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Flames coated the sky, turning the once beautiful blue sunlit day into a reddish glow. The noon sun was beating down onto the village even as screams of pain.. Screams of terror came from the city located in Badarian on the borders of Croalia, so temptingly close to the orcs to invade. There were three unique individuals through who were not in town as this invasion happened.. But these three were all out of the town for reasons known to them. Still their town, the ones that each had come to reside in for different reasons, was now burning with orcs rampaging through. They were actively destroying the town itself! An unusual occurrence for the orcs especially with how the orcs had captured the elven towns and used them for their own.
For one of these three unique individuals, one was waking up lying in a furrow in the ground outside of the town. A pounding headache was coursing inside of Drunkman (TM) head even as he heard the raucous calls being shouted across the air. His hangover headache increased more so, especially when his bleary eyes saw an orc running towards him, a club raised to bash his head in. Luckily for Drunkman (TM) , he was used to things like this and only felt a bigger bump on his noggin. Now Drunkman (TM) could feel his pounding headache along with that bruising of a club to his forehead. He wasn't unconscious and that orc, figuring that one good blow to his noggin must have knocked him unconscious had moved onwards.
For Henrietta and Amelia, the day had been going well. These two girls had met up outside of town, one to pick flowers, and the other rounding up sheep and bringing them closer to town to get their fluff shaved and sold for money. While for the other who was picking flowers, it had become a competition of a sorts for Henrietta versus Amelia's sheep. To see if the red clothed girl could pick the succulent flowers quicker before the sheep ate them. But during the course of the day, they had found a man lying in a furrow of the ground, looking like a serious drunk if by the empty bottles of rum and whiskey by him signified anything. What a drunk was doing out here would never be known. But the time they had found him, it was at noon time. Having moved a bit away from him, and seeing that it was lunch time it would be a possibly great time to head back to town for both girls. One with her bounty of flowers, the other with her grazing sheep and their fluffy exteriors. But the duo heard a terrifying noise!
“Sheeps! An slaves!” Screamed a green tinted muscular orc! He held a shield on one arm and a thick looking club in the other. This call had the unfortunate affect of waking the sleeping man in the furrow, the first one to be targeted by the orc as he slammed his club into the Drunkman (TM). The two girls were both in sight of the orc and Amelia could hear her sheep scattering from the screaming Orc. He had come from the direction of the town and the duo now noticed black smoke coming from where he appeared.
(Ignoring any reasons as to why they didn't notice before consider it being blocked by trees and them thinking it was smelters from the factories. But there is a ton more smoke then usual and not all of it is white.
Locations
GM Cheat Sheets for the trio
For one of these three unique individuals, one was waking up lying in a furrow in the ground outside of the town. A pounding headache was coursing inside of Drunkman (TM) head even as he heard the raucous calls being shouted across the air. His hangover headache increased more so, especially when his bleary eyes saw an orc running towards him, a club raised to bash his head in. Luckily for Drunkman (TM) , he was used to things like this and only felt a bigger bump on his noggin. Now Drunkman (TM) could feel his pounding headache along with that bruising of a club to his forehead. He wasn't unconscious and that orc, figuring that one good blow to his noggin must have knocked him unconscious had moved onwards.
For Henrietta and Amelia, the day had been going well. These two girls had met up outside of town, one to pick flowers, and the other rounding up sheep and bringing them closer to town to get their fluff shaved and sold for money. While for the other who was picking flowers, it had become a competition of a sorts for Henrietta versus Amelia's sheep. To see if the red clothed girl could pick the succulent flowers quicker before the sheep ate them. But during the course of the day, they had found a man lying in a furrow of the ground, looking like a serious drunk if by the empty bottles of rum and whiskey by him signified anything. What a drunk was doing out here would never be known. But the time they had found him, it was at noon time. Having moved a bit away from him, and seeing that it was lunch time it would be a possibly great time to head back to town for both girls. One with her bounty of flowers, the other with her grazing sheep and their fluffy exteriors. But the duo heard a terrifying noise!
“Sheeps! An slaves!” Screamed a green tinted muscular orc! He held a shield on one arm and a thick looking club in the other. This call had the unfortunate affect of waking the sleeping man in the furrow, the first one to be targeted by the orc as he slammed his club into the Drunkman (TM). The two girls were both in sight of the orc and Amelia could hear her sheep scattering from the screaming Orc. He had come from the direction of the town and the duo now noticed black smoke coming from where he appeared.
(Ignoring any reasons as to why they didn't notice before consider it being blocked by trees and them thinking it was smelters from the factories. But there is a ton more smoke then usual and not all of it is white.
Locations
Drunkman (TM) is laying in a furrow with a half empty bottle of whiskey along with his supplies on his belt and back. The orc is behind him and 20 feet from the girls.
Amelia is close to Henrietta and is 20 feet from the orc and Drunkman (TM).
Henrietta is standing close by to Amelia with a wicket basket full of flowers freshly plucked.
Amelia is close to Henrietta and is 20 feet from the orc and Drunkman (TM).
Henrietta is standing close by to Amelia with a wicket basket full of flowers freshly plucked.
GM Cheat Sheets for the trio
Henrietta Brown
Amelia Sheppard
Thulmer Drunkman (TM)
Body: 16 Mind: 12 Spirit: 22
HP: 33 PP: 51 EP: 66
Speed: 13 Dodge: 35 Av: 1 Resistance: 19 Perception: 23 Stealth: 13 Grapple:16
Unarmed Attack 2d4 + 4 dmg
Accuracy Attack: 1d20 + 16
Strong Willed: +12 To Resisting Mind Control (Charmed, Horny, Dominated)
Status: As Fine as She can be in these circumstances
HP: 33 PP: 51 EP: 66
Speed: 13 Dodge: 35 Av: 1 Resistance: 19 Perception: 23 Stealth: 13 Grapple:16
Unarmed Attack 2d4 + 4 dmg
Accuracy Attack: 1d20 + 16
Strong Willed: +12 To Resisting Mind Control (Charmed, Horny, Dominated)
Status: As Fine as She can be in these circumstances
Amelia Sheppard
Body: 24 Mind: 14 Spirit: 12
HP: 57 PP: 32 EP: 31 EP Ceiling: 6
Speed: 23 Dodge: 25 Armor: 6 Resistance: 20 Perception: 23 Stealth: 15 Grapple: 36
Sheep Cane Attack 4d5 - 4 + 12
Unarmed Attack 2d4 + 6
Accuracy Attack: 1d20 + 24
Status: As Fine as she can be in these circumstances
HP: 57 PP: 32 EP: 31 EP Ceiling: 6
Speed: 23 Dodge: 25 Armor: 6 Resistance: 20 Perception: 23 Stealth: 15 Grapple: 36
Sheep Cane Attack 4d5 - 4 + 12
Unarmed Attack 2d4 + 6
Accuracy Attack: 1d20 + 24
Status: As Fine as she can be in these circumstances
Thulmer Drunkman (TM)
Body: 22 Mind: 12 Spirit: 16
HP: 50 PP: 31 EP: 63 EP Ceiling: 12
Speed: 7 Dodge: 25 Armor: 11 Resistance: 11 Perception: 15 Stealth: 15 Grapple: 22
Flask/Bottles of Liquor Attack 2d4 + 2 + 11
Unarmed Attack (Superior) 1d8 + 2 + 11
Accuracy Attack: 1d20 + 22
Status: Drunk (Duh Not like an apocalypse is gonna keep you from this)
HP: 50 PP: 31 EP: 63 EP Ceiling: 12
Speed: 7 Dodge: 25 Armor: 11 Resistance: 11 Perception: 15 Stealth: 15 Grapple: 22
Flask/Bottles of Liquor Attack 2d4 + 2 + 11
Unarmed Attack (Superior) 1d8 + 2 + 11
Accuracy Attack: 1d20 + 22
Status: Drunk (Duh Not like an apocalypse is gonna keep you from this)
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