D&D Game

[xx - The Underdog Regime]

Xerdan: "I think it should be time to heal, whoever you are. I know there's a healer here. I'll try to see if I can see anything from the east side. Dwarves like their easts."

[The Sandmen]

Dworkin: Screw the healing, let's head East. Suck it up like men, or die in the dirt like a worm.

[The Rocketmen]

Fuch: Heaven make thee free of it. I follow thee.—
I am dead, Horatio.—Wretched queen, adieu!—
You that look pale and tremble at this chance,
That are but mutes or audience to this act,
Had I but time (as this fell sergeant, Death,
Is strict in his arrest), O, I could tell you—
But let it be.—Horatio, I am dead.
Thou livest. Report me and my cause aright
To the unsatisfied.

[xx - The Broad Street Bullies]

Fo: If you can talk, you can stand and move. Let's get a move on.

[The Rocketmen]

Fuch: God dammit, I wanted someone to carry me.

[xx - Team GAP]

DM: no Fuch can not talk, or get up and walk... in fact.. he looks like he is dying.. (perhaps a sucessful healing check could save his life) (or you can all wait and watch him die, your choice) (or the healer xx - Former Phoenix Fight Club could heal people who need healing) If the party decides to walk into the next room I will have no choice but to decide that enough time has passed and Fuch has died.

[The Rocketmen]

OOC: Excellent. Alright boys. I killed two of the three goblins for you, and now I am going to die for trying to participate and continue the game. Would someone mind healing me? Otherwise I will totally become a ghost for the rest of the game.

[xx - Team GAP]

OOC: and haunt you all...

[The Sandmen]

Dworkin: xx - Former Phoenix Fight Club, Heal the coward and let's be on our way. This is becoming sad and tiresome. And burdensome.

[xx - The Broad Street Bullies]

Fo: Let's get our buddy up and moving again. No matter how much I like seeing people writhing in pain, he may be useful in the future.

Healing roll = d20(10) + 4 = 14

OOC: Can I loot something from his knocked out body? Preferably his Flint and Steel?

If so:

Sleight of Hand roll (To hide it from the others) = d20(19) + 20 = 39

(Damn, if I knew that I'd roll that well, I'd try and take something more valuable)

[The Rocketmen]

DICK lol

[xx - The Broad Street Bullies]

OOC: Hey, you're KO'd, I'm Chaotic Neutral, and I have damn good sleight of hand. What did you expect?

[The Sandmen]

Dworkin: Damned good thing I hide my goods in me arse. The man who wants to dig for gold in there deserves every bit of loot he finds in there, I tell you what.

[xx - Team GAP]

Dm: you grab his flint and steel and then heal him. he is able to walk around but will be at zero hit points... if rocketmen does anything other than walking and talking he will over exert himself and fall back unconscious.

The party continues down the hallway to the east and comes to another 4 way intersection... you can go north south or east... you came in from the west

[xx - Team GAP]

Dm: or I guess you can all stand in the room and do nothing... since nobody has commented in 3 days about what they want to do or where to go.