Mountain Clams

Price of Victory

We're late! We need to get going! Throw everything into the truck. Get in, let's go! Drive, drive, drive. Stupid RV driving the winding mountain roads where I can't pass! Get out of the way. We're late! Do you know how to get there? Will we be able to find the place easily? Is it Black Hawk or Central City? Crap, I don't know. I don't go to the casinos! There it is! Where do we park. Back there? Ok. Where's the elevator? What floor? Which restaurant? Is it this one? Great. Where's Mac? Is that him over there? Yeah, I think so.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand breathe.

Who's here? Matt, Brian, Mac, Nate and I from the team. Where's Dave? Nobody knows. Great. He's the cleric. Not that we're totally screwed without him, but.... No, maybe we are. Has he called? Nobody knows. Eat something. That's why we're here. Where's the eggs? No, not made to order, something faster. Yeah, those eggs don't look too bad. And some bacon. And a biscuit. Not that biscuit, it's burned. But I touched it. Can't put it back. How about this biscuit? No, it's overdone, too. But I touched it, too. Crap. This is going to taste awesome. Where's the gravy? Don't these people believe in gravy? Where's the - oh, there it is. Ok, dump it on both biscuits. Maybe the inside of the biscuit is edible. Ray's with me, so we have to get to the game site early so she can NPC. Are you done eating? Great. Let's go. ICK! Cigarette smoke! I hate casinos.

How do we get from here to there? Up 119, right? Yeah. Okay. That's easy. How far up is it? It's right here? Seriously? That wasn't far at all! Okay, where do we park? The usual lot. Good. Is this side being held open for some reason? I'm guessing not. I'm parking here. Good. Now, to get my costume and make-up done. Can you do my make-up? Yes, but we better hurry - I need to get to my encounter. Team one's going on soon. Okay, do what you can.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand breathe.

Make-up's on. It's going to smudge all day long. It looks really good, though! Diamond on the forehead and everything. Awesome. How long do we have? 40 minutes? You're kidding! I'm not getting dressed the rest of the way yet. Yeah, you can use my short sword, but I'll need something to hang on to for the game in the meantime. Yeah, that'll work. Don't thrust with it? Okay. 10 minutes now? Oh, I better get dressed. What kind of armor do I have? Where's my list of abilities? Okay, I'm ready.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand breathe.

At this point, we went into game. I was playing Varanus, my neutral lizard-man character. I was traveling with folks I've traveled with before - the crew of the Persephone and Sir Kel that I know, and a guy named Athos that I didn't know. People are dying of a disease? Oh, people are being killed because they have a disease. Interesting. Don't touch that. Don't touch that either. Don't want to get the disease. These people are really poor. There's a bunch of kids hanging around a dead body. We have to take it where? I'll stand guard. I'm mistaken for the pack animal too often anyway. Up the hill. Down the hill. Find rocks and bury the guy. This town's messed up. These people are messed up! They're attacking me! Alright, they die. What's up with the captain? He seems distraught. I better grab his swords and stick close just in case more of those come out of the woodwork.

Weird creatures of all races coming out of the woods to beat on us. CLANG! (OOC: Sword to the ear here. Not good.) Okay, back to fighting. I think I remember how many hit points I had left. Walking on. Moving on. What's this pool? Some sort of moon pool with chaos in it, but the wards are broken. Okay, protect the captain as he searches out the pieces of the ward. Put them together? Sure. I'll run around and put them together. What's that? People attacking? Get inside - inside's more defensible. Hope they don't have missile weapons. That could get messy. They don't. Good. They're pretty mindless. Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. Breathe. Drink. Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. Crap, I can't take this any more. Have to sun myself a while (OOC: Fighter's recovery). Fight but my spells are down so it hurts much more now. Battle fever. Fight. Fight. CLANG! (OOC: Another strike to my left ear. Dizzy now. Major headache.) Drink. Breathe. Fight. Fight. Fight. Are we done yet? Fight. Fight. Fight. Fight. Pant pant pant. We're done! Yay! Thanks, Captain!

Get across this chasm. Get across the next chasm. Wheeee! Oh, that's right, these guys can't jump like I can. Well, not true. That Athos guy did it. Guard. Waiting. Moving on. Who is that guy? An audience with the Avendarrians? Fascinating! Oh, all spells are down. Items don't work. What's happening? White stone? That can't be good. Attune to the white stone. Stop accusing each other of things. Keep focused on the task at hand. Temple. Going to the temple. Okay. Fight. Fight. Fight. (OOC: Crap, Jonas should totally have blown my arm off two hits ago. Need to heal now.) Fight. Fight. Fight. We're getting the better of them. They got back up, but they go back down again just as easily. Whew! We're done! And 600 gold richer!

This ring is pretty comfortable on my finger. I think I'll keep it. Bloodleaf ring of nature. I like it.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand breathe.

Help Lori unload the food. Take a swig of whatever is in Mac's blue bottle. Mmm... Take another swig. Watch the third team. Hang out and chat with people I haven't talked to in a while. Eat something. Sit around the fire until it gets dark, watching the nearly-full moon rise over the trees. This is awesome. Drive Ray home, listening to contented breathing of everyone else in the truck. Sleep.

It was a good day. It was a good game.

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posted by Brett @ 11:34 AM