Topic: FFAGS: The Beer of Iatnerb (Read 6566 times)

Brentai · « **Reply #20 on:** July 09, 2008, 07:50:20 AM »

Mr. Sheep eats the grass. It heals his injuries. Yes, this FFAGS works like a video game, again.

Gawain Larch: [Following Mr. Sheep] 1d20 for Luck to keep up with Mr. Sheep. (You have 10 Luck.)
Mr. Sheep: [No Action]
King Ratzen: [No Action]

Kazz · « **Reply #21 on:** July 09, 2008, 08:46:22 AM »

Mr. Sheep is horrified at the sudden lack of grass. He stands still, bleating as loudly as possible.

Brentai · « **Reply #22 on:** July 09, 2008, 08:58:15 AM »

Mr. Sheep does that.

Gawain Larch: [Following Mr. Sheep] 1d20 for Luck to keep up with Mr. Sheep. (You have 10 Luck.)
Mr. Sheep: [No Action]
King Ratzen: [No Action]

Guild · « **Reply #23 on:** July 09, 2008, 09:41:10 AM »

Gawain sees Mr. Sheep land on the ground and gleefully begins to hop from rock to rock, singing an elven whoring song, the lyrics to which he does not comprehend. "Zubatam al' rapidash, squanky tra la la! Portabello fal'ga'nar, beedle dwaddle gnaw!"

Spending 10 luck to follow Mr. Sheep.

Gawain has:
70 Archery
10 Courage
10 Belief

Brentai · « **Reply #24 on:** July 09, 2008, 10:22:25 AM »

Gawain rolls a 6. SUCCESS

Gawain succeeds in following Mr. Sheep's path downward exactly, and as such lands roughly on the bottom of the void. He sustains medium injuries due to his absence of wool.

A travelling beer merchant wanders by Mr. Sheep and Gawain, pulling his cart full of beer and singing a elven whoring song. A different one from Gawain's, as the elves have literally millions of whoring songs, due to all the whoring that elves do. Whores.

Ratzen is outside the tavern, staring blankly into space. The adventurer wanders outside, regards him for a moment, shrugs, and then goes back in for another Sheep Whiskey.

Gawain Larch: [No Action] -INJURED-
Mr. Sheep: [No Action]
King Ratzen: [No Action]

Kazz · « **Reply #25 on:** July 09, 2008, 11:04:34 AM »

Terrified that people are falling from the sky, Mr. Sheep runs away from Gawain.

Guild · « **Reply #26 on:** July 09, 2008, 11:12:05 AM »

Gawain begins to cry like the big manboy that he is. "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ah ah. *breathe* Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ah ah ah. *breathe* Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ah ah iwannmydaddy-y-y! *breathe* Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ah ah ah. *breathe* Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah ah ah-" Gawain looks at the beer vendor with tears in his eyes.

Pathetically seeking help in a childish manner from a total stranger.

Gawain has:
70 Archery
10 Courage
10 Belief

Brentai · « **Reply #27 on:** July 09, 2008, 01:46:32 PM »

Mr. Sheep is now darting in a direction completely not where Gawain is. As he does, he somehow notices somewhere in his terrified sheep mind that he is slowly ascending; it seems that the bottom of the void is not actually flat, but rather a large sort of bowl shape.

The beer vendor looks at Gawain with a blank expression. "Eeeeeeeh," he says, "Ye wanna beer, mate?"

Gawain Larch: [No Action] -INJURED-
Mr. Sheep: [No Action]
King Ratzen: [No Action]

Guild · « **Reply #28 on:** July 09, 2008, 04:24:09 PM »

Gawain sniffs and shakes his head no. He tries to stand up to search for his fearless leader.

Testing to see if he can walk.

Gawain has:
70 Archery
10 Courage
10 Belief

Brentai · « **Reply #29 on:** July 09, 2008, 04:48:42 PM »

Gawain stands out and starts searching for his fearless leader. By which he probably means King Ratzen.

"Yer little wifey theah took off tha' way," says the beer merchant, pointing in the direction Mr. Sheep ran, which is where the bottom of the void starts curving upwards to meet where the rock with the little house is.

Well, it's better than nothing.

Gawain Larch: [No Action] -INJURED-
Mr. Sheep: [No Action]
King Ratzen: [No Action]

Guild · « **Reply #30 on:** July 09, 2008, 05:22:43 PM »

Gawain meant Mr. Sheep. He sniffs again and hobbles after his fearless leader.

Looking for Mr. Sheep.

Gawain has:
70 Archery
10 Courage
10 Belief

Kazz · « **Reply #31 on:** July 09, 2008, 07:06:24 PM »

Mr. Sheep does not want to go any higher than he absolutely has to, so he instinctively turns around and attempts to head to the absolute lowest point in the bowl-shaped valley. This probably takes a lot of wandering.

Niku · « **Reply #32 on:** July 09, 2008, 07:09:26 PM »

i roll to finally realize that iatnerb is brentai backwards

i succeed

Brentai · « **Reply #33 on:** July 09, 2008, 07:27:11 PM »

Gawain, having no luck at all, heads in the general direction that the beer merchant pointed him towards, but fails to find Mr. Sheep. Instead he somehow finds himself in front of the little house. This is apparently a very unfortunate circumstance. The unmistakable smell of female sheep emanates from inside the house.

Mr. Sheep attempts to find his way to the absolute lowest point in the bowl-shaped void. It's actually not that hard to find the bottom of a bowl, but it gets trickier at this size. Still, Mr. Sheep's natural instincts do come in handy here.

Gawain Larch: [No Action] -INJURED-
Mr. Sheep: [Looking for the bottom of the void] 1d6 for Cowardice (You have 99 Cowardice)
King Ratzen: [No Action]

Kazz · « **Reply #34 on:** July 09, 2008, 07:37:27 PM »

Five cowardice!

Brentai · « **Reply #35 on:** July 09, 2008, 07:51:50 PM »

Mr. Sheep rolls a 3. SUCCESS

Using his natural acrophobic instincts, Mr. Sheep finds himself at the very bitty-bottom of the void. There is a little rubber stopper buried into the, er, "ground" here.

Gawain Larch: [No Action] -INJURED-
Mr. Sheep: [No Action]
King Ratzen: [No Action]

Detonator · « **Reply #36 on:** July 09, 2008, 08:18:18 PM »

King Ratzen is confused. Usually waiting outside a tavern would cause a series of misfortunes to fall upon him until whatever caused it was killed and some priceless artifact was recovered. Perhaps the fates were waiting on him this time, but he could not be sure.

Ratzen then notices that he is floating in some sort of void. "Hm. That's new."

Brentai · « **Reply #37 on:** July 09, 2008, 08:30:40 PM »

Suddenly, a gigantic fat lady bursts out of the little house. Literally bursts out of it. She's that huge. And she smells like sheep.

I told you being there was unfortunate. She eyes Gawain hungrily. A minifridge which somehow survived the destruction of the house sits uncomfortably between her enormous feet.

Gawain Larch: [No Action] -INJURED-
Mr. Sheep: [No Action]
King Ratzen: [No Action]

Guild · « **Reply #38 on:** July 09, 2008, 09:21:07 PM »

Gawain unholsters his bow and eyes the fat woman suspiciously. "I say, that was rather a not very nice thing to do to that smelly house! Er... would you happen to know where my fearless leader has gone? He's about yea tall and has white fur all over and these two fierce horns... we're on a quest to find the Beer of Iatnerb! ...also do you have any bandaids? I'm rather a bit injured and I can't seem to get any help with this broken earlobe and shattered knee. Are you my mother?" He continues to eye the fat woman suspicously, nocking an arrow and aiming for her eye in case she intends to eat him.

Rambling to a supernaturally fat woman.

Gawain has:
70 Archery
10 Courage
10 Belief

Kazz · « **Reply #39 on:** July 09, 2008, 10:04:09 PM »

Quote from: Change it to Brentai on July 09, 2008, 07:51:50 PM

Using his natural acrophobic instincts, Mr. Sheep finds himself at the very bitty-bottom of the void. There is a little rubber stopper buried into the, er, "ground" here.

Mr. Sheep attempts to eat the stopper.

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