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He’s “Mereb, the Orange Gemstone Troll!”
My first thought was about Berem, the green gemstone man, too, from the Dragonlance books.
Second thought was, ‘those are some nasty compound fractures you have there, dude.”
Running out of limbs…
armok rapidly approaching 0
Ow. That’s all I have to say. That and yes I knew he was important! (Still going with the “he’s Payet Best reincarnated” theory).
Yes, that’s certainly the Best case scenario.
You’d best not start with the puns.
Aww, you’re no fun. It’s hard enough to flesh out a good pun without moody Dwarves tellin us not to.
Hark, the herald besties claim..
No, it’s Harky, not the drummer! Note the gemstone. And the tag.
Yeah, I’ve had those mornings.
Breaking in this new random avatar.
PS I’m reminded of this, somehow: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMV34CwNMY0
Dammit. Failure. Didn’t know that Gravatar was linked to gmail accounts too.
“My head is bloody, but unbowed.”
Unless Harky can get some access to baking soda and vinegar before the stains set (reeeeally permanent-like)…
…it’s the gut-gem on the grassy troll!
you rekindled my avatar curiosity. (This is a test.)
woo hoo! It’s also a result!
Harky is a Treasure Troll? Explains why he is so annoying….
Damnit! I completely forgot about troll dolls having belly gems! That pretty much completely explains why Harky has one, I think.
also, it’s going in my D&D campaign.
Harky’s recovery is going to be half-assed for awhile.
I’m sure his return will cost him more than a pound of flesh in the end.
I’m sure he’ll scrape by.
by the skin of his teeth.
Sound like a total drag.
Have faith, I’m sure he’ll regenerate our interests.
Booty is skin deep.
That’s a pun you can shake-a-spear at!
How did they not find him after the battle?
Also: Dang. Looks painful.
He must be MILES away given what happened to him… jeez though, troll regen must be ridiculous for him to be alive, Harky’s moreso than usual. Gotta give him props for tenacity if nothing else.
Yeah. They should have searched for him to finish him off and kill him for good.
But they couldn’t find hide nor hair of him anywhere!
That’s because he has neither– it’s everywhere else butt on him!
High Druid Fr’Nj should have asked the field mice and gophers for the skin-ny on where Harky was.
They knocked him all the way into a different server! 0.0
(An unofficial Gold Star for you.)
*pulls on his collar awkwardly while looking sideways at Harky*
Maybe indicative of my age, but if I could find it I’d link to the sound of a coin-slot mechanism to play between panels two and three.
Ah, that evil exploitatious thing that those games did…
If I had now all the money I spent in arcade games as a kid, I could afford a gallon of gas and maybe a movie ticket!
Trolls regenerate. He’s managed to survive thus far by eating himself.
No, it’s not as fun as it sounds.
There’s bits of you there. And there. And there. Oooh is this a leg over here? Oh and over there too. Are you missing a bit of arm? I think that is over there.
So if Trolls regenerate, and you chop him into bits… do the parts regenerate? Is that a valid method of asexual reproduction for them? Not as much genetic diversity, but hey: jump into a wood chipper and one month later you’ll have an entire army.
I’ve wondered this, and come to the conclusion that it only regenerates if it’s connected to the brain.
Otherwise it’s just ridiculous.
I (and many GM’s I know) agree. That being said, those broken bones will not reset themselves without a little assistance.
Hmm… I guess we’ll find out if that big orange gem embedded where his navel ought to be is of any use, or not.
My GM team added trolls to our local larp about eight years back. We went with the following for ours:
Trolls regenerate from the heart. Destroying the heart with fire kills them. All disconnected pieces die slowly. Repeatedly hitting the body will halt regeneration temporarilly and cause damage, but the regen rate increases exponentially over time. Eventually the regen rate becomes explosively fast and the wgole troll will effectifely burst out of the heart.
One week a year is troll mating season. Trolls are asexual, but during this week and large piece of troll can form a new heart. During mating week, trolls become increasingly violent, attacking everything they can find including each other. The high rate of limb loss makes new trolls.
Aditionally some particularly smart trolls figured out how to graft their limbs onto humans. These limbs also regeberate when injured, but the act of regeneration slowly infects the host with more troll, expanding from the graft. This allows trolls to reproduce at any point of the year, and the weary anventurer fears an ambush by troll surgeons looking for people to mug and attach limbs to…
That’s how we wrote them anyway… :)
I really like the idea of trolls attaching their limbs to other species and thereby slowly making those people trolls. I’d let that be their natural way to reproduce. Gruesome and alien, much like such regenerating trolls are by default.
Second paragraph: If they could be captured, it sounds like trolls would be a handy thing for training a squad of Hammerdwarves.
Too freaking cool. (Also, how do I change my gravatar to… not the kid?)
In the reply box, it asks for an email and says “get a gravatar” if you click that, and sign up, you can use your own pictures.
Back when i ran original D&D, i had a wandering NPC called Johnny Trollseed, who’d chop up dead trolls into little pieces and scatter them all over the dungeon.
Ouch — Major road rash.
Big time… Phil and the crew are being kind… I don’t think anybody wants to know what the ventral side of Harky looks like.
(Unless you’re interested in what a fully-exposed [troll] spinal column looks like…)
“Geez, Harky….if the outhouse was out of lavatory paper, you could have just said so!”
@Abcus: Interesting that your comment remains at the bottom of the page, despite being earlier than this one.
I fall. I die.
I live. I learn.
I love. I learn.
I cry. I learn.
I lose. I learn.
I bleed. I learn.
I scream. I leeeeeeaaaaarnnnn…
Anything that doesn’t kill me only makes me angrier.
You seem to have gotten abit of something on your grasslands… ah.. er.. a bit of you.
For a minute there, I thought that was Best.
It’s just a flesh wound!
He’s taken a good bough-beating.
Are we sure that’s harky and not Best’s new form?
I am not raging. Or zerking… yet
I hope trolls are nerfed in the next patch…
He’s got a jewel in his navel. Hmm. Was that there before?
yes it was.
“Hark,” the Regen Angel sings, “fixing this is going to sting!”
Two gold stars on one day. The stars rarely align is such a way!
Anyway, you both deserved it.
Grass burn, not even aloe can fix that sting.
There’s actually a simple natural remedy for a morning this bad… Bacon sandwich.and a cup of coffee.
Are we talking BLT or just bacon and egg sandwich?
Are we talking American carbonized-crisp bacon strips or British-James-Herriot slab-o-fat style?
I’m a Brit, and prefer the American type.
There has got to be a better way to plough a field…
Now I know why it’s called “recovery”.
Graiya: (Through gritted teeth) “Why. Won’t. This. Thing. DIE?!”
question to phil and t: is he lying where he stopped and the rut in the grass is the skid mark? or is he reassembling t-1000 style?
-chuckles- The Trollminator?
He’s trying to say, “Muchos grassy-ass.”
The longer I look at it the more I can imagine how it had to hurt. Ouch.
Harky got used by Graiya to raid-wipe her butt it seems.
The name Harky is trying to remember is Engelbert Humperdinck.
it just so happens, your friend here is only “mostly dead.” there’s a big difference between “mostly dead” and “all dead.” now, “mostly dead” is “slightly alive.”
This is pretty much how it looks every time Team Rocket lands after “blasting off again!”
In the deep dark woods of eastern Bial’Vezk
That’s the place where I trace my flightpath
And it’s there I read on a hillside impact crater
“You will never seat Harky alive.”
Those busted femur and humerus! This page really speaks to my sense of hurt >.<
1. I make marshmallow sandwiches. (It’s comfort food)
2. I take a bottle of aspirin and a thermos full of black coffee, to send this hangover to Charybdis. (Unnngh what a party!)
3. I look for my car keys. (Now where’s that parking garage?)
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Someone looks like he needs his morning coffeeeeeeee!
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