"Well, a stroke of good fortune, it seems. Right place at the right time, Doctor. I'm interested to see how this is performed." The pile of thirty golds returns swiftly and silently to Atak's pouch.

"Would that be worth what we owe to you? Perhaps with a modest breakfast thrown in?"

The proprietor says "I reckon so, if'n you can make much in the way of an improvement.  Cletus cleans and oils it every week on the inside, but don't know nothing else about it." 

He winces as he opens the back of the bot.

”You’ve seen better days, old friend...you won’t be playing the opera house again, but some fine tuning should keep you going another decade...”


13:40, Today: Dr. Darien Mason rolled 3 using 2d8 ((1,2)).

Darien finds a number of screws that had worked their way completely out, and most of the rest loose, it takes little more than an hour to get those all tightened up, and just tightening the strings a bit, it sounds a little better, doesn't need to be kicked to start, and feels a lot more solid.  You'd need someone with a good ear and a tuning whistle or fork to really tune it up.

The gears, pulleys, hammers and strings are pretty worn, a few already broken (which accounts for a few missed notes.)  it needs a full overhaul, you'd need to get parts somewhere for those and it'd probably take a few days to a week and be worth considerably more than what you owed to do that.  You suspect it won't last another year without all that.

The Proprietor is ecstatic over the improvement, gives out a couple hand meat pies each (enough for breakfast and lunch on the road) and a round of Brass Balls Whiskey for "Hair of the Dog." and promises a free round next time you're in town.  While the few dancers that are up find some renewed enthusiasm for Darien giving him a warm goodbye.

"Well done," Atak says to the Doctor, flipping up the heavy hood of his cloak, ready to go outside and finish their trip.

The insect-man is uninterested in the machine workings, and waits outside with Mule until the others are ready.  He is glad that the Doctor was able to come to an arrangement.  The human's proclivity for mating seemed strange to him.

"Thank you Sir! Thank you ladies! If I find any vintage gears on my travels I'll stop by to give our musician a checkup!"

*turning to his crew*

"Gentlemen! To the supply store!"

(OOC: You can get anything in the book at book prices, seems to be a pretty well provisioned
 general store. Just subtract money for whatever you want.)


What's your marching order after leaving town?

It would make sense to have Black Angus in front, with Bob and Mule in the back. Veryn, Dr. Mason and Atak can march single file when needed, or in pairs (Dr. Mason and Veryn in second row, Atak and Bob in back row).

PM

Fine by me!

OOC: Hey all, sorry to go AWOL for a week. I was finishing up my vacation, and time with my family.

Black Angus enjoyed himself immensely at the cabaret show, and he mostly remembers it. He accepts a meat pie and drink to slacken his hangover, and agrees with Atak about the party's order. "If anything attacks us, seek cover." He readies his crossbow and when the party is assembled, sets out to follow the map.

OOC Part 2: I missed quite a bit. Do I owe anyone money for the carousing/breakfast? Or did the funds from the boss and piano repair cover everything?

Bob in content to walk in the back with Mule.

OOC: Dr. Mason's repairs paid for the remaining tab, and breakfast.
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After buying what supplies you want at the General Store and setting off a bit late out the opposite road, you can see in the distance off to the north west a spire or something sticking up above the horizon, then come to a road that appears to head off in that direction. it's not the way you're going.

As you're gazing off wondering what it could be, You hear a faint muffled sound coming from beyond a tree to the right "mmmph, mmph" giving you just enough time to draw your weapons in caution if you wish.

A good sized group of dark green goblins steps out from the trees lining the road surrounding you, armed with javelins and spears, wearing leathers and furs.  The one directly in your way says "Surrender and you get to live! Take off your weapons.  Now." the words distorted by his pointy teeth and strange accent.

As you look around weighing your options you count 13 of them in total. The muffled sound continues.

Atak shakes his head and steps to the side of the party, nocking an arrow in his bow. He makes an odd clicking sound, but his head is covered with the holocaust cloak and it is impossible to determine where the sound comes from. He looks from side to side, all the time clicking, but he says nothing.

Black Angus raises his crossbow and points it at the closest goblin. "You really think you can take anything from us? Well, maybe you can. There's a lot of you. But not all of you will walk away from this if you try. Let us pass, and try again on the next group of rubes that wander by."

Bob reaches back to his quiver, and draws a javelin in each hand.  His mouthparts click together loudly in anticipation.  He adjusts his footing, rising up to an impressive height, as he prepare to throw both javelins.

The Doctor surveyed his environs. Open area. Several enemies. Perfect venue for an experiment in CHAOS.

"Stand back, Gentlemen!"

He points his cane towards the goblins.

"Prepare to be SCIENCED!"

09:57, Today: Dr. Darien Mason rolled 57,6 using d100,d6 ((57,6)).

A 30' across absolute black globe that absorbs all wavelengths of light appears centered approximately where the goblin blocking the road was, also enveloping four more of the goblins to the front that were at the side of the road.   You hear the startled noises of the goblins within it, then goblin words exchanged with those outside of it one of the ones behind you pointlessly gesturing to come along with his shouts.  It gives you a momentary advantage against the confused goblins, you're able to attack before the eight not in the darkness recover responding with the javelins they have at the ready.

(State your moves/attacks if you're going to, Darien already went.)

Veryn takes the opportunity to attempt to hide and make an attack on one of the goblins.

OOC: 12:47, Today: Veryn Darkwater rolled 23,8 using d20+3,d8 ((20,8)). Critical! Do I roll again for crit damage, double the damage dealt, or is it simply an auto hit?

There is the twang of a bow as Atak sends an arrow into one of the goblins.

OOC: Today: Atak rolled 13 using 1d20+2.  Atak bow shot.
          Today: Atak rolled 9 using 1d8+1     Atak arrow damage.

Black Angus brings his crossbow to bear on one of the visible goblins and pulls the trigger. The bolt flies towards one of the goblins...

07:41, Today: Black Angus rolled 1 using 1d6.  arrow damage (if that hits).

07:40, Today: Black Angus rolled 11 using 1d20+1.  crossbow attack (additional +1 if close range).

(OOC:

Veryn: I'm not using crits exactly, human fighters of 2nd level plus get to make a 2nd attack on a 20, so you just auto-hit.

There's not really anywhere to hide besides someone/something bigger like Bob or his mule, that would hide you from about half of them.  You could try to get behind one of the trees, but the goblins are next to them.  Or I suppose you could go into the darkness, you'd be very hidden there, you just wouldn't be able to see.

Atak:  Were you still targeting "The talkative one" that's now in the darkness?

I'll update once we get Bob's attacks.)

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