn is amazed to understand that Unali knows about Imps. Not
many know of the demons. Arawn begins to cast a quick area effect
spell by starting the words and gestures. But no spell goes off
as he figures failure. It could be this place or a simple
failure. He knows he is too far to stop the Anwora.]
[Fremea takes to the air off the Seker's chest and then dips
right back down toward the Anwora to prevent him from getting
to the Seker. She raises her dagger to block his path and
continues to flap her wings, ready in case the insane Elf will
do something drastic. The flapping of her wings as she hovers
will hopefully keep imps away from her and the head of the
Seker itself.]
[The imps fly forward toward Raban and Unali. Imp #1, 3 and 8
fly toward Unali and swarm her. They ram into her chest, hip
and back but all bounce off. The other four all collide into
Raban but all bounce off with dizzying speed.]
[Raban growls and bats the imps away and charges forward toward
the Anwora and to help Fremea. He runs to the right side of
the Seker and rounds his shoulder. His large hands go out
to grasp the Anwora as he does he yells to him.]
Raban: "Stop!"
[Raban yells the command in good Sidh as he reaches for the Elf.
With one hand Raban grabs the spear and yanks. With the other
hand he twirls the Elf around from facing west to north. He
then places one arm up and over the Elf's head and under his chin.
The spear goes up and with the other hand he pulls the shaft
up to the neck and tries a simple hold move.]
[Unali notices the Imps have moved away from Ben'dar and now
seem to be at her side. She lunges and twirls and tries to
stab two with two daggers. Her magical dagger misses one by
a few inches but her normal dagger hits one in the shoulder
and stabs deep. The creature falls to the ground and doesn't
move when she pulls the dagger out.]
[Ben'dar's eyes twinkle and a grin comes to his face as he feels
a need to scratch a odd itch all over. He gives a wild howl
of delight and jumps up spreading his legs as if stepping on
hot coals. He then turns left and runs toward the Anwora.
He rounds the Anwora and comes up behind Raban who glances at
him with confusion. Running at full speed Ben'dar slaps
the giant on the behind and continues past him to the right
of the Seker. He ends up a couple feet from Arawn.]
[Arawn glances over at Ben'dar and realizes he must be controlled
by one of the Imps. The warrior is not holding his pike with
both hands a good sign that he'll not at least be using it in
the next second or two. He twists and raises his sword just in
case Ben'dar will attack.]
[The Anwora tries to resist Raban's forceful grip and tries to pull
down the spear from the choke hold. But it is futile as it seems
Raban has 3 or 4 times the strength. He grunts and twists trying
to throw him off his back but again finds it a futile attempt.]
[Fremea nods at Raban knowing he has the situation well in hand.
Confused by Ben'dar's choice of actions she takes to the air
knowing Raban could handle it. He could probably just snap
his neck with one swift move but he is too gentle for that.
She flies over the Seker and toward a few of the Imps that
were where Raban was a few seconds ago. She stabs Imp#5 in
the shoulder and he takes a wound but not enough to kill it.]
[Three Imps fly this time from Raban's last location to Unali and
bounce off her. One that went after Unali flies toward Raban
but bounces off his back with a wet splash. There is one left
who has tried all three and decides to go after Fremea with
claws. But both claws fail to strike the fast moving Faerry.]
[Raban knows that simply hitting the Anwora could cause some
Sidh god or relative to be quite upset. Never know what
could happen like death. So he continues the choke hole and
slowly it begins to work. The Anwora begins to lose his
strength and goes limp. Raban drags him a few feet away from
the Seker and takes the spear away from the sleeping Elf.]
[Unali glances and notices Ben'dar not surrounded and seems to
be all right. She twirls and ducks in only the skill of a Katai
dagger maiden might have. Her magical dagger again fails to
hit one quick agile target but her normal dagger stabs one in
the chest and kills it.]
[Ben'dar grins at Arawn and runs toward Unali. But at the last
second he stops and twists right now off the right shoulder
of Arawn. With his right hand he flicks a finger at the Alfar's
pointy ears and makes it bounce. He giggles then twists again
and moves toward Unali. Dropping his Pike he grabs her from
behind and pulls him toward him as if to get her away from the
flying Imps. As he drags her a foot she tries to resist but
he stops and comes around. Placing one arm around her back
he leans in and gives her a big long kiss on the mouth. Her
eyes bulge in confusion the kiss continues for two seconds.]
[Arawn confused by the Zen'da's weird drunken like state looks
at the embrace and sighs. He has read the Imps tend to be like
Faerry a bit mischievous. He hopes it is the Imp doing that and
not Ben'dar. Unali will probably kill him if it wasn't the Imp.
Maybe deep down Ben'dar always wanted to try it and the Imp
found that desire. Who knows. Not wasting time Arawn moves
toward one Imp and swings his sword. He doesn't have time
to glance to see what Raban has done to the Anwora but hopes it
is not violence. He says in Marentian.]
Arawn: "We don't know enough to judge the situation. Try to contain
instead of kill... if reasonably feasible."
[Arawn's sword fails to contact one of the flying Imps.]
[Fremea hovering near Arawn hears his words and hopes the Alfar
is not offended by hurting someone he may know. She swings
her dagger at one of the flying Imps and replies back to him.]
Fremea: "Forgive me Arawn, he is no longer your kin. He is really
no longer an elf by any standards,"
[Her dagger fails to strike one of the agile creatures.]
[The remaining four Imps know their combination of attacks to
control the Humans have failed. The Sidh are out of their
ability to possess. So they go for pure combat now and go
after each in a random fashion. One Imp dives toward Arawn
and scratches his right shoulder but his armor protects from the
damage. One uses both claws on Ben'dar's back but his dragon
armor protects him. One claws at Fremea but fails to strike.
The last one flies past and claws at Unali with one hand and
the deep hit draws blood past her armor doing 2 points of damage.]
[Raban runs forward to help the others. He slaps one of the flying
beasts hard with his right hand. The beast goes flying left toward
the cave wall. This is the one that Fremea previously wounded and
the bug splats with a forceful impact causing it to implode and
explode at the same time like a bug being stepped on.]
[Unali's pain brings her back to reality at this shocking but
interesting attack from Ben'dar. Using her legs she twists
and whips Ben'dar around and onto the ground so she lands
on top of him. He giggles as she pushes off and gets to her
feet. She has a urge to knock him out then and there but
there are a couple Imps still left it seems. She finds
one nearby and swings both daggers at it. Both daggers hit
the creature and do plenty of damage to kill it.]
[Ben'dar's expression changes and the giggle stops suddenly.
He grabs the pike nearby and charges Raban this time with a howl
of anger. He swings his pike and the tall giant is just able to
dodge the blow. Knowing that if he had hit Raban might be dead
since he is wounded.]
[Arawn swings his sword at one near him and slices it deep and
kills the Imp.]
[Fremea sees the last Imp and flies toward it while swinging her
dagger. She finishes the reply to Arawn as well.]
Fremea: "he means to kill. And I will not allow him to kill us
all."
[The dagger impales so hard into the Imp's shoulder it goes clearly
through the small creature and out the other side. The imp
falls to the cave ground dead.]
[Raban knows Ben'dar is clearly insane now and pushes Ben'dar up
against the cave wall with dirt coming down. He keeps him there
until he should know what to do.]
[The Seker stares at the party and then at Ben'dar. He
begins to send out a massive telepathic bombardment into the
warrior's mind.]
[Suddenly the Imp inside Ben'dar jumps out startling Raban and
flies away. Arawn swings his sword at it but fails. As does
Fremea and Unali.]
[The Imp looks around and notices his fellow beasts are down
and decides to go after Fremea. The claw attack fails though.]
[Unali leaps up and swings both daggers at the last Imp. The
magical fails to hit but her normal dagger hits and kills the
creature with the damage.]
[Ben'dar chokes on some of the dirt that falls past him and the
dust and shakes his head. One minute he is standing somewhere
now he is kissing the wall? A massive headache seems to come to
his head and confusion starts to seep into his mind. He feels a
large mass behind him and hopes it isn't the Seker but a friendly
Bard instead.]
[The Bard looks over at Unali and gives her a sly grin as she
wipes her mouth and bloody dagger against the floor. Arawn
looks over and sees the limp Anwora in the distance and
the Seker still seems fine though still chained.]
Actions? Comments?
Next Update...Friday...
GM: Sigh. A late update but its good enough at this point to go
out. I'll do Kiet/Z'leyra stuff next update or the following
one. I must admit this one was rough to do. It might be the
New Year blues or something. Just harder to write though I
had a better picture in my mind for it. It was more a chore
than I thought. But it should get better soon. Thanks Chris
for letting me have some fun. I hope it at least gave a smile
if not a OMG he didn't! Ben'dar should be normal now.
The Imps are all dead. The Seker seems fine. The Anwora
is knocked out. No need for a map at this point.
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