(Whew! Glad to hear it...!!!)

At this point, Zarko is kind of keeping his head down and staying in Creature's shadow.

If anybody comes around and he can get a sneak attack in, he will. Otherwise, he's watching and waiting.

Quote from: Age of Fable;252971"Of course I haven't heard of him you fool. I'm on secondment from B Division. Now go and get him at once."

"Oooh, B Division.  How impressive,"  the orc deadpans.  He stares dully at Hobson for a few seconds, clears his throat with a nasal wheeze, and reaches for the walkie talkie on his belt.

"Hnnnggh.  Yeah, gimme the chief..."  A longish wait.

"Chief, it's Chet.  Chet White.  There's a detective needs, ungk, to see you"  The orc winces and holds the walkie talkie away from his ear a good six inches.  

"Chester....situation here....damn pointy-headed....blasted....my office."

The walkie-talkie tweets off.  Stuffing his hands in his pockets Chet turns and walks toward the locker room door.  "Off we go, piglet.  I'm sure I'll end up fired over this, or emptying out the hair traps in the shower.*  After my ass is cooked and chewed by the Chief of course.  Another bee-yoo-ti-ful day for Chester White."

* Wookies and dwarves, man.  You don't even wanna know.

(Dig it! Someone was FINALLY hip enough to reference wookie pubeage!  Now that's the stuff this game is made of!):O

Quazarn, cooler than a cryocuke, holds up his hands with an exasperated sigh.  "Relax, fella," he intones to the...whatever-it-is.  "I know, I know.

"I'm just going to take my young friend home, " he says, nuding Darryl with his toe.  "He's had enough and, frankly, so've I."

[Quazarn's Crowd Manipulate is 70%; I rolled a 05, straight up.  I have some mini d10s in a little Chessex dice box -- easy, I just pick 'em up, shake and read.]

Confident that he has been understood, the impressive Remulakian bends slowly, casually almost, to retrieve the lizard youth.  "You know," he says over his shoulder to the cameloid, "you could help."

Quote from: Rondo;253119Buck is gonna do a little "tuck and roll" as we get near the ground (if i can), and start getting to Daryl right off the bat.  At the same time, I'm gonna try to yell over to Quazarn with a smile, "Look out  Those fellas don't look happy!", and motion for him to come over to the area where Daryl and I are...

Quote from: wulfgar;253123If possible, Creature was trying to catch Darryl instead of letting him fall onto the ground from the magified steam shovel.  Once he catches him (or walks over to him if he didn't catch him), he'll stand by Darryl's side, not really doing much, but ready to pound anyone that comes over with ill intent.

Quote from: Coffee;253178At this point, Zarko is kind of keeping his head down and staying in Creature's shadow.

If anybody comes around and he can get a sneak attack in, he will. Otherwise, he's watching and waiting.

The dipper sags so low that the bodies tumble only a few inches to the ground.  Creature begins pawing through the injured fighters, looking for Darryl, while Zarko lurks at his side.

Buck jumps to safety just in time [literally: JM rolled a Lesser Feat for him: rolled 76% -- needed 77%!]. Even as he touches the ground the silly putty chain is pulled to its limit and snaps upward like a giant rubber band.  Two of the goblins leap off the basket, one gracefully, the other with an ankle-twisting thud. No such luck for the third, who is shot squealing over the arena wall and into the distance.

The rapidly charging disenchanter veers away from Quazarn towards the locus of strongest arcane energy, the deformed crane.  The dweomerdary begins to leech magical energy from the spell, its blue fur standing on end and crackling with sparks.  The chain and basket, now limp and deformed, revert to steel.

One of the apothecary goblins is already on his walkie-talkie, calling for stretchers to haul out the wounded.  The other hobbles up to Creature, cursing in goblish.  "Zhlernitz!  You there, move back!  Let the medics work!  This place is full of zhoddink clods for you to tussle with.  You can go pound your head on the wall for all I care!  Just back off and let me do my job!"

Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;253354Quazarn, cooler than a cryocuke, holds up his hands with an exasperated sigh.  "Relax, fella," he intones to the...whatever-it-is.  "I know, I know.

"I'm just going to take my young friend home, " he says, nudging Darryl with his toe.  "He's had enough and, frankly, so've I."

[Quazarn's Crowd Manipulate is 70%; I rolled a 05, straight up.  I have some mini d10s in a little Chessex dice box -- easy, I just pick 'em up, shake and read.]

Confident that he has been understood, the impressive Remulakian bends slowly, casually almost, to retrieve the lizard youth.  "You know," he says over his shoulder to the cameloid, "you could help."

The goblin medic shakes his head, "All I want to do is help your friend, you damned crazy wugmump!  If you take a look around you might notice how much harder you're making it for me!  And frankly, now you're the one gonna need help.  Someone's gonna pay for that crane, brother."

And that's when the shooting starts.

Quazarn is the first to notice. With a loud sizzle a great gob of green foam wishes over his head, landing on the ground in front of him. The second gob hits in the crowd gathered nearby, covering one of the gawkers completely with fast-hardening foam.

The third gob hits Quazarn in the small of the back. He feels the foam spreading quickly over his limbs. It's not at all unpleasant, really, just a tingly warmth. It's almost enough to distract him from the foam shell forming around his arms and legs...

[[OOC: Can I hear the commotion in the arena?]]

Quote from: Age of Fable;253393[[OOC: Can I hear the commotion in the arena?]]

[From the locker room, not in any king of identifiable way.  If you leave the locker room you could probably check out a replay in one of the lounges off the tunnel.  Are you following Chet?]

Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;252823[Quazarn is casting Troublesome Toy on the shovel -- or at least the bucket.  Whatever skill I need to use, I roll a 06!]

[Ordinarily, Doc, you can cast any spell you have memorized without rolling any dice.  But how 'bout this: you can roll Magical Attack to try for special effects, such as casting the spell silently, increasing its length or duration, or transforming something huge like the crane.  The catch: the spell is lost if you blow the roll.]

Quote from: ttagxamm;253421[From the locker room, not in any king of identifiable way.  If you leave the locker room you could probably check out a replay in one of the lounges off the tunnel.  Are you following Chet?]

Yep.

[I thought I might hear it, and be able to say 'oh my God a riot!' as an excuse to escape]

Quote from: ttagxamm;253377The goblin medic shakes his head, "All I want to do is help your friend, you damned crazy wugmump!  If you take a look around you might notice how much harder you're making it for me!  And frankly, now you're the one gonna need help.  Someone's gonna pay for that crane, brother."

"Right," intones Quazarn.  "Because NO ONE STOPPED TO THINK THAT A WARLOCK CAN UNDO HIS OWN SPELLS.  What are you, made out of stupidium?"

QuoteAnd that's when the shooting starts.

Quazarn is the first to notice. With a loud sizzle a great gob of green foam wishes over his head, landing on the ground in front of him. The second gob hits in the crowd gathered nearby, covering one of the gawkers completely with fast-hardening foam.

"What the gorp?"

QuoteThe third gob hits Quazarn in the small of the back. He feels the foam spreading quickly over his limbs. It's not at all unpleasant, really, just a tingly warmth. It's almost enough to distract him from the foam shell forming around his arms and legs...

"Fool!  You foolish goblin, you didn't --"

[Okay.  Lesser Feat to scrape the stuff off my legs and arms?  Oh, and RE: spellcasting: Yeah, I looked it up, but I REALLY dig your house-rule,a nd will implement it in my OWN game, if...ever...I get to run one.]

Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;253460"Fool!  You foolish goblin, you didn't --"

[The shooting is coming from the guard towers, just to clarify.]

Quote[Okay.  Lesser Feat to scrape the stuff off my legs and arms?]

[Go for it.  Feel free to roll away when you propose using an ability -- I'll work with it unless your suggestion strikes me as totally whack.]

Buck makes sure Daryl is getting some med attention, and indeed it does seem genuine.  I'm rolling against Invisibility to work more or less unnoticed to help Quazarn get the hardening foam scraped off.  "Looks like they intend on arresting us and holding us....you wanna haul it out of here if we can?", he exasperates to Quazarn.  

Invisibility: 73%
Rolled: 15%

Buck is going to use Logic to deduct the best exit from this place in case we decide as a group to make a run for it (not that this is the best solution...perhaps "Negotiate" might be smarter!  Want to see what the rest of the party is thinking).

Logic: 84%
Rolled: 11%

Quote from: Rondo;253473Buck makes sure Daryl is getting some med attention, and indeed it does seem genuine.  I'm rolling against Invisibility to work more or less unnoticed to help Quazarn get the hardening foam scraped off.  "Looks like they intend on arresting us and holding us....you wanna haul it out of here if we can?", he exasperates to Quazarn.  

Invisibility: 73%
Rolled: 15%

Buck is going to use Logic to deduct the best exit from this place in case we decide as a group to make a run for it (not that this is the best solution...perhaps "Negotiate" might be smarter!  Want to see what the rest of the party is thinking).

Logic: 84%
Rolled: 11%

As the goblin medics wait for stretchers Buck eyes the retreat chutes here and there throughout the arena.  He notes they are closer than the main ramp onto the pitch.  It also dawns on him that there's no way for him to help Quazarn inconspicuously*.  The warlock is the center of attention, not least of all from the disenchanter, which has turned his way again, curling its trunk inquisitively.

"ALL FIGHTERS STEP AWAY FROM FIGHTER #3586.  HE HAS BEEN EJECTED FROM THE BRAWL AND WILL SOON BE ESCORTED FROM THE ARENA.  INTERFERENCE MAY RESULT IN FURTHER DISQUALIFICATIONS."

[*A warlock could use magic to turn Invisible, I'll note. Cost if successful 1 percentile point from any MAG ability score.]