Chat Log 3-6-13

Alfred:“Now we must report this to Sheriff Earp. Destruction of property isn’t a major crime, but given the nature of this thing I doubt he’ll be too severe with you
Kuruk:http://www.orcs.ca/dlrchargen.xls
Eddie:”Right… we need t’talk t’the Sheriff."
Ulysses:“You need help Al. I think Erp will be more concerned with the other 3+ folks that were butchered to make this thing.”
Alfred:“I need help? I need help? Just look at what you and that red savage did! I’ll grant you it was disgusting before, but this… ugh… this is ever so much worse to look at”
Ulysses:“Chief, what kind of evil spirits would make something like this?”
Eddie:“Mister Alfred, please. Jus’ knock it off an’ stop talkin’ ’bout that thing.”
Kuruk:“Savage?”
“A very evil Spirit”
Eddie:“Can we at least close the door on this thing?”
The Marshal (GM): rolling 1d10! \ d10 Trait
(
1
) = 1
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
1
) = 1
rolling 1d6! Shooting
(
5
) = 5
Jason:back in a sec, boys are squirming again…
Ulysses:“Should we put this back in the bag?”
Alfred:“You mean, scrape it off the floor and walls? I’d really rather not…”
Eddie:visibly nervous, not taking her eyes off the crushed former Walkin’ Head
Ulysses:“One of us should go find the Sheriff”
Alfred:“Indeed, we must get Clayton’s medical licensed revoked” mumbling " after those bizarre treatments he shouldn’t…."
Eddie:“Aww hell, what if he made more of these things?”
Alfred:“If you’d like I can fetch him. I know the story of what happened here well enough”
Ulysses:“Perhaps Eddie can go find him quickly?”
Eddie:deeply grateful look “I’d be more’n glad to.”
Alfred:“I suppose next we’ll need to find this Clayton fellow. How exactly should he be brought to justice?”
Ulysses:"So we need to find Walter’
“I mean Clayton”
Alfred:“Walter? you think that black fellow is part of these operations?”
“Now wait a minure. I’m pretty sure Clayton wasn’t black… was he the drunk? " voice traisls off “probably the drunk, sounds like a drunk…”
Ulysses: rolling 1d4! \ d4 Trait
(
3
) = 3
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
4
) = 4
“Al what do you think? All them limbs come from the same person?”
Alfred:“I’m… well you know I didn’t even think to check that, here let me have a look”
rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
2
) = 2
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
6
+
3
) = 9
The Marshal (GM):There are a right and a left from a white man, a darker skinned leg, a white leg, and a black arm.
Alfred:“Very odd. A white man and a black man put together. I think that’s all. If it weren’t beaten to a pulp I might know better. But two I’d say. At least two.” murmuring “can’t be much more, only so many parts in there..”
The Marshal (GM):In a few minutes Eddie comes back with Wyatt.
Ulysses:“Huh… an equal opportunity psycho”
Eddie:“Here it is, Sheriff.”
Ulysses:“Erp, wanna see somthing really gross?”
Wyatt Earp:“Sheeeeiitttt.”
“What the hell is goin’ on?”
Alfred:“I’m still unsure if he’s a psycho. After all he was a drunk. Were he well and truly in his cups he may not have known what parts he was using. And I’d think you’d need to be very drunk indeed to think this operation was medically necessary”
Eddie:starts to speak, reconsiders
Kuruk:White man maedicine is very strange
Alfred:“Ah Sheriff Earp. I must insist that Clayton’s Doctor’s license be revoked imediately!”
Wyatt Earp:“Well, we gotta find this maniac. But it’s getting late now. The night’s festivities are about to start.”
Eddie:nervously “Still wonderin’ how many more of these things there are…”
Ulysses:“THis here is that Calyton fellow’s room, and aint no one seen hind or hair o him all day…”
Alfred:“Surely there is something that can be done. At the least signs saying that they should visit the local docotr… what was that fellows name, he had the crazy lady in his place din’t he?” mumbling " ANyway, people should be directed tehre with injuries."
Ulysses:“Well what do we do with this…thing?”
Wyatt Earp:“That looks like it was Paul’s head. Hopefully he didn’t have any more.”
Alfred:“Perhaps we just call for the maid to tidy up the room?”
Eddie:“Undertaker’s more like it…”
Wyatt Earp:“We burn this one. No one can see it. Put it back in the bag and take it to the burning barrel.”
Alfred:“I think this would confuse the undertaker. What should he put on the tombstone. After all at least two bodies are tied up in this creation”
Eddie:starts to speak again, gives up again
Kuruk:White people spend a lot of time wondering about stupid things
Wyatt Earp:“Well, if you lilly-livered varmints won’t pick it up, I will.” and he shoves it back in the carpet bag.
Kuruk:we should find the doctor and destroy the evil spirits that have possesed him
Ulysses:“Well, maybe we should get ready fo tonight’s work then….”
Eddie:shudders “Thanks, mister Sheriff…”
Alfred:“Spirits indeed. Bourbon and whiskey most likely.”
Eddie:“So… other’n burnin’ this thing, what’re we going to do? If this doctor’s behind it an’ he’s still out there, what if he kills more folks? ‘Specially given it’ll be busy tonight…”
Alfred:“I think some deputies should head out and patrol the streets to keep an eye out for that Eddie. Sheriff Earp, have you any men you can assign to such a task?”
Wyatt Earp:Wyatt looks at Alfred and squints…
Ulysses:“Sounds like a Plan AL, Lets go…”
Wyatt Earp:“One of you should maybe watch the room in case he comes back, the rest of you should be on the street, watching for him.”
Ulysses:“Well, I’m more of a street man…Maybe the inkeep can come tell us if he comes back?”
Eddie:“Maybe if we nosed it about that we found… uhh, ’somethin’’ in here, he wouldn’t come back.”
Wyatt Earp:“You figure it out. I’ve got the rest of the town to look after.”
Eddie:“We don’t gotta say what, but… I dunno ‘bout you all but I don’t want him gettin’ his tools back.”
The Marshal (GM):And Wyatt leaves with the carpet bag.
Alfred:“The tools he’d need for such an operation aren’t in his bag. So that’s not a concern at all Eddie”
Eddie:uncomfortable look intensifies
Ulysses:“Lets get back out there…the innkeeper can come tell us if he comes back?”
Eddie:“So we’re lookin’ for the doctor?”
follows closely after Ulysses
Alfred follows Ulysses out
Kuruk:“Kuruk also leaves”
Alfred:“Ulysses, it’s that black felllow, Clayton!”
Ulysses:“Hi Walter. See anything strange out tonight?”
Alfred pulls his star out and runs after Walter
Alfred:“Stop in the name of the law!”
Ulysses:facepalm
The Marshal (GM):Walter says, “Oh, hello fellas.”
Kuruk:“Kuruk says hello”
Eddie:“Mister Alfred!”
The Marshal (GM):“Well Walter says hello back.”
Ulysses:“Hi Walter. See anything ELSE strange out tonight?”
Alfred:“See here Clayton, we’ll have none of this mischief. We know who you are” and mumbles “And what you’ve done..”
Eddie:“Mister Alf— hold on now…”
The Marshal (GM):“Can’t say that I have. Say, have you seen that Clayton fella? He sure did a nice job setting my arm after that Reb broke it.”
Kuruk:“actually we are looking for him.
Eddie:winces at the word ‘arm’
Kuruk:”do you know where Kuruk can find him"
The Marshal (GM):“If I see him, I’ll let you know. Say, if you see Ralphie? Tell him I’ve got something for him.” and he pats a bowie knife in a sheath on his leg.
Ulysses:“No, but if you see him tell him we’d like to talk to him, OK”
Eddie:“Hey now, we’re deputized y’know.”
Ulysses:“Now Walter, its Independance Day! We don’t want no trouble!”"
The Marshal (GM):“I understand. But pacifism got me a broken arm. I’m going to get caught a second time.”
Kuruk:“Kuruk knows this is true”
The Marshal (GM):And Walter walks off.
Eddie:“‘Kay now… findin’ the doctor. Maybe he’s drinkin’?”
Alfred: rolling 1d10
(
6
) = 6
Plan or goals for the day/session
Eddie:keeps with the group, stays quiet and thoughtful for a while
The Marshal (GM):As the band starts to play and the crowds start to form, the atmosphere lightens and you almost feel comfortable, but then you remember Paul’s headless body and the horrible undead thing and the feeling goes away…
Eddie: rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
2
) = 2
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
2
) = 2
Alfred: rolling 1d4! \ d4 Trait
(
1
) = 1
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
1
) = 1
Ulysses: rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
2
) = 2
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
6
+
1
) = 7
Kuruk: rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
4
) = 4
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
5
) = 5
The Marshal (GM):Ulysses and Kuruk notice the Wilderness Raiders loitering around the edge of the party.
Eddie and Alfred walk through the alley, but a cat jumps out of the shadows and distracts them.
Ulysses:“Hey Chief, there’s them southern boys. Keep an eye out for Walter:”
Kuruk:“Kuruk sees them”
Ulysses moves somewhat closer to the Wilderness Raiders
Kuruk moves closely behind ulysses
Kuruk: rolling 1d4! \ d4 Trait
(
1
) = 1
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
5
) = 5
Ulysses: rolling 1d4! \ d4 Trait
(
4
+
4
+
3
) = 11
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
3
) = 3
Kuruk looks for ulysses
Alfred:((Ulysses sneaks ahead quietly, while Kurik follows behind dragging a pillar))
Eddie:(( sccrrrrrrp ))
The Marshal (GM):You watch the Raiders, but they are mostly talking to themselves and drinking.
rolling 1d12!
(
2
) = 2
Ralphie wanders off from the rest of the group.
Ulysses follows Ralphie
Ulysses: rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
6
+
4
) = 10
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
4
) = 4
The Marshal (GM):He walks about a block away where there is an outhouse in the alley.
He goes in.
Kuruk:Follows Ulysses
Ulysses keeps watch on the shitter
The Marshal (GM):Ulysses and Kuruk wait for several minutes, but Ralphie doesn’t come out.
Kuruk:“kuruk hopes he gives it a courtesy flush”
Ulysses walks up to the outhouse and knocks
Ulysses:“Almost done feler, I gotta go!”
The Marshal (GM):There’s no answer.
Ulysses:“Hurry up Ralphy!”
The Marshal (GM):Still no answer…
Ulysses opens the door slowly, one gun drawn
Jason:“I’m sure there’s another one we can use. If nothing else our rooms at the inn have facilities”
The Marshal (GM):In the outhouse sits Ralphie’s headless, legless body.
Alfred:Trait Test:
rolling 1d4!-2
(
2
)-2 = 0
Wild Die:
rolling 1d6!-2
(
3
)-2 = 1
Ulysses: rolling 1d8! \ d8 Trait
(
5
) = 5
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
5
) = 5
Eddie:sticks with Alfred
The Marshal (GM):There’s a hole in the back of the outhouse.
Ulysses:“Grrrrgh” Swallows
“What the hwat?!”
Ulysses runs around to the back of the shitter
The Marshal (GM):A couple of boards have been pried off the back.
Enough to squeeze through if you’re thin.
Jake and the other Raiders walk over…“Ralphie! Where’d you go?”
Ulysses:“Well, just like Ralphy…I’m stumped.”
The Marshal (GM):“What’d you do to Ralphie! RALPHIE!”
Ulysses:“It werent me! What do you think I am? We need to find that Clayton!”
The Marshal (GM):“Who the fuck is Clayton? You Yankee scum! You’ll pay!” and he draws a knife.
Ulysses:“Whoa!”
Eddie:with trepidation “Wait, Mister Alfred, what’s goin’ on over there…..”
Alfred:“Eddie, I think those men might be attempting to mug Ulysses”
The Marshal (GM):Jake slashes at Ulysses.
rolling 1d6!
(
2
) = 2
Eddie:“Guess we gotta job t’do then…”
The Marshal (GM):Two raiders slash at Kuruk.
rolling 1d6!
(
6
+
6
+
4
) = 16
rolling 1d6!
(
6
+
2
) = 8
Kuruk is taken by surprise and stabbed.
rolling 1d6
(
4
)(
3
) = 7
Alfred pulls out his star again “Cease and desist! There’s laws against doing such things! Especially to deputies” mumbles “I think we’re deputies, damn that sheriff fo not sending deputies out on patrol”
The Marshal (GM): rolling 1d6!
(
5
) = 5
Kuruk: rolling 1d10! \ d10 Trait
(
8
) = 8
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
1
) = 1
The Marshal (GM):Kuruk parries the jab at the last second.
rolling 1d6!
1d4!
(
3
)(
2
) = 5
The last tries to stab Alfred.
Eddie:“Woah! Everybody clear out!”
The Marshal (GM): rolling 1d6!
(
3
) = 3
rolling 1d6!
1d4!
(
4
)(
4
+
4
+
2
) = 14
Alfred: rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
1
) = 1
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
5
) = 5
Ulysses hops back as a move
Ulysses uses quickdraw to pull the other gun and fire both
Ulysses: rolling 1d10! \ d10 Trait
(
6
) = 6
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
4
) = 4
rolling 1d10! \ d10 Trait
(
6
) = 6
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
2
) = 2
rolling 2d6
1
(
3
+
3
)1 = 7
rolling 2d6
1
(
3
+
6
)1 = 10
The Marshal (GM):Both bullets slam into Jake and he goes down.
Eddie:“This ain’t good, this ain’t good…”
Alfred: rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
3
) = 3
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
5
) = 5
Kuruk: rolling 1d8!
1d10!1
(
6
)
(
1
)+1 = 8
rolling 1d8! \ d8 Trait
(
6
) = 6
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
5
) = 5
Eddie:“Leave him be!”
rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
5
) = 5
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
6
+
6
+
6
+
5
) = 23
rolling 1d6! \ d6 Trait
(
5
) = 5
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
4
) = 4
“Hah!”
The Marshal (GM):Eddie pulls back her fist, then smashes an uppercut right into the raider’s jaw. He falls flat on his back, out cold.
Eddie:“Mister Alfred, hang on!”
The Marshal (GM):The last two see Jake shot dead and their buddy laid out flat, and take off running.
Ulysses checks to see if Jake can be saved
Alfred pulls out one of the devices he carries around and attaches it to his wound
Alfred: rolling 1d8! \ d8 Trait
(
1
) = 1
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
3
) = 3
rolling 1d8! \ d8 Trait
(
5
) = 5
rolling 1d6! Wild Die
(
2
) = 2
rolling 1d6!
(
3
) = 3
Eddie:“Whew… why’d they go after Mister Ulysses in the first place, huh?”
Alfred:with a sigh of relief Alfred stops bleeding “Thank MR. Eddie. I didn’t expect him to charge at us like that”
Eddie:“Uh, heh, me neither… guess we gotta arrest him now. Or somethin’.”
The Marshal (GM):Ulysses checks out Jake, and he is shot though the lung and in the gut. He spits up some blood, whispers, “Ralphie….” and dies.
Alfred:“Most certainly we should.”
“ulysses, what on earth happened here? Who were those men? Why were they attacking?”
Eddie:nudges Raider 3 with a foot “Guess he ain’t gonna run. Hey Mister Ulysses! Why’d that feller come after y’like that?”
Ulysses holsters his irons with a spinning flourish.
The Marshal (GM):The crowd was startled by the ruckus. The music stops, and a woman points in the outhouse and screams.
And faints.
Ulysses:“He thought I did Ralphy. I guess Clayton was here”
Alfred:“There’s someone in there! Quick close the door… this must be dreadfully embarrassing for him”
Eddie:“Thought y’did… wha…” looks
Kuruk:“Kuruk is never eating burritos again”
Eddie:grabs onto Alfred’s arm with a death grip and shrieks a high-pitched scream
The Marshal (GM):Eddie sees Ralphie’s body and gets a very bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.
Eddie:death grip!
Alfred:“Come now Eddie, I know it’s indecent but you’ve seen such before. Not to worry, Kuruk is closing the door and giving the poor chap some privacy”
Eddie:still screaming, still DEATH GRIPping, moves behind Alfred to hide
The Marshal (GM):Wyatt comes running to the scene after a few minutes.
Ulysses:“Ralphie is Dead, AL. Clayton killed him just like he did Paul and the others”
Alfred:“Easy no Eddie, what’s gotten in to you?” he reaches an arm around and pats her on the back
Eddie:“That… that… that.. that just ain’t right…”
Wyatt Earp:“Again?!?!?”
Eddie:“I think I’m gonna…” moves away from Alfred long enough to cough, then vomit
Wyatt Earp:“This is what I get for working with amateurs. And you went and shot a confederate sympathizer. Jesus Christ.”
Alfred:"Are you feeling ill Eddie? I may have a contraption to assist you with that… "
Eddie:more wet coughing
Ulysses:“He stabbed at me first! I told him to stop and he just kept comin!”
“Stupid Hic brings a knife to a gun fight…”
Wyatt Earp:“Yer friend Eddie didn’t have no trouble dropping one in his tracks. Anyway, it was a lawful act. I can’t blame ya since he had a knife. I’m going to have my hands full explaining all this though.”
“Haul that raider off to the jailhouse while I get the doc and we can clean up this mess.”

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