Trinsic Tales:Ships Ahoy!/Chapter 14

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Note: This log is still in IRC format, and may be awkward to read as a result.

Chapter Fourteen: Three Down...


<Capn_Ascii> As we join our heroes--TROLL! GAH FUCK!!

<Capn_Ascii> The troll raises its mighty troll fists, intent on grinding your bones to make it's bread!, wait, that's giants. Well, it's going to do *something* horrible and violent and likely cannibalistic.

Marilyn gets clawed and responds with a growl. "So that's how you're going to play, is it? FIRE RIPOSTE!" she yells, flinging her hands into the troll... as they suddenly go aflame!

<Capn_Ascii> "GRAAAH!" The troll recoils in pain. "FIRE BAAAAD!" Nontheless, he continues to lay into you even as his flesh bubbles...

<Capn_Ascii> His oversized claws tear into you. Literally. I'll spare you the details, but suffie to say that he really gets them up in there, and then starts to pull and tear and...yeah, it's not pretty.

Marilyn gasps aloud as she takes the vicious blow. "I hate trolls."

<Capn_Ascii> Blue, having been...ah, waiting for the right strategic moment to present itself, quickly lunges in below the troll's arms as it tries to rip his boss in half like tissue paper, and stabs it in the thigh. The beast howls in annoyance and pain. Mostly annoyance.

Ashling directs one of the fairies to use magic missile.

<Capn_Ascii> *pew, pew*

<Capn_Ascii> Ash's sidekick fires off a single, puny shot, which hits the troll in the center of his forehead. The troll blinks, then slowly goes cross-eyed, then topples backward - slamming roughly against the wall of the elevator shaft and slumping to the floor, unconcious.

<Marilyn> "And thus do all trolls fall on this vast Internet," Marilyn smirks then grimaces, still in a lot of pain.

<Capn_Ascii> Blue blinks. "What's an Internet?"

<Marilyn> "Never mind. Fourth wall break," Marilyn comments. "My apologies."

<Vathgani> "What's a fourth - nevermind..."

<Capn_Ascii> --ONE MINUTE LATER--

<Capn_Ascii> The elevator finally, mercifully reaches the top of the shaft. You step off the platform, leaving the troll behind - unconcious, bruised, bloodied, and with a half-dozen random edged weapons sticking out of it like porcupine quills. He's still alive, but you've got at least a minute or two before he wakes back up, at least.

<Vathgani> "Vathgani wishes he were that tough..."

<Marilyn> "Can we get a teleport out of here, Ashling?"

Marilyn resets her manuevers and starts draining her crystal for healing.

Marilyn also waves her healing wand once.

Ashling gets ready to teleport back to the longboat

<Capn_Ascii> Ash does her magicalification thing, and...poof! Good thing, too 'cause you think you heard the troll groaning behind you.

<Capn_Ascii> You materialize on the beach. Fortunately, there's not a soul in sight.

<Capn_Ascii> You quickly take a peek at where you left the longboat hidden up behind some rocks. The boat is there, upside-down on the sand, but White is nowhere to be seen.

Marilyn grimaces. "Let's get that boat overturned and ready to go, then we'll search for White."

<Capn_Ascii> You all reach down and grab the edge of the boat...which gives a surprised yelp! ...oh, wait, that's just White. He's hiding under it. "Oh! Miss Marilyn! Thank goodness. Those robed guys came down here after you left...I hid with the boat..."

Marilyn resists the temptation to snap at White for the 'Miss' comment. "So they didn't spot you or anything?"

<Capn_Ascii> "No. I don't think they thought you were down here; they didn't stay long."

<Marilyn> "Very well. We return to the ship immediately."

<Capn_Ascii> "Yes, ma'am." He helps you overturn the boat and get it back into the water, after which you all begin rowing for the ship.


<Capn_Ascii> You return to the ship. It's still dark out.

<Capn_Ascii> Marilyn sets about stowing the third idol in the Secret Place with the other two.

Marilyn returns to deck. "Whichever island we haven't obtained an idol from, among the four non-center islands, set a course. Engage."

<Capn_Ascii> Bob nods. "Mt. Endless Raging Hellfire it is. You might want to bring your tanning lotion."

<Marilyn> "You wish."

<Vathgani> "Vathgani not sure he can tan."

<Capn_Ascii> "Maybe you aren't trying hard enough."

<Capn_Ascii> Bob turns the wheel, and the ship sails away...

<Capn_Ascii> ---END SESSION---