One of the things I try to do is also capture the attitude and comments the group makes in email or discord, and yes, some of it isn't officially D&D sounding with movie references and the like, but fuck it, it's BX baby! Go wild and wooly!
Follows:
ONE HUNDRED TWENTY EIGHT
(I/C)
Groaning from under the cask, his poncho hissing along with patched of his beard and face, the dwarf tried to get his hands under the stone to push. “Thor’s spunk, they slimed me...again!”
From down the hall and running fast, Wyn called out, “Merde! Salazar, give me your shield. I defend while you lift de barrel. Someone needs to bring de fire to burn de slime off 'im. Go!"
Abraxas let his shield fall with a clatter, stepping out into the hall and the view of the two kobolds, risking contact with…Kovid…(unintentional funny) by getting close to help the dwarf out. "¡Madre de Dios! Here Señor Wynsado, use me shield!” Wrapping his arms around the side of the cask he grunted, “So I would assume the clean spots WERE slime splashes after all, eh amigo? Let's get you out of there.”
Dropping his backpack, Brendon turned to Lyra and asked, “Lass, I need to borrow your shield to deflect our opponents. I promise I’ll give it back.” She let it go, holding her holy symbol and causing the air around her to light us in red streamers as she started casting a spell.
“Ah, Senor! You have the slime, on your beard and face!”
Writhing under the cask, Kovid started pushing and straining, “I do? Get it off! Fire! Use the lantern! Fuck the lantern! I will fuck the lantern! Get it OFF me!!” Wyn skiddered into the hall, Abraxas’ cusion wrapped shield in his hand and raised up, blocking the two fighters as they strained (Str > 20, no roll needed) to move the barrel aside . The slime on the bottom sloshed about (1/10 to spill out, Red/Black 9 – no spill!) but stayed inside.
"Kovid I'm coming! Don't do anything crazy with that lantern!” Lannis called out, drawing a flask of oil in one hand and causing sparks to appear from his other, ungainly running down the hall, hat flopping back and forth, “Good job with the barrel though, took it like a champ!"
“Burn this shit off me with cleansing fire!” Kovid grabbed the center of his shredding and subsuming tarp and tore it from his body, flinging it aside and towards the caved in section, bits of his hands beginning to steam from the slime there. “Enormous barrels of ale await me in Valhalla.” Brendon leapt through the door just in time, also bearing a cusion wrapped shield and held it in front of Abraxas, who was bodily lifting the wounded dwarf off the ground and tossing him back through the open portal.
“Would dying pre-battle get you into Valhalla? Thought you had to die in battle? Or is it just ON the Battlefield, like a sort of... como dices ( how you say)... loophole? Anyone can get in, if you're in the right place, cuando corres.”
“Goddess Aine! Let you warding hand protect my friend from the burning touch of flame. Resist Fire!” At extreme range, a spray of red sparks shot out from the cleric and pasted the dwarf from head to toe in crackling lights. “Light him up, Lannis!!”
“Oh Yeah!” the Magic User crowed, splashing the flask of oil all over the dwarf, raining in his beard, armor, hair, everywhere. “IN FLAM!” he cheered and an almost 2 foot long spray of hot spark burst from his hand as he waved it in front of Kovid.
Setting him and the slime on fire.
The dwarf went up like a Roman Candle, eyes closed, he could feel the heat and hear the crackling as it consumed the slime (1d8 damage: Red/Black 7 – KILLED) but he didn’t take any of the damage and neither did his gear.
“Burn Baby Burn!!”
Meanwhile in the hall, the two kobolds were able to act, the on on the right hurling his spear at Brendon (>+0 to hit, Black 20 – Critical! Max Damage 4 – Take 4 Damage) he tried to block the spear but misjudged and took the spear high in the chest and caused him to gasp in pain and slide back. “GOWAN SUKIHT!” the two kobolds cried and there was an answering cheer from behind them in the room.
The second kobold scooped up a stone cup from the floor and HURLED it end over end at Wyn (>+1 to hit, Teal 17) stiking him (>Save vs Death Ray +2 Shield, Orange 14) in the upraised shield as green slime from within splashed all over the couch cushion and began dissolving the fibers with alacrity (will eat through the cushion in 1 round).
The two of them then high fived each other and stepped back, slamming the door closed at the top of the stairs.
Time now is 8:06
(OOC)
Brendon and Wyn in hall, Wyn’s (Abraxas’) shield is sliming, Brendon has 7 damage out of 11, Kovid is resistant to fire for the next 19 minutes, and the two kobolds faded back and slammed the door closed.
Round two (no initiative at this time), whats going on?!
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