[NonSequitur Roleplay Revival] - The One True Canon Tale
KidCarnival
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Earlier this year, I did a Black Pits run: http://forum.baldursgate.com/discussion/16523/black-pits-faq-guide
Then, despite moving irl, the team moved on to a BG run: http://forum.baldursgate.com/discussion/18587/nonsequitur-roleplay-run-it-s-not-a-party-if-you-leave-with-all-your-teeth/
Then, moving took longer than expected and I was informed I have to start a new topic/run instead of picking up the old one. So here we go:
This will be a wacky roleplay run with pop culture references and random silliness and tell the ONE TRUE CANON of this epic tale.
The New Cast
@KidCarnival - Eye of Helm: a nearsighted beholder paladin of Helm (Cavalier, Lawful Stupid/Chaotic Lulzy multi alignment; Katana/Long Sword via telekinesis, tank)
@Anduin - a mummified snirvneblin mage/cleric (Necromancer/Priest of Cauli multi class, Chaotic Chaotic; Quarterstaff/Sling, casting machine)
@Southpaw: a mindflayer swashbuckler (Lawful Evil, Short Sword/Short Bow, traps/locks/pickpocket)
@OneAngryMushroom: a myconid ranger (Chaotic Good, Quarterstaff/Long Bow, enemy Giant Spider, damage dealer)
@Kamigoroshi: a oozemaster druid (Avenger, True Neutral, Clubs/Darts, support caster)
The Quest
We drank something strange in the Crosseyed Cyclops Inn in the Underdark and appeared as surface dwellers to Baeloth and Najim, who later sent us to the surface. Now we want to find a way back to the Underdark, break the spell that disguises us as Helm-knows-who and then sue the Crosseyed Cyclops Inn with the help of a Duergar lawyer named Olgoth Facesmasher.
The Previously Open, Now Taken Slot
Ideally, we'd like to run with a 5 PC party and leave a rotating slot for NPCs. We are looking for:
☼ either a bard or a druid (kit or vanilla doesn't matter, but jester or avenger is preferred) OR a Thayan Wizard (any school but necromancy, can be dualed from other class or sorcerer) as support caster
☼ doesn't have to be an Underdark race, just something that fits through doors, isn't unfixably slow and exists as sprite in EEKeeper
☼ weapon prof that isn't taken yet (except mage/sorcerer can pick Quarterstaff, enough to go around with Mage Staff item mod in High Hedge)
☼ active forum poster
☼ being familiar with some of the following will greatly help to understand the references: Lost, Heroes, Monty Python, Game of Thrones, Walking Dead, Falling Skies, Star Trek, Babylon 5, Lord of the Rings, Stargate, American Horror Story, Marvel Comics/X-Men/Avengers (and probably roughly 25 other things before we reach Bandit Camp)
Random Tagging
@Anduin @OneAngryMushroom @Southpaw @Eudaemonium @Kamigoroshi @Malicron
Then, despite moving irl, the team moved on to a BG run: http://forum.baldursgate.com/discussion/18587/nonsequitur-roleplay-run-it-s-not-a-party-if-you-leave-with-all-your-teeth/
Then, moving took longer than expected and I was informed I have to start a new topic/run instead of picking up the old one. So here we go:
This will be a wacky roleplay run with pop culture references and random silliness and tell the ONE TRUE CANON of this epic tale.
The New Cast
@KidCarnival - Eye of Helm: a nearsighted beholder paladin of Helm (Cavalier, Lawful Stupid/Chaotic Lulzy multi alignment; Katana/Long Sword via telekinesis, tank)
@Anduin - a mummified snirvneblin mage/cleric (Necromancer/Priest of Cauli multi class, Chaotic Chaotic; Quarterstaff/Sling, casting machine)
@Southpaw: a mindflayer swashbuckler (Lawful Evil, Short Sword/Short Bow, traps/locks/pickpocket)
@OneAngryMushroom: a myconid ranger (Chaotic Good, Quarterstaff/Long Bow, enemy Giant Spider, damage dealer)
@Kamigoroshi: a oozemaster druid (Avenger, True Neutral, Clubs/Darts, support caster)
The Quest
We drank something strange in the Crosseyed Cyclops Inn in the Underdark and appeared as surface dwellers to Baeloth and Najim, who later sent us to the surface. Now we want to find a way back to the Underdark, break the spell that disguises us as Helm-knows-who and then sue the Crosseyed Cyclops Inn with the help of a Duergar lawyer named Olgoth Facesmasher.
The Previously Open, Now Taken Slot
Ideally, we'd like to run with a 5 PC party and leave a rotating slot for NPCs. We are looking for:
☼ either a bard or a druid (kit or vanilla doesn't matter, but jester or avenger is preferred) OR a Thayan Wizard (any school but necromancy, can be dualed from other class or sorcerer) as support caster
☼ doesn't have to be an Underdark race, just something that fits through doors, isn't unfixably slow and exists as sprite in EEKeeper
☼ weapon prof that isn't taken yet (except mage/sorcerer can pick Quarterstaff, enough to go around with Mage Staff item mod in High Hedge)
☼ active forum poster
☼ being familiar with some of the following will greatly help to understand the references: Lost, Heroes, Monty Python, Game of Thrones, Walking Dead, Falling Skies, Star Trek, Babylon 5, Lord of the Rings, Stargate, American Horror Story, Marvel Comics/X-Men/Avengers (and probably roughly 25 other things before we reach Bandit Camp)
Random Tagging
@Anduin @OneAngryMushroom @Southpaw @Eudaemonium @Kamigoroshi @Malicron
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Southpaw, the Mindflayer stopped in middle of his first sentence after awaking from the slumber in a dark corner of the Candlekeep Inn (where his companions threw him after he slept over the whole encounter with Baeloth and Najim).
First que was the troubled looks of his peers. The second que was that they seemed to be surrounded by humans and elves from the surface. @Anduin was murmuring something, playing with his fingers and throwing looks to sides. Beholder was nervously floating, with saliva slipping from his mouth and slowly dissolving the wooden table. The Myconid ranger they met while drinking last night slowly rocked back and forth, pouring spores on the wooden floor.
Even the purple giraffe he used to see when he was drunk seemed troubled.
* Oh my Lathander ... AGAIN ? *
☼ Druid (Oozemaster kit)... check?
☼
Amorphious bodies should fit through doors and anywhere else alright. Never was much of an marathon sprinter myself though. Still, I'm (probably) faster than the sailing stones from Death Valley.
☼ My favourite weapon proficiencies are clubs which I swing with mighty oozey tentacles. Has anyone else taken up clubs?
☼ Well, I'm active around beer o'clock.
☼ I'm in love with Monty Python, Game of Thrones and any kind of Mel Brooks movies. The other listed franchises I know of. Although I can live without Marvel. :P
"What is this... bright thing under the ceiling?!" the snirvneblin asked, blinking up to the sky and trying to shelter his eyes with a soup bowl. The hung over group had just been kicked out of the Candlekeep Inn by the cleaning maid and now found themselves in a gigantic cave that was illuminated by a very, very bright circle under the ceiling.
"No idea", the mindflayer shrugged. "But that is the least of our concerns. Why does everyone address us with strange human names? Why is no-one wondering how we came here?" The myconid, who had been scouting around the castle, nodded. "That is indeed a good question. I wonder if Baeloth did... something to us. I think he wasn't very amused when we made him Drizzt in 'What Celeb Am I?' again and since it's Baeloth... I wouldn't put it past him to cast some spell that makes us appear as traitors to our kind as revenge."
"If that turns out to be true, I swear I'll sue his robes off him!" The snirvneblin shook his fist. "Baeloth couldn't take a joke back in school, and it appears he never grew a sense of humor in the past 50 years or so. Bah, drow. Always taking themselves too serious."
The beholder, who had been wobbling down the road, returned to the group. Next to him was a hovering book, "The 9th Prophecy". Look! This is us! he said, excited. Indeed, the open page showed a drawing of a mummified gnome, a mindflayer, a myconid and a beholder, waving weapons at a huge armored figure. @Anduin took the book and studied the page for a moment. "This is... bizarre. Why would a centuries old book from the surface have a drawing of us? Where did you get this book?" Found it in a stack of hay around the corner, the beholder replied. "I bet that armored figure there is Elan Garaq!" @OneAngryMushroom said. "Look, from the size, it's clearly a rakshasa!" @Southpaw stepped closer to take a look at the drawing. "Yeah, it does look like Elan... You think he talked Baeloth into this? I mean, he was angry when he turned out to be Garfield in 'What Celeb Am I?', but he usually isn't the sharpest sword in the armory..." "All signs point to Baeloth", @Anduin agreed. "He and his minions never had any humor. I suggest we try to find Garaq; he's probably hiding somewhere around here. Then we should get some answers."
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In Game Events
Bought basic gear and weapons, according to profs, for everyone.
Did Candlekeep quests; stole everything from Imoen, Xzar and Montaron, then dismissed them.
Killed 1 gibberling and 2 wolves.
Talked to Elminster.
Picked up Ring of Princes (Southpaw) and Evermemory (Anduin) from secret stashes.
Proceeding to FAI next time, possibly writing out Elminster encounter first.
Edit 2: http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a314/JakkaS/COW095-Green-Slime_d.jpg O.o
@Kamigoroshi - Even with Paws of Cheetah, the ooze and slime sprites are painfully slow. Any other sprites I could use?
Anduin, stared at his mummified hands in surprise. It was clear to his necromatic cauliflower powered intuition that he had travelled in Time And Relative Dimension In Space. Yes he was standing in a TARDIS... And apparently it was cleaner than an elven arse...
"What a hangover... I think I will use this Rod of Resurrection to put me back to rights..." muttered @Southpaw
*Kepow* The resulting burst of light and power zapped around the TARDIS, otherwise known as the Candlekeep Inn, reflecting from the highly buffed and polished surface until striking @Anduin squarely on the noggin...
*Zzzzzzapppy*
"@SOUTHPAW WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! YOU, YOU, YOU HAVE RESURRECTED ME!"
"I never knew you were a Gnome @Anduin ? Gnome brains are by far the juiciest of Brains in all Faerun! That'll cure me hangover"
"Tell somebody that cares!"
*@Anduin, quickly starts wrapping bandages back around him before anyone notices his lack of mummification*
Those creepy monks keep pointing our beholder to the old guy standing on the stairs of the library. Looks like they think he is their child. *
Southpaw cleaned his shoes on one of the monk's robe and muttered to the group
*I thought that elven arses are much cleaner than the filthy human tavern. I say we leave this place. The monks don't let me take any books. Hardly any good brains to suck ... aaaand I nicked that nobleman's gem bag.*
By Cauli the great Cauliflower, I'm alive... ALIVE. Oh, this is the worst thing to happen to me since, since, since I lost my nose to maggots! Wait! I have my nose back! I can smell... The colours so vivid... So BRIGHT! A second chance, well a third really... I'm ALIVE! I can eat! I can pee! Gosh... I might even be able to *gulp* get a gnomefriend!
*Anduin skips merrily around the keep singing a happy melody*
"Ahh child, I'm glad that I found you!"
"Uhmm... Easy on the child & kiddie stuff. I'm a a full grown Gnome with two well sized turnips."
"Come hither child"
*Gorion starts pulling Anduin by the ear to the gate*
"Look Gordon! I'm not your child! I'm a GNOME!"
"Look. If ever we get separated it is imperative you make your way to the Friendly Arm Inn..."
"What go to the nearest pub? What kind of Dad are you?"
"Wait. We are in an ambush. Prepare yourself!"
"Your perceptive for an old man. Hand over your ward and no one gets hurt."
"WAIT! For the love of cauliflowers. Your not my Dad, Gordon. And my name is not Edward, Mr. Save our sock. My name is Anduin and I'm a GNOME! You all obviously have some parenting issues. Now if you'll excuse me..."
"I'm sorry you feel that way... Gnome"
*Humongous sword suddenly appears sprouting out of Anduin's ribcage*
"Balls... I didn't even get the chance to pee...eee...eerk..."
...
A few hours later
...
"...Undead again... Oh well easy come easy go... Wait... For the mummification to work my brain needs to be carefully removed through my left nostril then placed in a jar..."
*Anduin jumps up and looks around*
@SOUTHPAW !
*The mindflayer is screwing on the lid of a jar*
"What? This is just a snack for later..."
Btw, that's a lovely oozing picture you found there.
"Oh dear Psilofyr, my head. That's the last time I do hallucinogenic spores while drinking with Myrna. Man, I had this crazy dream where I traveled around the surface world with some real freaks.
*looks around*
"Hi."
"But you're... the mindflayer, @Southpaw ?"
"Crazy night, huh"
" @Anduin ...The mummy?"
"I don't really remember what happened either."
"......................... What?"
edit: unfortunately Comcast doesn't like me and wants to be slow with their high speed internet today. taking forever to upload a simple 20 second video
I'll import the party to Black Pits and edit them until they walk at same speed, then proceed to Friendly Arm Inn and discard the Paws of Cheetah.
Interlude: Lion's Way
"What a weird girl that was", @OneAngryMushroom pondered. "She has to be the first person to not guess she's Drizzt in 'What Celeb Am I'. Every child guesses that first." "Remind me, why do we always make people Drizzt anyway? It's way too easy to guess..." @Southpaw replied. "Because that is the only celeb from the Underdark there is," OneAngryMushroom explained. "What about Gharmorok, the Gauth diresinger?" @Anduin asked. "He made only one album and then sealed his fate by moving into the Big Brother cave", OneAngryMushroom said and shook his head. "He's C-list at best." "And Xirxazzor, the mindflayer mime?" Eye of Helm suggested. Again, the mushroom shook his head. "Mimes are no real celebs. They can't even give interviews!" "Silfenda, the duergar who won Underdark Idol! She released her new single a few weeks before we left!" Anduin said. "Oh please." OneAngryMushroom laughed. "It's a dubstep cover of 'Papa was a rolling phaerimm". No-one cares about dubstep, that stupid tune or Underdark Idol."
"A child, lost and alone in the wilderness?" an unfamiliar voice called out. Irritated, the group looked around and then spotted two people just standing around on the road. "Hey, Anduin, I think he's talking to you!" Amused, Southpaw curled his tentacles. "Oh boy..." Anduin sighed. "Be quiet and listen closely. The Time of Troubles is calling, it wants its jokes back!"
"Umm, hello there? Can we maybe be of any assistance?" the taller one of the men asked. "I would offer you this healing potion..." The beholder smiled and grabbed the bottle with telekinesis. "Oh yes! Strangers have the best candy!" He threw it in his backpack. "I thank you very much, strange randomer, but we do not assist any requirance! My name is Helm of Eye and I come from the future to save you!"
The halfling, who had been quietly mumbling so far, now looked up to his companion. "These folks are crazier than you, wizard. Screw the mission, I'm not travelling with that troupe of fruitcakes!" The human slowly nodded. "You are right, Montaron... This appears to be a lost cause..." The two shrugged and then disappeared into the forest, walking faster and faster, away from the Oceanic Four. "Weird surface dwellers..." Southpaw shrugged. "But look, they had nice stuff!"
"An assassin. And he greeted us so nicely."
"Never stand between a thirsty Beholder and the tavern you dolt!" muttered @Anduin as he cautiously stepped over the body.
@Southpaw casually leaning on the wall, sucking at a straw that was stuck into the head of what previously was a black would-be-assassin mage. "I am quite happy with the situation outcome."
"That was weird", Southpaw said as the group left the Friendly Arm Inn. "First that half orc tries to get us to buy him an ale, then these two weirdos ask for marriage counselling - who ever thought it's a good idea to ask a beholder for relationship advice?! And nowhere a road sig..."
"That was weird", @Southpaw said as the group left the Friendly Arm Inn. "First that half orc tries to get us to buy him an ale, then these two weirdos ask... Wait a second, didn't I say exactly the same thing just a moment ago?" Southpaw stopped and turned around. "Sorry, I blinked again", the Beholder said. Southpaw sighed. It wasn't the first time they had accidentally time travelled 6 seconds into the past. "And here we go again. The biggest challenge an adventure party ever faced - find glasses for a beholder..." @OAnduin said. "Speaking of finding, where's the mushroom?"
@OneAngryMushroom had scouted ahead and the remaining group followed a trace of half digested plants on the ground. "Over here, guys!" they soon heard his voice and when they followed it, they found the myconid engaged in a conversation with a green slimy puddle. "I might have a lead on finding Elan Garaq! I just met this druid here. Says he's on the way to a swamp near a village called Nashkel, where the annual Rakshasa Friendship Day will be celebrated soon. If Garaq is on the surface, he'll most likely attend to get the free t-shirt and carousel rides." The green slime wobbled around, probably he was nodding. "Actually, I'm not sure there really is a swamp near Nashkel," @Kamigoroshi said. "I'm on an exploration mission to find that out. It's a rather boring assignm..."
WHAM!
"What was that?!" Anduin jumped around, just to see an ogre fall like a tree and the beholder hovering over the corpse. "W҉ha̧t͝?" The beholder directed all his eyes at the group. "I ̨w̛a͠nt̢e͜d ͏h̷i̸ş ̛b͜e̴lt.̷ H̨e ͞d̷i̷d͟n'̀t ̛deser̵v́e ̢i͞t̡!͝" Southpaw walked back to search the ogre corpse and indeed found two belts. He grabbed one and held it up. "I have bad news for you", he informed the beholder. "Neither of these belts is long enough to fit around you." He tried the belt on himself. "Now what a coincidence it happens to fit around me! I'll keep this one, you probably agree I'm totally deserving of it." OneAngryMushroom grabbed the other belt. "And we'll sell this one. It looks magical, should get us a few coins for food. I tell you, the ground here tastes terrible!"
"So I was saying... This exploration mission is rather boring and I could use some company," Kamigoroshi finally finished the sentence. "Shall we travel to Nashkel together?"
"To Nashkel!"
"To Nashkel!"
"To Nashkel!"
"T̵o҉ R'y̧l̴eh!"
*facepalm*
*facepalm*
*facepalm*
*facepalm*
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Killed Tarnesh.
Talked to Khalid, Jaheira, Dorn.
Talked to Joia, got her ring back.
Didn't explore upper floors.
Sold stuff from hobgoblins and gem from hidden stash on Lion's Way.
Added Kamigoroshi to party; bought gear including buckler.
Killed ogre with belts; gave Elves' Bane to Southpaw.
Travelling to Beregost next to pick up the first NPC.
anyway, there's time to continue with the narration I'd say.