PrP: Food Fight

PrP: Food Fight

Date: 5/25/2013

Players: Temarie, Tak, Brom and Faiza

Location: Grandma Good'um's Kictchen (RP Room 2)

It's lunchtime in Alexandria and a new establishment has opened up just for those that are members of the Explorer's Guild. Grandma Good'um's Kitchen. You 4 have been sent by the Explorer's Guild to check out this new eatery. A rather easy assignment, but they said that they would pay for your lunch and a little extra. They want to make sure that this place is good if they are going to be serving members of the Explorer's Guild. Plus if you get sick they know not to eat here. As you enter a elderly goblin woman waves to you from the back, "Have a seat I'll be out in a moment."

What's this? Delicious food for hearty adventurers? Free lunch? Brom practically runs over here when he hears about this particular assignment, his eyes shining with excitement and hunger from behind his monocle. "Thank you, good cook! Bring us your finest, heartiest fare!"

Tak is always eager to go to new places, and perhaps he could strike up a deal to perform for free meals, that is, if they are good. He arrives with the others, looking around and trying to check out the atmosphere here.

Temarie quietly trots her way into the establishment and tilts her head a bit. She didn't mind doing this particular job because she enjoyed food, and drink as well. She pretty much enjoyed life ever since Blar was liberated. So, once in the establishment, she looked around the fancy shmancy place and pondered.

Faiza is looking distinctly uncomfortable. It may be the heavy armour she wears in the middle of the city on a warm day, or it could just be the fact that she sticks out like a sore thumb. Gleaming armour and weapons, big obvious dymbol of Eluna on the breastplate... and shadow elf. Oh yes, the redhead in the shiny outfit is a mul'niessa. People already in the establishment note her entrance and... kind of avert their eyes, sink down under their hoods and try not to mutter shadow elf slurs -too- loudly. Clearing her throat, the woman steps in past the doorway and... sort of looks at the loud dwarf for support.

The inside of the restaurant looks very homey, there is a big hearth on one wall and three rows of tables with benches set on either side. There are pictures on the walls of goblins, no doubt Grandma Good'um's relatives. You can all hear from the back the shaking and rattling of pots and pants. The definite clank of metal. The double doors to the kitchen burst open and out comes a grey haired goblin woman. She looks like she could be anyone's grandmother, if you were goblin that is. She comes over with a smile, "Good afternoon. Well are you all member's of the Explorer's guild? If so we have a special, hot soup, roasted chicken and mashed potatoes and for dessert, ice cream. How does that sound?"

Brom helps himself to a seat, settling in as the grandmotherly goblin approaches. He greets the woman with a wide, toothy grin. "Aye, we are! Hunters and adventurers, all of us! Now that sounds like proper huntin' fare to me! I'll take it!"

Tak looks around, noting the rather place is empty of other customers, he then smiles at the Goblin grandmother. "I was wondering if I could see the kitchen perhaps? I'm something of an amature cook, and I enjoy seeing how the experts do it."

Temarie grins at the elderly woman as she tells them the special. "That would be great ma'am!" She says before looking around the establishment.......and finding no one in it. "It seems like we are the first ones to taste the food here."

Faiza kind of shifts awkwardly with a clank of metal plates, keeping her expression carefully neutral. "I'm... I'm sure that's fine. Is your place open to anyone, or only Explorer's Guild members?" Oh yes. Charnese accent, even. The redhead tries to lean casually on one of the tables. It comes off looking even more awkward.

Grandma shakes her head, "Oh no sorry no one is allowed in the kitchen unless you are a Good'um. Just the Explorer's Guild." She looks towards a picture of a very ugly goblin fighter, "My husband, Gunderson Good'um, may the Gods watch over his soul, was an member of the Explorer's Guild and he would always saying that the thought of my cooking was what kept him going when all seemed lost. Now that he's passed on I wanted to give other adventurer's that same cooking so they'll make it back." She waves her hand, "Please sit anywhere you like your food will be right out." She heads back to the kitchen and you can hear some more kitchen noises.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Everyone give me a perception check" GAME: Temarie rolls perception: (15)+5: 20 GAME: Faiza rolls Perception: (13)+2: 15 GAME: Brom rolls perception: (5)+8: 13

<OOC> Brom sees only deliciousness! GAME: Tak rolls perception: (11)+5: 16

You paged (Temarie, Faiza, Tak) with 'Besides the banging and clanging of pots and pans, you can also hear some chanting and the sound of whooshing and other artificer type sounds. If you have knowledge/arcana you can roll that as well.'

GAME: Tak rolls 1d20+3: (2)+3: 5 Tak pages: Thats my untrained knowledge arcana bardic thing, but fail! You paged Tak with 'Yah you have no clue.'

Tak nods as he is told he can't go in the back, then looks around to find a table to sit at. "I'm a little suprised, most places can't afford to just serve the explorers guild, you'd think it would be hard on business."

Faiza pauses suddenly, blood-red eyes narrowing. As if they weren't narrow enough already. "Is that..." She cocks her head slightly, gaze drifting towards the door to the back room. "That does not sound like any kitchen I'm familiar with." Slight pause. "Unless they have... Kulthian ovens or something."

Brom kicks back in his seat, grinning ear to ear at Faiza. "Ach, relax. Back in the high north, they kept the kitchens by the forges. Could heat 'em with the same furnace. Always had all kinds of banging and clanging going on, and the food was just fine."

Temarie looks over towards the kitchen and tilts her head. "Strange sounds coming from the kitchen." She then looks to Brom. "These are......different sounds...."

Faiza gives the dwarf a dubious look - shadow elves are experts at this, what with the dark skin and glowy eyes and everything - but relents, gingerly pulling a chair out and sitting down at the edge of it next to Brom. "If you're sure, I'm sure..." she mumbles, and absently traces the edges of the crescent-moon symbol on her breastplate with a finger.

"Oh no you don't! Get back here! Stop! Don't!" You can all here loud shouting from the kitchen and there is more banging and clanging. "Get in the pot now! No! Stop them don't go out there." The doors to the kitchen fling open and four creatures come out. They look like they are made out of liquid. Two of them are bright tomato red and the other two are chicken yellow and even have some noodles floating around in them. They aren't particularly big, rather on the small side, but they look ready to cause mischief.

GAME: You clear initiatives. GAME: Cesran has cleared initiatives. GAME: Brom rolls initiative: Roll: 4 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 8 GAME: Faiza rolls initiative: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 2 = Total: 3 GAME: Tak rolls initiative: Roll: 10 + Bonus: 4 = Total: 14 GAME: You roll initiative for Soup Elementals: Roll: 1 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 1 GAME: Temarie rolls initiative: Roll: 16 + Bonus: 3 = Total: 19

<OOC> Cesran says, "Anyway Temarie you are up first! Soup Elementals. ;)"

<OOC> Gunnhilde says, "heehee. soup elementals. :)"

<OOC> Temarie snerks. "How far away are they?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "They are at the back wall near the kitchen doors. About 40-45 feet away"

<OOC> Temarie says, "Well, I'm going to move towards them. Drawing my sword and getting my shield ready."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Okay!"

<OOC> Temarie says, "that are it."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tak you are up!"

<OOC> Tak says, "Inspire Courage"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Please pose it up too. :D"

<OOC> Tak says, "These things have legs?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Yes, they are vague humanoid shape."

<OOC> Tak will ready his whip too, maybe he can trip one, heh

Turning her head at the sounds, Temarie grabs her shield and immediately heads for the kitchen. Strapping the shield to her arm, she draws her sword, moving cautiously towards the kitchen.

<OOC> Tak says, "Inspire Courage, everyone gets +1 to attack and damage, and +1 to fear and charm saves"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Pose it up. Brom!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Oh yeah, everyone gets +4 to fear saves from me too."

<OOC> Brom is going to advance 20 feet, draw thunderbelcher, and shoot the nearest soup monster. It's a touch attack at that range.

Tak chuckles as he stands up from his chair and grabs the whip at his side. "You know, this should almost be expected when you find a place catering to the explorers guild." His words have a strange quality to them as he speaks.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll it up!" GAME: Brom rolls ranged + 4: (4)+6+4: 14

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hit!" GAME: Brom rolls 1d12+2: (12)+2: 14

<OOC> Faiza says, "Nice one!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Down! One chicken noodle soup down."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Pose it. Faiza you are up"

Brom goes wide eyed as he leaps to his feet, knocking his chair over in the process. The monocle falls from his face. "Ach! Evil spirits have taken over our delicious lunch and are trying to escape with it! It's all happening again!" The dwarf pushes past the table, drawing his musket in the process and pointing it at the nearest soupy monstrosity. He fires a blast of shot that shreds the noodle broth into little more than a kitchen spill. "NO SOUP FOR YOU!"

<OOC> Faiza is going to draw shield and sword, and move in together with Brom. Not going to attack just yet though, just do a general Detect Evil sweep of the area. Just in case. Y'know. Evil soup.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Soup is not evil"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Soup's on!" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+5: (19)+5: 24 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+5: (2)+5: 7 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+5: (4)+5: 9

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie the Tomato soup slams into you. And worse it's cold tomato soup. Gaspaco!"

<OOC> Temarie says, "Okie." GAME: Cesran rolls 1d6+3: (2)+3: 5 GAME: Cesran damaged Temarie for 5 points. 34 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "You are up. Soup in front of you"

"What." Flat statement. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me..." With a sigh, the shadow elf springs to her feet, immediately following on the heels of the leaping dwarf, drawing her sword(left-handed) and shield(right-handed) and looking like she's desperately trying to figure out just what the hells is going on here. "Stop, uh... fiends! Or we'll... oh, bother." Her heart's just not in it. SOUP ELEMENTALS.

<OOC> Temarie says, "Full attack. Stab with the sword, then slam with the shield."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll it up"

<OOC> Temarie says, "-4 on both rolls?"

The three soups that are left charge towards the adventurers. One manage to slam into Temarie and gives her a solid hit. The other two miss, one on Brom and the other on Tak.

GAME: Temarie rolls weapon1-4: (3)+8+-4: 7 GAME: Temarie rolls weapon2-4: (9)+0+-4: 5

<OOC> Cesran says, "Double misses."

<OOC> Temarie figured.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Pose, Tak you are up, soup is on you. It's chicken"

<OOC> Tak says, "5 foot step back, and a trip, that ok?"

Taken by surprise by the soul monsters, Temarie tries to stab the Monster, then smash it with the shield, but missing both times. Not a very good debut from the stout warrior, is it?

<OOC> Tak says, "letting my perform linger, for 2 more rounds due to feat"

<OOC> Gunnhilde says, "Chicken Soup Elementals. *applause*"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Sure."

<OOC> Cesran says, "2 chicken noodle and 2 tomato." GAME: Tak rolls cmb+4: (5)+6+4: 15

<OOC> Cesran says, "Down it goes"

Tak steps back as the soup gets near him and tries to do him harm. "Usually all I have to worry about is my food giving me indigestion!" He snaps his whip out at the things legs, trying to take it off balance.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Brom you are up!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "It's just prone now btw"

<OOC> Brom says, "How many are attacking me currently?"

<OOC> Tak says, "prone is +4 melee and it provokes aoo if it stands up"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Just one"

<OOC> Cesran says, "The one on you is another Tomato soup one"

<OOC> Brom switches to earthbreaker, takes a swing. Anyone close enough for me to flank with?

<OOC> Faiza moved up together with you, so probably.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Not quite yet I believe, with just a 5 ft step"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Are you dropping your gun and drawing earthbreaker?"

<OOC> Brom says, "Yep."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Swing away, with a 5 ft step you can set Faiza up for flanking"

<OOC> Brom will do! GAME: Brom rolls melee + 2: (9)+3+2: 14

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Faiza you are up!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Well, since he's set it up so nicely, I can't very well refuse, now can I?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Oh can't flank elementals anyway"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Oh."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Sorry"

<OOC> Faiza is gonna slash at it, anyway! Heroically.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll so...heroically" GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1+1: (4)+8+1: 13

<OOC> Faiza says, "D'oh."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss. Soup is up" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+5: (15)+5: 20 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+5: (4)+5: 9 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+5: (16)+5: 21

Brom drops his gun rather than go through the hassle of reloading the needlessly complicated process of reloading it. Or perhaps it just slipped out of his grasp when he got hit by a bunch of soup. Either way, he swiftly draws his hammer, swinging at the monstrosity with more enthusiasm than accuracy.

GAME: Cesran rolls 1d6+3: (6)+3: 9 GAME: Cesran damaged Brom for 9 points. 14 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tak roll AoO if you can"

SWOOSH. Faiza swings at the soup! And narrowly avoids shaving a whisker off Brom's beard, as the dwarf had moved up together with her. Being caught a little off guard trying to avoid her companion's facial follicles, her swing goes wide of the surprisingly nimble foodstuff. "Stay still and let me bring justice to..." She falters a little. Justice? To soup? This is what it's come to?

<OOC> Tak says, "Cant, whip dont threating at 10 foot"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Whip has reach."

<OOC> Tak says, "But doesnt threaten :)"

<OOC> Tak says, "Its a weird weapon"

<OOC> Cesran says, "So I read. Temarie you are up"

<OOC> Temarie says, "I shall try again. XD"

<OOC> Faiza waves pompoms!

<OOC> Temarie says, "Full attack."

The cold tomato soup on Temarie smashes into her shield, but does her no damage. The chicken noodle soup gets up and goes after Tak, but misses him. The Tomato soup on Brom slams into him hard and it's hot soup!

GAME: Temarie rolls weapon1-4: (20)+8+-4: 24

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hit, no crit" GAME: Temarie rolls weapon2-4: (10)+0+-4: 6

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss"

<OOC> Temarie can live with that. GAME: Temarie rolls 1d10+3: (10)+3: 13

<OOC> Cesran says, "It's staggered, up but barely hanging on."

<OOC> Cesran says, "tak you are up"

<OOC> Tak says, "How many are left?"

Temarie tries again, this time stabbing the soup elemental with her sword, but missing with the shield. She hurts it good too.

<OOC> Tak says, "And who are they fighting?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "C Soup on you, T soup on Brom and Temarie"

<OOC> Tak says, "Ok, whats the distance from me to the one on brom and tem?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "I'd say 15 ft."

<OOC> Tak says, "5 foot step towards that one, leaving 5 foot from mine. I'll trip broms soup."

<OOC> Tak says, "Second round of lingering performance, next round will be over." GAME: Tak rolls cmb+4: (4)+6+4: 14

<OOC> Cesran says, "It's tripped"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Brom you are up"

Tak moves back as his soup attacks him, he turns and lashes his whip out at the one fighting brom, sending it to the ground. "Kill that one then come get mine! I'm not wielding a ladel!"

<OOC> Tak says, "+4 prone, +1 with my performance for ya brom"

<OOC> Brom says, "Hrm. Any other soups within a 5 foot step range?"

<OOC> Temarie says, "oops. I forgot about Tak's inspire, Cesran. another +1 to my damage and to hit."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Then it's dead"

<OOC> Temarie says, "bing."

<OOC> Faiza says, "Retroactive death. Surely the worst kind."

<OOC> Cesran says, "It was going to die next round anyway it was at 0"

<OOC> Brom says, "Well then, how far am I from the other two?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "One is right next to you, and is prone, the other is about 15 feet away"

<OOC> Brom says, "So the prone one is not the one which retroactively died?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Nope"

<OOC> Cesran says, "The one on Temarie died"

<OOC> Brom says, "Okay. Going to try to finish off the prone one."

<OOC> Temarie says, "Mine, Brom."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll it up!" GAME: Brom rolls melee + 2: (7)+3+2: 12

<OOC> Faiza says, "+4 for prone."

<OOC> Cesran says, "still a miss"

<OOC> Faiza says, "That's some slippery soup."

"Back, ye soupy devils! Back to the horrible lunch-stealing pit which spawned you!" Brom swings his hammer overhead, slamming it into the ground. At least it was sort of near where the soup is.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Yes it is. Faiza you are up"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Imma attack it too. With my sword. An' stuff."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll!" GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1+5: (6)+8+5: 19

<OOC> Faiza says, "+1 from Tak's inspire, +4 for prone, right?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Yep. :D"

<OOC> Cesran says, "And that's a hit"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Yay!" GAME: Faiza rolls 1d8+5: (8)+5: 13

<OOC> Cesran says, "Did you add Tak's +1"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Yep."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Okay it's still kicking, but it looks horrible" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+5: (2)+5: 7

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie you are up! There is one still chasing Tak"

SPLOOSH. The soup elemental was so nimbly dancing away from Brom's hammer... only to have a shiny, shiny longsword rip through it and tear out a good chunk of dinner. "That'll take ages to buff out," mutters the redheaded shadow elf. She's not even trying to stand as a symbol of light and justice right now, because, well. Soup. They're fighting soup.

<OOC> Temarie says, "How close am I to it?"

The one on Temarie leaps at her, but as it does so it loses it it's cohesion and splashes cold tomato soup all over her. The one between Faiza and Brom tries to stand up, but as it does so it becomes just a puddle of soup. The one after Tak continues to chase it and tries to slam into him, but misses.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Probably about 30 feet away"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Chaaaarge."

<OOC> Temarie says, "I guess I can charge."

<OOC> Faiza :D

<OOC> Temarie says, "hehehe."

<OOC> Cesran says, "You can't...tables and benches in the way"

<OOC> Temarie says, "well bleh."

<OOC> Faiza says, "Curses! Foiled by furniture."

<OOC> Cesran calls in Spike.

<OOC> Temarie says, "can I double move at least?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Yes you can!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tak you are up. Soup is chasing you"

<OOC> Temarie does so. "I'll maneuver myself so someone gets a......non-existant flank bonus. Okie.

<OOC> Faiza may not entirely be bringing gravitas to this situation.

<OOC> Tak says, "5 foot step back, trip my soup. He wont be able to attack me cause he would need to double move: stand + move. And my performance is over now. no more +1"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie give me an AoO" GAME: Tak rolls cmb+3: (20)+6+3: 29 GAME: Temarie rolls weapon1+1: (20)+8+1: 29

<OOC> Temarie says, "or, if the inspire is over, take away the +1. not that it matters. XD"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Sorry wrong time for that, but we'll save it."

Tak turns to face the soup thats been going after him the entire time. "You belong in a bowl!" He lashes his whip out, and entangles the feat of the monster enough to send it to the floor. He laughs "Wait, 5 second rule, you can still eat it!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "It is tripped. Brom you are up"

Smiling as the soup coming at her splashes to the ground, Temarie moves around the tables to get to the last remaining soup elemental.

<OOC> Brom says, "Squish prone soup!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll!" GAME: Brom rolls melee + 6: (15)+3+6: 24

<OOC> Brom remembers the prone bonus this time.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hit! Roll damage"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Faiza you are up!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Wait, is there one or two soups at the moment?" GAME: Brom rolls 2d6 + 2: (2)+2: 4

<OOC> Cesran says, "Only one soup left and he's prone"

<OOC> Cesran says, "You hurt him a little brom"

<OOC> Brom says, "Bah."

<OOC> Tak says, "dont worry brom, you get aoo when it stands"

"Evil soup-stealing monster goes squish now!" Brom shouts, bringing the hammer down upon the squishy monstrosity. Some soup splatters, but not nearly enough.

<OOC> Faiza says, "Imma make the soup... uh... I'm coming up empty for puns. I'll just slash it." GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1+4: (2)+8+4: 14

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss"

<OOC> Faiza winces.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Soup stands. Temarie hits, Roll damage Temarie"

<OOC> Cesran says, "roll aoo Faiza and Brom" GAME: Temarie rolls 1d10+3: (4)+3: 7

Ever had one of those days? Yeah. Faiza's looking like she has one right now. The tip of her sword embeds itself in the floorboards where the soup elemental -used- to be. With a grimace, the shadow elf wrenches it back out and glares daggers at the unruly dinner.

GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1: (19)+8: 27 GAME: Brom rolls melee + 2: (9)+3+2: 14

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hit! Hit!"

<OOC> Brom says, "Add 4 if it still counts as prone." GAME: Brom rolls 2d6+2: (3)+2: 5 GAME: Faiza rolls 1d8+4: (2)+4: 6

<OOC> Cesran says, "It's dead!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Huzzah."

Tak grins "I've heard of meals to go, but this is ridiculous." Yes, more simple jokes. "Alright, now it has been down there more than 5 seconds, I want a fresh one, in a bowl."

As the soup tries to get up its smashed and slashed and it too becomes a puddle on the floor too. There is more shouting from the kitchen. "No! Shut it down! Shut it down! What do you mean the lever is stuck. Watch out it's charging!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "1 round to heal up and get ready"

<OOC> Tak says, "Anyone hurt?"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Oh dear. Who's hurt the most?"

<OOC> Brom is gonna go pick up his gun and reload, if there's sufficient time.

<OOC> Temarie has 5 HP of damage.

<OOC> Brom says, "+hp will show you the current breakdown. :)"

<OOC> Tak says, "Brom needs it"

<OOC> Temarie uses a potion.

<OOC> Tak says, "Wait"

<OOC> Tak says, "I can cure light :)"

<OOC> Cesran says, "There is, but you can't heal Brom"

<OOC> Tak says, "Why waste a potion?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tak you get 1 CLW use"

<OOC> Temarie says, "You heal Brom, Tak."

<OOC> Faiza can Lay on Hands Brom.

<OOC> Temarie says, "I can use a potion. I have plenty."

<OOC> Faiza says, "... or Temarie, whochever. <.<"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Which*. I can type."

<OOC> Tak shrugs "Ok, faize get brom then

<OOC> Cesran says, "Will warn this is round 2 or 3"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Will warn this is round 2 of 3"

<OOC> Brom says, "So, time to retrieve/load gun?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Yes Brom"

<OOC> Brom says, "Super." GAME: Faiza rolls 1d6: (1): 1

<OOC> Faiza says, "..." GAME: Cesran damaged Brom for -1 points. 15 remaining.

<OOC> Faiza facepalms.

<OOC> Tak says, "I'll heal brom, he is low hp"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Go for it" GAME: Tak casts Cure Light Wounds.

<OOC> Temarie uses a potion.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tem using potion?" GAME: Tak rolls 1d8+3: (3)+3: 6 GAME: Tak refreshes spells. GAME: Temarie rolls 1d8+1: (6)+1: 7

Brom gives the soupy mess an extra splattering, until he's absolutely certain it won't be moving any more. With a heavy sigh, he wipes soup from his beard and stoops to retrieve his thunderbelcher, pouring shot and powder down the muzzle. "What a waste of lunch."

GAME: Tak casts Cure Light Wounds. GAME: Cesran damaged Brom for -6 points. 21 remaining.

<OOC> Tak resets to the right amount of spells GAME: Cesran damaged Temarie for -7 points. 39 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "NP" GAME: Temarie used a Potion of Cure Light Wounds.

Tak looks over and lays a hand on Brom, whispering quietly as he chants arcane words to heal the dwarfs wounds, then he looks towards the back room. "I think we may be in for trouble."

Stepping over to Brom's side, Faiza lays a hand on the dwarf's shoulder. There's a brief, subtle glow, and... some of the burns he'd suffered from the scalding soup fade. A little. The shadow elf looks slightly surprised.

As you all heal up and gather your weapons the noise from the kitchen becomes a crash as the doors fly open again and the largest roasted chicken you've ever seen comes waddling out on its drumsticks. Behind it comes a large mound of mashed potatoes. From the kitchen you can hear, "By Rada's Scales something big is coming through."

GAME: You roll initiative for Chicken: Roll: 3 + Bonus: 3 = Total: 6 GAME: You roll initiative for Potato: Roll: 11 + Bonus: 0 = Total: 11

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie you are up! they are about 30 feet away"

Brom gives Faiza a grateful look as he hoists up his rifle, keeping it aimed at the entrance to the kitchen. "Steady now, lads. This isn't done yet."

<OOC> Temarie says, "I move up of course. Can't relaly do much else....."

<OOC> Temarie says, "all done."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Pose it up. Tak you are up"

<OOC> Tak says, "Perform and move up within 15 of the chicken"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Pose it up! Brom!"

After drinking down one of her many potions, Temarie sees the Chicken and the mashed potato monsters coming out. She raises her shield again and smiles a bit. "Hey Bird brain!" She then holds up her sword. "Do I have one of your relatives on my sword?"

Tak speaks again, his voice once more taking on a strange quality, somewhat hypnotic but in a sense of relaxing you and making you feel better. "We can do this easily! I'll keep the chicken on its back, you all mash those potatos first!"

<OOC> Brom says, "How close am I to the new elementals?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "30 ft about"

<OOC> Brom says, "Fire thunderbelcher at the chicken. Touch attack." GAME: Brom rolls ranged + 4: (9)+6+4: 19

<OOC> Cesran says, "That's a hit! Roll damage"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Faiza you are up!" GAME: Brom rolls 1d12+2: (10)+2: 12

<OOC> Faiza says, "Can I close in on any of them and engage in melee?"

<OOC> Tak says, "did you count my +1 damage?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "You can double move up with Temarie given your heavy armor."

<OOC> Faiza says, "Would I be able to attack too?"

"No! The foul things have taken our entire lunch!" Brom shouts with genuine grief, mourning the lunch that will never be. "Back to the hells with ye, delicious abomination!" Boom! Off goes the rifle and fills the chicken with musket shot.

<OOC> Brom did.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Nope, just move up"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Wait Faiza"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Righty. Just movin' up and trying to maneuver to flank with Temarie then. I know they're unflankable, but -Faiza- doesn't. :P"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Sorry Monsters go. Forgot they were at the end"

<OOC> Cesran says, "weren't at the end"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Ah, fair 'nuff."

<OOC> Tak says, "The monsters might move up and get in your range faiza" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (16)+7: 23 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d6+4: (1)+4: 5 GAME: Cesran damaged Temarie for 5 points. 34 remaining.

<OOC> Faiza says, "So, with the move, they're within attackable range?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Yes. Except for Potato Temarie is right on them"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie roll me a fort"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Okay! Imma go carve up some food then. Still too crowded with furniture(evil, evil furniture) to charge?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Give me a moment Faiza." GAME: Temarie rolls fort: (19)+6: 25

<OOC> Faiza says, "Just keeping my actions ready, as it were, to keep things moving. :)"

<OOC> Cesran says, "You don't become entrapped"

The Mashed Potato Elemental slams its deliciously buttered fist into Temarie and it tries to entrap her in its spuds, but Temarie is too strong. The chicken goes after the one that shot it, but it crashes over the tables and benches to get to him so it can't attack just yet.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Okay Faiza now you are up and you can reach the chicken"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Imma carve me a slice."

GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1+1: (1)+8+1: 10

<OOC> Faiza sigh. Whirl, are you hiding somewhere and cursing the dice?

<OOC> Cesran says, "That is a miss. Temarie you are up!"

<OOC> Temarie says, "Potato monster huh?"

<OOC> Temarie says, "full attack...."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Go for it!" GAME: Temarie rolls weapon1-4+1: (15)+8+-4+1: 20 GAME: Temarie rolls weapon2-4+1: (7)+0+-4+1: 4

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hit! And miss" GAME: Temarie rolls 1d10+3+1: (6)+3+1: 10

<OOC> Cesran says, "A good hit!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tak up are up!"

Heroically moving up alongside the Arvek Nar with the big sword, Faiza heroically swings her sword at the chicken... and heroically cuts a chunk of wood off a table nearby. Oh well. "I'll, uh... I'll be right with you! Fight the good fight!" The redheaded shadow elf, looking flustered, yanks her blade out of the wood. Things are so not going her way today.

<OOC> Tak says, "Move to 15 from chicken, and trip. Lingering performance for this round"

<OOC> Cesran says, "roll it up!" GAME: Tak rolls whiptrip+1: aliased to : (11)+6+3+1: 21

Seeing the Potato monster coming after her, Temarie brings her shield up, and is able to deflect most of the attack thankfully. She then stabs the monster with her sword, but not hitting quite hard enough with the shield to do much damage.

<OOC> Cesran says, "It goes prone!"

Tak turns and shakes his head. "This is not how I like to normally work up an appetite!" he lashes his whip out at the chicken, grabbing one of its drumsticks and jerking to send it crashing to the floor.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Mashed Potato Monster is up!" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (3)+7: 10

<OOC> Cesran says, "Misses! Brom you are up!"

The Mashed Potato Elemental rears up and tries to slam into Temarie again, but it’s blocked by her shield. It glares at her with its butter square eyes.

<OOC> Brom is going to drop gun and switch to earthbreaker again. Still no flanking on these things?

<OOC> Cesran says, "Still no flanking. :("

<OOC> Cesran says, "Go for it it's prone so +4"

<OOC> Brom tries anyways. Same target. GAME: Brom rolls melee + 6: (3)+3+6: 12

<OOC> Brom says, "The dice don't like me today."

<OOC> Cesran says, "That is a miss."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Chicken tries to get up. AoO Brom and Faiza!"

"Away you go, delicious dark meat monster!" Brom once again slams his hammer into the floor harmlessly. He scowls. "Why do I keep hitting that same spot?"

GAME: Brom rolls melee + 6: (6)+3+6: 15

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss." GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1+1: (15)+8+1: 24

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hit!" GAME: Faiza rolls 1d8+5: (1)+5: 6 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (17)+7: 24 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d6+3: (5)+3: 8 GAME: Cesran damaged Faiza for 8 points. 18 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll Reflex Faiza" GAME: Faiza rolls Reflex: (3)+7: 10 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d4: (3): 3

<OOC> Cesran says, "The chicken is hot!" GAME: Cesran damaged Faiza for 3 points. 15 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Faiza you are up"

The chicken gets up and a slice is taken off of it. It takes a swing at Faiza and hits her. It just came out of the deep fat fryer and its skin is still covered in grease. It burns as the grease from it lingers.

<OOC> Faiza says, "Um. Lay on Hands myself, attack Spuds McMash. That's the one Temarie is engaging with, yeah?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Yes, but the chicken is on you. You'd draw an AoO"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Ah, okay. Carve a nice slice of dinner off that, then."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Go for it!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "It's not prone anymore, yeah?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "It's standing"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Rolling for LoH first." GAME: Faiza rolls 1d6: (5): 5

<OOC> Cesran says, "Do you need to 5ft step back for it or draw an AoO?" GAME: Cesran damaged Faiza for -5 points. 20 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie you are up!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "It's a swift action, I don't think that draws AoOs."

<OOC> Temarie says, "Still on the potato monster?"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Also, attackin'." GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1+1: (17)+8+1: 26

<OOC> Cesran says, "sorry Faiza. Hit! Roll damage" GAME: Faiza rolls 1d8+5: (5)+5: 10

<OOC> Cesran says, "Yes Potato monster is still there"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Nice hit, the Chicken looks about done."

<OOC> Temarie says, "Just need a fork?"

<OOC> Temarie says, "full attack again." GAME: Temarie rolls weapon1-4+1: (8)+8+-4+1: 13 GAME: Temarie rolls weapon2-4+1: (16)+0+-4+1: 13

<OOC> Temarie says, "ah well."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss and Miss."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tak you are up! and Faiza and Temarie please pose it up. :D"

Still on the potato monster, Temarie stabs and swings her shield again. Unfortunately, she doesn't hit the monster with either attack. shame...

Staggering back from the heavy blow with a small yelp of pain, the shadow elf draws herself up, laying a hand on the crescent moon symbol on her breastplate. "Right," she says. "You lot in the back room! You are all under arrest, on the authority of the Silver Guard! Cease and desist any magical activity or--" and she takes a mighty swing with her sword, neatly slicing off a big chunk of burning-hot chicken -- "suffer the consequences!"

<OOC> Tak says, "Staying at 15 from chicken, tripping chicken, lingering perform lasts till my next action." GAME: Tak rolls whiptrip+1: aliased to : (2)+6+3+1: 12

<OOC> Cesran says, "Go for it. Miss."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Potato turn." GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (7)+7: 14

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss. Brom you are up"

<OOC> Brom takes another swing at the chicken.

<OOC> Cesran says, "pose please Tak. :D"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Go for it"

Tak snaps his whip out at the chicken again, but fails to send it to the ground this time. "I think I understand now why only explorers can eat here! There is the pre-dinner entertainment!"

GAME: Brom rolls melee + 2: (5)+3+2: 10

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss."

The Mashed Potato Elemental smashes against Temarie's shield and neither can seem to get past the defense of the other.

GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (6)+7: 13

<OOC> Cesran says, "Chicken misses. Faiza you are up."

"Yaaaaaugh!" Brom has once again entered that berserk mode in which he flails his hammer around wildly. He does more damage to the furniture than his intended target. The chicken tries to hit Faiza with its fried body, but it misses and instead hits a chair.

<OOC> Faiza says, "Chicken still up? Well, I'll try to bring it down. No plate."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Chicken still up."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll it up" GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1+1: (4)+8+1: 13

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss."

<OOC> Faiza says, "I swear, the game hates me and wants me to miss."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie you are up!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "No one hit that round"

<OOC> Temarie says, "Full attack again."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll it up!" GAME: Temarie rolls weapon1-4+1: (5)+8+-4+1: 10 GAME: Temarie rolls weapon2-4+1: (15)+0+-4+1: 12

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss and miss."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tak!"

<OOC> Temarie shakes head.

<OOC> Tak says, "Perform ended. Tripping Chicken"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll it up" GAME: Tak rolls whiptrip: aliased to : (5)+6+3: 14

Attacking once again, Temarie is still missing her attacks. perhaps she's getting tired.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss." GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (11)+7: 18

Distracted by flailing(and delicious) limbs, Faiza has her hands - and shield - full just trying to stay alive. She pokes her sword in the general direction of the giant animated chicken, but to little effect. "I mean it!" she adds to her general statement of arrest. "I am Faiza Belvade, Paladin of the Silver Guard. If I hear anyone in the kitchen so much as casting a cantrip, there will be trouble!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Brom!"

Tak growls faintly "This is not the way I pictured my free meal!" he snaps his whip out again, but seems unable to make enough contact to send the chicken to the ground.

The Mashed Potato Elemental smashes once more against Temaria's armor and it too is having trouble making contact.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Brom?"

<OOC> Brom says, "Sorry! Taking another swing." GAME: Brom rolls melee + 2: (9)+3+2: 14

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss. Chicken's turn" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (18)+7: 25 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d6+3: (6)+3: 9

<OOC> Cesran says, "Fiaza roll reflex" GAME: Faiza rolls reflex: (17)+7: 24

<OOC> Cesran says, "you pass no damage"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Huzzah!" GAME: Cesran damaged Faiza for 9 points. 11 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "You are up!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Brom please pose. :D"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Owie. Lay on Hands again and, uh, swing again. Slashy."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll" GAME: Faiza rolls 1d6: (6): 6 GAME: Cesran damaged Faiza for -6 points. 17 remaining.

<OOC> Faiza says, "No +1 now, right?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Right" GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1: (1)+8: 9

<OOC> Faiza says, "..."

<OOC> Faiza says, "See? SEE?"

<OOC> Tak says, "next time let me blow on your dice :)"

The Fried Roasted Chicken slams up against Faiza. Its grease doesn't get on her although it still sizzles at it hits the floor boards. The sound of Brom missing his target once again echoes through the eatery as his hammer strikes the floor. "The same spot! Again!" He shouts with frustration.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss. Teramie! You are up!"

<OOC> Temarie says, "normal attack on the potato monster."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll it!" GAME: Temarie rolls weapon1+1: (4)+8+1: 13

<OOC> Cesran says, "Miss. :("

<OOC> Temarie says, "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tak you are up!"

<OOC> Tak says, "Trip, cause apparently +1 aint gonna help :)"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Go for it!" GAME: Tak rolls whiptrip: aliased to : (11)+6+3: 20

<OOC> Cesran says, "Tripped!" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (20)+7: 27 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (8)+7: 15

Temarie isn't doing all that well, even hiding behind the shield to make a normal attack.

It seems the battering the overgrown dinner is giving her is enough to keep her sword at bay: Faiza ducks behind her shield and desperately murmurs a prayer. The symbol on her breastplate glows briefly with a silvery light, and somehow, the shadow elf paladin seems to be improving somewhat against the clobbering she's getting. "Oof! A little help here?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Potato hits, but no crit" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d6+3: (5)+3: 8

Tak snaps the whip out, this time finally getting the chicken leg, he drags it back and sends it to the ground. "AHA!, I have you now my juicy dinner!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Roll fort Temarie" GAME: Temarie rolls fort: (5)+6: 11 GAME: Cesran damaged Temarie for 8 points. 26 remaining.

<OOC> Temarie groans.

<OOC> Cesran says, "You are now entangled"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Brom you are up!"

<OOC> Tak blows on broms dice

The Mashed Potato Elemental finally manages to get through Temarie's defense and it oozes into her armor. It is holding her fast.

<OOC> Faiza says, "And I can't even smite these things. :("

<OOC> Cesran says, "Brom?"

<OOC> Brom takes another swing! GAME: Brom rolls melee + 2: (19)+3+2: 24

<OOC> Brom says, "Yay!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hit!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Hallelujah!" GAME: Brom rolls 2d6 + 2: (7)+2: 9

<OOC> Cesran says, "chicken is done! Dead!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Faiza you are up!"

<OOC> Tak says, "See, I blew on his dice!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Re-dead."

<OOC> Tak blows on faiza's dice

Once again, Brom strikes the same bit of the poor pulverized floor. Fortunately, this time the chicken happens to be on that very same part of the floor. It goes squish. "Yargh!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "I'll make my way over to the potato thing and try to carve it into a funny shape."

<OOC> Faiza says, "... while using another Lay on Hands, just in case." GAME: Faiza rolls 1d6: (3): 3

<OOC> Cesran says, "Even with the crashing, it will take 2 moves as it's still 30 ft away, but you can lay on hands yourself." GAME: Cesran damaged Faiza for -3 points. 20 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie you are up!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Ah, right. Yeah, moving over and... keeping the shield at the ready then."

<OOC> Temarie says, "full attack again." GAME: Temarie rolls weapon1-4+1: (12)+8+-4+1: 17 GAME: Temarie rolls weapon2-4+1: (4)+0+-4+1: 1

<OOC> Temarie snerks. 'I haven't hit with the shield yet. XD

<OOC> Cesran says, "Give me a moment. You are entangled -2 on attack rolls"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Would that change what you would have done?"

<OOC> Temarie says, "yeah. single attack."

"Hold on!" Faiza immediately moves towards the stricken Arvek Nar as soon as the chicken hits the floor, stumbling only a little as she grumblingly pushes a path through upended tables and scattered chairs. Whoever thought of picking a fight in a restaurant, anyway? "Whoever's in that kitchen, I am going to have Words with you when this is done!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Okay that's a hit." GAME: Temarie rolls 1d10+4: (7)+4: 11

<OOC> Cesran says, "You hurt it bad."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Still up. Tak!"

<OOC> Tak says, "I shall perform, and move within 15 of the mashed potato"

Groaning as the monster gets into her armor, Temarie stays behind her shield and slices off another part of the monster.

<OOC> Cesran says, "pose it. Potato turn" GAME: Cesran rolls 1d20+7: (18)+7: 25 GAME: Cesran rolls 1d6+3: (2)+3: 5

Tak speaks again with his magical words, even if what he says isn’t really epic. "One down, one to go!" yep, inspiring stuff. He moves around the tables to get within reach of the mashed potato monster.

GAME: Cesran damaged Temarie for 5 points. 21 remaining.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Temarie fort save" GAME: Temarie rolls fort: (4)+6: 10

<OOC> Faiza says, "Quick, someone pour brown sauce over it. It's its only weakness!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "You are now helpless"

<OOC> Tak says, "IS that a grapple?"

<OOC> Tak says, "Or just some special attack?"

<OOC> Temarie grumbles.

<OOC> Cesran says, "No it entrapped her"

<OOC> Tak wonders if greasing Temarie would help

<OOC> Faiza says, "Greased hob. :o"

<OOC> Cesran says, "It would not"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Brom you are up!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "It'd make 'em smell delicious, though."

<OOC> Brom says, "Can I charge the potatoes?"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Nope table and chairs in the way"

<OOC> Brom will move over and do a regular attack, then.

<OOC> Cesran says, "your speed 30'"

<OOC> Cesran says, "?"

<OOC> Brom says, "Nope. 20."

<OOC> Cesran says, "double move needed than"

<OOC> Brom says, "Hrm. In that case, I'll use my standard to pick up my gun, and my move to get 20' closer. I'll attack next round."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Okay! Faiza you are up"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Hacky slashy. Chopped potatoes. Hopefully."

With his delicious foe felled at last, Brom kneels to retrieve his musket and adjust his monocle. Then he spies the horrible potato monstrosity still going strong. With a hungry war cry, he begins charging forward, toppling furniture in his wake.

<OOC> Cesran says, "Go for it!" GAME: Faiza rolls weapon1+1: (15)+8+1: 24

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hit!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Hooray!" GAME: Faiza rolls 1d8+5: (8)+5: 13

<OOC> Cesran says, "It goes down!"

<OOC> Faiza says, "Delicious victory!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "Now I'll leave this up to the group. Do you want to end here as you are full or have dessert?""

<OOC> Tak says, "More!"

<OOC> Temarie says, "it is past midnight here, Cesran."

<OOC> Tak says, "Er, ok, we stop!"

<OOC> Cesran says, "I know, but I don't have to work tomorrow so that's why I'm leaving it up to the group"

<OOC> Cesran says, "The next monster will be harder than the other ones."

<OOC> Cesran says, "But there will be only one"

<OOC> Brom is fine to go, but also fine to pause if others need it. :)

<OOC> Temarie says, "yeah, I figured it would be. I'm only level 3 though."

"Stay very still!" There's a red-eyed, black-skinned shadow elf standing over Temarie and her entangling foe with a weapon. It's probably a good idea to stay still. SLASH! Faiza's gleaming(and only slightly food stained) sword slices through the potato monster, rendering it inert and little more than foodstuff. Foodstuff that's everywhere. Helpfully, the paladin leans down and reaches out a hand to help her Arvek Nar companion up. "Are you all right?"

<OOC> Faiza is only level 3 too. <.<

<OOC> Temarie is also noting our luck with attack rolls.

<OOC> Faiza says, "Yeees..."

<OOC> Cesran says, "I know your levels. Okay then we will stop here."

<OOC> Tak says, "Thanks for running cesran!"

<OOC> Tak is 205 from level, whee!

<OOC> Temarie finds it funny that I didn't hit with the shield once. XD

<OOC> Faiza hasn't gotten to smite anything yet. :(

<OOC> Temarie says, "You'll find something easy."

<OOC> Faiza says, "Pathfinder smite is so nice, too."

<OOC> Brom says, "Thanks for running, Cesran. Thanks for playing, everyone else."

<OOC> Temarie says, "Oh yeah.....Thanks to Lahar, I got to see just how nasty smite is."

<OOC> Cesran says, "Hold up."

<OOC> Faiza says, "Yep, thanks for runnin'! It was... different. ;)"

<OOC> Temarie says, "very different."

<OOC> Tak says, "Ehh, I fought a pie monster last week :P"

<OOC> Tak says, "but this was very fun!"

<OOC> Faiza's alt once fought a sewer elemental. Yes, it was a Whirlplot.

<OOC> Tak couldn’t trip the pie monster, does not like blobs

"No! No don't put the monkey wrench there! I've almost got it...." The shouts can be heard from the kitchen and then you all hear a loud boom! The kitchen door explodes with 28 flavors of ice cream. It gets all over and a huge head made out of ice cream rolls out of the kitchen. It has candy cane teeth, licorice hair and gum drop eyes. The head is large. Grandma Good'um comes out, "Sorry about the mess...we had some trouble with our food processor." From the look in the kitchen it was some kind of artifice device that is in ruins and smoking. "I'm afraid I can't make lunch for you all today, but I'll pay you for your help through the Explorer's Guild."