Hyrune
One Thousand Club
If you're careful, you can catch a whiff of old blood on the wind here - not unusual in and of itself, this IS the Hedge after all. More telling perhaps is the drying blood on Thorns close by...the occasional feather...
Chapter 2: Tiptoe Through The Thorns Part II [The Spurious Sanctuary]
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The Fuzz
Staberinde
Watson
Watson looks around the others, fangs peeking past his lips. "Feathers. Drying blood on Thorns. There's either prey or hunter here. I don't recommend staying."
Watson looks around the others, fangs peeking past his lips. "Feathers. Drying blood on Thorns. There's either prey or hunter here. I don't recommend staying."
risaphoeniix
Somewhat Distractable
Corri
"Yeah...that sounds like a plan..." Corri moves to cover the rear, glancing up and to either side.
"Yeah...that sounds like a plan..." Corri moves to cover the rear, glancing up and to either side.
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Micah Sands
Micah nods. "I agree. We should take this with us, though. Anyone got a cloth?"
Micah nods. "I agree. We should take this with us, though. Anyone got a cloth?"
The Fuzz
Staberinde
Watson
Oh, for fucks' sake, I know I had them in here, no, not you, ah, sausage - "Hugo lad, here's a good wee fella" - aha!
Watson roots in his rucksack, and produces a sock. One sock. Stripy, faintly musky.
Careful not to touch the stone, he quickly slips it into the end of the sock and rolls it up, before tucking it into the front pocket of his pack.
Oh, for fucks' sake, I know I had them in here, no, not you, ah, sausage - "Hugo lad, here's a good wee fella" - aha!
Watson roots in his rucksack, and produces a sock. One sock. Stripy, faintly musky.
Careful not to touch the stone, he quickly slips it into the end of the sock and rolls it up, before tucking it into the front pocket of his pack.
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Micah Sands
Micah nods. "Thanks Watson. We should keep going, though. I'll examine that later." Micah continues on down the path.
Micah nods. "Thanks Watson. We should keep going, though. I'll examine that later." Micah continues on down the path.
The Fuzz
Staberinde
Watson
Watson continues, a step behind and to the right of Sands, hands opening and closing, eyes, ears and nose open and alert. Fuck your Trod. Never should have given you metaphysical realms ontological reality.
Watson continues, a step behind and to the right of Sands, hands opening and closing, eyes, ears and nose open and alert. Fuck your Trod. Never should have given you metaphysical realms ontological reality.
Grey
Dialectical Hermeticist
Mr. Lapwing
Mr. Lapwing continues to keep uncharacteristically shtum as he plods along behind. Perhaps the Hedge is finally getting to him.
Mr. Lapwing continues to keep uncharacteristically shtum as he plods along behind. Perhaps the Hedge is finally getting to him.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To All
Squawking, hissing, shrieking, all around you.
Squawking, hissing, shrieking, all around you.
The Fuzz
Staberinde
Watson
Alright. If this is what you want, then fucking come. I've had enough of this menace to me and mine.
Watson shrugs his rucksack to the ground, and moves to stand between Sands and the Thorns or the Trod ahead. "Hugo! Here!" He barks commands as he crouches.
Alright. If this is what you want, then fucking come. I've had enough of this menace to me and mine.
Watson shrugs his rucksack to the ground, and moves to stand between Sands and the Thorns or the Trod ahead. "Hugo! Here!" He barks commands as he crouches.
Grey
Dialectical Hermeticist
Mr. Lapwing
Lapwing pulls the purloined knife from a pocket and watches the Thorns above warily..
Lapwing pulls the purloined knife from a pocket and watches the Thorns above warily..
risaphoeniix
Somewhat Distractable
Corri whips around, facing the party's rear, hands up in a defensive position, brass knuckles ready. She mentally notes the weight of her axe on her belt, just in case.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To...Bronn
"Mmmm, scrumptious runaways!!!"
Something plummets out of the Thorns from above, talons extended, tearing into your neck.
Results for 10 dice: 2 successes [ 5 3 6 1 7 9 3 4 9 4 ] (TN: 8)
"Mmmm, scrumptious runaways!!!"
Something plummets out of the Thorns from above, talons extended, tearing into your neck.
Results for 10 dice: 2 successes [ 5 3 6 1 7 9 3 4 9 4 ] (TN: 8)
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Micah Sands
"Oh, fuck!" I never should have dropped that shield... fuuuuck.
Rolling initiative: Results for 1 dice: 0 successes [ 6 ] (TN: 7) + modifier 5 = Initiative 11
"Oh, fuck!" I never should have dropped that shield... fuuuuck.
Rolling initiative: Results for 1 dice: 0 successes [ 6 ] (TN: 7) + modifier 5 = Initiative 11
The Fuzz
Staberinde
Watson
"RrrrrrDIIIIE!!
[initiative 11.]
Watson leaps through the air, instinctively bounding towards movement, hands unsure whether to be fists or claws.
[Hyrune, can I get a call on this thing's Defence/Armour? Watson likes Bronn. He likes most of the others. He's inclined to burn absolutely everything he has in him to produce a fistful of dice doing lethal because fuck you!!
"RrrrrrDIIIIE!!
[initiative 11.]
Watson leaps through the air, instinctively bounding towards movement, hands unsure whether to be fists or claws.
[Hyrune, can I get a call on this thing's Defence/Armour? Watson likes Bronn. He likes most of the others. He's inclined to burn absolutely everything he has in him to produce a fistful of dice doing lethal because fuck you!!
Grey
Dialectical Hermeticist
Mr. Lapwing
"Not again!" Lapwing flicker-quicks the knife from one hand to the other and back, crouching low and casting around the Trod beside and before, trusting Watson to take the rear.
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Micah Sands
As Watson rushes in to attack, Micah quickly channels glamour over his body, re-establishing the Armour of the Element's Fury. As the whirring of glass shards resumes, he falls into a defensive stance; he won't be much use here.
Results for 4 dice: 1 success [ 0 7 5 3 ] (TN: 8 ) (damage/extra)
Re-roll 10: Results for 1 dice: 1 success [ 9 ] (TN: 8 ) (damage/extra)
2 successes. 2 glamour spent.
As Watson rushes in to attack, Micah quickly channels glamour over his body, re-establishing the Armour of the Element's Fury. As the whirring of glass shards resumes, he falls into a defensive stance; he won't be much use here.
Results for 4 dice: 1 success [ 0 7 5 3 ] (TN: 8 ) (damage/extra)
Re-roll 10: Results for 1 dice: 1 success [ 9 ] (TN: 8 ) (damage/extra)
2 successes. 2 glamour spent.
risaphoeniix
Somewhat Distractable
Corri
Results for 1 dice: **BOTCH** [ 1 ] That makes six. Oh Fuck.
Corri hesitates, not sure whether to drop the brass knuckles and go for her axe with its longer reach. She curses as her hesitation costs her the first move and shouts a challenge that seems to echo throughout her body as muscle ripples.
Activating First Contract of Stone: Results for 5 dice: 1 success [ 9 7 4 1 5 ]
Results for 1 dice: **BOTCH** [ 1 ] That makes six. Oh Fuck.
Corri hesitates, not sure whether to drop the brass knuckles and go for her axe with its longer reach. She curses as her hesitation costs her the first move and shouts a challenge that seems to echo throughout her body as muscle ripples.
Activating First Contract of Stone: Results for 5 dice: 1 success [ 9 7 4 1 5 ]
Cthulhu_Wakes
Black Sun in a White World
Bronn
"Fuck all!" A neeat sheet of blood runs down his chest as the ogre rears back and readies. "Come! Come, you taloned fucker and face the Wayward Mountain!"
Results for 1 dice: [ 7 ] (TN: 7) + I.M. 5 = 12!
Sorry all, haven't seen updates on here in some time.
"Fuck all!" A neeat sheet of blood runs down his chest as the ogre rears back and readies. "Come! Come, you taloned fucker and face the Wayward Mountain!"
Results for 1 dice: [ 7 ] (TN: 7) + I.M. 5 = 12!
Sorry all, haven't seen updates on here in some time.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To All
As quick as it comes, it retreats with a flurry of foul-smelling plumage, like an open sewer. "Silly mortals... are the children lost? Following breadcrumbs only works in fairy-tales, boys and girls... I have other meals to check on, I'll come back later... Goodbye, little children..."
Silence.
To Bronn
Stamina + Resolve roll, please.
As quick as it comes, it retreats with a flurry of foul-smelling plumage, like an open sewer. "Silly mortals... are the children lost? Following breadcrumbs only works in fairy-tales, boys and girls... I have other meals to check on, I'll come back later... Goodbye, little children..."
Silence.
To Bronn
Stamina + Resolve roll, please.
Chaka
Cuddle-fiend
Micah Sands
Micah spits angrily, then stops and thinks. "Wait, no, no it didn't!"
Micah spits angrily, then stops and thinks. "Wait, no, no it didn't!"
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Micah
The Hedge merely swallows your words and replies with its own yawning silence as the trod opens invitingly in front of you.
The Hedge merely swallows your words and replies with its own yawning silence as the trod opens invitingly in front of you.
Cthulhu_Wakes
Black Sun in a White World
Bronn
Results for 5 dice: 1 success [ 8 4 6 5 5 ] (TN: 8) (damage/extra)
OOC: I somehow feel that won't be enough.
Results for 5 dice: 1 success [ 8 4 6 5 5 ] (TN: 8) (damage/extra)
OOC: I somehow feel that won't be enough.
Hyrune
One Thousand Club
To Bronn
The claw(talon?)-marks itch horribly but thankfully it seems to be a clean cut/gash.
The Fuzz
Staberinde
Watson
Watson hits the ground rolling, and comes back to his feet snarling.
"God-fucking-dammit!"
He picks up his rucksack, and moves to the front of the band. "Fucking coward. I'm going to tear your fucking wings off, you dickless, heartless, hopeless goat-sucking son of a syphilitic whore!! You will be crawling home crying fucking semen, knowing what fucking well happens when you attack us!"
He resumes walking, Hugo at his side, eyes, ears and nose open, straining to detect anything in the air of the Hedge.
Watson hits the ground rolling, and comes back to his feet snarling.
"God-fucking-dammit!"
He picks up his rucksack, and moves to the front of the band. "Fucking coward. I'm going to tear your fucking wings off, you dickless, heartless, hopeless goat-sucking son of a syphilitic whore!! You will be crawling home crying fucking semen, knowing what fucking well happens when you attack us!"
He resumes walking, Hugo at his side, eyes, ears and nose open, straining to detect anything in the air of the Hedge.
