Quote from: wulfgar;258957With our army in tow, (a few scounts out a little bit along the perimeter) we go looking for Starshine Moodchilde.

Quote from: Rondo;258970I second that.

[I'll give Coffee a chance to chime in, and post tonight.]

Quote from: Dr Rotwang!;259015Quazarn watches Tallbard approach --

The Orc bursts in through the door --

The Chief hoists up his repellent --

"Too late, ossifer," Quazarn offers casually, and jerks his head toward the orc.  "Symbiote's that way."

Keeping the repellent trained on Quazarn, Tallbard turns sideways, trying to keep both the door and the warlock in view.  He takes a quick glance and spies the attendant.

"Chester?  What's going on here?" demands the Chief distractedly.  "Officer, secure the warlock!"

Quote from: ttagxamm;259017[I'll give Coffee a chance to chime in, and post tonight.]

I'll go with the rest.

Quote from: wulfgar;258957With our army in tow, (a few scounts out a little bit along the perimeter) we go looking for Starshine Moodchilde.

[Go ahead and assign NPCs as your scouts as you like.  Here's the roster.]

on point- Shifty McJumper
starboard flank- Mad Maruzabal
port flank- 'Leeplo
In the rear with the gear (well in the rear, without the gear I guess)- Abdul Nomascus.  

Rest of us in the middle, scouts let us know if trouble is coming and pull back to the rest of the group.

Quote from: ttagxamm;259022"Chester?  What's going on here?" demands the Chief distractedly.  "Officer, secure the warlock!"

[Well, so much for my well-thought-out plan to nut the cop and run.]

"How should I know Chief Balltard?" mumbles Chester sourly. "I been on my break"

Tallbard's mustache bristles, and he turns for an instant to glare at the orc.  "What did I just hear you call me, boy?"

[The 'officer' in question is just Hobson, and Chester is just the orc locker room attendant and general dogsbody.  That's clear, right?]

Quote from: wulfgar;259073on point- Shifty McJumper
starboard flank- Mad Maruzabal
port flank- 'Leeplo
In the rear with the gear (well in the rear, without the gear I guess)- Abdul Nomascus.  

Rest of us in the middle, scouts let us know if trouble is coming and pull back to the rest of the group.

Your posse draws raised eyebrows and nods as you cross the arena.  The Tenmen kick into a blistering raver, loud enough to stir up dust devils in front of their Marshall stack.  No one hassles you.

Off in a far corner of the arena you find Starshine Moonchilde, an emaciated hobling-vulkin with bulging temples and faintly luminescent skin.  His head is shaved save for a long braid knotted with loops of yarn, and he wears tie-dyed sackcloth and ashes.  His eyes are covered with gargoyle sunglasses, dead black.

The vobling chants quietly as you approach, "...shamma lamma ding dong tingsha na nama shiva om golly padme humdinger kip winger banana fana fo finger choco chakra sunsinger..."

Creature nudges Buck and Zarko forward to do the talking, aware of limits of his own articulateness...or lack there of.  He's half a step right behind them though.

Zarko bows respectfully (another boss, doncha know...) and waits for the vobling to notice him and come out of his chant.

(If he doesn't do so soon, Zarko will look questioningly at Buck and leave the matter up to him.)

Quote from: ttagxamm;259219"How should I know Chief Balltard?" mumbles Chester sourly. "I been on my break"

Tallbard's mustache bristles, and he turns for an instant to glare at the orc.  "What did I just hear you call me, boy?"

[The 'officer' in question is just Hobson, and Chester is just the orc locker room attendant and general dogsbody.  That's clear, right?]

[Not really.  I was calling Ballt- uh, Tallbard 'ossifer', and I have no idea who this Chet guy is.  Is it safe to cock-knock the Cheef?]

[Is it safe? You'll have to decide that for yourself.  

[But Chet doesn't seem likely to run to his defense.  If you had to guess he's been sparking magic incense on his break, and he's not exactly gazing upon the Chief with a look of reverent affection.]

Quazarn sighs.  "Chief Balltard," he says, "The truth must out.  There is no symbiote.  But!", he declares with a flourish, "There is another thing you must know!"

And Quazarn, The Warlock Who Sucked At being A Warlock, grits his teeth and kicks Tallbard in the groin.  

[ATTACK ROLL: 25!]

"Oh no! He has magically escaped his bonds, which I definitely had him in!"

[You can go ahead and roll for damage when you attack, along with a Saving Throw for defense.  But in this case Chief T's Save was so good you needn't bother with the damage...]

Chief Tallbard is surprised by the conehead's sudden attack, but evades the kick with a the hip swivel of a champion hula-hooper.  He raises his hands, palms out.

"Easy tiger.  No need to make things any harder for yourself, son.  Just take a deep breath and relax.  We just need to ask you a few questions."  The Chief's voice is deep and calm, laid back like a late night DJ spinning lazy soul records.  Smooth.

Quazarn feels all the tension in his body ebb away, and begins to wonder what there was to get worked up about.  

[...to be continued.  Hobson, you have a round to act...]