Holy Shit Guy, Stop With The Updates

Update!

Uh, Pokemon is over. It just kind of ended. I think we all got sick of one of our players. Um, and I recorded the last D&D session. But I don't know if I want to put it up. It's like 6 hours. And it's like, got a lot of dead air, and everyone seems rather cranky. So there's a lot of bickering that goes on. I might just sum this one up. I can't imagine it being worth listening to. Boring as fuck. I'll give it a listen though, so I can decide if it's worth keeping. Plus I don't know how well you can hear anyone on it yet. So yeah, we'll see about that.

I'm gonna do M&M though soon, hopefully next Wednesday.

Oh yeah, I think you can figure this out, but because it's over I won't be continuing the comic. I"m gonna try and spend my time drawing NPCs and PCs from games of mine.

World of Mist Session 1: Lex Luthor Times Ten

Fresh off the boats, freshly paid, and freshly shopped, a group of four adventurers arrive again in Draco Bay, one of the largest settlements of Dragonborn kind. Not sure what to do with themselves as of the time, Ganon of the Orc Brokentusk tribe, dawning an artifact of obscurely symbolic armor, rises to his duty of vigilante justice as The White Lion. First stop in his crusade of never ending justice, The Guard’s station. Inside he approaches a desk manned by a red Dragonborn, with an eyepatch, and his dreads in a Mohawk fashion, where his hopes of speaking with Captain of the Guard is crushed. Not yet hopeless, he asks about any problems they might be having or if there is a bounty board of some sort. And as calmly and coolly before, he tells the visitor that the Guard have everything handled, so there is no need of bounty boards. If he’s fishing for something to do though, there has been an increase in spiders in the area as of late. Still not convinced of his unworthy he decides that there surely must be troubles spoken of in any of the local taverns.

Arriving at Marina’s Tavern, with the others following behind still, he speaks with a woman at the bar presumably named Marina. She tells him that there really aren’t any issues because the guards take care of things pretty well. The only thing she’s heard of is one of the elves at a table in the bar got robbed last week, pointing towards a table with a chubby elf, and two leaner looking elves, two of which are pretty drunk. Finnel, the tiefling cleric surveyed the bar, noting a table of kobolds mixed up in some rascality amongst themselves. Another table being a booth housing a white kobold boxed in and 6 dragonborn filing up the outer layers. The third notable table being in the dark corner a trio of lizardfolk, one brute sized blackscaled, another medium sized greenscaled, and a third smaller greenscaled one with a more wan appearance. The last table notable consisted of the previously pointed out elf table. Mr Langston, ordered a loaf of bread and sat down near the Kobold table. After eyeing the commotion he picked up on the game they were all playing. They two players each put in a gold. One of the two laid down their hand on the table, the other stabbed it with a dagger. If the dagger wielder stabbed the hand he got the gold, if the other player removed his hand in time, he won the gold. The cleric offered a few prayers to his god for the reflexes he needed, and approached the table. At first confused by and in paranoid of the situation, they stared at him. He asked to play and they greedily allowed more gold flowage into the table. Finnel, with some help of his lord Bahamut, excelled at this game, even dodging two daggers at once. Even after he was done with his participation, he was still nearby as help, for one of the kobolds fell unconscious due to blood loss, and for a small fee healed the kobold. Aegeus the bulky minotaur, and Ghyrryn the lanky Gnoll chose to sit in the shadows as well. Looking across the bar they spotted a few fleshy saps obviously sitting in wealth. Ganon, walked to the table of elves. He approached and asked about their stolen goods, and find that there really isn’t much of an issue to be dealt with. At the same time the two beast men walk over to the table with a drink and under the gnoll’s cue to play along. They started to argue over who’s drink it was, with the elves laughing in a drunk haze about the beasts acting so primal. Getting to Aegeus’ nerves, Aegeus shoved Ghyrryn into and over the table the elves were sitting at. Ghyrryn taking this as his opportunity, he snagged the gold pouch belonging to the fat one and got up. He apologized and the two decided to get drinks rather than fight more. Ganon noticed what the two had done, but stood idly by, when justice could have been served. Worst Superhero ever.

After Finnel did his magic, and bought himself a drink, he noticed the booth with the white kobold all staring at him occasionally. Not enjoying the privacy invasion, he walked to the table and started to speak with them. The lot, especially the kobold started criticizing his faith. In what seemed like the upper hand of the argument, Finnel insulted the kobolds parents, the kobold had run out of insults. In response, he invited the cleric to his boat. The two outside dragonborn grabbed his arms and held tight. The kobold said they’d escort him Finnel, trying to cue in he might be in danger kept the conversation going, asking about being taken out to eat first, the kobold merely disregarded it by saying he’d get his dinner. And the 8 left the building. They weaved a bit through alleys until they finally stopped at one where the two red dragonborns dawned guard armor and stood watch at the different sides of the alley. Ghyrryn and Aegeus followed behind the 8 to make sure nothing bad happens and they can intervene if necessary. Ganon, instead of being the superhero he is, stayed back in the tavern, asking people to come with and help him save his friend. No one responded, so he went directly up to the table of lizard folk, an set his hands down on the table. The medium sized lizard responded by asking him to remove his hands from the table as not to make in dirty for no reason. He asked them to help and they said no, he then asked them again but with payment involved. They bargained a gold price, 30 each on their side, 15 each on his side, 31 each on their side, 30 on his side, and it ended with 31 being the price. He paid half first and half would be paid after they helped him save his friend.

The Kobold spoke to Finnel, “I have a question for you” Finnel allowed for the inquisition, “Which hurts worse, this way?” And a dragonborn smacked Finnel with the backside of his axe. “Or this way?” And then another slashed his back with the blade of his axe. Finnel responded saying the blunt side hurt worse, “Well then here you go” And another dragonborn hit him in the face with the blunt side of his axe. Combat started and Finnel healed himself. Ghyrryn and Aegeus rushed in to help their comrade. The dragononborns opened with lightning breath, and the kobold escaped fighting distance and used his staff to blast white orbs at people. One of the Dragonborns wearing guard armory got an advantage towards Ghyrryn, effectively severing his left wrist from his arm. The hand fresh in the air, Ganon arrived on the scene. Not sure what to make of the situation, he started with an attack by throwing a small axe at a dragonborn. Right after, the wan looking lizard threw a javelin at the guard armored dragonborn skewering him, making him drop. The black one walked up looked at the dead body and just stands there wondering why they are even thee if the enemies are so easy to defeat. Aegeus in the battle ended up killing a black and a gray dragonborn, and the medium lizardfolk upon entering battle threw his spear at an enemy, and the spear appeared back in his hands. Not wanting a fuss and clearly being at the disadvantage he offered to the group that they end the battle right now before the guard show up. Ghyrryn decided that the answer was no, and the wan lizard threw his second javelin killing the second guard. Finnel healed himself fully of all injuries. And then the guard showed up.

Ghyrryn vanished hastily at the site through an open window to his right. The Kobold told them that these guys were assaulting and killing the guards. The guards responded to him by name, Master Tyrathik. Finnel tried to defend by telling the truth, but with being fully healed his claims were unlikely. Everyone was told to drop their weapons, and get on the floor. The guard confiscated all weaponry, and then made them all stand up with their hands on their heads. Everyone was escorted back to the Guard’s station. Ghyrryn regrouped himself, stopped the bleeding and exited to watch the station. The groups of 3 were held in 3 different cells based on their clique. Eventually the gang noticed Tyrathik and his two remaining dragonborn walk by and toward the door. They also notice him look at them, grinning as he left. They are then escorted by a woman to a room with a desk with three chairs on one side and 1 on the other. The Mohawk dragonborn entered the room and told them Captain Ward would be in shortly and the two left. Ward did arrive, he sat down in his chair across the three, I his well appearing armor, he took off his helmet to reveal many scars, one of which ran down his left eye making his pupil and iris appear white. He asked them all what happened, and they all spilled out the truthand confessed to the murder of the men in the alley. He then in turn responds with how tyrathik said it happened. Tyrathik said that they were just in a friendly bout in the alley and the lizard folk came in and they murdered the 4. He explained that their punishment would be banishment from the city, and that it was their home city. He mentioned that at their release they will be escorted around town and will have an hour to gather things before they leave. He then told them he had one last question. He plopped down a gnolls left hand. They tried to lie about it but eventually told him the truth. He gave them a letter of favor to take to a Mr. Dodge in Oorvirk Castle to the north and said there was a teleportation circle in the trading district. Finnel and Aegeus left the station to go find Ghyrryn. Ganon feeling bad, tried to plead to take responsibility, but Ward didn’t budge. The best he did was let The White Lion watch him give the rest of their payment to them.

Ghyrryn noticed the bunch leave the station, and waved to them. The lizard folk were escorted by the woman and Mohawk dragonborn, and then finally Ganon left. Instead of finding the group he decided to stake out at the north gate. The group proceeded to follow him. When they got there, they realized that they never got their weapons back. Aegeus volunteered to go back and get them, and the rest waited. Eventually the Lizardfolk and the guards got there and the lizardfolk left. Waiting for them to be outside of town, so they can’t hurt him, Ganon asked if there was anything he could do to repay them, since he got them banished from their home and emphasized how sorry he was. The middle one responded “You could stop being such a woman. “ Then Ganon offered up gold to them and they accepted it and they left after explaining to questions of why they don’t mind, and because they were growing bored. Aegeus got to the station and asked the guard about the weapons. He told him that they don’t have it anymore, and when asked where they were he explained that Tyrathik took them all. He asked where to find Tyrathik, and the guard told him about his boat in the trading district, with a statue of him on it. As well that there is a white flag with light blue open fangs with a T in the middle. The guard explained to him that Master Tyrathik is a high up in the city and he temporarily heads the Goldscale house because the leader is off on business. He tells him that Tyrathik likes women, (especially dragonborns) trophies, and some other thing I don’t remember. Aegeus retreated back to the gang to inform them all of the bad news. Infuriated with Tyrathik, the gang go to find poison to purchase. Above all other voices they hear more loudly the yell of a gnome with a stand. “Poison! Get your poison here! Poisons you won’t find anywhere else!” Finnel starts conversing with the gnome trying to haggle for lower prices. The gnome explains how good the poison is, and how to properly take out a hippo with it. Finnel offers to buy a quantity for half of what it’s worth, he offers the exact opposite, and at some point he offers to sell it and pour it directly into the mouth, and it ends with the offer “For 15 gold I’ll give you everything in this sack” Finnel purchases it and doesn’t think twice. He tells them his name, and it was something Grassroot. The gang then makes their next stop the mage guild of the town. The apprentice there mentions that he isn’t good enough to do it, but if they come in the morning their leader might be able to. They then set forth into the night to assassinate Tyrathik.

Time Warp Session 1: Contract Signed.

Hehe, forgot to record again. Instead I do have summaries of both first sessions of the campaigns so that way when I do start getting Actual Plays up you can all not be confused by doing a bit of light reading. Also I pretty much caused half my party to change alignments within the first session. HA.

Here's the first one:

Tharn, weaved through the crowds and alleys of the City of Pentagarn until he made his destination. He enters a conspicuous building with a sign hanging above reading in ManRuskan, The Wooden Drake. Entering through the wooden doors, the smells of ale, drugs, smoke, filth, and gold instantly invade the nostrils and coat the tongue. Upon the given instruction he marches for a doorway that opens up to a small stairway connecting the bar and his goal. Stepping down the stairs, 6 figures sit both in chairs and on crates, watching him as he enters the room. One of the people, the only sitting behind a table, speaks up, “Now that everyone has arrived we can begin.” The man, removing his hood, is revealed to most through his face alone. Bishop Tinscur, known for dealing with the unusual and unwelcome, the one in the ManRuska Church that deals in dirty work, stands before them all with a mission. He tells the group that the Church has a mission for the group. The Church vaguely offers them a great reward for their services. He tells them about a map. A map that is of importance to the Church, but is in another country, and to go retrieve it could be seen as invasion. Thus he hires the unsavory group to do it for them. A man in the back, covered in armor, and a mask, making him appear similar to a very dark purple panther starts to question Tinscur about the mission. Asking more than Tinscur is willing to offer, Tinscur reminds them all that they can either take the deal, or leave, and in leaving they won’t find nearly as good of a payday. A greenskinned man also starts questioning the Bishop. Between invasive questions about the map from one, and nagging questions about the reward from the other he starts to get highly irritated.

Once more the Bishop asks if they are willing to take to mission. Instead of a simple answer, the panther dressed man, known only to others as the vigilante, The Couerl, proclaims he doesn’t care about the Church. Setting off the wrong nerve, Tinscur immediately slams the man against the wall by his throat, reminds him where he is, and tells him to mind his tongue when he speaks of the Church. The Couerl finally says he won’t take the mission and gets slammed to the ground. Tinscur asks the other what they will do, and they accept when reassured there would be a great reward. He fills them in about the details of the mission. There is who is only known by rumors as Leviticus, The Iron Bear. He lives in what is now a ravaged keep, with his troops known as The Gabo Brigade. Rumors state though that it is very deadly to go near there, attack reports have ranged from giants, to crocodiles attacking travelers that go near it. It hasn’t been a widespread problem so no one has really gone to take care of it, and any that might have are only heard from again in the same way as the others. Only one survivor comes back from these experiences to tell the tales of The Iron Bear and the Gabo Brigade. They ask for some form of papers to tell authorities not to hassle them while on the mission for the church, and he agrees and tells them that when they leave they will be able to get the forms from the gatekeepers. He tells them that they can find the Ravaged Keep in the Ottoman Empire, to the north of the city, on the outskirts of the Thundering Plains. He tells them they can meet him in this exact room when they return, and they should be back in two months. He opens the door and tells them they can go now.

The six leave to do what they all feel they need to do to prepare. They all decide they would stay back at the inn they stayed in the night before and then leave in the morning. The group splits two ways. The first group, involving Tharn, the Runepriest Dwarf, Githeran, the Battlemind Githzerai, Marissa, the Ranger Human, Ravener, the Slayer Human, and Tal’ast, the Avenger Drow, and the second the lone Couerl. The first group first went to buy horses. There they asked he owner, a dwarf with hair and a short bushy beard, about how long it would be to get to their destination, finding out how long they think it might be, they go and get the proper amount of rations. And then afterwards they all retire to the inn and taverns. Marissa at the tavern gets guys to buy her drinks, and the others pretty much just go to the inn for the rest of the day and night.

The Couerl decided he wanted a special mount of his own. To find out what he could tame, he started to ask around for what the local wildlife is. In the trading section, he found a gnome who sounded louder than the rest. He asked the bargaining, fast talking, gnome what was around. The gnome introduced himself as Gibbla Grassroot, and told him he’ll tell him if he buys something. After haggling, first 100GP for a dwarven ale known as Blacksand Ale, only found in dwarven cities, and then 70GP for pouring it directly into his mouth and not giving him a glass but then the final deal of 80GP to pour it into his waterskin ultimately ruining the ale with that nasty waterskin. He tells The Couerl that he knows about Bulettes, Scathebeasts and Tribes living in the plains around here known as the Terraheim Plains. He heads north of the city and eventually realized the plains have wild grass that are taller than he is, he continued until he found a large path cut out of the yellow and green sea. In fact it even seemed as though the grass was dissolved that short, not cut or trampled. Eventually he found a travelling mammoth of a gray, sluglike beast. Not knowing what it is, but knowing what it isn’t he decides it’s a scathebeast and tries to pet it. Unfortunately he pet it where the acid pours out and he burns his glove and hand. He tries it again but the Scathe beast doesn’t stop, he persists with pushing into the hand. Couerl takes his hand back, and realizes the beast looks hungry and that it’s staring at him. It then begins to chase The Coeurl who then wildshapes into a small displacer beast and attempts to run away. The beast still gets to damage him more, but eventually Couerl runs into the tall grass losing the beast. He transforms back into his normal form and heads into town. He then goes back to the inn and sleeps.

The next day he finds Tharn, and tells him about the ale and offers him some. Tharn declines because he ruined it with the waterskin. Githeran offers to drink a small amount, and with even the small amount he gets drunk. He took in what tasted like the worst thing in his life but he got drunk. He then went to the bathroom and puked it up as not to poison himself more. Couerl then tried to give his one good glove to a little kid, but the kid panicked at the masked stranger and so he ran away. The group then headed out of town. They stopped at the gates and got 5 official papers asking people not to discriminate against the holder of the paper. The 5 got distributed to everyone but Couerl, because he isn’t working for the ManRuska Church. They decide to travel the main roads first instead of navigating through thick grass. They arrive at Delco Town. A smaller town of all humans. They don’t cause any trouble but start to get followed by 3 guards in case they made some. There they were discriminated against where the weirdos were charged more for everything. Couerl for no reason decided to run into some alley ways, making 2 guards react by following him. He loses them so he can wildshape into a dog. There the two gueards try to pet it but Couerl runs off to the group again. Recognizing the scent, Ravener picked up the dog and placed it on the horse. They went to an in, where again they were discriminated against, with the exception of Tal’ast who got normal price do to his religious nature. Marisa tried to con a free room by seducing a guy to let her stay with him. He had to leave for a moment so she locked him out of the room. When he tried to get in, Marisa ignored him. He made a commotion so Ravener to him to stop being loud. It was then that he went o a manager who opened the door, and so Marissa ended up paying for both her room and a room for the guy she tried conning. The next day the guards were following them again, but then one approached them and mentioned seeing the dog before and asked to pet it, Ravener said they could so he did, and so they stopped following the group.

They decided to continue their mission by cutting through the wilderness. Along the journey they noticed many watering holes with Coeurl as paranoid as there were more and more scathebeast. Eventually the grass and animal died down as they exited the Terraheim Plains and entered the Dry Ring, an almost barren wasteland where only those who can endure the life living there, scavenging. On the foray through the fairy realms, they suddenly realized there were behemoths surrounding them, caught in an ambush they defended themselves. The Behemoths mostly attacked horses, as easy prey. Tharn hustled up to one of the behemoths and with one mighty blow smashed his head in. Another tried to assault Tharn but ended up tripping. Meanwhile Marissa danced amongst the battlefield attacking at all sides of the battlefield, moving from quarry to quarry. Once in Displacer mode, Couerl swatted visciously at the tail of a behemoth that was making lunch out of his horse. The behemoth playfully dodged all strikes with his tail. As the ambushers slowly became dwindling in numbers, a behemoth stealthily got up beside Tharn, jacking one of his belt pouches. With many other Behemoths to deal with, he was unable to run after the thief. Ravener started after the beast, at first, making sure not to lose it, and as the field dropped its last brave raptor, Tharn charged after the beast. With a mighty chuck of one of his throwing hammers, the behemoth dropped with a broken skull. Thus the imminent legend of Tharn, Behemoth Breaker is conceived.

Update on D&D and PTA and M&M

So I started my campaign yesterday, buuuut I forgot to record it. So instead here is a recap of group one.

They all go their mission and Scott's character is the worst druid ever. Wasn't that fun.

Lol I'll actually write up a summary at some point. But next Saturday is the first session of the second group. Same people playing, but this group of PCs take place like nearly 300 years in the future. I'll make sure to record it.

Wednesday we do pokemon again. I think I'll just let them jump their pokemon levels up for the sake of getting to fight brock. Lol I'll have each of their pokemon roll a 1d4 I think. maybe 1d6.

I'll do that any time I have them jump time I think. Lol my comic is going to uh, have a weird jump in it. I"ll just show like a montage of them fighting pokemon. But not right away, they are all in kind of in weird places right now.

As for M&M I still have to stat out villains lol. I think I might make Pigskin the first temp baddy they fight. No wait, I doubt they even made characters. Fuck. Oh well more time for me to procrastinate villains.