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#91
Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Last Post
Last post by Glaurung - July 07, 2025, 06:04:52 PMThou hast ceased to win. Thou art no longer winning. Thy win has ended. 
#92
Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Last Post
Last post by Jubal - July 07, 2025, 02:20:15 PMSee this is why we should never have abandoned thou so as to be able to distinguish singular and plural you
(I win!)
(I win!)
#93
Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Last Post
Last post by Tusky - July 07, 2025, 01:57:30 PMQuote from: Jubal on July 07, 2025, 01:19:25 PMI think you should be less certain about your particular uncertainty.
Who is "you", just sotk?
#94
Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Last Post
Last post by Jubal - July 07, 2025, 01:19:25 PMI think you should be less certain about your particular uncertainty.
#95
Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Guess Who Will Post Next.....
Last post by Jubal - July 07, 2025, 01:18:20 PMStill no tusks, my teeth remain normal sized.
Tusky x4
Tusky x4
#96
Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Word Association
Last post by Jubal - July 07, 2025, 01:11:09 PMExclusionary
#97
Stories and AARs / Re: Thurazur's Field Notes
Last post by Son of the King - July 07, 2025, 12:31:55 PMHere's part 2, looking at my notes I think there'll be around 3 more parts like this from the first session.
Otari Fishery
Grugnog held up the giant rat as if it were a particularly impressive fish. Clive glared at Tamily.
"You see what we've been dealing with? These things are fierce!"
"Well are they all gone? Is that what ransacked my cellar? It might be big, but I don't think its big enough to eat all my fish."
"All the more reason we need to be paid more!"
I interjected, "Look Tamily, these things nearly killed two of us. If there's something worse than them through the hole then it's going to cost more than a gold piece each."
"Hole? What hole?"
"The enormous hole in the wall of your cellar... How did you not see it?" I was baffled, and starting to wonder if Tamily was playing some kind of game with us.
"I didn't. I was... scared. I didn't investigate more than noticing that all my fish were gone."
It seemed believable enough. I decided to change tack a little, "We want to help you, but the risk involved seems pretty large."
It had the desired effect, "How about double?" Tamily conceded.
We looked between one another. Grugnog looked convinced, though I think he was just relishing the thought of another battle.
"Triple" Clive suggested.
"I... Fine." Tamily offered her hand and we each shook it. Leaving the rat behind, we headed straight back down into the cellar.
The Hole
The ominous hole that had been spewing forth rats was still quiet. One by one we wriggled into it. Presently it opened out into a walkable passageway, diving deeper into the ground via a sequence of ledges that seemed like a natural cave formation. We hadn't gone far when the tunnel opened out into a large room. At this point I was glad of the torch I'd brought from the cellar; we were standing atop a significant drop. I could only just make out the floor of this large cavern in the torchlight, to the amusement of Grugnog who was having no trouble seeing in the dim cave.
Clearly it was too far to jump, and footholds looked sparse. Spelunking is a bit out of my wheelhouse, with my previous travels involving climbing through old ruins at worst. Some of those skills turned out to be transferable as I quickly found a secure place to tie a rope and used it to climb down the rock face. Cynthia followed down my rope, but her grip slipped in the damp cave and she fell from only a few feet down the ascent. I leapt to catch her, but my own footing wasn't the best on the slimy floor and I only succeeded in breaking her fall. I like to think that I improved things a bit at least, though we were both bruised.
This large room turned out to be mostly empty, it seemed to be an entirely natural cavern with little sign of anything that could sustain five ferocious rats. Noticing another passageway heading out on the left side of the room, we decided to follow it. This passageway was brief, and quickly opened into another large room. I couldn't see the other side in the torchlight, but could see the sticky-looking webs strewn across the floor and around up to knee height. Those with better eyesight could make out a way out on the other side, and we began to pick our way across the cave towards it. Stepping over and ducking under webs was going well until about halfway, when Elderberry's misplaced foot just barely brushed a web as she stepped over it.
The unmistakable sound of enormous legs touching the floor followed and we looked around to see a huge spider, standing taller even than Grugnog and prowling towards us. Clive wasted no time. I'm not sure whether the gnome is exceedingly brave or completely reckless, but he demonstrated why Grugnog doesn't actually try to get rid of his company by charging straight for the spider and punching it square in between the eyes.
Taking advantage of the distraction, I sprinted behind the beast and wailed on it with my axe. I wasn't going to let this turn into another debacle like the rats, and indeed it didn't. Between my axe and Clive's punch the spider had bitten off more than it could chew as it curled up, dead.
Exploring the lair of the monster we found a shriveled bundle of rags and bones in the corner. Whatever poor soul this was had left behind a valuable possession; a shortsword with a gem-encrusted hilt. I took this, vowing to honour it's previous anonymous owner.
We headed back to the passage we had been heading for, and slipped through the gap into another short tunnel. This tunnel led to yet another rough cave, although this one looked a little less natural than the previous ones. Most notably, there was more than one way out. On the left, another tunnel bending around out of sight. On the right, a tunnel with an ominous blue glow at the end of it and faint sounds of creaking and cracking echoing up it. The tunnel the the right also had a barricade up to almost head height blocking it up, and upon taking a closer look at its construction we realised it had been built from this side, to keep whatever was creaking out of this room.
We decided to trust the wisdom of whoever built this barricade and hurried into the tunnel on the left. This felt much more handmade than the previous natural caves, and indeed some way along it we saw an actual door on the left. Unfortunately, this door was atop a cliff that looked at least 10 feet high. Having left my rope on the previous cliff to climb back up, I looked at the others. It was then that I realised that only Cynthia had followed down my rope, the others all clearly having similar realisations that we'd all left our rope tied to the top of the previous cliff.
After letting us consider our stupidity for a moment, Sister Cynthia sighed and opened her pack, pulling out her rope and offering it to us.
"Who is climbing up to attach the rope then?"
Field Notes - Page 2
Otari Fishery
Grugnog held up the giant rat as if it were a particularly impressive fish. Clive glared at Tamily.
"You see what we've been dealing with? These things are fierce!"
"Well are they all gone? Is that what ransacked my cellar? It might be big, but I don't think its big enough to eat all my fish."
"All the more reason we need to be paid more!"
I interjected, "Look Tamily, these things nearly killed two of us. If there's something worse than them through the hole then it's going to cost more than a gold piece each."
"Hole? What hole?"
"The enormous hole in the wall of your cellar... How did you not see it?" I was baffled, and starting to wonder if Tamily was playing some kind of game with us.
"I didn't. I was... scared. I didn't investigate more than noticing that all my fish were gone."
It seemed believable enough. I decided to change tack a little, "We want to help you, but the risk involved seems pretty large."
It had the desired effect, "How about double?" Tamily conceded.
We looked between one another. Grugnog looked convinced, though I think he was just relishing the thought of another battle.
"Triple" Clive suggested.
"I... Fine." Tamily offered her hand and we each shook it. Leaving the rat behind, we headed straight back down into the cellar.
The Hole
The ominous hole that had been spewing forth rats was still quiet. One by one we wriggled into it. Presently it opened out into a walkable passageway, diving deeper into the ground via a sequence of ledges that seemed like a natural cave formation. We hadn't gone far when the tunnel opened out into a large room. At this point I was glad of the torch I'd brought from the cellar; we were standing atop a significant drop. I could only just make out the floor of this large cavern in the torchlight, to the amusement of Grugnog who was having no trouble seeing in the dim cave.
Clearly it was too far to jump, and footholds looked sparse. Spelunking is a bit out of my wheelhouse, with my previous travels involving climbing through old ruins at worst. Some of those skills turned out to be transferable as I quickly found a secure place to tie a rope and used it to climb down the rock face. Cynthia followed down my rope, but her grip slipped in the damp cave and she fell from only a few feet down the ascent. I leapt to catch her, but my own footing wasn't the best on the slimy floor and I only succeeded in breaking her fall. I like to think that I improved things a bit at least, though we were both bruised.
This large room turned out to be mostly empty, it seemed to be an entirely natural cavern with little sign of anything that could sustain five ferocious rats. Noticing another passageway heading out on the left side of the room, we decided to follow it. This passageway was brief, and quickly opened into another large room. I couldn't see the other side in the torchlight, but could see the sticky-looking webs strewn across the floor and around up to knee height. Those with better eyesight could make out a way out on the other side, and we began to pick our way across the cave towards it. Stepping over and ducking under webs was going well until about halfway, when Elderberry's misplaced foot just barely brushed a web as she stepped over it.
The unmistakable sound of enormous legs touching the floor followed and we looked around to see a huge spider, standing taller even than Grugnog and prowling towards us. Clive wasted no time. I'm not sure whether the gnome is exceedingly brave or completely reckless, but he demonstrated why Grugnog doesn't actually try to get rid of his company by charging straight for the spider and punching it square in between the eyes.
Taking advantage of the distraction, I sprinted behind the beast and wailed on it with my axe. I wasn't going to let this turn into another debacle like the rats, and indeed it didn't. Between my axe and Clive's punch the spider had bitten off more than it could chew as it curled up, dead.
Exploring the lair of the monster we found a shriveled bundle of rags and bones in the corner. Whatever poor soul this was had left behind a valuable possession; a shortsword with a gem-encrusted hilt. I took this, vowing to honour it's previous anonymous owner.
We headed back to the passage we had been heading for, and slipped through the gap into another short tunnel. This tunnel led to yet another rough cave, although this one looked a little less natural than the previous ones. Most notably, there was more than one way out. On the left, another tunnel bending around out of sight. On the right, a tunnel with an ominous blue glow at the end of it and faint sounds of creaking and cracking echoing up it. The tunnel the the right also had a barricade up to almost head height blocking it up, and upon taking a closer look at its construction we realised it had been built from this side, to keep whatever was creaking out of this room.
We decided to trust the wisdom of whoever built this barricade and hurried into the tunnel on the left. This felt much more handmade than the previous natural caves, and indeed some way along it we saw an actual door on the left. Unfortunately, this door was atop a cliff that looked at least 10 feet high. Having left my rope on the previous cliff to climb back up, I looked at the others. It was then that I realised that only Cynthia had followed down my rope, the others all clearly having similar realisations that we'd all left our rope tied to the top of the previous cliff.
After letting us consider our stupidity for a moment, Sister Cynthia sighed and opened her pack, pulling out her rope and offering it to us.
"Who is climbing up to attach the rope then?"
#98
Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Word Association
Last post by Son of the King - July 07, 2025, 11:53:38 AMExclude
#99
Stories and AARs / Re: Thurazur's Field Notes
Last post by Son of the King - July 07, 2025, 11:41:35 AMQuote from: Jubal on July 07, 2025, 01:01:51 AMIt'd be nice to know more about Thurazur, though maybe that's intended to slowly become apparent through reading?
That's what I'm hoping I can make happen. Whether it works as well as I want remains to be seen.
#100
Forum Games - The Beer Cellar! / Re: Word Association
Last post by Tusky - July 07, 2025, 11:19:07 AMShun