Not to let Daves double booking and Simons need for last minute interview preparations get in the way of a good time Me, Giles and Leigh went to Giles's friend, Dan's, place. If you ever wondered where the nice one person flats are in Plymouth I'll show you:
Seriously its a pretty sweet pad! Complete with PS3, Xbox360 and Nintendo Wii. Though he didn't have any furniture except a beam bag and some square squishy leather things. It seemed like a pretty new place so I think he just ahsn't got round to that yet.
Ehem, slightly went off track there. Once we'd gotten over the crushing disappointment of Dave, Simon and Tim nto being able to join us we decided that Dave and Simons characters had been captured due to their sutpidity and Dan played a random ranger that had gotten drunk the night before so was late for our mission.
If you remember what happened last time you may remember that I threatened firey death. And I came through with this threat setting the orc on fire and getting sweet, sweet experience. Though disappointingly they were only gathered around a chect containing some supplies. Very anti climatic right?
Soldiering on we found a cage smelling very rancid containing dead bodies and an alive dwarf. Seeing us dashing hero's he jumped for joy and asked for our assistance. Well actually I don't think he asked. I'm pretty sure we were just told to take the hammer off the wall and smash the cell lock. Pretty rude dwarf. But thats ok cause Leigh was no better. They say that absolute power corrupts absolutly and for Leigh that seems to be true. He doesn't even have absolute power but he's still being corrupted by the ability to pretty much kill all things currently living and some that aren't. Thinking that the hammer could be a better weapon he proposed to take the hammer and kill the dwarf. Not just leave him in the cage, but kill him. Thankfully Giles made it clear to Leigh that his current weapons were better so he just let him out and gave him over the weapon.
Who is this dwarf? Some complicated fantasy name, didn't really catch it, but I did catch the part about him being able to make kick ass weapons and armour! Wooh! But only if we get him to his forge. Figures these things will come with a catch. So we again carried on our quest through the dwarf "strong"hold.
The next floor was pretty small only having a single room of interest housing a room of orcs. In dwarf ladies clothing. Yes, crossdressing orcs. Cross species and gender. Time for burning right? Wrong. Leigh sucks. Instead of burning them alive he decided to intimidate them so they run away, taking away my experience and making me have an increasing dislike of werewolves.
The next room started badly and didn't get much better for me. The next room started with a river crossing. Which I failed and fell down a water fall. And hurt myself. But its ok there are a group of orcs around a fire, time for some hearty killing and experience =D. Well I got the experience but the killing didn't go so well for me. With my weapons and there armour class all I needed to do was roll a 10 or above, easy right? Yes, yes it is as long as you don't have my luck at dice rolling. Maybe it was because I started each go with "Greenflame!" and proceeded to roll a 2 or 4 or 1. The moment I didn't state this I rolled a 19. I should take Leigh's tactic of not anouncing what he's doing untill he's rolling damage dice.
Now while my dice rolling was atrocious Leigh didn't have this problem. I don't mean his luck but due to being a werewolf fighter he gets a +17 attack each go. He needed a 1 to beat the orcs armour class. Then he says things like "Am I the only one who's killed anything?" well if your over powered, yeah your going to kill things. Jerk. Though Leigh has taught me something; don't let people be werewolves in D+D. He says he'll probably end up getting crap in later levels while my spells will become more kick ass but he'll probably also get kick ass skills so I doubt he'll ever become unpowerful.
Though I had an inability to roll I did not die. Hell I didn't even get hit untill the second to last turn. Not due to kick ass armour or saving throws but because Giles was controlling the wizard and used a spell that made everyone fall down. This means two things: 1; They couldn't hurt me and 2; I couldn't hit a lifeless body. Brilliant. "Not to worry" I thought "the next battle will be better." Foolish Gensai.
In the next floor we came to a massive hall held up by massive stone pillars with a throne at the end. Or so Giles told us. He hadn't drawn up this part of the dungeon yet so we had to go on discriptions. Though the battle grid I brought came in handy. In this room were four more orcs eating diner. Those bastards! Eating! Die!
This was easier said then done because while Giles used the same kick ass move to knock them all down I still couldn't get over 10 on my dice rolls. Good when they were knocked on concious not so good when they weren't. And everybody else was attacking two orcs that had 1 hp each. And one of the orcs weren't orcs but a . With a spiked chain. That attacked everyone around him. And hurt lots. And when everyoen stopped fighting things with 1 hp did Leigh atatck the dangerous dude? Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. He attacked an orc that I'd been beaten on while unconcious and with very little hp instead. I personally hold Leigh responsible for my death. Stupid Leigh. Yes I died, but don't worry I got better. Thankfully I rolled a 16 to get back up and get the experience and loot.
Healing myself all better we went to one of the four other rooms to find the forge! Yay! Kick ass weapons and armour! But no. And if any of you thought we'd get kick ass weapons and armour as soon as we got the dwarf to the forge hasn't played an RPG. Of course his forge had been ran sacked off all materials. Damn stupid RPG conventions of having to work for everything you get. Probably just going to be shiny scale mail and a knife anyways.
With that disappointment we ended the session and went our seperate ways. Overall I hate die, werewolves and Leigh.
Before Sunday was Saturday and that meant I had friends! Yes actual friends =D. We did all sorts of things like play football, not play football, drink, not drink, dance and not dance. It was wonderful. Though on sunday I found another ball we could have used. Sorry =(.
Also if it snows in Plymouth, and I mean really snows, as in snows during the night AND day AND sets. If it does this I owe the first person to remind me of this sentance a fiver.
