{With some very good luck rolls and two exceptionally stupid-but-entertaining moves, the next two seconds play out as follows.}
A yelp or a yowl erupts from the shape that leaps towards L'wisz (How DOES one pronounce that?) which almost misses the little engineer, scraping his right thigh for 2 points of Owie. (This will require at least one large Curad.) The L'wisz-attacking shape didn't miss its comrade, who/which it bumped in mid-air, causing it to make a clear miss of Emma, whose snarling could be mistaken for one of the cats. Emma actually slashed at the attacking figure, though her nails only make a clinking noise as they scraped the side of the onyx beast.
There was a bright light, an explosion, and a rain of cat guts. LARGE cat guts. And there is one dead creature at the feet of Eolthala's riding "horse" with a slender arrow sticking through its maw.
And Herr Doktor, cries out something in a germanic tongue, then collapses.
{Everyone make a roll on nausea, which we'll call a LvL 1 SR on CON, save for Eolthala. As a native, she's smelled these guts before. A successful save means you don't throw up.
{Herr Doktor, give us a LvL 1 SR on IQ, a LvL 1 SR on STR, as well as the above-mentioned LvL 1 SR on CON. A success on STR means you get to wake up. A success on IQ means you deduce what happened.}
And Eolthala screams out in shock: "THEY'VE TAKEN GRANDFATHER!!!"
Von Kramm has some luck on his SRs
ReplyDeleteIQ 18 rolled 2,3 = 24
CN 19 rolled 3,5 = 27
ST 15 rolled 1,6 = 22
Made all three !!!
Herr Doktor desperately wishes his laser eye was working. He can blind a foe with it's cutting beam. Does his cyber arm work yet?
He is ready to throw himself in harm's way to protect Eothala.
CON roll 9 (4,5)
ReplyDeleteCurrent CON = 14 (lost 2 points from cat scratch) Success at L1.