Scene II: Horsehead Ranch

[Wrathbone]

Roll 2d6!

3 + 3 = 6

[Stormbringer]

Between the two of you, Mumbling Manny is shot to hell, his bullet-riddled corpse tumbles back into the corner.

Not sure where Cumflutter was when all of this went down...maybe he passed out in the bar?

[Animalmother]

"Did I miss something?" says a rather messy looking Cumflutter as he emerges from behind the bar.

[Sly Boots]

"Tough sumbitch, that Manny, but in some way you gotta respect a man for going out on his own terms," says Doc.

"However, he already gave us his code, and I don't see any other Loudmouths in here. There was a pretty fresh corpse back there though," he adds, indicating the hole he just emerged from. "I didn't recognise him, but could be his picture's on that rap sheet you're carrying Kid."

[Wrathbone]

Do I recognise him?

I'd like to search the bearded corpse for codes.

[Animalmother]

Does Cumflutter have to roll dices and stuff to join the others or can he just appear behind them?

[Stormbringer]

Does Cumflutter have to roll dices and stuff to join the others or can he just appear behind them?

You can just jump into the wine cellar if you like.

Do I recognise him?

You do indeed recognise the corpse as...Rambling Randy!

Doc, you're welcome to make a 2d20 wits test to find out how he died.

He has, on him, a diary, but though you attempt to read it (using a match or lighter, no doubt, since it's pretty dark in here), he does not seem to be able to complete a single coherent thought, so you learn little about the man.

However, what you do learn, scrawled on the inside cover of the diary, is the final piece of the safe code:

30

[Wrathbone]

If I've remembered correctly, the codes then are 06, 04 and 30.

When everyone's ready, I suggest we go back to the safe and try them methodically in different orders (I don't think there are too many possible combinations?).

[Animalmother]

Cumflutter, still a little bit banged up from his last encounter with the clowns and having a few slips from a bottle he found behind the bar, saunters in...
"Gentlemen, I see you've located our friend here. Anymore of them?"

[Sly Boots]

Does Cumflutter have to roll dices and stuff to join the others or can he just appear behind them?

You can just jump into the wine cellar if you like.

Do I recognise him?

You do indeed recognise the corpse as...Rambling Randy!

Doc, you're welcome to make a 2d20 wits test to find out how he died.

He has, on him, a diary, but though you attempt to read it (using a match or lighter, no doubt, since it's pretty dark in here), he does not seem to be able to complete a single coherent thought, so you learn little about the man.

However, what you do learn, scrawled on the inside cover of the diary, is the final piece of the safe code:

30

11 and 12 on the dice, not sure what my modifier is

[Stormbringer]

It's +2, so thanks to your extensive and entirely legitimate medical training, you conclude he died from food poisoning, in all likelihood from that pot of chilli sitting on the dying fire.

[Sly Boots]

"Don't eat the chilli, boys, it ain't right," Doc calls out.

[Animalmother]

Doc make something out of the chilli? Poison chilli bomb or something maybe...

[Sly Boots]

Doc shrugs and shovels some chilli into a bottle, along with a nip of lighter fuel.

13 and 17 on the 2d20 for the mixture. Assuming that's enough, 7 on the d8.

[Stormbringer]

Doc just made an anti-venon/anti-poison cure...

...from bad chilli and lighter fuel!