[Adventure Time] Session 1: The Quill of Destiny [Ongoing]

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Nuon vs. Michael Jackson​

Nuon steps forward, ready to face legendary bard Michael Jackson in the drinking contest. She sits at the ornate table across from him, and the shimmering liquid in their goblets reflects the bioluminescent glow of the hidden world around them.

Michael Jackson: "Heehee! Alright, Nuon, let's see if you can handle this. Here's your riddle:"

He takes a sip from his goblet, and his eyes twinkle mischievously as he poses the riddle.

Michael Jackson: "Annie, are you okay? Will you tell us that you're okay? There's a sign in the window that he struck you—a crescendo, Annie. What am I talking about?"

Nuon furrows her brow, trying to concentrate despite the slight buzz from the hallucinogenic flora they encountered earlier. The words sound familiar, but her mind struggles to piece them together.

Nuon (thinking): "Annie, are you okay? A sign in the window... struck... a crescendo... What could it be?"

Wisdom Roll Calculation:

  • Nuon's Wisdom Modifier: +0
  • Roll: 7
Total: 7

Nuon's Struggle​

Nuon's roll indicates that she doesn't immediately realize the song title. She takes another sip from her goblet, hoping the drink might help clear her mind. The spirits around her seem to shimmer and sway, their presence both comforting and distracting.

Nuon: "Annie... struck... crescendo... Michael Jackson... What is it?"

She needs more time to piece together the riddle's answer, and the pressure of the contest weighs heavily on her. She glances at Michael Jackson, who watches her with a knowing smile, waiting to see if she can decipher the riddle.

Nuon takes another deep sip from her goblet, feeling the warmth of the drink spread through her. The bioluminescent flora around her seem to pulse in time with her heartbeat, and the colors become more vivid. The pieces of the riddle slowly come together in her mind.

Nuon (thinking): "Annie, are you okay? He struck you... a crescendo... It’s from a song. Michael Jackson... Smooth Criminal!"

Her eyes widen as realization dawns. She looks up at Michael Jackson, a triumphant yet tipsy smile spreading across her face.

Nuon: "I got it! It's 'Smooth Criminal'!"

Michael Jackson: "Heehee! That’s right, Nuon! You've got it."

The spirits around them shimmer with approval, and the goblets refill themselves, glowing even brighter. Nuon takes a moment to steady herself, feeling the effects of the drink. The world around her sways slightly, but she gathers her thoughts, knowing she must ask her riddle next.

Nuon: "Alright, my turn to ask..."

She takes a deep breath, trying to focus through the haze of the hallucinogenic drink. The pressure of the contest and the surreal environment make it difficult, but she manages to find the words.

Nuon: "Listen carefully, Michael. Here's my riddle:"

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Okay, we need to ask a riddle of Mr. Hee-hee~ Let's decide what we are going to ask him about. A topic is what we need, and we will try to trick the bastard.
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Nuon's Riddle​

Nuon, feeling the effects of the drink but determined to continue, decides to borrow a riddle from a beloved children's tale, directly from the Bard Tolkien's The Hobbit. She takes a deep breath and tries to gather her thoughts, but the hallucinogenic effects make it difficult to focus. Her speech is slightly slurred, and it takes her a moment to get the words out.

Nuon: "Alright, Michael... hic... here's my riddle. It's... from a famous tale. What... what's in my pocket?"

The simplicity and playful nature of the riddle, combined with Nuon's tipsy state, make it an amusing scene. Michael Jackson raises an eyebrow, considering the question. The spirits of the other bards, especially Tolkien, watch with interest, a smile playing on Tolkien's lips as he recognizes the quote.

Michael Jackson's Wisdom Check Calculation:

  • Michael Jackson's Wisdom Modifier: +5 (max level)
  • Roll: 9
Total: 14

Despite his wisdom, Michael Jackson frowns, unable to determine the answer to the riddle. He considers the possible answers but finds himself stumped.

Michael Jackson: "Heehee, I can't seem to figure this one out. You got me, Nuon. Shamone! What's in your pocket?"

Nuon Wins the Round​

Nuon, still tipsy but triumphant, smiles broadly.

Nuon: "Nothing! My pockets are empty."

The spirits around them, including Tolkien, chuckle at the clever use of the riddle before he nods approvingly, appreciating the nod to his own work and the playful twist.

Tolkien: "Well done, Nuon. A clever use of a classic riddle."

The goblets glow brightly, signaling Nuon's victory in this round of the contest. Michael Jackson, good-natured in his defeat, raises his goblet in a toast.

Michael Jackson: "You got meeheee this time, Nuon. Well played, shamone!"

Gathering Her Mind​

Nuon takes a moment to steady herself, the effects of the drink still making her head spin. She knows the contest isn't over yet, and she needs to stay focused for the challenges ahead.

Nuon (thinking): "I did it, but I need to stay sharp. The next round might be even tougher."

She looks at her companions, Thalia and Fiddlesticks, hoping they can continue to support each other through this mystical trial. Nuon remains tipsy for now.

Fiddlesticks vs. Tolkien​

Fiddlesticks steps forward, ready to face the legendary bard J. R. R. Tolkien. The spirit of Tolkien smiles warmly, his eyes twinkling with ancient wisdom. He raises his goblet in a toast before taking a sip and preparing his riddle. The air around him seems to shimmer with the melody of an old, enchanted song.

Tolkien: "A riddle I shall give you, my dear Fiddlesticks, and in the spirit of the old tales, I'll present it in a poem, much like our friend Tom Bombadil might sing."

Tolkien takes a deep breath and begins his riddle, his voice carrying a melodic, almost sing-song quality.

Tolkien: "Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow,
Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow.
In a land where shadows loom and dark lords reign,
What precious thing drives many men insane?"

Fiddlesticks listens carefully, his mind racing to decipher the riddle. The references to Tom Bombadil and the dark lord are clear, but the answer seems just out of reach.

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Gimme Fiddlesticks answers :blob_hide:

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Fiddlesticks has probably heard of these stories/rumors before... wasn't it some evil ring of extraordinary power?
Ah but he might unravel his own yarn to answer it.
 
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Can we get Tolkien drunk, so he'll roll with disadvantage?
 
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Prince_Azmiran_Myrian said:
Fiddlesticks has probably heard of these stories/rumors before... wasn't it some evil ring of extraordinary power?
Ah but he might unravel his own yarn to answer it.
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Well, it should be you the players to give him the answer :blob_cookie:
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Can we get Tolkien drunk, so he'll roll with disadvantage?
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You can try. Roll for it if you want, my rolls are cursed.
 
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Corty said:
Well, it should be you the players to give him the answer :blob_cookie:

You can try. Roll for it if you want, my rolls are cursed.
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It's okay, it only makes the game more interesting.
 
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