Vapourware Play-by-post: Anomalous Subsurface Environment (DCC RPG)

[Helly]

Our hungry and disgruntled group checks the wagons and bodies for anything lootable.

 

[Grimgravy]

The apprentice directs his three compatriots to do the same while he keeps a look out.

 

[tindrli]

Scavenging time people!!!!!

 

[nikolokolus]

Like a pack of starving, wild dogs most of the group sprints up to the smoking wreckage and begins the grim business of rifling through the pockets of dead interns.

As you proceed with your investigations, you discover the burnt remains of two wagons and several charred corpses in, on, and around them. You also discover a fifteen feet-wide crater with scattered limbs, and no small amount of blood, ringed about it. Based on the half-exploded ceratops carcass at the edge of the crater and a couple of large wagon wheels nearby you're guessing this used to be a wagon too.

Of note, out of this smoking hole, you find curiously deep gouges at the rim as if something heavy and about two or three feet wide was dragged out of here. The scraped earth leads you to the side of the road where you can make out clear ceratopsian tracks and deep gouges in the soil and underbrush leading off into the piney woods north of the the road. The understory of the forest is sparsely vegetated and seems to gently slope upward. Despite being the inexpert trackers and woodsmen that you are, everyone feels confident that you'd have no trouble following wherever the tracks lead.

Meanwhile Lenny and Phil hold close counsel a dozen yards or so from the bodies and wreckage, Lenny is rubbing the back of his head and has a concerned look on his face, while Phil gesticulates emphatically.

OOC

Everybody roll 1d20 for each of your characters

 

[Grimgravy]

Roll 4 d20s: [1d20] = 16, [1d20] = 3, [1d20] = 7, [1d20] = 5

 

[Llywelyn ap Gruffydd]

[1d20] = 16[1d20] = 19[1d20] = 16[1d20] = 16

In order: Corin, Renard, Dyrak, Horace.

 

[tindrli]

crap. i cant roll till tonight 11 p.m +1gmt

 

[Helly]

Spoiler

Searching: Myron=[1d20] = 17 Prodigius=[1d20] = 15 Conrad=[1d20] = 4 Pete=[1d20] = 15

 

[ERYFKRAD]

Guard:[1d20] = 7 Alchemist:[1d20] = 19 Gunsmith:[1d20] = 12 Barber:[1d20] = 20

 

[tindrli]

Tindrli[1d20] = 20
Tally[1d20] = 6
Vrac[1d20] = 14
Jebac[1d20] = 15

 

[nikolokolus]

Tindrli[1d20] = 20

roll 3 more times (once for each character)

 

[tindrli]

Done bro. Freakin tablets

 

[nikolokolus]

The search continues in earnest, but by the nine tentacles of Terrotix, you can't find two terces to rub together. the ambushed caravan has already been picked clean of anything remotely useful, valuable or even intact.

 

[Grimgravy]

"Nothing of use here. Since you two seem to be running things, should we be following the rather obvious trail?" The apprentice asks Phil and Lenny.

 

[tindrli]

The search continues in earnest, but by the nine tentacles of Terrotix, you can't find two terces to rub together. the ambushed caravan has already been picked clean of anything remotely useful, valuable or even intact.

Crap. not even a keyring... No boss, cant you see it.. they are all naked

 

[Helly]

Spoiler

Is actually Terrotix ?

: Tsk. Nothing usable at all.

: Well, they're all as naked an' hairy as Becky.

: Good news is, those scavengers may have quite a haul if this is not the first time they've done that...

: But, master, I don't-

: Of course we'll bring back everything to their families. Minus our expenses.

: You're so kind-hearted, master!

: Of course I am, of course I am . Mr Phil, Mr Lenny, what's our next step?

 

[Llywelyn ap Gruffydd]

Corin- "Well, this doesn't look very lucrative so far."

Renard- "I hope our fortunes are better than these sorry bastards."

Horace- "I would hope so!"

Dyrak sits and watches everyone attempting to scavenge.

 

[nikolokolus]

Lenny clears his throat in an attempt to get the group's attention, "Yoohoo! Excuse me!" He chirps. "We need to get going, the moks clearly dragged poor ol' Harvinius into the trees and probably back to their encampment. Sunset will be upon us in a few hours and who knows what manner of grues we might encounter in the dark. Shall we?"

 

[nikolokolus]

Phil and Lenny each produce a revolver from under their lab-coats and begin stealthily (as much as one can in a white, leather smock) creeping through the undergrowth, following the clear ceratopsian tracks that lead deeper into the woods.

 

[Helly]

: Let's follow our fearless leaders, comrades! Dibs on the guns if anything happens.

Our ragged band of marauders follow the two men through the bushes, staying close together.

 

[Grimgravy]

The others explain the need to quiet to Kraft the cheesemaker, then they follows the scientists.

 

[ERYFKRAD]

The group just follows the two leaders, feeling no reason to add to the chatter.

 

[nikolokolus]

Aside from the chatter of birds and occasional far-off screech of a pelgrane, the going is quiet and uneventful. Perhaps an hour of brisk hiking eventually leads you to a rise in the landscape; an escarpment rises before you and a strange formation of Liqui-Stone ® columns and blocks juts out of the hillside. Set between the blocks is a narrow passageway that leads into the earth.

There is a great quantity of blood just outside this passage and it is obvious that something heavy has been dragged into the depths -- great white gouge marks mar the Liqui-Stone ® floor.

 

[ERYFKRAD]

The guard motions to his companions to take position behind him, with the barber at his side. Thus formed, they stand behind their employers, ready to follow.

 

[Grimgravy]

"Isn't this promising! Do we go in this way or look for another way in?" the butcher asks.