Quote from: Age of Fable;252457"Detective-Inspector Hobson. I need these lockers opened."

"Psssh.  I need a smoke-bottle fulla magic incense, dude man, but I don't see one.  Do you?"  The orc looks slowly left and right, pretends to look beneath a bench, then leans against a locker and folds his arms.  "Nope.  Don't see one.  Life is a string of disappointments, man."

"Right you smart bastard. Get these lockers open NOW, or I will arrest you for impeding a murder investigation."

Quote from: Age of Fable;252529"Right you smart bastard. Get these lockers open NOW, or I will arrest you for impeding a murder investigation."

"Guunng, it's name calling now?  I guess you start breaking heads next.  Whatever you say, Detective-Defective.  I'm just a damn orc, and the damn orc always done it." The orderly sighs heavily, closing his eyes. "I ain't got keys, little big man, but I'm eager to cooperate with this investigation.  Gimme a just one minute, I'll go get Chief Ball-tard.  He'll be thrilled to help out.  He lives to serve and protect."

"Yes, let's see this 'chief'. What's he chief of?"

Buck sees Daryl's dilhemma....runs over to where he is...i'm attacking anyone I need to in order to get to him, and I'm going to attempt to check on him.

Quazarn seizes Darryl's arm, and lets it flop to the ground.  Seeing Buck approach, he says, "Is our work here done, Mister Pulsar?"

Checking Daryl for vital signs...

"Our work probably isn't, but looks like the kid's is..."

Creature moves to clobber whoever might bother Buck or Quazran as they check on Darryl.

Attack Roll: 4% HIT
Damage: 9
Saving Throw: 28% MAKE

After the Brawl's first chaotic eruption the arena is quiet.  A few skirmishes here, a shoving match there, but most of the fighter's still standing have scattered into loose and wary bunches.  Some of the toughest looking fighters appear to have avoided the opening free-for-all entirely, and stand near the walls with their entourages.

The Gibbon drops his guard and bows respectfully as Creature clomps toward him, taking a single step back.

Darryl is unconscious but breathing, his pulse faint but steady.  Buck and Quazarn's ministrations are interrupted by a loud *beep*beep*beep* as the crane overhead lowers it's shovel bucket.  

A goblin work crew hops out and wrestles Darryl and the nearby fallen into the bucket, adding them to the pile of broken, bleeding and groaning Brawlers.  "Step back now," orders the gob, tapping the apothecary's badge on his work helmet.

"Lift away!" he calls once Darryl, the wooky and Shepreem are loaded.

"I don't think so!", Buck takes off running for the guy running the shovel...he's jumping up in the cabin and clobbering the bastard so he can gain control of the mechanics.

Lesser Feat: 77%
Rolled: 64%

Quote from: Rondo;252718"I don't think so!", Buck takes off running for the guy running the shovel...he's jumping up in the cabin and clobbering the bastard so he can gain control of the mechanics.

Lesser Feat: 77%
Rolled: 64%

[The shovel bucket's attached to a crane.  The cabin is outside of the arena.  With your Lesser Feat roll you can make a successful grab onto the bucket as it raises away.]

Can I pull Daryl out?

If not, I'm climbing in there with him....I'm gonna have to take the risk that I can get him out on the other side of where this thing is going, and both of us survive.

Quote from: Rondo;252732If not, I'm climbing in there with him....I'm gonna have to take the risk that I can get him out on the other side of where this thing is going, and both of us survive.

[Have you read Mike Mulligan?  If you jump you'll be hanging off the tongue at the bottom.  There's a couple, three goblins riding along, hanging onto the teeth atop the dipper.

[NB. Mike Mulligan's steam shovel Mary, no matter how big-hearted, is a cave primitive next to the crane dipping people out of the arena.]

I live in the redneck capital for shovels...I understand how they work, trust me...I'm trying to make some sort of attempt at either getting him OUT of this thing, or getting me INTO it, cause if I don't try something we're gonna be dealing with a pissed off mother that will hunt us to the end of the earth (and other earths).