Rolled 4, 4, 2, 3, 2, 4, 3, 2, 2, 3 = 29 (10d4)
Alone in the pit under Wagon's armored belleh you light some candles to heat up the sheeping tar to glop it on your still smarting gashes.
While that cooks, you drip owwie-dun all over yourself, to help the scabbing.
It's not many Greenoids, not even Chiefs n Shammies, wot can take on and take out fifteen gits in a row in under one Time (40Min).
YOU did plenty good.
The caked blood on you from the gibbt Orcs doesn't seem to be coming all orf. You pick at it, because of course you do, and find that your skin's gone red and stayed red.
And your sweat <span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i">stinks</span></span>. Might have to do with getting so good at the <span class="mu-s">Carrionpede</span>. You'll have to ask Seafood about this.
On close inspection, you don't like the armor your droogz kludged up for you. They seem to think heavily armored means armored heavily: they just slapped bigg fikky pieces together, loose rigging, wasting weight, leaving gaps.
YOU can do better. You undo most of their work, shorten the underriggs tighter, add backup loops. All the wood bits get chucked. The chestpiece made from a hammered flat buckler you switch out to the back, and replace it with several blunted smolly axxs in overlapping layers. Your bellyguard's a biggy belt on which you wire-stitch the mug-plate from a cracked helmet.
You'd really like some chainmail to close up all the gaps in your armpits, sides and kneepits, but there's not much of that; you make do with fikky patches of quilt armor there.
Glubbs just doubled layers of quilt armor fabric with your hands crammed through, then smolly bits and strips of metal glued or tied on.
While you work your mind keeps drifting to
>>6129519 how the Orc gauntlet would have been easier if you'd cheated. Then you think of the fistful of ringnuts dat one Orc was tryna punch you with, and how your Carrionpede crawled all over your victims when you killed.
You get the beginnings of an idee.
You make little dewclaws for your heels, knees, and elbows: curved shiv hooks meant to cut and gash as you go. Out of a bag of gaskets and shaving razors you kludge some ringnuts for your toes.
>[DEWCLAWS] GETTY>rollan 8d4 Stuff for cost>Any HIT roll over 100 converts the surplus÷3 into melee damageYou also do a little experiment: you pluck the wick out of a BOOMcandle, light it, and chuck it in the Pouch.
Wait a hundred beats. Take it out again. It's still sizzling, still the same length as far as you can make out.
Annuvva idee starts to cook.
You
gently!!! chop up several BOOMcandles, re-roll 'em as sossijiz onna stikk, then dipp the BOOMsossijj in sheeping tar all gloppy glop.
Then you stick about yayoneplupplupp, yaytwoplupplupp, yayfreeplupplupp, yayFOUR's worth of BOOMwick back on innada sossijj, light all the wicks at once and Pouch 'em.
Now, with some risk to yourself, you can chuck a readied handful of stikky BOOMsossijj when the fight starts not going your way.
>kludged 2d4 B.C. to 3 B.S. each 