Chapter 1: Just Another Day in the Wasteland

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Jun 16, 2016 10:19 am
"Yes I see them too. But what of those strange sand mounds? What is their meaning?"

Rolls

Nature - (1d20+2)

(17) + 2 = 19

Jun 16, 2016 7:36 pm
Ilori Stormwind and Dalaran
You both recognize the tracks as being made by one of the varieties of sand worms native to these parts. But whether they're the harmless kind, or the kind that could take down this cart and you with it. There is a chance they have moved on from this area, but that might leave the ground unstable.

"We can't avoid them both." Venia turns to face Ilori. "So which will it be, child? The worms or the goblins?"
Finneas the Meek
Like most days out in this desert, almost all the landscape is just sand as far as the eye can see. But something is different today. In the distance to the northeast you can see some enormous structure sticking out of the sand at an angle, almost like it crashed, or the desert has begun to swallow it up.
Jun 16, 2016 11:16 pm
"Right now, I think the Goblins will be easier to deal with..." *Ilori draws her longsword and drops to the ground*
CosmicKeyring says:
Ilori Stormwind and Dalaran
You both recognize the tracks as being made by one of the varieties of sand worms native to these parts. But whether they're the harmless kind, or the kind that could take down this cart and you with it. There is a chance they have moved on from this area, but that might leave the ground unstable.

"We can't avoid them both." Venia turns to face Ilori. "So which will it be, child? The worms or the goblins?"
Jun 17, 2016 12:34 am
Ilori Stormwind and Dalaran
"Right then, bows out, no use getting too close if we can't help it." She lets go of her axe, directing the lizards towards the miniature dust storm to the south.

Despite the distance you saw before, it's not long at all before you can see a pack of small, green-skinned humanoids riding machines belching black smoke behind them, looking like they're cobbled together from scrap parts, most likely ready to break down at any moment. Approaching are four of these machines, each with one goblin driving and one strapped onto the back, one carrying a beat-up rifle that is far too big for it, the other three each wearing a leather satchel, the contents of which you can't see yet. All eight of them are clad in scrap metal armor decorated with tiny spikes, some banging on it as they chatter excitedly in a language none of you recognize.

The goblin with the rifle pops off a couple of shots, one of which goes wide. The other catches Venia is the shoulder, but it doesn't seem to phase her much, or at least she doesn't show it, despite the nasty-looking wound. "Now would be a very good time to start shooting, child!"
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Roll initiative!
Jun 17, 2016 12:45 am
I don't have to think. Just do. I lunge forward in a savage blow with my wrist blade in front of me, my arm extended like a spear to stab at my opponent. This is followed with almost blinding speed by a knee to the midsection.

Rolls

Monk Weapon attack - (1d20+4)

(14) + 4 = 18

Short sword damage - (1d6+2)

(6) + 2 = 8

Bonus Action unarmed strike - (1d20+4)

(8) + 4 = 12

Unarmed damage - (1d4+2)

(4) + 2 = 6

Jun 17, 2016 1:00 am
A concerned expression crosses Finneas' face. Removing his pipe from his lips, he walks calmly but briskly back into the building, towards the apartments, where he comes upon James and Louvan, apparently engaged in some kind of conversation.

"Morning James, Louvan," he nods. "I say, I don't suppose you've noticed, there appears to be something rather odd out in the dessert."
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Jun 17, 2016 1:12 am
Seeing that a battle is about to start, Dalaran begins to raise a large horn.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+2)

(20) + 2 = 22

Jun 17, 2016 1:13 am
OOC:
My digital dice are on fire!
Jun 17, 2016 1:22 am
OOC:
Ok, I have just my longsword and two daggers, so when it is my turn to attack I can try throwing each of them.

Rolls

Initiative Roll - (1d20+2)

(13) + 2 = 15

Jun 17, 2016 1:41 am
Grevvn
She takes the blade right in the arm, but doesn't seem to react as much as you'd expect. The knee she sees coming, extending a clawed gauntlet to catch it before you can make contact. She looks up at you, smiling like you'd just told a joke instead of stabbing her.

"My turn." You can see her eyes dilate, and she lashes out with a straight punch to your chest. It hurts way more than you'd expect for her size.
OOC:
Grevvn has to make a DC 14 Strength save or be pushed 15 feet.

Rolls

Pushing Attack - (1d6+7)

(6) + 7 = 13

Unarmed Strike - (1d20+6)

(8) + 6 = 14

Jun 17, 2016 3:42 am
"Glad to hear it. If possible I'd like you to make any further preparations you may need before we set off. I've no idea how long we'll be gone and as such I'd like to depart as soon as I've gathered everyone." James turns to Finneas as he approaches. "While I've yet to lay eyes on it myself, my diminutive friend, I have received orders from old Steelskin to go check it out. I'm still gathering a crew, care to stretch your legs and join us?"
Jun 17, 2016 5:11 am
Finneas pauses about 10 feet short of where James and Louvan are standing. He returns his pipe to his lips, crosses his arms, and raises his chin curiously. After a moment's thought, he shrugs. "Well, I suppose there isn't much else for me to do here this morning anyway. Let me get my equipment."

Finneas turns and heads back towards his room. It takes him less than a minute to return with his adventuring gear.
Jun 17, 2016 10:06 pm
OOC:
Order for this combat is:
Dalaran
Goblin Burney 1
Ilori
Venia
Goblin Burney 2
Goblin Burney 3
Goblin Burney 4(gunner)
OOC:
Dalaran, you're up first!
Jun 17, 2016 11:25 pm
Raising the horn Dalaran called forth a bellowing cry that reverberated all throught the sands of the desert. Ilori feels the horn calling within her spirit, and is inspired.
OOC:
you have inspiration, and can add an addition d6 to a d20 roll. You can cash this in after seeing the roll, but not after the result of the check is announced
Dalaran then drew his rapier and assumed a defensive stance.
Jun 18, 2016 12:49 am
One of the vehicles charges at your cart, taking a hard left when it gets close so that it's now running parallel to you. The goblin on the back pulls a palm-sized metal sphere with a rope attached out of its bag and swings it over its head, aiming for the horn Dalaran is holding. But just as he releases the ball, the vehicle hits a bump, as he lobs it over the target's head. It impacts the sand and bursts into a ball of dark red flame. The bike pulls away as the goblin digs around for another projectile.

Rolls

Burnball! - (1d20+3)

(12) + 3 = 15

Burnball! (Disadvantage) - (1d20+3)

(20) + 3 = 23

Jun 18, 2016 1:02 am
OOC:
Thank goodness for bumps then ha ha! :D
*Ilori throws a dagger at the nearest bike!*

Rolls

Dagger Throw - (1d20+3)

(18) + 3 = 21

Dagger Damage - (1d4+3)

(4) + 3 = 7

Jun 20, 2016 2:10 am
OOC:
Well, 13 damage is enough to drop my halforc self to 1 hp thanks to Relentless Endurance
My eyes narrow as she nails me squarely in the chest. The shifting, stabbing sensation in my chest tells me she's at least cracked a rib if not worse. My vision clears and I realize she's knocked me clear across the arena. My grin slips as I realize she's not playing around, so I shouldn't either. Screaming with savagery I lunge toward her with a similar combo as last time.
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Rolls

Strength Save - (1d20+3)

(8) + 3 = 11

Monk Weapon attack - (1d20+4)

(19) + 4 = 23

Short sword damage - (1d6+2)

(4) + 2 = 6

Bonus Action unarmed strike - (1d20+4)

(5) + 4 = 9

Unarmed damage - (1d4+2)

(4) + 2 = 6

Jun 20, 2016 3:09 am
OOC:
Just to be clear, Finneas is sort of waiting on James to make the first move, since as far as he's concerned this is James' "mission" that he's just been invited to help out with. Perhaps while James is gathering a crew, we could say Finneas is looking through his gear, making sure everything is there and working properly.
Jun 21, 2016 3:56 pm
OOC:
Apologies, I've been busy with stuff.
"While I do appreciate the fact that you're ready to go and I admire your enthusiasm, it may be a while yet before we head out. I'd suggest taking care of any last minute business here while I go round up some muscle, since it's unlikely we're the first ones to notice that structure. James starts making his way farther into the compound. "If you gents need me, I'll be in the arena. You're welcome to come along if you're otherwise set."
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Jun 22, 2016 8:23 am
Finneas shrugs. "Alright," he says. "Just call me when you're ready." He turns and heads towards the mess to grab a quick bite of breakfast, figuring he'll head to the arena once he's done.
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