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The Gold Road Bebop

>Traveling merchant Tristan Spade is requesting two faithful adventurers to see him safely north along Gold Road to his home town of Divinport. There are many dangers along a road said to be paved by gold, that and of coarse the blood of travelers.

Tristan Spade is a gristly old man with a full auburn beard, and a white scar crossing over his left eye. He is garbed normally as though he made dangerous trips like this daily, a rough leather coat and pants, with two daggers sheathed along his belt. For a moment he seems to glare at you before recognizing you as the adventurers he had hired and gestures for you to join him. With a nod to each of you he says in a deep scruffy voice, "Greetings Naka Naka, and Pursian. You two are the only adventurers that responded to my flier in the tavern? Well, I hoped for something more but you two will have to do..." Leading them to the cart he begins fumbling with a set of keys giving you time to examine it. It stands about three feet taller than Tristan, reinforced along every seam with dark metal bands. The door in the back was large enough to accommodate Nuku's and Perrian's respective heights but the slightly taller Tristan would have to duck to enter. Finally getting frustrated Tristan slams back a wooden slide while putting away his keys and you see three metal bars on the top of the rear door. Gesturing for the two adventurers to gaze inside Tristan steps away toward the front of the cart mumbling something about a time schedule. Inside you're able to make out older and newer styles of boxes and crates but your view is hampered by the sheer number of them. A few are labeled things like "Tomatoes, Pickles, Jelly" while other have long since had there labels worn away. From the front of the cart you can hear Tristan yell in a rough tone for you to get a move on and you both progress to the front to join him. As the two giant rams pulling the cart get anxious you quicken your pace taking a seat on either side of Tristan shooting each other a questioning glance behind his back. After a few moments of silence Tristan asks both of you about your professions and how you came to Miyr.

((Please post your character stats in your first post. Include the items your character is bringing into the dungeon, and a copy of your character's current stats along with the item effects already added. Then we can get this quest underway. mrgreen ))

This is a test dungeon for the following people:

> Nukunuku with Current Stats:
Character name: nukunuku (37) Shopkeeper, Tournament Leader, Tournament Champion
Attack: 5
Defense: 0
Combat Dice: 1d12 (4)
Magic: 4
Life: 25 (5) 30 (6)
Equip: 4
Abilities: Fury (4), Tamer+ x1 (1), Tamer x4 (4), Pet Control (3), Pet Friend (3)
Items: Rage Amulet, Seal Charm, Spirit Bracer(c 10/10)
Goblin War Dog Token [Die c 1/1]
Spells: Energy Burst, Living Mist
Actions: Smash, Pounce, Stunning Blow, Call Mist, Chi Cannon, Shield Bash

~Pets~

Elaine: [8] attack: 0 (1), defense: 0, combat: 0, magic: 0 (1), life: 5(1) 10(2), Equip: 7, Actions: none; Spells: Call Spirit Animal; Items: Scythe, Dagger, Apprentice Amulet, Seal Charm, Spirit Bracer (c 10/10)

Ether Bot, Blaze: [2] attack 0, defense 0, combat 0, life 5(1) magic: 1, Equip: 0;
Actions: Power Up, Stunning Blow; Spells: Frost

Attack Bot, Lance: [2] attack 1, defense 0, combat 0, life 5(1) magic: 0, Equip: 0, Action: Pounce, Punch

> Perrian with Current Stats:
Character name: Perrian [34] Servant of Shiva, Dragonsbane
Attack: 0
Defense: 0
Combat Dice: none
Magic: 3
Life: 40 [8]
Equip: 7
Abilities: Fast Caster (4), Heal (3), Angelic Sacrifice (3)
Summoner (5): Luljeta: A: 0 D: 0 C: 0 M: 0 L: 30 (6) E: 0 Heal x2, angel's touch x3
Items: Angel's Mark *Blessed*, Angelic Staff *Blessed*, Purification Dart *Blessed*, Goblin Patroller Token, Health potion x2
Spells: Counter-spell, Heal, Lesser Mana Shield, Taser Bolt
Actions: Blessed Thief, Pounce, Stunning Blow, Taunt

Organization: The Angelic Choir

*Angelic Pact--Automatically lose 1 HP per round of combat. For every round of combat where you inflict any type of damage, you lose 5 HP.
*Angelic Ties--Whenever you use any Action, Ability or Spell to Heal another, you regenerate 1 HP. Standard regeneration works normally, however.

Character name: nukunuku (37) Shopkeeper, Tournament Leader, Tournament Champion
Attack: 5
Defense: 0
Combat Dice: 1d12 (4)
Magic: 4
Life: 25 (5) 30 (6)
Equip: 4
Abilities: Fury (4), Tamer+ x1 (1), Tamer x4 (4), Pet Control (3), Pet Friend (3)
Items: Rage Amulet, Seal Charm, Spirit Bracer(c 10/10)
Goblin War Dog Token [Die c 1/1]
Spells: Energy Burst, Living Mist
Actions: Smash, Pounce, Stunning Blow, Call Mist, Chi Cannon, Shield Bash

~Pets~

Elaine: [8] attack: 0 (1), defense: 0, combat: 0, magic: 0 (1), life: 5(1) 10(2), Equip: 7, Actions: none; Spells: Call Spirit Animal; Items: Scythe, Dagger, Apprentice Amulet, Seal Charm, Spirit Bracer (c 10/10)

Ether Bot, Blaze: [2] attack 0, defense 0, combat 0, life 5(1) magic: 1, Equip: 0;
Actions: Power Up, Stunning Blow; Spells: Frost

Attack Bot, Lance: [2] attack 1, defense 0, combat 0, life 5(1) magic: 0, Equip: 0, Action: Pounce, Punch


Nuku sits up front looking at Perrian: “Do you think we are going to have to fight?” sweatdrop

Elaine lays on her back on top of the wagon using her hand to block out the sun, beside her lies her new weapon, a scythe: “Of all the people why did my power have to go to a sissy little cat girl?” stare

Nuku: cry

Lance and Blaze are running alongside the Wagon looking out for possible dangers.
Lance: evil
Blaze: seems distracted by butterflies rofl

Nuku: “Yes, the one on top of the wagon is the mighty Berserker Elaine, (whispers) but she seems awfully angry a lot.” sweatdrop

Elaine: “Of course I’m angry I lost most of my power so now I’m as weak as you act!!” Smacks Nuku in the head with her “Nuku Punishing Stick” again. stressed

Nuku: after rubbing her head again cry “The one on the left of the wagon is the offensive spider bot Lance 3nodding and on the right of the wagon is the powerful wizard Blaze, in mechanical spider bot form. sweatdrop They were both bough at MHI but I think they may be defective.” sweatdrop

Tristan Spade shot Perrian a glance that at once both seemed puzzled and exasperated. Chuckling deeply he shook his head and spat on the road. "Where have you been living? Some fancy cleric concave in the mountains? The Gold Road ain't paved with gold, that's just a legend. The Gold Road is just a name like yours Bario." With that he heartily slapped Perrian on the back. "It connects Miyr with the northern trading routes, that go to all sorts of nations. Thats why its said to be gold, not that it is, but that if you follow it like me you'll make a ton of it. Nowadays though most people trade by chips since gold is so very very rare, not to mention carting it almost always means thieves and brigands will target you." Standing up on the front end of the cart Tristan shakes his fist angrily toward the horizon before you and yells out at the top of his lungs. "I dare any of you Thieves to come and take my cart, you wont get within a hundred meters with these adventurers guarding it." Sighing he sits back down and looks back and forth between the two. "Have you heard about the gang of eleven? They're the rogue thieves said to patrol this particular road. Broke off from the Thieves Guild long ago, don't quite know why seeing as how they both seem to value items rather than people. Anyway long story short, they're the ones who stained this road crimson and hang the poor fools who try to traverse this road unaided." With that he breaks out smiling with cavity infested teeth and laughing with phlegm in the back of his throat. "Thats kinda why I had hoped for more, but you two seem tough enough... I hope." Still laughing he slaps them both on the back again before whipping the reigns and quickening their pace.

"Ah...right. I knew that. I was just....joking. I knew it really was gold...ya..." Perrian said and tried to hide his embarassment by fiddling with his dart inbetween his fingers. "Ow..." He whispered to himself as he, accidentally, poked himself with his own dart.

Blaze loses his game of chicken with the carriage. xp

Nuku: “Well Lance may be a toaster but I think Blaze is more like a microwave oven.” 3nodding

Elaine: “Just shut up and do what the man says!” scream

Nuku: “ok” cry

Nuku gathers Blaze and Lance and places them on top of the carriage. Taking the blanket she looks up at Elaine.

Nuku: “I only have one blanket, does that mean me and you are going to share?” redface

Elaine: stare

Tristan spade chuckled as he whipped the reins violently. "The blanket ain't for hiding, its for keeping your nice clothes clean. Yah Bessie, Yah Messy, were charging straight through." As you peek out from under the blanket you can now make out the flimsy barricade made of rotten wood. A small army of goblins surrounded it, their leader perched atop the barricade seemed larger and had a dirty pink Mohawk. Bashing a nearby goblin in the head he pointed toward the oncoming cart and whipped out a rusty dagger from some unknown pocket. Picking his teeth with the device he began pointing around to different goblins to prepare for them to attack. Bessy and Messy, the two rams, snorted as they pulled the cart even faster than before and lowered their horns expectantly. For about three good seconds the goblins stared in confusion before realizing the cart wasn't going to stop. Then the inevitable came in a shower of splintering wood and goblin goo. Needless to say the cart shook violently and the blanket you were under became spattered with the aromatic smell of green goblin juice. All the while the goblin leader through either luck or skill had managed to leap at the correct moment to land shakily on the roof of the wagon.




Enemy Stats:
Goblin Patroller [6]
Attack: 3
Defense: 1
Combat: 1 (1d3)
Life: 1 (5)
Magic: 0
Equip: 0

Goblin Shaman [15]
Attack: 0
Defense: 2
Combat: 0
Life: 1 (5)
Magic: 5
Equip:
Abilities: Skilled Caster (4), Healing (3)
Spells: Energy Burst, Fireball

Goblin Elite [18]
Attack: 5
Defense: 3
Combat: 4 (1d12)
Life: 15
Magic: 0
Equip: 0
Abilities: Tough to Handle (3)
Actions: Smash, Power Up

**DM Note: This particular style will be a signature of my roleplaying etiquette, I will give you the scenario and the goals to be achieved, and the players will then interpret these objectives as they see fit. Objectives can be variable and may change over time. Also if you feel the objective is leading you astray you may ignore it and proceed to do something otherwise. The overall goal is to give you a starting point for continuing the plot. Also, if you feel like it, you may make one roleplaying post to attempt to neutralize the whole combat situation. If it seems tight enough detail wise, to actually work and is reasonable I may allow it to do so or work to an extent.