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CMP

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  1. "Perhaps you would walk easier if I parted you from that heavy-looking shield, too?"
  2. The gnomes barely even pay attention the party's words. "H-H-Humans? Here?" "Come to finish us off, eh? Surprised they have the knowledge to speak!" "Ooh, can I sell you something? Do humans have bigger coins, too?" "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea..." "Pos-?" "QUIET!" The gnome with the epaulets and the enormous hat walks forward, raising his hands for silence. "Now, it's clear that they're nothing like we anticipated, yes. But I assure you, Zylstra will not come under any threat of human attack. To ensure the security of our humble city, perhaps these humans could lay down their arms as a show of amiability? We could accept them as visitors, like any folk, given they are prepared to make some small show of passiveness? " The citizens all look at eachother, muttering quietly, obviously waiting for some kind of response from the heroes as they discussed this strange turn of events.
  3. The party squeezes through the rather short door into the giant mushroom. The inside is dimly lit by small, glowing fungi, at least half a dozen gnomes are packed tight. Wally is standing up on a crate, looking excited. "-and they're not violent or anything, just, well, kinda annoying, but they're even bigger than they say, and-" "Wait! There they are!! HUMANS!!!" The crowd whirls around to face the party. Several scream, others just stare in horror. The heroes are blocking the only exit. The air is thick with tension and the scent of mushrooms and liquor. What will the party do?
  4. Yeah, it's a cool twist.
  5. I don't think Cronk's stupid. A little naive, maybe, but he's not unintelligent.
  6. "Thought I'd take a stab at tryin' to deflate that massive ego of yours. S'pose that brief bout of drunkenness just ended..." He flicked another kernel of corn across the table to McCafferey, slinging the now-spotless Pheles Rod across his back. But he'd have to get rid of most of these weapons and shield soon enough. Even with his newfound strength thanks to the weapon and its influence, wasn't worth lugging around so many unused blades.
  7. Atramor stared through Althior a moment before shaking his head, taking a sip of rum, and returning to cleaning his weapons. "Just quit actin' like a megablock, let them figure out for themselves how things work. The hell do you care, anyway?"
  8. It, too, is locked.
  9. "Knowledge of what? Slaying dragons and armies, then getting mugged to death in an alleyway by a bunch of thugs, or picking up the easiest elf in Heroica before losing her to your unhinged apprentice?" remarked Atramor from a few tables away. He was in the middle of scrubbing the rat gore off the Pheles Rod, and getting thoroughly sick of the idiots that were arguing for what seemed to be hours on end.
  10. The brown house, when checked, appears to be locked.
  11. The Inconceivable Carletta Emilia Benita Lucia Cecilia Maria Giuliana Roberta Consuela Rosalina Margarita Puerta will vote: Esther Thompson (Esurient). She is pleased to know Esther has stopped flailing and pointing fingers every which direction, but disappointed she wants to play these silly games instead.
  12. I said if you were Rogue, in which case it'd be 230 gold per Mug, not counting elemental bonuses, not to mention you'd probably get two or three due to Smelling Salts and Dancing Shoes. That's all.
  13. Mead/Nostrum/Smelling Salts Rogue isn't?
  14. "Ah, I see. Yes, the Baron's always telling us that the humans are a bunch of bloodthirsty barbarians with nothing better to do than kill eachother over trivial things like land and money...maybe he was kinda right!" Wally and Rodney just stared. The former scribbled as the wizened monk spoke. "....Open.....arms.....yet....highly.....judgmental....of.....non-humans.....thanks, mister!" "No offense to you old man, but I'd rather my face be rocky as a cliffside than as wrinkled as a roasted rat's megablocks." "Dude, be careful!! These guys are armed. And they probably have the intelligence to use weapons..." "Bah, whatever. Get enough of the cold shoulder from a lotta folks in town." "We'll head back with you! You know, make sure you're not killed on sight and stuff." The duo follows the party as they do the same to Sylph. The druid leads them almost straight up north, and is surprised to find a long tunnel... ....that opens up straight to one of the strangest things the party has ever seen. The 'city' seemed to be built inside some sort of sewer cistern. Bridges were set up to cross the murky water in several areas, but there were only three buildings - one made of fine stone, one of mud bricks, and one looked to be a door carved into a giant mushroom. "Here we are! Welcome to Zylstra. Mind the mushroom growth." Wally takes off for the giant mushroom, Rodney desperately trying to keep up the pace with his rocky bulk. The party is left to their own devices. What will they do?
  15. Wally scribbles down everything he can. "Great! So....humans are an over-populous race, where eligibility is determined by wealth, and mating is an embarrassing ordeal...so your whole race lives in relative harmony, and everyone is rich and humble? Genius! Oh, Zylstra's pretty much a straight shot north from here, by the way."
  16. "Oh, we use coins too, but you could probably talk her into trading. No, not really, unless you want to give a detailed description of human mating habits? That section is shamefully empty..."
  17. "Scavenging! You humans are messy people. You'd amazed what kind of stuff you throw down here. Shelby sells most of the things I find. You might be interested. You do know how consumerism works, right...?" "I don't know if we should be bringing 'em back to Zylstra, Wally...humans may not be as big, ugly, or stupid as they say, but they could still be as deceiving....err, no offense."
  18. "Oh. Well, sorry, don't know any Posco."
  19. "So they have names, too...mine's Wally." "Call me Rodney. " "Wait...Zylstra? Oh, man...you're scouting us out....oh, jeez, don't tell me you're part of the invasion force?!"
  20. Alas that the standards of humankind to these people are to be set by a group of Heroicans...
  21. Sylph calls back to the party a few moments later. The two figures watched (in shock to one, in awe to the other) as the heroes materialized in the darkness. "I knew it! I told you! Humans travel in packs of four to seven to maintain their cohesiveness as part of the herd, while small enough to avoid detection by larger predators!" The figure takes out a notebook and starts scribbling in it. "...Speak....english......intelligence....roughly....on....par...with...ours......pack behavior....confirmed. " "Some of 'em are covered in armor." "Don't be stupid. Those are their natural bone plate exoskeletons. The other ones are just mimicking our appearance. I told you they were shapeshifters!"
  22. Sylph slips off. Say that five times fast.
  23. Ah, right. Forgot how much you guys like to split the damn party.
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