MÖRK BORG: Chapter II: The Greed Lineage

[Stormbringer]

2 + 4
Well that's me fucked

You have three Omens if you want to use one now?

If so, re-roll...

[Animalmother]

5

[Stormbringer]

Two left...if you wanna...

[Animalmother]

14 + 4
Never had a moments doubt

[Stormbringer]

Malaiz sidesteps the guard as he brings down his blade in a chopping motion. Lord Margar rushes in to attempt a disarm!

Lord Margar, test Strength! d20+5

[Wrathbone]

16 + 5 = 21!

[Stormbringer]

Lord Margar wrests the sword from the guard's hand with a cunning disarming trick.

Now what do the others do?

[Animalmother]

Well I'm finding a clean pair of pants.

[Sly Boots]

SKELETON BOMB!!

[Sly Boots]

(Just kidding) ¬_¬

[Stormbringer]

What do the others do, now that this guard has had his sword wrenched from his hand?

[Raid]

Fechr's stood out in the corridor basically keeping watch, not least because he keeps getting told off by Lord Margar for doing nothing more than innocently ripping out the throats of people that haven't had chance to speak yet.

[Animalmother]

Malaiz is currently going through the guards surprisingly expansive wardrobe in an 80's style montage in the background, humming a jaunty little tune.

[Sly Boots]

I guess, in slightly uncharacteristic fashion, we've left someone alive for Margar to question if he so wishes!

[Stormbringer]

Malaiz is currently going through the guards surprisingly expansive wardrobe in an 80's style montage in the background, humming a jaunty little tune.

This is Wemut's room, not the guard's, but why don't you give me a d100 to see what you find?

I guess, in slightly uncharacteristic fashion, we've left someone alive for Margar to question if he so wishes!

Very well! Lord Margar, give me a d20 to see how the guard reacts to this disarming with no further assaults.