Chapter I
First blood
That main menu background is
What else Gould you expect from troika? Outside of a shitload of bugs that is.
The hivemind is true neutral, the forces of prestige, inanity, retardo and monocle are at an equilibrium. Should one of the get the upper hand, the codex would be something… less appealing.
First up is hoverdog, only one sub-10 roll. Not bad.
He gets finesse and two-weapon fighting as feats. Yes I know it’s just +1 more to hit chance considering his STR. But with dual wielding, he needs all the “plus ones” he can get. Oh and if he survives long enough he’ll have some nice +DEX from items or stat level ups.
Mrowak gets two fifteens. Technically that’s legal in potatoland, although just barely.
He gets grease, because after all it’s a great conjuration spell.
Next is Renegen our first sorceror. He gets Polanki’s favorite number twice
Yeah, kind of ran out of those points for diplomacy there bro. Don’t worry, others will persuade the rats to cease hostilities towards us.
Sorcerers have the advantage of being able to better adapt on the fly. Provided they know the proper spells. For the moment Renegen will specialize in dealing damage. We have Mrowak and Black Cat for the grease/sleep trolling after all.
Two sweet sixteens, the beefcakes get all the good stuff.
I’ll get him cleave next, just want somebody who can hit shit hard first hence the weapon focus.
The Pope gets the worst roll so far. Oh well, nobody said you need more than 7 INT to be a priest
Naturally his Holiness will provide us with the awesome of Pelor and popamole health regeneration.
Considering the undead we will encounter and the healing we will need I decided these two feats will be best. We don’t want you bros to die now do we?
His holiness looks ready to seriously pop some moles. Could use a bit more STR though.
Our first SPESHUL character to get rolled is Black Cat. She got the most votes of course. Damn those rolls are good, it seems that the god of dice rolls only hates his holiness. Honestly he could use those stats more than her IMO. I guess he’ll kick ass and pop moles regardless.
Oh black cat will have a very enchanting personality.
Quite charming actually, unless she bores you to death with her obscure weaboo game LPs causing you to fall asleep.
BLOBERT rolls a sixteen and two fourteens. Could a true BRO deserve any less?
Not as good as Lindblum but his MASSIVE constitution and immense willpower should make him very resilient. Crappy DEX is crappy, all that constitution gets in the way you know what I’m saying? As a true BRO who just wants to kill shit, he gets cleave.
Even with Co8 TOEE lacks a proper BRO portrait matching BLOBERT’s BROness.
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*I could make a new one but ToEE requires them in .tga files in 4 or 5 sizes cropped out in a very specific manner and with a white alpha channel. Which means I can’t just crop them with batch rename/convert in infranview AFAIK.
Jimbob gets the lowest roll of all. A 6 for his dump stat. Unluckily for him, being a Halfling means he’ll get a further minus 2 to that 6 STR
Guess I’ll give him a ranged weapon and keep him in the back.
The entire party is complete, you can’t see 3 members but rest assured they are in it. You’ll see once we’re in the game proper.
In the character generation shop, taking the form of a small chamber filled with chests demanding jewgold for stuff, I outfit our nearly naked codexers with weapons of mass destruction.
While I pick to have everyone get default equipment, some of the meat shields swap it for better items. Lindblum for example gets some proper barbarian clothing and a greatsword.
His holiness gets an anti-mole shield and morgenstern of smiting. He can’t behead those who insult Pelor with it, however he can still bring great pain upon heathens, apostates and other infidels.
BLOBERT gets his warhammer of BRO and a very BRO helmet along with some serious armor. Who needs DEX when you have massive constitution and a BRO plate armor?
Jimbob gets some better threads instead of filthy peasant clothing. That kind of clothing is good for consoletards not prestigious codex users.
Mrowak grabs us some healing spell scrolls, odds are the party will need them to save somebody from bleeding to death. I forget to get Black Cat a spiffy wizard’s hat like he has. Oh well, she’ll get it later bros as you will see in this chapter.
: BROS, LETS GET THIS BALL ROLLING!
: BRO, TELL ME WHAT TROUBLES YOU.
: I am concerned my friend. One of our brothers has not been heard from for quite some time.
: Divine punishment for being a filthy heathen no doubt!
: Shut up, we’re here to do some adventuring and stuffies.
: Accursed witch of Nippon! I shall not aid who have forsaken the Lord by clinging to paganism. And you will burn at the stake one day for your devilish weaboo sorcery!
: BROS, I AM DOING THE TALKING HERE, TAKE YOUR CHILDISH SHIT OUTSIDE. WHO WAS IT THAT HAS NOT REPORTED HRUDEK?
: Jaroo Ashstaff has not sent us a report in several months. He is the druidical leader of a small village called Hommlet, and we are supposed to hear from him after each wane of the Great Moon.
: Moon worshiping pagans! Embrace Pelor, god of the sun or perish!
: BRO POPE, SHUT THE FUCK UP. WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO PAY HIM A VISIT HRUDEK?
: Yes my friend, I think a visit is in order. Please see if anything is wrong, and ask Jaroo to send us his report.
: A great servant of the Lord reduced to a mere postman for pagans. Pelor shall see you all burn for this!
: As long as I get to kill shit and loot everything of its body I don’t care.
: We must not engage in petty squabble, for it makes us look like ignorant rabble. The plunders of the underworld no doubt await, therefore we must not hesitate.
: I TOTALLY AGREE BROS. IS THAT ALL, HRUDEK?
: Yes, for now my friend, that is all. There are other, more pressing matter to attend to. But I have a more experienced agent looking into those matters.
: Pelor willing, he will fail and suffer eternal torment from the one true Lord.
: AS YOU WISH, HRUDEK. I WILL GO NOW TO SEE JAROO IN HOMMLET.
: May the Great Mother guide your steps, my son.
: BRO, MY MOTHER IS A BIG LADY. BUT SHE IS NOT FAT, YOU TAKE THAT BACK NOW OR I WILL FUCK YOU UP!
: Calm down bro. He was talking about the earth we walk upon and that feeds us all.
: Pagan blasphemy all of it!
: *sigh*
FUCKING HOMMLET
Good thing I’ll be mostly skipping all the petty plebian bullshit. Co8 brought
in the form of a dungeon that can potentially kill somebody. However, it is totally doable by a level 1 party. So is technically going straight for the moathouse. However with an 8 man party we need all the exp we can get. That way, some of you may even live to reach level 2
Upon entry we are greeted by a young child. As could have been expected of a proper devout priest, Pope Amole II rushes to meet the boy. However his low intelligence stat is becoming very apparent.
: Greetings young child, would you perchance be interested in becoming my personal altar boy.
: THIS SHIT IS MOST CREEPY AND GAY BRO, PLEASE STOP IT.
: Just shut up and ask him where Jaroo lives. I need to stab things and loot them.
The following is an actual LARP-less non-meta TOEE dialog as brought to you by the Cleric with INT as his dump stat. The fact he was doing the talking was a pure accident, which lead to hilarious results:
: Wow! Are you some sort of adventurer?
: Huh?
: Are you here to find treasure? Oh! You must be here to kill monsters! Tell me, tell me!
: You give answers?
: I can try. I know a lot for my age! Ask me! You’ll see! I’m smart!
Smarter than the pope it seems
: Kid know Ommlet?
Not a typo, just Troika trolling the Pope from beyond the grave
: I’ve lived in Hommlet my whole life. But I’m not allowed away from the yard much. You should look for one of the badgers. They guard the town and know where everything is better than me.
: Me need find Jarew Ashstuffs.
: I know him! I know him! He lives in the big tree just east of here. He’s a really nice man. He can talk to animals! That’s so cool!
In a village as droll as this one, I guess even talking to animals can be considered entertaining.
: Me go now. Bye!
I let Black Cat do the talking now. For one it won’t contrast too much with the LARPed Pope who is of course a badass cleric of Pelor. The pope is a BRO after all.
Don’t worry, this update is most likely the last one to have so much dialog in it. There is a huge Darwinian struggle up ahead after all
: I am Jaroo Ashstaff. I am a druid of the Old Faith, and one of the spiritual leaders of this community.
: Accursed pagan! Repent and embrace Pelor!
: Stop it with the fundamentalist bullshit Pope, we’re in it for the loot not spiritual purity.
: Do not forget of about the evil spreading decline, tis after all what makes the codex whine. Defeating it is a priority, even if we have to… uhm… fuck every girl in the sorority?
: Ah yes, the bard shows what he is interested in the most, pussies, dongs and other plebian vulgarity. I for one am interested in acquiring the arcane knowledge located inside of the temple. And with it immense power of course, then I will flay Mrowak alive with my newly acquired power, for being arrogant enough to also sign up for this…
: You will do what again?
: Guys, Jaroo? Hrudek’s task? Remember? *sigh* Jaroo?! I’ve been looking all over for you. Hrudek in the Gnarley Forest* has been worried about you. You haven’t sent him a report for months.
*That sounds totally metal and bodacious maaan. Real tubular dude!
: Ah yes. There has been a recent increase in bandit activity in the area. I was hoping to research this further before sending in my report.
: Bandits? Looks like some action and loot awaits us!
: Good, my stabbing fingers are itching.
: He seems pretty worried. I think you should send it along soon.
: Perhaps you can help me then. Nearby here is an old Moathouse. It has been the source of bandit activity in the past and it may be so again now. Please investigate the Moathouse for me, and report back what you find.
: BRO, IF IT MEANS KILLING ASSHOLES AND TAKING THEIR POSSESIONS THAN WE’RE ALWAYS DOWN YOU HEAR ME?
Because I don’t want to bore you with trivial shit. I’ll fast forward through the boring crap a bit by only posting highlights.
The hivemind squad visits the tavern and learns of Emridy Meadows from some useless dumbfuck.
I have Mrowak and his Holiness prepare a bunch of spells and let our bros rest for the night before they will finally go and kill something.
: [Tarim laughs good-naturedly.] I wouldn’t know anything about bandits anyway, but I am having a problem with some giant spiders infesting a grove of nearby deklo trees.
Wait, BLOBERT asks him about adventures not bandits, did I miss a screenshot or did Troika actually write this like that? Then again they might have been as bored when writing Hommlet as we are by the trivial provincial nonsense.
: THAT’S JUST THE SORT OF THING I’M LOOKING FOR BRO. I’LL GO KILL THOSE SPIDERS FOR YOU.
: Finally a chance to maim something and loot its corpse.
: Spiders don’t leave anything useful upon death. Unless you consider their bodily fluids useful.
: Philistines like you Mrowak, no doubt consider such fluids a delicacy, a bit sour from all that venom perhaps. No wonder your IQ is so low.
: My INTellingence is higher than yours sorcerer.
: Really? That would be mighty nice of you. Let me mark the location on your map. I just hope Jaroo won’t mind too much.
: I for one hope the pagan filth does mind that we will smite the hellish creatures it worships.
Continued in next post…