I think I am going to drop this blog. I have no idea why I am writing it. I haven't got a comment in months, and it seems any interest in what I write about is no longer there.
-clash
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Monday, June 18, 2012
IHW: Pigboats update!
I started work last week on a starter scenario for In Harm's Way:
Pigboats, to be either included in the game, or downloadable - I haven't
yet determined which. This is the most-asked-for addition from the
beta-testers. The reason is that Pigboats adventures/issions are
structured differently, and this adventure will serve as a template for
groups preparing their own missions.
It will be called Turmoil in Truk, and will be based on and around the Truk Islands in the Carolines. Truk was Japan's major base in the Central Pacific, and the line Japan-Saipan-Truk-Rabaul was the main materiel distribution and staging line in the Pacific. Truk is a group of heavily inhabited and developed islands, surrounded by an enormous atoll with five major passages through.
As a Situationalist GM, I have a lot of trouble with writing scenarios. Railroads are just *out*, and prepping a sandbox is boring and tedious. The Situationalist way to prep is to give NPCs as vectors, and assign them goals, personalities, and resources. Thing is, most of the readers will have no idea what to do with these vectors. I have to slot them in with an explanation on how to use them.
For example, a supply convoy is coming into Truk. I would need to establish the composition and starting point of the convoy and its escorts, the *resources*; describe the convoy leader and his second in command - in case the leader is killed, the *personality*; and give their orders, the *goals*. I would need to do this for the Japanese Naval Task Units temporarily in Truk, the Naval Garrison, and the Army Garrison. Maps will show geographically the gates and funnels things must flow through in the islands.
I also need to do this for the base in Pearl Harbor, for the period before the mission, defining the Base admiral, Squadron Commander, and a few other sub commanders, both friends and rivals. Then I need to formulate the orders for the submarine itself, allowing the commander to implement them as he wills. there will also be some ULTRA messages which can be thrown in as needed.
A lot of work to do - far more than I normally prep, as all I need to GM are resources and cryptic notes. Arrgh! And probably it will all be ignored to run a linear plot or used to build a true sandbox! :D
-clash
It will be called Turmoil in Truk, and will be based on and around the Truk Islands in the Carolines. Truk was Japan's major base in the Central Pacific, and the line Japan-Saipan-Truk-Rabaul was the main materiel distribution and staging line in the Pacific. Truk is a group of heavily inhabited and developed islands, surrounded by an enormous atoll with five major passages through.
As a Situationalist GM, I have a lot of trouble with writing scenarios. Railroads are just *out*, and prepping a sandbox is boring and tedious. The Situationalist way to prep is to give NPCs as vectors, and assign them goals, personalities, and resources. Thing is, most of the readers will have no idea what to do with these vectors. I have to slot them in with an explanation on how to use them.
For example, a supply convoy is coming into Truk. I would need to establish the composition and starting point of the convoy and its escorts, the *resources*; describe the convoy leader and his second in command - in case the leader is killed, the *personality*; and give their orders, the *goals*. I would need to do this for the Japanese Naval Task Units temporarily in Truk, the Naval Garrison, and the Army Garrison. Maps will show geographically the gates and funnels things must flow through in the islands.
I also need to do this for the base in Pearl Harbor, for the period before the mission, defining the Base admiral, Squadron Commander, and a few other sub commanders, both friends and rivals. Then I need to formulate the orders for the submarine itself, allowing the commander to implement them as he wills. there will also be some ULTRA messages which can be thrown in as needed.
A lot of work to do - far more than I normally prep, as all I need to GM are resources and cryptic notes. Arrgh! And probably it will all be ignored to run a linear plot or used to build a true sandbox! :D
-clash
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Final Cover for Volant!
Based on feedback from a whole lot of people on G+ and roludo.ca, this will be the final cover for Volant, based on an idea from Klaxon:
-clash
-clash
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
Volant Fiction Snippet
From the introduction to Volant - Kingdoms of Air and Stone:
Dalgar sighed. “No, little one, you cannot be a wizard. There are no wizards any more.”
Harein pulled her braids and looked cross. “It’s not fair! Why aren’t there any wizards any more, Papa? What happened?”
He sipped his beer and looked out the window at the massive cliff where Jaimar butted up against Loriman. Stout cables and great chains laced the cliff side, pulling the two lands together. “It happened long ago, Hari. Long before I was born, or even Gemma. They used up all their magic, and there was none left over.”
Harein thought about this, pink tongue sticking out and brow furrowed in concentration. Then she frowned. “They should have left some for us. That was mean!”
“It saved us, Hari. You see, in the long ago, there were two kinds of wizards, and they warred on each other. There were the Wizards of living things, and the Wizards of stone, and their war was long and bitter.” Dalgar rubbed his beard. “When the Wizards of living things made their last stroke, it got out of control. Horrid monsters stormed over the earth, and men... and little girls... were their meat.”
The girl shivered. “Good thing we were above them, huh, Papa?”
“We weren’t, baby. All the people were down on the earth back then.” Dalgar shook his head. “There was no where to go.”
Harain’s eyes opened wide. “What happened, Papa? How did we get away?”
“The Wizards of stone cast the mightiest spell ever made. It was so powerful they pulled all the magic from every person on the earth, and put it into the roots of all the mountains, and the mountains tore away from the earth and flew up into the air, and the people were saved.” Here he looked into her wide eyes. “But all the wizards, every one of them - even the baby Wizards, honey - every one was burned to a crisp and died. Since then all the magic of the world is locked in the stone and in the plants and animals, and not a bit is in any human.” Dalgar waited a moment as his daughter wiped her eyes for the burned babies. “Why did you want to be a wizard anyway, baby girl?”
Her fierce glare returned. “That creepy Joslo Horm is being a pest, and I wanted to turn him into a toad!”
“Oh!” said Dalgar. “Why didn’t you say that in the first place! You need a potion...”
Dalgar sighed. “No, little one, you cannot be a wizard. There are no wizards any more.”
Harein pulled her braids and looked cross. “It’s not fair! Why aren’t there any wizards any more, Papa? What happened?”
He sipped his beer and looked out the window at the massive cliff where Jaimar butted up against Loriman. Stout cables and great chains laced the cliff side, pulling the two lands together. “It happened long ago, Hari. Long before I was born, or even Gemma. They used up all their magic, and there was none left over.”
Harein thought about this, pink tongue sticking out and brow furrowed in concentration. Then she frowned. “They should have left some for us. That was mean!”
“It saved us, Hari. You see, in the long ago, there were two kinds of wizards, and they warred on each other. There were the Wizards of living things, and the Wizards of stone, and their war was long and bitter.” Dalgar rubbed his beard. “When the Wizards of living things made their last stroke, it got out of control. Horrid monsters stormed over the earth, and men... and little girls... were their meat.”
The girl shivered. “Good thing we were above them, huh, Papa?”
“We weren’t, baby. All the people were down on the earth back then.” Dalgar shook his head. “There was no where to go.”
Harain’s eyes opened wide. “What happened, Papa? How did we get away?”
“The Wizards of stone cast the mightiest spell ever made. It was so powerful they pulled all the magic from every person on the earth, and put it into the roots of all the mountains, and the mountains tore away from the earth and flew up into the air, and the people were saved.” Here he looked into her wide eyes. “But all the wizards, every one of them - even the baby Wizards, honey - every one was burned to a crisp and died. Since then all the magic of the world is locked in the stone and in the plants and animals, and not a bit is in any human.” Dalgar waited a moment as his daughter wiped her eyes for the burned babies. “Why did you want to be a wizard anyway, baby girl?”
Her fierce glare returned. “That creepy Joslo Horm is being a pest, and I wanted to turn him into a toad!”
“Oh!” said Dalgar. “Why didn’t you say that in the first place! You need a potion...”
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Volant - Playtest #4
Had a short game - we had to integrate a new player and needed to stop a bit short. Anyway, Pherin, the new character, was supposed to go with the others , but had been away on a retreat, Yes, a retreat, He was an alchemist, an herbalist, and something of a soldier. The Company found him, hustled him on a fast ship to Straum, and he figured out where the rest would be crossing from ar Jinnyah and went there.
Now he had been waiting for two days on the top of the cliffs above the Hole, avoiding the Straum border patrols, and waiting for the others to cross the ten mile wide Hole. The others were flying mostly owls, he knew, and he needed some way to signal them without the heron mounted Straum patrols seeing the signal. That day he had brewed a potion from concentrates of Fire Flower, for fire, and Brain Fruit, for concentration. This he unstoppered and poured on the ground. A spot of intense heat without fire grew. The owls, with their fantastic night sight would see it if they passed over.
Meanwhile, at the fall of night, the others left the "safety" of the cavern and headed aloft up the Hole. They spiraled up far out in the hole, miles from the cliff face, where patrols marched and flew, then flew inland over the Straum border. Arjuna and Kumar noticed the Owls were all agitated about something on the ground, right near the cliff. They talked - well, yelled to each other - about it, and decided it was just Straum patrols. Sanjay and Nadila, overhearing this, reminded the others that Pharis might be waiting there instead of in the Straum capital. He *was* supposed to join them when he could. At the insistence of Sanjay and Nadila, Arjuna "volunteered" to fly his kiwi in and see. Nadila would cover him with her bow.
Pherin heard the whirring of wings, and making his Lore check, identified it as a kiwi, which only Arjuna's family bred and rode. He never heard the owls of course, as they were like ghosts in the night. Arjuna came in and landed, on confirming it was Pherin. He and Pherin talked for a moment, as Pherin gathered his things. Up above, Nadila got mischievous and sent an arrow thunking into the ground beside Pherin. Pherin stared at it like it was a snake.
Arjuna figuring Nadila would never let a Straum air patrol get above them without warning, knew she was playing a game and decided to play along. "Run!" he shouted. "They've found us!" Two more arrows thunked into the earth, bracketing Pherin. ""I'll hold them off while you hide!" Arjuna said as he fired into the air, nowhere near where the others would be. Pherin ran to the edge of the cliff, and scrambled out onto a ledge just under the lip, where he should be invisible.
As he looked up, three shadows blocked out the stars above him as they silently glided in to land on the cliff top, Nadila howling with laughter. Realizing he had been had, Pherin sedately walked back up to the top of the cliff, to the razzing of his friends. "Where you been?" "What's a retreat? That doesn't sound very soldierly, does it." "That was nice retreat - right off the cliff!" He put up with it, in his oddly distracted manner, and loaded his stuff on the back of the birdmaster's owl. He himself had just scrambled up behind Nadila when three flaming javelins flew through the air and thudded into the ground all around them.
"It's the patrol! They've found us!" shouted Arjuna. "Go! Go! Go!" Nadila and Pherin, Sanjay and Kumar, and Arjuna few off into the night, but Rupta, the birdmaster, was not so lucky. Three arrows shot through his chest, and dead, he fell forward out of the saddle, slamming his bird's head into the rocks at the edge of the cliff. The bird, who had also taken several arrows, plummeted off the cliff and down the hole. If it wasn't dead, they'd never find it again. "My things! My alchemy kit!" shouted Pherin. "It's gone!" shouted Nadila. "Get over it! You can afford a new one!"
Through the night, they streaked over mountainous Straum, flying just above the treetops. Just after first light, they spied a hanging valley above the valley they were flying down. On climbing up to it, they found an abandoned rookery - a place where giant birds were raised and bred. It had been abandoned not too long ago, and there were lots of buildings still standing. They brought the owls into a huge barn designed to house birds, and went to sleep.
About mid-day, as Pherin was on watch, he noticed a large naval ship flying right towards the hanging valley. He woke they others up and they had plenty of time to secrete themselves around the barn before the ship landed. It few up and dropped an anchor, then a strange rope and bamboo scaffolding folded down from the ship's belly. Sky sailors swarmed down the scaffolding, hauling lines and staking out the ship with a web of lines and stakes. Meanwhile, others swaggered off to another of the buildings, from which they hauled six two-meter cubed boxes on sledges, twelve men to each hauling on the ropes. They started to bring the boxes up to the ship through the scaffolding.
Arjuna and Nadila were high up in the bird barn, in sniper positions. Arjuna motioned to Nadila, and they sneaked across the grounds of the rookery, dodging behind buildings. The sky sailors didn't even look. They went to the barn the sailors were dragging the boxes from, and crept inside. There were four more boxes, just like the first six, and no one was watching. "Nadila whispered "Should we tell the others?" Arjuna agreed, so she wrote a quick note, wrapped it around an arrow, and sent it into the side of the bird barn, right next to Sanjay.
Arjuna opened one of the boxes, and slipped inside, while Sanjay came across without informing the other. Nadila told him that Arjuna had gone into one of the boxes, and Sanjay went into another. Sanjay scuffled around and found under the excelsior that the box was filled with books. He popped out of the box, and returned to Nadila, who informed him that Arjuna never left his box. Unfortunately, at this time, the sky sailors returned and began hitching up all four boxes. At Sanjay's plea, Nadila Faked him out as a sailor, and he tailed onto a rope behind the last sailor on the last box, and was brought up into the ship.
Meanwhile, in the barn, Kumar recognized his lover Sanjay disguised as a sky sailor. He told Pherin, and they crept out to the scaffolding as the last sailors swarmed up to the ship. Pherin and Kumar used a potion of web shooting to stick themselves to the underside of the scaffolding floor, and they were brought up to the ship as well. Nadila stayed behind, thinking she had to watch Kumar and Pherin, not realizing they had gone as well.
Sanjay, with his tattoos and eyepatch, fit right in among the sky sailors, as did Kumar, but Pherin wwas an aristocrat, and the Chief of the Boat caught on to him in no time, and took him off to see the Captain.
End of session
-clash
Now he had been waiting for two days on the top of the cliffs above the Hole, avoiding the Straum border patrols, and waiting for the others to cross the ten mile wide Hole. The others were flying mostly owls, he knew, and he needed some way to signal them without the heron mounted Straum patrols seeing the signal. That day he had brewed a potion from concentrates of Fire Flower, for fire, and Brain Fruit, for concentration. This he unstoppered and poured on the ground. A spot of intense heat without fire grew. The owls, with their fantastic night sight would see it if they passed over.
Meanwhile, at the fall of night, the others left the "safety" of the cavern and headed aloft up the Hole. They spiraled up far out in the hole, miles from the cliff face, where patrols marched and flew, then flew inland over the Straum border. Arjuna and Kumar noticed the Owls were all agitated about something on the ground, right near the cliff. They talked - well, yelled to each other - about it, and decided it was just Straum patrols. Sanjay and Nadila, overhearing this, reminded the others that Pharis might be waiting there instead of in the Straum capital. He *was* supposed to join them when he could. At the insistence of Sanjay and Nadila, Arjuna "volunteered" to fly his kiwi in and see. Nadila would cover him with her bow.
Pherin heard the whirring of wings, and making his Lore check, identified it as a kiwi, which only Arjuna's family bred and rode. He never heard the owls of course, as they were like ghosts in the night. Arjuna came in and landed, on confirming it was Pherin. He and Pherin talked for a moment, as Pherin gathered his things. Up above, Nadila got mischievous and sent an arrow thunking into the ground beside Pherin. Pherin stared at it like it was a snake.
Arjuna figuring Nadila would never let a Straum air patrol get above them without warning, knew she was playing a game and decided to play along. "Run!" he shouted. "They've found us!" Two more arrows thunked into the earth, bracketing Pherin. ""I'll hold them off while you hide!" Arjuna said as he fired into the air, nowhere near where the others would be. Pherin ran to the edge of the cliff, and scrambled out onto a ledge just under the lip, where he should be invisible.
As he looked up, three shadows blocked out the stars above him as they silently glided in to land on the cliff top, Nadila howling with laughter. Realizing he had been had, Pherin sedately walked back up to the top of the cliff, to the razzing of his friends. "Where you been?" "What's a retreat? That doesn't sound very soldierly, does it." "That was nice retreat - right off the cliff!" He put up with it, in his oddly distracted manner, and loaded his stuff on the back of the birdmaster's owl. He himself had just scrambled up behind Nadila when three flaming javelins flew through the air and thudded into the ground all around them.
"It's the patrol! They've found us!" shouted Arjuna. "Go! Go! Go!" Nadila and Pherin, Sanjay and Kumar, and Arjuna few off into the night, but Rupta, the birdmaster, was not so lucky. Three arrows shot through his chest, and dead, he fell forward out of the saddle, slamming his bird's head into the rocks at the edge of the cliff. The bird, who had also taken several arrows, plummeted off the cliff and down the hole. If it wasn't dead, they'd never find it again. "My things! My alchemy kit!" shouted Pherin. "It's gone!" shouted Nadila. "Get over it! You can afford a new one!"
Through the night, they streaked over mountainous Straum, flying just above the treetops. Just after first light, they spied a hanging valley above the valley they were flying down. On climbing up to it, they found an abandoned rookery - a place where giant birds were raised and bred. It had been abandoned not too long ago, and there were lots of buildings still standing. They brought the owls into a huge barn designed to house birds, and went to sleep.
About mid-day, as Pherin was on watch, he noticed a large naval ship flying right towards the hanging valley. He woke they others up and they had plenty of time to secrete themselves around the barn before the ship landed. It few up and dropped an anchor, then a strange rope and bamboo scaffolding folded down from the ship's belly. Sky sailors swarmed down the scaffolding, hauling lines and staking out the ship with a web of lines and stakes. Meanwhile, others swaggered off to another of the buildings, from which they hauled six two-meter cubed boxes on sledges, twelve men to each hauling on the ropes. They started to bring the boxes up to the ship through the scaffolding.
Arjuna and Nadila were high up in the bird barn, in sniper positions. Arjuna motioned to Nadila, and they sneaked across the grounds of the rookery, dodging behind buildings. The sky sailors didn't even look. They went to the barn the sailors were dragging the boxes from, and crept inside. There were four more boxes, just like the first six, and no one was watching. "Nadila whispered "Should we tell the others?" Arjuna agreed, so she wrote a quick note, wrapped it around an arrow, and sent it into the side of the bird barn, right next to Sanjay.
Arjuna opened one of the boxes, and slipped inside, while Sanjay came across without informing the other. Nadila told him that Arjuna had gone into one of the boxes, and Sanjay went into another. Sanjay scuffled around and found under the excelsior that the box was filled with books. He popped out of the box, and returned to Nadila, who informed him that Arjuna never left his box. Unfortunately, at this time, the sky sailors returned and began hitching up all four boxes. At Sanjay's plea, Nadila Faked him out as a sailor, and he tailed onto a rope behind the last sailor on the last box, and was brought up into the ship.
Meanwhile, in the barn, Kumar recognized his lover Sanjay disguised as a sky sailor. He told Pherin, and they crept out to the scaffolding as the last sailors swarmed up to the ship. Pherin and Kumar used a potion of web shooting to stick themselves to the underside of the scaffolding floor, and they were brought up to the ship as well. Nadila stayed behind, thinking she had to watch Kumar and Pherin, not realizing they had gone as well.
Sanjay, with his tattoos and eyepatch, fit right in among the sky sailors, as did Kumar, but Pherin wwas an aristocrat, and the Chief of the Boat caught on to him in no time, and took him off to see the Captain.
End of session
-clash
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Volant Playtest #3, Part 2
As they flew through the darkness to
the north, Arjuna and Nadila both noticed it was thundering and raining
in the far eastern mountains. They thought nothing further of it, and
continued on. As first light was just penetrating the mirk to the east,
they spotted a large copse of trees in a wadi below them, and decided to
make camp.
Later, all were asleep but Sanjay, who was on watch. He heard a roar, and a moment later glimpsed a wall of water sweeping down on them. "FLOOD!" he shouted, and scrambled up the steep sides of the wadi. Arjuna jumped bareback onto his Kiwi as it flew away, Nadila and Kumar barely made it up the wadi sides, and the Birdmaster imitated Arjuna and flew away with the owls. The camp, and everything they weren't wearing, was swept away in the flood.
They spent the day patiently searching the wadi, the stream, and the pools of water left behind, and eventually recovered most of what they had lost. Twice patrols of herons flew overhead, but they were not spotted. Arjuna joked bitterly that only an idiot would camp in a wadi while it is raining in the mountains, so why bother looking.
When night fell, they set out again, exhausted after the arduous day finding and drying out their stuff. Flying north again, just before daylight they spotted a huge cliff in front of them, with a gap ten miles wide in front of it. Straum floated higher than Ar Jinnyah, and the match was not smooth. As they flew over the gap, they spotted clouds drifting below them. Ahead, they saw patrols, both on foot and on birdback, along the cliff face and top. They decided to hole up somewhere and wait for night.
Nadila, Arjuna, and Kumar spotted places to land, but Arjuna's ledge was exposed above, and Kumar's cave too shallow. They decided to go for Nadila's cavern, a wide thing with vegetation at the mouth where the sun could reach, and a stream emptying over the lip into the vast emptiness below. They knew - Arjuna and Nadila were both former Avian Scouts - that a cave this nice was probably inhabited, but an inspection turned up nothing, and they settled in and slept, exhausted.
Kumar was on watch when a great lizard pterodactyl thing dove at him from a niche on the roof of the cavern. He saw it in time and leaped away, but did not wake the others. The flying lizard banked and swept down again, this time scoring a ht with its talons, but Kumar got in a got bite with his spear as well. This time he woke up the rest of the party with a shout. (The rest of the players were sarcastically thanking him for letting them sleep, so he had better!)
Sanjay, who did not use any distance weapons, downed the potion of flying, while Arjuna and Nadila grabbed their crossbows. Kumar also dropped his spear and grabbed his crossbow as it came around for another attack. Kumar hit, and Nadila buried two bolts into the creature, but the thing snatched Kumar up, raking him terribly in the process, and flew out over the gap, screaming in triumph. Sanjay screamed "Nooo!" and flew out and onto the great lizard's back. He garotted the lizard while steering it back towards the cave mouth. Arjuna dropped his crossbow, and snatched Kumar from the thing's talons as it swept overhead. Sanjay rode it into the ground as Nadilla hit it twice more. Whether it was the crash, the garotte, or the bolts that killed it is undetermined, but no one much cared. Kumar was in terrible shape, and they poured their strongest healing potion into him as they put him back to sleep.
End of session. Three targets down, four to go.
Later, all were asleep but Sanjay, who was on watch. He heard a roar, and a moment later glimpsed a wall of water sweeping down on them. "FLOOD!" he shouted, and scrambled up the steep sides of the wadi. Arjuna jumped bareback onto his Kiwi as it flew away, Nadila and Kumar barely made it up the wadi sides, and the Birdmaster imitated Arjuna and flew away with the owls. The camp, and everything they weren't wearing, was swept away in the flood.
They spent the day patiently searching the wadi, the stream, and the pools of water left behind, and eventually recovered most of what they had lost. Twice patrols of herons flew overhead, but they were not spotted. Arjuna joked bitterly that only an idiot would camp in a wadi while it is raining in the mountains, so why bother looking.
When night fell, they set out again, exhausted after the arduous day finding and drying out their stuff. Flying north again, just before daylight they spotted a huge cliff in front of them, with a gap ten miles wide in front of it. Straum floated higher than Ar Jinnyah, and the match was not smooth. As they flew over the gap, they spotted clouds drifting below them. Ahead, they saw patrols, both on foot and on birdback, along the cliff face and top. They decided to hole up somewhere and wait for night.
Nadila, Arjuna, and Kumar spotted places to land, but Arjuna's ledge was exposed above, and Kumar's cave too shallow. They decided to go for Nadila's cavern, a wide thing with vegetation at the mouth where the sun could reach, and a stream emptying over the lip into the vast emptiness below. They knew - Arjuna and Nadila were both former Avian Scouts - that a cave this nice was probably inhabited, but an inspection turned up nothing, and they settled in and slept, exhausted.
Kumar was on watch when a great lizard pterodactyl thing dove at him from a niche on the roof of the cavern. He saw it in time and leaped away, but did not wake the others. The flying lizard banked and swept down again, this time scoring a ht with its talons, but Kumar got in a got bite with his spear as well. This time he woke up the rest of the party with a shout. (The rest of the players were sarcastically thanking him for letting them sleep, so he had better!)
Sanjay, who did not use any distance weapons, downed the potion of flying, while Arjuna and Nadila grabbed their crossbows. Kumar also dropped his spear and grabbed his crossbow as it came around for another attack. Kumar hit, and Nadila buried two bolts into the creature, but the thing snatched Kumar up, raking him terribly in the process, and flew out over the gap, screaming in triumph. Sanjay screamed "Nooo!" and flew out and onto the great lizard's back. He garotted the lizard while steering it back towards the cave mouth. Arjuna dropped his crossbow, and snatched Kumar from the thing's talons as it swept overhead. Sanjay rode it into the ground as Nadilla hit it twice more. Whether it was the crash, the garotte, or the bolts that killed it is undetermined, but no one much cared. Kumar was in terrible shape, and they poured their strongest healing potion into him as they put him back to sleep.
End of session. Three targets down, four to go.
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