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 Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:12 am
ForagingSeveral large, gnarled trees grow on the surface above the caves of Famine, forming a shady canopy of leaves. The female horseman that met you out here looks as old and gnarled as the trees, what little of her can be seen under layers of sand-colored robes. “It is a special season now! We gather special fruit. Very prized. Today you must pick it.” She held out a large, poisonous “BUT! Many hidden dangers above us. Flying is no good. Trees here do not want to be picked from so easily.” “This fruit, she grows fast, ripens with FEAR. Pick her too soon, she is poisonous, stomach will ache. No good.” The old woman pantomimed as she spoke. “Wait too long, she is too heavy, falls to the ground, dissipates. No fruit.” There is a brief pause before the horseman herds you to the base of a tree. “Waiting for what, then? Up the tree! Go!” Quote: Your student starts off with a total of 4 rounds that it takes to make it up the tree. Different rolls will add or subtract from that number as you go, determining if your student successfully picks ripe fruit. Your goal is not to be too slow OR too fast – adding or subtracting too many rounds from your total can lead to failure. There is also a slim chance of complete failure. In each post, include your total as you go. When you start, the number is always 4. POINTS DISTRIBUTION [ Horsemen Points Distribution: ] (Select only one option based on your results) TO OBTAIN 3 HORSEMEN POINTS: Your total number of rounds is between 3 and 5 - you successfully picked the fruit! Now hand it over. TO OBTAIN 2 HORSEMEN POINTS: Your total number of rounds is 2 or less. The fruit doesn't look so good... but better to be too early than too late. TO OBTAIN 1 HORSEMEN POINT: Your total number of rounds is 6 or above. Well, at least you made it up to the top. Maybe next time?
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its me debz rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:16 am
Aleria peered up at the tree, huhming quietly to themselves. Slowly, and with deliberation, they stripped out of their coat, rolling up their sleeves. They also loosened their tie.
There was no use in sullying a good tie, after all.
With reverence, the demon folded their coat and laid it atop a clean towel, laid out in the sand before them. Off came the watches, the bangles, and the cufflinks.
And then?
The lithe demon began to climb, slowly advancing one branch at a time. The gusts above the caverns were strong, aiding Aleria as they launched themselves upwards, whooping with glee.
It felt good to climb again, even if these trees were not age old honey-pine trees, covered in prickly needles and with rich honeycones hidden within their branches. Quote: ROLL 1 Roll 1d4: 1 - The branch you stepped on breaks. Regain your footing, +1 round 2 - Turns out you're kind of allergic to this plant; you can't stop sneezing. +1 round 3 - Today must be your lucky day. Climbing is easy! -1 round 4 - A gust of wind tosses you up the tree! -1 roundRounds: 4 - 1 = 3
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:19 am
Aleria wriggled their way through the branches, wincing a few times as their hair was snagged a few times by spare twigs. They stopped, momentarily, hunting around for a tie so they could put their wild locks into a bun. Unfortunately, it turned out that they didn't have one on their person.
Scrunching their nose in distaste, the demon scoffed. Their mane would just have to suffer, they supposed. When black eyes caught sight of a rope swinging in their peripheral vision, they crinkled at the corners in delight.
"Fabulous," they breathed, ascending upwards, boots hooking against each step.Quote: ROLL 2 Roll 1d4: 1 - Your convenient handhold turns out to be the entrance to an ant's nest, and they're not happy. +1 round 2 - You find a convenient rope ladder shortcut. -1 round3 - BEEEEEEEEEES! +1 round 4 - A bird tries to carry you off, but ends up dropping you on a higher branch. -1 round Rounds: 3 - 1 = 2
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:22 am
Unfortunately for the arctic flora demon, it appeared that the rope ladder in question led straight to a den of very angry desert squirrels, who chittered at them with insistent fury.
Abort, abort! Rescind attacks! Retreat! Discretion is the better part of valor, jack damnit! Abscond! For the love of all that is horribly unholy, and in the name of oogie boogie himself-- abscond.
"Oh sweet Sally," Aleria hissed, ducking under a branch to take cover from the acorn hail.
That wasn't ALL they threw, either, given the stench that was soaring by Aleria's head. They winced in horror, hurrying their climb, attempting to get out of range.
For the love of jack, they hoped the squirrels would not pursue.Quote: ROLL 3 Roll 1d4: 1 - You are bombarded by a hail of acorns. Take cover, +1 round2 - Carnivorous flowers n** at your feet, inspiring you to move quickly. -1 round 3 - You swing to a higher branch on a vine. -1 round 4 - Your struggling shakes a bunch of spiders out of the leaves - onto your head. GET THEM OFF, +1 round Rounds: 2 + 1 = 3
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:25 am
It seemed that Aleria had abandoned the frying pan in favor of the flames.
Instead of horrible little beasties tossing nuts at them, the monsters had opted for a more subtle route.
Which was shaking the branches above their head, and knocking a fair amount of disgustingly overripe fruit down, barrelling towards the ground at an alarming rate.
Aleria hissed as fruit began to pelt them-- or, more specifically, as fruit juices began to pelt their clothes.
This shirt was brand new.
They climbed onwards, disapproving wholeheartedly in every way.Quote: ROLL 4 Roll 1d4: 1 - You take a leap of faith, which pays off. -1 round 2 - You don't look down. -1 round 3 - You look down. +1 round 4 - Over-ripe fruit begin to fall and burst open all around you. +1 roundRounds: 3 + 1 = 4
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:28 am
Crowing with pleasure, Aleria's clawed fingers wrapped around the elusive fruit that this whole endeavour had been for, plucking it from the tree. Shimmying down, they strut over to the Famine clansman, preening like a peacock.
"I have been absolutely successful in my endeavor!"Quote: TO OBTAIN 3 HORSEMEN POINTS: Your total number of rounds is between 3 and 5 - you successfully picked the fruit! Now hand it over.
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