Session 96

Ghostwish has connected.

Glitch has connected.

Dr. Hatari has connected.

Glitch:By the way, Lia, Imma need the ownership of my tokens reset. :B Finally remembered to change maptool login.

Liatai:Hi Tasher, I see you plotting. :B

Liatai:Planning to invade Kaduar, eh? :B

Railock has connected.

Liatai:There ya go, Tech.

Ghostwish::3

Glitch:Thankyas.

Liatai:&#171; &#160;213-75 = 213 - 75 = 138&#160; &#187;

RAM has connected.

Glitch:! Hopeful connected? :o

Liatai:Well, Ed and Swallowtail were easier to update than I feared. :B

Dr. Hatari is disconnected.

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">I LIIIIIVE!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Moscra desert and Tarova are nothing but red X's even when I close client and reload. Let me go snoop the swap for a campaign file to grab.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Quick lag check? :47?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... hmm, I should lagcheck, too.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:49 lagcheck!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oops, didn't see your lagcheck, ram. Lagcheck at :50, for both you and Lia

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:50 at :50. Yay. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Anybody else having problems with Tarova and Moscra?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Not I!

GM:<font color="#000000">Let me unlock Kerishorak's lair briefly, too, so people can check that one.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I have a bunch of red X's. =3=


 * Dr. Hatari returns from mixin' cheese into macaronis.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ghost, what did you do? =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I'm not seeing any red X's on Tarova or Moscra...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll try again with the campaign file.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Also, lagcheck again? :53?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Stole all your porn.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">:53

Glitch:<font color="#000000">But, on the other hand, I can't see -anything- on Tarova or Moscra at all. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:53 at :54, Ram.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Awesome, no lag.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Just a background and a big square of texture.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... well, Tarova has no spoilers. Quick peek.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">All's good.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ah, there we go. Yep, I can see all on Tarova.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">No red X's anywhere.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Closing the entire client, loading campaign file, and then connecting has resolved all red X's.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I didn't get them at all, but eh. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Did you try working the shaft?


 * Ghostwish runs.

GM:<font color="#000000">Lessee, lessee. Who're we missing?

Railock:<font color="#000000">everyone

GM:<font color="#000000">Did Meany say he'd be late or absent today?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Not that I recall...

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nothing here...

RAM:<font color="#990000">Moscra is a patch in the middle and a bunch of, I assume, desert around it.

RAM:<font color="#990000">So that map's fine.

RAM:<font color="#990000">But Tarova is just a shitton of red X's.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ugh, I'd really rather not risk being unable to connect again. =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...well, since it would probably be a bad idea for you to risk totally closing out and reconnecting, prolly just gonna have to--yeah. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Over time, I think the X's will clear up one by one.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">they did for me the few times I've had them.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... you know it's getting to be colder weather again when you start finding leaves and little pieces of wood on every soft surface because people have been bringing in wood. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">:B

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we get character questions going while we wait for the owl?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yup!

GM:<font color="#000000">Today's is a bit too involved for a warmup, so lemme look.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Close your eyes and picture a shelf in your character's library. List some of the titles of the books on that shelf.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Everything has the word 'steam', 'gear', or 'clock' in the title. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Lots of books about guns and bikes/ :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Arcanum and Dragons, volume 13, The Evocitive Lure, signed by the author, Hexes Curses and Cantrips, thought it's missing a few pages, an entire collection of the Karma Sutras, and Kor. Lazy ass sleeps up there.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Mostly botanical and zoological books.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">The Castleton Brewery Tour Guidebook, Uncle Harvey's Book of Practical Jokes... oh hey that book's not mine, must've come from the archives... paperwork... dust... I'm not really a big reader.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I do not have a bookshelf. I browse others', usually. If I did, half the books would have secret compartments or false covers.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">So that's where my Amayan Karma Sutra went. &gt;:)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A library..? Where did this library come from? Why am I boring now? I'd just borrow -- wait what's happening. WHERE AM I D: *brick'd*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... sheesh, I need to clean this thing sometime. Not today. |D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...It's not really so much a library as some books scattered haphazardly around the house. &gt;.&gt;

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is your character's worst fear? How far would he go to avoid it?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">That one's easy. Being completely isolated.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Worst fear?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;The destruction of my race. SEEDS is my effort to anull this.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Losing Talfeera. &gt;:

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;To witness the world die. It's why I combat evil.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'd kill to avoid that.

Tasher:<font color="#9933FF">Honestly it's these Akellonites discovering my hidden bunker beneath there - OW MY TAIL

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does your character deal with people who are angry with her?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Avoid. Think. Plan revenge.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Depends on the person.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">If it's a friend, hugs.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Rightfully angry or wrongfully angry? I'm not the the best diplomat if I've done something wrong, but I try. Now, wrongfully so, I open up with fireball, and then ad-hoc it from there.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">If it's anyone else, yelling, threats and possibly a bullet to the brain.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Worst fear...you know I (player, that is) am not sure about that one.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Try to talk them down or out of it, of course.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Remind them that I can see them, and I've got an arrow drawn.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I will answer that last question by deed once the game starts. :3

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

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Depends. If it's a friend, the answer's Wildy-esque. Sometimes a good punch works wonders. If it's not? Eh. Macers aren't always the most popular folks. Did I stick to my principles, carry out my mission, and not do anything that would merit punishment? Then let 'em bellyache all they want, I don't care. |3

VAE:<font color="#000000">shrine of alobal

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, the tinfoil shrine. :B *brick'd*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Holy fuck a VAE. O_O

VAE:<font color="#000000">XD yep

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'm just observing


 * Ghostwish beans the shit out of him with a pokeball.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're on Autumn Road for now, VAE. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron is far far away, and i'll be prob'ly working on fixing an article

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Have you heard anything from the owl?

VAE:<font color="#000000">what's Autumn Road and where it is?

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

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What sort of relationship did (or does) your character have with her parents?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">VAE - Autumn Road is a map, check the maplist.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Very good.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Decent. I went my way to a good farewell party.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">My parents were awesome.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and Anise is going along? neat

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are they alive?

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, where's the part off to?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No, they're not.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Pretty good, I'd say. :3 I'm pretty close to my dad.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ohhh, there's a story. My mother was always law and tradition, trying to steer me towards the rules and ways of my people, while teaching me to be a wizard. But my father was the power and fun of life. I ultimately took more after him than I did with mom. 'Just like your father', she'd complain.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I admired my parents. Though, I do not know whether they are truly alive or dead. In a way, that is an example to live up to as a ninja.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">My mom's still angry about the knitting circle incident. &gt;:\

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Tomiko Lazarus]Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">I don't care if it offended the little old ladies to say, but come on! Look at those needles and tell me they don't look like the perfect tool to use to pluck someone's eyeballs out.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">I like her.

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Tomiko Lazarus]Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tomiko's token is on Yoriver, Hatari.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">rofl

RAM:<font color="#990000">Bah, Imma try loading the campaign file and getting rid of those damn red X's. =3=

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Mm. I was trying to drop a second with ownership to do some edits and macro work. The one over the town doesn't have ownership anymore.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is your character's least favorite holiday?&quot; You're welcome to make one up if you want.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But as long as you're distracted; give me ownership. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lemme delete that one, then.

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I don't suppose the day of the burning veld is a holiday, is it?&quot; -.-

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Edaric:<font color="#000000">... I don't really have one. :. An excuse to celebrate is an excuse to celebrate, right? Though, if I had to pick one...

RAM:<font color="#990000">W00T!


 * RAM was bangin' 7-gram rocks, that's how RAM rolls, WINNING!


 * RAM had one gear, go! EPIC WINNING!

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Edaric's Birthday. As if he needs ANOTHER reason to sleep in all day! &gt;:|

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Coronation Day. Lots of pomp and circumstance, really. I've never been one for super-patriotic holidays. I mean, I'm proud to be a Kellon, and happy I live here, but the whole whipping-the-populace-into-a-patriotic-frenzy thing never agreed with me. :/

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Least favorite holiday?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But...but I like them all! D:

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">... I am not very familiar with Kellon holidays, but at home, I disliked parades. Too loud.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">An excuse to drink is an excuse to drink. |D

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Has your character ever been to an astrologer, palmist, or other psychic? If so, what predictions were made for her? How does she feel about them, and have they come true?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Nope. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I went to an astrologer during my study of the planes. But a reading? No.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;No readings here.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I learned some carnival fortune-telling tricks from Cob on the Cygnet, that's about it. It's kind of fun, but it's an act and a game, that's all. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Didn't I have my palm read at filler fair, once..? |9 Or was I just asking for directions... I forget!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll worry about macros later, I suppose. Token's more or less up to date proper.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Prophecy often holds grains of truth. I have never recieved a prophecy myself, but they are to be taken seriously. :|

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does your character get along with her neighbors? Tolerate them? Feud with them? Avoid them?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">My neighbors tend to be unsure if I exist. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't think my neighbors like the noise. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I'm trying to enter an alliance with them!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I chat with Nicodemus at least once a day. Rangers and druids and all that.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I like to try to get to know them. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Neighbors are neighbors. Not much to say. :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Screw you! I'm not making too much noise and getting drunk! I'm training! &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I haven't really had neighbors in a long time. No homes flank the temple of light. Neighbors aren't a really big phenomenon in city life, anyways. I think I'd like living some cozy, friendly small place where neighbors know each other, though.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I wonder who lives next to the HQ.. &gt;.&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Don't you live in some giant manor with your famous dad or something? &gt;:P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> They're probably in danger and resent the explosions. =w=;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That was like ten years ago. =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">./..That's a good question. WHo -does- live next to HQ? :B (no, not really, won't terrorize poor lia to come up with an answer right now. |3 )

GM:<font color="#000000">Last one; this one is kind of interesting. &quot;What does your character's name mean to her?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom. I usually refer to myself by Tom. *BRICK'D*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Wings of the Fox.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It's kinda silly, actually.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't shank people. :B

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Lord Knight. Someone wanted me to be a paladin.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Honor, tradition, and skill. Quiet, floating on air, beautiful, you do not consider it dangerous. Unless it was a butterfly knife. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnome's names all mean who we are.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I shoot them.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... it's a name? :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't really have fangs, either. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hell, I don't even have Orc tusks!

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Haven't really thought about it... but now that I am, I do like it. Anise has a nice spicy kick to it.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">It means 'giant butt'.


 * Tathi casts teleport.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Anise does not mean &quot;giant butt,&quot; silly point-ears. |P

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">And even if it did, I'll have you know this butt is nicely toned! XP


 * Anise Berilan is brick'd.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">.................... |o ....................... *blink, swivel* Wait, what? *brick'd!!*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I think Tom likes dat ass. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">So...it would seem Meany is MIA, unfortunately. Should we just play now?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Doncha, Tom?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Gonna vote yes for starting the game.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I also vote yes.

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto! Last session on Akellon...


 * Dr. Hatari checks watch.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Two hours down by this point, yeah, letsa go.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah fuck him then. :B

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">There was a blizzard, and the party ventured out into it to perform some miracles and do some paperwork.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And get pulled over, apparently. &gt;:E

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Oh! And I want to pick up -exactly- where we left off last session, with the injured-horse guy walking by going &quot;serves you right!&quot; and shankfang has to be restrained. Me has idea. :o )

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Let's hope he doesn't push it.

GM:<font color="#000000">A mysterious message was delivered to them by... well, not quite their usual mysterious messenger. &quot;When you arrive in the devils' town, should you find your road impassable, search for the lightless lanterns in the coal black depths.&quot; Wonder what that could have meant.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Shankfang got Calm Emotion'd, anyway. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Calm Emotions or not, Shankfang's |-| -- this close to shooting someone.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He'll just be shooting calmly in that case. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">The Guardians set off on their way to Yoriver on Damarron 22nd, with Anise Berian the inquisitor and Dorf Aias the... .... ... Dorf... in tow. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You don't know how emotions work. |T

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">He's still chortling about the whole web mess.

GM:<font color="#000000">Ah, yes, the web mess. Seems those wacky Kellons and their horses just aren't used to noisy Mazian trucks rumbling by at 40 miles per hour.

GM:<font color="#000000">We pick up shortly after the highway patrol left... Take it away!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Freaking backwater cavemen. &gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Right! So.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Hmm. Actually, quick question. Potions -do- work equally well on animals as they do people, right?

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">There's not really any specific rules covering it, but most people assume they do--cool.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's just a liquid spell, not a medicine, so yes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ugh, you're so damn Paragon.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It's sickening. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Renegade 4 life. *gangsta sign*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Reign it in snugglebear. *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">From inside the bowels of the trucktrain, Gnogglebolt peeks his head out when he hears someone going by going &quot;Serves you right!&quot; and the subsequent commotion from Shankfang. Gnogglebolt looks back and forth, noting that Shankfang was subdued, and also noting that the man who passed by is leading a limping horse. Gnogglebolt winces. Even in Mazio, the importance of horses to rural areas and how bad it is if they can't walk properly is keenly known.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He puts his tools to the side, leaves Snarky in the engine, and hops out of the trucktrain over to the man as he's walking away. &quot;Ah, sir! Excuse me, sir?&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Watch what you say about paragons, mister. &gt;:)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'll say what I damn well please, thank you very much. :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(and actually, I was initially going to ask Tom for a spell for this, but then I rememebered Gnogglebolt -still- has an unused potion in his inventory)

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... so what the hell happened, anyway?&quot; Anise untangles herself from the debris in the trucktrain.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Apparently, ve vere goink 'too fast.'&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Note the air quotes.

GM:<font color="#000000">The man seems to be leading his horse off in a huff, though he does glance back irritably. &quot;What?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What did we hit?&quot; She cracks her back.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Veb.&quot; &gt;:E

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Aww, no reaction to big angry Half-Orc with gun?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Veb schpell.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;A what?&quot; &gt;:.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Ye best hope not. Reaction would likely be you, arrested.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I notice your horse seems somewhat injured. I offer my most sincere apology, I really didn't see anyone as we were passing by on the road, I had no idea people were trying to get out of the way so hard. I also offer this healing agent for your horse, you have more need of it than I.&quot; Gnogglebolt pulls out a flask of sky-blue fluid and holds it up. &quot;A minor curative potion.&quot;


 * Tathi wonders how she got out onto the road when she pretty much refused to leave the carriage.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dem highvay patrol. Ve kouldn' hear dere pussy-little vistles, zo dey decided to chust throw a veb in front uf us instead.&quot; &gt;:E

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh, whoops.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I moved them out of the wagon to copy-paste them to Eytherinu. ^^;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">wait a second.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Where's railock?

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh, he's connected, nvm.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He's here.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Didn't notice.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I'm here, gamal is in the cairrage

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;For your sake, this better not kill my horse, Mazian, or I'll be seeing you in court. &quot; &gt;:\

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot; How the heck do you give a potion to a horse anyway... &quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;GO FUCK A TOASTER HYU BACKVATER CAVEMAN!&quot; &gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt says nothing, just watches patiently. (It's a Cure Light Wounds potion, if it matters)

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">You lead him to it. The rest is up to him. *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">You're still Calm Emotion'd, you.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I know.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He's no longer seething with rage.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Now he's just very pissed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Yelling indicates otherwise. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That's still an emotion. =3=#

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Calm'd. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yeah your calm, not pissed

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Think Abel when Fa'lina cast that spell on him when they first talked.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">wow, perfect example. XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Well, that's lame.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">brb right quick


 * RAM settles in to do nothing, then.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">That's the -point-. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ah, here it is. OOTS when Miko fed a potion to Windstriker. x3 http://www.giantitp.com/comics/oots0375.html

GM:<font color="#000000">The potion is, eventually, administered to the horse, and it begins to curiously test its leg again. The man huffs a little, and Gnogglebolt gets a gruff &quot;thanks.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're welcome. I wish you an accident-free rest of your day.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns and heads back to the trucktrain. Ding, lightside point get. \o/

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(and potion removed from inventory)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And I can't even do anything about it. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Farkin magic.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The spell only lasts for eight rounds, so Shankfang should be feeling things again shortly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">No no

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">it's &quot;buggering magic&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You can still do and say anything, you're just not being a pissy little schoolchild. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I reiterate, http://www.missmab.com/Comics/Ab_029.php

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt heads round the trucktrain over to Thomas. &quot; Hey thomas, ah...how much healing power do you have to spare at the moment?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">If he can't be pissed, then there's nothing for him to do.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">At the moment, anyway.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ergo.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hey, Ram.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Think back.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Remember back when Gnogglebolt and Shankfang first saw each other?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">And Gnogglebolt flipped the hell out but got the same spell slapped on him?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Remember how I played him then?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">That. Do that.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks down from his work in trying to right the trains. &quot;Oh..? Quite a lot, really. Haven't done much today.. why? Is someone else injured?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But that's no fun. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Spell's worn off by now.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I beg to freaking differ. That was ridiculously fun to play. |3 )


 * Dr. Hatari eyerolls.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't even know how to play an emotionless Shankfang. He's entirely emotion.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">vulcan shank

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's gonna take me some more time to finish the repairs, probably a little more than another half hour. If, er, anyone else passes by who looks hurt, perhaps you might be able to offer your power? I hate asking this of you, it feels like I'm just using you, but still, it would be good to show people it was an accident and we're sorry and willing to make up for it...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would you be all right doing that?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Anyway...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just until I've got the engine fixed and we go our way again.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF"> &quot;He keeps using we..&quot; Tathi mutters..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang's...no longer seething in wrath. More of a simmer, really, as he no longer has anyone to direct it at.


 * Thomas Lazarus huffs and beams. &quot;Just 'using' me? That's silly, friend. I'm a servant of the people; an agent of the Shining One. I exist, as you say, to 'be used'. Absolutely. I'll keep an eye out and help anyone I see.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF"> &quot;Shhhh. It's a mazian thing.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh no, iz noot a Mazian tink.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz a Gnogglebolt tink.&quot; &gt;/

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Pssst. That was whispered.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ghost; now you know how we feel about NinjaTathi. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">What?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just go with it. =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt &amp; Thomas, way off to the side having private conversation, Suddenly! TathiAdvice. :B

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt dives back into the engine of the trucktrain to fix things up.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With our behaviors queued for the next hour, does repair work go without a problem?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yuh huh. Because walking off, in plain view, and quietly talking to each other is -totally- not going to raise the curiousity of the prank-prone elf. Right.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I almost typed Reaper work. ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">SUDDENLY!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Robot with guns. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Repair work goes off without a hitch. About four people and horses pass by with injuries during that time, but luckily, they're all things that could be touched up with a light curative spell or an orison.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ed, a vord please?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Healz, healz.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure, hang on just a moment, gotta finish righting this seat. What's up?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Ed!&quot; (no, kidding, but Gnogglebolt will chat with him later. |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy understand vy, but nekst time, kould hyu chust punch me or summtink?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy do not like heffing my emotions taken from me.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I liked it. =3= *brick'd!!*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Use Tech Device check: &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 2 + 18 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; to restart engine.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No no no.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I think a'm mixter maxter. If th' objective is tae calm ye doon, howfur does punching help?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">....oh, that was dangerously close. o.o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Not brick'd.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But, ultimately successful.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shot. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">What, you mean your gun can't shot bricks? Noob.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Shank, it would have taken too long for me to get out of the carriage and get over to you, you probably would have shot that guy already by the time I got close enough. ... and let's face it, you could probably break me in half over your knee if I was in punch range.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The road is filled with a loud rumbling sound as the trucktrain suddenly starts up. &quot;I fixed it!&quot; an echo-y voice calls out from inside the trucktrain.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;He's right.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vould neffer do dat to hyu, no matter how mad Hy em.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy do not hurt my friends.&quot; =3=

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;We shuid stairt that spoony bard oan some power training.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;He's wey tae skinny.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey.&quot; :P


 * Thomas Lazarus dusts off and sighs. &quot; Thank goodness.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He walks around back and reboards the second cart.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy don' much kare vat hyu do. Chust please do not do dat again. It...makes me feel like Hy'm not me hennymore.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then don't fly off the handle. If you keep control..control wouldn't have to be forced on you.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right, I understand.&quot; Ed nods seriously. &quot;... The other longer-range thing I could do would be casting that laughter spell, though.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well, yer! 'N' how come dinnae ye huv a stoatin beard!?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat's fine. Hy like laughink.&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That works out, then.&quot; :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu, Ed.&quot; :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">ack, brb again

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 1 + 12 = 13&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Melee touch attack...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Aaand Shankfang trips over himself as he goes for the hug. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt spreads out his map again and examines it. &quot;Well, folks, now that we have to go 'slow', at least for now, I guess we will be stopping over in Tarova for the night.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No problem.&quot; Ed climbs back into the wagon... and blithely misses a half-orc hug.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Take note, de dirt here tastes like horse poo.&quot; =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll get us there sometime before dusk. Oh, and hey Ed, mind coming up here for a sec? Got a few questions.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs wearily and slumps into a comfy corner.


 * Edaric blinks and looks over his shoulder... sweatdrop. ^^; &quot;You okay, Shankfang?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He folds his hands and looks almost like he's dosing as he falls into meditation.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, Hy'm fine. Chust...takink a break.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang collects himself before mounting back up on Dragula.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh! Yeah, sure, Gnogglebolt! 'Scuse me, 'scuse me... &quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's up?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 7 + 13 = 20&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Starting her back up...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Aaand the Deffbike roars back to life.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt fires up the engine, and with a slight lurch, the trucktrain rumbles forward again.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Know any Talespinners or other bards in this Tarova place?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 15 + 4 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Balance -- O_o !


 * Edaric grabs hold of the trucktrain.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hate goink dis slow.&quot; =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">--wait, is he really standing on the linkage at the exact moment we move. -3-

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt would have waited for him to climb into the cabin,.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey! I'm out here! How do you get in?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ladder on the side, kinda obvious!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Note that if Edaric -is- still standing on the link, Gnogglebolt is -not- making the tructrain move forward. Still stationary.


 * Edaric moves over to the ladder and climbs up... then looks in and sweatdrops. &quot;Gnogglebolt, I'm not a gnome, I don't think I can fit.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; ...I didn't make this that small...sheesh.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sky's getting dark with clouds, as a heads-up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">With a sigh, Gnogglebolt puts on the brake, idles the engine, and sticks his head out the window.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Who'll be on log duty?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This Tarova place we're going to be stopping in.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(I can.)

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 13 + 10 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 7 + 7 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; knowledge checks...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know if there's any Talespinners there, or any other bards? I figure there's bards in every town, but do you know any details? Or can you just find them when you get there?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can find out when we're there -- heck, you should be able to spot a Talespinner if you look carefully enough, just look for either the sign of Olidamarra or Fharlangn next to a rose on or near the door.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tarova used to be a gnomish town, and halflings live there now, so I'd be shocked if there wasn't one there.&quot; :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Rain's picking up...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I'm pretty sure HughesNet is blarfing on me.

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Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I have no idea.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">! Welcome back!

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry about that. Hughesblarf.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hello. Still storming?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">:| Well that's pretty typical wotc crap right there.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just drizzling.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">You missed plotz. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It rained hard for something like four minutes, and took Hughesnet goodness knows how long to recover -- !!!!


 * Liatai POUNCES.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">GIMME! *w*

RAM:<font color="#990000">:D


 * RAM nuzzles!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Welcome back, Liacute!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Let's just say Aid for the time being, since it's a solid catch-all. Can change my mind later if I have some reason to think they're pointing fingers of death through our windows.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: &quot;You know if there's any Talespinners there, or any other bards? I figure there's bards in every town, but do you know any details? Or can you just find them when you get there?&quot; Edaric: &quot;I can find out when we're there -- heck, you should be able to spot a Talespinner if you look carefully enough, just look for either the sign of Olidamarra or Fharlangn next to a rose on or near the door.&quot; Edaric: &quot;Tarova used to be a gnomish town, and halflings live there now, so I'd be shocked if there wasn't one there.&quot; :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That was the last I saw.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">*snickers* Thomas is plannin' to hallow the HQ! :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">We were discussing which buff to have associated with it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nice. I was wondering when someone would do something like that. :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">I still think Zone of Truth would be lulzy. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Or perhaps invisibility purge. &gt;:.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then again none of our infiltrators have ever relied on not-Hide rolls.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh geeze, -right- after I go to get a snack, Lia returns. -3-

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah. And swallowtail would kukri the shit out of Thomas.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Universe, it never fails. Moment one stops waiting for something, it happens. -3-

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">No no no.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Boo hoo back to business. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, if someone wouldn't mind shooting me a log, we can pick up soon. :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">That's not the Universe.

RAM:<font color="#990000">That's Murphy. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Murphy is an ass.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....A gnommish town, you say? I sent an errand-runner this way, he most certainly passed through this town...hmm.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;At any rate, I was asking because I was hoping we could visit the town bards, as we'll still get there ahead of everyone from this road, and have them start respinning the story of what happened today.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, I'm gonna start us up again. Settle yourself down somewhere, Ed.&quot;

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Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: &quot;....A gnommish town, you say? I sent an errand-runner this way, he most certainly passed through this town...hmm.&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;At any rate, I was asking because I was hoping we could visit the town bards, as we'll still get there ahead of everyone from this road, and have them start respinning the story of what happened today.&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;Alright, I'm gonna start us up again. Settle yourself down somewhere, Ed.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">We just played cards this time.

RAM:<font color="#990000">:D

RAM:<font color="#990000">Welcome back again!


 * Edaric clambers back into the carts quickly.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I swear if I look up I'll see a trollface in the clouds. =3=;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Probably. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll call, everyone here? Hopefully we can get to Tarova before the next cloud hits. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Good thing I popped in just now. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Here. ;3


 * Dr. Hatari is here.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Yar!

GM:<font color="#000000">Railock too?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No, he's laying down he said. Headache.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">He said something about me doing something. I'm guessing text him.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gamal-Junayd: I'm getting a bad headache. with lia out, gonna lay down while I wait for medicine to take effect. ghost, if she gets back on

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">But the sentence was unfinished. |D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ahh. Poor guy.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There, now we can copypasta without fear.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">SO! Without further ado!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt takes off--eh?

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Horses are still spooked by the trucktrain's passage, but at least now the riders and drivers have time to safely drive them off the road before they bolt. The Mazian contraption gets quite a lot of weird looks all the same.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh. Okay. Gnogglebolt takes off the brakes and puts the engine in gear, starting off smoothly and accellerating to a lazy speed somewhere in between 10 and 20 mph.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is also making DARN sure to look around and see any people ahead of time.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">bac

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is clearly displeased at having to go so slow.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">make the vhicles fly then no speed limits

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(dragons and wizards, as Lia has said before. &gt;.&gt; )

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Bwaaahaha. We've already been exploring that can of worms. ;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Cannons.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">doesn't have to high. jsut high enough to go cross country :)

GM:<font color="#000000">The forest still relatively flies by for those who aren't used to Mazian travel.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So. With Gnogglebolt being -sure- to look ahead and avoid anyone they pass ahead of time, any troubles with getting to Tarova some tome before the sun sets?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Dragons have a problem with us flying? Have a cannonball to the face. &gt;:E

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...good point, railock. :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">How are you ''still alive? =3=;''

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">They can share the damn airways. &gt;:E

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(brb real quick)

GM:<font color="#000000">Over the forest, you can start to see the tops of the mountains of Kogoruhn rising over the landscape, and it's no time at all after that when the squat snow-covered roofs of Tarova come into view. Roofs, metaphorically speaking... at least half of the town is underground, whether in sod houses or built into a small hill. Who knows how many little tunnels could be winding under your feet right now?

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I lik' this toun already!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sleepily looks over the new town from his window.

GM:<font color="#000000">Of course, one other thing that pops into mind as the town draws closer is how small everything is, to anyone taller than a dwarf.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi pokes her head out as the town comes into view. &quot;Finally.&quot; She says, seemingly eager to get off the technological contraption.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hmm, iz very different from de odder towns.&quot; :.

GM:<font color="#000000">Instead of the more human-friendly six to eight feet for a doorway, the doors here seem to be anywhere between four and six feet high. Watch your heads.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">back

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">THOMAS.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">WRECKER OF DOOR FRAMES.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Don't forget me!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'm just as tall as Tom!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">D:

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( &quot;Here's your bed!&quot; Five food long bedframe. Thomas: &quot;Nyoro~n. {:3c&quot; ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt pulls the trucktrain into town, and chats with the first guide/guard he sees about where he can park it, and does so.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nyoro~n. {:3c&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">what the -hell- is that, even? -3-

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang parks his bike wherever the hell he pleases, because he's chaotic like that. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Puffs of wood smoke rise from the little hill-houses and cottages dotting the landscape as the sun sets. Luckily, there do seem to be a few human-sized doors... but they're clearly on residences and shops.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://lmgtfy.com/?q=nyoro~n

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">...What the hell is Let me Google that for you?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What kind of question is that? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once parked, Gnogglebolt gets out and looks around. &quot;Architecture certainly is familiar from the books i've seen...just how many gnomes are still here?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He shakes his head. First things first.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">http://lmgtfy.com/?q=let+me+that+google+that+for+you

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey Ed, shall we go looking for your brothers and sisters?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh god infinite loop

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh.


 * Ghostwish cackles. &gt;:3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're in the wrong town for --&quot; Click. &quot;-- Oh.&quot; :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">So it's basically an asshole's way of saying &quot;look it the fuck up yourself you dumbass.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi is all too eager to get out of the bump and smash train. |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...What do bards even call other fellow bards, anyway?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Their names.&quot; :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Comrades or brothers-in-arms doesn't work..you guys are too individual to call each other coworkers...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Self-reliance is the best thing to encourage. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Not gonna lie, that kind of crap tends to piss me off.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;As a group, you silly human.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mainly becauseof my first supervisor in the military.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then don't be a big lazy baby and begin taking care of it. ^_^


 * Edaric chuckles.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry, that's the best answer I can give you.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Brand new airman, maybe my...second week outside of tech school/basic training.

RAM:<font color="#990000">He tellsme to make a continuity guide.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf, on the other hand, hops off dragula with gusto, rocking the bike a bit.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hrmph. Alright, for lack of a better term, coworkers. Let's go find them.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Now, I'd never even heard of a continuity guide before.

RAM:<font color="#990000">So I hadn't the slightest clue how the fuck to make one.

RAM:<font color="#990000">So, I ask him.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Right then! Foremaist order o' business! Time tae fin' a tavern!&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">... and he storms off. |D

RAM:<font color="#990000">And his response is to yell &quot;FIGURE IT THE FUCK OUT!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not really coworkers, either...&quot; Ed shrugs a little and hops down. &quot;Hey, wait up, Dorf! We'll find one together!&quot; |D

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ah man, I catch that so much IRL too. Hate it. -3-


 * Swallowtail looks around. &quot;The town looks like marshmallows. So round.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">This became his response pretty much every time I asked him how I was supposed to do something I'd never even heard of before.

RAM:<font color="#990000">So, yeah. That kind of shit tends to pissme off. =3=


 * Anise Berilan pulls on a high-collared coat and takes off after dwarf and bard. *w*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not as edible though. though if it was, they'd of been eaten out of house and home long ago.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tries to keep up.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oi! Vait for me!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My response to his question was googling an image. Instead, I put it through lmgtfy since it was easy and could have been handled without me. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang follows as well!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 2 + 15 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Gather Information...

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi shrugs, and follows the mob.


 * Swallowtail sticks near Sszeyl.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hmph. Ed, you silly. You're in a gnome town.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Hey, could be worse, RAM, you could have to go find the humvee keys.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gotta make like the locals. Gather Information for Talespinners/taverns: &#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 1 + 16 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">|3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">-3-

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Or go get yourself about 10 yards of air strip.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Nah, that's easy.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">In a gnome town, looking for musicians. So we're on equal footing. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Which requires a bravo alpha 11 hundred november form on an ST ring.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey, anyone care to assist us? :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">FIREBALL- oh

RAM:<font color="#990000">Just tell them to fuck off.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Because you're not nearly that stupid.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...what's wrong with finding the keys to a humvee?

RAM:<font color="#990000">HMMWV, actually.

RAM:<font color="#990000">And they don't have keys.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">.....how the frik do they not have keys? O.o

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Coming, Tom, Gamal? It'll be warmer where there's a fireplace.&quot; :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">What sorcery is this?


 * Thomas Lazarus looks over the town cautiously while tromping off the carriage.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Turnkey.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((charisma-10)/2) = 2 + floor((15 - 10) / 2) = 4&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; charisma check!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nope.

RAM:<font color="#990000">It's a little knob on the dash.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((charisma-10)/2) = 9 + floor((10 - 10) / 2) = 9&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; charisma check!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nope.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 8&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Of course elves are no help here. -3-

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Lolnope.

GM:<font color="#000000">Apparently the local halflings and gnomes are getting quite the chuckle leading the newcomers on a merry runaround.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..What are you guys looking for?&quot; :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Well, I think it's safe to say we all faff about for a whole in-character hour with no luck.

GM:<font color="#000000">You swear you've passed that tailor's twice now...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Time for second hour of checks. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;An inn. A Talespinner tavern, to be exact.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know ed, I think they might be having fun with us.&quot; Gather Information: &#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 11 + 16 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 12 + 15 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &quot;Hey, at least we're getting our exercise!&quot; :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">There's also the good-old form ID 10 Tango. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;My kind of town. |3 &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh. Well, that's easy. Just go to the biggest building with a human-sized door and see if it has a sign out front with a bottle or a mug or a silly name.&quot; |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Deze buildinks are so schmall!&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Or you could follow the dwarf who's natural instincts will lead him to any large collection of booze and barfights.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Alright, with double-27s, surely we find some good places. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The...&quot; Ed trails off a little, looking to Anise before lowering his voice a little. &quot;The Talespinner in Castleton's one of the smallest taverns there.&quot; =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(what is -with- us rolling same results? are Gnogglebolt and Edaric becoming hivemind? -3- )

You have disconnected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">=3=;

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

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

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

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Indeed you do. The smallfolk, having gotten their chuckle out of the tallfolk, direct you to a tavern called the Fox and Badger. (Last I saw; Edaric: &quot;The...&quot; Ed trails off a little, looking to Anise before lowering his voice a little. &quot;The Talespinner in Castleton's one of the smallest taverns there.&quot; =3= Gnogglebolt: (what is -with- us rolling same results? are Gnogglebolt and Edaric becoming hivemind? -3- ) )

RAM:<font color="#990000">Welcome back once again!

You have disconnected.

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

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

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay now I swear it's just screwing with me. =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Indeed you do. The smallfolk, having gotten their chuckle out of the tallfolk, direct you to a tavern called the Fox and Badger. (Last I saw; Edaric: &quot;The...&quot; Ed trails off a little, looking to Anise before lowering his voice a little. &quot;The Talespinner in Castleton's one of the smallest taverns there.&quot; =3= Gnogglebolt: (what is -with- us rolling same results? are Gnogglebolt and Edaric becoming hivemind? -3- ) )

RAM:<font color="#990000">Umm...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Tharwe go.

RAM:<font color="#990000">You missed nothing. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....mostly. &gt;.&gt;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ghost went to Sonic for foodz.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Log anyway? ^^;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Rail is AFK again.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh yeah, Ghost be afk.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sure, one sec.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">back

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I turned up the sound so I'd hear when convos started up again

RAM whispers: Shankfang the Deffrider: Mebbeh. Shankfang the Deffrider: D: Gnogglebolt: THOMAS BETTER WATCH IT WHEN YOU SPILL THE BEANS TO HIM--oh. :B RAM: NUUU! Gnogglebolt: Dangit. * Ghostwish sighs, deals out another hand of black-jack. Dr. Hatari: Insert overreaction to Liatai's connection here. :B *alt+tab* Ghostwish: Goin' to Sonic's. Back in a bit. Gamal-Junayd: afk as well * RAM fox-hides in Ghost's glove compartment and waits to fox-snatch delicious nomz. &gt;:3 VAE is disconnected. RAM: Hee... RAM: Reading the 1d4chan page on the Blood Ravens. RAM: The &quot;Blood Magpies&quot; bit is both hilarious and completely true. x3 RAM: They're complete and total kleptomaniacs. Liatai has connected. RAM: Welcome back once again! Liatai is disconnected. RAM: ...Or not. Glitch: &gt;:

RAM:<font color="#990000">Bam.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I return!


 * RAM leaps out of the glove compartment of Ghost's car and fox-snatches his foodz! &gt;:9


 * Ghostwish catches the fox! &gt;:3


 * Ghostwish sticks him on head and feeds fox-hat scraps. ^^

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Looks like the place!&quot; :3 Ed bends over a little as Anise takes off after Dorf. To Gnogglebolt; &quot; See, look up at the lantern. &quot;


 * RAM omnomnomz and gives Ghost +6 to all saves against explosions.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Edaric directs. &quot;Aha, I see. Well then, inside we go!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(transferring non-vehicle tokens to Fox &amp; Badger...)

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Finally! This'll be a richt wey tae drookit mah whistle!&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf waddles up to the bar.


 * Thomas Lazarus follows a generous ways back, strolling along with his hands in his coat pockets and taking in the sights of a different race's town. Interestin'!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">--oh, already there.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt strides into the tavern, a perfect fit for the doorway.

Dwarven Barmaid:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome tae th' Fox 'n' Badger! What'll ye have?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:o

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf stops at the bar, and glances sideways at the warrior at the bar as well. He drops the common, and continues in dwarven.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(taverns can serve meals, right? Not just drink?)

Gnome Bartender:<font color="#000000">~Today's Menu~ Root vegetable stew - 2 CP Bottomless vegetable stew - 5 CP Rabbit and leek stew - 7 CP Bottomless rabbit stew - 16 CP Cheese rolls with a filling of nuts, honey and vegetables: 4 CP Apple-stuffed mushrooms: 5 CP Drinks Meadowbrook Lager: 2 CP Strong Blackwood Ale: 3 CP Ree Lak's Whiskey: 6 CP Steel Tower Vodka: 6 CP Forgehelm Dwarven Spirits: 7 CP Golden Light: 8 CP Red Rabbit Raspberry Wine: 9 CP

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz so mehnny liddle pipplez!&quot;

Gnome Bartender:<font color="#000000">Yessir. :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ah, coolies.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Excuse me, good brother, but might I bother you for your opinion of the fine spirits found within this establishment?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tokens tokens tokens tokens~ *brick'd*


 * Ghostwish trolololololols.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">mumbles &quot;they need taller tables. not all, just a few...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt smiles as the barmaid approaches. &quot;I'm staying in this town for the night before continuing my travel. A nice dinner will do well. Hmm...&quot; he looks at the menu. &quot;I'd like the stuffed cheese rolls, please.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Bottomless veggie schtew!&quot; :O

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I'll have the root stew with the wine, please.&quot; Tathi says.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Apple stuffed mushrooms with the ale for me.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(4 cp deducted from token)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'll take dat, und de mushrooms, und de vine!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus seems lost in thought and mesmerized. &quot;...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">oh didn't notice some of em were normal


 * Gamal-Junayd sits at the normal sized table

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Yes, I know Thomas, Ed's locks really are that beautiful. *BRICK'D*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang first attempts to squeeze himself into one of the small tables!

Dwarven Warrior:<font color="#000000">The dwarf looks over. &quot;(Ah, here's a braw fellow. Always good news to see one of the All-Father's folk about. The Forgehelm spirits are straight from the mountains, so they're authentic. Ree Lak's stuff always has a kick, the Steel Tower'll clear your throat. The raspberry's all right, if you feel like sampling a wee little halfling girly drink as an appetizer!)&quot; He laughs.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:d

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Everyone here is so adorable. *_* *brick'd*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Needless to say, he fails utterly and is forced to sit in one of the normal chairs. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After placing his order, Gnogglebolt turns back to Ed. &quot;So, I suppose you have a sense to spot fellows of your profession, now matter how well they blend into the crowd...who here do you peg as a storyteller?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Hey, I recognize those two!&quot; :D Ed seems distracted for a moment, then looks back at Gnogglebolt. &quot;....&quot; :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That works just as well.&quot; Gnogglebolt smirks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh my..&quot; He ponders the menu for a bit before placing an order for apple-stuffed muchrooms and raspberry wine. That sounds awesome even out of character. :9


 * Ghostwish is muching on cheesy tater tots. Close enough? :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes full advantage of the bottomless stew. &gt;:9

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ehe... I just blew my chance to look cool and point them out out of thin air, huh?&quot; :B &quot;Maribel and Lily are more songwriters and dancers than storytellers.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Well, I guess I can go speak to them, and if they're not much for the stories, they should be able to direct me to folks who are...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But for now, Gnogglebolt waits for his meal to arrive, and when it does, he sets around to eating it happily.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Fort save for the wine, I suppose. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Not in the middle of their performance, that's rude. &quot; :|

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Actually, I'm pretty sure you only need to make those if you're trying to get drunk. ;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, then nevermind. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Lia, I'm thinking that I can actually play out Gnogglebolt talking to the bards now, but after that, he'd want to mingle with the gnomes in the tavern and around town. But that part I think I'll save for a mini.)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nah, you need to make them if you want to avoid getting drunk. :B

Dwarven Barmaid:<font color="#000000">The dwarf returns with the hefty plate of food and drink balanced on one hand. &quot;'ere yer, ladies 'n' gentlemen. Tae git yer stew, juist heid ower tae th' fireplace. Rolan wull dish it oot fur ye.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt starts. &quot;Of course not in the middle of their performance, what do you take me for? Besides, I'm eating my dinner now anyway.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you very muchly, miss.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, smiling again and flipping a gold coin tip to her.


 * Thomas Lazarus beams and starts into his ..m..mushroom dumpling.. things.. &gt;:9 Mm, appley.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Stew get!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Fort: &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 16 + 9 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;


 * Gamal-Junayd sticks to water

Amadre:<font color="#9933FF">Two great big green dogs just took up most of the room in front of the fireplace. :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And Shankfang just stays there by the fireplace and eats. Easier to get refills that way. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus is dignified.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+1+fortitude = 13 + 1 + 6 = 20&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; uh oh! She's drinking again.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+fortitude = 17 + 8 = 25&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sets about eating his own meal. Of course, he ordered no alcohol, just some water/fruit juice.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey. Dorf.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Got any insider tips?&quot; |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Suffice to say, Shankfang single-handedly drains most of the stew pot. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once Gnogglebolt is almost done with his meal, he starts looking over at the performing duo in the corner, watching their show for it to end, but also just to watch their show to enjoy it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB phone.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf nods to his kin, and then gives Anise the eyeball. &quot;Yeah. Ah do.&quot; He says, and slams a gold piece down on the counter. &quot;Get duin tae git plastered.&quot; He says, and looks to the barkeep. &quot;Barkeep! Forgehelm's finest fer twa 'n' keep it coming!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks aside during his meal and comments between helpings. &quot;Say, Gamal..&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">He looks back to the other dwarf. &quot;Skinny thing fancies herself a drinker. Let's shaw her howfur th' dwarves toast, shall we?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Make dat three!&quot; :3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf blinks, peering over his beard at Shankfang. &quot;You gaun tae dram th' nicht, 'n' take the motor in th' morning?&quot; He says, and laughs, slapping the bar. &quot;I lik' you!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang comes up behind the two and squeeeeezes in between them. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll probably be heading north for days, now, and atleast doing some stops around the desert.&quot; He fingers the rim of his wineglass a bit self-consciously. &quot;Is there anything ...&quot; He pauses and concentrates for a moment. How to say this tactfully. &gt;:.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Do you think it'll be alright if we find folks you know?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">ARE YOUR PEOPLE CANNIBALS? *brick'd*

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">(for some reason I wanted to type dogmeat'd. wtf fallout. XD)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Suffice to say, is quite crowded, as a 6'3 Half-Orc has no business squeezing in anywhere. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hopefully. If we do meet members of my tribe, how it goes will greatly depend on just who we meet. But...don't start problems unless it's started first.&quot;

Tipsy Gnome:<font color="#000000">The tipsy gnome is shoved over unceremoniously. |D

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it's clear I'm just traveling through amd have no intentions of returning...there shouldn't be any problems.&quot;

Gnome Bartender:<font color="#000000">&quot;Four rounds of Forgehelm spirits, coming up!&quot; the bartender chirps.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So, how do the rolls for drinking work? :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Just a fort save. Each successive one is at a higher DC. Fail, and you take ability point damage (wis and dex, I believe)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fort saves versus the drink. -2 for each consecutive save after the first.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Or higher DC, whichever.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ah.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">If any of your given ability scores drop to zero, you are in some way incapacitated.


 * Dwarven Warrior peers over his beard at Dorf, eyes twinkling. &quot;Cannae huv a proper dwarven toast wi' juist yin dwarf, aye?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">What's the DC? :.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">DC depends on the drink. Given by the DM.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Depends on the drink. The DM decides in most cases.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Mkay. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">14.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Usually they're actually quite low.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll probably stay somewhat out of sight in the cairrages. It'll maiunly be oasis's that problems may arise at&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(if your dex drops to zero, you're still concious, but a sprawled wreck on the floor. If your wis drops to zero, it's total lights-out)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Heh, definately gonna run out of wis before dex. :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 2 + 14 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+13 = 20 + 13 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 12 + 12 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Anise starts knocking them back with hardly even a sway. &gt;|D

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Here's tae nae seeing straecht fur a week!&quot; The dwarf announces.. and down the hatch. &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 4 + 12 = 16&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; fort!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ah, I see. Lia's doing as reducing fort save by 1 each check.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 12 + 11 = 23&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 13 + 10 = 23&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+9 = 8 + 9 = 17&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">so the DC of 14 is remaining static.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ah, so four drinks off the bat!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Clearly I forget all the rules. Ignore me. XP

Dwarven Warrior:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 13 + 8 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 5 + 6 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">OMNOMNOM BOOZE! &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 10 + 4 = 14&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Durn low con score!

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Shankfang is going down. Fast. XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Verily. :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 13 + 10 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+9 = 20 + 9 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 18 + 8 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 5 + 7 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; |D

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh damn.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Was there anything, perhaps, you wanted to do while we're out here?&quot; :. &quot;..If not, that's okay. I understand the answer is probably a no.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">You take damage -three- separate times. :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">1d2 wis and 1d2 dex for each one. XP


 * Thomas Lazarus looks over flatly at the bar. =3=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though..Thomas..if there is trouble...try and let me deal with it alone. You should be able to feign ignorance if something does go wrong and things start going bad. It isn't your fight.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 4 + 8 = 12&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 4 + 6 = 10&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; I can only imagine this sight. There's four people downing drinks at a rate that would make united states marines go &quot;holy shit.&quot;.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt also glances in the direction of the bar. &quot; I'm going to have to tow the damn bike tomorrow.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d2+1d2+1d2 = 1 + 1 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; wis and &#171;  &#160;1d2+1d2+1d2 = 1 + 2 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; dex!


 * Thomas Lazarus murmurs, &quot; Even if I agree to that request out of respect, there's no way some of our brazen and foolish friends would leave you alone.&quot; =w=;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 20 + 6 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 2&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20-1 = 20 - 1 = 19&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20-2 = 15 - 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20-3 = 11 - 3 = 8&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">18 wisdom and 9 dex remaining. Owie.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Another 3 fails!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Haaaaah! I do love a good dwarven cleardraught~!&quot; |D

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">10 Dex and 13 Wis.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmph. no doubt. But If problems occur...the best way for them to not occur again will be if I lay them low without aid. It IS the simplist method to prove that by rejecting my parents and I, they weakened the tribe.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">What's Shankfang at? :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">11 and 4. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf laughs, and downs another pair! &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">His mental faculties are fading fast indeed. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Who's keeping count? That's... 10 drinks? XD

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 18 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 19 + 1 = 20&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I dunno. Y'all are going too damn fast for me to keep up with. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Keep up, Shankfang! We're ainlie getting started!&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">You knew what you were signing up for! Two dwarves, and... Anise seems to be getting more energized with each drink. Isn't alcohol a depressant?

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">We're up to 12 drinks. Most folks in real life would be in the emergency room.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20-1 = 4 - 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Actually, each fort save doesn't have to translate to one full drink.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Maybe half of, or a quarter. :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2+1d2 = 1 + 1 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2+1d2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I understand, then. I'll keep to the sides and try to make sure everything stays.. as safe as it can. Hopefully it will be uneventful leading up to entertaing our host's home.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Depending on the serving size we're dealing with.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kn rlly tke muh mre a diz, Hy'm aktly knda zkly fr n Orc y z.&quot; :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Holy shit. xD

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 12 + 10 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; '....&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Did not understand a SINGLE word of that. xD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I wasn't expecting you to. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">so, is Shankfang going to roll more fort saves, or not? :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Host -- &quot; Ed blinks, setting his drink down.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">#13 &#171; &#160;1d20 = 4&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; #14 &#171;  &#160;1d20-1 = 4 - 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And this is why I don't drink.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, blanching slightly at the scene at the bar.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d2+1d2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; wisdom &#171;  &#160;1d2+1d2 = 1 + 1 = 2&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; dexterity

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes....I'd prefer that. I'd much rather start that battle on my terms...No doubt even if we avoid them this trip, they will come seeking me one day, If my reputation should reach their ears. But a battle then would be on my terms, and away from easy access to reinforcements I'd rather not have to deal with.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Prolly not, more for the reason that I personally can't keep up with the pace these two are setting. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't Max say something about brass dragons adhering to the idea of the host gift really closely?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yep.&quot; He rolls his eyes in a sort of idea-suggesting way. &quot;You know. The one we probably shouldn't name-drop.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">14 wisdom and 7 dex. Uh oh. He's starting to sway.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-2 = 1 - 2 = -1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20-3 = 8 - 3 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;


 * Thomas Lazarus sags his head. &quot; Nevermind.&quot; =w=;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">So SHankfang is not going to drink till he drops? Damn.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I had a good line prepared.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d3+1d2 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2+1d2 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">So is Anise...

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">#15 &#171; &#160;1d20-2 = 4 - 2 = 2&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; #16 &#171;  &#160;1d20-3 = 2 - 3 = -1&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d2+1d2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; wisdom &#171;  &#160;1d2+1d2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; dex!!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;..OI!&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">10 wisdom and 3 dex! Mother of dwarves, he's holding onto the bar to stay upright!

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-4 = 19 - 4 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20-5 = 8 - 5 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;AM OKAY.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">2 Dex, 3 Wis. HOOBOY.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I think I'm going to just let them stay hungover tomorrow.&quot; =w=;;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">This is gonna be close. :.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">One save at a time now, gotta see who drops first. xD

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(or if they both clonk at the same time)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hw mch dya wnn bet Hy kn stll scht a cn ff yer hd?&quot; :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">'Schyeah righ...! DRINK!&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Right then. Baith o' us. At th' same time. Dae it!&quot; The dwarf says.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">#16 [1d20-4

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">#16 &#171; &#160;1d20-4 = 2 - 4 = -2&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And so, when Shankfang gets drunk, he ceases to use vowels. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; wisdom &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; dexterity

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You missed your face.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, m'twodrinksh ahea'dyu!&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;What!? Na ye'r not!&quot; He says. And belches. Thunderously.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">When shankfang is drunk, he sounds like he's trying to summon Cthulhu. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">8 wisdom and 1 dex! He's like.. see-sawing back and forth.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">#17 &#171; &#160;1d20-5 = 4 - 5 = -1&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... non-drunk Guardians, I'm gonna call a Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Down he goes!

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; wisdom and &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; dexterity!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-6 = 8 - 6 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks over, resting his face on knuckles. &quot;?&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">7 wisdom and -1 dex! And down he goes in a crash. |D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">IA, IA! CTHULHU R'LYAH FTHAGN!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Someone tell me who the dwarf is anyway, and why we're bringing him along?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;YESH! A WIN!&quot; \o/ And then she flumps over. |D

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hey! A'm aye guid! Juist pour it oan mah face!&quot; The dwarf calls from the floor. |D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang smirks and pushes himself away from the bar, somehow still walking straight. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Seriously, I don't even remember this dwarf. Where did he come from?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Why did I give him a ride?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And one beer is applied to his face. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...uhoh

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Remember visiting Max's lair? He said it was a good idea to bring a gift to a dragon's lair.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Thas' da ticket!&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Did Lia vanish again?


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs. =3=;;;; It's not my fault YOU DON'T KNOW.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Wonder--oh

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Y dnh gv hm a rde, Hy dd!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did he now? Well then, we'll just have to find a suitable gift.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;And that brass dragons in particular liked it.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay. Are you...going somewhere with this, Ed?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A pity I don't have the money for another rogue stone.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, you know mages and magery best...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi looks up from her spellbook. &quot;Mm?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And one drunk Half-Orc is applied to Tom as Shankfang drapes over his back. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt stares flatly at Shankfang as he comes stumbling over.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... so what do you recommend getting one of the strongest mages in Akellon?&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No, not stumbling.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He still has 11 dex.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;An iron golem.&quot; She says, nodding.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He's walking straight as an arrow. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, rephrasing.&quot; :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;How freuch ah am..&quot; The dwarf drunkenly carols from the floor.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;HLLU!&quot; :D


 * Thomas Lazarus maneuvers Shank into a chair annoyedly. &quot;Come on, quit screwing around. This isn't a vacation.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you get one of the strongest mages in Akellon that's in our budget?&quot; :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh. Well then.&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+21 = 13 + 21 = 34&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Knowledge Arcana!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">TWO iron golems. *fireball'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, so he just can barely comprehend anything, then. :B &quot;I doub't you'll be able to remember or make sense of what I'm about to tell you shankfang, but if you get drunk like this around my sister, I swear I'm going to make you regret it.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;To lte!&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...So, what was the 'calling a Gnogglebolt' thing you said just now, Ed?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Just a joke. Calling a Guardian gathering.&quot; :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rolls his eyes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Rmbr d vn Tdd's fddr mks? Hy gt a bttl fr us. Vs fn.&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Right, well, a few ideas. Spellbooks are never a bad choice. Wizards typically have dozens. Goodness knows I've been traveling and I've still racked up four of them.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;S sck t!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;A Bard to entertain them?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt isn't even paying attention to Shankfang's incomprehensible Elder God-speak at this point.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Wands, rods, magical baubles, they're all gifts, but then you'd need to know a thing or two about the wizard. Won't do you any good what so ever if you bring a wand of invisibility to a wizard who forakes illusion.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs and scratches his head. &quot;Hrm..&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: WIth that Knowledge check, Tathi knows enough about Kerishorak to know that the brass dragon is certainly not a wizard. More innate. He simply has incredible raw power, and is in command of powers that even the strongest pure wizards or sorcerers cannot boast.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...So, we'll need to get to know this particular dragon's reputation before meeting him by sniffing around local legends.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang giggles a little, before collapsing down into Ed's lap.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or just....egggh. 'Sending' back to Terri's folks for advice.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Correct me if I'm wrong; I don't really know dragons. He's brass.. right? They love conversing, right?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;By the way? Still the wrong question, Edaric.&quot; Tathi says with a smirk.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Kerishorak is not a wizard. So out with the spellbook idea.&quot; :3


 * Edaric struggles to lift Shankfang up and put his head on the table. &quot;-- C'mon, Shankfang.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Gnggl's a k'll j'y. Trtng m bt m fnc.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;bt 'm cmfy...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Let's see if tathi might have an idea of what the dragon might like.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 6 + 9 = 15&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; knowledge local!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know about him?&quot; He tries to wriggle out without making Shankfang fall. &quot;Seriously Shankfang, off.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;He's a very powerful arcanist. Word gets around.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mmm, fn.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang grudgingly sits back upright.


 * Thomas Lazarus leans over and drags the sloshed orc into the free chair. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;H ll sck, h knw dt?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well.. how about a compilation of stories? New ones, ideally. Maybe that he hasn't heard.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;H shld hf std 'n Mzo...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's a thought, Tom.&quot; :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances back over to the performing duo. Are they done with a show, or looking like they're reaching the end of one?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal, you're from the desert. Have you ever had any dealings with brass dragons?&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, it has value, and we can afford it, unlike all those arcane things..&quot; ^^;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Kerishorak's known tastes can best be described as 'eclectic.' The stories are so varied you can't pin anything down.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;His tastes are best described as eclectic.. The rumors are as wild as legends concerning what they like.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;The chieftend usually were the ones to deal with the dragons. I've seen them fly over. but direct contact...no.&quot;

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;'Scuse me. Hey, you there! Newcomer with the green lizard!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks and jolts a little, looking around. &quot;Ah, yes?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What would I like if I were a desert dragon getting guests.. ... hmmm~mmm ...&quot; |3c

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you a Mazian?&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy 'm t!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I am, yes.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, looking at the other gnome curiously.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: would I of heard of any sort of gifts the chieftens might of taken when/if they visited dragons?


 * Dr. Hatari zooms on token art. Oh deal, dual wielding revolvers. :B

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you know of a gnome named Gnogglebolt Steelworm Ratchetrod Kaldan Virkoth Sparkgear in Castleton?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes, he's a nerd.&quot; Tathi comments quietly. :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...Lia, if this is about Gnogglebolt mingling with the gnomes and talking about the bard he sent through here, I said I wanted to do that in a minisession. -3-

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Glitch: (Lia, I'm thinking that I can actually play out Gnogglebolt talking to the bards now, but after that, he'd want to mingle with the gnomes in the tavern and around town. But that part I think I'll save for a mini.)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh just play. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, h iz!&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">namely because I wanted time to -actually write out the poster he made- DX *flails*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...That would be me.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well you could have -told me that.- :B


 * Gamal-Junayd points at gnoggle, who's player is panicking

Glitch:<font color="#000000">i just did! I said I wanted to save for mini! Dx


 * Dr. Hatari prepares oven.

You whisper to Railock: It depends on the dragon. Naturally, treasures are well-accepted, as is food, and anything made from organic sources (wood, leather, fur, cloth, etc.), but most valued of all is a conversation. A brass dragon can talk to anything or anyone that can string two syllables together for hours.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh just flex and adapt. It's only a conversation. Goodness how would you ever handle a cursed item. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">BURN IT.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You didn't say you wanted to -prepare a paper!- DX

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">AN ENTIRE CAMPAIGN FOR THE CURSED TOE CLIPPERS.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh play already. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I am playing, I am playing, fine, I already had Gnogglebolt respond. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; He considers.

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Really?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Maybe Terri and I would like candy but that's different.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Candy and a nice new novel?&quot; &gt;:3c

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well come on then! It's too cold over by this door anyway. How do you stand it?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, really. I am Gnogglebolt Steelworm Ratchetrod Kaldan Virkoth Sparkgear. May I ask who is looking for me?&quot; Gnogglebolt says with a smile.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh! Alright.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I don't see why not, Thomas. I'm pretty sure there isn't a large, powerful, magical being that doesn't have a sweettooth.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks back at the group. &quot;Excuse me. I think I know what this is about, personal project of mine. I'll tell you later if you want to know.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though..I do remember the chief once remarking that he liked to bring some things...while they liked treasures, the chief was kind of stingy...he mentioned they like good food, as well as things like worked wood, or fine cloths, leather furs....He also mentioned it'd be better to bring somethign, anythign, than to go empty handed...otherwise they might view the gift you brought MUST be your ear to listen to their tales...they can go on for hours, and It's deathly impolite to fall asleep or let your mind wander if you didn't bring any other gift for them.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets up from the table and follows the other gnome.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe.. maybe rock-candy with cherry juice in the mix before it crystalized. That'd be good.&quot; &gt;:O

Gamal-Junayd whispers: I think that's an apt description from a tribal chief of those type of gifts. heh

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Maybe some of Tathi's wine?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi looks crossly at Aelian. &quot;It's not my wine!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian smirks. &quot;It has your name on it?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tdd's vn 's dlcus!

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm Faergala Firebright Bluespark Quiltfinder Kirtal Folkor. Come on, come on!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tlfra lks 's too!&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Aye git me a boattle too!&quot; Comes a drunken hollar.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">How long does it take before stats start recovering? :.

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, look who I found! The very mysterious author of this thing!&quot; |3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One hour.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nice to meet you, Faergala Firebright Bluespark Quiltfinder Kirtal Folkor!&quot; Gnogglebolt says in return, committing the name to memory.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">You basically have to sleep it off.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Thought so. :3


 * Chilly Gnome holds up one of Gnogglebolt's flyers, and the others at the table regard him with intense curiosity.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha, I knew it. Glad my errand-runner has met with some success already.&quot; Gnogglebolt says to the assembled gnomes.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That does sound tasty.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(and just a reminder Lia, the poster itself didn't actually have any gnome-specific information or anything related to New Kemmer on it. That was an unwritten thing for the dispatched bards to repeat verbally to any gnomes they saw, at the time of handing over one of the fliers)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(that's probably the biggest pertinent detail. Rest can be filled in as we go. :B )

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Ed stands up. &quot;Well, keep mulling it over, I'm gonna go catch up with Maribel and Lily. We'll buy something in the morning, maybe?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sounds like a plan.&quot;

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;.......... Well?&quot; :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might wnat to mak sure we have plenty of it then. &quot;

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;The silly human who was handing these out said there was a secret message for gnomes. Well?&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well, what? Yes, I produced the poster, and yes I sent the storytellers who gave it to you. They should have also repeated some words directly to you at the same time. And yes, you found me...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh.&quot; Gnogglebolt frowns. Looks like the most important errand runner forgot what he was supposed to say.

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">Or the gnome was forgetful. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come to think of it.. Lethiriss gave us some nice foods that will keep until we get there. Surely we won't be able to find anything nicer.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Refresh my memory? :B

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Now THERE'S an idea.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He'd have to speak with someone in the party who knows Sending to rectify that asap, he thinks to himself. &quot;We--

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Okay. This is why I wanted to save this for a minisession. :B But give me a few minutes, I'll try to recover all that I wanted to put on the posters and what the message was.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Typing from memory, standby...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I thought you were just being courteous, not that you didn't have things ready. ^^;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mmm. Sorry guys, but I'm fading fast here, and I don't want to be all super-exhausted in case we get a call today.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sleep well. :3


 * RAM was just recently put onto a team to replace someone else. :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;..... sssssssssssso Dorf.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I used to have to fight to get that, you lucky bastard.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why're you here again?&quot; |D

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Well, I can say what the private gnome-only message was now, but to avoid any more inconsistencies, I'm going to sit down and not proceed until I've finished the list of all the -other- information that was on it, in case it comes up.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mmm, m'knd trd. Gnn go t'bd. G'nght gyz.&quot; |3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Generally, when someone says they want to keep something to a mini, you can assume there's a reason for it. :B I didn't want to do this in the middle of the session, but to avoid another hiccup, gotta do it. No, I'm not writing it out word-for-word, just as much of the bullet-points as I can recall.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Oh, but, she made that stuff for us, so, I'll bet she would be disappointed if we gave it all away as a gift.. even if it were to a great person..&quot; &gt;:.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Cuz ah drank awfy much. How come else wid ah be lying oan th' floor?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So we must sample first.&quot; =w=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And so Shankfang stands and heads tobed, still somehow walking in a perfectly straight line.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nahhh, I mean, why're you goin' to Yoriver?&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Och.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aye.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">And so now I'm off to bed.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Night. :B ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">G'night, everyone.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I kin be a wee bit tipsy, bit that's nae something tae be blethering aroond th' crakin' folks at a boozer. Ask me come mornin', whin lugs aren't about.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw c'mooooooon~ you got a girl up there, or what? Bows in 'er beard~?&quot; |D

Dwarven Barmaid:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ach. Humans.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;No 'fense, ma'am~&quot;


 * Anise Berilan pokes Dorf. |D

Dorf Aias: <font color="#9933ff">(( okay where'd we decide the Aias clan comes from again? :p ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I forget. Pick a mountain range. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, looks like everyone's drifting off to their business now.&quot; Tom sets his mostly clean plate and empty glass away.

Dorf Aias: <font color="#9933ff">(( *points at the one north of onach* :3 ))

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


 * Thomas Lazarus heads over idly and decides to give the hounds some company and attention. &quot; Enjoying the fire, or just begging?&quot; |3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Och na! A' body kens th' best girls come frae Whitecap anyway! They've git th' biggest, perkiest beards ye ever saw!&quot; He says with a laugh that ends in a burp. &quot;Naw. Ah heard whit business wis gaun oan, 'n' tis oan mah wey, sae 'ere ah am.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">The poster is just a brightly-colored poster with lots of bolded words. The primary taglines are things like &quot;Are you good with your hands? Find puzzles a breeze? ...&quot; and other traits signifying someone who has a sharp intellect, before saying to come join Gnogglebolt's Mazian Shop of Steamworks, promising to teach the secrets of Mazian craft, and waxing lyrical about the wonders of machines and things. On the back of the poster in small, more formal print is the specific details of what one needs to do and what to expect if they join; namely reiterating wanting those with sharp minds but little magical inclination, saying that once classes start lodging ill be provided, and that the students can sell the things they make as a business to make money as long as they stay within Gnogglebolt's corps, and explaining that those who join are to be part of Gnogglebolt's personal corps of tinkers, and also a bit about how Gnogglebolt may not initially be present at the school once people start arriving, and if he isn't, there is a receptionist there who will give the tinker-to-be enough money to find food and lodging on their own in Castleton for a month, after the sign a waiver that they will return to the school as soon as Gnogglebolt returns. Now, the -secret- message, the one the bards were supposed to say directly to any gnomes they saw, was along the lines of &quot;An ally of New Kemmer is building the foundation, and you can be a part of it.&quot; That'd be the hook to attract most of the gnomes.


 * Edaric is laughing and talking shop with the two lady bards in the corner.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">There. :B

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( OH NOOOOO~ *grabs lamp post* |O ))

Amadre:<font color="#9933FF">Amadre is purely zoinked out, snoozing in front of the fire. Tavia is asleep on the WALL OF TEXT

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

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Little discriminatory, I say,)&quot; grumbles one gnome in Gnomish before the loud one bops him on the head. &quot;(OI!)&quot;

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(OI YOURSELF! LET THE NEW GUY TALK!)&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Brb, flipping chicken

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(YOU'RE NOT BEING EXACTLY QUIET YOURSELF!)&quot;

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(YOU STARTED IT!)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt laughs at the antics, but immediately feels relaxed. Ahh, it's been too long since he's heard the tongue of his people.

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(BOTH OF YOU KNOCK IT OFF ALREADY.)&quot; XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...from one who isn't paranoid as shiz. :B

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(SHE STARTED IT!)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Ah, I see Kellonite gnomes are, in fact, as boistrous as gnomes where I come from!)&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Tavia wags her tail happily at Thomas. :3

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(They're siblings, just plug your ears.)&quot; X3

Gnome Alchemist:<font color="#000000">&quot;(So, you're a Kemmerist, then? Strange to find one from Mazio. Do you have Kellon kin?)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Oh goodness, the stories I could tell you since I've got here. I was beginning to think Kellonite gnomes were the most dreary, stuck up people around! Before all of you, I've only seen one gnome on a regular basis, and oh by Garl above you'd swear he was half-dwarf!)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I cannot tell you how glad I am to learn that he is the exception and not the rule.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Ah, no, I have no Kellonite kin that I am aware of. No, my reasons are...well...it's a simple enough story to tell, I suppose.)&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Is this secret gnome business? I'm going to go off and get a story or two from those adventurers if it is,)&quot; one halfling asks in fluent Gnome.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas pets and dotes on Tavia for a while, seemingly happy to be distracted by all the shenanigans and babysitting and responsibilities and planning and the grim horizon and oh dear his face is falling again already. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks at the halfling in slight surprise, but speaks without hesitation. &quot;(Oh, no, not so much. If you'd like to stay and listen, you may.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I just didn't want this getting too public before I lined up all the dominos correctly.)&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I'll get it later. That inquisitor looks like he could use a distraction.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Still a lot of groundwork to do. Ah, very well. Anyway...)&quot; Gnogglebolt turns back to the other gnomes.


 * Sly Halfling stands up, and peers over at Thomas, hands behind his back.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(My mother is a governess, and my father practices the same trade I do on an urban architecture level. He's designed several notable bridges and towers back home. Now, my mother is very politically active, and she raised me that if someone's in a bad position, it's because they weren't given the support to be able to stand on their own. My father always taught me that if you see a need, build the solution with your hands. Well...)&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;'Scuse me, father inquisitor.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus blinks back to the waking world, and looks aside, slightly surprised to be addressed in such a way. &quot;Oh.. me? What can I do for you?&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're new in town, aren't you?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes. Just stopping through on a longer journey north.&quot; He offers a smile.

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought so! So you don't know you're standing in the Spot.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Eh?&quot; D| Thomas looks down.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I was reading through some historical accounts of the Underdark War here in Akellon over a century ago. I saw all the mentions that the primary gnome settlement here had been destroyed, and because all the small satellite gnome towns were dependant on its central supply, they began to die out. And to this day, I saw that, well...no one had really made a serious, concentrated effort to help. Even with the easing of political tensions between Mazio and Akellon and the increase of trade tourism, and migration between the two, no one from my prosperous home has offered any real aid.)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Brb, oven for the last time. ))


 * Sly Halfling points up. Parentheses are in Halfling. &quot;No, not down, up! Look there. That's the spot where someone wrote (gullible) in (Invisible) Ink!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks, uncertainly. &quot;Oh..?&quot; {|3c &quot;..What's that?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Thus was born my plan. If no one else will, I will. I came here to Akellon with the intent of helping create a new settlement, a much stronger one, to keep the Kellonite gnomes from vanishing entirely, as well as spreading useful steamworks around.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Right now, I'm in Phase One of that plan.)&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;A mage wrote that on the rafters a long time ago, you see. Anybody who stands in the Spot for more than a minute has to pay a price before they can leave. And the price is...&quot;

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


 * Sly Halfling holds up his index finger. &quot;One story!&quot; :3


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles, &quot;Oh.. a story-kind of spot, is it..?&quot; He slowly relaxes.

Gnome Alchemist:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Why the non-magical stipulation, then?)&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes sir, Father Inquisitor.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, please, just call me Tom. That sounds way too official for me..&quot; ^^; &quot;Well.. alright. Let's see..&quot;

Gnome Alchemist:<font color="#000000">&quot;(It seems counter-intuitive for a Kemmerist to be screening out magical talent.)&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes sir, Father Inquisitor Tom.&quot; |3


 * Thomas Lazarus subconsciously mooshes Tavia's face around while he stares into space and searches his memories for a suitable tavern story. &gt;:. Hmmm. Hmmmmm!!

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Mah fafe.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Well, my plan depends on a core group of people well-trained in my art, and, well...the philosophies aren't very compatible. I've seen what happens when someone tries to teach a mage back in Mazio the craft of steamworks. So many assumptions and paradigms have to be unlearned that it's just easier to teach someone who hasn't had any experience in either.)&quot; (OOC Totally made up in-character explanation of Gnogglebolt can't have any mages joining his corps because most of the followers will be level 1 and that one level must be tinker. :B )

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Oh god. She's mouthing on your hands. So. Much. slobber.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Made that up on the spot. Hope I did well. :B )


 * Thomas Lazarus deals. =w=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Oh, I thought of one.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The mysterious blacksmithed blacksmith, Desmond Aegis. He was my father's blacksmith for a long time, actually. Went on a few adventures in his time, and made the most remarkable weaponcraft. We still have a few of his brands back home. Exotic, massive, exacting craftsmanship. Really unique artisan, that fellow.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;blacksmithed blacksmith&quot;?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...uhoh. Liacheck, are you here? :11


 * Thomas Lazarus pitches his head back and closes his eyes while recounting. Tavia continues being sqwooshed about harmlessly. &quot;Now, the thing about Desmond was, he was always all wrapped up. From head to toe, stem to stern, in coats, and gloves, and heat masks with goggles, scarves, mantles -- he looked like a colonial lepper all wrapped up for winter. Except all the time. It was a source of great mystery to my dad and his companions, but most of them were polite. Paid it no mind. He did a good service, afterall.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh dear. Probably not. =w=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh well, no reason to stop~

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dog duty. ^^;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus shifts tone and furrows his brow. &quot;--Except he was weird. Like, really weird. So weird people thought he was a little crazy.&quot;

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(... but doesn't every gnome have magic?)&quot; &gt;:.


 * Gamal-Junayd sits there all wrapped up as well...

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(HEY! BE POLITE! HE'S MAZIAN!)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Dad says, in fact, that one time he put down a comission for a set of reinforced gauntlets, and he needed it A.S.A.P.. Well.. ..He goes about his business in the inn room the next day. Morning routine. Stretches. Gets dressed. Goes over to a mirror -- and he sees the guy standing in his room holding the package.&quot;

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(NOT MY FAULT THEY'RE MAGIC-STUNTED!)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just, like.. waiting there. Mutely.&quot; He squints and makes wiggling finger gestures.

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">Bop. &quot;(THERE'S ONE SITTING RIGHT THERE!)&quot;

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(THEN SHUT UP AND LET HIM TALK!)&quot;

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(YOU FIRST, AFTER YOU APOLOGIZE!)&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Listen check to see if gamal hears thomas going at it (Listen Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 19 + 1 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Gnome fight. :B

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(YOU APOLOGIZE FIRST FOR YELLING AT ME!)&quot;

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(COOL IT, YOU TWO!)&quot;

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Sorry.)&quot;

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Sorry.)&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: how close is the halfling listening to thomas?

You whisper to Railock: North of you, by the fireplace.

You whisper to Railock: 50 feet.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Not like that, not like that. I did read that Kellonite gnomes have a little innate magic in them. I doubt that will be a problem, because that's just what you're able to do, not something you really learned directly. If I understand correctly.)&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: meant how closely is he paying attention to thomas?

You whisper to Railock: Oh. Raptly. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Which isn't to say he was a bad guy.&quot; Armfold. |3 &quot;Just that no one could really understand him. In fact, I hear he once wanted to treat the guy to a meal for his troubles and good work. He wasn't really all that socially inclined, you see. Not one to keep the company of friends.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus squints. &quot;Dad says, and I quote as he did, the guy puts down his order for...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I'm talking about spending years learning the techniques to control magic. That takes a totally different thought process than tinkering.)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;''I'll have... one... food, please.&quot;''


 * Gamal-Junayd decides to have a little prank on the halfling thomas is regaling, he may lack the goggles but he sure is all wrapped up. He's gonna see if he can sneak up, and stand RIGHT behind the halfling all quiet like. (Move Silently Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160;  &#187;) (Hide Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 1 + 7 = 8&#160;  &#187;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Gamal casts a shadow over everyone. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(...ohgawd this is tha warforged-pretending-to-be-a-person story, isn't it? xD )

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">It's Keppler. XP

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh, lawlz. xD

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">eh I'm just hoping I get some sort of scare with the move silently getting me in position if he's really rapt to the story

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Heh heh. Good one. &gt;:3

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">The halfling laughs, not even noticing the creeping Moscran.


 * Gamal-Junayd just stands perfectly still behind the halfling after nodding once to thomas.

Gnome Wanderer:<font color="#000000">The other patrons listening stifle their giggles; some are staring wide-eyed at Gamal.

Gnome Alchemist:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I see...)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">MAAP BUGS

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Furthermore!&quot; ((Spoilers :B)) &quot;He caught the guy at his forge. Now, despite himself, the man had no shortage of money. He was a favored smith of an adventuring troupe. But his forge is this pathetic little unequiped nothing in a clearing outside Jones' Rock, with just a furnace.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And dad's like, &quot;Des, where are your tools? Where's your everything?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And he just calmly takes out his next order, braces a shield over an anvil, and punches it. Like it were the most ordinary thing in the world, and tempers it out like that. With nothing.&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">8O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(So yes. That's what all this business is about, who I am, what my goal is, and the story behind those posters I had distributed.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(...I don't suppose any of you are interested?)&quot;

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(This address in Castleton, is it still right?)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Even if not, every gnome will be welcome once Phase Three starts.)&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus wafts a hand in the air a few times and smirks, &quot;There are some more bits I could go on about, like them just finding him standing on roofs and things as they pass by, but I'll cut to the chase that he was a construct.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Some crazy, hidden, smart construct. That didn't want to be a construct.&quot;

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Good heating system?)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That wasn't his real name, by the way. Identity protection.&quot; |3

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">It was totally his real name.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Shut up! D|

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't want to be a construct... huh...&quot; :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Indeed. Though, as you may have noticed, I'm currently on my way away from Castleton. As the flier described, if you go there and I'm not there, I left behind funds to take care of prospective students until I return. I'm with the Vigilant Guardians on a mission right now. And yes, the workshop in Castleton is very well-heated.)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He wasn't very good at not being a construct, though.&quot;

Chilly Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Send a message here when you get back, then!)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Once our mission is done, I'll return to teach any prospective students who've arrived. And most certainly!)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I can't get over how cute those gnomes are, eee |D *BRICK'D!!*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Heeheehee. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(But! Do tell.)&quot;

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll say! But how'd he get into your father's house to stand there?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(The way I heard and read, I didn't think there were any congregations of gnomes anywhere still in Akellon, just drifting individuals.)&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus suddenly looks very self-conscious as he glances around.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(And now, here I find a small town that, while it seems to be inhabited by a small variety of races, has an actual gnome community!)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Anything I should know?)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He was a locksmith, apparently. And machinist. And blacksmith. And chemist.&quot; ^^; &quot;A world-class tinkerer, to hear him tell it. Oh, and he never went to sleep. So he would 'wait' on people. Didn't really have the social grace to put together that it might be taken as ridiculously creepy, sometimes.&quot; =w=;

Punchy Gnome:<font color="#000000">&quot;( Figures Mazians are cut off. )&quot; Bop. &quot;(OW!)&quot; Bop back.

Loud Gnome:<font color="#000000">A bop-fight commences.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt grins at the antics, looks at Snarky, and clicks his tongue.


 * Dr. Hatari shoehorns BOTH a warforged AND a tinkerer into Akellon! SUFFAR. \o/ *brick'd*

Gnome Alchemist:<font color="#000000">&quot;(You're acting like you're thirty, you two. Do I need to put you in time-out?)&quot;

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

Snarky:<font color="#000000">The neon-green lizard hops onto the table towards the bopping gnomes. Suddenly...

Snarky:<font color="#000000">k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I got a willy-wonka in. SUCK IT. &gt;:3

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Everyone's hair at the table suddenly goes POOF.

Snarky:<font color="#000000">And their skin feels tingly.

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see... ... ... say, do you hear clicking? Sounds like... electricity...&quot; ..... &quot;... like the kind a construct would be powered by....&quot; o_o;


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs Tavia's head one last time, properly. &quot;Well.. it's a little scatter-brained, since I was rushed.. but.. is that good enough to pay the Spot's price?&quot; |3


 * Sly Halfling turns around, then yelps, leaping backwards and bumping into Tavia.

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Ooof. Hey. My warm place. Get. *slobbery face lick*

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

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ack! Pfft!&quot; The halfling laughs, trying to fend off the tongue!


 * Gamal-Junayd just stands there


 * Gnome Alchemist chuckles, then turns to Gnogglebolt. &quot;(It's just small pockets and individuals, nowadays. Tarova was built by gnomes and spared most of the ravages of the war, so we've been lucky.)&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, my faffin'-about quota is officially depleted for this pit stop. Anyone else? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm good. We can bardtalk later. :3


 * Gamal-Junayd is happier to move on

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I see. Hmm...actually, by any chance, are there any sages or priests of Garl around here?)&quot; And will let that aside, so Gnogglebolt can--DAMMIT

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">No! Dx

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Bardtalk! MUST HAVE BARDTALK!

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I -tried- to choose that for what to do during the session now!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I'm already smoothing over the story, relax. |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Geezus!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well excuse me for wanting to introduce you to your first followers. ^^; *brick'd*


 * Dr. Hatari played Aegis in a Faerun campaign. It was pretty fun. Fell off of Nethiril during the societies fall into Anauroch.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It was basically just me playing Johnny-5 in a low level campaign. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lia; exactly! Not only did it -only- concern Gnogglebolt individually, but we could have gone even -longer- if it was a mini!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How about a compromise?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I thought we all kind of made a mutual agreement that if we have something to do that only our charaacters will do and doesn't invovle the rest of the party, relegate to a mini

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You can keep going in a mini. Always with the spaz and the inflexible, sheesh.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">The bardtalk -actually- involves the party

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We extend the gnometalk in the mini, and then move on to bardtalk. Bardtalk is basically just smooth-over-speeding-story, ask-about-progress-of-fliers, right?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Actually, not even asking about progress of fliers, Gnogglebolt's already gotten that from the gnomes. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">And yes, sure, more gnometalk for mini.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">That aside, Gnogglebolt goes over to Edaric as he's speaking with the other bards. &quot;Hey there, Ed. Have you told them about the...well, incident today?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">'Yep. No worries. It'll probably end up an amusing footnote in the Guardians' tale, if it ends up in it at all.&quot; :3

Dancer:<font color="#000000">:D &quot;Lizard!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd hope so, what with the giving double the reparations requested and healing the small injuries we could...&quot;


 * Dancer kneels down and offers a hand. &quot;D'aw, who's a cute little lizzy, yes that's you~&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm? Oh! This is Snarky.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Snarky rubs and crawls around.


 * Thomas Lazarus nods approxingly at the dancer. A fellow animal-loving airhead. =3= *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Want to hold him? Be careful though, he might spark a little. Feels tingly.&quot;


 * Sly Halfling finally gets free of the dogs. &quot;-- Pfft. The Spot! Well, try to move, Father Inquisitor Tom! The Spot will tell you if it's not enough~&quot;


 * Dancer is already scritching Snarky. &quot;Cootchie cootchie coo~&quot; |D

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If It's not...we can always try putting you under it but over thomas, and see if your caught instead.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus steps aside.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">\o/

Sly Halfling:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've already paid my first-timer price to the Spot. It wouldn't work.&quot; |D

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">BUT WHAT ABOUT *tentacle face-slap* =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Alrighty then. :B Transfer tokens back to Autumn Road?

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone deduct 2 GP for your room, or 1 GP for each person if you're sharing it with someone.

GM:<font color="#000000">And yes, there are human-sized beds.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">-2 gp

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it even exists..&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll share a room with someone to cut costs -- long as it's not Shankfang or Dorf. I just know Dorf snores.&quot; =w=;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have no problem sharing to cut costs.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me neither.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">You mean the dwarf on the floor, snoring loudly? XP

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Zonked out. |D~

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe we should put them both int he same room for when they wake up....&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With a sigh, Tom collects the inquisitor and dwarf and hauls them upstairs. =w=;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... let's put the drunks in the same room. Yeah. :B&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Same bed even.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">A bunch of incoherent rambling.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt grins evilly. &quot;Agreed.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Downstairs, Tom. It's gnomish architecture.


 * Thomas Lazarus scoffs lightly. &quot;I've had my fair share of pranking this one and getting head-locked for my trouble. You do it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom seems surprised as the stairs go down. &gt;:O

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fine.&quot; gamal will prank them. same bed, embrace unless they happen to roll about

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright then. |D &quot; Gnogglebolt, with his again uncanny ability to drag loads much heavier than he should, helps get Dorf, Anise, and Shankfang all into the same bed.


 * Thomas Lazarus facepalms with a faint smirk. &quot;... Okay.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, let shankfang be alone. he is engaged.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The scare would serve him right for all his silliness lately.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi leaves a gold peice tip on the bar after staying the night. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmph. It -would- give me a reason to kick him out...&quot; Gnogglebolt muses jokingly.

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of out.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where are Sszeyl and Swallowtail?&quot; ^^;;;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf comes ambling down the stairs the next morning, looking something like the risen dead.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, come on, throw Shankfang in there too. He deserves it for getting drunk like that. I don't have a very high opinion of it. &gt;xD &quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl's player ran out of quarters and couldn't continue the game.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, Anise, Shankfang, and Dorf are all dumped in the same bed. Door is closed. Fireworks in the morning.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm gonna head out to the wagons and get them. Be back in a few.&quot; :3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">I KEEL DA WHOLE LOT OF YA

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you really want to start a fight between him and your sister over something that wasn't actually him?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh please, you think I won't say 'psyche' when it's all said and done?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus just shakes his head and goes to a room of his own. Or.. split with whoever else. It's just a footnote.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll just let him sweat for a bit, then tell him.&quot;


 * Anise Berilan groans. &quot; ..... well damn. How much did I drink last night...? &quot; D|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on, I wouldn't seriously sabotage him like that. That isn't Funny.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rumors. What happens if someone hears the fight, and heads back to castleton before learning the truth?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot; Doooorf. Doooooorf. Dorf, you remember anything? &quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then i'll be there to set it straight, goodness gracious.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Aye. Ah beat ye in a swallyin contest.&quot;The dwarf says, his breath smelling like something just died.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Since half of us are moving on, Dawn of a New Day, Loda, Damarron 23rd, 1221 CA. The weather is... &#171; &#160;1d100 = 87&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;My sister and I have our differences, but we'd never outright lie to each other about things like this, so if she hears it from me, she'll know it's the truth...heck, I would be telling her that it was my prank, which is even better. We pranked each other a lot.&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">aptools just randomly closed on me

GM:<font color="#000000">Snowy. Big fat puffy flakes.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Rail; huh, that's happened to me once or twice...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">random glitch

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lies and slander! I totally beat you!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fine. but on your head be that one&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">and now on to the present

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And Shankfang is indeed in the bed with Anise and Dorf, still alseep. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anise is between them.

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( btw did I miss anything from between my last saying and my return? ))

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Dae not!&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">sent

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did too!&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">the sad thing is Ram isn't actually here for the prank to actually be, well, -a prank-. -3-

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh well.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You wantae huv anither gang at it then, 'n' see wha wins this time?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;But what about after the contest? Shit, there's no such thing as half-dwarves, is there?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...actually, you guys could just skip it now, and then when Ram comes back sometime, quick-play out the reactions.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*Anise, loook behiiiind yooooou...*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">gamal stops for a second as he goes past the arguing pair&quot;Actually. you both lost to one of the halflings. he started after you, but he put away far more than either of you, and was still sober enough to help you all to bed.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd then walks on like it was nothign important

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... This is so not worth some kind of retroactive timeline inclusion. He's passed out. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">alright. -3-

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 5 + 6 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sense Motive...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Will just have to settle for Anise's reaction. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">too bad I can't diplomacise heh

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Say she hears a snore from the other side of the bed so she can turn her head around already. ;P

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You rotten stinking liar. No half-pint halfling can beat me and a dwarf in drinking.&quot; |3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">oh well, here goes my flat bluff (Bluff Check : &#171; &#160;1d20-1 = 14 - 1 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Lass, ye'r tae skinny-malinky, tae lanky, 'n' huv na fluff. Quit ye'r worrying. 'n' ye'r th' wirst liar ever, sword man!&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....well!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">There go THOSE two bluff-calls

Glitch:<font color="#000000">SurprisinglyGoodBluff

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;You can believe me or not, I saw what I saw.&quot; as he keeps on walking

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... A halfling drunken boxer. Huh. &quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 2 + 18 = 20&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; sense motive.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">...damn clerics.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">took the skill and high wis from cleric bastard :)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Wat.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You gotta huv a go a better fib than that, jonesy.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Is that even a class skill for clerics?!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">no actually. so may not be pure

Glitch:<font color="#000000">GHOST. you got some '

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are we done telling stories?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">'splainin to do!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">At any rate... if only I could impersonate shankfang's token. :B Ah well, for now, simply... Shankfang: *snooooooooore...*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I said my faffin' about quota for this place was filled. &gt;:P

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I ain't gotta explain shit. &gt;:3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have dragon to see.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd gets on the cairrage, and is ready to go

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">:. &quot;Oh, there you are.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Demons to kill. Justice to do.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I never noticed you at the tavern. Is everything alright?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus assumes over-stoic lecture pose for a single second and raises index finger. &quot;Baatezu. Devils.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Baa-te-zoo.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;People to avoid. lets get moving. at least once were in the open desert, we should be able to go full speed. no roads to stick to, and nothing to avoid if we choose going cross country. we'll be able to see anything out there a long way off.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">brb afk

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is difference?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Evil spirit is evil spirit, yes?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;For most mortal concerns, there's almost none. Pardon my particulars. But there is quite a lot different about them. Namely that their entire worlds are almost solely devoted to infinite warfare against each other.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In fact, some people are under the impression it is somehow difficult for a fiend to enter the prime material world, and that they want to do it all the time, but can't. That's not true. They're just busy. Busy with each other, in their worlds. They're little more inclined to come here than we are to go there.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Eh.&quot; He snaps out of it. &quot;Pardon my rambling. Doing a lot of reading lately.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is fine. Is interesting.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ramble away, as long as you climb in the wagon. Otherwise your audience will be gone!&quot; :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Pick your arrangements, and away we'll go!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is a good place to pick up some things, so let's do a once-over for our gifts, shall we? Eh.. what was his name again? Kerishorak?&quot; :o

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kerishorak, right.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas looks around the merchant stalls in the morning and tries to throw some money at a little variety of nice things to bring. New books and candies, mostly. :9

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What did we decide on? A book and some candy?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He doesn't take terribly long.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's all I can think of on short notice.&quot; x3

GM:<font color="#000000">A cheap dragon goodie bag of candy and books can be picked up for about 10 GP total.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um...I really hate suggesting magic twice, but...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about contacting Terri or her family for suggestions and advice?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom can afford that, no problem.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not a bad idea. I'll prepare a sending for her while we drive.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Sure you'll be able to concentrate?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;No. We'll see.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, it is gonna be bumpy. Might as well get it out of the way before we leave.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, very well. Give me a half hour.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Righto.&quot; Gnogglebolt...I guess he meanders around town some more, chatting with some more gnomes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Not actually playing, no. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom settles down and meditates for quite some time. About twenty-five minutes later, he fires a Sending off to Terri! &quot;Good morning~.&quot; |3 &quot;We're looking into gifts for Kerishorak. What do you think would be good?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(I thought about asking Brian but you're nicer.)&quot; |B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">appeal to her instincts eh?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I just thought it would be funny to have Tom Send to Brian at the crack of dawn with some inane question one day. :B ))

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- I got a Sending! ... It's Mr. Tom!&quot; :D A pause. &quot;Everybody says hi, Mr. Tom! .... Oh! Food, drinks, books, magic, talking, anything with magic or can become magic --&quot; And the spell cuts off.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Brian! Brian. Quick.. how many feet are in a mile, exactly? Because I just met this traveling taxi service that can move us and they --

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Brian: ......... =_= How did you get this number *bricked*

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


 * Thomas Lazarus giggles a bit. |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; So sweet. &quot; He stands and dusts off. &quot;Well, let's go.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alrighty. All aboard!&quot; Use Tech Device to start the trucktrain: &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 2 + 18 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">....good lord I keep getting twos. o.o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sounds like he's not picky. She says.... food, drinks, books, magic, talking, then something about magic again and she cut off. Oh, and everyone says hi.&quot; |3

Gnogglebolt's Trucktrain:<font color="#000000">It sputters and coughs, but starts.

GM:<font color="#000000">Trucktrain no like snow. Grr grr. *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">it would opperate better if it used that picture of awesome as it's new token

GM:<font color="#000000">Get yourselves into the wagon and we'll take off! Where to, Gnogglebolt?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Working on that now, let's see....


 * Thomas Lazarus was on the wrong map. Ready!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Next stop, Chardem, 96 miles!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and leans agains the cabin wall, making himself comfy for the long ride.


 * Edaric still can't play over the sound of the trucktrain. He fiddles and fidgets. :/

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can get there in about three hours even if I don't go at top speed. I'll just have to speed up when I don't see anyone on the road, slow down when I do, and better yet, stay off the road wherever possible. And we're off!&quot;


 * Swallowtail meditates.

Gnogglebolt's Trucktrain:<font color="#000000">Trundle trundle vroom vroom.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Ninty miles in three hours, huh..&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why stop there then? Where can ou get to if we travel most of the day and stop for an inn?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Remind me not to let Akellon go to war with Mazio.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lunch and relief stop!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And gnogglebolt does precicely what he said; whenever possible, he takes shortcuts and leaves the road entirely as long as he doesn't go plowing through some farmer's fields or through a bunch of trees.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">When on the road, as long as he doesn't see anyone else he nudges to higher speeds of just above 30 mph, but the moment he sees anyone in the distance, he slows to 15 until he passes.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I spy with my little eye, something that starts with G.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Grass&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus compulsively smirks.


 * Edaric is grasping at straws for entertainment. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus cracks one eye slightly. &quot; Really?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Since it's within one speed increment, speeding up and slowing down can be done at low enough DCs for taking 10.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And so, assuming we don't get webbed again we arrive in Chardem three hours later. :B

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is this? Secret code?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus returns to his sleepy-pose, still smiling. &quot; Just a little game. ... Is it Gamal?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, good guess, though.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;How you play?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't see Gnogglebolt from here, can you?&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd shrugs

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know. maybe you have sonme special sight.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sniffs and rubs his nose once before murmuring, &quot; One person picks a thing they can see, and then gives a single clue about it, like what color it is, or what letter it starts with. Then the others try to figure out what it was.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd looks around

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;To see through metal and wood, that would be a nifty spell...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you see any more of those road guards? he does seem to be going faster again.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drat, guard would have been a good one.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I spy with my little eye, something that rhymes with fragon. 83

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gun?&quot; turns around to see if shankfangs gun is visible on him

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">... It's a wagon! \o/ *BRICKED AWAY*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll give you a hint before we get out of range. Look up.&quot; :3


 * Swallowtail looks up. &quot;Roof does not begin with G.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd looks up expecting..I don't know. agargoyle maybe


 * Gamal-Junayd looks up outside the wagon


 * Thomas Lazarus opens his eyes, then cranes his head to look out a window.

GM:<font color="#000000">Spot checks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 6 + 0 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Tom and Gamal get snowflakes in their eyes.

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll again? :B

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Thomas catches a spray of dust and snow from the fast-moving wheels as they stick their heads out-0-yep. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 18 + 0 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Quit rolling yer spot and listen at once! Listen keeps stealing your good rolls! :U

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I am not going to separate my rolls like some kind of superstitious dice shaman. ''Tech. :B''

GM:<font color="#000000">Gamal spots a large group of something flying in the opposite direction of the trucktrain... creatures with large quadrupedal silhouettes, but feathered wings, flying in a flock, high in the sky.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Griffons&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Got it!&quot; :3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">O_o


 * Swallowtail draws her tessen.


 * Edaric waves a hand. &quot;Far away and flying away.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus holds a hand near Swallowtail. &quot;Hey, easy.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Going the other way. so hopefully no threat, it was a large flock.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something wrong with griffons?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;They are large predators, yes? Eat people?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Do gryphons eat people, Aelian?&quot; :.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've no doubt we could deal with them.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">aeilans in the other cairrage


 * Gamal-Junayd looks around

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I imagine it's happened.. but..&quot; He shrugs. &quot;It's not like they're a menace or anything.&quot;


 * Edaric called that toward the other wagon.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, anyway. my turn. I spy with my little eye...something that starts with H.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(and D&amp;D spells it 'griffon', like gamal did... &gt;.&gt; )

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Horse?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uhm... human?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Buuuut anyway. I'm sure Hatari would complain if we didn't get -any- plot done today, so...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Half-orc?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the general direction, but not hte target.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm cool with just RPing as long as one room with nothing important happening doesn't take us eight hours. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The party suddenly sees buildings outside the windows. &quot;Aaaaand we're in Chardem! Rest stop, get yourselves some water, eat lunch, do your business in a stall, buy any trinkets you need, whatever.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Half-elf, then?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh hey -- wow, hot out here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wow.&quot; He rightens.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Gamal! You're from the desert. I hear its fully of sandstorms and there's very little water. Do we need anything for protection?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Home?&quot; Swallowtail points toward the desert.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hot? I think it's better then all the snow south of here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That was.. faster than I expected.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should we buy some kegs of water while we're here?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lots of water, veils or goggles to shield your eyes, wraps to protect your mouth from sand. If you can, keep your entire body covered. Sandstorms can flay the flesh off your bones in seconds if unprotected.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hm? Oh.. I can handle fresh water if we need it. No problem. That's a spell acolytes get taught.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A staple of all life!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Duly noted, and noted. Alright everyone, you heard the man! Go buys yourselves some mummywraps!&quot;


 * Gnogglebolt looks at listing of outfits to estimate what 'desert survival outfit' might cost...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">er

Glitch:<font color="#000000">me. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">The snow has dwindled away as the sandy expanse of the Moscra Desert spreads out before you. The sun-bleached wood and reddish sandstone of the buildings of Chardem, last trading outpost before the desert, beckon to you with the smells and sights of a thriving dusty marketplace.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Different colors for everyone could help identify each of us, or all the same so we look like a unified group.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">6 GP.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How about sashes?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi and Aelian go looking for them too. :3


 * Thomas Lazarus dismounts from the vehicle and stretches his legs. He shops around idly.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh hey, a Ghost. :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A sash over our wraps?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Too bad we can't get the guardians symbol embroidered on them wthout taking too much time.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about those of us who aren't Guardians?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets himself some Small-size desert wraps. deductan 6 gp

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sheesh, you guys always want stuff built. You should hire a fabricator, you know.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm a fabricator!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if theres no symbol, I don't see it a problem. If we stop for symbols, you could get the mace's symbol.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I mean a magic fabricator.&quot; |D &quot;It's faster!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: do I need to buy it or does gamal, being oringally form here, get to count his original outfit traveler outfit as a desert one?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No need for symbols, just everyone get their wraps from the same producer, so we all know we're in the same group. Then just pick out a colored sash for yourself.

You whisper to Railock: His outfit counts just fine. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A wizard that can make buildings and hundreds of swords and things in a single day.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt finds a neon-green sash, matching Snarky.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;All the same color sashes then? Or each different?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus collects some desert clothing. Let's see..

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets all dressed up in the wraps. &quot;No, we get different sashes so we can tell each other apart, but our wraps will all look the same.&quot;


 * Edaric grabs a dark green sash... and a bag to cover the body of his lute when not in use.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: also I'm pretty sure fire would be red. what would air's color be?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Pink sash.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, with some aid from the clothier, gets all dressed up from head to toe in body-concealing desert wraps. He steps out to Gamal for his expert opinion. &quot;How do I look?&quot;

You whisper to Railock: The colors of the Four Beasts are Fire = Gold, Air = Silver, Earth = Green, Water = Blue. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Blue!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like you won't die the second a sandstorm roll over the horizon. Just remember no matter how fast you are..the sand is faster. If you see one coming, head away from it and look for a rocky outcropping we can hide behind and hunker down.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(me wonders if it's too much trouble for everyone to switch their token image to some generic desert wraps image...it -would- be cool for immersion, though.)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Like a trick-or-treater.&quot; ^^

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Light gray sash here. Anise clips her Leaden Mace badge to the sash, holding it in place. She starts to move into a kata, testing the range of motion of the new outfit.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi goes for green, and Aelian for red.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Already looked through my archive for an image. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(everyone except Gamal that is, because he's already got his own)


 * Gamal-Junayd gets a a black sash. with a silvered border on one side, and a gold on the other.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: paid a gold fo it, that enough for the finer embroidering?

Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Be careful out there, travellers. The shadowsand's really bad this year.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: and do I know anything of shadowsand?

You whisper to Railock: Yep. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shadowsand?&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari was oddly well-prepared for that, as usual.

You whisper to Railock: To both. Shadowsand, during the day, looks just like normal sand, if a little darker than normal and cool to the touch. Even during the heat of the day, the air over shadowsand never rises above 70 degrees Fahrenheit. However, it's said to be cursed by the souls of those who died in the waste. Never spend a night anywhere near a patch of shadowsand. This is something you've heard over and over... though a Knowledge check might tell you why. Religion or Nature would work.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Take 2. Gnogglebolt goes up to Gamal. &quot;How do I look?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: no knowledge oh well


 * Thomas Lazarus decides to take a note from Anise and display his badge as well. A foreign place -- and no longer identified by his heavy coat, no less.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Like Desmond Aegis,&quot; he jokes again

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Spots cursed by those lost in the wastes. they are..cool in the day...but death at night.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I actually had Desmond use a Tuskan image, lols. ))

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know nothing real suspific, it's an old legend, something we are taught from an early age and those that don't listen...don't live to grow up.&quot;

Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are two types of dark sand in the desert. One's just the dust of volcanic stone. The other... if you find yourself in a patch of dark sand that's cool to the touch, stay away when night falls.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus seems curious.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Why? What happens to it?&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd shrugs

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I listened to my parents and avoided it. never looked into it and by the time I was confident in my own strength to try dangerous stunts like that thinking I could survive...I'd left the desert long behind me.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You may hop over to Moscra Desert; tokens have been pasted. :3

Teeny Rin of the Wastes:<font color="#FF0000">This is my territory!! *waves teeny gaffi stick*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What're we going to do for the animals?&quot;


 * Ghostwish comes back from afk.


 * Ghostwish sees sand-person token.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Uh...keep them in the carriage, I suppose.&quot;


 * Ghostwish flips table.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Could be worse, could be a Gnogglejawa. :B *brick'd!*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--Damn, you're right! xD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I have no idea.. ... ..perhaps if there's a sandstorm we can let them remain. Hopefully this thing doesn't break down out here.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ah well, if anyone else wants to use the image, I'm putting it on the swap under &quot;Gnogglebolt storage&quot; in drafts. Just make -sure- you have your original token image in raw image form and not as a token. :B

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If theres a sandstorm. we find a rocky outcropping, pull this thing as close as we can up against it ont he far side from which way it's blowing, hunker down and hope we don't get buried too deep to get us out after.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Glance over left. Note dad pointing gun in my general direction. &quot;o_o;&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless anyone wants to try and wrap up the animals. Hey, Gamal, what -do- you do for animals in the desert?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Training the sight apparently.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hatari; jeesus what the fuck. O.O

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">That is not safe! Never ever EVER point a gun at something you don't intend to shoot, even when unloaded!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Tell him that! D:

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a storm? we hunker down with them, usually using them to shield us somewhat if they are larger&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He has more experience with firearms than you've spent years alive. It was at the mounted animals on the wall. :P

Glitch:<font color="#000000">okay. :B

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Work together to keep everyone alive, generally, everyone's life depends on it.&quot;

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


 * Dr. Hatari looks up control weather. *bricked*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Level 13 only. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Actually...I just thought of something. Sand isn't all that great for wheeled traction, -especially- those carriages with very thin wooden wheels, but I can do something about that, if everyone waits another hour or so.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Skids? I've seen some wagons converted to where animals pull them over the sand without wheels, just giant flat bottoms.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, we've got a general heading, right? How long can we expect this trip to take? We camping in the desert a few days?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nah, that's no good, part of the reason the trucktrain is even able to pull everything is those mechanisms on the bottom. They're giving power to the carriage wheels themselves.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose so. I see what looks like a tavern fight over there; I'm gonna go sort it out. Should be a good test of the outfit. Back in a few.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just gimme an hour, I'll fix it.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus decides Anise knows what she's doing. He watches after her, though. &quot;...&quot;


 * Swallowtail is playing with some of the sand. &quot;So dry...&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf is ambling along behind Anise. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Alright, if anyone else wants to make their token look like a Tusekn, TuskenToken is uploaded to the (no subject) draft in Akellonswap. :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Sorry, Dorf, it's less drinking and more breaking up a fight and being an officer of the law and getting reparations paid and all that business. =3=

Teeny Rin of the Wastes:<font color="#FF0000">The opposite of Dorfy. &gt;:3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Och.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt goes out and purchases some wood and metal supplies.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">During the downtime, Tom heads over to Tathi's carriage and knocks lightly on the window nearest her.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Gnogglebolt intends to convert the wagon and trucktrain wheels into treads. How much will you that the necessary materials for that will be?)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Wrong weapons, but it'll do.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lemme check.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I could see it happening with a lot of fancy carpentry skill and some quality wood. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(And Gnogglebolt is a fancy carpenter. :&gt; )

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's say 100 GP.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Sure thing. Deduct'd.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">treads should slow it down, even if it's better cross country heh

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt returns with a small cart of wood and metal, uses some esoteric genius of using whatever he has on hand to prop up the big carriages and machines on a slight tilt on one side, and sets to work. When done there, he does the same to the other side. Taking 10 on whatever necessary craft check, modifiers are high enough to beat basically any DC that isn;t more than 20.

Teeny Rin of the Wastes:<font color="#FF0000">Tracks! And ironclad! And turrets! 83

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">NOW YOU'RE THINKING WITH TECHNOLOGY. :D

GM:<font color="#000000">Luckily the undead need not fear the heat or dehydration.

GM:<font color="#000000">Good day, adventurers.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Some time later (an hour or more by DM's ruling) Gnogglebolt's labor is finished.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">GUYZ I THINK WE MIGHT HAVE AN ENCOUNTER COMIN UP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Eww it's a jerky-man. D: I mean oh it's Dev. Hi! :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The trucktrain and carriages now have a very strange form of locomotion Kelloniites probably have never seen before.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom relents after a bit with a sigh. &quot; Actually.. nevermind.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">A large flanged belt encircles two wheels on boths sides of each cart.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also. if we are heading into the desert...it might be best to travel at night. Normally that is standard practice...and if your machine is not garunteed against the heat anymore than we are, the best option I believe. If nothing else, it will make finding the oasis easier.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(oh yeah, ghost, did you even notice Thomas was trying to talk to Tathi? )

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Since all safe oasis are marked by blue flaem.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, don't you worry about the heat.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This thing runs on heat.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">flame*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The hotter it is, the faster it goes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And you are all shaded in the carriages, so you should be fine. Just keep the windows closed.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;STill, it wil be unbearably hot inside it. Closing the windows would make it stifling wouldn't it? :et us travel by night like most sane people, and stay under tents during the heat of the day&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;.&gt;; Thomas stealthily opens the keep-fresh box and leaves it open. *brick'd!*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If nothig else, we should avoid the prime heat. no matter how fast your machine goes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright then, open the window for a very good breeze. Besides, in this thing, I could cross the desert in a few hours.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: are we gonna get cooked if we travel during the day?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...But, if you absolutely insist, and no one else objects, fine, we can stay in this town until nightfall.&quot;

You whisper to Railock: Oh, there will be Fort saves if you travel during the heat of the day.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What does everyone else think?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think we should listen to Gamal about the desert heat hazards.&quot; ^^;

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

Gamal-Junayd whispers: wasn't sure if you wanted us to travel pure by night or just avoid the middle of the day, so eh...may of gone overboard

You whisper to Railock: Just the middle of the day, yeah. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, speaking of which.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;We can travel in the morning and evening, but at least avoid the late morning and afternoon when it's hottest.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright everyone, stay in Chardem just got extended. Go ahead and entertain yourselves around town, meet back here at eight'o--&quot; Oh right, kellonites don't know exact time. &quot;--When the sky starts turning orange.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Sounds lik' th' best idea tae me.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">As long as we're (apparently) not leaving for a few hours, Thomas inquires about a public water supply. Does Chardem have abundant water to where it's a non-issue?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;We'll be here.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thomas was trying to talk to Tathi, Ghost. :3


 * Gamal-Junayd finds a place witha breeze but out of hte sun to wait it out

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Gather info, that damned skill. &#171; &#160;1d20 = 8&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">ack, been in and out

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, need something, Thomas?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; He sighs.

GM:<font color="#000000">Water isn't as much of a problem in Chardem as it is in the open desert. Chardem is the last stop before you head into the actual dry desert. It hasn't been a drought lately, so there's definitely enough water in the local wells.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi blinks. &quot;You're not about to ask for relationship advice, are you?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I've just been really --&quot; He closes his eyes and pokes Tathi's forehead promptly. &quot;No.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi giggles. :3


 * Edaric is off playing for tips in the shade, for fun and profit. :3 &#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 13 + 19 = 32&#160;  &#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've been really nervous about our families lately. Up in Yoriver..&quot; He frowns and looks down. &quot; I should be focusing on the dragon-ghost in my care. And the dying folks in Yoriver. But I'm not.. I'm scared for my sister's soul.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Can we check up on them sometime soon, please?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;3d6 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi loses troll aura in nearly a heartbeat, and nods solumnly. &quot;Just give me a little time to prepare the spell from my book, and we can. I brought the mirror in my bag.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--oh, -wow-. I just had a literal bit of 'Fridge logic'; went downstairs to the fridge, opened the door, suddenly, an epiphany hit me.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright. Thank you. Atleast now we can say 'we're on our way.'&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I've been making the wrong sound effects for the trucktrain this whole time. :B


 * Liatai scrambles for a token. &gt;:\

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">TGUM, where are you? DX

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">AND MY ENTIRE FAMILY WHILE I'M AT IT- *noodle'd*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The same place he always is, silly.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Autumn Road'Raerarael:<font color="#9933FF">You rang? ;3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I mean the not-closeup token. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">It doesn't make a roaring sound. That's internal combustion. This is a -steam- engine. So it sounds like a steam locomotive. &quot;CH! Ch...ch...ch...ch ch ch ch ch-ch-ch-ch-chchchchchc&quot; And so on.

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

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">This -just- now occurred to me. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Also don't sweat the engine.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I feel like such a doof.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's powered by incindigas and phlogiston.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ehhh good point. -3-

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The latter is a substance that is literally just hand-wavey &quot;green rocks&quot;.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It can do anything you want. =w=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">if it was actual steam, it'd havea problem if the air couldn't cool down in the high heat

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Actually, they're the same thing.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">We just renamed plogiston to incindigas. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Same stuff, different name.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Though, curious. Why was Thomas asking about the waterwells? :.


 * Edaric passes by the group, and does a quick headcount before moving on. :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He wanted to help the local community if they needed it. He has no shortage of water. Forty gallons of water are nothing for him to just conjure from the air per day, and he's still a servant of the people and all that.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But it's unnecessary.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ah, thought so. :.


 * You roll to yourself: 7&amp;11 =&gt; Invalid expression: 7&amp;11.Glitch:<font color="#000000">Neats. ^^


 * You roll to yourself: 7*11 =&gt; 7 * 11 = 77* You roll to yourself: 160-77 =&gt; 160 - 77 = 83Glitch:<font color="#000000">though that's like, a 1st level spell, right?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">NPC adepts could cast that. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">0 level.


 * You roll to yourself: 1600-77 =&gt; 1600 - 77 = 1523Glitch:<font color="#000000">And they--ah, even better. And the NPC classes are supposed to far outnumber PC classes in-world.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Literally entry-level children in the church can pull it off. Albeit with much smaller volumes of water.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yeppers. :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, anyone else got anything to do?


 * Edaric returns to the party with a bag full of something. &quot;Anyone hungry?&quot; :3


 * Thomas Lazarus doesn't assume every community has magicians at their beck and call. But they probably do. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">didja want to contact Rareareralaerll before we headed out?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Depends. Is it spicy desert food?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus pauses and looks to Gamal.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;There was a guy selling some kind of desert doughnuts on the corner. At least, I think that's what they are. He called them 'falafel,' I think.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Is desert food spicy?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure, we've waited long enough that it's almost dinnertime now. I could go for some chow.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're pretty tasty, I bought enough to share.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thanks, Ed!&quot; ^^

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some can be, but most isn't. We tend to avoid anything that might cause us to go through water swifter than would be wise.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(and I'm surprised no one called me out on absolutely butchering Tathidad's name. xP )

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see.. okay, then.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So only those near large oasis indulge in spicy foods.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I didn't even notice. Human brain'd! ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I didn't notice either. XD

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...so it really ISN'T just me! xD

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Wow! xD

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Damn fruity elfnames!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fun fact; as long as the frsit and lsat letters are in palce in a wrod, we can read it pterty easily. :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ah yes, that little brain shortcut. :B Seen that.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fun little autocorrect. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Also if you've played a game with E or Kaze. *BRICK'D*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">---whoa, wtf.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">haha

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I noticed 'first' and 'last' were wrong almost immediately.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Then 'place' and 'word' morphed before my eyes

Glitch:<font color="#000000">then 'pretty' did.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">i KNEW this trick and I still fell for it!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Slily boy.

GM:<font color="#000000">Gonna scry, or head off?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas noms falafel gratefully for a bit. He also checks in on Anise to make sure all's well and she requires no additional support or legwork or anything. Just basic inquisitorial duties.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Good question!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">After a bit, Tathi finds Thomas. &quot;Thomas, you wanting to scry before or after we head out into the desert?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">All's well. She's tipsy, but that's to be expected.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">God I love this mantle. *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm.. well.. not sure. Before, I suppose. I want to be able to give them a time when we'll get there.. ... ..but we still just don't know.&quot; He sighs. &quot;A few days, though. That's something.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...why did I just suddenly get the urge to impersonate Gnogglebolt and type out the tusken raider sound effect

Glitch:<font color="#000000">and why did the urge take -that long- to manifest? :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">SlowpokeDelay.jpg

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He looks down, a bit embarassed. &quot; It's strange, but, part of me wants to not check. Like I want to hide from the confrontation or something. I didn't mail my dad before we all met him anyways. I dunno. I'm weird about this, I guess.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--But we should, right? Sooner than later.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I think we should, Thomas. Lords and ladies know we haven't contacted them in a bit.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Right. ... Okay. Let's all check on Yoriver atleast. Make sure they're okay.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Checking on Yoriver?&quot; Suddenly, drunkmonk.


 * Thomas Lazarus nods aside. &quot;Our, uh, contacts up there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Since I deign to be polite, is Thomas and Tathi's conversation happening out in the open, or otherwise near the rest of the party? Or are they trying to talk away from the party.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smirks. &quot;My father, his sister.&quot; She says as she pulls out the hefty, iron mirror.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's probably just out in the open. Thomas never tried to keep the request secret from anyone.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">WE'RE IN AN INVISIBLE SPHERE. *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Mkay then. Gnogglebolt wanders over. &quot;I heard you guys are going to try and contact Yoriver again? Is it all right if I watch?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;At this point, it's everyone's business. I don't mind.&quot;


 * Swallowtail noms falafel. &quot;Is not like a doughnut. But not like a cake. Not sweet... Gamal, you know what this is?&quot; :.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Right then, let me start the spell. Takes a few moments.&quot; Tathi says, and she begins the scrying.


 * Glitch has never nom'd falafel, does not know what it is actually like.


 * Glitch ...in fact, first time I ever even heard the word was Batman Begins. Thought it was a mexican thing, not an arabic thing. :B )


 * Glitch decides to wikipedia. :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falafel

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh, thank you. |3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is yummy, if it's made right. As most food is. :3


 * Dr. Hatari feels his influence working. Approving nod. =3= *brick'd*

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi, roll a CL check.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">.... the -heck-? I was picturing some kind of burrito or...or...dangit, what's that mexican food that's wrapped in paper husks?

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Tamale! That's it.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 9 + 10 = 19&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; caster check! +1 if it's evocation! +4 to overcome spell resistence!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Falafel's tastier. =3= *brick'd*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...I must say, the wiki image is doing it no favors for being visually appetizing.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">It looks really nasty stool. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What, falafel? ... Lemme put it this way, have you ever had hummus?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Falafel is basically fried, seasoned-a-little-differently hummus.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Nope. I don't know what that is, only that it should not be confused with haggis. I also don't know what that is.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">His American-ness is over 9,000!!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... one day I am abducting you and introducing you to non-American food. :B *BRICK'D*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Good luck, I'm in Califnornia, most american food outside of Texas. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*California

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">During the (extremely) long Scrying pre-casting...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom glances to Swallowtail. Then Gnogglebolt. Then back to Swallowtail.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Your outfit looks good.&quot; He compliments with a faint nod.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What was with that look at Gnogglebolt though!? *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Don't make me start Tusken-roaring at you. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm filling in for Meany. :BBB

Glitch:<font color="#000000">pfft. xP

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">The scene is quiet when the mists of scrying finally clear. Raerarael and Tomi are huddled in what looks like a dusty storeroom, looking over a map. &quot;... this location's compromised, this one's full of agents...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus focuses his attention on the mirror intently as soon as the scrying ticks off. &quot;...&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we could only figure out how those black-cloaks are getting in and out of town.&quot; &gt;:|

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( not the black cloaks! hehe ))

Teeny Rin of the Wastes:<font color="#FF0000">AW SHIT SON.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Moscra Desert'Tasher:<font color="#9933FF">BLACK CLOAKS FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-


 * Thomas Lazarus studies the mirror for a moment, and seems to sigh in relief. &quot;They're okay.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: heh. the main enemy forces in greed verse the party knows em as black cloaks hehe

Glitch:<font color="#000000">HeavyVoice &quot;OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO-&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, dis ez bad!&quot;

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: For Tomi's reference; the town's entrances and exits have been blocked off, and only certain people at certain times of day can exit and enter. The count's agents have kicked up the search for Raerarael and Tomi to new heights, branding them as renegades.

You whisper to Railock: I know. x3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smirks, glancing over at Thomas. &quot;You worry a little too much.&quot; She says, before focusing on the mirror. &quot;Busy, atar?&quot; She asks.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The comparatively gigantic woman near Raerarael simply stares at the map with a frown and folded arms, content to listen and think. Let the experienced magicians plan.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Maybe.&quot; He doesn't sound confident.


 * Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek tenses -- that may have been a small spark. &quot;... Much better volume this time, tinuamin.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus widens her eyes briefly and looks up at the sound. &quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hey now, I could have made a thunder clap cantrip if I wanted to.&quot; She teases. &quot;We're headed into the desert soon.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;You could say that. Where are you now? I'm surprised your scrying went through. ... So, a few days away?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She's neither smoking nor amused this time. In fact, *tokenmorph* There.


 * Anise Berilan watches, arms folded. &quot; So that's Tomiko Lazarus, heh? &quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(and I just realized, it -has- been over almost a month in-game since the last contact...)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I wonder how the situation has developed in that much time. :. *sits to watch* )

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hopefully. We don't have an exact arrival time just yet.. A few errands on the way. Are you allright? How is everything there? Any more developments?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You picked a lousy time to decide to start rolling up here.&quot; She stares grimly at wherever it is she imagines the scrying sensor is, probably incorrectly.


 * Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek sighs, looking up at the ceiling, then back toward where he imagines the scrying sensor is... which is likely also incorrect. &quot;Tomi's right. Hope you weren't planning to come in through the city gates anytime soon.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;More to your left Tomiko... other left.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs slightly at Anise. The family resemblence is pretty strong.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;How.. how bad is it?&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus squints a little and looks back to the map.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes widen. Well, behind the goggles they do. &quot; If you find the gates closed to you... &quot; He whisperes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">er.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes widen. Well, behind the goggles they do. &quot; If you find the road impassable... &quot; He whisperes.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Moscra Desert'Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pretty badly. The town's hunkered down like it's preparing for a siege, except they're directing their defenses inward. Namely, at us, and anyone else opposed to the count's way of handling things. No one can come in or go out without proper papers, and even then, they usually need to wait for a few days.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I suppose I could configure the trucktrain into a battering ram, but I imaging heeding our source's advice will work out better.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;The last glance we chanced at the gates, there was a small group of Mace agents just sitting there waiting for their papers to get filed. We saw the same people sitting there two days earlier.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oooog. Afk, for a little while.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There was a time when we could just go out with long hoods and fuck up whatever enforcer or shady building we set our sights on, and had them on the run. But now we've kicked up the hornets nest enough that they're taking us seriously. Got tired of all their monsters dying, I guess.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus smirks very faintly, despite herself.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;The way they're phrasing it, they can't let anyone in who could help the 'rogue spellcasters and terrorists,' and they can't let the 'rogue spellcasters and terrorists' escape, either. It's the common people who are suffering the most. Even caravans with food are inspected and need to wait. The Pelorite temple's got its hands full.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;To make matters worse, the lieutenant commander of the local Mace branch has up and disappeared.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus leans forward immediately. &quot;How've you two been? Has anything strange happened? You're safe, right?&quot; D:

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait -- what?!&quot; Is Anise part of the Message link?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">You bet your bahookie.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's that?&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus bristles a little. &quot;Hey! We can't see you, you know. Hello by the way.&quot; She gives the mirror's perspective a glower.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Sorry.&quot; =w=;; &quot;Hello, sis.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;A leaden mace agent, Anise Berilan.&quot; She says, and then grumbles, &quot;I am so going to design a two-way scrying spell.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Anise Berilan, Castleton branch. What's this about the lieutenant vanishing?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; =_=; She seems stymied by that, and decides to say nothing.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did he at least leave devil corpses in his wake?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Damn.. ... ..that's the man we were told to talk to, too.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus raises her brows faintly and gives the perspective a bland look. &quot;...... Did you swear?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;.....&quot; o3o;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(okay, that didn't take nearly as long as I thought it was. Reading up...)


 * Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek chuckles. &quot;I wish. The story goes the commander found Hextorite scripture in his belongings. When he confronted the lieutenant about it, he attacked him and fled. Of course, that's the official story, so who knows what really happened. All I can tell you is, the Mace is very short-staffed right now. Ten agents have also disappeared along with the lieutenant. Along with us, and that drow, and the black-cloaks, they're on Yoriver's Most Wanted list.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ah, no one said aloud how similar this is turning out to Baxton Falls, but even worse? Hmm. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Who, or what, are these 'black cloaks'? I've never heard of them.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Right, the black-cloaks!&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;No idea.&quot; |D;;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Speaking of that drow, daddy, have you seen hair or tail of him?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shakes his head. &quot;More importantly, have you guys been taking care of yourselves? Seen the temple about counter-evil measures? Wards?&quot; D:

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Why are these 'black cloaks' important, then? What do they do?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes! Have you located a paladin?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;All I know about them is they've somehow got a route out of town to get food supplies from, since we see them with sacks of food and their signature black cloaks and steel masks. The count wants them gone, has them branded as terrorists and rogues.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes, have you joined forces with 'the drow'? I seem to recall that you were supposed to be informed of that...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah, yeah. Rae made me sell that sword you hated so much to some unscrupulous fence. Got some more anti-magic gear. I don't know why you're so scared of that to begin with. Neither of us are going to go falling over from the first curse that gets slung at us.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you see any, follow 'em. Maybe you can find a way in without waiting a week.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, wait, hold on.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;No sign of any drow for at least a week.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're saying these 'black cloaks' are not enemies? They're the enemy of your enemy?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The fact is, I'm really not even sure death is all it's cracked up to be if these are the worst things in hell. The little ones come apart like shitty dolls, and those fallen angel-looking women still can't stand toe to toe with us for more than a few seconds before getting broken in half.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honestly, I don't know. I have no idea what their deal is. We've just seen them skulking around with food.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; ...search for the lightless lanterns in the coal black depths...could they be...? &quot; Gnogglebolt whispers to himself in thought.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot; Nice. &quot; re: Tomi's assessment of devils.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;And you, daddy? Taking care of yourself, I hope?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;They haven't caught us yet, and we're alive!&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see... good, then.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs his brow and murmurs a prayer.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll hurry and see you soon, alright? Be careful. Please.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The cavalry is coming.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;We will. You be careful, too. It would just be embarrasing all around if the renegades had to rescue the cavalry from prison.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus points at the mirror boldly. &quot;You're the ones that need to be careful. We haven't even had close calls; quit worrying like we need saving. You better not be bluffing about being stronger than before, Tommy. This is serious stuff.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, didn't you know, sir? Your daughter is...very adept at staying out of prison.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus chokes.

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...?&quot; =3=

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Tathiiiiii.&quot; =3= &quot;What have you been getting into, tinuamin?&quot; Uh-oh, it's the parent 'you've got some 'splainin' to do' voice!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hey! I only winged that noble! And I paid for the door at the leaden mace. They're just embellishing it, daddy! I'm fine! I swear!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's fine, it's fine, all resolved and legal and by the book. Just little this or that --&quot; oh no she spilled it. |D;;;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Still submitting you to full parental inquisition when you get here.&quot; =3=

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hmph! Catch me if you can.&quot; &gt;:3

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dimensional Anchor.&quot; &gt;:3


 * Tomiko Lazarus laughs. &quot;Wow..! Even though you act all dad-like, she's just like you.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;That's cheating!!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;In all seriousness sir, it's really more a case of not knowing the meaning of the words 'coming quietly'. That said, all things considered, I suspect she takes ver much after her father in that regard. And if you don't mind, if it comes to that, I think the rest of us will be following her example.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, you can hear the grin in those last two sentances.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But then it gets serious again. &quot;That said, avoiding that is indeed our first priority. And a very reliable source gave us some advice in that regard. I think we'll get in without a problem.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah, well, just check your fire.&quot; She folds her arms and stares flatly. &quot;There are still civilians everywhere, and good guys dressed the same as bad guys. It's a fucking mess lately. I get all excited whenever we spot a real devil.&quot;


 * Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek laughs. &quot;Don't have too much fun without me on the way here, all right?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think, 'oh, fucking, good, I know what side he's on!'&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..And then some Mace demonologist or whatever the fuck strides by with it on a magic leash.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Zero civillian casualties is our highest priority.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't even know anymore.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a reason we call ourselves the 'Vigilant Guardians'. We'll earn that name when we arrive.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt.. did you just elect me as our crime boss?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't worry about sorting it out. That's what inquisitors are best at.&quot; &gt;:|


 * Thomas Lazarus sounds determined.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She stares.. &quot; I begrudgingly accept. &quot; She says and turns back to the mirror. &quot;I can't remember if I've told you about SEEDS yet, daddy?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... okay, I'm getting too tired, I read that in Tiggervoice. &quot;Sorting it out is what Tiggers do best!&quot; *brick'd*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh geeze. xD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*double facepalm*

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have, Tathi, and once this mess is cleaned up, I'll be paying it a visit.&quot; :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">GODDAMNIT LIATAI CANNOT UNHEAR

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....Now here's the question.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Good! I've already pick out two nations to go to war with!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((charisma-10)/2) = 16 + floor((15 - 10) / 2) = 18&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; charisma check!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Is sillytired the best possible mood to be in to method act a brass dragon? :B

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;A two-front war is never wise, Tathi, you were taught better than that.&quot; =3=

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;But it's fuuuuun.&quot; Tathi play-whines.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... So, you'll both be okay, right?&quot; D| &quot;You got counter-measures? What did you get? Is it enough? Do you need any help when we get there -- ohh~ you should just be on hallowed ground all the time..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Did you find a paladin?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Most of the town's paladins are already occupied, unfortunately. The town's running thin in the divine magic department.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;But!&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll be okay for the next few days.&quot; |3


 * Tomiko Lazarus sighs. &quot;I told you. We'll be fine. Nothing has happened. And if it had, nothing would have succeeded.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But, it's just a really bad idea.&quot; D|

GM:<font color="#000000">The image begins to flicker.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright then...&quot; Gnogglebolt glances at the setting sun. &quot;Our group should get on the move now, ourselves. Is there any other really important information to know?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; In fact how much longer can you hold this--oh. Well.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ack, Daddy, the spell is dying, love you!&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Take care of yourselves.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Tomiko, please make sure my old man doesn't throw his hip out or anything, okay?&quot; Tathi says teasingly. :3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's pretty spry for an old guy.&quot; |3

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Love you too -- check the liveries when you get here, they're usually safe places to meet.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;| &quot;...Goodbye.&quot;


 * Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek smirks and wiggles his ears. &quot;See you in a few days.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus tenses fists and huffs after the image fades. &quot;She's such a cocksure pest -- don't they know how worried I am?!&quot; D| *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay then. All aboard, everyone! We're riding into the night.&quot; Gnogglebolt pulls out his map again and traces a route. &quot;I'll have to use the stars to navigate during the night--shouldn't be too much of a problem. And by the marker on the map...we should reach the lair in four or five hours, at top speed through the empty desert.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi sighs softly as the mirror goes blank. &quot;I am so working up a custom spell for this.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She carefully sets the mirror back in her bag.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Then she pauses. &quot;Shit.&quot; She says blankly.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh shiznak, I forgot to record noms during the session -again-.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I completely forgot to tell him I met your parents!&quot; She says, turning to Aelian.

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

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">^^;;; &quot;I am strangely thankful for this.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Travel though the desert is largely uneventful... if cold. The night sky is intensely clear, and you can see plenty of stars and the nearly-full moon. Bizarre spires of stone rise above the desert occasionally, and you can see dancing blue flames every now and then, even from a fair distance away.

GM:<font color="#000000">It's not until you get to within an hour or so of the lair that... hold on. Roll Spot checks.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt starts up the engine--oh. Huh. :B

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 9 + 13 = 22&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; spot

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well darnit, I had a little line I wanted to do. Oh well. It was an awful joke anyway. -3-

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 17 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 20&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Spot!

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 14 + 10 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Spot!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh, go ahead. :B

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 5 + 3 = 8&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; spot! Where's the cheese?

Thomas Lazarus whispers: For DM reference, of however great or little consequence it may be, Tomi actually is very uniquely well equipped to slough off magic and possession-like effects, through a combination of her own personal powers.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 11 + 5 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It'll take me some time to write up things. :3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I spy, with my little eye, something that starts with D.&quot; =3= &#171; &#160;1d20 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;


 * Thomas Lazarus winces at Ed.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Darkness.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Are you serious?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">eh, alright. Well, just after the engine in started and before the trucktrain starts moving, Gnogglebolt looks down at himself, then out into the desert ahead, then goes &quot;ERRRRRRRT ert ert ert!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Sorry. I was just reminded of a storyteller who passed through my home one time. Told this story about a farm boy, an old sage, a rough scoundrel, and an evil empire. It had desert monsters in wraps and goggles in the beginning.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">All of the bricks

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( *trout* :B ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; I can't play anything over the sound of the thing Gnogglebolt's driving, and I'm bored. &quot; D|

Teeny Rin of the Wastes:<font color="#FF0000">Now you just need to hold your omniwrench overhead and pump it triumphantly before a battle.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once the treaded trucktrain moves into the desert into the soft sand, everyone notice the ride suddenly becomes really smooth, but rolls up and down almost like it was at sea.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drow.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Occasionally, complaints curses are heard about it being 'squirrley'.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No, I mean, don't pick things that start with a 'D' -- that's terrifying.&quot; x3

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Dragon?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No --&quot; Ed suddenly cuts off, eyes widening, and points off into the sky, but everyone can see it. &quot;-- On second thought, ''YES! DRAGON!''&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus swivels immediately. &gt;.&gt;;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I told you, man! I told you about picking D!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt immediately applies the brakes--or, not so immeidately, due to tractionless sand. It more 'slows down gradually'. &quot;Please tell me it's the one we're looking for!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was going to say dunes! ''Dunes! DRAGON! Coming down quick!''&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Oohhhh dang.&quot; Speed up or slow down, that is the question. If the dragon is hostile, speed up. If we want to make friends, slow down. But which is it?


 * Sszeyl leans out of the wagon to look.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">back from annanounced afk and seems just in time to be attacked by a dragon

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can anyone tell what color it is?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How close, Ed?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--C--rap.&quot; Tom stands and squints overhead with a dire expression. &quot;I hope it's just Kerishorak being curious.. I really hope -- because if it's not -- it's probably one of ..his.. friends.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">WHOOM. Something BIG just hit the ground hard outside the wagon, in a spray of sand.

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">When the sand clears, and the light of your lanterns reveals the scale color, it's already too late -- the dragon has grabbed ahold of Sszeyl and yanked him out of the carriage.


 * Thomas Lazarus steadies himself by grabbing all the secure banister and pole near him. &quot;!!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi stands up, peering out one of the windows of the wagon.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tries to keep control of the trucktrain! Use Tech Device: &#171; &#160;1d20+18-4 = 7 + 18 - 4 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; (By the way, totlly forgot I need to put in a -4 to this)

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Barking! Barking! So much barking!!!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Talk to me, guys! What just happened?!&quot;''

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;You!&quot; the dragon booms, gripping Sszeyl in both forepaws... with... a look of odd... manic... glee?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;It grabbed Sszeyl!!&quot; Tathi yells, trying to think of what spell to use..

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wha--&quot;

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''You're the one with the seals! Come with me!'''&quot; 8D

Teeny Rin of the Wastes:<font color="#FF0000">My god. ............... Your art is hideous. *DM BRICKED TO THE HEAVENS*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt cranes his head and bellows in the loudest voice he can. &quot; KERISHORAK!&quot;

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">Do you KNOW how hard it is to find good brass dragon art :|


 * Thomas Lazarus cautiously peers out a window. &quot;....&quot; o_o;;


 * Gamal-Junayd exits the cairrage and gets on top of the roof, planning if nothing else, to make a leap and hope he can grab a bit of hte dragon and hold on if it flies off

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">wait, is he flying away?

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Yes? Got an appointment now, need to stop an angry wyrm, come by the stones and we'll talk.&quot; |D

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Excuse me! I believe we ARE your appointment!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were bringing this guy to you, you great winged lizard!&quot;

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">Whoosh! The dragon flaps its wings with a... swearing Sszeyl in tow, rising up into the sky and creating a spray of sand.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">It's usually a bad idea to goad a dragon, be he wants to--avoid just that.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Now Gnogglebolt, be nice, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">besides jump what do I need to do to attempt to leap and grab on?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Multilingual curses fly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;.... Well, I guess he's in good hands, but, Gnogglebolt, follow them!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Great. Gnogglebolt, kick this thing into full speed, and follow that dragon!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Swearing in Draconic, no less. &quot;(KERISHORAK, YOU BASTARS SON OF A GILA LIZARD AND A --)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">{|3c &quot;...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A Climb check, Gamal.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This is the silliest emergency we've had since Swallowtail cooked last.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt struggles to swing the trucktrain around in a wide arc and guns the engine. &quot;Someone light up that dragon! I won't be able to see it if it gets too high!&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd jumps, auto take 10 for jump check of 36 as he attempt to grab something, anything, so sszeyel isn't left alone. climb is't auto so here goes climb.... (Climb Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 11 + 15 = 26&#160;  &#187;)

Teeny Rin of the Wastes:<font color="#FF0000">Shankfang takes aim at the dragon. *bop* &quot;OW!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">LIGHT UP THE NIGHT.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;A light spell!? Darnit.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*artillerybarrage*

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go to the stones!&quot; the dragon booms cheerily, before following it with an incantation or two in Draconic and a wave of the forepaw. A wisp of light materializes in front of the trucktrain, taking the form of a beckoning taloned paw as Gamal grabs hold... Say, Gamal, question.

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">Do you want to go wherever the dragon's going?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">If he's taking sszeyel. yes.

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">Well... you just waived your Will save, then. |3c

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">POOF.

Brass Dragon:<font color="#000000">The dragon, Sszeyl, and Gamal all vanish without a trace, leaving the clear night sky and the beckoning claw.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is near speecheless as the guiding beacon appears in front of him. &quot;--....fine, you great scaley bastard.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">:|

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 6 + 15 = 21&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt angrilly follows the beacon.


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns in stark dismay and confusion at the sky.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;8 ???

Carriage:<font color="#9933FF">I AM A WAGON.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">in draconic &quot;I wo'nt let you take one of us alone&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;.. you know what's really strange?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt keeps and eye out for the 'stones' landmark.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You all do remember what we have to do at these stones, right?&quot; Tathi asks as the dragon vanishes.


 * Glitch opens up last session log. &gt;.&gt;

You whisper to Ghostwish: That was a Teleport. The clawed hand is a... the DM blanks on the name. =3=; Guiding Hand? Probably not...


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs. He looks aside with one eye closed. &quot;................... Something that we wrote down, right?&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd looks around...wherever he is

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">and what exactly did I grab? leg? tail?

GM:<font color="#000000">... and so an elf got kidnapped by a dragon.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah, I did write it down. It was...&quot; Gnogglebolt fumbles around his pocket. Standby. Searching.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi rolls her eyes. &quot;Stand in the center of the stones, being certain to keep all parts of yourselves inside the circle. and say 'origato udoka tir arcaniss.'&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">They took our mummy too. &gt;:

GM:<font color="#000000">Tail, Gamal... though we'll be picking up at the stones next session. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">HOW WILL WE EAT D: *brick'd*

GM:<font color="#000000">Noms? :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">THAT'S WHAT I'M WORRIED ABOUT. D:

GM:<font color="#000000">*snrk!* x3

Gamal-Junayd whispers: heh, If he'd been flying somewhere, I'd heavily contemplting threatining him with a merciful blade

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Heehee. |3

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Okay, this was a good RP filled session, but I totally forgot to keep tabs while running.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">If that had been IC, it would of been nom worthy haha

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I must scroll back.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Long session. Shit. How did we even begin, again?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Please standby.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">With a smoking engine on the side of the road and our hazard lights blinking. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Right, okay. Coming back to me now.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">gnoggle, healing horses he hurt

You whisper to Railock: Against the dragon with 390 HP. Pfffft. x3 *tink tink tink -- I'll chip away your HP eventually! &gt;:E* XD

Gamal-Junayd whispers: at least it'd be merciful, so the dragon would know I wasn't out to kill him

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Gamal - Desert Info Gamal - Guess who you got beat by- FUGGIN' CLERICS WITH SKILL FOCUS Gamal - DRAAAGON Gnogglebolt - Gnome antics Gnogglebolt - Healin' horse Gnogglebolt - Yeah your daughter's a criminal. Not surprising, I know. Gnogglebolt - Treads get! :3 Edaric - The People's Man Thomas - Candy! :3 Thomas - Family worries Thomas - hehehe, squishy dog face. Thomas - Forge Story

You whisper to Railock: Though if you want a preview of where you ended up, hop over to Kerishorak's Lair.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Why does it always bunch them up like that. &gt;:|

Gamal-Junayd whispers: already have

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">What's the command? test

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Ah ha. Thought so.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Gamal - Desert Info Gamal - Guess who you got beat by- FUGGIN' CLERICS WITH SKILL FOCUS Gamal - DRAAAGON Gnogglebolt - Gnome antics Gnogglebolt - Healin' horse Gnogglebolt - Yeah your daughter's a criminal. Not surprising, I know. Gnogglebolt - Treads get! :3 Edaric - The People's Man Thomas - Candy! :3 Thomas - Family worries Thomas - hehehe, squishy dog face. Thomas - Forge Story

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">thomas - story time to the halfling. tathi - dealin with her dad

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Anise - DRINKIN WIT DA DORF

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">shankfang - make me laugh, punch me, ANYTHING but make me think instead of feel!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">OH! Shankfang for Drinking, even though he wimped out. DESIGNATED DRIVER. :P

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">gnoggle for all we need is sashes to tell us apart (and then three people pick shades fo green)

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Copy cats.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">you were the third one of the three soo....

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">I'm an elf.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">What was THEIR excuse, huh?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I like green. &gt;:

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">You're such a purple.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Also, ick old token image.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Shankfang for college frat boy antics. His house would be DakkaDakkaDakka. :B *shot* Anise for independently acting like a law enforcement agent and not just a homeless scrappy person we picked up. :B *punch'd* Swallowtail for mysterious disappearance and setting things back on track. Ninja behavior in full swing. =3= Ed for amusing car games. Also separate but equally worthy was the Eye Spy D gag. :B Dorf for god damnit DRAGGING THE PARTY INTO DRUNK-NANIGANS AGAIN. YOU HAVE A PROBLEM, YOU NEED HELP. &gt;:O Tathi for consistent luddite. Also another interesting bit contacting the folks and having amusing family banter.


 * Dr. Hatari has been working through the tokens from bottom to top. :9

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">MAGIC. &gt;:E

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Thomas - I exist to be 'used'. It's my job. Shankfang - Never take my emotions again. Shankfang and Anise - Drunk Contest Edaric - Calling a &quot;Gnogglebolt&quot; Thomas - Storytime! Edaric - Multiple counts of bad Eye Spy. :B Gamal - Desert Guide Tathi and Thomas - More Scrytalk Gamal - Jump on the motherfucking dragon. I AM LOS TIBERON.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt for numerous things. Sheesh. Let's see. There was the gnome discussion, then working to patch things over with the bards, then planning the road trip et al, then the curse storm against Kerishorak being a giggley turd, then the whole 'LET'S DESERT UP' suggestion that worked out well.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">...you know, I'd already told liatai if the dragon had flown off I'd of attempted to get him to land by threatning with my merciful blade tooo...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I feel so cool wearing this. Ooo.. I'm a hero.. but all mysterious~ |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This must be what it's like to be Gamal all the time. \o/

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">hah

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">You look like a walking pile of laundry.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">With silly hair.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Question.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Who here -doesn't- know the Los Tiberon story? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Whatever YOUR LANGUAGE IS SILLY.

Tathi:<font face="Segoe Print" color="#9933FF">&quot;BORK BORK BORK&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(and if anyone doesn't, Hatari, I'm sure your chan-searching skills can find it quickly...)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/12861560/images/1290242077715.jpg


 * Liatai doesn't know.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....that was quicker than I expected. :B


 * Dr. Hatari holsters gun.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Last call! Any more?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I scrolled through the entire backlog. I got nothin.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Have I ever told you the story... ''............ OF LOS TIBURON?!&quot; &gt;:O ''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You would like him, Anise. =3= *sip*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">grapple monkies. XP

GM:<font color="#000000">Gamal - 100 XP - Desert Info. 200 XP - Jump on the motherfucking dragon. I AM LOS TIBURON. 100 XP - Scaring the pants off the halfling. Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Heal a horse, save our rep. 100 XP - Gnometalk! 100 XP - Tattletale on Tathi. 100 XP - Treads! 100 XP - NARFING DRAGONS. 100 XP - The Man with the Maps. Thomas - 100 XP - Storytime! 100 XP - Familial Worries. Shankfang - 100 XP - Make me laugh, punch me, ANYTHING but Calm Emotions. 100 XP - Drinking contest. Anise - 100 XP - Drinking with Dorf. 100 XP - Law enforcement. Tathi - 100 XP - HI DAD! 100 XP - Luddite. Swallowtail - 100 XP - Ninja behavior. Edaric - 100 XP - I spy with my little eye... 100 XP - ... something that starts with DRAGON DRAGON DRAGON HIT THE DECK! D: Dorf - 100 XP - LET'S GET BLOOTERED.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">... oh for fuck's sake

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hey can I make one last nom.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I totally forgot about the dorf during the whole dragon thing. XD

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...what?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sure. :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I apologize in advance. I have to do this.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Terri for adorable because she's a guardian. |D *bricked*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;46200+100+100+100+100+100+100 = 46200 + 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 = 46800&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf suddenly sits up with a snort and a jerk. &quot;What? Whit's that? A dragon? Bah, ye'v a' git heat clap. Shaddup 'n' let a dwarf nap.&quot; He says, and promptly settles back into his nap. |)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I have to imagine that was the first Sending she ever got that wasn't from family. She then went around for the rest of the day with an ear-to-ear grin. X3

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Am I tracking dorfy xp too?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Or do I lump that into tathi's?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Terri: &quot;I'm popular! \o/&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not if you don't want to track it.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">D'aaaaaw. |3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... though now I need to think.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(token saved here, btw)

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There was an important RP thing I wanted to do this session I forgot about.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh well. Now isn't the time.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh please don't make dorf an actual persistent character... -3- eh.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I meant that scene to be something for Meany to wake up to next session if he came by, and to keep Sszeyl occupied if he wasn't.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hatari; Oh? Want to keep it a surprise, I suppose?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... now Gamal's there. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Keep teasing it glitch. It might happen. &gt;:)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What to do. =3= *brick'd*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Aren't we hot on their heels and going to arrive very shortly once we reach 'the stones'? :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">heh, sorry to complicate things

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Basically, Tom just has this sort of nebulous set of contingencies and life-saving effects in play to save the party.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That they don't necessarily know jack shit about.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nah, it's okay, I'll just need to pre-script some brass dragon talk. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">could've always ruled that gamal couldn't catch him.. catch a super powerful dragon? Might as well grapple esaleth.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He wanted to do a little meeting to be like, &quot;Okay so, this is -how- I can -save your lives-.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">hatari; oooooh, all that.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Especially now that we have a second person around who can cast from divine scrolls.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Well, you can play it as usual derpyTom, and the dragon abduction reminds him keenly to talk about it. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">worse comes to worse and meany's not around...you deal with everyone else and I focus on hw till your ready instead of splitting time

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This is the worst time to bring it up! D8 *bricked*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Well gentlemen, I need to get to taking a shower and going to bed. Wonderful fun game today. :3

Kerishorak:<font color="#000000">Honestly I didn't even notice he was there. |D;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop! One moment!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Meowmix?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Indeed! Muchfun game today.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">(sitting at 48472 xp by the way)

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">would of been funner without physics on the side, but can't have everything heh

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Campaign saved. Now all's well. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Oh. ;3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Session log: Drunk driving.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Campaign saved here too. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To ze IRC? :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">49865/55000

Glitch:<font color="#000000">To ze irc! *pumps fist* ERRRRRRRT ert ert ert!

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