I'm going to need to track how much hate each god has for me, how much spite the gods I control have (in aggregate), and how much Oog I've got. That's it, right?
Order's fine. It's just that if we follow the rules and do two-up, miniman will make a choice then the rest just get alternately assigned. (Because only one will be visible at each step.) So I was wondering if you'd seen that and decided to go with 3 so that there'd be some choice here.
It'd mean that the two-player game starts with, at most, one spite among all gods. But it'll rack up fast, so I don't know how problematic that is or isn't.
God of War @nitsua60 God of Death @nitsua60 God of the Gab @Miniman God of Stealth @Miniman God of Artefacts @nitsua60 Goddess of Movement @Miniman God of Strength @Miniman
The Bar'oog clan has been on a streak of good luck, lately. Having been led by this new young shaman, Chooyta'a, towards bountiful but weak halfling villages, the clan enjoyed pillaging unopposed for close to two months. And, now, they're ready to take on the big guns.
Pointing toward a large lift bridge of gnomish make, spanning a great river, Chooyta'a says "There we strike next, the gods demand it of us..." he looks perplexed for a moment and adds "you worthless maggots..."
Grosk got to the gates first- there are wildlife abundant in the river, a bunch of unattentive gnome guards all of whom have taken their armor off- as they play cards
(strength is only 3!) The gnome flies into the stinky, sneaky, mean water. I have sent that gnome to That Which Guards the Gate! [gnome is wading back to shore; since he wasn't wearing armor it's no problem]
Manmangler charges in a bit behind the rest of the group. There are gnomes fighting orcs 2 gnomes for each standing orc... There seems to be an orc wedged in the cogs there too.
That Which Guards the Gate audibly chuckles: he's just been toying with Dares Insult the Gods all along, letting him think he was somehow invincible. The steam blasts into DItG's face, stripping skin, but leaving one eyeball. The last thing I see: the steam-cleaned sock, slipping through cracks in the floor, falling to the nasty, filthy, horrid river.
You lost sight of the brightly-colored 10-ft pole in the crystalline waters of the river. Reaching for the gnome, you trip and just feel your fingers graze his shoulder as you fall, face first!!!, into the wretched water.
(From underwater you can't hear the laughs of the pointing goblins and orks on the top of the riverbank.)
after retching the contents of your stomach, you see the gnome is probably half way across the river already. Smoke issues from the building you were from, as well as steam from all of its cracks and crevices. A few gnomes run out of the building, as well.
to the side, doing nothing, are a a bunch of goblins
after retching the contents of your stomach, you see the gnome is probably half way across the river already. Smoke issues from the building you were from, as well as steam from all of its cracks and crevices. A few gnomes run out of the building, as well.
also, free goblins to the side
@Miniman aww man, sorry about this again D: It's 12 MN here too
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