tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681509622212079331.post7279262762380937677..comments2023-05-09T17:43:00.019+02:00Comments on The City of Iron: Slippy's adventuring log -- in memorium of a near TPKGavin Normanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12362875699031245377noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681509622212079331.post-28765081284697281632011-11-06T21:32:37.048+01:002011-11-06T21:32:37.048+01:00Well, this is what the omnipotent eye of the Dunge...Well, this is what the omnipotent eye of the Dungeon Master observed that day...<br /><br />Slippy's tale is reasonably accurate up until the point where he fell asleep. The sudden sleepiness was (clearly) due to Hjalhir casting a sleep spell, targeted on the gnolls, but affecting enough hit dice that Slippy was in range as well. (Slippy didn't mention this in his recounting to the villagers, knowing that they hate witches and magic-users with a passion.) So the gnoll started dragging the ratman off to somewhere safe to snack on. Being dragged along by the arm soon woke Slippy up, but he pretended to remain asleep, saw that all his companions were now paralysed, and waited for an opportune moment to escape. After succeeding a DEX roll to suddenly break away from the gnoll's grip, he basically ran out of the caverns as fast as he could, dropping various pieces of equipment along the way until he reached full 120' per round speed and could outrun his pursuers.<br /><br />Sorry for telling the "less heroic" version of the story Slippy... however, you can be assured that your reputation in Lembde is forever safe -- they don't have internet access in the chasm (barbarians, I know).Gavin Normanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12362875699031245377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681509622212079331.post-3715509393436734332011-11-04T13:27:50.855+01:002011-11-04T13:27:50.855+01:00P.S What really happened? Not that I'm thinkin...P.S What really happened? Not that I'm thinking Slippy is lying about the events listed in that last paragraph or anything....Dangerous Brianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11494853825931603065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681509622212079331.post-60542545819763772842011-11-04T13:26:05.871+01:002011-11-04T13:26:05.871+01:00As Akodo once said: "Sometimes running requir...As Akodo once said: "Sometimes running requires the greater courage."Dangerous Brianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11494853825931603065noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681509622212079331.post-84702876586381427342011-11-04T10:40:19.299+01:002011-11-04T10:40:19.299+01:00I shall raise a glass in memory of such noble mapp...I shall raise a glass in memory of such noble mappers.Simon Forsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01243845335993440168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-681509622212079331.post-44573525224284080652011-11-04T09:31:55.545+01:002011-11-04T09:31:55.545+01:00Damn that d30 carousing table, I will go to my gra...Damn that d30 carousing table, I will go to my grave with the epitaph "the drunken fool of Dregg" - Deepingyodainberlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17971422734586882407noreply@blogger.com