Session 53

Ghostwish has connected.

Ghostwish:There ya go. :&gt;

Ghostwish:Hrm. Hey Liatai. Have you found anything like treehouses in the mapping objects?

Liatai:Treehouses? I haven't looked, but I can check.

Liatai:Well, there's Objects &gt; Structures &gt; Treehouse, but that's more a house built out of a tree.

Ghostwish:Bugger.

Liatai:Objects &gt; Structures &gt; Buildings &gt; Treehouse, I meant. Though Objects &gt; Structures &gt; Buildings &gt; Houses &gt; ... has a bunch of houses that could feasibly just be stuck up in a tree to make one. :B

Liatai:I reccomend Objects &gt; Structures &gt; Buildings &gt; Houses &gt; Wooden.

Liatai:... I'm surprised there are no Objects &gt; Structures &gt; Buildings &gt; Gazebos. :B

Ghostwish:XD!

Ghostwish:http://rpgmapshare.com/index.php?q=gallery&amp;g2_itemId=779 ^_^

Ghostwish:oops

Ghostwish:http://rpgmapshare.com/index.php?q=gallery&amp;g2_itemId=779

Liatai:A regular gazebo, and then with badly-drawn red eyes and fangs labelled &quot;Dread_Gazebo&quot;... x3

Ghostwish:Wow. Can't find a gazebo on this website either. XP

Liatai:Well, there are some roofs in Towers that could be a gazebo roof... x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">.. I.. completely forgot what the hell we were doing in Akellon last time. XP


 * Liatai chases Ghostwish around with a fish. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">nuuuuuu XD

GM:<font color="#000000">Not to worry, that's what I'm here for! x3

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">:3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Are you keeping that macro just as a gag now? :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yyyyyyyyeah. &gt;.&gt;; *totally knows how to delete macros. Totally. Yep. :B*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*snrks!* Right click, delete. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">wait..

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh right, I can't. :P

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">o.o


 * Ghostwish found a section for anime characters.

<font color="#0000ff">TMG has connected.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Time to feed the puppy!

<font color="#0000ff">Meany has connected.

Meany:<font color="#990033">We is missing Fae, Vae, and Doktor.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Yo, btw.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yo!

Meany:<font color="#990033">brb.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb! lunch!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;8+2d8+6 = 8 + 3 + 6 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... ouch. :B

<font color="#0000ff">Dr. Hatari has connected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is a Hatari! :D

<font color="#0000ff">VAE has connected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And a VAE! :D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yesterday was disastrous. =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Uh-oh. What happened? D:

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">back!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It was a 1500 unit day. So more than 18,000 cookies were made. Two bowls of which we had to throw out and redo. And the new girl just blatantly crouched behind things and texted half the time. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We definitely ain't keeping her.


 * Dr. Hatari is tired and sore.

TMG:<font color="#000000">eeeagh. D:

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sheesh. *offers soda and analgesics* &gt;: Seems yesterday was just one of those all-around bad-luck days.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Hello, Doktor.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Hello, Vae.


 * Meany gives doktor a massage girl.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well. It's okay.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Since I still have dunkaroos. :9

Liatai:<font color="#000000">x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yay nostalgic snacks~

TMG:<font color="#000000">where did we leave offf...oh yes.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tathi had just plinked at some jelliez. x3

Meany:<font color="#990033">Vwoosh. Ow.

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone fed, hydrated, with sheets open, and music'd? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">No, no, no, and no, but I'm good to go anyway. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">...kay, maybe I'll take care of the second and thrid. -3-

Meany:<font color="#990033">....

Meany:<font color="#990033">Oh friggernaffy.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">How hilarious my itunes starts playing dragonforce's &quot;Where Dragons Rule&quot; as the dragon lady makes a roll call.

Meany:<font color="#990033">We still have two whole floors to search.

Meany:<font color="#990033">And a tower.

Meany:<font color="#990033">:c

Meany:<font color="#990033">Ready!

GM:<font color="#000000">At the rate you're going, you should breeze through them, barring more surprise pit traps. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">ah yes, we lft off on first florr

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">HEY. That's XP and shinies waiting to happen. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, and don't forget, we need to take care of basement, too

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">TOM! GO TACKLE THAT JELLY.

GM:<font color="#000000">Right, who's ready to hunt for shinies? :D

Meany:<font color="#990033">Just one thing.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Out of the GMs here.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Who claims to have pulled this before?

Meany:<font color="#990033">http://www.demotivation.us/media/demotivators/demotivation.us_God-give-me-patience-Because-if-you-give-me-strength-Ill-kill-them_130925769092.jpg

TMG:<font color="#000000">Present and ready!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... welllllll there were a few times near the beginning of the campaign... XP

Meany:<font color="#990033">:B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh. Do tell, Liatai. x3

GM:<font color="#000000">That's a Meany and a Tech. VAE, Ghost, Hatari, ready?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Almost.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Me and Fae being the DnD virgins at the time probably didn't help.

Meany:<font color="#990033">|B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Do tell, do tell! *latches onto Liatai's arm*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yar!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech - Let's just say it helped sometimes to have someone to rant D&amp;D to who wasn't in the campaign. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, letting puppy in

Meany:<font color="#990033">... |U

Meany:<font color="#990033">Music playlist just popped up This is Halloween.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Awww, come on! Tell us! I think we're all mature enough to not get upset over anything, and look back with hindsight and just laugh, and makre sure not to do it again. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It was totally me.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I honestly can't remember any specifics. XD I just remember several instances of &quot;fffffff my party's not congealing and they missed the treasure and the monsters aren't as tough as I thought and now they're too tough and ffffffffff --&quot;

Meany:<font color="#990033">Ghost, you didn't pop in until the fifth session, methinks. |B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It was entirely your fault then.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Yep.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XP

Meany:<font color="#990033">I was kinda obtuse back then.

Meany:<font color="#990033">*poker face* :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">if the party isn't congealing, add corn starch

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But hey, look where we are now. :3


 * Liatai snrks.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">I will not point out my token is looking at Miron.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">No, that would be rude.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">So I will not do that.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh yes. And some stuff I found last night.

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://stevencreech.com/images/posters/Impatient_GMs.jpg

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh goodness. Fond memories surfacing of teaching kids chemistry and the differences between chemical and physical changes using corn starch goop. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">.... ^ Was that you in the beginning, Liatai. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nah. :B


 * Dr. Hatari is sort of ready! &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alo. SInce apparently everyone BUT Liatai will get this one: http://stevencreech.com/images/posters/thought_process.jpg

TMG:<font color="#000000">*Also

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( I have Cool Ranch chips, I have tea, and soda as a buffer when that's depleted. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( COME AT ME, DUNGEON. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">Then let us hence! :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">(and when everyone's done reacting to that, I've got one more then I'm done)

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh right. FWOOSh, FWOOSH, and more FWOOSH. Now I remember. :P

GM:<font color="#000000">Last time on Akellon... well, Pamela was captured, first off. Yaaaaaay!

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Did Vae put the log up, though? |. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yaaaaay!

TMG:<font color="#000000">...darnit. Don't want to post my last image and derail this. &gt;.&gt; Oh well, for later then.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which reminds me.

GM:<font color="#000000">And Miron was found rear-end-up in a giant undead crow's nest. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">My eyes, they still bleed.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Liatai: I never said &quot;dawn of a new day&quot; last session, *and* no one looted Pamela. :B The thought was not lost on me. But it probably would have been in bad taste to just strip her on the spot after being called barbarians and everything. :P

GM:<font color="#000000">Upon returning to Blackwood, there was quite a bit of conversation and a spot of trolling on the part of Calrach and Cadamon.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">... MOTHER FUCK WE FORGOT TO LOOT THE BOSS.

GM:<font color="#000000">-- Oh right! Dawn of a New Day -- I think it's Cuthon 16th now.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Although I think we could assume that, yes, any weapons or implements of hers that she might use in spellcasting or magical escapes could be considered confiscated during the ride to Blackwood, if not sooner.

GM:<font color="#000000">I'll be nice and give you Pamela's loot. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You could just give it to the Mace if you want to be fair.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">(I would rather not give them a share. =3=)

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

TMG:<font color="#000000">or, since we gave her to the Blackwood Aureate Palm branch, they could hold the stuff they took off her for us.

GM:<font color="#000000">Current Loot Status:

TMG:<font color="#000000">And we could go pick it up later. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Money: <font color="#000000"> 575 GP Gems: black onyx chunks (800 GP) Art Objects: strong expensive floral perfume in crystal glass bottles (1,000 GP), Weapons and Armor: Johnston's +1 chain shirt (1,250 GP), Margaret's +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP), a masterwork whip (301 GP), a masterwork rapier with delicate flowery silver filigree on the hilt (320 GP), Pamela's +2 chain shirt (4,100 GP), two masterwork composite longbows (+1 Str bonus) (500 GP, 1,000 GP total), 58 arrows (29 SP), seven longswords (15 GP each, 105 GP total), five heavy steel shields (20 GP each, 100 GP total), five greatswords (50 GP each, 250 GP total) Magic Items: Johnston and Margaret's matched rings of protection +1 (2,000 GP each, 4,000 GP total), two Heward's Handy Haversacks (2,000 GP each, 4,000 GP total -- one is simple and black, the other is white and covered in ribbons), a brooch of shielding (1,500 GP), a ring of jumping (2,500 GP), a hand of the mage (900 GP), a hat of disguise (1,800 GP), a ring of prestidigitations (900 GP), a ring of feather falling (2,200 GP), an amulet of natural armor +1 (2,000 GP), Potions: Inflict Serious Woulds (750 GP), Cure Moderate Wounds (300 GP), Fly (750 GP), Blur (300 GP) Miscellany: A number of tools (55 GP all together), a broom (5 CP), a mop (5 CP), five jugs of water (15 CP total), ten vials of incindigas (200 GP total), an old silver pocketwatch (10 GP), a book of table and court etiquette (1 GP), a half-empty bottle of... well you hope it's red wine (2 GP for the bottle), a lightly-seared carefully-wrapped hunk of meat (it came from a ghoul's inventory so you may just want to bury it), a bloodstained plate and silverware set (10 GP if cleaned), five flasks of embalming fluid (50 GP total), a disguise kit (50 GP)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Saved~

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Arrows! *_*

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway! Two mini-quests of sort reared their heads. Jerrash, the stablemaster of Blackwood, had left a message with Kyle Talrain asking that if you found a black specter spewing nonsense, to put it down and let him know. There was also word of a stolen marble stag that might be in the castle.

GM:<font color="#000000">So, the party returned to the castle... and most recently rescued their templar from a pit. And Tathi had fun shooting fish in a barrel -- frying oozes in a pit. =3=

GM:<font color="#000000">Take it away!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Having fun back there?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus creates a few faint blew pulses at his fingertip, and undoes the modest bruising of the pitfall. Orison'd!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Not terribly, actually. What bothersome pests..&quot; Tathi comments.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Which way? We have not gone south yet.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Shall we?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I must say, that had to have been about the most amusing thing I've ever seen on dealing with oozes.&quot; Calrach says, giggling slightly.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 19 + 14 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen check for undead...


 * Thomas Lazarus just raises a brow.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;This door's clear.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There were some more cages down there, so.. keep an eye out for more of those darn falls.&quot; =3=;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Open Lock...

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;


 * Flint Carthan waits for Thomas to be ready.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;My, you certainly are elogent with your words, aren't you, Landon?&quot; Tathi teases.


 * Landon Skar shrugs.


 * Thomas Lazarus dons his guard again, and gives a ready nod!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh look Thomas. Another door.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;So we're going for that door first, eh?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oy! Miron! Coming?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Several more doors.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh well. Atleast we have Flint with us.&quot; ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(danman?)

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm still paranoidly saving the cold war file every few minutes, fearing the breaker is going to go out. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's okay. *pat* He can't hurt you anymore.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That one to the west heads back the way we came.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*sobs* I NEED THERAPY.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;There are two doors along this wall, though.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two southern ones. Which one do you say?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus considers a moment.


 * Sszeyl flips a gold coin.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... ... ...&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;One you're pointed at.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus juts a thumb at the eastern door.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I saw some more cages.. just about under where that door would open up into.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So it's either a trap room or a prison room. Let's find out.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Ooh.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough. Doubt a pit'll open under us if we just stay in the doorway.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, let's check the pit room fors, just so we can clear it and make sure we don't get bothered by it later.&quot;


 * VAE mrows

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*pit room first

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 19 + 14 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen and &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 2 + 7 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Open Lock...

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&gt;:\ &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 2 + 7 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; !

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; !!

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Mustn't laugh. ))

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">THERE. &gt;:| Click!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Picking a lock in 18 seconds is still impressive to this person. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Also. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Very large orange cat says hi. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aww. Hi cat x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Ah. Stairs.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Huh.&quot; o.o

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Not surprising.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You sure about those cages, Thomas?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">which map?

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;This is right under the east tower.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">1F.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Less, admittedly.&quot; He seems slightly perplexed.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Castle Osyluth 1F

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But atleast we have a way to explore the second tower.&quot;


 * Flint Carthan pokes his head in.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... There's another door in here.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;I'd say we finish down here first. =3=;;&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those stairs go down, too, so they probably go below where the cages are.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus peers.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually, no, they don't. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Oh.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They're just like the 1F western stairs. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Pardon the illusion. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Might wanna fix that, or at least put some kind of indicative marker down. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Well then. Shall we finish down here, then go upstairs?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">ooh! MC Escher stairs!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That better? :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">So they go up?


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">lolololo

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Please not I am including the fight in the throne room among the content down here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">note*

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough. Northern door in here, or southern door in the hallway?&quot;


 * Flint Carthan sees Tom making his decision. =3=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. SHall we check the other door on this floor, before going into the stairs?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs slightly. ^^;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 3 + 14 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen and &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 7 + 7 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Open Lock...

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Oh wait. This one's unlocked. =3=;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Definitely.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus whispers, &quot;I have a hard time convincing myself that it matters. Darn door mazes.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Listen.


 * Thomas Lazarus raises his shield and readies.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;D:&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Calrach~&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, ick.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Ossuary.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm on it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Would you mind investigating via the ceiling?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So it seems.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach touches the mummified hand around his heck, and summons a spectral hand.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh. I'm on that, too.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's a fine idea, Sszeyl.&quot;


 * Sszeyl give the halfling a leg up to the ceiling.


 * Flint Carthan peers into the room... &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 16 + 13 = 29&#160;  &#187; Spot for undead...


 * Thomas Lazarus considers the bones.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">The halfling easily walks up the wall to the ceiling on his own, and moves into the room, with spectral hand following him.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... not seeing anything moving.... be careful anyway.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Alright. I'm gonna disturb the bones. Be ready just in case, everyone.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.


 * Flint Carthan draws his weapons.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Elf, got a spell?&quot;


 * Landon Skar takes out his quarterstaff and holds it ready.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is right up your alley, if there's trouble.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I wonder. Why would she have kept bones without animating them?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Calrach, can you not be bothered to learn people's names? Or are you perhaps planning on taking an artisitic license to mine in some silly tavern story?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Chew toys.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">I don't know either brother. Remember, you are dealing with a diseased mind.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;For her pets.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... check 'em and see if they're broken.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach directs the spectral hand down to the bones, and it hovers there, floating just above them.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Then, it starts diving down and jabbing bones at random.

GM:<font color="#000000">Eep!

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Suddenly. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">No, just kidding. They remain stationary.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Otyugh. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">*sigh*

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Okay, it looks clear.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">having one of the collective bone monsters would have been fun

VAE:<font color="#000000">like a scaled-down necronaut


 * Flint Carthan kneels to examine the bones.


 * Thomas Lazarus decides to remain outside the room, this time. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just watch your steps.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... yep. Just like I thought. They're all broken and snapped in places.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;This room doesn't connect to the entrance hall.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">or a charnel hound

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach inspects the pillar in the corner. Anything interesting about it?

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( I think that's a carpet. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Ditto ))

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Think we just found the ghouls' leftovers or the remains of minions that didn't cut it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi has a peek at the shelves. What is over here?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose that makes sense.&quot; He narrows one eye and pauses. &quot; How strange to think of such a thing as wasteful.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The carpet is huge and dusty, but just a carpet. The shelves hold jars of preserves, and a few jars of what look like marbles painted to look like eyes.


 * Smoke picks up a bear femur.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Calrach moves in, giving the pile of bones a very wide berth.

Miron:<font color="#000000">'s not strange. It is a tremendous waste of life. All those bones belonged to someone once.. and i suspect they don't exactly surrendered them voluntarily

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi wrinkles her nose. &quot;More of Pamela's odd hobbies.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Ding. ))


 * Smoke starts chewing on it. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Oh? May I see?&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Bone! :O

Miron:<font color="#000000">*looks at odd bone* Or something, anyways

Smoke:<font color="#000000">My bone! :O Get your own!


 * Thomas Lazarus nods absent-mindedly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Knowledge (Architecture and Engineering) &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 18 + 13 = 31&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Rrrrr! Gimmie!


 * Flint Carthan chuckles faintly. &quot;Dogs.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Hey. Wasn't there another door on this side of the main hallway?&quot;


 * Sszeyl checks through the shelves.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Grr! Grr!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It looks like there's a mini-room there. ABout the size of a closet or something.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Mm. Perhaps the other cages I saw were just ordinary cells.&quot; He rubs his chin.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;I believe one of these eyes might be a good gift for Barbarus.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">The pooch jumps up and grabs a hold of the other end of Smoke's bone! Oh noes, tug'o'war!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Until he can have it replaced, that is.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Rrr! &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Strength check!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach comes down off the cieling

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Nuuuu! Mah bone! D:


 * Sszeyl starts packing up marbels. =3=

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Muahaha! Mah bone now! Come get it!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Strength check! &gt;:9

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">D:

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Smoke goes flying?

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Into Flint. &quot;Umph!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ahem. =3=

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian is chuckling behind his hands. &quot;Dog versus elven hound. Something of a losing battle, that.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&gt;:\

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well. Shall we proceed?&quot;


 * Flint Carthan kneels and mutters something to Smoke...

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wow. Wouldn't have thought and elven hound would be so brutish.&quot; ;P

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Hehehehe! More!


 * Smoke pounces! &gt;:D &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160;  &#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Edaric, could you come here?&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">D:

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I honestly don't think she wants the bone. Just wants to play.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me? Sure, one moment.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 17 + 3 = 20&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 18 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!


 * Sszeyl holds up two jars of brown glass eyes.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Ha-HA! &gt;:D


 * Edaric wrinkles his nose.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Rrrrrrrrr! &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Which shade is closer to Barbarus' natural eye colour?

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">*sigh* telephone

Smoke:<font color="#000000">&gt;:D !

Smoke:<font color="#000000">My bone! My bone!


 * Thomas Lazarus leans inside part way. &quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi winces a bit, peering at Sszeyl. &quot;A novel idea, but we definitely need to clean and check those things first.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Tom's right. We can come back to give those bones a proper resting place later.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Wouldn't this not match his pupils, anyways?&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">:O! Get back here!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Before they all become chew toys, of course.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually, there are a mix of slit pupils and round ones in the jars.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">:B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm inclined to check that door Gnogglebolt mentioned.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Come, Amadre!&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Aw. :{

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right. Smoke, c'mere, give it.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Barring the springing of additional pit-traps, Thomas opens the center hall door. :P


 * Smoke hands over the bone, and Flint puts it in his pack.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( That reminds me. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Of Frisk. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( And the humerus. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( |B ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A humorous humerus tale of tails.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 3 + 14 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen...


 * Thomas Lazarus makes ready!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... bones. One.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 2 + 6 = 8&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Assist.


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.


 * Flint Carthan swaps places with Landon.


 * Thomas Lazarus shifts his stance a bit. He readies to clobber a skeleton instead!


 * Sszeyl trades places with Cadamon.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Or not. |B ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Creak...

Maid Skeleton 7:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&gt;:\


 * Thomas Lazarus deflates slightly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Coat racks.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;MORE of them?&quot; Tathi says exasperatedly.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 10 + 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 7 + 8 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 3 + 4 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">The skeleton quickly becomes no more. =3=

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is it? WHat is it?&quot; The lss-than-three-foot halfling hops around and cranes his neck, trying to see.


 * Thomas Lazarus steps aside.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, just another one of those.&quot;


 * Sszeyl hefts Calrach onto Tom's shoulder.


 * Landon Skar looks back at the halfling.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Or not. |B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;WHAO!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">*Whoa

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Or yes.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hrm. I wonder if any are magical?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach finds himself on Thomas's shoulders.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">o.o

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;....I kinda like it up here. &gt;:D &quot;


 * Cadamon Gardner can't help chuckling a little. x3


 * Thomas Lazarus keeps a rigid posture. &quot; Oi. I'm not a horse. =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh dear, he's catching the tall disease..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Sacred canine duty calls. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Ta~ ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">So.


 * Landon Skar plucks the halfling off Thomas' shoulders.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Are there coats on the racks?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm on top of da woooooorld!&quot; :D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There are. More cloaks than coats, but there are.


 * Landon Skar is taller than Thomas. =3=;


 * Sszeyl fetches them. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes, gather them together, and I'll go sifting about for magical auras later.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks over at Landon accusingly. &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Cloak get.


 * Landon Skar looks back passively.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;So.&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have spider boots. You don't need to be climbing on an inquisitor.&quot;


 * Landon Skar sets him down.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Shall we check the last room before trouncing those undead in the throne room?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Let's.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach just pouts as he's picked up and put down.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">...

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Oh no. ))

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">''Must... not... pat halfling's head... that would be impolite... =3=; ''

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Skar cannot defend against the sad Calrach face. ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach quickly seems to loose interest as other thoughts cross his head and he wanders off thinking of other things.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Test?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yo

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl, you look frozen in movement.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...did a line not get through or something?

You whisper to TMG: Check IRC.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh yeah, that

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I return ))


 * Landon Skar scruffs the halfling's hair as he passes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Question.&quot;

<font color="#0000ff">Meany is disconnected.

<font color="#0000ff">Meany is disconnected.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;When are we going to handle the... 'allip', and the big zombie wyverns?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;An excellent question.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't you worry. They're at the forefront of my thoughts.&quot;

<font color="#0000ff">Meany has connected.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Last, it seems.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'd just rather the perimeter be secure first so we're not pincered.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, good point.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 20 + 14 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen, &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Open Lock...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(I just rather hope they stay put.)&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Clear.&quot; Click! &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;...


 * Flint Carthan opens the door and steps forward...

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">K-chunk.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D:

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">X(!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Rope!&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Master!!!! D:


 * Sszeyl grabs Smoke.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; You can hear some muffled swearing from below. Seems he's alive, at least.


 * Thomas Lazarus leans over the threshold and calls, &quot;Flint! Are you alright? Are there more beasts?&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You okay?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, blitznak!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Rope!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach rushes forward, getting ropwe out of his pack

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'fine. Just my pride. Make it quick, though, there's one to the north comin' down fast --&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He tosses it forward to Thomas


 * Thomas Lazarus takes the rope and urgently throws Flint half of the coil.


 * Sszeyl grabs some Rope. Ready to pull!


 * Thomas Lazarus nods!


 * Sszeyl gives some to Cadamon, too.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I got it!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;More slimes? Lovely.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Pull!


 * Cadamon Gardner takes it and prepares to pull.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright!&quot; He begins hefting.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">With three people working on it, it's no time before a hat reemerges over the edge of the pit.


 * Sszeyl physically picks Flint up, and puts him down on the edge.


 * Smoke bounds up. Master! D:


 * VAE mrows. call ended


 * Smoke starts licking at the inquisitor's face.

TMG whispers: crap! Sorry, didn't see your Q in irc

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Wb. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Looks like my intuition about the other pits was right afterall..&quot; He frowns a bit and lays a finger on Flint. 2xOrison'd!


 * Flint Carthan scruffs the dog. &quot;... Thanks. It was still pretty far away when I saw it coming closer.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;I think.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;With the door here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;It'll be much easier for Tathi to fireball them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Capiche?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That might be a waste, actually.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;They are quite tough. A single fireball won't do it.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( This is again, where I oocly remind the Ghostimater, that Tathi has a necklace of fireballs.&quot; ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( From Briarclaw's cave. ))

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 8 + 6 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge check...

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( We should probably not spend precious consumable artillery on fish-in-a-barrel shooting one helpless slime. =3= ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I know that chuckles. 4d6 isn't going to do diddly against something with close to 100 hp.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Are they vulnerable to arrows, maybe?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... y'might wanna know your sword wouldn't have melted, Tom. Got a good look at the thing.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; dungeoneering

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">DERP.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ochre jelly. They only dissolve flesh.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Lovely.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge dungeoneering!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Ah. It may yet be good to know. Thank you brother.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">what knowledge check would help?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dungeoneering.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Well.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">meh, not havin' that. Let's see

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;This is only a hallway.&quot;


 * Flint Carthan stands and adjusts his hat.

VAE:<font color="#000000">would unskileld check work to try?


 * Thomas Lazarus nods slightly.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Why would you?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;So...shall we go end the undead in the throne room?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The trained party has got it done. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">for no reason now, actually

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Any result of Tathi's brain?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I could celing-climb down the pit and stab the jelliez with my spear.&quot;


 * VAE noticed, is just slow to catch one

VAE:<font color="#000000">*on

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ochre jelly, dissolves flesh, slashing weapons make them split.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">As do piercing and electricity.

TMG:<font color="#000000">:O :O :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh man!

TMG:<font color="#000000">I used these guys once! I have SUCH a story about them!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Don't cut or peirce them. Smashing only, and lightning is out too. They'll split if they are hit with those.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">A story of a paladin who's player...didn't think his cunning plan all the way through. -3-

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, hmm.&quot;


 * Sszeyl spins nunchuku.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Easily done.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Mm. Tough as they are, I'd rather we not actually get in ... &quot;arm's&quot; reach of them until we can all fight.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone got a club? I can go town and take a whack with them.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*looks at his mace* Seems like there's work to do


 * Flint Carthan pointedly stands between halfling and pit. =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you can hit it, it can hit you. Let's clear the floor, shall we?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;I have a quarterstaff...one sec.&quot;


 * Sszeyl judges Calrach's height by his staff...then kicks the staff in half, making it a Small quarterstaff. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Here you go.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas is right. I, for one, would be more comfortable fighting those things on even ground.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs lightly. They're so similar. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;We still have three obscenely powerful undead to tangle with.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I think the priests came up with a different idea, Sszeyl.&quot; Calrac says, looking at the half-a-stick

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Shall we see to them.&quot;


 * Flint Carthan mutters to Thomas. &quot;... Hey, Tom? What happens if I take the ring off and give it to the short one?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and considers that.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;If you don't want the staff...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... I think it would probably just break the spell. It acts as a focus for the warding. In and of itself, the ring doesn't hold any special enchantment. It's just to form a bridge between us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But to tell you the truth? I'm not certain. Never tried.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(also are we still on 1F ?)

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yup!

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Yep ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I don't think that's how it works, but I think I could use it, but still, let'

Calrach:<font color="#000000">s wait until it's decided what we're going to do.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn. Well, maybe after the superbeasts are dealt with, we can try. Don't wanna encourage him to go toe to toe with a wyvern zombie with a pointed stick.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; No kidding.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's go.&quot; ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop. Sacred canine duty.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">letting the puppy out. :&gt;

Meany:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;4600/3 = 4600 / 3 = 1533.333333333333333333333333333333&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;So.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Who's going for what?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach gets his spear ready.

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll call, who's here?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Present!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Yo~

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Here

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Mass destruction.&quot; Tathi says, mentally prepping a few spells.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">WAKKA

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Ghostwish:

<font color="#0000FF">*hugs the DM token!*

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;The ghost is probably the allip.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Meaning only magic, and magic weapons can hurt it.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;The specter is incorporeal, so the only ones who would stand a chance would be those with magic or magic weapons. I can attempt to turn it once we enter... which should at least keep us safe from its touch.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus seems to be concentrating quite hard on something. &quot;...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">The attentive notice that Calrach's spear has an unusual sheen to it.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll sing a song for us, keep everyoe in high spirits.&quot;


 * Cadamon Gardner whispers a few words, and a golden aura begins to work itself around him.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;&quot;Calrach, would you move up behind Landon, then?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Landon and I'll take one of the two wyverns.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;And Tathi, we could use you behind Thomas.&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot; Landon readies his new axes.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( What damage die is Sszeyl's fist at? ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;So you can just open up when the doors do.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( d8. ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;Why exactly would I want to be that close?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's planning to go toe-to-toe with one of the beasts again?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Flint, and Landon. I'll take the one they don't cover.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Who want's to join me?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus intones several spells. Bull's strength to Sszeyl!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Suddenly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">HULK.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be jumping in and out.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I'll go for the wyverns. There's something I've been wanting to try.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;For quite a long time, actually.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Very well.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I also might have something up my sleeve...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">May Tathi ready an action to loose a fireball as soon as the door opens?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Calrach's got the song covered... so here.&quot; He strums a brief chord, and Thomas' outline suddenly seems to blur.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">And Aelian an arrow?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll focus on the allip from afar.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Whole party: Thomas casts Aid, Mass. Everyone gains &#171; &#160;1d8+7 = 4 + 7 = 11&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; temporary hitpoints! And a +1 morale bonus to hit and saving throws against fear, which will probably be overridden by Bard Song. :P

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Hmm. Question.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Woo~

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Oh, Tathi.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Those scrolls, still have them?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;-Wait, really? All three?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus bows his head and mumbles. &quot;Here goes...&quot; He grips the holy symbol chained around his right gauntlet.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;D we want to go -in- to the room, and let the several wyverns get around us, or do we want to do a fighting retreat and let them come at us one at a time?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I have that covered.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">One moment... VAE's not with us.


 * VAE mrows.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brother Miron, your plans?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">floor?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">1F.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wow. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">1f

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Please stay focused? ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">we haven't changed.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're about to enter a boss fight.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;This is a good time to test them out, if you wish to add them to your book later. &gt;&gt;&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">ouch

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;They're the same spells Thomas, and Cadamon used last time. :3&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">did everyone get Calrach's qwuestion?

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Calrach, me and Thomas, Flint and Landon are breaking off to tackle the wyverns.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">One at a time is preferrable. If they bunch at the door, makes it easier to hit them at once with a spell.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Close up, lot of us and one of them is what we want.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A flickering blue aura seethes from Tom's armor as he prays. Wisps of blue flames begin to lap off of his form as his magical signature lights up like a star! (Divine Favor and Divine Power invoked.)


 * Cadamon Gardner actually squints for a moment from the light.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I'll be advancing on them.&quot; He remarks resolutely.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... it makes sense that the sun god's own would have quite a bit of light to their spells.&quot; :3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, if you think it best...&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Castle Osyluth - 1F'Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ready.&quot; He lays a hand on the doors handle and glances back.

Ghostwish whispers: give the wall of fire sight please? Trying to make it. :&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ready.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Ready.&quot;

Tathi whispers: Bah.. won't work


 * Flint Carthan draws a handaxe and his dagger. &quot;Ready.&quot;


 * Landon Skar flourishes one axe and nods. &gt;:|

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Tessen out. :U

Miron:<font color="#000000">*draws a holy water bottle and readies it to throw at what comes closer than 20 ft.* Ready.


 * Cadamon Gardner prepares to turn...


 * Sszeyl fans himself lightly.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">.........

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( I forgot Alex wasn't here today. I actually... thought he was so far. ^^;;;; ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah yes, and holy water. Of course.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach gets one out

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( olololol. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As does Gnogglebolt

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( ... I... didn't realize either. This does not bode well for the player. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">3...

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Achievment unlocked, Ghost! ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">When everyone looks prepared, Thomas turns the handle and throws the doors open with all his might!

GM:<font color="#000000">2...

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Use of the /ooc command get! ))

GM:<font color="#000000">1...


 * Dr. Hatari changes music!!! &gt;:O

GM:'''<font color="#000000">Heaven or hell. LET'S ROCK! '''

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">The second the doors swing open, Tathi unleashes a barrage of arcane energy.. and suddenly, a towering wall of PURPLE fire springs up right in front of the unsuspecting victim! It deals &#171; &#160;2d4 = 4&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; points of damage to those to the north of it, and goodness help anyone who tries to clamber through it.. It is 95 feet long. It literally cuts the room in half.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gp8Rjn618Y4

Miron: <font color="#0">(( *has Contractor playing. Recommmends as battle music* ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Where is it, Tathi?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Excpet the line tool refuses to do single lines.. second

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I know.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's so picky and weird!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Wall tool to the rescue. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ghost, recall this little gem;

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">The spectre just seems to bask in the warmth, raising a flickering black handless arm with trailing tatters of smoke.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...nat 1 on a d100 check.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The wall deals double damage to undead creatures.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Whoa. o.o

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dimple buffoons! They manifested before brainy canines bashing branded viridian drawer accords! &quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yup! :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Barkwood! Smack talk that specter! Now!


 * Flint Carthan looks flatly at Tathi.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Power-Tom is indifferent to your babble! &gt;:O

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... and you just cut off the melee fighters.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi, smirking, dusts her hands off. &quot;Come now Flint. Do you really think they're smart enough to not come charging through that flame? Get ready.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Or, they can sit there and roast.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Except.&quot;


 * Cadamon Gardner is too busy trying to turn the bugger! &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 11 + 4 = 15&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;2d6+9 = 9 + 9 = 18&#160;  &#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;The allip isn't affected.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;They're slippery, Sszeyl. There is no sure fire way to hurt them.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi suddenly starts giggling.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;'sure fire'.&quot; And she giggles again.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;...&quot;

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( Actually, force-effects get them 100%. Magic missiles. ))

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( You get a nom for the pun though. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;All in favor of making her fight the..gorrillas? By herself?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Up to 18 HD of 8-HD or lower undead turned! Plenty enough to send the allip packing. A faint silver glow appears on the floor beneath the cleric, taking the shape of an equal-armed cross inside a circle, as he raises his symbol high with a condemning glare at the allip.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Oh wait, combat.&quot;

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">D:

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Less vengeance, more violence.&quot;


 * VAE imagines allip doing D: face

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dastardly epees, evaluating dogooders. Except cheeky bugbears. Effeminate burning purple bugbears, marching to appeal effective splits...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 19 + 6 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge religion!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh, right, force magic. Well! I'll mop that allip up shortly.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 14 + 8 = 22&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Knowledge Religion check.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This is MADNESS.

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll initiative!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">MADNESS? THIS. IS. D&amp;D!!!!!! *gives Hatari cake*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 5 + floor((19 - 10) / 2) = 9&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; dexterity check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 18 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Init.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 8 + 1 = 9&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 18 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Init~

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 18 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">This. Is. Madness! Let's chew ass and kick bubblegum!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Init: &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 9 + 2 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">A duel!

Landon Skar:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 19 + 5 = 24&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Initiative

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Beat that, you ghastly gibber! HA!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Init! &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 10 + 1 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Duchess:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 14 + 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">MIRON!

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll Init!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">He did.

Flint Carthan: <font color="#990033">(( Miron: &#171;&#160;1d20 = 12&#160;&#187; Initiative ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- oh. ^^;;;;

Flint Carthan: <font color="#990033">(( Silly GM. :B ))

Elros:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Aelian has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Go go half-elven ranger!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">YAY!

TMG:<font color="#000000">...sister's watching The Shining in the background. &gt;.&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow, and lets fly at the crazy Specter! &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 27&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh bugger. Is that high enough?

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">The arrow goes right through the gibbering beast.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Dangit!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Done.

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&quot;The grape shoes greenly pounce the sunset...!&quot; The creature flits toward the wall of force.

Flint Carthan has received initiative.Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... hrm. So now we just wait, hm?&quot;

Sszeyl has received initiative.Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I highly doubt the mindless will have the sense not to come charging through the firewall. You could get ready to attack them the moment they get close.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;I'll move into position, at least.&quot;

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brandish the equally effervescent consonant collections for alliterative advantages! &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Done.


 * Flint Carthan does just that, watching the wyverns carefully...

Landon Skar has received initiative.* Landon Skar lowers himself and braces his legs. His steely glare flicks between wyverns! &quot;...&quot; (Readying a partial charge to intercept if our zombie hostesses begin advancing. Done for now.)


 * Edaric readies a flask of holy water and tries to squeeze between Tom and Cadamon...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;By the way, please note that short of long-term immolation, the wall will do nothing to projectiles and the like.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;The angry gorrillas look to be angry.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Anything to be done about them?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The bard only has a dagger and a flask of holy water. Oh dear. End turn.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Hey, Queenie!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Look at this delicious meat!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Much better than scrawny bard!

Queenie:<font color="#000000">The reptillian creature gives a hoarse hiss and plods forward through the fire... I don't eat anymore, idiot. But I have no Int score, so I can't really say that without being the pot calling the kettle black. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;(2d6+7)*2 = (7 + 7) * 2 = 28&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; points of fire damage!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">AoO?

Landon Skar:<font color="#FF0000">Landon's eyes suddenly squint to points. Chance!

Queenie:<font color="#000000">AoO from Sszeyl, charge from Landon, water from Edaric, and fire from Tathi!


 * Landon Skar storms for the wyvern, axe held high! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 15 + 11 = 26&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160;  &#187;

Queenie:<font color="#000000">CHOP! A sizeable gash is ripped in the wyvern's tail.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Tessen slash!

Landon Skar:<font color="#FF0000">You know, I forgot Landon even had power attack. What a waste. ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d6+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Slash damage? :x

Queenie:<font color="#000000">The tessen just rakes across its scales harmlessly, though.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Darn.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 10 + 5 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; ranged touch attack for &#171;  &#160;2d4 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Queenie:<font color="#000000">The flask shatters on the wyvern's face, exposing bone... Tathi?

Queenie:<font color="#000000">What's the fire damage from the wall?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">I already rolled it! *points up*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">28.

Queenie:<font color="#000000">Oh never mind. I'm a zombie. I'm not smart. =3= The flames lick eagerly across it...

Flint Carthan has received initiative.Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Wait.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">How did I get so low with a 21?


 * Flint Carthan moves into position against the other zombie. Seems Landon's forgotten the plot.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Did I delay?

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">I delayed.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Darnit, me!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">We were supposed to talk about this first! :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">x3

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">I think we're done.


 * Flint Carthan readies to attack when the beast comes in range.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Now we're done.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Righto.

Elros has received initiative.Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OMG GUYZ

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">GUESS WHUT

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">THE BREAKER HASN'T FLIPPED. NOT ONCE.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Douglas is pregnant.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*happy dance*

Elros:<font color="#000000">Ranger party!

Meany:<font color="#990033">Oh. That's cool too.

Meany:<font color="#990033">|B

Miron has received initiative.Meany:<font color="#990033">Go go Dwarvish ranger!

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm

Meany:<font color="#990033">Yo~

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">The allip continues to scrabble at the wall of force. &quot;I need to jump the land turtle around the high radished keep of the fishmongers!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">....

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;That almost made sense.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Actually, that Allip can take a cue from The Shining. &gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just passed that part.

TMG:<font color="#000000">*brrrr!*'

Hakutaku:<font color="#FF0000">=w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*takes out his tome* Wargs, wine, women, dr. wondertainment... Wyverns! &#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 12 + 17 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Dark Knowledge (tactics)

Miron:<font color="#000000">ooh!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a wyvern zombie, so zombie tactics apply. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Over 25 means +2 to hit for anyone

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Awesome sauce.

Hakutaku:<font color="#000000">Total to-hit buff is now at +3, I believe.

VAE:<font color="#000000">std action left.,.. what's the modifier for throwing the holy water in its face?

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Durnit. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Forgot the +1 morale. |B ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ranged touch attack.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So BAB+Dex.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">My buffs list is now as big as the entire hallway. o_o;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Hmm. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( -1 for +5feet distance, I think. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">10ft

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And -2

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( |B ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... So sort of the same. But larger increments. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4+2-2 = 14 + 4 + 2 - 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Touch as a bottle of holy water flies, hopefully in its face

VAE:<font color="#000000">(the one close to Sszeyl of course)

Queenie:<font color="#000000">SMASH! More bone is exposed as the water hisses and boils away flesh...

Miron:<font color="#000000">I aost forgot - standard zombie tactics apply - cut away with something sharp.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Vae, roll damage dice? :. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( 2d4, methinks. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">2d4.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2d4 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; with a taste of holy wrath

Queenie:<font color="#000000">That is so not going to be a flavor that sells well. Ow.

VAE:<font color="#000000">end. turn.

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">oops

Meany:<font color="#990033">Go go SteamPunker go!

Meany:<font color="#990033">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XlsGBJjBTUg

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Mind standing 1 space to the left or right, friend? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt runs forward, and tosses his vial of holy water at Queenie!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ranged touch attack! &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Queenie:<font color="#000000">Not going to consider your friend's --? OW. Roll damage!

Queenie:<font color="#000000">I do not need a steam facial. D:

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2d4 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage!

Meany:<font color="#990033">TMG?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I saw bowl him over. Deal trample damage. That'll teach em. :P

Meany:<font color="#990033">Did you get Hatari's request?

TMG:<font color="#000000">eh?

TMG:<font color="#000000">No, I didn't...

Meany:<font color="#990033">Five foot step to the left or right. =3=;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm still wholly willing to just throw out the rule about not being able to charge through allies. But I would also sort of like to entertain it if I can. :B

Calrach has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">um, alright.

TMG:<font color="#000000">That gives me a =-2 to my above attack roll, but I think it hit anyway

Queenie:<font color="#000000">Yup.

GM:<font color="#000000">Calrach, hop to it! Sing, sing, sing with a swing!

<font color="#0000ff">Drayco has connected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Audience! :O


 * Drayco has nuked chicken.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi, you're on deck.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach comes striding in, signing verse about marching through the enemy to victory

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">*knuckles cracking* &gt;:O

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Inspire courage for all!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... You know, a thought occurs to me.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Calrach has never done the Nonreal Band thing. :3

Tathi has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">No, no yet.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Was planning to do so back in Castleton.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">First! Wall of Fire Hijinx!

Hakutaku:<font color="#FF0000">Total party-wide buffs tracked so far: +11 temp HP, +3 to hit, +1 damage.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">For the Duchess! The wall of fire continues to emanate outward, dealing &#171; &#160;(2d4)*2 = 2 * 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; fire damage! 6 rounds left.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">For Gibbly Gonk! The wall of fire continues to emanate outward, dealing &#171; &#160;1d4 = 3&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; fire damage! 6 rounds left.

Hakutaku:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry. +3 to hit versus zombehs. +1 to Alip. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oops. 6 damage.

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 48&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Charging through elf.

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">The allip seems more concerned about the wall than the flames. The zombie seems to recoil a bit.

Drayco:<font color="#660099">So, has the party ID'd the giant lizard-things?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Turnabout would so be fair play. :B ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh really, allip? Dodge. THIS.&quot; Tathi shoots off a series of dazzling bolts, each one zipping through the air shaped and flying like autumn leaves, headed right for the specter! &#171; &#160;1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1 = 3 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 3 + 1 = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">who are you going to charge from there anywho?

Writhing Black Spectre:<i><font color="#000000"><b>SHRIIIIIIIEKKKKK!!!!

</b> </i> Meany:<font color="#990033">Hmm.

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The party templar makes like Landon, and braces himself for a full-throttle charge. Holy brand locked back and ready! (Partial charge readied to intercept Duchess. Done for now!)

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">isn't.. charging in a straight line?

Drayco:<font color="#660099">yes...

Meany:<font color="#990033">Drayco's here?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which is why I was wanting that lane open, yes.

Meany:<font color="#990033">When did this madness happened?

Meany:<font color="#990033">happen*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Use your measure tool. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">So.. here..

Drayco:<font color="#660099">WHEN YOU WEREN'T LOOKING, BWAHAHAHA!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Or here?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wrong Wyvern silly.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">As it stands, Queenie is the only one you could charge.

Drayco:<font color="#660099">Or take a crapload of fire damage...

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Flint and gnogglebolt are blocking you from duchess.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... This is teaching me some things about how much detail to put into battle emotes for Ghost games. :P

* Cadamon Gardner keeps his holy symbol raised. &quot;Tortured soul, you who have come here to be through strife and madness, find peace!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The only one in the way is Tathi, presently. Measuring tool.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF"><b>Straight line.

</b> Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Use the tool. It's a straight line. :|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sheesh.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Two golden rays rocket across the room; &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 12 + 5 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; ! &#171; &#160;1d100 = 46&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 73&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh. Straight line is not required. Nevermind! ^.^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh dear.

Meany:<font color="#990033">:B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Players, I am in need of input.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Something up? D: Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It doesn't have to be straight in our interpretation of straight.

Drayco:<font color="#660099">?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Hrm?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It has to be legal straight. Which it is. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Are the Ligh Of spells considered to be positive energy, or force, or none of the above?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">No, really, by the rules, you could charge in circles if you wanted to. I suddenly have this mental image of a bunch of dwarves charging around a tavern table. XP

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Ahhh, those...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The spell description just says &quot;damage.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#990033">They're listed as Evocation...

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">They're NOT force.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I would say they're a &quot;spell&quot; with the light descriptor.

Meany:<font color="#990033">So I would say positive energy.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Light Descriptor?

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Light.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And don't pass walls of force.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We had a fight over that once.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It seems silly that a ray of celestial light could pass right through an allip and do no damage, but if that's how the dice roll... :B

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">NOTHING passes Walls of Force...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... Even though you can see through a wall of force, and therefor it obviously doesn't block light. It does block 'spells' and therefor RAI, should block such a thing.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Wrong.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Things pass walls of force.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Summon Monster spells do.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... But anyways, I guess that wasn't the point. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Light Of spells, incorporeal undead, miss chance or no?

Meany:<font color="#990033">It's a ranged touch attack.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I would say yes technically. No in good taste.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Inheirant miss chance.

VAE:<font color="#000000">depends

VAE:<font color="#000000">Area spells, no

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I think the allip specifically singles out force spells.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good taste and following the rules are often at odds.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Proper contact spells, yes

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's your call.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Let's flip a coin? :&gt;

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">... I honestly can't see a ray shooting through me made of celestial planar energy and doing nothing. =3=

* VAE imagines ray of force diffracting light spells

VAE:<font color="#000000">so they pass through but do nothing

VAE:<font color="#000000">(the air has altered properties, see)

TMG:<font color="#000000">No science, danman.

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">One ray goes wide, but the other slams into the wispy creature's torso for half damage.

Hakutaku:<font color="#990033">Are you arguing for the case of your own destruction?

Hakutaku:<font color="#990033">What kind of monster are you?!

* Hakutaku attacks.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No pseudoschience

Duchess:<font color="#000000">The zombie charges at Flint -- though it might not get that far.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Wait, how much damage are you doing with Light of Lunia?

Duchess:<font color="#000000">Roll fire damage, Ghost!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">VAE, do you know what I am? I am a wizard. I take your science, bitchslap the hell out of it, and tell it to shut up and sit down while I rip reality a new one.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">OUCH! Passing through the wall gives you a lovely &#171; &#160;(2d6+7)*2 = (6 + 7) * 2 = 26&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; fire damage!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">That was Light of Mercuria, my friend. Its big brother. :3

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Oh. That'd be 4d6 then.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">*_*

Meany:<font color="#990033">Schience?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The blue flames wreathing Thomas suddenly agitate and flicker intensely! A sleeping dragon has awoken in this Lazarus; he charges headlong into the zombie with blade howling just behind! (5 point power attack charge. &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 17 + 18 = 35&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10+24 = 3 + 24 = 27&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;)

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d6+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 14 + 12 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage with a hand... axe... holy shit Tom. O_o

* VAE contains Tathi as an annoying SCP object, then decommissions her, preferrably painfully.

VAE:<font color="#000000">No more fucking with physics :3

* Tathi fireballs VAE's house.

* You roll to yourself: 50-27 =&gt; 50 - 27 = 23Liatai:<font color="#000000">How fitting.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tomi's theme just came on.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tech, science is about the only way we can make this make sense and avoid stupid arguments

* Thomas Lazarus is ready to show that uppity sister a thing or two now!!! *_*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Because in DnD most physics works like in reality.

VAE:<font color="#000000">(reacting to the No science. bits)

Duchess:<font color="#000000">How about slicing halfway through a zombie wyvern's torso, exposing its spine, and all but severing its tail?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman, I will get an FAQ later. Drop it for now.

Aelian has received initiative.* VAE claws

GM:<font color="#000000">Go go half-elven ranger!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow at point blank range, and lets fly &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 14 + 11 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">...Is she Mighty and Morphin'?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">On duchess!

* Drayco gets shot.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">Oh for the LAST TIME! I'm a MAN!!! &gt;:O

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">I don't mind. My girlfriend is hotter than his.

Queenie:<font color="#000000">Ow. It barely seems to notice.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Done!

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, the muscovite boffin is twice hot with added hazelnut gold-digger assets...&quot; the creature moans.

Sszeyl has received initiative.Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Verily, the ascended potato! ''&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop. Meany DC'd.

<i><font color="#0000ff">Meany is disconnected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Meany is disconnected.

</i>Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Right, so, where are these light of whatever spells at?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Spell Compendium, page 132.

<i><font color="#0000ff">Meany has connected.

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Welcome back, just in time. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's turn.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Thankee.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Cadamon Gardner: That was Light of Mercuria, my friend. Its big brother. :3

You whisper to Meany: Cadamon Gardner: That was Light of Mercuria, my friend. Its big brother. :3 Drayco: Oh. That'd be 4d6 then. Flint Carthan: *_* Meany: Schience? Thomas Lazarus: The blue flames wreathing Thomas suddenly agitate and flicker intensely! A sleeping dragon has awoken in this Lazarus; he charges headlong into the zombie with blade howling just behind! (5 point power attack charge. &#171;&#160;1d20+18 = 17 + 18 = 35&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d10+24 = 3 + 24 = 27&#160;&#187;) Flint Carthan: &#171;&#160;1d6+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d20+12 = 14 + 12 = 26&#160;&#187; damage with a hand... axe... holy shit Tom. O_o * VAE contains Tathi as an annoying SCP object, then decommissions her, preferrably painfully. VAE: No more fucking with physics :3 * Tathi fireballs VAE's house. * You roll to yourself: 50-27 =&gt; 50 - 27 = 23 Liatai: How fitting. Liatai: Tomi's theme just came on. VAE: Tech, science is about the only way we can make this make sense and avoid stupid arguments * Thomas Lazarus is ready to show that uppity sister a thing or two now!!! *_* VAE: Because in DnD most physics works like in reality. VAE: (reacting to the No science. bits) Duchess: How about slicing halfway through a zombie wyvern's torso, exposing its spine, and all but severing its tail? TMG: Danman, I will get an FAQ later. Drop it for now. Aelian has received initiative. * VAE claws GM: Go go half-elven ranger! Aelian: Aelian draws back his longbow at point blank range, and lets fly &#171;&#160;1d20+11 = 14 + 11 = 25&#160;&#187; for &#171;&#160;1d8+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160;&#187; damage! Drayco: ...Is she Mighty and Morphin'? Ghostwish: On duchess! * Drayco gets shot. Aelian: Oh for the LAST TIME! I'm a MAN!!! &gt;:O Aelian: I don't mind. My girlfriend is hotter than his. Queenie: Ow. It barely seems to notice. Aelian: Done! Writhing Black Spectre: &quot;Yes, the muscovite boffin is twice hot with added hazelnut gold-digger assets...&quot; the creature moans. Sszeyl has received initiative. Writhing Black Spectre: &quot;Verily, the ascended potato! &quot; Liatai: Oop. Meany DC'd. Meany is disconnected. Meany is disconnected. Ghostwish: Right, so, where are these light of whatever spells at? Liatai: Spell Compendium, page 132. Meany has connected.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Five foot step...

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Me and Landon flank? :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Flanking experts?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yes

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Unfortunately, I think you're 1 square short. Even though it seems like it should be fine. =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It looks like a flank to me.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I looked up the corners nitpicky rule last game.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Landon is on a corner, Sszeyl is on the right face. They're not technically opposite sides.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hrm. I thought, in the case of larger creatures, the squares adjacent to the corners counted, too

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... But really. It's a dumb requirement. They're clearly on opposed parts of it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Since that's how it works on faces

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Maybe.

GM:<font color="#000000">Bash that wyvern! I say it's a flank.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Yay!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Guess that's a houserule I made up, then. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Rule 0 enacted GOES :O

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Going to draw a little.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">These corners flank.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+3+2-4 = 17 + 9 + 3 + 2 - 4 = 27&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Fan slash! For &#171; &#160;1d6+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Damage?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good enough for me.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Think of it like.. a camera lens.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You're focusing on the flank target.

GM:<font color="#000000">Either way, flank or no flank, it's a solid hit!

Landon Skar has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Ololol.

* Landon Skar has some questions to axe this wyvern!! (*brick'd*) (Two-weapon fighting + flanking; &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 18 + 12 = 30&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 14 + 12 = 26&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 3 + 4 = 7&#160;  &#187;)

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( lololol. ))

Queenie:<font color="#000000">One of the wyvern's wings now has two terribly deep gashes in it. It certainly won't be flying anytime soon.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Bard to the rescue -- not really, but I'll help! &gt;:O &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; with a dagger!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... okay so maybe I won't. =3=;

Queenie:<font color="#000000">The wyvern wheels around and WHACKS at Landon with its head, which is almost completely skeletal on top by now... &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d6+7 = 2 + 7 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

<i> You have disconnected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">TMG has connected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Ghostwish has connected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Drayco has connected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Meany has connected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">VAE has connected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Dr. Hatari has connected.

</i>Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">taking the puppy out.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Huh.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, good. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Meany: Oh Eddy. Hakutaku: The studio audience laughtracks at the plucky bard. Meany: You so crazy. Liatai is disconnected. Ghostwish: :o Dr. Hatari: I suspect weather. :o Liatai has connected

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, weather. Is rainin'. ^^;

Queenie:<font color="#000000">The wyvern wheels around and WHACKS at Landon with its head, which is almost completely skeletal on top by now... &#171;&#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;2d6+7 = 2 + 7 = 9&#160;&#187;

* Meany fires a fireball into the rain.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Woo, steam~

* Landon Skar staggers back from the impact, but doesn't wince. His guard is back up in no time!

Flint Carthan has received initiative.Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Elloelloello.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">What's all this?

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">A full attack, that's what. &gt;:3

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 6 + 7 = 13&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Full attack?!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Add 3 to those.

Hakutaku:<font color="#FF0000">:o

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d6+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+1 = 1 + 1 = 2&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">And five to those.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">=3=;

* Flint Carthan carves a deep gash into the zombie's neck! &quot;... heh. I kinda like these.&quot; &gt;:3

Elros has received initiative.Meany:<font color="#990033">Go green ranger!

Elros:<font color="#000000">My player left macros... let's see how they work.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Summon the dragon zord!

Elros:<font color="#000000">Elros swings both his swords! &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 5 + 7 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 7 + 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#000000">A sword gash joins the axe cut in the creature's neck.

Duchess:<font color="#000000">It's holding on by a thread --!

Miron has received initiative.VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm

Meany:<font color="#990033">Vae.

Meany:<font color="#990033">Miron could charge Duchess. :o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">lulz, chargin' full-casters everywhere. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">DON'T MIND IF I DO!

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm i don't remember a bit. Lia. It *is* possible to cast cure/inflict spells and use them as a part of the same action.What i wonder is, if it's possible to separate it with a movement in between. Logically it should be, since the actions take time

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">er... I seem to have removed Tathi from initiaitive by mistake.. XD

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Welp, going over the Rules Compendium, the only things that cut through the 50% miss chance for Incorpeality are Positive Energy, Negative Energy, and FOrce.

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, alternately, what are the rules for charging? *is forgetful lynx*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, really?

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">And since Light -IS- a spell descriptor...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well in that case we could probably say Mercuria just hits it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">did liatai drop?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fix'd.

VAE whispers: hmm i don't remember a bit. Lia. It *is* possible to cast cure/inflict spells and use them as a part of the same action.What i wonder is, if it's possible to separate it with a movement in between. Logically it should be, since the actions take time Ghostwish: er... I seem to have removed Tathi from initiaitive by mistake.. XD Drayco: Welp, going over the Rules Compendium, the only things that cut through the 50% miss chance for Incorpeality are Positive Energy, Negative Energy, and FOrce. VAE: also, alternately, what are the rules for charging? *is forgetful lynx*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can only hold one spell charge at a time.

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's a rather unhelpful answer, since i aren't holding any

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Casting one of those spells is a standard action, anyway.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Charging is a full-round action, gives you +2 to hit (melee only) and -2 AC until your next turn.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Yes. Casting + using is a standard action. I remember that you found it somewhere

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">He means running up to charge teh ugly.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So unless you took Quicken Spell when I wasn't looking, it's a moot point. :B You can still only cast one per round.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So you could only charge with a touch spell you cast earlier, or quick cast.

* Dr. Hatari mimes Liatai behind her back.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Yes, correct. *sigh* The charge is a secondary thing. Thing is, whether it's possible to stuff a move action in the middle of two chunks of standard one

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, letting puppy in!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So you can cast, move, and use for a spell like Cure/Inflict.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Since, casting *and* touching someone with a touch spell together is a..

VAE:<font color="#000000">Yes. THat's what i wanted to know

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But you can't cast both and use them both in the same round.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ohhhhhhhh.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry. ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">why would i want to cast both?

VAE:<font color="#000000">I need one, it's just whether i can move in between casting

VAE:<font color="#000000">and using

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, you can. Goooo~ :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">normally what i used to do was antiphase - use, then ca...

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">No, you have to move BEFORE or AFTER casting.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Can't move WHILE casting.

VAE:<font color="#000000">shut up.. *growls*

Miron:<font color="#000000">*cure moderate wounds, cast on hand*

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron's arm glows a bit.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4+2 = 12 + 4 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Miron attempts to forcepalm the heck out of Queenie.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Touch attack, of course.

Queenie:<font color="#000000">Roll damage!

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">...Oh, I see now.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2d8+6 = 7 + 6 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; of divine retribution

Queenie:<font color="#000000">POP

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">In other words, you wanted to dodge an AoO.

VAE:<font color="#000000">yes

Queenie:<font color="#000000">A good chunk of zombie chest just -- vanishes.

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go Gnogglebolt go!

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Well, you could Cast Defensively...

VAE:<font color="#000000">i cant' ,because i lack that feat

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I notice he's been a little more lenient on the Gnoggle thing lately, come to think of it. Purposeful? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt steps to the side, pulls out another vial of holy water, and chucks it! &#171; &#160;1d20+6+3 = 6 + 6 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">eh? o.o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">At which one?

VAE:<font color="#000000">instead having spontaneous healing and spontaneous inflict, which frees up spells a little

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, Queenie

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">It's not a feat, it's a Concentration Check.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech - I mean the &quot;don't call me Gnoggle.&quot; People have been calling him Gnoggle without retribution. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">also, what's what about &quot;the Gnoggle thing&quot;?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Where? o.o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You can do it without the feat, VAE. Defensive casting just gives your a skill bonus to the concentrate skill. Admittedly, it can be a hard check to make unless you've been topping it off every level. And divine magicians generally have crap skillpoints. =3=;

Queenie:<font color="#000000">Roll damage!

Meany:<font color="#990033">First dungeon.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Dangit, I missed it all, then. :B

Meany:<font color="#990033">=3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">Will be more attentive. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not this session, in previous ones. Sszeyl is a common &quot;offender.&quot; x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">WHat's the point of doing it if i'm almost sure to fail, and if i can avoid it this easy?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2d4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Woo~

Liatai:<font color="#000000">As is Tathi, if I recall -- NICE!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There is none. Drayco just plays devil's advocate ''constantly. :P''

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Depends on how many ranks you have in Concentration.

Queenie:<font color="#000000">And a bit more of skull is exposed... two glass eyes the size of grapefruits roll across the floor.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">DC for the check is 15+Spell lvl.

Calrach has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Oh thats- that's lovely.&quot;

* Edaric dodges the eyeballs.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">^

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Should be recorded in session transcript.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">VAE, if you can jump to the IRC, I can explain more.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What should? XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Edaric dodges the eyeballs.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">In the session summary, you mean? XD

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach runs across the room's floor, lining up the two wyverns, also drawning a small vial of green fluid as he goes. &quot;...Hey, staff-dude! Move a bit to the side, will ya?&quot; Readied action to go when Landon moves.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yep. :B

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;?&quot;

* Landon Skar is stuck in init limbo, or he would comply immediately. =3=;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">(&quot;end turn&quot;, but keeping readied action)

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which side?&quot;

Tathi has received initiative.Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Towards the...fire!&quot;

* Landon Skar nods. &quot;Mm.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just a scooch!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">The wall of fire continues to emanate outward, dealing &#171; &#160;(1d4)*2 = 4 * 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; fire damage! 5 rounds left. DIE ALLIP!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 61&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">The fire finally seems to get to it.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Dead?

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everything combined emerges, extremely acceptable. Dashing evildoers actually.... Pamela... Frankly, disintegrate the chair. Churn the devil conkers, actualize menacingly... Ergo... exuberance.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Still babbling, eh? Allow me to fix that.&quot;

Writhing Black Spectre:<font color="#000000">The allip flies apart with that final proclamation.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;.. Oh. Well then.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Perhaps you could star planning how we're going to kill the gorillas next?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;I can't seem to pronounce that word right.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Gor-ril-las.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Uh... why is Sszeyl concerned with gorrilas? :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Clayton: &quot;GO-RIL-LA!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You can just call 'em monkeys.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">They're in another room.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tarzan: &quot;GO-RIL-LA!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're not monkeys, they're apes.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We can merely see them through the all of force.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;What's a monkey?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;What's an ape?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Semantics.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not semantics, they're very different.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Okay, I know what those are.'

Liatai:<font color="#000000">x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;But what are monkies, and apes? :B&quot;

* Edaric points at the gorilla. &quot;That's a monkey.&quot; :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Well, someone misplaced my burning hands macro, so have a nice scorching &#171; &#160;5d4 = 13&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; poijnts of fire damage, you freak.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're doing this on purpose.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">:P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which one, again?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Duchess

Meany:<font color="#990033">Watch there be.

Meany:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d10 = 1&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#990033">Another boss fight upstairs. &gt;|O

Meany:<font color="#990033">And &#171; &#160;1d10 = 9&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#990033">Nine downstairs.

Duchess:<font color="#000000">The rest of the zombie seems to blow apart with a PUFFFF as the cotton stuffing holding together its insides ignites!

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Naw, darnit.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smirks slightly. &quot;Sorry, Calrach.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus turns to Queenie.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Wait, does that mean the cotton stuffing is now ON FIRE?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep.

Meany:<font color="#990033">&quot;MY PRECIOUS STUFFING.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But it has plenty of fuel of wyvernflesh to burn through.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;ooh, pretty.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see.. this is getting downright complicated. But...

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">I mean, ON FIRE and a FIRE HAZARD?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">....

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Like the wall of flames isn't? :B

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Good point... Prolly a GOOD THING the castle's stone and not wood, eh?

* Thomas Lazarus wheels around, gripping his blade tightly. He storms for the remaining zombie's flank and prepares a floor-shattering superhuman slash!! (Full-power charge, flanking, buffed, all that kind of thing. &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 2 + 18 = 20&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+28 = 4 + 28 = 32&#160;  &#187;

Queenie:<font color="#000000">SMAAAAAAASSSSSSHHHH!!!!

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Wow... Good this his Attack bonus was so high...

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">*thing

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">95% chance to hit is the best chance to hit. &gt;:3

Queenie:<font color="#000000">There's no possible way that zombie could stand again after that. Tom handily bifurcated its spine, cut its torso in half, split its femurs, sliced its legs off, and left a furrow in the floor.

GM:<font color="#000000">COMBAT OVER! :D

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach watches as Thomas delivers a blow that shakes the enitre room and makes a huge spiderweb of cracks on the floor, utterly anihilating the last wyvern. He looks down at the vial of green fluid in his hand, looks up, blows a raspberry, and puts the vial away.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A grin tugs at his mouth. &quot;...&quot;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">HEY! WHO PUT ANIME IN MY D&amp;D?!

* Edaric snickers. x3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi smirks, and dispels the wall of fire.

* Cadamon Gardner can now enter the room! Yay! :D

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Masterfully done, gentlemen. Lady.&quot; :3

* Thomas Lazarus tugs his blade out of the floor.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;.. I am the odd one out, aren't I?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Quite so.&quot; He remarks softly. He sheathes his blade.

* Sszeyl fans himself.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...this is the situation where someone makes jokes about a 'sausage party', isn't it. -3-

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;We still have two large undead over yonder.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D|

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">No TMG, &quot;Sausage party&quot; is all guys.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;And with no permanent injuries, either. That ward was a wonderful idea, Thomas.&quot; Orison pop for Aelian!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;oh yeah, huh. Almost forgot about them.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">drayco; I meant as in Tathi's the only thing 'saving us from that status' :B

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ah, my thanks.&quot;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Ah. Then yes, yes it would be.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Totally getting replaced by a large hairy beard with an indistinguishable accent.

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">The gorillas seem to be watching passively. For now.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach goes up to the wall of force separating the gorillas from the room.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">You mean Imcomprehensible accent?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What say we go and dispatch them?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He taps it like it's a glass window. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's just basic medical principle, really. Prevention is key.&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed so. I wonder just about how many of these she had around.. Furthermore, where did she get the corpses of all the exotic creatures to use?

Cocoa:<font color="#000000"><b>&gt;:O

</b> Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;From what we heard... I think Lord Lundy was a hunter.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey look, I made them do something. :D &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tap. Tap. Tap. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Cadamon, Thomas?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's take care of 'em, then. Before our magic wears off.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tathi..&quot;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">That is a tiny, TINY cage for gorillas...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What? It's funny.&quot;

Cocoa:<font color="#000000"><b>&gt;:O

</b> Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It isn't long at all before Thomas' mighty enchantment flickers and fades away. (Divine Favor and Divine Power end.)

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Tap. Tap.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was a display, that's why. :B

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">=3=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tapity tap tap.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and bye-bye- Inspire Courage.

Cocoa:<font color="#000000"><b>&gt;:O

</b> Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach giggles and continues tapping.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">I'm gonna laugh my butt off if that wall suddenly disappears and the gorillas maul tathi...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">TapTapTapTapTapTap!!

* Thomas Lazarus looks tersely at the two tappers. ((:B))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Group counterspell? :b ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Ahem.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Shall we go around?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi looks innocently over at Thomas. &quot;Yes?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We should go around and dispatch them before our enchantments all wear off.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh, allright.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds good... there's a door right here that should --&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;And then we have the slimes downstairs.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..If you two are done being cruel.&quot; He smirks with lowered brow.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">K-chunk.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Are the gorillas zombies?

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Oh no.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">K-chunk? NO!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Rope!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 18 + 6 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Reflex! D: Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Rope!&quot;

* Edaric jumps back before the pit opens. D: Calrach:<font color="#000000">Ack!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Mkay then.&quot;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Hmmmm...

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach drops his tapping and rushes over with the rope from earlier, but stops as Edaric seems fine.

* Sszeyl tests the door.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Last I check, Edaric, this isn't on your list of comedy routines.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;It's locked.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Flint?&quot;

* Edaric clutches his chest for a moment. &quot;Do you see me laughing?&quot; D: * Drayco notes: When PCs trigger pit trap, add something that knocks the ones in that are gathered around and gawking at it...

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 20 + 7 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Sacks of flour that swing down from the ceiling, perhaps?

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Critical click! Flint basically just pops the lock with his hand and it opens. =3=

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... you're showing off.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think I'm entitled.&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">Well, he sure does work quicker than kicking them out.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach sees the snow leapord along the wall, and summons a spectral hand to poke it. Nothing happens of course...so he uses the hand to poke it again, and again, and again, until it falls over like the dire wolf.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Then he giggles.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">And follows after everyone else

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That boy ain't right. /Hill

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I think I will sit this one out. You boys can handle yourselfs without me needing to level the building, right?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus draws out his shield and readies himself.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;This is not going to be fun.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Two large undead in such closed space.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll cover the song this time if you want, Calrach.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure thing.&quot;

* VAE loves the names

* Thomas Lazarus readies a full defense. &gt;:|

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I might be able to soften them up, too.&quot;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Open the door, toss in fireball, shut/lock door.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Being called away. BRB.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll init? :3

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Wait until gorrilas make move, repeatuntil they're re-dead.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 18 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

Landon Skar:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Initiative

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Init! &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Crinit? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Init! &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I don't understand how I can always stand in the front, and remain mysteriously frozen in time while everyone rushes in front of me. =3=;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Roll again to confirm a bouns round for you?

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">It's because of all that pie you eat.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 20 + floor((19 - 10) / 2) = 24&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Sszeyl:<i><font color="#990033">Blubber buns. :B

</i>Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm trim for a man my height. T3T

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Testing. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Testing. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Can you hear me Queen Latifa? ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The wind blew. Yes, you're here. :P

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Thomas was one of those kids that SAW the ball coming, but it didn't click until AFTER it hit him, right?

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( My whole internet disconnected. =3=; ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

* Thomas Lazarus is hit in the face with dodgeball. =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hurry Liatai, the buffs will wear off!! :B

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Huh...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm back! D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm back.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Can those guys OPEN the door with a crowd that size in the way?

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Yo~ ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Goooooood question.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Who's on door duty~? :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Flint.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">D: Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Lever operated, isn't it? =3=

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Oh right. =3=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">better than Keter duty

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Why no, you open the door /with your mind/.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Eff you, drow. I'm fighting zombies. Open it your damn self. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">all maptool dorrs are Star Trek doors. -3-

TMG:<font color="#000000">*doors

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">...By head-bashing the door until it breaks, of course.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Though.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">You catucally -can- rotate the door object.

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's what I did when I was running a game.

Elros:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 11 + 1 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Smoke:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d1000 = 244&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

Smoke:<font color="#990033">:D

TMG:<font color="#000000">Remove a section of the wall, put the door over it, rotate the door when it's opened and remove the VBL

* Thomas Lazarus refreshes his casting of Shield of Faith.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 20 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">SECOND CRITICAL INIT!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Bring it, gorrilaz. &gt;:| (AC 30)

Miron:<font color="#000000">*readies another holy water*

GM:<font color="#000000">Who's opening the door lever?

GM:<font color="#000000">... Elros. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good call. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">hey, mind swapping places, Cadamon?

* Flint Carthan readies an attack.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh riiiiight, leverdoors.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hey, where's Alex?

* Cadamon Gardner looks down at Miron. &quot;What do you have in mind? I'm better armored than you are.&quot; ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He announced he wasn't going to make it this week.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... I think.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">NYC Comic-Con.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yah.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, right

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Meeting Tezkat or something.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Okay, seriously guys.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Let the gorilla be 5ft outside the door.

Miron:<font color="#000000">I have in mind the fact that i'm better at close combat than you are.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Shush Navi. &gt;:O

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Then WAY more of the melee-ers can wail on it.

* Cadamon Gardner bristles a little.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">HEY! HEY! HEY! LISTEN!

Miron:<font color="#000000">Or rather, there isn't too much I can do from afar.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">YOUR FAT BUTTS ARE BLOCKING THE DOOR!

* VAE kicks the stupid fairy

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Miron isn't blovking the door.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;You didn't prepare any ranged spells today?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">you won't annoy us in DnD even.

Miron:<font color="#000000">I did.. but i aren't specially eager to waste them on .. this sort of creature.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Therefore, the size of his butt is moot.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">However... It IS big...

* Drayco flees!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... very well. Though I reserve the right to lecture you mercilessly if you end up hurt because of this switch.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">A gnome can't have a big butt. A gnome can have a medium butt at worst, since it's small size.

Miron:<font color="#000000">As usual, brother.

* Thomas Lazarus smirks a bit.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">K-chunk!

Calrach has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The smirk turns to FACE FULL OF GORILLAS &gt;:O

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, just for check - are these undead too?

Smoke:<font color="#990033">Yes.

Smoke:<font color="#990033">The nose knows.

VAE:<font color="#000000">since i have to know for DK

* VAE purrs

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Convinvingly life-like, though.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 4 + 7 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 14 + 7 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; prepared attack!

TMG:<font color="#000000">hup! Calrach is first in init?

* VAE makes the walls resonate with pur

VAE:<font color="#000000">*purr

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought Tathi got a 24 or something...

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Readied action. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( =3=;;; ))

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">Hello? -- OW. &gt;:O

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">THAT IS NOT THE WAY TO GREET SOMEONE OPENING THE DOOR. &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just to check.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Calrach got crit init, didn't he? o.o

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">In MY culture, it is.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But the wounds aren't actually -bleeding- on the gorillas, are they? &gt;.&gt;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Liatai: Yes, I believe so.

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">Bleeding stuffing. That's about it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Cool.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And well...hmm. Calrach can't actually do what he wanted cuz there's people in the way.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And as he doesn't want to get in the way of anyone else...pass.

Tathi has received initiative.Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( :B ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gonna do something, Tathi, or wait?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Hmmmmmmm.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Harpoon it with fire. ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh. Why not.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Or light of venya. ))

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Yes... Because if you guys started murdering REAL gorillas, the GM would shove your alignment Evil so fast that the Animals Rights Activists encounter would feel like it happened next week.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Or just plane sphere of annihilation. ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">PEW PEW! Here comes some magic missiles at Cinammon! &#171; &#160;2d4+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Why?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">All done.

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">Paff paff! There goes more stuffing.

Aelian has received initiative.VAE:<font color="#000000">gorillas are just strong stupid hunks of meat.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aelian time!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">lulz whatever, if we found real gorillas they would beat the hell out of us on principle for being in their environment.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow at point blank range, and lets fly at Cinnamon! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 13 + 11 = 24&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 7 + 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They also happen to be really endangered, VAE. =3=;;;;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And if we murdered the Animal Rights Activists, we'd get our allignment back ASAP

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">The best arrow hit against a zombie yet!

VAE:<font color="#000000">since those tend to be richardheaded freaks

Sszeyl has received initiative.Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's turn!

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">VAE: except the &quot;animal rights activist&quot; is an ancient gold dragon with a couple Druid levels.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well, i wonder whether there are engineer-level having dragons too

VAE:<font color="#000000">could be an epic showdown

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Tom, are you planning to move up?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.. yeah.&quot; He seems ebarassed about acknowledging init limbo's delay. =3=;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Hmm. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Guess it's time to throw holy water. |U

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Holy water! Hiss! &#171; &#160;2d4 = 2&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">You know.

Flint Carthan has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">We -could- &quot;set our own inits&quot;, in a way.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Smoke, down! Let the others in!&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 17 + 10 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">If the party plans beforehand who goes where, we can all refocus+delay to get exactly the order we want.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Okay. :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">In fact, that's how I was planning to teach everyone the Door Breach Maneuver

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Hey, me.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Was that the axe or the dagger?

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">That was Handle Animal.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Ooh. :.

Flint Carthan:<i><font color="#000000">Don't forget the favored enemy bonuses this time.

</i>Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+7+5 = 11 + 7 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7+5 = 10 + 7 + 5 = 22&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; But I'm you.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">How could I possibly forget. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">WHen we can prepare for an imminent battle,w e really ought to start utilizing the ability to determine our own init order.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">...One moment.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">I meant like this. &#171; &#160;1d6+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You know, I had a DM who had everyone roll initiaitive, and then averaged it all, and then the enemy rolled, and averaged, and whichever 'group' went first go to execute their plans first.

* Edaric plays! Inspire Courage!

Elros has received initiative.Landon Skar has received initiative.* Landon Skar wings a holy water flask at Cinammons big dopey forehead (&gt;:O)! &#171; &#160;1d20+5+2+1 = 13 + 5 + 2 + 1 = 21&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;2d4 = 7&#160;  &#187;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Except in THIS case, it kinda didn't matter as the PCs HAD to go first in order to open the door...

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">My forehead is not dopey. &gt;|:|

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">Ow.

* Cadamon Gardner aims for the one in the back... &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160;  &#187; RTA!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Possible crit confirm? :O

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Nope. But Cocoa still takes &#171; &#160;7d6 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage as the rear of the enclosure explodes into a fireworks show of silver and gold light.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oooo! Nice!&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner nods once. &quot;Thank you.&quot;

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">The ape tries to slam Flint with its shoulder! &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 8 + 10 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+6 = 8 + 6 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">Haha no.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sheild'd!! &gt;:O

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">And it's almost successful... until the old shield ward springs into life.

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.* Flint Carthan dodges back a hair as the ape's shoulder blades come within a few centimeters of his face.

Hakutaku:<font color="#FF0000">Get your stinking paws off him, you damn dirty a--*smushed by brick*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*snrk!*

<i><font color="#0000ff">Foxthulhu-Sama has connected.

</i>Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt ducks and doges past Calrach, around Landon's legs, and by Miron to get into an empty space, and tosses a vial of Holy Water into the room underhand at Cinnamon. Ranged touch attack! &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 1 + 6 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;TOM! Your big butt's in the way! &gt;:O &quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... do I need to say it? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Flinch. &quot;... T_T&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The vial shatters against Thomas's plate-armored behind. x3

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I swear, I should just let them tank for an adventure. &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">and you just HAD to join right then, didn't you Ram. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Don't worry Tom.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">After this, you can get your armor upgraded again.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Or your sword. For once. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Temperance, brother... ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thomas needs a +5 Butt-Plate of Repelling. :B

* Thomas Lazarus keeps his guard up. (Fighting defensively versus Cinammon. &#171; &#160;1d20+4+7+2+1-4 = 16 + 4 + 7 + 2 + 1 - 4 = 26&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160;  &#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">(AC 28)

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">Still enough to give the ape a good gash!

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">It seems to be barely holding itself upright and hemmoraging cotton puffs...

Miron has received initiative.VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm,

VAE:<font color="#000000">can i hit it from here?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yup

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, is the Dark Knowledge still up? or needs a redo?

<i><font color="#0000ff">Foxthulhu-Sama is disconnected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Foxthulhu-Sama is disconnected.

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Redo.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Different kind of zombie.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We forgot that slashing weapons are the way to go. We have hardcore ADD. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Landon, would you like to take Tom's spot, or shall I? :3&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*flips out tome* Gnats Golems, what the hell's Google? Ah, gorillas!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 7 + 17 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;A google is a figure with one hundred zeroes behind it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">=3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">So, folks. DOn't let them out of the room, don't get swarm'd, and that's it

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's a googol

Miron:<font color="#000000">*casts Cure Light Wounds on hand*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a doohickey.&quot; :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Do they sound differently? ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">everyone gets +1

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4+1 = 7 + 4 + 1 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Force palm on the Mankey in front!

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">That's a hit! Damage?

TMG:<font color="#000000">meany; that's &quot;googol&quot;, actually.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d8+6 = 6 + 6 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Damage.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh yeah, danman said it already]

Miron:<font color="#000000">It's super effective!

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">... actually, no need. Your unmodified -- hang on. How do you have a +6 on CLW? It caps at +5. =3=

Cinammon:<font color="#000000">BOOSH

TMG:<font color="#000000">Mankey? That's a Primeape. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">does it cap?

* VAE doesn't remember

Calrach has received initiative.Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, CLW caps at +5.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afraid so!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Trust Liatai, she doesn't have a character alive that can't cure. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Cinnamon has fainted!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach just stands back with a bored look on his face.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">... hey wait. Where's my cure power. &gt;:\

Calrach:<font color="#000000">End turn.

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">APE ATTACK!

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">...Yeah, all the ones that COULDN'T Cure died, M I RITE?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">There's totally room up here in the Gorilla-pounding zone if you want to -- oops brb getting punched by gorilla

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 5 + 10 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+6 = 6 + 6 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; GORILLA PAUNCH!

* Thomas Lazarus intercepts the blow with a low clang against his shield.

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">Whiff. =3=;

Tathi has received initiative.Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">PEW PEW! Here comes some magic missiles at Cocoa! &#171; &#160;2d4+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">End turn.

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">It's dragging one arm more than usual.

Aelian has received initiative.Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow at point blank range, and lets fly at Cocoa!! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 15 + 11 = 26&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

VAE:<font color="#000000">gorilla paunch? did it hit thomas with its gut?

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">You soundly proved me wrong. You COULD do better against a zombie with a bow, and did.

Sszeyl has received initiative.Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Moot point.&quot;

* Liatai has Donkey Kong Country music playing. =3=

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Sudden afk. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oops.

* Edaric keeps playing. &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 8 + 13 = 21&#160;  &#187; Perform for the heck of it...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... =3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Does he have a tessen slash macro'd?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+mod = 11 + 2 + 1 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Fan slash! &#171; &#160;1d6+3 = 5 + 3 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage!

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Whiff.

Flint Carthan has received initiative.Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 2 + 8 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 1 + 8 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+6 = 2 + 6 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+6 = 3 + 6 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Fffffff sonofa -- &gt;:O

Elros has received initiative.Landon Skar has received initiative.Landon Skar:<font color="#FF0000">Hmm. Well.

* Landon Skar wings a holy water flask at Cocoa's big dopey forehead (&gt;:O)! &#171; &#160;1d20+5+2+1 = 1 + 5 + 2 + 1 = 9&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;2d4 = 5&#160;  &#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The ones. D: Landon Skar:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sorry Tom.&quot; =3=;

* Thomas Lazarus dribbles. &gt;:|

* Cadamon Gardner throws holy water! &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;2d4+1 = 6 + 1 = 7&#160;  &#187;

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.* Thomas Lazarus ducks this time. =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I'm seriously thinking we have like a 30/70 split of hitting Tom's back to enemies when it comes to holy water. :B ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thomas is... very blessed? :B *holy water'd*

TMG:<font color="#000000">and it's a good thing we DO use just holy water.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Harmless to Thomas's butt. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Speaking of which, Tech, Gnogglebolt's turn. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Though yeah, his ass is pretty Holy by now.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just saw Thomas get beaned by -another- vial of holy watter. He just stands there. -3-;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">end turn

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I pretty much am just not at all surprised when I feel glasses beginning to shatter against my back en masse when an undead behemoth attacks me. It's part of the rush, really.

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sword &amp; board vanilla swing! &#171; &#160;1d20+4+7+2+2+1 = 1 + 4 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">FFFFFFFFFFFF &gt;:O

Hakutaku:<font color="#FF0000">IT'S CRYSTAL SPIDER ALL OVER AGAIN

Miron has received initiative.Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">bwahahahaah!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Regarding holy water and Tom's rear end... Panel 6. :B http://thecrowchan.deviantart.com/art/S-dA-ROUND-THREE-PART-III-67908933

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron takes a bottle of holy water, and throws it overhead &#171; &#160;1d20+4+1-2 = 8 + 4 + 1 - 2 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Ranged Touch.

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">Finally! One hits not-Tom!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=w=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">miss?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Damage.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll damage.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2d4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;, was it?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Please roll damage and attack at the same time? ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep!

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">And it hits well.

Calrach has received initiative.Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So, hey.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Could Calrach move 15 feet Tomward and then 5 feet up?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He could.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If he's not going to twiddle his thumbs this round. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">huh?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Your turn.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gonna spider climb or twiddle your thumbs? :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Meh, another idea.

GM:<font color="#000000">Okay, who's actually here and paying attention aside from Tech and Hatari? :P

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach decides he's too bored to keep standing around, and pulls out a vial of ho,ly water. Toss! &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">SMASH!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Damage! &#171; &#160;2d4 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">It's starting to look weak...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... A predictable response. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">crap, brb

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">But it still manages to swing at Tom! &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 11 + 10 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+6 = 3 + 6 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">Assume turn pass and quiiet following along

* Thomas Lazarus is gorilla-tough! &gt;:O

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">oops.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">PEW PEW! Here comes some magic missiles at Cocoa! &#171; &#160;2d4+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">done!

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">Oof! SO close! Aelian, see if you can cut that thread it's hanging on by!

Aelian has received initiative.Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow at point blank range, and lets fly at Cocoa! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 5 + 11 = 16&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">Just BARELY.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">End turn!

Cocoa:<font color="#000000">It's not often you see a zombie downed by an arrow. But we've just seen it now.

GM:<font color="#000000">Combat over!

* Thomas Lazarus hesitates, eyeing the bodies.

GM:<font color="#000000">... now who's here? =3=;;;

* Thomas Lazarus slowly rebraids his sword and shield.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Clean. Good.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A healer is never happier than when he isn't needed.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Any mid-session noms?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">A little woozy, but still here. ^_^

TMG:<font color="#000000">Back.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ahum....

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh hell yes.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Back. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Calrach, for tappity-tap-tap-tap!

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( I refuse all noms my way. |B ))

* VAE mrows

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for punz.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Thomas, for CHAAARGGGE!!!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Edaric for THIS IS NO LAUGHING MATTER. STOP LAUGHING.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Miron for dark knowledge hijinx. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hrm...

VAE:<font color="#000000">google/

VAE:<font color="#000000">that'd be helpful

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Flint for Your Locks Opened in 18 seconds or less or it's free!

TMG:<font color="#000000">it's...hard to nominate because it's hard to keep straight who's an NPC and who's a PC (nevermind which PC players are actually HERE )

TMG:<font color="#000000">^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">lulz

VAE:<font color="#000000">Flintlock?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Flint for &quot;Im in ur castle, openin ur lockz&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Miron for more of the usual Inquisitorial brotherhood lulz. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Four hours. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( And we've cleared one floor. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( =3=;; ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would help if one turn in a round didn't take us five minutes. :|

GM:<font color="#000000">Edaric - 100 XP - I don't have any ranks in Perform Comedy, stop laughing. D: GM:<font color="#000000">Flint - 100 XP - Substitute Rogue.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( True. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 100 XP - The Sleeping Dragon Wakes.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron - 100 XP - Back in the Swing of Things.

GM:<font color="#000000">Calrach and Tathi - 100 XP - Don't Tap the Glass. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Now then! Upwards or downwards? :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">I'd say down.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Get the slimes murdered first.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">=3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Wait. WAIT. &gt;:O

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So. Basement, or up a floor?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Phew.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20-1 = 16 - 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or treasure chest?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So....what next. Down to take care of the slimes, or up to the tower?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Treasure chest?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">I say C!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;No treasure right now.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a finger, inhales --

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But then Edaric says it anyways and he deflates. :|

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach runs over to the levers, and hits the one that led to the chest he found yesterday

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Edaric said something?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Let's find either a large group or something big to kill..&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey. D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">K-chunk!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright! I wanna see if there's anything good in this chest.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Within this chest, there are 80 platinum pieces, 1200 gold pieces, and 6000 silver pieces, in addition to a bolt of fine dark silk brocade woven with delicate silver threads twining through it in a vine pattern (6000 GP), a bag of rare spices (100 GP), a pair of porcelain six-sided die which have dots made of bright red rhodocrosite (500 GP), an viscous black liquid that smells like charcoal in a vial, and two scrolls of arcane writing. There is also one arrow. Just one.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. May have a trap on it. Who wants to go first? :D &quot; Calrach waves and calls down the hallway--

Calrach:<font color="#000000">nevermind. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Since we have a bag of holding (or.. three) we may as well just deposit it and move on in one trip.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Recordan ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( One sec, getting loot log up. ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He runs in headfirst after it. :B

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">... halflings. =w=;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooooooh. Shiny stuff! Probably worth a LOT of money!&quot;

* Miron wonders about the ball in the corner. It looks alien.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything useful, or just shiny?&quot;

* Sszeyl facepalms.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Right then. I think there was a smithy down below that we never investigated.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Anything good in there?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Although I'm not sure just what I'll use against that slime.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Isn't your sword magical?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see some scrolls here! Hang on, lemme try and read them.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus starts.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wait. I know exactly what to do!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus dons a mischievous look.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach speaks Draconic, and has ranks in Knowledg (arcana) Can he read the scrolls?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Calrach, please come with me.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Spellcraft or Read Magic.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">No spellcraft, no read magic. Damn. :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach picks up... the -entire chest- and pulls it out into the hallway.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just put it in a bag, halfling. Tom's calling for you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Calrach, no.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Do what Flint says. :B&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah? What's up?&quot; He says. There is just something -wrong- about a two-and-a-half- foot halfling carrying the entire chest on his shoulder. It's bigger than he is, for crying out loud!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Foo, I'm possessed by a Dragon.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Tathi's possession prone, walking around a haunted caslte.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Gnogglebolt's steampunk.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Miron's a dwarvish gnome.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(is the chest Object going to follow Calrach?)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, just put it in a bag and go. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Elros is the least talkative thing in the universe.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">I beg to differ.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">And Aelian sleeps with a pyro.

Miron:<font color="#000000">You are possessed, if anything, only by an elevated sense of self-importance.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">You're par for the oourse.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">course*

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">The fact that you can beg to differ means you're already more talkative.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Baw.&quot; Calrach dumps all the chest's contents into a bag, and drags the bag behind him.

Miron:<font color="#000000">And i'm not &quot;dwarvish&quot;. Though, dwarves are fine fellows.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay. What's up?&quot; Calrach says to Thomas.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I have a plan to save us about two more hours of breach and clear. =3=;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He's still dragging the bag unless someone else takes it.

* Thomas Lazarus had been contemplative for some time. He speaks quietly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'd like you to go into the room two doors south of here, into the pit-trap, and attract any slimes to its bars.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll be ready in a few minutes.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uh....okay.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Just what are you planning?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Holy rain.&quot; He remarks with closed eyes.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;This one?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Ahh.

Miron:<font color="#000000">That's a good one!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">And he leaves the bag of loot in the hallway for someone else to grab.

* Landon Skar shoulders it easily.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;This one, big guy presit?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After a bit, Tom's eyes open and he approaches.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or the next room?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">*priest

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ah, yes. That one will do.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mkay.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach walks down the pit wall.

TMG:<font color="#000000">shall I switch to basement map?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep. You're placed now. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hopefully this will work as well as Tathi's spell and wipe them out in one go, to spare us a protracted battle.&quot;

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">Bllllllorp.

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">Blllll -- hang on this is a tight fit---

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey! hey you! Gelly!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Over here, you blorpy pile of goo!&quot;

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">BLORP

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach tosses a pebble at it.

* Pile of Dull Orange Jelly reaches up a pseudopod...

* Thomas Lazarus draws a flask of holy water from his belt and narrows his eyes.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;WHOA!&quot; Calrach scurries back up the pit wall.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good work, friend.&quot; He mutters a prayer, and the vial empties.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">1F now. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Having delightful amounts of fun?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'kay. It's right below.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus casts Holy Storm! 20ft radius emanation of (indoor) magical rainfall begins pouring. 2d6 unresistable damage per round for 7 rounds, jellies. &gt;:O

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">And still reaching up.... &gt;:O

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;14d6 = 54&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">OW.

* Thomas Lazarus is soaked in yet more holy water. =w=;

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">And it's STILL moving.

* Thomas Lazarus huffs lightly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..They're so tough. It didn't quite work.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Huh.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. To the basement, then. Unless anyone would like to take more pot-shots at it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Psst.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Fireball. :U&quot;

* Sszeyl heads downstairs.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks down at his spear. &quot;Gotta get this thing fixed up...&quot; He shrugs and looks up. &quot;Right, let's go down.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I may do just that.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; as two rays of silvery light shoot down into the hole.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Ololol.

* Cadamon Gardner peers into the pit.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what are these things made of? Cuthbert's cudgel.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, letting the puppy out.

Tathi has received initiative.Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Did anybody open door 6?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Brother Thomas, perhaps you'd like to let brother Skar and myself take point? Our weapons will not split the creature.&quot; The priest holds up a mace. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Such a lovely, dreary place it is down here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;True enough.&quot; He steps back.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Labels have been updated.

TMG:<font color="#000000">is Aid still in effect?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would have had a 7 minute duration. All told, probably not.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Time for me to start making dinner. brb.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Full defense, and...

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Funky-smelling roast: Value of 3 cp!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Trading tessen for nunchuku.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Has the Bull's Strength worn off yet? :o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not sure. *chex*

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 8 + 8 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">Double staff swing! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 9 + 8 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 8 + 8 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 2 + 4 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afraid so, Sszeyl. Also 7 minutes.

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">=3=;;;;;

Pile of Dull Orange Jelly:<font color="#000000">Mellllllllllt.

* Cadamon Gardner flicks ooze off his mace. &quot;There we are. All clear.&quot; :3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah. That was quick.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">back for a bit

* Thomas Lazarus looks around briefly.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks to Brother Thomas' spell, quite.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;What the?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Good.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;There's something weird over here.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Hmm, brother Cadamon. Have any Holy Water potions left? Used up mine.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Plenty. How many do you need?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Something weird?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, let's check if there are any more--huh? Something weird?&quot; :o

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">8 left in the stock.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach scurries over to Sszeyl.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Let's say, three. Serves for one-two battles

* Thomas Lazarus frowns with a distasteful look.

* Flint Carthan scowls. &quot;Iron maidens.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">....where is sszeyl?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ah. Dungeon torture implements.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">26, -8

* Cadamon Gardner hands them over. The stock is now 5.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh, ick.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thought it would be a cool-weird, not a bad-weird...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Ick?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;What is it? :.&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Chest.&quot;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Rules for their use are in BoVD.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Iron maidens and 'the rack'.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Whoa! BIG spider! Brb, catchin'

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Ah.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Torture implements, drow.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Thank you, brother.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Le open. :U

Miron:<font color="#000000">A drow doesn't recognise torture implements? I believe that about as much as a gnomish kid that doesn't like to play with firecrackers.

GM:<font color="#000000">When you open this box, there is a flash of silver light. Its source is clear when you open the box completely... a gilded wooden totem statue of a gryphon wearing a benevolent, watchful expression, with talons made of solid gold, wreathed in silver heatless continual flame. It's roughly as large as a housecat. (9000 GP)

GM:<font color="#000000">The gryphon is seated on a bed of 50 platinum pieces and 5,400 gold pieces.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps theirs are different.&quot; ^^;

* Sszeyl pointedly gives Cadamon a look.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. What is that?&quot; :.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Recorded.

* Cadamon Gardner doesn't make any outward signs one way or the other.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Also recorded. ))

* Teeny Rin loots!

Miron:<font color="#000000">Now, what I find odd is that these are all empty.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs at Miron. &quot;Well.. I think they probably weren't empty.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or whether these things were here before Pamela appropriated the place or after.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Cadamon, think this would look good on your desk back in Castleton? :3&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm, what'd be the check to see if there's any blood stains, and if, what's the approximate age (i.e. a day, or a week)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But the leftovers are swashing around in those jellies we've killed.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Back.

TMG:<font color="#000000">no, wait. Brb again

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me? Oh heavens no.&quot; ^^; &quot;To start, I don't have a desk.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl.. that's the poorest attempt at bribery if i ever saw one.

* Sszeyl makes a Lord give me strength face.

* Thomas Lazarus examines the statue briefly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">No wait.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Give me patience.

* Thomas Lazarus casts a Detect Magic orison! 3 rounds wait and exmanination ensues.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Because I'd so totally kill him with strength.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Back fo realz.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What does Tom learn? :3

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... in any case, it looks as though it might have had religious significance to someone.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, letting puppy in and putting fishsticks in over. :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Was an overgrown wolf spider.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It has the continual flame on it, but that's all.

VAE:<font color="#000000">killed it?

VAE:<font color="#000000">hm, what'd be the check for the above? search?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mm. It seems like it's just ornamental.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Who has the bag of holding? :o&quot;

* Landon Skar holds it up. &quot;Mm.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We have like four. I refuse to even acknowledge loot as corporeal. I just record it. ^^;

* Sszeyl dumps the chest's contents into it, careful to mind the statue.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No, didn't kill. Just caut in a cup and released in the bushes outside.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm...so, we took out the allip. That's one side-job done.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Wait...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, if I were a white stag stature, where would I hide...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;There were a couple of rooms in the kitchen that we didn't look in.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah, don't forget those rooms.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shall we move out, then?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Knowing Pamela?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;It's in her bedchambers.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might as well get those kitchen doors done.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">making fishsticks, feeding puppy, very much afk. XP

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 9 + 6 = 15&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Listen.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Quiet. And -cold.-

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Nothing behind here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;But it's quite cold. :o&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;SHall we first get the door in here?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Le open.

TMG:<font color="#000000">where'd Sszeyl go again? :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Corpse alert.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">meany?

* Cadamon Gardner mutters a brief prayer.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Where is Sszeyl? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">4,-25.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, nvm

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;What is this?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;3d6 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; nonlethal cold damage to Sszeyl...

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Quite cold.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm?&quot; Gnogglebolt cranes his head through the doorway. &quot;Oh. Eugh.&quot; He turns away, with a hand over his mouth.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Who's got a torch? :o&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Whatever it is, it felt like it was sucking the heat right out of you.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Definitely magic, that.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Knowledge (dungeoneering) if you have it!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Musn't keep forgetting how depraved things in this castle, were...&quot; Gnogglebolt looks downcast again.

* Thomas Lazarus looks in curiously.

* Thomas Lazarus dons a terse frown, but remains mute.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#990033">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21&#160; <font color="#990033">&#187; Knowledge D.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... clever, if disgusting.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;That doesn't match any of the recent Blackwood disappearances, does it?&quot;

<i><font color="#0000ff">Foxthulhu-Sama has connected.

</i>Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;It doesn't matter, does it?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does't it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It could...&quot; He sighs briefly.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good point.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll retrieve..&quot; squint. &quot;Him.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;One moment.

* Thomas Lazarus hikes his cloak up a bit.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...You know, I then have to wonder.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You might want to hit that bottle with a bit of cold first.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Calrach, how's the other room sound?&quot;

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Aha, is working!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's brown mold. It lives off heat.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hit it with cold?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where in the world did Pamela get all the bodies for these?&quot; Calrach waves his hands at the dust'd &quot;maids&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Calrach.

Miron:<font color="#000000">They are skeletons.. she might have very well raided a graveyard.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything cold will kill it right away, though.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well, as the story goes..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Those were the easiest of all.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Zombies on the other hand are usually fresh.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They were her maids when they were alive, too.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Blech. Damn necromancers.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">peeking in

Miron:<font color="#000000">So many of them?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach listens carefully at the door he's at. Taking 20.

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs slightly.

* Miron doesn't buy that explanation

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All quiet.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a castle, Miron.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Could be. It's a massive estate.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;This door sounds empty. Shall I open it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Even my family had a few servants. And ours is nowhere near this size.&quot;

* Sszeyl takes out a blanket, and huddles. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Mmm. Warm.

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">So, Techy, you said you had something for me?

Miron:<font color="#000000">Yes. A castle. Those are defensive, military structures.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; oh yes.

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c73/george852/PlasmaMarine.jpg You'll appreciate that, I'm sure. |D

* Edaric looks at Thomas curiously.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Let's wait for them to finish business with the mold first, Calrach.&quot;

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Try again, Techy. Link is crap.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Then move to that third room in the kitchen. =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, yes Miron, but rememebr that castles are defensive, military structures because they are homes to royalty&gt;&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c73/george852/PlasmaMarine.jpg

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Taffy. Got any cold magic?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, thanks hatari

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Nice.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">lulz at the marine.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I keep forgetting about MT's quirk with that. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">Not always. From what I know, plenty castles get build strategically. Also, i wonder what sort of royalty would want to live *here*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ooh, another one for you, Ram. http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v173/83/27/541850459/n541850459_857810_6308.jpg

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;In that case, it would be called a &quot;fort&quot;, Miron.&quot;

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Ha!

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">You have no idea how appropriate that is, Techy.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Lord Lundy, silly. ... Oh, right. You weren't with us when we learned this castle's fate.&quot; ^^;

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Just a couple days ago, I went and bought a Warhammer 40k starter set.

Miron:<font color="#000000">A fort.. hmm... my command on Common isn't as good as i thought.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Apparently, this whole structure was the property of an upright noble family before the Lord married Pamela. Seductress and hidden snake that she is, she murdered him and all of the servants not all that long ago.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, and then there was that...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The original owners kept it in respectable shape, I imagine.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">I see...

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two years.&quot; Leave it to a bard to remember these details.

Miron:<font color="#000000">But.. *how* did she exactly manage to seduce anyone?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ooh. And I was just reminded, from showing Ram those posters.

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow at Miron.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;You're not a human, Miron.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I've got another. Everyone, do NOT let Drayco see--wait.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Must have been magic.

TMG:<font color="#000000">*checks connections*

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;By human standards, she's gorgeous.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Oh, dan, he's still here. o.o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well, she is a pretty good actor. She sort of fooled us, too.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Nevermind! ^^

TMG:<font color="#000000">*oh dang

* Cadamon Gardner opens the door a crack.

Miron:<font color="#000000">I said it!

Miron:<font color="#000000">The cat.. it looked suspicious!

* Miron isn't fooled. Ever.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh, another chest!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach dives for it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Yes you are.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If I weren't accutely aware of all that she'd done up to this point, I might've been inclined to show her more kindness during the battle.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">You fooled yourself into thinking you don't hate yourself for not dying with the rest of your city.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">|D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Of course, I am aware. She wears a good face and nothing more.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*goes somewhat pale*

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Note, VAE. ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">*says nothing*

GM:<font color="#000000">It's treasure! And quite a bit of it. To start off, 120 PP and 1000 GP. A feathered talisman made from a peacock's feather (100 GP) rests on top of an ornate silver mirror (500 GP). A skull and a rod made out of ivory follow (120 GP, 500 GP), resting on top of a large red carpet (1000 GP). Three vials of liquid are also here. One is teal with a low viscosity and smells like fish; one is a transparent pale green, like water that has been run through chopped leaves, and smells very faintly of spearmint; and the last looks like molten silver and smells like candied pears. Last, but not least, there is a marble statuette of a stag here with horns of brown-tinted alabaster and eyes and hooves made of alexandrite; they seem to change color depending on how you tilt it. (1000 GP)

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( I use quotes to designate when I'm speaking. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( :B ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, getting fishsticks

VAE:<font color="#000000">then, use /ooc when not speaking

VAE:<font color="#000000">or italicise thoughts

Liatai:<font color="#000000">VAE, we all use that convention. ^^;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( :P ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aaaaahhhh.&quot; :D Calrach rubs the pretties.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If it's not in quotes, it's not spoken.

* Thomas Lazarus simply observes the treasure from afar, satisfied that no poisoned barbs shot out.

* VAE didn't was aware of that convention, even.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Aha.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What'd you find?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;That's the stag we're looking for.&quot;

* Sszeyl pulls out the sketch of it.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( -&quot; ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach starts carting stuff out to be put in Bags, too.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Thomas!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...! Ohey, you're right!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Flint!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;White stag statue!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Landon!&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus turns back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;There's still a door in here to check. :o&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...hate to part with it, but it'll go back to the inn.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;And there's one to check right here we're already at.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Mkay.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I just didn't notice the other door. =3=; ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Whoops.&quot; =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;It's alright.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;We have all day for this.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(hey hatari, did you manage to record loot on the lootdisc? :B )

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Or at least until the witch is hanged.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( I did. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes, I've gotten all of the Minklogs. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( =3=; ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Mkay. ^^

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 10 + 14 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen...

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed. I'd really like to know what the court will force out of her.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Although I'm under the impression it'll be a wholly unnecessary gesture in the end.

TMG:<font color="#000000">.....

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds empty. After you, Tom.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oooooooh.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yes.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Lia is usually pretty good about tagging and tracking.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yes. Yes. yes. A thousand times yes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;That's a good sign.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://stevencreech.com/images/posters/epic_golem.jpg

TMG:<font color="#000000">8D

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;An undead would still be at work.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus opens the door with his guard up!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Fort turtle. ))

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think we just found our missing persons.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus works his jaw. &quot;...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This must be ... her doll room.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh...oh dear.&quot; Gnogglebolt heard the words, and knows qwhat is around the corner, dreading to see it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Tathi.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">eating

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Book case.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner touches his holy symbol and utters a prayer before entering.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;And another door. :.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*as he enters, Miron makes the sign of the Cudgel*

Miron:<font color="#000000">. ..

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;A note.&quot;

* Sszeyl picks it up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hate this place, so much...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The works of a sick mind. It is our only solace that she'll justly pay for this.

Note:<font color="#000000">The note is written in Common, in curved letters...

Note:<font color="#000000">Human, male, young adult. Very tall, chin-length thin gray hair. Slight. A country maiden will suffice. X Human, male, no older than 35. Short gray hair. Dog will go very nicely in the stateroom. Dwarf, male, adult, brown beard, bald. Stocky. Human, female, young, Amayan, pink hair. Blue? X Gnome, male, young adult, short wild black hair, keen features. Where did they find so many gnomes? A fine-boned halfling will be an acceptable substitute. Gnome, male, old, scarred, and ugly. A short dwarf might be a suitable substitute if needed. Might just throw him to Margaret. Half-elf, male, young adult. Medium-length green hair, toned. Average height. Hair can be dyed postmortem. Cat will go nicely with Muffins. X Human, male, estimate 25-35. Very tall, waist-length white hair. Similar hair length will be crucial. Black? Elf, female, adult, straight chestnut brown hair. Red gem in the center of the forehead. Getting a similar look will be tricky. Postmortem will look unnatural. Living implantation most aesthetically pleasing, but difficult to pull off. Consult Morgan. Rat hardly worth preserving. Drow, male, young adult, white ponytail with no other hair. This will be a challenge. Drow/elf?

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and glances aside to Cadamon.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... This is why I cut my hair, first.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner bows his head.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Wait what.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What what?&quot;

<i><font color="#0000ff">Drayco is disconnected.

</i>Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Oh, she's talking about me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Thought she'd caught another drow.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;And I'd have to murder her. :.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Talking about you -- what?!&quot;

* Sszeyl hands over the note.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, by garl.&quot; Gnogglebolt says as he realizes what's on the 'note'

* Flint Carthan reads. His expression grows harder and angrier the more he reads.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn that witch.&quot;

* Flint Carthan all but slams the note onto the nearest table and walks away.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes.&quot; He remarks blandly.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Rat hardly worth preserving!?!? Why of all the indignity.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..But, we got her.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is done. It will never come to be.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The world is better, now.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed. brother.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;I disagree.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let us carry on.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;But this is not the time.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;But three people have already died because they happened to 'match' us in some twisted fashion.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">You disagree.. how &quot;unexpected&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus just shakes his head and doesn't look to Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You have a strange outlook of things.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;I see things as balance.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;The world will not be better until this place is given good karma to balance the bad she brought.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Many years of good karma. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The world is better since what she was planning to do shall never happen.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We meant better in that She can't do anything bad anymore, Sszeyl.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ending the murders is enough of a start for us. The heirs can work on the karma.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Shall we continue with these new doors?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's keep going. Door on the far wall?&quot; Gnogglebolt points &quot;south&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( lulz I didn't notice the doors again ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">We should keep this note, too.

* Cadamon Gardner is still looking at the bodies.

Miron:<font color="#000000">As a reminder.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( You fail spot checks forever. ))

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Cadamon and frowns.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You keep it if you want it. I don't want anything that witch has so much as touched.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Lieutenant commander?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... they shouldn't be left like this. Are there blankets anywhere nearby?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">I propose dragging them out and lighting a pyre.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, yeah...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*takes the note, if noone objects*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom collects some sheets from the undead maids. Atleast they're washed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should...try and bring the bodies with us on our way out. So the can have a proper burial by their families.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">I .. aren't sure if they can be identified, even

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...don't know what to do about all the -other- 'servants' we've found around the castle...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Look what she's done to the,

* Thomas Lazarus shares.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, another thing you missed, Miron.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">They can be identified fairly well.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;The half elven woman, at least...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three people went missing from Blackwood recently.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">I say, burn them. Noone shall ever make them rise that wy.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;She's been missed in the village.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*wa

GM:<font color="#000000">Despite the object image, the bodies are exquisitely well-preserved.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The three people who were described as missing...as the same as the ones in front of us.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner sets to work wrapping the bodies. It's clear he's done this before.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Ah, in that way, it's clear

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( Brb, bio. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">back

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...though, it will take a whole team from the village to take care of all the skeletons.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;At the end of the day, then. I suppose there's no avoiding it; this will be an all-day affair. As well it deserves to be.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But let's atleast make the castle safe for citizens to move through.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But yes. For later. We must ensure that all last vestiges of active hostility are gone from here.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Damn her! Letting her live was a horrid mistake! She should have been slaughtered on the spot, as she rightly deserved!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">No. She deserves a public trial and a hanging

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Tathi.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Quotes or it didn't happen.

Miron:<font color="#000000">So that people see.

Miron:<font color="#000000">And feel that there *is* justice. That those like her will be disposed of.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">VAE, please use quotes? ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..She deserved to be. She should not have been. There is still something that may be learned from her by the Palm. And justice seen by the families of those she has stolen from. ... Some of them.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yes, danman. Please start using quotation marks.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I -know- I told you this, months ago, but you blew it off.

* VAE has a consistent system

TMG:<font color="#000000">It is not consistent with us, and that's what matters.

* Flint Carthan looks somewhat shaken, unusually.

TMG:<font color="#000000">The DM just told you to use quote marks.

VAE:<font color="#000000">&gt;.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Do it.

* VAE stares

* VAE 's been doing it this way for over a year now

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'll say &quot;thank you&quot; in advance.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yes, you have.

Flint Carthan: <font color="#000000">&quot;... and she planned to kill Smoke, too.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">And it's been bothering us for over a year.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Yeah, right.

GM:<font color="#000000">Uhm...

TMG:<font color="#000000">After having you gone for two months and not having to deal with it, we don't want to see it anymore. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">So please. Use quotes, end of story, and we can get on with our lives.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we stop arguing over punctuation for just a moment here and move on?

VAE:<font color="#000000">*stares again*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She said 'please', you don't have to get all confrontational. o_o

GM:<font color="#000000">I wouldn't have said it if I knew it would spark an argument.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, door along the wall, or not?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It is perfectly consistent the way it exists. The impersonation itself means quotes are redundant

* Cadamon Gardner finishes up, cleaning his hands with his ring of prestidigitation. &quot;.... yes. We seem closest to the southern door... which, if I'm not mistaken, is where Sszeyl heard the forge.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Right then.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Brother Carthan?&quot;

<i><font color="#0000ff">Meany is disconnected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Meany is disconnected.

</i>Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Comin'.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 2 + 14 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;...

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Clear.&quot;

<i><font color="#0000ff">Meany has connected.

</i>* Thomas Lazarus nods. Ye Olde Maneuver enacted!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... empty.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus enters cautiously.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Weapons.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So this would be the armory?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sifts through some debris with a greave.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Calrach walks through, and looks at the side to the scrap metla. He sighs.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">GNOGGLEBOTL

GM:<font color="#000000">6 bastard swords, 8 heavy crossbows, 4 longswords, 3 rapiers, and 4 shortspears are here for the taking, along with a darkwood buckler, a masterwork chain shirt, and an average lock. All are Medium-sized.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*Bolt

Sszeyl: <font color="#990033">(( :B ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebottle :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle Bottle?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Recorded.

VAE:<font color="#000000">hatari was first, grah

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't even get excited about -this-.&quot; He shakes his head and stays with the party.

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;There are no doors.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Hm, this is odd. I wonder who used the forge?

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">&quot;Shall we move on?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Hm.&quot;

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Oh, Techy!

Miron:<font color="#000000">I doubt that Pamela herself would be able to.

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Chat!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Is the forge hot?

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">Dammit ram.

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">I has something to tell you!

Sszeyl:<font color="#990033">We have the same text colur.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's been cool for about twelve hours. So it's warm, but not blazing hot.

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">I had it first.

TMG:<font color="#000000">He's just audience, ignore him. x3

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">And it's a little different.

Sszeyl:<font color="#999900">How's this?

Sszeyl:<font color="#999900">Does it burn eyes?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... nauseating. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Geeze, meany.

TMG:<font color="#000000">You don't need to keep changing your text color. @_@

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just keep it the way it was

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's OK by me

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( How about this? ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">neither is bad

VAE:<font color="#000000">both read well

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... this hasn't been cold longer than a day.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait...are you sure?&quot;

* Landon Skar nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Which makes my question even more important.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Large orange cat says hi. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..So someone besides who we dispatched was running it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We've been -gone- for almost exactly a day...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed so. And i doubt it were the undead.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone...or something...is still here.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or whatever was running it left.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;The door wasn't locked.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">And this is why she has to be interrogated.

* Smoke sniffs the air and growls.

* Thomas Lazarus immediately looks to Smoke.

* Flint Carthan blinks, then mutters... &quot;... now that you mention it...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uh-oh. The dog smells something?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You don't?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Weapons out, everyone. Look around.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Sniff.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't notice it at first, it's faint.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Sniff sniff.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ghast.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Tch..&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian readies his bow. Attack on the first undead bugger that jumps out at him.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 9 + 6 = 15&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Spot check. :O

Miron:<font color="#000000">*takes out his mace*

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 17 + 13 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi peers about, holding her wand ready.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... easy. It's clear.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Must be residual.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks up. As he likes to hide on the ceiling, he knows it's very very good place to hid. No one ever looks up.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">:B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Shall we continue, then?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus eases just a little.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;If there was still a ghast in here, we would've noticed the smell a lot sooner. You remember them, right, Guardians?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Couldn't forget it if I tried..&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, next door.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Brother Cadamon, I should like to let you take the lead for the moment, if you like. I suddenly feel inclined to keep our elves and bard within arm's reach.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;A sound idea.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Hey.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't complain. It just means I like you.&quot; He remarks with the faintest hint of a joke.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;What, not the halfling? I feel insult--I have been insulted!&quot; Calrach pipes up.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;What, not the halfling? I feel insult--I have been insulted!&quot; Calrach pipes up.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">\He pouts for a moment...then drops it as he can't keep a straight face and giggles.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good one.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't retort. |B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;You have Landon to protect you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">:B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Barrels.&quot;

* Landon Skar pats the halfling's head. &quot;Then stick near us.&quot; -w-

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks up at Landon and sticks out his tongue. &quot;Right.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stinks of embalming fluid in here...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gags.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Wimps.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ten guesses as to what is in the barrels..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those...two doors over there. Lead to where we've already been.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;One more door.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;One door...over there. Think it's the last one.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Then we're done with this floor.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;On this floor, at least.&quot;

* Edaric knocks on a barrel. &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160;  &#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, wait...one more, straight ahead.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 8 + 6 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen...

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... this one's hollow, at least.&quot;

* Edaric peeks. &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21&#160;  &#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;That door leads to the slime room, Gnoggle.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... would you look at that.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, it does? Oh, right.&quot;

* Edaric leans into the barrel... then pops out, puts part of his cloak over his mouth and nose, and pops in again.

* Thomas Lazarus does look at that. :.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hidden in the barrels are two chunks of alexandrite (500 and 600 GP), a piece of polished lapis lazuli (9 GP), a moss agate (12 GP), a silver pearl (90 GP), a piece of tourmaline (90 GP), a dull red translucent potion, and a silver rod engraved with an image of a flaming circle being carried on swirls that look like gusts of wind.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Huh.&quot;

* Edaric pulls his head and arms out holding gems. &quot;Shiny things!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">ROD :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hatari; heh.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Guess we need to check them.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari punches out Ghost, sprints for rod!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi eyes the rod. &quot;Curious.&quot;

* Ghostwish grabs Hatari by the legs! &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

* Dr. Hatari tussles!

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ze jacket has shrunk, I look like ze whore! I mean, LOOK at zis!&quot; &quot;I -am- looking at 'zis'!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Le check.

VAE:<font color="#000000">AHAHHAHA

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Recorded.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 18 + 6 = 24&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Listen &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 5 + 6 = 11&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Spot? :.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Last Days of FOXHOUND were awesome

GM:<font color="#000000">Most of the other barrels are full of perfume, embalming fluid, and some wine, but the rest contain the rest of the already-listed shinies.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">To the door?

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 7 + 14 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;...

* Flint Carthan pales visibly.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... hey Tom?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ayeah?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You wouldn't happen to have another one of those holy rain spells, would you?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... that bad?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Why? What is it?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 18 + 6 = 24&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Listen.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;That bad.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs a bit. &quot;'Fraid not. Got a smite, and a growth.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Besides that, my sword.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't even make out how many there are in here. Too many.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh boy.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sounds like this is your bag, Tathi.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi narrows her eyes.. &quot;Open the door.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gonaa be a rumble, hh?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh, I can help!&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;...How do you feel about turning today, Thomas?&quot; ^^;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*once again, prepares a bottle of holy water* Ah well, here it comes again.

* Thomas Lazarus nods at that. &quot;Got two more turnings in me.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. Sszeyl, you may want to step back.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Flint, were you able to get what sort of undead;s there?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi readies what has to be one of her signature spells. Fireball.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;From the shambling? Zombies.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Many, many, many zombies.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach pulls out a small vial of green fluid pre-emptively.

Miron:<font color="#000000">uh-huh

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;This should help, too!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just need a clear path, no one in my way. Flint, move in right -after- I go?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right. I'm gonna unlock the door, then open it on three. Get ready.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm banking on Tathi and a few turnings being good enough.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods at Flint. He grips his amulet.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'ready!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ready..&quot; Tathi says as she begins to concentrate.\

* Cadamon Gardner begins to pray...

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&gt;:\

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 13 + 7 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">CLICK!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Just in time for the money-back garauntee. *brick'd!*

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach holds the vial up to his mouth.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">o_o;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi gestures and chants, and then flings her hand forward, sending what looks to be an arrow made out of fire towards the enemy... That is, until it suddenly detonates with an ear-pounding explosion, dealing &#171; &#160;7d6 = 28&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; fire damage to every poor sap unlucky enough to get caught in it! Reflex 17 for half!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He gulps down the contents right away.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Zombie Horde:<font color="#000000">That... is a lot of zombies.

Zombie Horde:<font color="#000000">And I do mean a lot.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Moments late, bubblying, steaming green ichor begins to drip out of his mouth, he takes a deep breath...and WHOOOSH.

Zombie Horde:<font color="#000000">Some are half-zombies. Some have their heads caved in. Some are missing parts. All look hungry.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After the fireworks are done flying, Thomas unleashes his readied turn undead attempt. &#171; &#160;1d20+7+2 = 3 + 7 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d6+7+2 = 7 + 7 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">There we go, finally.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d6+9 = 8 + 9 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mathing, please hold...

* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;32/2 = 32 / 2 = 16&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;32/2 = 32 / 2 = 16&#160; &#187;.Calrach:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d8+1d8+1d8+1d8+1d8+1d8 = 2 + 8 + 6 + 1 + 6 + 1 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage! DC 11 reflex save for half

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Undead of up to 7 HD may be turned, and 16 HD worth of such undead end up actually turned. 3 HD undead are dusted. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">x3

Zombie Horde:<font color="#000000">DUST'D

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;......&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">no, wait

TMG:<font color="#000000">DC 14

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">BOOM-BOOM-B-BOOM B-B-B-BOOOOM.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">o_o;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... that was significantly less threatening than feared.&quot; ^^;;;;;;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">NU-NU-NNN-N-N-NUC-NUCLEAR LAUNCH DETECTED.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Well.&quot; As the entire corridor sizzles and fumes.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We did kind of give it our best.&quot;

* Flint Carthan swears reverently.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahhhhhh.&quot; Calrach wipes his mouth after he spewed a torrent of acid from it.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Bloody hell, what the *bleep* was that?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">:Love that rush.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Overkill. Delicious overkill.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Door.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beautiful. Because it didn't happen to us.&quot; -3-

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Shall we?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Oops. Forgot to describe the line as Calrach blasting a line of billowing acid from his mouth)

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, that's what Miron saw.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Since everyone else has seen it before.

* Edaric nudges Calrach as he passes. &quot;I still need to crib spell notes from you.&quot; :D

* Thomas Lazarus wafts a hand before his face. =3=;

* Flint Carthan is staring at the halfling a little. O_o

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach nods to Edaric. &quot;Right, the illusions. When we're done here.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks over to Flint's stupified face, and wiggles the now-empty vial.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Trade secret, my friend.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;How odd.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;This door is damaged.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">To expedite things, the DM opened the door.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach steps around the horde of zombies. &quot;Hmm? Another door?&quot;

* Flint Carthan peeks in.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... empty. Dead end.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I'll bet..&quot; He looks up.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach peeks in.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a lever on one wall, that's it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 20 + 6 = 26&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Spot.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Empty.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...well, that's supsicious.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Hmm, that looks like a containment room

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..That this was a pit-trap under the main entrance or some such.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;A totally empty room? I don't believe it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;...Calrach.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Tie some rope around yourself.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Then wall walk to the lever, and flip it.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks back to the drow inquisitively.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... or use the mage hand.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;If anything dangerous occurs, we can yank you back.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh, right.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;I'm trying to make him forget he has that hand.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;So he'll be less tempted to prank with it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">^^;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach just sticks his tongue out at the others.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Life's made for adventure. I take option C.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Where's that rope? :U&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He...walks -on- the wall, right next to the lever, so it's the 'floor' to him. He pulls it.

GM:<font color="#000000">K-chunk!

GM:<font color="#000000">The ceiling opens up.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha, knew it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;oh no.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You were right, Tom. I can see daylight.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Isn't this right under the moat? =3=;;;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Or is it the courtyard.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">...is there the sound of rushing water?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's the courtyard.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh no.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">AUTUMN LEAVES.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">CHORES D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">RUN TERRI

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD XD XD!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">(was saving in case there was water, but will suffice anyway.)Pushthelever!Pushthelever!Pushthelever!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">K-chunk.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The ceiling closes.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mkay. I think we're done here, right?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;To the second floor?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose that covers most everything but the second tower.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;And.'

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;The east tower.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Fatigue check, everyone awake enough for the second floor?

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed. I wonder where does this lead to thought

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( I'm good. ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">*though

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm awake and alert. Dunno about everyone else.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Ghostwish is crashing. ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">If it's under the moat... we could carry the corpses here and then lift them up with a cantilever of sorts.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( His texan heart can't handle so much activity after dinner not involving guns. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Or football. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( |B ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">getting a bit fatigued here.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*KERBLAM*

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( I totallt called that. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh, sorry Meany. Was that your foot?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( No, that was your mom. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( I can see the resemblance, though. |B ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( I kee. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">keed*

GM:<font color="#000000">Let's speed to the second floor, then. Got any noms before we ascend?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Tathi+Tom+Cal+Cad. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">For ONE SHOT.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Flint and Tathi.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Or.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Alternatively.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And Cadamon.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Broadside.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">For haunting reactions to seeing the heart of Pamela's depravity.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( =3= ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Shall we, then? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Vworp to the 2nd floor? ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm pretty sure its been 7 minutes since Shield of Faith.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi, Tom, Cadamon, Calrach - 100 XP - Arcanodivine NUKE.

GM:<font color="#000000">Flint, Tathi, Cadamon - 100 XP - Reaction Time.

GM:<font color="#000000">Prepare for vworpage!

GM:<font color="#000000">I led you up the eastern tower this time. :3

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 10 + 14 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Clear.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus flings the door open.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright...oh yeah, these are the floors we didn't bother to even stop at.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Be ready for anything.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;There's a path ahead.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And we've still gotta find what was it that was manning the forge.'

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmm.&quot; He advances to the corner.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;It turns inward.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed.

GM:<font color="#000000">K-chunk.

GM:<font color="#000000">I kid. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: D: D: Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;The hall goes at least one hundred and twenty feet.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Wow, that's a -lot- of doors.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oops!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I suddenly feel less alarmed about the first room on the right. *brick'd!*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There. :B

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 19 + 14 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Clear.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Fancy.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;But...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;She wasted so much space...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;For a rug.&quot;

* Flint Carthan scowls.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seems obvious to me.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I suspect she hadn't gotten the bodies to populate it yet.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Look, drow. Like you can expect anything *sane* from her.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;She was starting to build a ballroom. She just lacked the dancers.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mm?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He nods after a pause.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 20 + 14 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Miron.'

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Completely clear.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Sane and smart are not the same thing.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Please remember that.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus opens the door on up.

* Thomas Lazarus flinches!

* Flint Carthan tenses momentarily.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... didn't sound like anything was moving in here...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">:D

* Flint Carthan hesitantly steps forward.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach summons up a spectral hand...and starts tipping over every single one.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;The deer he mentioned.. it was metal?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We already found the deer, Tathi.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;This is why you and Aelian shouldn't stare deeply into each other's eyes during missions.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;You forget the little things.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Like drow&quot; Tathi teases.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... this explains where she got the animals.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">*?

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach enters a giggle-fit after he's tipped over each taxidermied animal.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Taxidermied skins

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; This room bothers me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Oh, Tom.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's move on, please.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;It's just a tomb.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;You've been in tombs before.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You too, huh?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;This is not a tomb. It's a freak show.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... right. Let's move on.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 8 + 14 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 20 + 7 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There's a difference between an opponent you know, and a dozen surprise maybe-opponents in fierce poses.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Clear and open.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus swiftly opens the door. :x

Miron:<font color="#000000">Tom, don't let him distract you.

* Sszeyl fusion Dances with Tom.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're not maybe-opponents, or they would have jumped to unlife after I tipped them all over. :B &quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Form of Tomzyl! ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">I won't be concerned if he gets himself killed,not anymore, but you are actually useful

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;I think we found her bedroom.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you so sure you can't cow-tip zombies?&quot; He jokes nervously.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Carved ivory handle on that door.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe. We'll see.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Also, Miron.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Please try to remain professional on missions, hmm?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. Looks like it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Says the man that tried to ride a dire wolf.

Miron:<font color="#000000">A hostile dire wolf. at that.

* Cadamon Gardner clears his throat.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Yes, we've both erred.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gentlemen, please focus on the task at hand.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;. . . . .&quot; He sighs.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">More things to tip over! The spectral hand goes on a poking-spree.

* Sszeyl opens.

Miron:<font color="#000000">And i'm still finding out just how ha- Allright, brother Cadamon.

* Thomas Lazarus gives a ... grieved? look at the various decor, cushions, animals, and etcetera.

GM:<font color="#000000">750 GP, two pieces of aquamarine (500 GP, 700 GP), a blue star sapphire (900 GP), a bright red carnelian (30 GP), two orange pieces of citrine (50 GP, 70 GP), a pink pearl (110 GP), a pair of delicate feathered gloves (50 GP) with a matching pair of light feathered boots (100 GP) and masquerade mask (70 GP), and finally, a long winter coat made with ermine fur, with buttons made of adamantine (5000 GP).

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi winkles her nose at the bed.. &quot;Is anyone expressly opposed to the idea of torching the bed?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Tathi, want the coat? =3=&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian quirks an eyebrow. &quot;What purpose would that serve?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It belongs to someone else now. Leave it alone.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I don't want anything she's touched.&quot; Tathi says, shivering. &quot;And I think it would be a nice bit of petty revenge.&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Revenge?

Miron:<font color="#000000">She won't even find out about it/

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">That &quot;mm&quot; was to Tom. =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Mm. Perhaps Swallowtail would like it, then.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's sort of hard to tell, thanks for clarifying Landon XD

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have to agree, leave it alone, Tathi.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 14 + 14 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If the rightful owner wants to burn it, they may.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two skeletons.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 4 + 14 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Thomas Lazarus is staring at Mr. Giggles cushion.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Empty.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Landon, want to take the skeletons? =3=&quot;

* Landon Skar nods.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">Door le open.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">Door le close.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( From beyond the door. ))

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">Sounds of undead-bashing carnage ensue.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Sounds of monstrous chaos. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( =3= ))

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Done.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Anything besides undead in there?

VAE:<font color="#000000">hm, folks,

* Landon Skar holds the door open. &quot;Armoire.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">how to turn off token albels?

VAE:<font color="#000000">they somehow switched on

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Double click on token

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( And erase the label. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The line below title should have the labels

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You can just clear it

VAE:<font color="#000000">no, i mean, all of them

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. Well..

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Yeah, you can't. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">there were none, and now there are

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( You need to erase them individually. ))

* Flint Carthan peeks in.

VAE:<font color="#000000">or i'm hallucinatig

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... silk, perfumed flowers.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Tsk.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">fuck it, can live with them

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;She couldn't even get real flowers...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Oh well.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Moving on.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;One fancy bath. Nothing hostile here. Next!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Coming, Tom?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It's starting to feel like we've cleared this place out..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Still one ghast somewhere.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus is still staring with a gaunt look. He absently glances to Ed.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;And a tower.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Sorry. Sure.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or whatever was here has cleared out by itself.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Copper for your thoughts.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#CC6600">Ru said it Frint.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

* Thomas Lazarus mutters in passing, &quot;There is no way I'm going to talk about it in front of these people. Maybe later.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Hey what the hell. I'm totally not Shaggy. &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ready.&quot;

* Edaric nods.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Lovely.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Brb, gettin' grub

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might as well start from the top.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Click!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, should we do the other side of this hallwa--&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Le open.

* Flint Carthan peeks.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just a bath in here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry Gnogglebolt. Safe is just too slow. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">10 winter blankets!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The one that goes more towards the hallway we -came- from, so it's more systematic...and no one listens to me. Right. Nevermind.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( XD ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Ooh, nice.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( That was awesome. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Also WHOAH. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">XD at gnogglebolt

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I got some McDonalds chicken Mcnuggets. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( ... And they aren't shitty this time ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( :O ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Madness. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Not possible. o.o

Miron:<i><font color="#000000">What should I say, right?

</i>Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( You speak in tongues, sir! ))

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bottom ones, you said, right, Gnogglebolt?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND ))

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Click.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... cloth.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Laundry room...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;And given the lack of water facilities.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;The next one should be washing.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Hey what, are you metagaming. :P *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Heh.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">yeah, right. you're the &quot;expert&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Barbarus wil want the furs.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;And yes, I am, since I designed my own home.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">:|

Miron:<i><font color="#000000">I wonder if the drow ever wash anything

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Atleast they're not demon furs this time.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances about.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;What the.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 10 + 9 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;There's something on the floro.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">floor*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;By the flowers.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Over here.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Thomas, Sszeyl, roll Spot as well.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 14 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;?&quot;

You whisper to Meany: You miiiiiiight want to steer clear of the laundry barrel. Something just moved in it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Movement.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;In the laundry barrels.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Or is it... the barrel itself?

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">A pseudopod of laundry lashes out at Sszeyl! &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 8 + 9 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Hey! &gt;:O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ahahaha. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Ow!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Roll Reflex, Sszeyl!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What the hell!?&quot; Tathi yells, pulling out her wand.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 13 + 6 = 19&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Ref save!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;LAUNDRY ATTACK! &gt;:O&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">TERRI RUN

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Jeez, what was in that laundry?! It's all sticky! But you avoid getting stuck.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Give me a moment to get init set up.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Laundry -- attack?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">... I've seen weirder. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Stay out of it's reach!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;It's adhesive!&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll init!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 13 + 1 = 14&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Adhesive? Adhesive?!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Hmm, i guess having this sort of creature makes for automatic washing

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187;

Landon Skar:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've got that covered!! :D&quot; And calrach rushes forward. Init! &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 4 + floor((19 - 10) / 2) = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, Calrach, Miron, please set your init?

* Thomas Lazarus retroactively remembers that he should have taken half of Sszeyl's cold damage, and just now half of the 9 laundry damage. =3=;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I'm not even bothering with int. I'll stay back. Group's crowded enough as it is.

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 18 + 1 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">I'm set, though. :D

Flint Carthan has received initiative.Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 17 + 6 = 23&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Knowledge D. What be these?!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... that is either the most clever or just plain strangest mimic I have ever seen.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; dungeoneering

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 16 + 6 = 22&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge dungeoneering!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">MIMICS! &gt;:O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hatari: 1, Mimics: 3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">LET'S GO.

GM:<font color="#000000">You can blame Hatari and VAE for the inspiration for this so long ago with the soup pot mimic. :P

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">YOU-

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">No. Murder mimics first.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">People beyond the fourth wall later.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Since a skill check is standard, me, shall we move?

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Then end?

VAE:<font color="#000000">soup pot mimic?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mimics are monsters... well, you all know mimics. :B They're immune to acid and coated in adhesive.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Knowledge checks are free.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Knowledge checks are not a standard action. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They're a reaction.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Oh.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Well.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Move and attack if you like. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Otherwise you could not think and run at the same time.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">How shall we kill this, Me?

* Dr. Hatari is bricked!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can get within a 5-foot step to full attack. :3

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">HAVE AT THEE, CLOTHING DEMON.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 6 + 7 = 13&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 11 + 7 = 18&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; !!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d4+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; =3=;;

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">One hits! Roll damage and Reflex. -3-

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Hey, Me.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Do we use the mod in the parenthesis?

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">No. It's not undead. Now &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 2 + 8 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Reflex.

Unknown command: &quot;me's dagger is now stuck to the mimic.&quot;. Try /help for a list of commands.* Flint Carthan 's dagger is now stuck to the mimic.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Sonuvatwo...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Ooooh, Imma kill you so DAMN hard for that, barrel.

* Flint Carthan swears. &quot;Caltech -- Cal-- Whatever your name is! Be quick about that anti-adhesive stuff!&quot;

Calrach has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Caltech sounds like a dystopean weapons manufacturer. :B ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kyaaaah!&quot; Calrach shouts a few words that some might recognize as Draconic, and comes in stabbing at the thing! (and in his other hand, he reaches into his cloack and pulls out a small flask of clear fluid) Spear stab! &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 11 + 7 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Hit! Roll damage and Reflex.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Damage! &#171; &#160;1d6+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and reflex! &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 16 + 6 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Your spear does not stick in the barrel any longer than it needs to to do its work.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Can it be free action to hand something off to Flint?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">or move action?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Free is fine.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here! Use this, splash it on! I knew it'd come in handy some day!&quot; Calrach hands the flask to Flint.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Flint has +1 Universal Solvent

* Flint Carthan takes it in his recently-freed hand.

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">Two tendrils of clothes are reaching for Tom...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">brb

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He didn't notice the other barrel was also alive!

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 5 + 9 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+4 = 7 + 4 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">Does that 14 meet your touch AC?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Unfortunately, it does now!

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 1 + 13 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Prepare to wrestle the laundry!

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">Ffffff---

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Or not.

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">The barrel burbles.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 6 + 11 = 17&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">You wriggle free of the grasping clothes!

* Cadamon Gardner raises a hand and shouts as he enters -- a silver and gold light show begins anew! &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;5d8 = 21&#160;  &#187;!

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">OW I thought holy light only worked on undead!

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Searing Light is different, mimic. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus hasn't much besides his blade to level against this mimic.... so, being the uncreative man he is, HE DOES. &gt;:O (Domain power + 1 point power attack + 2-handed swipe. &#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 16 + 15 = 31&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10+13 = 3 + 13 = 16&#160;  &#187;)

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">POW! Roll Reflex.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">Your sword strikes and slides free!

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Tom: Bitch, PLEASE.

* You roll to yourself: 31-16 =&gt; 31 - 16 = 15Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">They shall call me Thomas the unclothed. Wait. =3=

Aelian has received initiative.Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">My lungs. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">They ache.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">*_* AoO!

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 1 + 9 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Haha.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">No.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">.... or not. Don't mind me.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow at point blank range, and lets fly at.. a barrel of clean laundry?! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 5 + 11 = 16&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">OW What do you have against couture? &gt;:O

Elros has received initiative.Elros:<font color="#000000">Elros swings his steel longsword! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 15 + 11 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 19 + 6 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">... I think we picked a bad fight, Clean.

Tathi has received initiative.Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Here comes the chopper.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Make peace with your gods.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">... what gods -do- mimics revere, Dirty? =3=

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">Beats me, I'm agnostic. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heeheehee. xD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghost, it's Tathi time!

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;We fight the strangest things..&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">There he is!

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Are you passing out at the keyboard, mister? =3=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">PEW PEW! Here comes some magic missiles at the clean one!! &#171; &#160;2d4+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Done!

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Yep.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">He's definitely passing out.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's not even 9:00 there. :|

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... what can I play that has to do with laundry? =w=;;;;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">x3

* Edaric improvs. :B &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 4 + 13 = 17&#160;  &#187; Inspire Courage!

Sszeyl has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">To melee.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Or not to melee.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Is that really the question? I thought you were a monk. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Yeah, I forgot for a sec.

* Liatai 's current soundtrack; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDfT9gkBVxk

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Say hello to my little magical friend.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6+mod = 4 + 6 + 3 = 13&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Drow strike! &#171; &#160;1d8+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Magical damage.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Sonuvafour.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hahaha, incredibly fitting.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">MATT'S THEME. :B I'm sure I've told the mimic story like four times.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually, I've never heard the mimic story. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Reflex, since it didn't hit? =3=

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Nope, no Reflex.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">But I think I'm gonna try hitting you again. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Short version: We're in a warehouse full of surprise mimics. His character dies. Body hits the floor. Party retreats.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Done.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He rolls up some sorcerer/rogue.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">They go back.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He dies.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 19 + 9 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+9 = 20 + 9 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+4 = 1 + 4 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Crit confirm &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 16 + 9 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Ow my liver.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He rolls up a third character and walks past the corpses of his last two characters in the same room.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Ow my other liver.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Riotous laughter from the other players.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">You are now grappled! By laundry! Oh the humility!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;10+9 = 10 + 9 = 19&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187;

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl takes 10 damage, Tom takes 9.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;19/2 = 19 / 2 = 9.5&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187;

Landon Skar has received initiative.* Thomas Lazarus takes 9 clean damage. =3=;;

* Landon Skar can do little more than rush into position!

Miron has received initiative.VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm there's only the one mimic, right?

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Two.

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">Nope, there are two.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Two, actually.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Hi.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">two

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Yep.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">With similar names.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Ghost's bordering collaps.

VAE:<font color="#000000">drop turn, either way. None near me.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">collapse*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Meany.

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, bio

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Whispers.

Flint Carthan has received initiative.Miron:<font color="#000000">*delays*

* Meany props Ghost up on stilts.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnoggleblt is now wondering what the heck is going on.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">What about whispers? |.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He just moves up a bit to see.

TMG:<font color="#000000">carry on

* Flint Carthan smashes the vial on the mimic! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 12 + 8 = 20&#160;  &#187; touch attack!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">His dagger falls to the ground, and Sszeyl finds his captor slighly less sticky. Move action to pick it up, end turn.

Calrach has received initiative.Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome! Hyah!&quot; Calrach thusts his spear at the mimic again! &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">OW. Roll damage, but no Reflex!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Hey, Me.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Where'd Smoke go?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Damage! &#171; &#160;1d6+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">There he is!

<i><font color="#0000ff">Drayco has connected.

</i>Smoke:<font color="#CC6600">Herro.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; dog to the rescue!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Or not. =3=

* Smoke is not so keen on biting clothes. =3=

Smoke:<font color="#CC6600">We'll get you next time.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">SIX'D

Smoke:<i><font color="#CC6600">Next time.

</i>Smoke:<font color="#CC6600">Soon.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">... you're starting to scare me, canine buddy. &gt;.&gt;;

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">Two pseudopods lash at Tom! &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 18 + 9 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+9 = 8 + 9 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+4 = 2 + 4 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Are they both touch?

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Where is everybody?

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">If that first one hits, consider yourself grappled! By dirty laundry!

TMG:<font color="#000000">2F

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">Nope, slam attacks.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">And I thought you guys were DONE or something...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment, I'll get you an audience token.

TMG:<font color="#000000">We're on the second floor, drayco

* Thomas Lazarus is engulfed!!

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, right, no token

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">RPING MACHINES, THE LOT OF YA!

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAb_0fdfkJM/TgKAGM2vsVI/AAAAAAAAFls/vRXLoWPQtFk/s1600/untitled.png

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Foxy.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cuuuuuuute. x3

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">I particularly like the speckled one.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;!&quot; Cadamon channels some spell energy... and... &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; touch &quot;attack&quot; on Thomas with Cure Critical Wounds!

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Wait. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Consider yourself healed for &#171; &#160;4d8+7 = 17 + 7 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage. I was trying to reach you through the clothes, sorry. D: Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">I could use somma that over here.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... wait. Isn't Sszeyl unconscious?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">*squish'd* Ohgodmyappendix.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nonlethal + lethal?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Yep.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Well, that sucks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thanks--&quot; He braces himself and makes a kicking motion. SHING! &#171; &#160;1d20+5+4-2 = 9 + 5 + 4 - 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 6 + 4 = 10&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; surprise damage, from hidden cat-blades &gt;:O

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">Hey, Me.

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">The mimic suddenly lets go.

Barrel of Dirty Laundry:<font color="#000000">CLANK.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#CC6600">We should get some of those.

* Thomas Lazarus falls. &quot;Oof!&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you all right?&quot; Cadamon leans over to help Thomas up.

Aelian has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Fine--how's Sszeyl? I felt a lot of backlash from the ward!&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Cadamon completely ignores the short sword sprouting from Tom's knee.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">back, just in time too!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian quickly fires off a pair of arrows in the span of a heartbeat, and at point blank range to boot! &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 5 + 9 = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+9 = 14 + 9 = 23&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">I'm second-in-command of a branch of an organization that deals with the weird and dangerous things the world has to offer.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It may be sort of vexing seeing the sheer volume of bandit-weaponry hidden in Thomas' armor. Barbarus kind of went all-out. ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">A hidden blade is nothing new... but that is a little concerning. &gt;.&gt;;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">All done!

Elros has received initiative.Tokens dropped onto map 'Castle Osyluth - 2F'Tathi has received initiative.Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">One arrow sticks.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">The other is swatted aside with a tie.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC6600">I regret nothing.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Let's see if THIS sticks!&quot; PEW PEW! Here comes some magic missiles at the clean money!! &#171; &#160;2d4+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">done!

* Edaric keeps playing...

Sszeyl has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Haha no.

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">The mimic starts to crush the drow... &#171; &#160;1d8+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Oop, there go my ribs. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Immediate action: Close wounds! &#171; &#160;1d4+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; healing for Sszeyl.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">:.

* Cadamon Gardner throws out a hand! &#171; &#160;1d4+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160;  &#187; Close wounds!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">I'm alive.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">And at full health.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And all nonlethal damage healed, too!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Doctored like a baws.

Landon Skar has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">The Drow suddenly squirms back to life, shining red eyes, pointed teeth ready to murder.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Then the seal kicks in.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">And he's normal. =3=

Landon Skar: <font color="#ff0000">(( Almost destroyed the token notes. o_o;;; ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( =3= ))

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot...

* Landon Skar unleashes a flurry of staff strikes on the remaining mimic! Two attacks, &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 17 + 10 = 27&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 3 + 4 = 7&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 6 + 4 = 10&#160;  &#187;

* Cadamon Gardner 's eyes narrow a little bit. Curious...

Barrel of Clean Laundry:<font color="#000000">Well the first one was a total and utter failure. But the second one more than made up for it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Flump.

GM:<font color="#000000">Combat over!

* Sszeyl gets back on his feet in short order. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you alright Sszeyl??&quot; D: Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Just fine.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus almost trips on his boot-blade. =3=;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;A bit mellowed do to the Calm Emotions thing.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;But fine.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Woo! That was fun.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Is everything all right in there?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Anyone find out what that goop on the floor is?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good...&quot; He kneels and resets his blade springs.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sszeyl, please stop being suicidal. Try to remember Tom is rather tethered to you now..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Fuss fuss. Ratchet, click, clank.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;I'm a melee fighter, Tathi.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Nothing I have done in this castle cannot be listed as suicidal.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner is still watching Sszeyl. Though he seems to blink it off and smile again. &quot;I'll go take a look. Is anyone in need of healing?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">:|

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Odd. I don't see Skar and Tom getting their ribs routinely REARRANGED.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... perfume.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've got myself covered.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;That's because they're better at it than I am.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">|D

* Thomas Lazarus uses a domain spell. &#171; &#160;3d8+8 = 19 + 8 = 27&#160;  &#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi just smiles and shakes her head. &quot;Silly drow.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;So it's just spilt perfume?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey Flint? Ya owe me for that stuff, by the way.&quot; He says.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hahahaha

* Flint Carthan grumbles.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nahhh, I'm just kidding!&quot; he says, thumping Flint's leg./

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I love being prepared for anything. |D &quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stands and brushes himself off.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Well.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A laundry attack of all things.&quot; =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Shall we move on to the next room?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You'd be best not to try that with another Leaden Mace operative. We repay our debts.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We do? o_o;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Darn.

* Cadamon Gardner taps Sszeyl's shoulder. &quot;I would like a short word with you first, if you don't mind.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">You owe that cat so much money, tom. |D

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oooh, so that means I can sucker you guys?&quot; The then snorts again. &quot;Nahh, just kidding!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Hmm?&quot;

* Sszeyl hangs back with Cadamon.

* Cadamon Gardner folds his hands into his robe sleeves. &quot;That's a curious medallion you have there, friend.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Yep.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Through sheer volume of numbers, Thomas doesn't really notice two missing from the rear. He proceeds.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;It's a dragon's scale.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And now that that's all over. Next!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Gold species.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see. Clearly enchanted, as well.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Mhm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;It has three uses of Calm Emotions, that each last about a minute.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;And improves my wisdom. =3=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Let's see..&quot; Thomas intones one of his few remaining spells, a Light of Lunia.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there... a particular reason for that first effect?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;...I had assumed Thomas shared that with you. :.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't intend to pry. But if my men are in danger because of some sort of berserking tendencies, I would like to know.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He did not. There was never much of a time or place for it. Or perhaps the templar had some other reasoning.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hmmm.. This is one of the last few areas..&quot;

* Sszeyl sighs.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Gnoggle and Elros won't be happy that I'm breaking ranks to tell you this.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just these couple rooms and the second tower's loft, by my guess.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Danger, danger, Will Robinson! D: Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... I'll be glad to be done with this haunted castle. It's not even a proper haunted castle.&quot; He huffs.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;They might need you ahead if there's a behemoth up there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Actually no, it's good you're telling. Not only is it your own secret, but the more people who know, the better.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">wait, metagaming. Dammit. -3-

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Seems happenstance is getting the better of us.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;It seems...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;However.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bathroom...carpet...trunk...bed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;You know Tathi's magical problem?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods at thomas* What a sick mind has to offer is often far worse than any otherworldly threat.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Mine is similar.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing interesting here. Next!&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm afraid not.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Well, actually maybe check the trunk first.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus experimentally taps on the chest a few times.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Your problem is mainly being a dumbass.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Hey, Edaric.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Tell Cadamon here what's up with the dragon, eh?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;D'oh. Don't pick fights, now, brother. =3=&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Not as planned. D: * Cadamon Gardner looks expectantly at Edaric.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;I heard something about behemoths?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The chest doesn't move. It contains 10 winter blankets!

* Thomas Lazarus leaves them where they are.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Blankets, meh. We're not cloth-bandits.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Recorded.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">Ah well. Though his story is anything but believable.

TMG:<font color="#000000">no, not recorded!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Klepto. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">And hang on.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Deleted. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought Hatari recorded loot?

* Edaric does what bards to best... BS. =w= &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 14 + 9 = 23&#160;  &#187;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( I'm doing a backup log. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( To take some of the pressure off doktor. =3=; ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">This, this right here, what just happened now, is a reason why it's a bad idea for two people to do it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But oh well. :/

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sense Motive...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In order for me to have any kind of reliable record, I need to record 100% of it anyways.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So I mean... it doesn't technically remove pressure from me. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But if you want, sure.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Oh. :c ))

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see. How curious.&quot; :. &quot;And you say it happened in the pass between the desert and central Akellon?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">So help me.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">If he's going with the degenerative brain disease.

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't say a word. |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey, I was told to keep it hush-hush until we got the cure done. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Guest rooms, I suppose.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Ten blankets? =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">Just.. how many bathtubs are here?

GM:<font color="#000000">Nope!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot; 'Nother bedroom.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Treasure! 3,300 GP, to be precise.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;More blankets in the trunk?&quot;

Sszeyl whispers: Not to meta...too much. But have we passed the eye already? =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Gold.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooooh!&quot; :O

You whisper to Meany: Nope.

Miron:<font color="#000000">I wonder why they can't just bathe one after another.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Because that's not how the upper class works.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach eagerly rubs a few before passing them on.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">$_$

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Let's move on.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Ohhey, Cadamon, Edaric.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright...that everything on this level?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;How's he taking the news? :.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have heard that there are spirits that inhabit the desert, but this is the first I've heard of -- oh, hello, Sszeyl.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'd guess so.. I don't remember any closed doors.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;He doesn't looked shell shocked.&quot;

Miron:<i><font color="#000000">Yeah. Sargano, Pamela.. it seems the upper class works mainly by being in the thrall of death gods

</i>Miron:<i><font color="#000000">And i used to think it were the poor and desperate who turned to those

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;With luck, the second tower will be empty, and we can finally close this particular book for good.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course not. Possession is par for the course in our line of work.&quot; ^^ &quot;Though... if the spirit troubles you terribly, and you wish for it to be returned to the afterlife, please don't hesitate to contact us. I'm certain the commander or someone in Saint Cuthbert's church is skilled enough in exorcism to remove a desert ghost.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Thomas, you forget.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;We're supposed to have found a live person in here.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up as he hears Cadamon saying something to Sszeyl.

* Edaric has his back turned to Cadamon and looks innocent.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;That's...kinda a problem. =3=;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That we haven't does not surprise me. But we shall continue.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He gets an odd look, and nudges Sszeyl's foot.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed. Also. If you endanger the lives of the rest of the party. Ever, this supposed spirit will have to find a new home.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I entertain no hope of finding anything alive in a necromancer's lair.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;And that, Mr. Gardner, is why I didn't come to the Mace.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks as he hears what Miron says, and slaps his forehead. Bugger it all, no one's told Miron yet!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Actually...&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner blinks.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm afraid I don't understand.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;He's taking it better than I thought.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nudges Sszeyl's foot again, more insistently.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Yes, Gnoggle?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There's a Gnoggle. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">TO THE TOWER! &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think I saw something else in the other room. Help me check it out?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hey Trying to RP here! D: Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Sure.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. =3=

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What'd you see?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. Miron is ust thinking that the drow is being an extravagant prick once again

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Blasted nosy inquisitors. :B

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and glances around uneasily.

TMG:<font color="#000000">how does Gnogglebolt keep getting moved back...

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( Gm reverted movement. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( =3= ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks back at flint, and rubs his forehead again.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Since -most- everyone's now out of earshot (Gnogglebolt goes as far as he has to)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And he doesn't care of Flint's following.

* Sszeyl ssh's flint.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, what did you tell Cadamon? And why won't you tell him what's really up?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;I tried to.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come to think of it, Miron doesn't know yet either.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Edaric said something about you guys needing help.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We need to bring him up to speed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;So I asked him to tell Cadamon.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt drips his head in exasperation.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright. Do you -mind- if everyone knows?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am reminded of a 10 year old excitedly thundering into a room, looking up to their grandparents, and declaring with energetic glee that one of their siblings is going to have a baby. Accidentally. =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Not particularly.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think they should, personally.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay. Let's get this out of the way, right now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;If Miron tries something, I'll have a reason to punch him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<i><font color="#CC6600">&quot;Finally.&quot;

</i>Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you know why he hasn't sought help to exorcise that spirit yet, Brother Thomas? Some possessions may be relatively benign, but his description of the amulet concerns me.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You do register that these are Inquisitors, right

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods to Flint, as he was standing right there the whole time, and rejoins the others in the hallway.

* Edaric steps out of the way.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And the best solution would be to destroy Sszeyl, right

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey? Hey everyone?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">I'm a drow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">And an Orgolloyss.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">And stood before the scariest thing on the planet.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might we take a quiiiick break for a minute?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Come at me, bros.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not you. You're always self-destructive. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some of us need to be brought up to speed on something, it seems.&quot;

Miron:<i><font color="#000000">My arse you did

</i>* Thomas Lazarus glances back.

* Edaric also glances back, looking uneasy.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Raspberry at Edaric. :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">What is it? More zombies?

* Thomas Lazarus gives Gnogglebolt a curious look.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, not zombies.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Well.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">What the hey, I have the lowest Wis here and I'm being the most cautious. D: Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;It is technically some form of undead.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, Cadamon. You were asking Sszeyl about the medallion he wears?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus immediately narrows his eyes.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, as a matter of fact.&quot;

* Edaric nudges Gnogglebolt.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right. Sszeyl -was- about--what?&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up at Edaric.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Edaric, it's alright.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Cadamon's a specialist. |3&quot;

Edaric: <font color="#000000">&quot;Remember what was said before? About how -- you know -- the road to hell is paved with good intentions? That thing???&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're wrong.&quot; He remarks in a curiously hollow tone.

* Cadamon Gardner folds his arms into his robe sleeves, observing.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Okay, it's coming out of you all like the fur from a rotten sheepskin. Can you either say something of value, or we move on?

Miron:<font color="#000000">We *need* to deal with this bloody castle, preferrably today. Because the dead will need taking out.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shakes his hands through his hair. &quot;Alright, fine. Sszeyl, if -you- want to...finish the story right now, fine. Everyone's here, we're stopped. If you want to wait until we're out of here, that's fine too.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'd actually rather we cleared the last portion of the castle while the proverbial iron were hot.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Up to you, Sszeyl.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">I agree with Thomas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;I am the reincarnation of a very powerful and evil red dragon. He's fighting the being dead thing, and has peridoically been taking control.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;This seal keeps him pushed back.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;There.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner raises an eyebrow.

Miron:<font color="#000000">You are the reincarnation of my gnomish arse.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Was that so hard.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes, no. We are not going to have a little exposition in the middle of a gods only know what infested hell hole.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;.....................&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and doesn't say a word.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Statements like this require something. It's called *proof*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tom, Flint, let's continue.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;The desert spirit story was easier to believe.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Now, let's waste no more time.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;yes, it's out.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Questions later.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's continue on now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, I have GOT to talk to you about a little something called 'delivery'.&quot;

Miron:<i><font color="#000000">hmm, so megalomania as well. I thought that affected the intelligent insane

</i>* Thomas Lazarus unfolds his arms and turns to continue with a sigh.

* Thomas Lazarus draws his sword and shield once again and makes for the stairs. &quot;We're almost done.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Vworping?

Miron:<font color="#000000">And i'm glad that we are.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can tell you're trying to hide the truth about it from me. But. I just need to know, right now. Is this a danger to any of us here right now, yourself included?&quot; The lieutenant commander's gaze is severe and piercing.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, we're almost done. Let's find whatever was operating the forge, clear the last level, and get out of here.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">'Whatever it may be.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can personally vouch the medallion keeps... 'it' in check&gt; You saw it work already.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three times a day.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;So long as the amulet isn't removed for more than a minute, the spirit won't brutally murder you all.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Yep.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*goes next to Cadamon* This is likely ust some sort of bullshit. He might be possessed,like Tathi, but it sure ain't a dragon, and he's the reincarnation of jack squat.

<i><font color="#0000ff">Meany is disconnected.

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Meany is disconnected.

</i>Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">NI!

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">...Did I do that?

Miron:<font color="#000000">He's been making... extraordinary claims before.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not anymore, Lieutenant.&quot; He remarks with his gaze ahead. &quot;But the full scope of the trouble it has caused is so damning, and worrying,&quot; He remarks with a pointed tone indicating a certain someone, &quot;-that we should not excitedly be popping off the story to everyone we meet in the course of getting it taken care of by Mr. Nathaniel's peers.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it may cause harm to anyone, then I will take it seriously, Inquisitor Steelsprocket.&quot;

<i><font color="#0000ff">Meany has connected.

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">whispering to you, meany...

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods* He should be examined as soon as we return, by no other than Commander Ashmore.

* Cadamon Gardner looks to Thomas.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Map?

Miron:<font color="#000000">But what i'm saying is, believing *his* version of the story is, imprudent at best

Liatai:<font color="#000000">2F.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've experienced all the evidence we need, brother.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;You would be surprised how often lies hold grains of truth, inquisitor. I am surprised at you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, let us acend.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Vworp? =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thoughts about Sszeyl later, hunting now.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Only a tower left now, I think.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry I introduced such a distraction.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes.&quot; He remarks quietly. &quot;I imagined you would be.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">He might have gottem possessed pillaging some artefact. The amulet might be it, actually. Either way, I have seen little, and before any thorough examination....

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Miron's going to make Vargie kill him, ain't he. |D

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Before any thorough examination, we must not dismiss any potential evidence or eyewitness accounts, inquisitor.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Garl's gold, Miron, just drop it for now.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You like smashing undead, right? That's what we're doing right now. Stay focused on the task at hand, please.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... hmm.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his brow and mutters, &quot;How could you have not seen this coming, Gnogglebolt? Stop trying to tell everyone this story.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's a danger to Sszeyl's life in addition to an incredible distraction.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wasn't trying to tell everyone, just those whom it concerned.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I suppose, in this case, you are right.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why haven't we gone up the stairs yet?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Because Miron keeps making a fuss. =3=&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">But one always has to ask, cui bono? Besides, an account can be biased, even without intent.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( I submit a motion to Vworp. =3= ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right then. Ignoring Miron. Walking now.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus just grunts in agreement and fatigue.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Anyways, we'll deal with this later.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Very well. I would be most interested in hearing this story in its entirety later.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Miron:<i><font color="#000000">Achievement unlocked - Broken Pressure Gauge. Your hate for the drow reached unprecedented levels

</i>Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;And Inquisitor Steelsprocket?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Yes, brother?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would like a word with you as well once this expedition is over.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Here it comes.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Aaah.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">There it is. |D

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Everytime someone says &quot;I would like a word with you&quot; I imagine them with tortoise-shell square glasses. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 1 + 6 = 7&#160; <font color="#CC6600">&#187; Spot.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">AHM BLINDED.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Empty room?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. At worst, Miron will get reassigned and i'll have to make up someone else

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Another tower with a trap door.&quot;

* Flint Carthan points up.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks out the window briefly.

* Sszeyl jumps up and pulls.

VAE:<font color="#000000">but yeah. Reincarnation of a powerful dragon... that gotta be Akellon's equivalent of self-diagnosed asperger's syndrome on the 'net

* Edaric looks terribly uneasy and guilty. He keeps glancing over his shoulder at Sszeyl, Miron, the inquisitors....

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Up up up up the stairs we go.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Except for the fact that it attacked the temple of Pelor and was winning for a while. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The trap door opens.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which is the part Thomas is alluding to not telling the forces of goodness.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Chests.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Calrach, which one you taking?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ooh! Miron will insist on exorcism, then

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hm.&quot; :.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wheeeee~&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">Open.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's chest - 5 female courtier's outfits, five sets of earrings with different-colored beads of cut crystal (100 GP per pair, 500 GP all told), five full waterskins, and five days' trail rations. There is also a red crystal rose wrapped in cloth; every petal, every thorn, every small jagged edge on the leaves is carved in exquisite detail. If it wasn't glimmering and transparent, you would swear it was real. (9,000 GP)

GM:<font color="#000000">Calrach's chest - A spyglass, 1000 GP worth of black onyx chunks, and a crystal glass eye (800 GP) stare up at you from inside this chest.

* Thomas Lazarus peeks.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Recorded. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;I have a super expensive rose.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooooh.&quot; Calrach tries out the spyglass. &quot;These things are expensive&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;What about you?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Worth a decent amount.&quot;

* Flint Carthan glances out the window. He likewise seems uneasy.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well..&quot; He frowns.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..That covers every door that I can recall.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... gyah!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that an eye?!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Oooh,add it to the eyes we're going to run by Barbarus.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If there were survivors or--&quot; He glances to Ed.. but continues, &quot;..undead.. here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They've probably been turned into deanimate bones. Or fled into the woods.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Or are excellent at hiding.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Very true.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;And besides which, we-&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hrm. yeah. Haven't found anything smart enough to work a forge.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Did...we go around the back?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless it was the mimics. But I wouldn't count on that.&quot;

* Liatai hasn't mapped out the back. =3=;;;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc6600">(( =3= ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Back of the castle? No. I assumed there was just more moat and wall.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Assume there are stables back there that are empty. And more moat and wall.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Well, let's get to town.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;And recruit some help for getting the bodies out.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">This seems like a very good stopping point for the session.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">*nods enthusiastically*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Supa riches $_$

VAE:<font color="#000000">Okay

GM:<font color="#000000">Any more noms?

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Tom.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">For.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">The path.

* Dr. Hatari thinks.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">To Otto.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah...gotta get the morgue team in. Like the old Blackskull lairs...gar, I'm not going to sleep well tonight...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... What? =3=

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Just a few more levels. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">And he will be The Otto of our group.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I nominate sszeyl for &quot;Yeah, my secret is actually that i'm a reincarnate dragon. Also my dick is a foot long&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In what way...? x3

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Consumate grump.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">And super professional.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Soon.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas was trying to protect Sszeyl from someone like Otto. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">In other words, a really in-character, unbelievably arrogant sounding delivery

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Bah.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Miron is like Otto as wine is like instant tea.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But Ashmore is like instant tea, to continue the metaphor.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">My brain is mushified. XP

VAE:<font color="#000000">Indeed. He'll make it a point to have him exorcised if he finds out for reals

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yeahhh, we don't get exposed to actually harsh or zealous non-evil characters enough or something. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This behavior has been silly reckless and glassy-eyed.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, while everyone's still here--oh, dammit, Drayco's still here too. xD

VAE:<font color="#000000">at the very best, he's a constant liability, and unlike Tathi, has little to show for it

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anywayz.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm....

TMG:<font color="#000000">Nominations...

* VAE must think up a new character for backups, it seems XD

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">:P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nomming Edaric and self for conspirator. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Seconded.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt for the Rorshack award. The truth must be known! World peace be damned, I have PRINCIPLES! &gt;:O

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seconded

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Seconded.

VAE:<font color="#000000">no, you thirded it

VAE:<font color="#000000">Flint

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Don't make me slap you. =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey, I'm pretty proud of myself. I nearly successfully fed a Leaden Mace inquisitor a false story! =w=

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;She wanted to kill all those people, but worst of all, my dog!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">lulz

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seriously, i'd think the same, just cats

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I was watching a tankspot review of how to heal a new WoW 5 man instance the other day.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">One of the bosses was a lynx god.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Junior Commander Cadamon - *glasses down* We need to talk

VAE:<font color="#000000">oooh!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And all I could think was, &quot;lolVAE!!!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That was actually something of a defense mechanism statement. If anyone was to talk to Flint about it... well. I'll leave it there in case someone does.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">=3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">And last nomination i think, Calrach for &quot;My indigestion kills zombies&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hey, Hatari - got the video?

* VAE is interested. Lynxes and all.

* Thomas Lazarus would've liked to explain his thoughts to Edaric, but... it will probably be forgotten. =w=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman; Calrach already got nommed for that.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Arcanodivine nuke. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Look, tech

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's 4AM

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas and Edaric - 100 XP - Conspirator. Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Anti-Conspirator.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It was like a 12 minute soundless technical demo.

VAE:<font color="#000000">you expecting coherent thoughts of me?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And the boss was dumb. It just had a lynx head. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">No. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">ah

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Try to hold onto it. I'm a bard. We're as bad as inquisitors sometimes about stories. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You're missing nothing.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I was just correcting you.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Okay. :(

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 100 XP - Oh by the way, here's a world-shattering truth that sounds like a lie. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">DING.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Finally. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... Can I nom Elros for stealth-vacation; half the party fooled? |B *brick'd*

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's funny how it made even Miron disbelieve him

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">He should totally.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Take levels in ninja.

GM:<font color="#000000">Cadamon - 100 XP - We need to talk. Flint - 100 XP - Rule number 1 - you DO NOT mess with a man's dog.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">I preemptively nom Ashmore.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">For.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">&quot;Miron. My office. Now.&quot;

* VAE imagines the principal from Cool to Hate video

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I think Miron is in less trouble than Thomas. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh?

VAE:<font color="#000000">indeed

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well. Conspiring and all. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PkRJzErnRmY

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Lies of omission.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Luckily, it's not Ashmore you had with you, or it would be trouble.

VAE:<font color="#000000">indeed. And denying a really important fact t.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh also banditarmor.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Do we get exp from the bossfights?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I could see Cadamon growing this thought bubble.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">*shot*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh yes! EXP form all the fighting.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">With tension-strings playing.

TMG:<font color="#000000">*from

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Questioning Tom's true alignment all of a sudden.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;IS HE LIKE LUNDY? &gt;:O&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Indeed.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, if Miron knew the whole truth... he might do it too. Though he'd likely find *some* excuse for Thomas

VAE:<font color="#000000">Such as too much compassion. Thomas saved his life once, and is another inquisitor. Miron really wouldn't take treason from one of their own well

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Suddenly.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Samuel becomes a warlock.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">And bombs the Mace.

GM:<font color="#000000">I'll get you fight EXP later. ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And miron woll hunt him down

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Gotcha. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Daw. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">And there'll be an Anime of it

GM:<font color="#000000">Unless you want to knock around the server for about 10 minutes.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm good for heading back to IRC

* VAE doesn't care

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">I really need to go get food. &gt;:.

Meany:<font color="#CC6600">Whichever works.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm highly skeptical that Ghost is even here, so.. :P

* Ghostwish suddenly whaps Hatari with a trout.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">HA! I was waiting for you to say that!

GM:<font color="#000000">Any noms from you, Ghost?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Dual monitors! DUAL MONITORS! &gt;:O

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">My brain feels like mush. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Also.

GM:<font color="#000000">750 XP from fights.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I probably picked a bad time earlier when I posted this.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So did anyone miss this? http://stevencreech.com/images/posters/epic_golem.jpg

TMG:<font color="#000000">:U

TMG:<font color="#000000">ooh! *records EXP*

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;19850+750 = 19850 + 750 = 20600&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;19225+750 = 19225 + 750 = 19975&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto, saving campaign file...

GM:<font color="#000000">Sorry about mushbrain. ^^;;; Good session, all. To the IRC for some, to bed for others? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yup!

GM:<font color="#000000">Server may go down at your leisure, Ghost. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*plop*

<i><font color="#0000ff">Ghostwish is disconnected.

</i><i> You have disconnected.

</i>