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Rolled 14, 10, 11, 3 = 38 (4d20)

>>37779632
>Its here Tatiana comes from around the other side, and sees the situation before making a beeline to your position.

Lets just fix that horrible last sentence real fast.

>>37779632
Wait, so are McCain and Marie on the opposite side of the pack or are the four of us facing them in a roughly crescent shape?

>>37779632
>what do
Get our guys regrouped, and fight.

If there's any second floor we can go to for an elevated position, or back door we can fight next to so we can run if need be, then take advantage of that and fire from above/have a backup plan. Respectively.

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Rolled 4, 12, 3, 4 = 23 (4d20)

>>37779762
There was a burned out hulk of a large building that you went around to find the centaur, McCain came around the same side you did. The trolls came out of the building itself. Tatiana came from the other side.

To put it in perspective.

[Building]
M Enemy T
You

>>37779881
Ah.

Then open fire on the enemy and call our teammates back to us while we physically push the trolls back with gunfire.

>>37779632
Oh, we need to get McCain and Marie to draw the trolls away from the downed centaur before we fight them. If they can back up without prompting them to charge we can try to get in a position where the stone ruins kind of bottleneck the trolls before we attack them all at once.

>>37779881
>McCain calls from around the corner with Marie in tow
So McCain and Marie are together, right?

>>37779910
Though, I guess that only applies to tatiana, since marie can fly and should be doing that.

>>37779925
Yes.

>>37779910
They're not immediately aggressive right now, I think we should take the opportunity to reposition. They outnumber us significantly and we don't have many guns to slug it out in a straight fight.

>>37780019
Oh? I thought they were comin' right for us.

Reposition first then.

>>37780068
>they seem to... mill about, slowly moving toward your position.
I got the impression that they're still moving lazily since Chemlab didn't say otherwise.

>>37780068
>>37780097
Call for a reposition is your choice of action then? Give me a 1d20 then.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>37780168

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>37780168
havesomedice

This might be trouble.

>>37780250
yeah, a little.
I wonder how fast trolls are.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>37780168

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>37780168
For the glory of satan!

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>Regroup (7)

The trolls seem almost as surprised to see you as you are of them, something you decide to take advantage of. You call out to your friends to converge on your position and to drive them back. Tatiana doesn't need telling twice, and is already converging on your location, nearly overshooting you as she gets to the fallen centaur. You note that she hasn't even drawn the rifle Marie has given her, instead she's produced one of the packs she was carrying.

[Keep the fallen off me, this one is on his last legs. I do not know if I can hope to keep him breathing, this looks dire.] She says franticly, pulling some foreign materiel out of the satchel.

You're incredulous, [There are seven of these things at least, can he wait?]

[I do not believe so.] She states.

Groaning, you turn your attention back to Marie and McCain. McCain, ever on the ball, was almost as fast as Tatiana in getting to you. Only he stopped halfway when he realized Marie wasn't with him heading back toward the mob. The harpy was frozen stock still for a moment before trying to wing into the air, only to get pounced by one of the degenerate trolls. She managed to extract herself from the predicament. Surrounded, things looked dire until McCain, bulling his way through the congregation arrives at her side. Back to back, the two are effectively seperated from you.

>Action?

(Lost connection a second there, apologies)

>>37781193

>Fire rifle until they either focus on you or your ammo is depleted, prepare for chemical warfare.

>>37781193
>action?

how alert are the trolls?
If they're being dumb idiots, just sort of mash them aside as best as you can with poison and weight to open a path for your teammates.

If they're being aggressive, open fire. We can't let our buddies get surrounded.

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>>37781316
Aggressive.

>>37781394
Then yeah, open fire and make a hole to move through.

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>>37781298
>>37781429
Gonna need a 1d20+4 roll.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>37781468
FOR THE EMPRAH!

Rolled 3 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>37781468

Rolled 1 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>37781468
time for shootin'

Rolled 3 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>37781525
aw jeez.

I sorta want to do that over. Probably wont' count though.

>>37781525
You attempt to fire your weapon, suddenly you are blinded by flash and feel a searing pain throughout your body. As you fall to the ground, you notice the blown up husk of your weapon. The trolls immediately break away from McCaine and Mary and rush to you.

The last thing you see is the gaping bloody maw of a hungry troll.

You have died.

>>37782052
Really? Trolling a quest thread? I have no words.

>>37782093
Whats wrong with making random death posts for critfails, I even make an obvious HUEHUEHUE name to make it clear I'm not the actual OP

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>>37782052
I'll take this as motivation for me to write faster.

Totally not looking up accurate catastrophic rifle failures right now.

>>37782243
Oh god what have I done.

>>37782269
And now you see my point, what you do gives Qms ideas.

>>37782312
Dear god... I'm a monster!

>>37782357
Not even a cute one like a lamia.

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>>37782312
Nah, I was already looking it up when he posted, just made me laugh is all.

Also discovered that your model of rifle is a particular bitch to clear jams, it doesn't have a removable sideplate like later models.

>>37782458
Oh joy.

>>37782458
aw jeez.

Wonder if it's tough enough to just try cycling the jam through, like the russians.

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>1

Tatiana lets out a curse in Casimiran as the satchel slide off the side of the injured centaur, the contents spilling all over the ground. She works through the confusion, focusing on where the first troll had savaged the fallen horseman.

McCain and Marie are in more dire straits, as the mob pounces on them. They manage to keep the mob at bay for the most part, McCain is currently facing off against three of the misshapen brutes, and Marie is desperately trying to shank the fourth, as the other three close in. From here, you can tell that the combat is pretty even for now, but you had better tip the scales in your favor soon.

Not wanting to hit your friends, you focus your fire into the trolls hanging back. You open up your volley, only to have a misfire on your third shot, checking the ejection port, you see a brass casing bent sideways, preventing a clean cycling. You try anyway, before giving up when the heavy brass carrier inside the rifle seizes up, stopping you before you damage the internals. Cursing to yourself, you try and clear the obstruction to no avail. It will take some time and your currently packed cleaning tools to clear the obstruction. Your two shots did have the desired effect, pulling the attention of three of the abominations. Only you don't have a rifle now.

>What do?

>>37782856
>what do?
I forget how well we had gotten our natural skills trained.
I assume we can still bite and crush, though, so it's the best we can do.

First, though, give the trolls a runaround so your friends can open fire on them while they're following you. Be the snake distraction.

>>37782856
Grab a blade and kite the trolls, if they catch us stab em.

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>>37782983
Thanks to working with Veles some time ago you've access to your claws, poison, and your spines.

You've not had much practice with it since then however.

Net bonus is +2

>>37782856
>>37783089
Deploy spines, even if we have to tear up our shirt. Spread out our arms and hiss as loud as we can, really hamming it up. These are primitive creatures and everything naturally has a fear of snakes, maybe we can get a small edge and distract more trolls for McCain and Marie to shank.

Use the corrosive venom if we can use it, but focus more on surviving then trying to put down trolls.

>>37783089
>>37783134
Yep. Do as much threatening and showboating as you can, get them to pay attention to you.

Maybe swipe at ones who stop paying attention to you, in between running away like a ponce.

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>>37783134
>>37783159
Give me a 1d20+2 roll.

>>37783248
nat1

Rolled 20 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>37783256
>>37783248

Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>37783248
Okay, let's not fuck up this time

Rolled 1 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>37783248
I hope I roll a 1.

>>37783274
>>37783362
Fuck you. killed my 20

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>37783248
Dice gods pls.

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>>37783274
>>37783362

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Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>37783362

>>37783397
Thank you based dice gods.

asshole dice gods can't read spoiler text

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>37783362
Rolling for anal circumference

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>>37783397
>>37783415
Just as a rule of thumb, its the first three, So in the case of opposing crits I just take the third value.

>>37783397
well, can we at least take this?

>>37783553
>>37783551
Please, we've suffered so much already. Don't make me write another crit fail TPK story, so help me god I will include vore in it.

>>37783577
Dear god I didn't expect to feel this much shame! How the hell do the WST people write this regularly!?

>>37783697
Please stop. I don't want to be tempted to read it.

>>37783735
Well thats up to the QM now isn't it

so much shame! Shame shame shame!

>>37783928
I CANT DO IT! THERES TOO MUCH SHAME OH GOD WHY!

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Rolled 11, 6, 20, 12 = 49 (4d20)

>20 Cri-
>1 Negates the 20
>3

Shedding your heavy overcoat and pack, you bid farewell to your shirt as you extend your spines and claws, the former ripping out the back of your clothes as they lock into position. Dredging up aeons of predatory heredity you attempt to intimidate the trolls. You are met with a decisive lack of reaction, either the trolls have no sense of self preservation, or you're not intimidating in the slightest. At least to them. Tatiana on the other hand, has been startled out of administering a vial of some clear liquid to the fallen centaur, delivering another string of curses in her tongue to shock even you.

McCain on the other hand, is having more success, bodily throwing one troll into the another. Using the time it takes the spindle limbed monstrosities to get up, he backs away from the third, and promptly ventilates the creature with three shots from his pistol. Marie is having more trouble, her adversary having grabbed her around the neck seemingly headless of the multitude of knives embedded in its body. In spite of the life being choked out of her, the harpy produced yet another dagger and stabs the creature square in the throat, pulling out and away. Rasping the creatures head flops sideways, before it goes limp, not once letting go of Marie. Using all her might, she manages to extricate herself from its death grip, and gets up coughing, heading back to McCain.

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Rolled 19, 17, 11, 3 = 50 (4d20)

>>37784060
The the leader of the three that came after you starts to lunge, and you counter by extending a clawed hand forward. You watch as your talons pierce the creature through the chest and it goes limp. Unfortunately, you can't seem to remove that hand from the corpse, and the other two are bearing down on you.


>What do?

>>37784086
Tail lash for space

>>37784086
Use its body as a shield, attempt to bite other troll, your venom melts bones, I sincerely doubt they can recover from that.

>>37784086
We've got spines. I agree with the tail lashing. That'll probably poison them, too. Just like circling the wagons!

Also, get rid of that troll.

>>37784086
Try to keep the corpse between you and one of the trolls, lash out at the other with our (spined?) tail.

All the while we need to try pushing the corpse off our claw with the other hand.

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>>37784106
>>37784111
>>37784174
>>37784186
Seems like bodying the trolls with your tail is winning. If you want to try and remove the troll as well, that will make it up to two rolls, both with a +2 modifier.

TL;DR: Roll 2d20+2

Rolled 9, 2 + 2 = 13 (2d20 + 2)

>>37784342

Rolled 10, 20 + 2 = 32 (2d20 + 2)

>>37784342

Rolled 2, 20 + 2 = 24 (2d20 + 2)

>>37784342

>>37784402
>>37784353
2 nat 20s...

>>37784402
>>37784353
You attempt to dislodge the troll from your claw, you fling it with such force that your troll corpse is launched at close to sunlight speeds, the trolls have no time to react as the body hits the ground in a blinding blast. You are launched backwards and incinerated simultaniously. The blast caused by the force of the troll corpses collision with the ground is visible from both the UFK and the phoenix empire, as the dust cloud kicked up enters the stratosphere. The world is subjected to the equivelent of a nuclear holocaust, creating a winter that would last a dozen years. When the dust finally cleared, little was left of the civilized world.

(This has been a PSA on not throwing troll corpses at the speed of light)

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>>37784416
That's not counting the 20 that one of your party members just got.

>>37784519
Hello? Anyone else here? I'm surprised nobody is angry at this hue post...

>>37784929
I'm here waiting on Op to deliver.

>>37784929
>>37785381
Yeah, me too. While playing video games.

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>12
>20x2

Thinking quickly, you whip a good portion of your lower half at the troll on the right, the spines of it embedding into the creature, tipped with the clear venom, it goes to work right away on the inside of the troll, its body deforming as the acid eats away on the insides slipping off your spines. Secondly, you turn your attention to the the troll at hand, so to speak. Putting your free hand on one side you're surprised to see the edges of the claws bite through the corpse with minimal resistance, effectively shearing it half, freeing your other hand. With that taken care of, you put your claws to proper use and slash at the remaining troll, cleaving a diagonal gash clean through the remaining troll. With that taken care of, you take stock of what is happening.

Tatiana has finally administered whatever it was in that vial to the fallen centaur, and looks to be seeing if whatever it was took. McCain on the other time appears to be having some trouble with the last two trolls, either due to fatigue, or his pistol is out of ammo. You see him reach for the sword strapped to his back. It is then a blur of red passes by as Marie, now taken to the air, buzzes the elf and the trolls. You don't see anything at first, until the trolls fall backwards, a dagger lodged firmly into both of their skulls.

For the moment at least, it looks like you're in the clear.

>What do?

>>37785504
Check to make sure the trolls are dead, then check to see if everyone is all right, then check for whether more trolls are coming, then finally see how tatiana is doing with the survivor.

>>37785504
This >>37785531

And put on a new shirt.

>>37785660
Oh crap, yeah, I forgot. The shirt tearing up thing.

>>37785504
>Double tap.

Check on McCain

Check on rifle

Check on Centaur.

>>37786342
Oh shit, yeah, at the end of our whole list of things to check is our rifle.

>>37786416
Well, I was about to make a titanic rip off shitpost of the rifles dying words to us, but my computer decided to die, thats probably gods way of telling me to stop being an ass.

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Picking back up your overcoat, you put it back on, thankful that the back of your shirt didn't completely shred this time. Looking over, you see Marie removing her blades from the corpses of the fallen, and McCain studiously reloading his revolver. You leave him to his work, including making 'damn sure the bastards are dead' while you check on Tatiana and the fallen centaur. She seems confident that the medicine took, but says it might be some time before he awakens, and it will be some time even then. You focus on clearing the jam in your rifle while she recites the apparent injuries that the centaur took. Your group, on the other hand, did not get out unscathed, McCain and Marie taking the worst of it, with a nasty bruise around Marie's neck where the troll throttled her. You manage to finally work the offending brass loose, and with a firm tap of the butt on the ground, clear the jam from the rifle, you then cycle in a new round.

You really hope that centaur has some answers.

>Calling the thread here. I've got to dig the house out tomorrow here and the last thing I want is to be half passed out while I do it. Thanks again for reading, and welcome to the new folks that are joining us.

>>37787467
Ah, all right. See you next time, canid, thanks for running!

>>37787467
Great thread Chemlab, thank you!

>>37787467
Thanks for running!

>>37787467
Thanks mate, and watch out for the QMs curse!