You Can't Handle the Tooth
Log Info
- Title: You Can't Handle the Tooth
- Emitter: Cryosanthia
- Characters: Katsuro, Mercy, Wu
- Place: A02: Goblintown
- Time: Tuesday, September 29, 2020, 4:22 PM
- Summary: It's a regular day in Goblintown, although some gnomes are visiting. Unexpectedly there are three humans. Katsuro is trying his luck busking, Inquisitor Mercy Fjarhundr is out seeking JUSTICE and Wu is lost again. One of the gnomes, Professor Handlewicket, is showing off his tallifier devices, while Fidgit Sparkleboggle has a cart full of patented fairy traps. All is going well until it isn't. The professor stumbles into Wu, both fall, and he is accused of being a pickpocket. This draws the attention of Katsuro and Mercy. Meanwhile, Fidgit attempts to get their attention with a fairy trap. Which he fumbles and drops. Battle ensues. Tooth fairies attack, pinching fingers and trying to steal teeth. They get a few teeth and fingers. They also explode when stabbed, scattering glitter everywhere. Everyone is harried, and three of the fairies are attempting to tip a large jar off the cart. Mercy frightens the fairy on her, who assists the others and free the Quickling. The Quickling attacks Mercy, her poisoned blade taking the inquisitor down. Fidgit throws a second fairy trap and Katsuro and Wu use it to grab the Quickling again. Everyone disperses quickly.
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'Goblintown' consists of a dead-end street where a number of poor (and, as the name suggests, goblinoid) residents of the city live. Many of the buildings here have been cobbled together with whatever material was available at the time, often bits of metal and stone stolen from the factories to the north rather than wood. That said, in recent days, many of these temporary structures have been converted to more permanent fixtures, giving the area a less 'shanty' and more 'conventional' appearance, interspersed with the previously impoverished look the place was known for.
The occasional shrine to Reos seems to represent the only 'official' presence in the area, with the City Watch seeming all but invisible here. In their place, there appear to be numerous Arvek and Gobber groups that form a makeshift community watch, giving the sense of wary eyes on every street. From time to time, the symbol of Serriel may be seen as well, though mainly among the Arvek, who oft bear it with pride. Oruch shops sit alongside gobber ones, though the latter far outnumber the former; gobbos' nimble minds make them the natural crafters of the goblinoid world.
At one point there were few shops here, but now the entire area bristles with brisk trade of things ranging from basic necessities to the more esoteric magical and bits of artificery. It is said that one can find everything they need in Goblintown without having to step foot in another section of the city, and this statement, judging by the activity in this area night and day, may very well hold true.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing, in Order -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Katsuro 5'4" 160 Lb Human Male A small but sturdy Xian man, young and keen-looking. Mercy 5'5" 150 Lb Human Female A platinum haired Aesir woman, in flamboyant black. Wu 5'6" 155 Lb Human Male Elderly Xian male with a drifting eye and cataracts -=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--= -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Cryosanthia 6'9" 291 Lb Sith-Makar Female A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman. -=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
It is a brisk day, with a brisk wind blowing from the northwest. Goblintown is busy, noisy and chaotic. Industrious gobbos scramble everywhere, buying and selling, from something as simple as a stand to full blown shops.
Unusually, a few gnomes are in from Happy Valley, to show off and compete. Leaving a trail of glitter they argue with shopkeeps, purchase and sell things, and a few are more outstanding than others.
One gnome, dressed in garish orange, purple and blue silks struts about loudly proclaiming. "Elevationally challenged ones, look upon me, Professor Handlewicket! No longer must we suffer the tyranny of the tall! My simple stilt-suit is affordable and available to all in three easy payments! Look them in the eye, and still be able to stab them in the guts! It solves all problems."
The suit, appears to be some rather tall platform shoes and a periscope contraption attached to a hat that descends into a set of goggles. The shoes make Handlewicket a foot taller, and the periscope is enough to reach the lofty heights of six feet.
The black and platinum clad woman gazes around with laughing eyes and expression that could only be described as 'awed hick' from under the brim of her big floppy black hat. Her reaction to the stilt suited gnome is rather non-plussed, but despite body language that declares "RUBE!" she actually seems to have good situational awareness and an eye for the less obvious.
Katsuro is here attracting attention as well, though he's simply dancing for coins rather than selling anything. As to why he's here in Goblintown, he's busked in all the other parts of town, and maybe worn out his welcome there. But there may be a few people here who are not familiar with the Xian dances he's doing.
Wu is walking along carrying his backpack filled with items though on closer inspection it might just be rocks he's toting about. Red-faced and sweating the elderly main walks slow enough to show the wieght on his shoulders but fast enough not to be a crawl. He bumps into a few people here and there but given the load he's carring more just grumble and move along. His filmed over eyes focused on the street in front of his feet.
The professor draws some attention, largely negative, in the form of small rocks thrown by little gobbos trying to knock his hat off. "Stop that you cretins! You'll rue the day you rejected Professor Handlewicket's pattented Tallifier! Trapped forever in the ignomy of the sm..."
And then he trips, catching one of those platform shoes on a cobble and face planting, "Waugh!"
Without pause, another travelling gnome salesman pipes up, "Fairy traps! Get your Aritificer Fairy Traps, guaranteed to keep those pesky Fey out of your petunias. Behold the many options."
This gnome has small wagon display. Shelves of what appear to be clockwork lanterns, a central glass cylinder and an intricate cap full of gears. They also have lights, some are white, most are orange. All empty. He continues his tout, "The secrets of catching them passed down from Dear Mama, Sparkleboggle's Family secret. Guaranteed, or my name isn't Fidgetdemegerrofwhat!"
Mercy notices the other nearby humans. Watching the busker with entertained eyes and assessing the old warrior. "We seem to be the only humans in this vicinity. May I ask what brings you all here?" She bows and doffs her floppy plumed hat with a flourish. "I am Mercy Fjarhundr. Investigator and Warior for JUSTICE in the service of Deus... and quite new to this so very large city."
Katsuro's dancing performance is not particularly spectacular or interesting, and indeed, his hat has only collected a couple coins in the time he's been dancing. When the stiltwalking goblin trips, he chuckles with amusement, which continues as a new barker replaces the Tallifier fellow. He arches a brow as Mercy addresses him, and he bows smoothly. "I am called Katsuro, ma'am. As to what brings me here..." he glaces toward his hat, and he says, "I am hoping to earn a few coppers."
Smiling at the busker Mercy nods and tosses a couple of coppers into the hat. "My pleasure then...although..." she looks at the fallen stiltwalker and the new barker and says "I must say there is already plenty of entertainment here"
Wu is plodding..and then there is a small lad falling in front of him. This stops forward movement and he wipes his brow with the back of a hand. "Here now, lad. Street's no place to be sleeping." He bends over sloooooowly and attempts to pry the professor from the cobbles. Of Mercy's talk he dosen't answer, being oblivious to the fact she's indeed talking to him.
Mercy tsks at herself and steps forward towards the old warrior and the fallen gnome. "That was wrong of me. To laugh instead of helping. Can I be of assistance?"
The nearby gnome, not one to respect privacy when a sale might be made, interjects, "Good sirs and ma'am, Katsuro, Inquisitor Fjarhundr, look at these quality traps. That one is configured for quicklings, this one is absolutely full of tooth faeries. Never fear Fae incursions again."
The indicated traps look completely empty, the only difference is the white light.
The professor meanwhile, grunts as Wu helps him to his feet. His periscope is bent now, his goggles misaligned. He nearly tips over in his attempt to stand straight. He grabs and holds onto Wu.
Katsuro nods glumly about there being plenty of entertainment. "Yes, I've found that out. I hadn't been expecting to compete with everyday goings on." He eyes Wu and the professor, and gives a halfhearted caper, but then collects his hat and coppers, pouring them into his purse and putting the hat on his head.
Wu is fine until there's a gnome clinging at him. He wobbles and then flails about with his arms trying to keep blance. "Ahh! Pickpocket!" And then the weight on his back is pulling him over. He reacts instictively reaching out for..his crossbow? Wrapping it in his arms to protect it as he falls.
With a forward lurch/sprint Mercy is behind the old warrior trying to hold him up while her eyes sharpen and look coldly and peircingly that clinging gnome, his hands, Wu's purse. "Pickpocket!? How dare you steal in public! you shall face JUSTICE"
Katsuro looks up sharply as Wu calls out. Though in this city, it's even odds whether he's shouting in alarm or trying to summon one. A few young goblins in the immediate area are now paying close attention in case it's the second case. "Are you all right?" he calls, and tries to keep him straightened up and detatch the gnome.
Professor Handlewicket clutches at Wu, "Thank you fair maiden." His periscope is tilted around to point at Mercy. His balance is terrible. He is dragged off his feet, falling with Wu.
Fidgitdemeerrofwhat meanwhile is holding out what looks like wide, glass breadbox with gearing all around it towards Mercy and Katsuro. He attempts to be convincing, "Absolutely full of Tooth Fairies! A whole passle."
It is empty. This will not do. He shakes it vigorously. There are knocking noises, and suddenly a number of tiny fairies with black eyes appear in the box. They have large heads full of mismatched teeth. Each one holds a pair of pliers bigger than it is. Then the box slips from the gnome's hands.
"Oops."
- >>>CRASH<<<
The Fairy trap shatters, glass shards everywhere. Diminuitive Fey scatter and bounce along the cobblestones. Not a passel, but perhaps, eight of them. Momentarily stunned.
GAME: Mercy rolls perception: (3)+3: 6 GAME: Katsuro rolls perception: (16)+6: 22
Mercy takes a half step back. and draws her dagger, holding herself ready and watching both the Fairies and the Alleged pick pocket.
GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d20+4: (6)+4=2: 12 GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d3+3+2d6: (1)+3+(8): 12 (Non-Lethal)
Katsuro does manage to spot the gnome pickpocket by this time, and he says, "You're busted, chum!" It's the possibly famous Alexandria vigilante justice as he punches the prone pickpocket in the lower back quite hard. The rest of the catastrophe is unfolding as well, but he's not quite sure what to make of that, and in any event he can only do one thing at a time.
Wu half flails some more as Mercy briefly supports him. The pack comes off one shoulder and then another, hitting the street with a cracking noise that speaks to rocks.. he really did have rocks in there. Shuffling back his hands move with a fluidity that speaks of long practice and he loads the heavy crossbow. "Where'd the kid go?!"
GAME: Mercy rolls weapon 1: (16)+4: 20 GAME: Mercy rolls damage4: aliased to 1d4+0: (2)+0: 2
Mercy lunges and jabs briskly with her dagger. the sharp point digging into some part of the fairy but certainly not a critical hit.
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Okay, so they are pinching fingers with the pliers, which is a CMB attack" GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (17)+3: 20 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (17)+3: 20 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (3)+3: 6 GAME: You damaged Katsuro's Dexterity for 1 points. 1 total damage. GAME: You damaged Mercy's Dexterity for 1 points. 1 total damage.
The tooth fairies shake their oversized heads, then they buzz in to the air like angry wasps. And like angry wasps, they attack the first thing they see.
Zipping in towards Mercy, one of them is clipped by her dagger, then darts under it to pinch at her fingers with those pliers.
Very nasty looking pliers. They leave a throbbing finger.
Katsuro, is likewise pinched.
Professor Handlewicket yelps as one of them nips his hand. Fidgit, likewise is fending off one and gets pinched.
Three however, are attempting to tip another jar off the cart. Empty, although it has a white light.
A jar that is definitely buzzing.
GAME: Mercy rolls weapon1: (4)+4: 8
The young inquistor drops her dagger to the cobbles and with a pained curse and draws her crossbow. Hastily firing point blank a the fairy that just pinched her and missing due to said haste.
GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d20+7: (4)+7: 11
Katsuro acks as the fairy-things attack, and he draws his shortsword because that finger-pinch hurt. "Hey!" He looks around, takes a stab at the one that's paying more attention to the pickpocket, because low-hanging fruit, but it wasn't hanging quite low enough and he stabs the street quite hard, though the street seems unharmed.
GAME: Wu rolls weapon4: (5)+5: 10
The fairies make high pitched chittering noises, aggressive ones, buzzing about.
Wu blinks as something buzzes past his face. Then again. His filmy eyes get wide. "Gods above those are the largest misquitos I've ever seen!" He tilts his crossbow at an upward angle and stares at ...at the ground..what..? Then he pulls the trigger to the large bow and the bolt whizes past one flying nearby.
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (9)+3: 12 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (13)+3: 16 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (2)+3: 5 <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "they miss, which I'll pose. Against the NPCs" GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (10)+3: 13 <OOC> Cryosanthia with 'Strength, +4 to tip, -3 to Str roll, DC 12' GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+1: (4)+1: 5
They swoop for the face, snapping at Mercy's and Katsuro's mouth with their pliers. The one menacing Wu seems determined to get his fingers. Meanwhile, the Professor is pinched on the fingers again as he fends them way from his mouth.
Fidgit is trying to stop the other three tipping a trap. He slams his hand down on top of it, then yelps as their pliers get him. One tooth fairy lets out of string of sylvan expletives and headbutts the trap, but it doesn't fall.
The trap spins a little in place, wobbling.
GAME: Mercy rolls intimidate+4: (3)+11+4: 18
Mercy Glares sternly at the fairy before her. Little criminal CEASE your Malfeasance and return to the man who was holding you.
GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d20+7: (14)+7: 21
GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d6+3+2d6: (3)+3+(8): 14
GAME: Katsuro rolls fortitude: (7)+1: 8
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d4: (1): 1
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "it stinks. you are sickened for 1 round.
-2 penalty to attack rolls, weapon damage rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks."
Katsuro is getting a bit worried with all the fairies and pickpockets and oh my, and he tries the stabbing thing again, waiting until the little bugger is attacking the pick[ocket to stab it from behind. This time he connects, and it falls out of the air, but UGH, he begins coughing as an awful smell envelops him.
GAME: Wu rolls melee: (10)+4: 14
Wu sets his crossbow atop his pack and pulls out his longsword, swinging clos enough to Mercy that it's almost a sin. Still he's clser to striking his own attacking fariy. "Back! Back you vicious bug! Have at you!"
The tooth fairy in Mercy's face chatters back at her, waving its pliers threateningly, snapping them towards her mouth. However, it does retreat back to the wagon. It doesn't fly into a trap, as perhaps they aren't activated. Instead it joins the other three fairies that are trying to tip one of the larger trap-jars off.
Meanwhile, the one struck by Katsuro explodes in a shower of glitter. Stinking, chocking, revolting glitter that turns white and paste-like where it lands.
The one buzzing at Wu zips in, trying to snag a tooth.
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (2)+3: 5 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (16)+3: 19
"Arrrgh!" Professor Handlewicket says.
"Eurryrgh!" Fidgit SparkleBoggle echoes.
The tooth fairies have their teeth, and giggle madly.
Back at the cart, four of them try to rock the trap. Fidgit is too distracted by his bleeding mouth to interfere.
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (10)+3: 13
The larger fairy trap tilts over, and shatters. Something larger than the Tooth Fairies appears in the ruins.
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d5: (1): 1 <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Which is Mercy."
One of the hovering tooth fairies chatters at the quickling. It points at Mercy several times, making jabbing motions and angry noises.
A lot larger. Two feet tall, rather elf-like with drab clothing and a wicked grin. It has perfect teeth. In a blink, it darts from sight.
And attacks Mercy.
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (15)+10: 25 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d4-1: (2)+-1: 1 GAME: You damaged Mercy for 1 points. 11 HP remaining. <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Fort Save" GAME: Mercy rolls fortitude: (20)+3: 23 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)
Quick as a blink, it's crossed the distance and stabs the inquisitor with it's short sword. The damage is minimal, but there's a sting to the wound which is worrysome.
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "This blurs and shimmers, it moves so fast, so there's 20% miss chance on it" GAME: Mercy rolls weapon1: (9)+4: 13
Mercy yelps "ouch!" and stares at the big fat semi-visible fae "THAT's a Fairy?". Even as she speaks she steps back into social distancing range and fires another point blank shot from her repeating cross and grrrs... when it misses.
GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d20+5: (16)+5: 21 GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d6+3+2d6: (6)+3+(5): 14 GAME: Katsuro rolls fortitude: (20)+1: 21 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)
Katsuro coughs and sputters, but doesn't quit fighting. He picks out another target, the little pest fighting Wu, and when it menaces him, Katsuro stabs it from behind. This time, he's got his breath held until he can back away, where he continues wheezing, but it doesn't get worse, at least.
GAME: Wu rolls melee+2: (18)+4+2: 24 GAME: Wu rolls 1d8+2: (2)+2: 4 GAME: Wu rolls fort: (3)+5: 8 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d4: (1): 1 <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "sickened for 1 round. Orange glitter!"
Wu finds the bug in his face again. And this time there's an assistant to assist him. Giving him more depth perception then he might normally have. The tip of the long sword comes up to impale the critter and he gives a triumphant cry just as the orange glitter explodes into his face. "Ahh- HAa kkkkcckc!" he hacks and coughs, almost gagging.
Gitter! Glitter everywhere! White, Purple, Orange. Red. No, that's blood.
Things are looking festive as tooth fairies explode. Wu's was killed by Katsuro, but that leaves the Professor's for the blind archer to take down.
Silly thing was trying to jam the gnome's tooth into it's head. The tooth falls to the ground after the glitterbomb goes off, and the professor snatches it. Attempting to jam it into his mouth.
Meanwhile, over at the cart, Fidgit is flailing, trying to get his tooth back or fend off the other fairies.
They are fended. They join the quickling, attacking the group in the street. Except for the one which Mercy wounded earlier with her dagger. That blinks out of sight.
Cryosanthia pages: even roll, finger pinch, odd roll, going for tooth GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (4)+3: 7 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (15)+3: 18 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (10)+3: 13 GAME: Note 1 pt bleed added to Mercy. GAME: You damaged Mercy's Charisma for 1 points. 1 total damage. GAME: You damaged Mercy for 1 points. 10 HP remaining.
The tooth fairies fly into faces, snapping their pliers. Noses are in danger but they are going for teeth. One snatches one right out of Mercy's face, laughing and giggling with cruel glee. It waves it at her, tauntingly.
Wu and Katsuro are spared the indignity.
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Fat fairy goes for Mercy" GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (8)+10: 18 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d4-1: (3)+-1: 2 GAME: You damaged Mercy for 2 points. 8 HP remaining. GAME: Mercy rolls fortitude: (18)+3: 21
The Quickling, a fat fairy of unusual size. Really unusual size, it must have been fed really well in that trap. It continues to attack Mercy, darting in with another stab of it's short sword.
"Take that you absurdly oversized person. Huzzah!" <sylvan>
GAME: Mercy rolls weapon1: (20)+4: 24 (THREAT) GAME: Mercy rolls weapon1: (10)+4: 14 <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "just a regular hit." GAME: Mercy rolls damage1: aliased to 1d8+0: (6)+0: 6 GAME: Mercy rolls fortitude: (3)+3: 6 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d4: (2): 2 <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "sickened for 2 rounds. that's -2 to the list earlier" GAME: You damaged Mercy for 1 points. 7 HP remaining.
The enraged aesir in black and platinum Roars in anger and pain, bloody spittle escaping from her mouth as she draws bead on the fairy with her tooth. The bolt skewers the beast and the explosion of glitter makes Mercy gag and whimper. With an inarticulate shout of triumph she pounces on her fallen tooth. grabs it with one hand and shouts "JUSTICE!"
There are a reduced number of fairies, but still a bunch. A quickling is attacking Mercy. There are tooth fairies attacking Katsuro and Wu. One took off, and is lost from sight, while the last which stole a tooth from Fidgit has successfully jammed it into its head.
GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d20+7: (15)+7: 22 GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d6+3+1d6: (2)+3+(4): 9 <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "It explodes! Baby blue glitter. Roll Fort please." GAME: Katsuro rolls fortitude: (10)+1: 11
Katsuro is getting into the rhythm now, he turns to stab the one attacking him, and a quick slash with his shortsword leaves it in two uneven halves, and he's holding his breath as the expected cloud of glitter surrounds him. He backs up a step before wheezing for air.
GAME: Wu rolls melee-2: (7)+4+-2: 9
Wu swing across his line of sight in almost a wild swing still coughing on orange dust that tastes /nothing/ like orange. His eyes are almost closed. Nott that that hurts his aim too much as he misses by half a foot. "*Hack* Explosive! *wheeze* Chalk! *gag* bomb *spit* bugs!"
Pink glitter. Baby Blue glitter. It's a beautiful battlefield.
One of the tooth fairies, the one that now has Fidgit's tooth in its mouth, cackles, snaps its pliers and vanishes.
Leaving, only the one dodging Wu's blade.
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (8)+3: 11
Clack-clack. The pliers snap. On empty air.
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "The quickling attacks Mercy!" GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (9)+10: 19 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d4-1: (2)+-1: 1 GAME: You damaged Mercy for 1 points. 6 HP remaining. GAME: You damaged Mercy for 1 points. 5 HP remaining. (bleed) <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Fort Save" GAME: Mercy rolls fortitude: (2)+3: 5 GAME: You damaged Mercy's Constitution for 1 points. 1 total damage. GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d3: (3): 3 <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Okay. So. The effect of this poison is you fall unconscious for 3 hours."
The fat fairy bobs around. Much like a bumblee, it shouldn't be able to fly. And, much like a bumblee bee, it stings.
The thin blade stabs into Mercy's side, making barely a scratch. The irritation she felt earlier, that grows however, and suddenly the warm veil of sleep draws over her. She passes out.
"Ha ha! That's what you deserve!" The Fairy taunts in its high pitched language, cackles and turns to face Katsuro. <sylvan>
Still holding the tooth in the air with her back to the quickling. Mercy is stabbed and blinks... and sways... and then crashes to the ground in a heap. tooth rolling from her nervless hand.
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, Quickling, has a 20% miss chance because of Blurr. make ze roll, and yes you can do that" GAME: Katsuro rolls 1d20+5: (2)+5: 7
Katsuro acks as the quickling drops Mercy. That was unexpected, and worrying as well. He looks to Wu, and says, "Lets concentrate on that one, before it gets us, too." So saying, he turns and lunges, his shortsword missing the quickling by a yard. Well, it's still a good plan. Maybe hopefully.
GAME: Wu rolls melee+2: (7)+4+2: 13
Wu blink as orange tears roll from his eyes. "What? Ehh!? Gets us too? What?" he follows Katsuro's form and then spies the smaller blur in between them. "That?!" he stabs forward at it as if pointing it out to the man...missing badly.
"Here! Try one of my grandmother's patented Fidgitdemegerrofwhat! SparkelBoggle Fairy Traps. Extra Large!" Fidgit calls, grabbing one of the biggest jar traps off his wagon. He fiddles with the top, and the device starts to whrrr and flash. He's ready to throw it to anyone that looks willing to catch it, "Just get it near her!"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+7: (12)+7: 19
Meanwhile, irritated perhaps that Wu has turned his attention towards the Quickling, the remaining tooth fairy attempts to bite his ear. It barely misses.
GAME: Wu rolls melee: (20)+4: 24 (THREAT) GAME: Wu rolls melee: (1)+4: 5 (EPIC FAIL) GAME: Wu rolls 1d8+2: (6)+2: 8 <OOC> Cryosanthia says, "... I hate to ask, but 20% miss chance, so please roll 1d100, 1-20 a miss." GAME: Wu rolls 1d100: (70): 70 GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (2)+10: 12
The fat fairy zips around Katsuro, an angry blurr. An angry blurr that gets more angry as Wu wacks it with a sword. The quickling darts in with another thrust of the blade! Which misses.
"Take that!" There is another taunting cry. <sylvan>
Wu watches the blur.. not that this is unusual. The world is a blue of shapes to the warrior. So when the thing darts out to one side it's almost casually that he swings in towards it. Almost too high though. But in this case not almost enough and he scores a cut across the things head.. somewhere. "Ooo.. what is that? A dog?"
GAME: You damaged Mercy for 1 points. 4 HP remaining.
Fidgit tosses the jar-trap towards Katsuro, "Hit the button on top, focus the light on the Fairy."
GAME: Katsuro rolls cmb: (14)+4: 18 (CMB)
When the trap is brought near the fat fairy, it buzzes and there's a cone of light. Careful manuevering catch's her in the beam, momentarily paralyzing her.
"That's it! Work the levers! Spin that green dial. Touch your nose! Really, it's important, then hit the red mushroom button." Fidgit calls, seeing the Quickling caught in the beam of light. "That will suck it in!"
Katsuro dodges the attack, reaches out to field the trap, and uses the trap on the pesky faerie. The trap opens, and a beam of light reaches out to pin the faerie. It looks like it's pinned, and Katsuro urges Wu, "We've got it, flip the ... do what he said!"
GAME: Wu rolls cmb: (13)+4: 17
Wu blink blinks as light shines up from the ground ans makes the quickling stop. "What? But it's just a puppy." He says leaning over to put hand atop the fae and pet heavily. The tip of his sword clips the afore mentioned button the whooosh! the creature is sucked away and the light goes out. He blinks again and cries out "Puppy! Oh gods! What happened!?"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "It tries one more time for one of Wu's teeth, then flees" GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (5)+3: 8
The very large, very quick fairy is sucked into the trap. The lid snaps shut, gears whrr, and a white light comes on.
The Tooth Fairy that was buzzing Wu tries one more time, snapping its pliers and then darting off into one of the nearby goblin houses. There are no shrieks. It may hide, come out at night.
Almost immediately, the fairy in the jar vanishes. The jar is still heavy, and tilting it there is a shifting of weight. It remains caught, but invisible.
The Professor is standing, hand to his bleeding mouth. Fidgit comes over from his cart, declaring loudly, "Act of God. Could have happened to Anyone. Nobody is at fault, no liability. No witnesses at all!" Despite there being a rather large amount of witnesses, gobbos, all staring, and multicolour sprays of glitter. Fidgit, is also holding a hand to his bleeding mouth.
On the ground, the inquisitor bleeds. "Someone who knows what they're doing should look into that." Fidgit suggests.
GAME: Katsuro rolls heal: (13)+1: 14
Katsuro will try to help out Mercy now that the crisis is over, though he's not entirely happy with how the vendor is disclaiming liability. He goes over to her, and shouts, "Get up before you die." Well, that's not good enough, so he'll .... uh, what do you do for unconscious people? He gets a bit of water from his waterskin and splashes her face? Maybe that will help?
The heap of black and platinum cloth stirrs.. "URKs" and slowly gathers herself up. Mercy retreives her hat and then frantically looks for her missing tooth. Once she's got that she looks at Katsuro and says "Bwuh? wha happened?" then blatedly. "Thanks". She tries to insert the tooth in her mouth and proceeds to attempt a clerical spell.
Mercy glows with the light of magic ... her tooth locks in place and the poison pallour fades from her complexion as the minor scratches she's taken heal up.
Wu continues to pat the ground and the trap in a semi-frantic way. "Puppy? Puppy?!" Standing he puts away his weapon and then glares at the goblin selling the traps. "Puppy-killer! How can you sell those things here in the city!"
Katsuro sighs at Wu. "There's no puppy, friend. It was a monster, but we got rid of it. Hopefully there'll be a reward." He looks at Mercy. "That could have gone a lot worse."
Professor Handlewicket gets his feet under him and stands. He adjusts his goggles, then attemps to bend his periscope back into something resembling a rectangle. As soon as he does, a goblin child smacks it with a rock, bending it the other way. "You off-shaded misanthrope!"
"It's not a puppy, it's not!" Fidgit argues, "these are specialized traps for dealing with complex vermin. If you wish, you may purchase this pre-packed Quickling, for all your Quickling needs."
"I'll slice your heads off!" <sylvan> A high pitched snarl comes from the jar. The fat faerie appears, her mouth and head, the rest of her remains invisible. She glares at those present, then vanishes completely.
Mercy says, "Bwuh? that huge fat thing was a Fairy? Seriously? it had thunder thighs. but I have my tooth back and the miscreants appear to be gone. JUSTICE! has prevailed.""
Mercy pumps her fist in the air and then remembers to retrieve her dagger and as many crossbow bolts as she can find and re-use.
Wu blinks again. "Not a puppy?" Looking towards the trapmaker he squints.. hard. "What's a quickling and what exactly whould I need one for?" he shakes his head as if to clear it and goes about collecting his crossbow, holding it up close to his face to check it over for injury.
Katsuro sighs, resolves to avoid goblintown in the future. "I will never have Quickling needs," he says. He eyes Mercy skeptically, but nods slowly. "Justice? Sure. ..." He'll pick up and sheath his sword, and grab the collar of the gnome with the periscope goggles. "Now there was something about a purse snatching?"
The crossbow is perfect, uninjured. A Quickling can be useful for many things, usually inconveniencing others.
Fidgitdemegerrofwhat! takes his faerie trap and carefully sets it on the cart. He glances around. There are a couple Arvek Nar walking his way and looking responsible. Fidgit quickly slaps up the sideboards, "Should you ever be in the need of these patented traps be sure to visit the warehouse at Happy Valley. Goodbye!"
He's rattling off.
Mercy's eyes sharpen and she looks peircingly at the gnome. "I heard the old warrior say something about a pickpocket before he fell" She draws herself up to her full height and glares at him with her best inquisitorial stare. "Out with it! What have you done small one?"
GAME: Katsuro rolls sense motive: (11)+6: 17 GAME: Mercy rolls intimidate: (8)+11: 19
"I have no idea what you mean you abusive tall person sir!" Professor Handlewicket sputters at Katsuro, as he's grabbed. He's still looking in two different directions, one out of the periscope, and also his goggles. "I'm demonstrating my wonderful protest against the Tall conspiracy!" He's looking at Mercy through the periscope, that must be it.
The old warrior blinks. "Purse snatching? Oh! The pick pocket." He looks around wthough squinty eyes in a circle. "Littel kid must have run off. I still have my coins, thankfully! Helped him up off the ground and he cluched at my hips.. so..ya know." He shrugs looking a tad bit sheepish.
Professor handlewicker sputters, unable to form words. Whatever he's seeing of Mercy through his periscope must be frightening.
Katsuro looks to Wu, sighs, nods to Handlewicker. "All right. Make sure you don't do it again. We'll call this even, then." Mighty generous considering the kidney punch earlier, but alls well that ends well, right? "Well, I think I'll be moving along, then."
The inquisitor blinks at Wu's statement. Blushes and then taking her hat apologetically in hand, bows deeply to the Gnome Professor. "I apologise deeply for frightening and suspecting you of a crime. It appears the accusation against you was an error. To pursue it further would be a miscarriage of JUSTICE". Mercy nods firmly and looks suitably abashed.
Mercy looks to Katsuro. opens her purse, looks within, and then asks. "You said something about a reward?"
The two Arvek Nar patrollers approach the group. Arvek Nars are hobgoblins, they look like regular goblins that have been stretched on a rack. They generally have the sunny dispositions of someone stretched on a rack too. Dealing with gobbos all day will do that.
"Everything OK." One of them says, not really a question, more like expressing a desire that everything be ok so they don't have to get involved further.
Wu turns his orange colored face towards the arvek nar and cranes his head upwards. "Ooh..Big lads, Aren't ya. Yes. Everything is alright. We did away wit the evil exploding bugs and some sort of other critter. Alls well that ends well." He gives them a smile with orange stained teeth and pats his crossbow.
"Of course, I won't nothing at all to see here." The Professor says, reassuring Katsuro and then the two patrollers. "I'll... uh, be going yes."
He's feeling around in his mouth, "Huzzah! I lost an incisor. Now I can replace it with a micro-cabinet."
Gnomes.
Katsuro acks as the Arvek show up, he says quickly, "Oh, it's all resolved now. That gnome over there," he points in the direction the gnome fled in, "had a magical accident, but it's fixed for now." To Mercy, he says, sotto voce, "The Advventurers' Guild will sometimes reward people if they help out in emergencies."
Mercy nods at the whisper and whispers back although unsure why. "Where is this 'Adventurer's Guild'?"
The hobgoblins stare sternly at everyone, as if willing the truth to materialize. When nothing contradictory does, the other one says, "Good. Carry on then." The two walk off.
Leaving behind a sparkly mess, and a bit of a stink.
Combatty Stuff
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| Name | Race | Class | CHP | HP | AC/FF/T |CMD |For |Ref |Wil |
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|Katsuro |HUMAN |Rog | 3 | 14 |16/12/14 | 18 | 1 | 7 | 1 |
|Mercy |HUMAN |Inq | 12 | 12 |13/10/13 | 14 | 3 | 3 | 6 |
|Wu |HUMAN |Ftr | 4 | 19 |18/15/13 | 17 | 5 | 3 | 2 |
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23 Quickling
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22 Mercy 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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15 Katsuro 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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11 Wu 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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8 Tooth Fairies
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Dramatis Personae
Wu
Standing tall despite his advancing age, this man reaches roughly five and a half feet in height. The years tell true on the Xian man's face and hair. His face lined with crows feet and the start of more serrious wrinkles while his once black hair is more salt then pepper. His eyes are dark in color, black or brown but it is difficult to tell which as the surface of his eyes are blocked by cataracts and one eye drifts out of center down and to the side.
He wears a old but servicable chain shirt that falls over rugged black pants tucked into black leather boots. Kitted out as if off to adventure or to war he has a wide weapons belt with two daggers and a long blade on his side. A buckler is strapped to his left arm and over his shoulders are both his pack and a heavy crossbow that's seen lots of love and attention. A quiver hangs from the right side of his belt.
Katsuro
Katsuro is a short human of Xian descent in his early twenties. He's got tanned skin, with dark hair cut short and dark eyes, with thin eyebrows that arch. His build is pretty sturdy, with thick arms and strong legs, and he has a graceful stride, like a dancer.
He's currently wearing a plain tunic and breeches in neutral brown, with thin black slippers. The tunic is drawn up and closed up to his throat, the breeches are drawn around his ankles and puff out a bit to his knees. Over the tunic and breeches is a boiled leather cuirass dyed dull black. A thick belt around his waist boasts dull metal studs, and from it hangs a short sword, with a well-made scabbard in the Xian style. A backpack on his back has a few items in it, and a dark blue cloak hangs down his back to his knees. It's voluminous, and he could wrap it around him if he desired.
Mercy
Black and Sliver, or maybe Platinum? That’s your first impression, from floppy brimmed and plumed hat to thigh high black boots. This white-blonde Aesir woman is dressed rather flamboyantly. Ice blue eyes can be piercing or laughing, depending on her mood, but they are surrounded by smile crinkles. Her outfit does little to hide her womanly curves, although she is short and slight for an Aesir. Hands have the callouses of both sword work and a sailing ship’s ropes. She is armoured in a silver-washed chainmail shirt that descends to just above the tops of her black and white metal buckled thigh high boots. The shirt is covered by a black tabard in front and a black cap in the back. Both are centred with a dragon embroidered with white metallic thread. A light repeating crossbow crosses her back, a longsword graces her right hip, while daggers are sheathed in her boot tops and left hip.