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Associates investigated a weed field on behalf of legendary stoners Broseph Blunt and Spliffin. Supposedly there was a plant-killing creature in the midst, but without getting high, one had no way to so much as hallucinate it. | Associates investigated a totally-not-weed field on behalf of legendary stoners Broseph Blunt and Spliffin. Supposedly there was a plant-killing creature of nearly unimaginable power in the midst, but without getting high, one had no way to so much as hallucinate it. | ||
== Log == | == Log == | ||
Seven of us here, what a group! We introduced each other to some of the newer associates, and for a few of us, we more or less got caught up. We made our way to the farm, and as we approached the gate, we came across an elderly, bearded man with exposed arms and legs staring at us. We'd eventually come to know him as Dudende. There was also Broseph Blunt, who invited us in. The other man ate his own... toenails? Then he shrank and disappeared into a termite mound. As for the more kempt man, he gave us a rundown of the situation. Though intelligible, he seemed quite out of it. Regardless, he showed us a lush garden along with some other man in a rocking chair - Spliffin, I believe. Said man was a horseman of sorts. Oh, no, not any of the ones running amok, but one who is in tune with what some associates would describe as "blazing it up." I do not believe anyone was attuned to fire at the time, but it is not an expression I had heard before. First time for everything. | |||
We were told there was a big creature of concern somewhere in their field that supposedly had a deadly effect on their crops. We looked around to no avail initially; nothing was present from our collective perception. If it helped us, we were offered a high grade of flayleaf if it meant we could get a better view. It would take time for the effects to set in, but as we set foot into the fields, we sure did find something! Some sort of "Treeblazer" appeared before... some of our eyes! It was huge, wings alone wider than most creatures we less experienced adventurers have seen. We ran right into the thick of combat, though not before a bit of prep in case of danger. | |||
Right away as the flayleaf settled in, I saw Quill take hit after hit from the creature's greataxe. Some of us seemed to grow more plant-like! In my case, it felt as though my hair turned into seaweed. At the earliest opportunity, I placed a little curse on the Treeblazer, and as much as I wanted to understand everything about it, gossip did not help in the slightest. When the Treeblazer acted out against many of us at once, I suddenly felt as though my life was extinguished more than four times over! Thanks to Melfyra, I felt a fresh air keep me alive in spite of what could only be described as a horrid rot worse than anything I've ever smelled. It was evident that we were in for a bad trip. Maybe it was the flayleaf? In light of the rot exuded by that tree blazer, several of us wisely kept our distance. Gathering my bearings, I acknowledged how Zeal and Melfyra were the best equipped to hold back the foul fiend and used my own abilities to support them from the sidelines - mostly to egg on Zeal's mighty blows since he stood right in its face. | |||
A few more good hits found their way on the Treeblazer, but it had another trick up its sleeve that more or less decimated a few of us, me included. Melfy kept me up once more. As I got up from a similarly dreadful disaster, I saw even more lights and the Treeblazer losing a lot of its strength. With newfound momentum, I continued to support our party by psychically egging on Zeal and replenishing Inari's state of mind with the last of my mental reserves. All of us - Zeal, Melfyra, Cyrus, Quill, Inari, Isgram, and myself - locked in and saw things through to the end! | |||
What a fight, if that's what that was... The Treeblazer had one last trick up its sleeve, only for it to go to waste. Zeal finished it off with grace, and we prevailed! I'm pretty sure we all felt exuberant in the end. Dudende showed up and did his thing, and we saw a field of beautiful flowers. T'was A fitting end to the mission, but it remains a personal mystery if any of what I wrote was real or if anyone else experienced the same things that I did. Broseph thanked us for felling (?) the Mary Jane monster, and that about wrapped it up. We each got a dose of strong flayleaf for our troubles, as well as a good amount of gold. While I remain on the fence as to whether it is safe to smoke flayleaf of such caliber, what matters in the end is our client's satisfaction, which at the moment we secured! Should anyone else acquire flayleaf, I would advise caution - especially if you begin to perceive things that you did not before. | |||
Latest revision as of 03:23, 22 June 2026
| Creating Paranoid Potheads Protecting Precious Plants | |
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| Date | 4/20/26 |
| Storyteller | Dag |
| Tier | All tiers; highest level characters were recommended for each player in attendance |
| Player Characters | Kora Caroli, Melfyra, Zeal, Quill, Inari, Cyrus Leyvald, Isgram Frostcrown |
| Rewards | 200xp, gold, 1x strong Flayleaf for each player character |
| Result | Successfully defeated the "Mary Jane monster trying to harsh their hash"... Supposedly? |
| Author | naokikozo |
| Downtime | 0 |
Associates investigated a totally-not-weed field on behalf of legendary stoners Broseph Blunt and Spliffin. Supposedly there was a plant-killing creature of nearly unimaginable power in the midst, but without getting high, one had no way to so much as hallucinate it.
Log
Seven of us here, what a group! We introduced each other to some of the newer associates, and for a few of us, we more or less got caught up. We made our way to the farm, and as we approached the gate, we came across an elderly, bearded man with exposed arms and legs staring at us. We'd eventually come to know him as Dudende. There was also Broseph Blunt, who invited us in. The other man ate his own... toenails? Then he shrank and disappeared into a termite mound. As for the more kempt man, he gave us a rundown of the situation. Though intelligible, he seemed quite out of it. Regardless, he showed us a lush garden along with some other man in a rocking chair - Spliffin, I believe. Said man was a horseman of sorts. Oh, no, not any of the ones running amok, but one who is in tune with what some associates would describe as "blazing it up." I do not believe anyone was attuned to fire at the time, but it is not an expression I had heard before. First time for everything.
We were told there was a big creature of concern somewhere in their field that supposedly had a deadly effect on their crops. We looked around to no avail initially; nothing was present from our collective perception. If it helped us, we were offered a high grade of flayleaf if it meant we could get a better view. It would take time for the effects to set in, but as we set foot into the fields, we sure did find something! Some sort of "Treeblazer" appeared before... some of our eyes! It was huge, wings alone wider than most creatures we less experienced adventurers have seen. We ran right into the thick of combat, though not before a bit of prep in case of danger.
Right away as the flayleaf settled in, I saw Quill take hit after hit from the creature's greataxe. Some of us seemed to grow more plant-like! In my case, it felt as though my hair turned into seaweed. At the earliest opportunity, I placed a little curse on the Treeblazer, and as much as I wanted to understand everything about it, gossip did not help in the slightest. When the Treeblazer acted out against many of us at once, I suddenly felt as though my life was extinguished more than four times over! Thanks to Melfyra, I felt a fresh air keep me alive in spite of what could only be described as a horrid rot worse than anything I've ever smelled. It was evident that we were in for a bad trip. Maybe it was the flayleaf? In light of the rot exuded by that tree blazer, several of us wisely kept our distance. Gathering my bearings, I acknowledged how Zeal and Melfyra were the best equipped to hold back the foul fiend and used my own abilities to support them from the sidelines - mostly to egg on Zeal's mighty blows since he stood right in its face.
A few more good hits found their way on the Treeblazer, but it had another trick up its sleeve that more or less decimated a few of us, me included. Melfy kept me up once more. As I got up from a similarly dreadful disaster, I saw even more lights and the Treeblazer losing a lot of its strength. With newfound momentum, I continued to support our party by psychically egging on Zeal and replenishing Inari's state of mind with the last of my mental reserves. All of us - Zeal, Melfyra, Cyrus, Quill, Inari, Isgram, and myself - locked in and saw things through to the end!
What a fight, if that's what that was... The Treeblazer had one last trick up its sleeve, only for it to go to waste. Zeal finished it off with grace, and we prevailed! I'm pretty sure we all felt exuberant in the end. Dudende showed up and did his thing, and we saw a field of beautiful flowers. T'was A fitting end to the mission, but it remains a personal mystery if any of what I wrote was real or if anyone else experienced the same things that I did. Broseph thanked us for felling (?) the Mary Jane monster, and that about wrapped it up. We each got a dose of strong flayleaf for our troubles, as well as a good amount of gold. While I remain on the fence as to whether it is safe to smoke flayleaf of such caliber, what matters in the end is our client's satisfaction, which at the moment we secured! Should anyone else acquire flayleaf, I would advise caution - especially if you begin to perceive things that you did not before.