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kingandyLast night's D&D was fun, though a little tense towards the end. Woodrun almost died! I would have been fine with just plain dying - I had in fact just made a series of bad decisions, only some of which I could blame on Nook's decision to abandon miniatures for the session. (His description of the courtyard as "large" gave me an image of an expanse at least 100 feet across, which would have meant the proto-dracolich - newly inhabiting the body of a ranger who charged me when we entered the yard - was some considerable distance away from the patch of black tentacles that we were gingerly edging our way around, and not within 20 feet. But that didn't mean I had to engage it in melee combat, which has never been Woodrun's specialty.) As it was, at the moment of death I remembered that Raging gives Woodrun an extra 28 HP - enough to bring him above "dead" and into "conscious", but only as long as he was raging. The moment he calmed down, he would die. Which, Nook and I both agreed, was as soon as combat ended. (This is probably a misconception arrived at due to years of playing SOS, where a chemically-induced berserker rage ends when no enemies are apparent, and the fact that a D&D berserker's post-rage fatigue lasts until the end of the encounter.) When the foe fell ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pkgem was getting ready to throw her last healing spell at the group, and I thought Nook would make a snap decision about whether she would get it in before Woodrun collapsed and died of exhaustion - but no. "...And we'll leave it there."
Naturally I objected to this. First on the basis that if I died I could use the next week to gen a new character, and then (when Nook mentioned that the next session would be the final one, so new characters would not be forthcoming) on the basis that if I died I would know not to turn up for five seconds of play. I was also vaguely worried about maybe suffering some form of stress-induced heart attack if Woodrun were left in that indeterminate limbo state for seven days, but this I did not mention out loud. There followed some discussion and shilly-shalling around the subject of whether, IC, Gem would legitimately notice Woodrun's fatal state; would she wait to make a heal check, moving the margin of survival from "hair-thin" to "negative six seconds"? Luckily, though I shared Nook's misrememberance of the Rage rules, it had occurred to me that it was harsh and unrealistic, and took it upon myself to look these rules up. The rage lasts for a number of turns based on bla bla; the barbarian can end it prematurely if he chooses; he's then fatigued until the end of the encounter. Nope, nothing about the barbarian suddenly calming down due to a lack of enemies.
So there was plenty of time for curing or whatever, and Woodrun collapsed - alive but unconscious. I was made of shaking. As I say, I would have been fine with a clear-cut death - it was the suspense and sudden turnarounds that got me on edge. (Note that this isn't an invitation to murder Woodrun arbitrarily next week, just a statement that I'm mature enough to accept a fair and honest death.) He remains the only character to have made it from Day One, which I suppose makes it his story to an extent... anyway, next week will apparently be It, so we will see.
Winamp is currently playing randomly from my music folder - 1200 tracks or so. In the last half hour it's played three tracks from "Once More With Feeling". I swear that thing has favourites.
Anyway. Today was shopping - I picked up several things for the weekend, including a suitable notebook and pencil and a sort-of robe thing. It shows rather too much chest, and I am internally debating whether to wear something underneath or use it to distract Mr Andrews at opportune moments. Hammad is supposed to be old, but as an old Magus it's feasible for him to still be vital - and let's face it, I'm 6'2", I'm not going to appear frail whatever I do.
I have nothing to colour my hair with. As a gentleman of Arabic descent, I feel I should not have my current mousey blond locks; black or grey would be more suitable. I have no clue how to go about this.bacony has suggested neglecting to shave, then putting white Snazaroo makeup on my chin and partially removing it, so the hairs remain white. I am open to suggestions.
pkgem was getting ready to throw her last healing spell at the group, and I thought Nook would make a snap decision about whether she would get it in before Woodrun collapsed and died of exhaustion - but no. "...And we'll leave it there."Naturally I objected to this. First on the basis that if I died I could use the next week to gen a new character, and then (when Nook mentioned that the next session would be the final one, so new characters would not be forthcoming) on the basis that if I died I would know not to turn up for five seconds of play. I was also vaguely worried about maybe suffering some form of stress-induced heart attack if Woodrun were left in that indeterminate limbo state for seven days, but this I did not mention out loud. There followed some discussion and shilly-shalling around the subject of whether, IC, Gem would legitimately notice Woodrun's fatal state; would she wait to make a heal check, moving the margin of survival from "hair-thin" to "negative six seconds"? Luckily, though I shared Nook's misrememberance of the Rage rules, it had occurred to me that it was harsh and unrealistic, and took it upon myself to look these rules up. The rage lasts for a number of turns based on bla bla; the barbarian can end it prematurely if he chooses; he's then fatigued until the end of the encounter. Nope, nothing about the barbarian suddenly calming down due to a lack of enemies.
So there was plenty of time for curing or whatever, and Woodrun collapsed - alive but unconscious. I was made of shaking. As I say, I would have been fine with a clear-cut death - it was the suspense and sudden turnarounds that got me on edge. (Note that this isn't an invitation to murder Woodrun arbitrarily next week, just a statement that I'm mature enough to accept a fair and honest death.) He remains the only character to have made it from Day One, which I suppose makes it his story to an extent... anyway, next week will apparently be It, so we will see.
Winamp is currently playing randomly from my music folder - 1200 tracks or so. In the last half hour it's played three tracks from "Once More With Feeling". I swear that thing has favourites.
Anyway. Today was shopping - I picked up several things for the weekend, including a suitable notebook and pencil and a sort-of robe thing. It shows rather too much chest, and I am internally debating whether to wear something underneath or use it to distract Mr Andrews at opportune moments. Hammad is supposed to be old, but as an old Magus it's feasible for him to still be vital - and let's face it, I'm 6'2", I'm not going to appear frail whatever I do.
I have nothing to colour my hair with. As a gentleman of Arabic descent, I feel I should not have my current mousey blond locks; black or grey would be more suitable. I have no clue how to go about this.
bacony has suggested neglecting to shave, then putting white Snazaroo makeup on my chin and partially removing it, so the hairs remain white. I am open to suggestions.
