Deadly's Survival Game: Prehysterical

[Deadlykire]

Week 1. Day 1.
Your head is throbbing. You have no memory of where you are, your name, or why you'd be here. You can feel something solid under you. The air is hot and dry. Despite your memory loss something feels...different. Looking around the area is covered in sand. The land is flat, the wind kicks sand into your face with every gust. Luckily it isn't a strong wind, or who knows what would happen. You can stand on the sand, the heat radiates off of it. When you stand up, you realize the solid thing under you is a box. It bears no labels and the sand has started to pile up around it. You've probably been here for some time.


Inside you find some provisions. A backpack, a bedroll, and a waterskin filled with water. Underneath all the rest is a short bow and 5 arrows.
(Only items you currently have from your list)


The land seems different to the South and West.


You gain heat endurance.

[Prehysterical]

Don't know if you will allow both, so just keep it simple by negating the Spot check if you don't.
Search: [roll0]
Spot: [roll1]

Heat. Hunger. Heat. Hunger. The two annoyances take turns at poking at the varag's consciousness. The sand kicked up by the wind is only the icing on the cake. Opening the box, the varag finds his pack, bed, water, and bow and arrows. It is not much, but it is a start.
Free feats?... I like this already.

[Deadlykire]

Due to the nature of the game I'll always allow you to roll all the options I gave to get the info. You can even take the highest roll.

[Prehysterical]

There is no immediate sign that reaches the varag's eyes of any change in the desert. He tries to remember the smallest bit of wilderness craft to gain a clue... or some food and water.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

The wind is moving from the East. Your nostrils flare with the blowing wind, but it is in doing so that you notice it. The faintest hint of moisture, to the West? No, to the South. You cannot quite distinguish which. Normally you should have, perhaps that means water is in both directions.

[Prehysterical]

When in doubt, go south. The varag cannot remember where he heard such a thing, but he has no better plan for the moment. The varag beings loping south as only a varag can. The promise of water, and therefore food, cannot be ignored.
So, just something that I should mention before this gets too far underway...
Varags need three times the normal amount of a medium humanoid to maintain their energy.
If reduced to twice the consumption of a human, they require frequent rest to restore their energy.
If reduced to the same food as a regular humanoid, their speed is reduced to 30 ft.

[Deadlykire]

You are the one that didn't list food! Only reason you got the bow and a few arrows. :D

You walk south for a long time. Hours upon hours. You travel for 3 hours before you see it. The faintest glimmer of rocks on the horizon. Another hour further south brings you to the edge of the rocks. They aren't tall, possibly only knee high. However, they do impair your movement some. The rocks are smooth to the touch, years of wind and sand having worn them down. A sniff of the air reveals that water is nearby, perhaps on the other side of this outcropping.


There indeed is water on the other side of the rocks. Plenty of it, surrounded by rocks as far as the eye can see. The rocks on this side are sharper, nicking your skin when you weren't careful crossing them. Nothing major, but enough to let you know to take care. Apparently this area was protected from the fierce wind and sand. Around the edge of the water are a few trees and cacti.

Your keen eyes notice a rabbit scampering at the edge of your vision. It starts at the water and runs towards the rocks.

[Prehysterical]

Spot: [roll0]
I understand that I didn't list any food. I was just saying FFR.

The varag eyes the sharp stones warily. A nick wouldn't be too bad, but shredding himself on rocks to get to water seemed counterproductive. He begins to cross, going as carefully as he can.

[Deadlykire]

You are scratched a few more times in your journey, but quickly discover how to spot the difference between rocks that are sharper versus those that are rough. Taking care to move slows you just a bit, but you barely notice it. With the lessen learned the varag easily crosses the rocks to the water. There are a few small trees here. Surveying the surrounding rocks there are a few different formations. There are even a few alcove like structures formed from overhanging rocks. As you approach the water things change a bit. The rocks disappear near the water. Instead there is small desert plant life. While lacking enough food for Steve, they probably could sustain other life. In the distance you can see what looks like an island in the middle of the water.


Your eyes are able to spot what looks like the outline of trees. It is the only thing you can imagine it being given how they rise up out of the ground. It also appears to be a pretty great distance to the island. It'd take you half a day or so, but the water is calm.

[Prehysterical]

If the varag is to sustain itself, it will have to subsist on more than the meager plants presented here. Sitting around and waiting for something to come nibble on these plants is not an attractive option, either. After taking a while to consider the object in the distance, the varag begins the long, unenviable task of swimming to the island. Even though the water is calm, being adrift in the water is enough to make the swimmer extremely nervous.

[Deadlykire]

It takes most of the rest of the day, but you are able to reach the island by night fall. As you draw closer you can see a few scattered trees, but it appears to be mostly barren. As you come up on the island it turns out to be coated in grass. This land could sustain some more wildlife. You can spot a few birds fluttering about from tree to tree.

[Prehysterical]

The varag begins rummaging for any sort of edible plants or tubers, as well as fresh water. He knows that he can't waste energy on hunting just yet.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

A quick taste of the water through which you've just swam reveals it to be fresh water. You could easily sustain yourself off of it. As you search for food, the birds seem like your best options. The water is probably where any wild life would come to drink, you could set some snares to catch them. You are able to spot the tracks of a few small game animals such as rabbits. Looking into the water you can see some ripples of where fish are swimming. There may be other water life, but that would take some diving to figure out.

You remember the trees off in the distance from which the birds moved to and fro. Likely any plants you could eat would be nearest the trees. Perhaps the trees were fruit bearing as well, you were a good distance away yet. In your immediate vicinity there are no edible plants. As you look around you notice the grass is tall. Given the desert environment your survival instincts nag at you about serpents.

[Prehysterical]

Well, first things first. The varag takes a good, long drink of the water he had swam through. The rabbit tracks are a good sign, but the varag wants to explore his options slightly further before deciding on a course of action. He moves toward the trees, though he goes more slowly to avoid missing any potential predators in the brush.
Spot check, if needed: [roll0]
And he sees nothing!

[Deadlykire]

The water is cool and refreshing. You reach the trees with little problem, you hear animals but they all seem to be fleeing before you. But upon arriving you discover a problem. There appears to be some small shrubs around the trees. The trees and shrubs both appear to be bearing fruit, though not a lot. But there are thorns, everywhere. Getting at the fruit may prove difficult, and you still aren't even sure if you can eat them.

[Prehysterical]

If the varag had had his scimitar, the thorns would not have been so much of a problem. Without it, however, he has no desire to risk getting caught in the brambles for something that he might be able to eat. Instead, the varag takes up his bow and nocks an arrow without pulling it back.

There was prey to be had here. It was time to go hunting.
Hide: [roll0]
Listen: [roll1]
Move Silently: [roll2]
Spot: [roll3]
Survival: [roll4]

[Deadlykire]

You hear a rabbit scampering off in the distance. You manage to move quietly enough to close in for a shot. Your survival instincts kick in as you aim the bow. You realize that yes a blade would be helpful, but you could just as easily use the bow to knock the thorns or fruit loose from the tree. The brambles on the bushes could be carefully picked as well.


You manage to kill the rabbit. [roll0]

You miss the rabbit and spook it. It takes off and you are able to track it for long enough to get off a second shot at most. It'll be harder to hit it on the run though.[roll1]

Rabbit dies if you hit. If not it escapes.[roll2]


With your survival roll you can easily gather enough of the fruit to feed a human for 2 days.

[Prehysterical]

Upon further reflection, the brambles could be used as a sort of impromptu tool. His bow could be used as an improvised club to gather the fruit.

But that is not here in this moment. In this moment, salivating at the prospect of meat, the varag pulls back on his bow and fires.
Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]
Crit: [roll2]
CD: [roll3]

[Prehysterical]

Cursing as the first shot misses, the varag chases after the rabbit and fires off one last shot.
A: [roll0]
D: [roll1]
C: [roll2]
CD: [roll3]

Howling in frustration, the varag is able to recover only one of his two arrows. Momentarily defeated, he moves back to the trees and begins the harvest of the fruit and thorns. He eats half of his new food immediately. Even though his stomach aches for more, he has to conserve his food stores in this unknown land.

[Prehysterical]

The varag takes the time to pick some of the thorns. There is potential to use them as improvised arrowheads, but he would need good, straight shafts of wood to make anything decent. Picking up his bow, he decides to give hunting another go.
Hide: [roll0]
Listen: [roll1]
Move Silently: [roll2]
Spot: [roll3]
Survival: [roll4]

[Deadlykire]

Your hunting is a bit more successful this time. You manage to secure a few rabbits, enough to feed a normal person for 2 days.

[Prehysterical]

The varag knows that, without the proper preservatives, the meat won't last more than a few days. As much as his mouth waters to eat the rabbits raw, a faint memory reminds him that eating uncooked meat is a good way to get sick. He heads back to the shore, intending on lighting a fire to cook his meals. The varag keeps a wary out for anything drawn by the smell of death.
Listen: [roll0]
Spot: [roll1]
Survival (because lighting a fire actually matters in games like this): [roll2]

[Deadlykire]

You are able to gather enough materials, mostly grass, on your return trip to the beach to start a small fire. The trees didn't provide a lot of wood but it was enough. Nothing seems to be following you for now. With some work you are able to use friction to start the fire.

[Prehysterical]

Briefly, the varag considers smoking the rabbits to preserve them. However, he feels like celebrating his strange freedom. Also, he needs to keep his strength up. He can hunt more tomorrow, and the plants that he harvested earlier would sustain him if he had no luck on the morrow.

Licking his chops, the varag tears into his hard-earned meal and washes it down with more fresh water. Now that immediate concerns are set aside, the varag begins hunting for rocks or stones that can be shaped into crude tools. He makes sure to throw sand over the fire to prevent it from getting out of hand.
Search: [roll0]
Survival: [roll1]

[Deadlykire]

Week 1. Day 1.

The hour gets late as Steve seeks out supplies to use in fashioning crude tools. He is able to find a few sticks and rocks. A sling would probably work best to throw the stones, such a grassy area doesn't contain anything to make into a spear or arrow. Steve had crossed the rocky terrain which would yield plenty of stone for tools. He is able to hustle back to the trees before it gets too late. Looking at the sky he realizes he has to decide between wood for tools and wood for another fire. He could probably gather things for both, but the results would clearly cause sacrifices.


You can gather enough wood to last the night in a fire, gather enough wood for a few simple tools, or gather enough wood to last about half the night and maybe a tool. (This all depends on exactly what types of tools you are planning).

[Prehysterical]

The varag... Steve... that was his name... faces a difficult choice for the first night. As much as he wants to get to work on making tools, the fire has to be a priority. Time enough for tools later. The wood feeds the hunger of the fire as Steve tosses it in.

As he curls up next to his source of warmth, he resolves to go back to the rocky area from before to gather better stones in the morning. For now, though, sleep with a full belly was calling to him.

[Deadlykire]

[roll0]
[roll1]

The night is uneventful. Upon waking the fire has died down, but the sun begins to rise (in the West). The air has more of a bite to it, the wind has picked up. A storm may be likely today.

[Prehysterical]

Stretching himself out, Steve decides that it would not be wise to be caught in the water when the storm arrives. Far better to continue stockpiling his supplies. It is time to see what plants and animals the varag can feed himself with.

After downing the rest of the harvested plants from yesterday, Steve begins hunting.
Hide: [roll0]
Listen: [roll1]
Move Silently: [roll2]
Search: [roll3]
Spot: [roll4]
Survival: [roll5]

[Deadlykire]

You manage to hunt yourself 2 days worth of food. Your hunting is more difficult than last time. Continual hunting in the immediate area will render it almost impossible.

[Prehysterical]

Steve has another difficult decision to make. It is obvious that he cannot remain here much longer without exhausting the food supplies available. He will have to try and preserve the food later to travel. Before leaving, however, he resolves to collect a small amount of materials to start a fire. Once he has done that, Steve travels back to the rocky area across the water to harvest some better stones. He would need to make himself an axe, a knife... Something other than his hands.

[Deadlykire]

You are able to collect some wood, enough for about a nights worth of fire, before leaving. Turning away from the rest of the unexplored island Steve swims back to the rocks where he started. This journey takes about half of the day and saturates the wood with water. It'll have to dry before burning.

[Prehysterical]

Back on dry land, Steve sets about searching for good, sharp rocks to potentially make arrowheads or some kind of blade.
Search: [roll0]
Survival: [roll1]

[Deadlykire]

Steve's search yields little results. Perhaps it is because there is nothing around, perhaps it is due to being tired after the swim.

[Prehysterical]

Frustrated by his lack of success, Steve heads northwest. He remembers there being moisture there as well. Where there is moisture, there is life.

[Deadlykire]

Walking northwest keeps you moving around the water. As you follow the shore you begin to realize just how massive the water is. You could wander the rest of the day it seems and not find the edge.


How long do you want to travel for? It's already been 6hrs of travel out of the day.

[Prehysterical]

It's getting late. As the sun grows lower in the sky, Steve decides to distance himself slightly from the water and set the wood out to dry. While he waits, Steve looks around for anything useful.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

What are you looking for? Wood, shelter, food, etc? Your survival roll is good it'll let you find some stuff but I can tell you more once I know what you are searching for.

[Prehysterical]

Steve is looking for food. Those two rabbits aren't going to hold him for long.

[Deadlykire]

There is no food in the barren landscape. You do manage to dive back into the water and snag a fish big enough for a meal, but that is about it and was more luck. You'll need more sophisticated methods of fishing.

[Prehysterical]

Steve heads back to the firewood, hoping that is dry enough that he can start cooking his dinner.

[Deadlykire]

Some of the wood is dried. You should be able to start a small fire, enough to cook with at least.

[Prehysterical]

Steve sets to starting the fire. If he is able to get it going, he start cooking the fish he had caught and tries to smoke the rabbits over the fire to better preserve the meat.
Let me know if you want individual checks.
Survival: [roll0]

[Deadlykire]

Steve gets the fire going with relative ease. He is able to place the wood near the fire as well to help dry it out faster. Smoking the meat takes a bit of work with such limited wood, but he is able to do so.

[Prehysterical]

With the rabbit smoked, starvation is no longer imminently looming. Steve downs the fish to keep his strength up and begins looking for shelter. The possibility of a coming storm drives him to stay out of potential rain.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

You are able to find a small alcove that may be described as a cave. It isn't very deep or expansive, but you can crouch or lay down in it and be out of the weather. The ground slopes away from you, towards the water.

[Prehysterical]

Making a mental note of the cave's location, Steve walks down toward the water to get a drink. While he does so, he looks for any driftwood or rocks that could be potentially be salvageable.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

No drift wood. Rocks for what purpose? If weapons you can find 1 "sword" and 1 "knife", 24 arrowheads, or 12 arrowheads and 1 "knife". Pick an option, if non weapons let me know what you wanted. It'll also be night after your searching if you want to include that in the next post. (if so roll a listen check as well pls)

[Prehysterical]

It is well after the sun goes down when Steve concludes his search. He finds enough rocks to make a crude knife and twelve arrowheads. After wandering and swimming for most of the day, Steve decides to head back to the cave.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

The wind howls as dark closes in on you. You continue your search even as the air around you becomes violent. The rocks break much of the wind so it isn't overly punishing to you, but you can still feel the bite of the air. You eventually find sleep and when you awaken there is sand coating the rocks nearest the edge. Tendrils of sand work into the interior of the rocks. Your shelter has a ring of sand around it, but the sloped floor and back of the rocks seemed to have kept you out of the sand. There is a glimmer off in the distance to the East, opposite of the sun.

[Prehysterical]

The glimmer is the first interesting thing that Steve has seen in this land. Leaving his erstwhile shelter, he cautiously makes his way to the glimmer.
Hide: [roll0]
Listen: [roll1]
Move Silently: [roll2]
Spot: [roll3]

[Deadlykire]

As you walk towards the shiny object you realize it is quite distant. As you approach you start to notice scattered pieces of wood, but there are no trees nearby. As you close in you find a few arrows here and there (12 total). Then you see it, a nice shiny blade. It is your scimitar laying on the bottom of what appears to be another box. The shattered wood is likely from a box that exploded on contact with the rocks.

[Prehysterical]

As glad as Steve is to see his precious blade and a new supply of arrows, their appearance only brings another question...

Who sent the box? And why do they have his things? What is the point of him being here?

Another realization strikes all too quickly: They would not have given him these things, unless they thought that he would need them. With that in mind, Steve scoops them up and resolves to keep on his guard.
Listen: [roll0]
Spot: [roll1]

Steve spends eight hours hunting for food.
Survival: [roll2]
Survival: [roll3]
Survival: [roll4]
Survival: [roll5]

[Deadlykire]

There is nothing to hunt for in this desolate place. The exploding box likely scared what little animals were present into hiding. Your hunt does allow you to find the rest of the contents of the shattered box, giving you the remainder of your gear.

[Prehysterical]

Despite a decent effort on Steve's part, there is no new food. He scarfs down one of the rabbits to keep his strength up. Still, finding all of his stuff is comforting. He somehow feels more complete with all of his effects. Seeing that there is nothing further to be gained here, Steve begins moving west again while there is still some amount of daylight.

[Deadlykire]

As you travel West (for how long?) you continue to stay on the rocks and the water stays right with them. You can see the island you'd swam too off in the distance. As you travel you start to realize the size of the island, you'd only explored a small portion of it.

[Prehysterical]

Steve travels west for four hours, the light fading around him, before he realizes that the island he had visited was much larger than he had first thought. Knowing that it will take him a good portion of the day to get there, he decides to find shelter for the night and use the last of his firewood.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

[roll0]EN[roll1]E[roll2]W
You are able to find another small alcove for the night and start a small fire. Your wood doesn't last through the night.

[Prehysterical]

Sorry about the delay.

Steve could go out and look for firewood, but pawing for things in the dark doesn't seem like a good idea. He settles down for the night, resigned to waking up cold.

[Deadlykire]

You wake up warm. The sun is rising and the heat is unbearable. Even with your increased ability to withstand heat you can feel the effects. It is likely only going to get warmer.

[Prehysterical]

It's fortunate that Steve wanted to investigate the island again. Swimming in the water will help him cool off. As soon as he wakes up, he begins the trek/swim back to the island.

[Deadlykire]

Just as you reach the shore you feel something brush against your leg.

[Prehysterical]

Steve tries to hop back, wondering what it could be.
Spot: [roll0]
Survival: [roll1]

[Deadlykire]

You are able to see a dark shape in the water. What you reason to be the head is pointed at you. It looks like a snake of some sort.

[Prehysterical]

Steve makes sure to remove himself from the water and nocks an arrow on his bow. He waits to see the predator's reaction.

[Deadlykire]

As Steve knocks his arrow the creature lashes out, leaping from the water.

[roll0]
[roll1](min 1)
[roll2]Con damage if hit, fort to negate
[roll3]Con damage if hit, fort to negate

[Prehysterical]

[roll0]
[roll1]

Surprised by the creature's quickness, Steve backs off and runs from the water. He can feel the poison coursing through his veins, and realizes that he can't get into an engaged fight with a creature using such methods.

[Deadlykire]

As you back away from the water, you can feel the poison's burn yet don't suffer any ill effects. As you retreat, so does the snake. It swims away back towards the rocks.

[Prehysterical]

Steve knows enough about the wilderness to realize that running around would only make the poison circulate through his body faster. He tries to find a shady spot to hide from the sun while he rests and lets his body fight off the poison somewhat.

[Deadlykire]

(you don't actually need to wait you made the fort dcs).

[Prehysterical]

I wasn't sure. Besides, I needed to roleplay it just a little. IRL, it's not a good idea to run around after being bitten by a snake.

After a short while, the burning in his blood stops. Steve decides to travel west for about an hour before trying to swim again. He hopes to be out of the serpent's territory by that point.

[Deadlykire]

You are able to reach the island again without further incident.

[Prehysterical]

Now that Steve is back on the island, he starts heading for unexplored territory. Perhaps there will be good hunting.
Listen: [roll0]
Spot: [roll1]
Survival: [roll2]

[Deadlykire]

This part of the island is about the same as the first part you were on. Grassy, some wildlife but able to be overhunted. A half day of exploration takes you from one side of the island to the other.

[Prehysterical]

There is not nearly as much game as Steve would have hoped for, but at least there is something. With bow in hand, Steve begins the laborous process of hunting.
Since it takes half a day to swim and half a day to walk across the island, I'm assuming that it's getting dark really quick. Steve will only hunt for two hours.
Hide: [roll0]
Listen: [roll1]
Move Silently: [roll2]
Spot: [roll3]
Survival: [roll4]

[Deadlykire]

You are able to hunt a days worth of food.

[Prehysterical]

Another rabbit, another meal. Steve works to get a fire going after he scavenges some wood. If he can start a fire, he sets about cooking the meal.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

You are easily able to gather enough wood to start a fire and cook your meal. There seem to be a few more trees here.

[Prehysterical]

An entire day's worth of exploration, swimming, hunting, and fighting off the serpent's poison has left Steve exhausted. He eats the freshly caught rabbit and settles down for the night.

[Deadlykire]

The night is uneventful. The temperature drops but the fire manages to keep you warm.
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]

[Prehysterical]

Steve wakes up with something of an actual plan. He has enough food for the day, so he decides to give exploration another go. He swims across the water and continues west, hoping to see some change in the landscape.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

(How long do you travel?)

[Prehysterical]

((For ten hours)).

[Deadlykire]

The scenery doesn't change for almost the entire day (8hrs) then suddenly you come to the edge of the world. It just ends. It does continue North and South.

[Prehysterical]

For the world to just suddenly... end is just baffling. Steve continues north for another two hours, looking for something to eat as he goes.
[roll0]

[Deadlykire]

As you instead wander North the scenery doesn't change. There is no food, just sand and more sand.

[Prehysterical]

Steve resigns himself to a dinner made from the last of his smoked rabbit and settles down. It's going to be a cold night.
Is there any chance that I can get a map of some description so that this game doesn't end because I forget which direction has the water?

[Deadlykire]

What do you mean? You have the description of your actions in previous posts if you need it. Now if you mean your character, I leave that to your character to worry about/develop.