[DnD] Crusader (GFF D&D Adventure 2)

Motsognir started pulling on coathangers and lamps and things, hoping to open a secret compartment. It all seemed to simple at the moment.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Motsognir, stepping gingerly through the mirror, sees Argumentus pulling levers and quickly tries to stop him before he kills everyone.

There's nowhere I can't reach.

If the big dumb thing wanted to slowly electrocute himself to death, Motsognir wasn't going to stop him. Instead, he started examining the doors that lead out of the chamber, hoping there might be some indication of where they lead.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

Motsognir is bad at puzzles.

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

Motsognir had been thinking quietly to himself

, and, and always, was late to the action because of it.

Arriving suddenly at the immediate situation, Motsognir was confused and at a loss. He walked over to behind the blond woman and threw his throwing hammer at the metal snake, assuming we had already engaged it in combat.

Throw hammer at snake

I was speaking idiomatically.

Motsognir steps lightly past the snake and into the library. He taps on the mirror, knowing the wizard's fondness for such things, then proceeds to look through Finagill's notes for any possible hints to this sword's whereabouts.

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Motsognir takes some time to fondly reminisce about his time on the pommel horse.
Motsognir snaps out of day dreaming and shouts at the woman to come look at these notes.

FELIPE NO

Motsognir, having done nothing to aid in this quest whatsoever, nonetheless pockets 35 gold before slipping back to the lever room.

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

Motsognir inched his way between Argumentus and the door, and, seeing the full size of the ogre for the first time, quivered in fear, letting out a tepid, "Go get 'em!" and slapping Argumentus on the rear.

Commander's Strike

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Motsognir, suddenly gaining confidence, lays into the ogre, real serious like, then keeps doing things, you know, to help out.

Bastion of Defense
Action Point -> Warlord's Favor (Bonus to Gabe)
Activate axe power, sliding ogre backwards (I assume this provokes an opportunity attack from Gabe and his magical axe)
Retreat to K10
Speak Inspiring Words to Argumentus

There's nowhere I can't reach.

Motsognir moves into the room with the bookshelf, because there was really nothing for him to do except have a good loiter. He was not particularly helpful in ranged battles, especially ranged battles through walls.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

Motsognir moves to square K11, readying an attack against the ogre.

Most amazing jew boots

Motsognir peeked around the corner to see the other Dwarf cleaving one of the elves in twain. The hallway was still to crowded, though. He hopped around the halfling to stand beside Gabe, and knowing that his brethren's blow was more powerful, convinced him to take another swing.

Commander's Strike at that other elf

I was speaking idiomatically.

Motsognir, tired of waking up to the same old thing, creeped into another room, mumbling about biscuits.

Shift to square J8
Shift to square K8
Inspiring words to self

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Motsognir was all healed up and ready for killing.

Stand up
Let's try out that Bloody Ending

FELIPE NO

Motsognir took a weak swing at the ogre, knowing the angry human would probably kill it soon.

Viper's Strike

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

Motsognir took some time to deal with his wounds, then got ready to move on with the rest of the group.

He was tired, and had nothing interesting to say.

Healing Surge until full health

Most amazing jew boots

Motsognir pretends to still be asleep, knowing that Gabriel would provoke the situation into a battle soon enough.

Most amazing jew boots

Motsognir was ready to attack, but had never been much for provoking. He much preferred being the one who stepped in just after, attacking in defense. He took one step towards the Broden figure, just in case.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

Motsognir, too busy looking horrified from whatever that bear thing is to do anything himself, thinks happy thoughts about the human.

Give Arg a saving throw with Shake It Off
Commander's Strike -> Arg to Doppelganger

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

Motsognir, thanking himself for not standing with the others, laughs loudly. "Aha! It's not me this time! aHA!" He hopped over to stand on the dead Doppelganger and swung his axe at the Bugbear, sick of it and it's face.

Shift to southwest.
Inspiring Word to Gabe
Viper's Strike on BugBear. If it connects, GreatAxe push that fucker into the campfire.

I was speaking idiomatically.

"My eyes! Oh shit!" Motsognir cried, stumbling about dramatically.

Commander's Strike -> Arg to Bugbear
Shift to N12

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Second Wind
Hit Iggy with Warlord's Favor, bonus to Arg.

FELIPE NO

Motsognir went after the bloodied halfling, not wanting to be anywhere near the only member of the other party who had dealt any significant damage yet.

Move to Q9
Bloody Ending

What, you don't want my bikini-clad body?

Motsognir, took his share of gold and, fancying himself the closest thing the party had to a jack-of-all-trades, also picked up the thieves' tools.

He was ready to go to bed.

How ya doing, buddy?