After playing with a plant, growing it to gignatic proportions and hatching one of Auriga's protectors from it, we took Denethor's Floating Wagon to a hole in the ground. A big, big hole in the ground full of necrophages, eww. Down there we found a thoon hulk, some spider type creatures and a throne.
Battle ensued.
We were looking rather out-gunned, then Auriga's moth creature crawled under the throne platform, and it eventually cracked, and there was a big ass Rotten Court general hiding there. Which we, by the skin of our teeth, managed to somehow down.
And then we got pelted by dropping dead necrophages and got the hell out of there.
Showing posts with label 1980s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1980s. Show all posts
I don't read the script, the script reads me
We discovered what the Key of Solomon is for ... and that it's an orb with a lady in stasis in it. It's pretty out there. It can also be very useful. We were perhaps not in agreement with the Grey Seers and the other Cyber-knight about what to do with it.
To cut a long story short, Gorbash wrote and directed a play based (in the end) on Booker's plan, in which Gorbash would say "screw you guys, I'm going home! And I'm taking the Key (and my new girlfriend who coincidentally is also called Maria) with me!" in order to lure the Coalition States into Xiticix territory so we could sit back and wait for them to obliterate each other.
Plan went off without a hitch. Even Hecate got in on the action, vaporising a dude. Good times!
To cut a long story short, Gorbash wrote and directed a play based (in the end) on Booker's plan, in which Gorbash would say "screw you guys, I'm going home! And I'm taking the Key (and my new girlfriend who coincidentally is also called Maria) with me!" in order to lure the Coalition States into Xiticix territory so we could sit back and wait for them to obliterate each other.
Plan went off without a hitch. Even Hecate got in on the action, vaporising a dude. Good times!
You deserve a shotgun refund
This session was sort of like three solo adventures. Or, well, side quests. We all went around doing our own things. Talking to people. Training montages from Psyscape. Dreamlike visions of Nxla followers. Plans being made up. Distances were estimated and fact-checked against Google Maps (although technically we measured the driving distance, not the way the dragon flies).
Hopefully we'll come together next week and do some stuff together as a party.
Hopefully we'll come together next week and do some stuff together as a party.
In Soviet Russia 'flubber' is a verb
We didn't have a roleplaying session this past Monday, so here's one we played earlier:
Our Soviet Russian characters have now moved into the 1980s, and oh the 80s music punning that ensued ...
Our Soviet Russian characters have now moved into the 1980s, and oh the 80s music punning that ensued ...
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