Post by TartoonHand94 on Nov 16, 2021 13:23:14 GMT -8
“I’ve yet to see anything good. What are you two on about?” Ludwig squinted at the horizon, his beady little eyes being no match for Robin’s nor Starlow’s. Still it was a better lead than he had found, so proceed in that direction he did indeed.
“The longer this operation persists, so increases my suspicion that we may have in reality been spelunking the internals of a Sledge Bro this entire time.” Ludwig incredulously snarked at the endless fields of fat as far as his eyes could see. Just not going to let it go, are you?
“Once this is over, I shall be forced to sanitize my feet via identical means to a grease-coated frying pan.”
(GSHfsUOkp_1d20+1 Ludwig's Dodge of Tenderling Attack; Failure. Takes 10% Damage.)
“Huch!” Ludwig gasped at the sudden appearance of the group of…things appearing before the party. His initial assumption of a fighting stance caused him to slip and land on his tail.
“For Skewer sakes, Junior! Need we Chew your food for you too?” He complained, reassuming the traction-less stance.
Well he was not about to do anything of the sort without cooking the meat first. So Ludwig began by taking a soon-regretted breath and blow a torrent of fire at the two Tenderlings.
(p_1d20+3 Ludwig's Fire Breath @ Tenderling 1; 10% Damage)
(p_1d20+3 Ludwig's Fire Breath @ Tenderling 2; 10% Damage)
Unsatisfied with the way the floor interfered with the precision of his aim, Ludwig leap above, and waggled his legs like a Yoshi to position himself in the air and take aim into his own hands…or feet.
Targeted at the farther Tenderling, Ludwig came crashing down, intent on pressing the meat once broiled.
(p_1d20+1 Ludwig's Ludwig Bomb @ Tenderling 2; Does 14% Damage)
Ludwig
100/130 HP
40/40 Shield
Status: Greasy Feet1d20+1·1d20+3·1d20+3·1d20+1
“The longer this operation persists, so increases my suspicion that we may have in reality been spelunking the internals of a Sledge Bro this entire time.” Ludwig incredulously snarked at the endless fields of fat as far as his eyes could see. Just not going to let it go, are you?
“Once this is over, I shall be forced to sanitize my feet via identical means to a grease-coated frying pan.”
(GSHfsUOkp_1d20+1 Ludwig's Dodge of Tenderling Attack; Failure. Takes 10% Damage.)
“Huch!” Ludwig gasped at the sudden appearance of the group of…things appearing before the party. His initial assumption of a fighting stance caused him to slip and land on his tail.
“For Skewer sakes, Junior! Need we Chew your food for you too?” He complained, reassuming the traction-less stance.
Well he was not about to do anything of the sort without cooking the meat first. So Ludwig began by taking a soon-regretted breath and blow a torrent of fire at the two Tenderlings.
(p_1d20+3 Ludwig's Fire Breath @ Tenderling 1; 10% Damage)
(p_1d20+3 Ludwig's Fire Breath @ Tenderling 2; 10% Damage)
Unsatisfied with the way the floor interfered with the precision of his aim, Ludwig leap above, and waggled his legs like a Yoshi to position himself in the air and take aim into his own hands…or feet.
Targeted at the farther Tenderling, Ludwig came crashing down, intent on pressing the meat once broiled.
(p_1d20+1 Ludwig's Ludwig Bomb @ Tenderling 2; Does 14% Damage)
Ludwig
100/130 HP
40/40 Shield
Status: Greasy Feet
