Session 91.2

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Liatai:Hallo hallo. :3

Meany:Tech.

Liatai:Just finishing up making tea.

Meany:How are you going to DnD if your new name doesn't have permission to use your tokens?

Meany::D

Liatai:.....

Liatai:He has a point. :B *brick'd*

Glitch:Meany; Yes, yes, I know. Ownerships would have to be reset. :B

Glitch:But I only own, like, two tokens anyway.

Meany:Yonewmap.

Dr. Hatari has connected.

Meany:Yo.

Liatai:How do Tebryn's quarters look? About how you were thinking?

Liatai:I stuck a bookshelf in there because I imagine Tebryn as a somewhat bookish individual, and Sszeyl would probably know that. Is that okay? &gt;.&gt;;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">&gt;&gt;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">:B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">They look fine.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I somehow expected them to be skinner.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">skinnier*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, my love of symmetry kicked in and I had to make it two 20x20's and one 15x15. &gt;.&gt;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So Tebryn has... slightly more spacious than expected quarters? ^^;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">No, I just didn't expect them to be so wide.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Mental image was incorrect.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I see you, DevinGM.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tea's almost done, so just let me know when you're ready. This would be three days after the events at Crane Farm, and one day after the events at SEEDS. The weather is... &#171; &#160;1d100 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Pleasantly crisp. The air is starting to get chillier now as autumn starts to drift closer to its close.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">France france france. :V

GM:<font color="#000000">Can you see me now?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Nein.

GM:<font color="#000000">When would Sszeyl be most likely to be at the Cave today?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Probably all day, to either wander the nearby woods, or help dig additional ponds.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lia; just realized.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hope you'

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Changing seasons means changing game to hunt.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">you're writing down these weather rolls for now. Cuz if you reroll in the main session...

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I must keep my customers appraised.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">SCHRODINGER'S WEATHER. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Weather can change throughout the day, you know. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">But you don't normally roll for that! :U *bonk'd*

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Shall we?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">A doo dee doo, a cleaning up the kitchen.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">By all means. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Around evening, there's a knock-knock-knock on the kitchen door.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And le door opening. &quot;Hello and welcome to the Mustering Cave.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari departs almost-silently.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;That sounds practiced.&quot; :3 A drow standing there waves, with a burlap bag slung over one shoulder. A few carrot tops can be seen poking out of the bag.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Been shopping? And yes it was. Come in, come in. Stop and have a drink.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nnnnnnot exactly. I stopped by Zai and Leth's, and Lethiriss might have maybe spotted me getting a little close to her lemon tarts.&quot; &gt;.&gt; &quot;So she shoved this into my hands, told me to 'go make yourssself a proper meal inssstead of sssnatching otherssss', now sssshoo!' &quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;So here I am, with a sack full of root vegetables and neither the equipment nor the know-how to cook them beyond 'stick in fire until soft.' So I thought, 'hey, who do I know around here who's a good cook and has an open kitchen?' And so. Here I am.&quot; :B &quot;How've you been?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Excellent. My diggers are digging new ponds for fish quite rapidly.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ponds for fish? Eating fish, or fish for watching?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Eating. I've apparently a need for either a larger, or more numerous ponds to have a year, round supply.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Plus a buffer so that Fuzzy doesn't eat anyone.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Now, what sort of vegetables do we have to work with?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuzzy... is that your pet bear?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uhm...&quot; Rummage rummage. &quot;Looks like potatoes, onions, carrots, and parsnips.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Stew it is.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Let me get some beef from the cold box.&quot;


 * Rhylinar sets the bag on the table for easier rummaging.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shall I start chopping these while you do that?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Chop chop. :3 &quot;So, aside from fishponds, anything else been happening? How did things go with that... what was it...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Use descriptors to narrow it down.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Adventure? That's kind of broad.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">:P

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;the one to Resca, or the recent one?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either or.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The one to Resca was full of drama.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The gnome Gnogglebolt? I learned he openly refuses the concept of duty, and that Miron, the one who's always yelling, is surprisingly understanding. I believe the vernacular is role-reversal.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The recent one was...interesting. Boring at the best of times, but I may have a new property out of the deal.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;One with a much larger cave system.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">''No Gnogglebolt does not! Dx''

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( That's what he said. ;V ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Damn miscommunications--No it wasn't! &gt;:/

Glitch:<font color="#000000">He didn't like -Sszeyl's- idea of 'duty'

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...sorry for interruping mini.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Carry on.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Role-reversal? -- Heh, you're turning into a regular land-baron at this rate.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Nothing compared you my catfolk friend.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;He intends to purchase the entire market district in increments.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(...okay that was grammatically confounding.)

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which one, the cougar or the panther?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I read it as &quot;nothing compared to my catfolk friend.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Cougar.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Yes, I'm fighting cats. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( And annoying sisters. ))

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahh, yeah. Barbarus. Jewel-for-an-eye. He did strike me as the business-mogul type.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes. Vegetables.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Firewood, meet stove.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;What're you planning to do with all this Underdark property?&quot; Vegetables get. Yet another unusual place where knife skills come in handy. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Over the course of a few years, fund excavation.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Link these caves with the new caves, and expand them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And of course place bets on how long it takes the humans to notice.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your own private Underdark system. Huh. Heh, you might actually get thanks from the humans if you spin it right. Hunt some monsters, rout some kobolds, win gold, win fame. Not bad business in the off-season.&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Speaking of kobolds.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The Dragon made contact with a local tribe, and put them to some task.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I cannot say for sure what, but I remember some of their faces.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+5+mod = 5 + 5 + 0 = 10&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Profession Cooking check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Perfectly average stew. :|

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for lulz/assistance.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Nope.jpg


 * Rhylinar really doesn't seem to have a great grasp on cooking beyond 'stick in fire until soft.' :B

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm.&quot; The rogue frowns. &quot;I probably wouldn't be able to help you much with that. Kobold business isn't my usual sphere. Do you remember where you were?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I remember the starting point, and how long it took to march downriver, but no.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmm. About how long, and where'd you start from?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Just outside the city limits, exploring where three wrecks had melded together. And if I recall, two hours.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 3 + 8 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge (local)

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm... well, can't say I know the area, but I can ask around, see if there are any people who know the area and local kobold tribes better than I do.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Thank you.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;How's your head been with the whole... dragon business? How've you been holding up?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;....&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">The younger drow seems to tense. &quot;He is stronger, as he casts aside the pieces of himself he deems to be in his way.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;First and I can no longer overpower him if pressed, and the Seal only slows him down.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;But he grows foolish. Forgetting his fear of Zilvudar.&quot;


 * Rhylinar headtilts, listening.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Oddly, as he lets go of anger and pride, he is no closer to loosing his grip on the physical world.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I am considering a side-trip, to destroy his physical remains to help break the bond.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Up to Dragons' Dance?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;We are heading near it, in any event, yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yoriver, and the next Dragon to beseech.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I think you've got that the wrong way around, Sszeyl--if I recall, the next dragon is on the way to Yoriver. &gt;.&gt; )

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I could be mistaken.)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Differing priorities.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very dangerous area, the Dance. You're probably going to need the legal help of your Mace friends, too, if you're going that way. It's practically a national monument for the humans and dragons.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;...A monument that will erode in a few years anyway?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Bone becomes extremely brittle if left to the open air.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You underestimate the staying power of enchanted dragon bone.&quot; =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;They enchanted the bones, or the bones are in and of themselves enchanted?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Zai has a dragon-bone knife somewhere that's older than he is... aha. You haven't researched the Dance much yet, have you.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;The place is alive with wild magic.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Every time I do, It gets uppity about the illustrations.&quot;


 * Rhylinar snickers. |3

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... By the way. Who's First?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Your brother hasn't shared that information? I thought it would be common knowledge to him, at least.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;It deals with the Orgolloyss cycle of reincarnation.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh, it's always worth hearing things from multiple viewpoints.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I see. Well, at the time when Orgolloyss was still alive in his first skin, he and the other First Born wove magic to break free of Lolth's control over their afterlives, by bypassing the after life entirely.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You still owe me a talk about Orgolloyss psychology, by the way, after that tantalizing little tidbit you dangled in front of me while you were hanging off the Guardians' roof by your ankles.&quot; :P The rogue listens.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Those who participated would be born again as they died, and gain the memories of each new incarnation as it dies. At times, an incarnation can achieve enlightenment and exist independant of their First self. They are still technically in their previous cycle of reincarnation, but acting as two separate Firsts.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Zilvudar has achieved this level of enlightenment, for example, and this is why he is Monstrocity and Yazagh is not.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yazagh is also a power-hungry petty bastard, if you don't mind my sayin' so.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Quite so.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I imagine he will not do well when The Nothing returns.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Anyway. A First basically the soul that stood with Orgolloyss millions of years ago, simply with the added knowledge and perspective of each incarnation.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Previously, me and my First were able to greivously harm the Dragon by messing with it's sense of linear progression.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Linear progression?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Cause and effect.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Remembering things out of sequence.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Being born coming after having children, being full before you eat, many small changes that when put together and left alone breed madness.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Stew's done.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Le serve.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, why so it is.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Brb bio.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Le accept. &quot;So, was the Order formed back then according to your stories, those millions of years ago, or was it formalized later?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Back.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The Order formed when Orgolloyss and those that happened to be with him were separated from Lolth and the other First Drow after her casting out.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Orgolloyss taught them how to survive in the caves until they could dig through to rejoin the rest.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And when they saw Lolth's society, they became the stuff of nightmares to survive it, and try to supplant it with something that wouldn't get us all killed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">To the table~

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Nod, nom. &quot;Mm. Coming here was a good idea.&quot; :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Omf.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Now, about that psychology.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The higher ranked an Orgolloyss is, the less free will they have. Thus, the more rigid their thought patterns until they become hyper-logical.&quot;


 * Rhylinar nods, steepling his fingers. &quot;Yes indeed. What's this about contradictions?&quot; &gt;:3 Listen listen.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;At that point, it's easy to get them to lock up for a few minutes by presenting a logical paradox.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;This statement is false. Does a set containing all sets contain itself. I request that you deny this request.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can an omnipotent being create a boulder so big that it can't move it, that sort of thing?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;All these and more can cause all but theoretically Yazagh, due to his willfullness, Zilvudar due to enlightenment, and Orgolloyss due to being a demigod.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Er.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Cause them to lock up*

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Iiiiiinteresting.&quot; |3 Nom. &quot;You know, I've heard tell of some monasteries that use those sorts of things to induce trance-like states. I bet Zai has a book of them we could borrow.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes. I am a personal fan of 'I am me, I am I, I am.'&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Self-affirming. Simple, but surprisingly powerful stuff.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;So.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;How did he take to seeing the sky for the first time?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;The same as any of us, I'd imagine. Wasn't there personally. You can ask him yourself in about...&quot; He pulls a firmament stone out of his pocket and checks it. &quot;... less than an hour, I'd say if I had to estimate.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Excellent, he'll arrive while the stew is still warm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl calmly sets aside the empty bowl- when did he have time to eat inbetween all that talking?- and looks serious for a second.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I'm going to take a risk and be totally honest with you.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll keep it in confidence.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I'm beginning to wonder if Zilvudar might be right to keep the Rule of Fear active past it's expiration date.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And I'm loosing confidence in my ability to form an argument to change his mind.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;What brought this about?&quot; Idle stew-stir.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... testing, testing, one two three? :34 lagcheck

Glitch:<font color="#000000">:34 test

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:34 at :34, yay. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany probably got called unannounced AFK or is thinking of how to word things. ^^;

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( I live! ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( sorry. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">In the meantime, I'mma roll some dice. Whee~ &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 5 + 11 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+16 = 13 + 16 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 5 + 12 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 15 + 12 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No prob. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kitty :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I have been thinking. We drow live and breathe drama, politics, and treachery. I don't think there -is- a manner of government where we could live without giving up part of what makes us Drow. And I can think of even less people who would miss us.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Stir, stir. &quot;... What would you say 'makes us Drow?' Not an easy question, I know, but it's worth talking about.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;We are the dark side of elves. We are chaos taking to it's logical extreme, and while many elves ponder about times long gone or long coming, we focus mostly on the moment, which is why it's relatively easy for us to work with shorter lived races.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, what languages does Sszeyl speak, when you have a moment? Common, Elven, Undercommon, DSL, Dwarven, anything else?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I can never see DSL and think anything other than computers. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why yes, I speak Internet.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, sacred canine duty.


 * Rhylinar nods, and the stirring stops. &quot;... Well, you were honest with me, so I'll be honest with you. I don't think anything you could write would change Zilvudar's mind. Enlightened or not, he's still one man, and one man intensively trained and learned in one belief system for centuries. The voice of one dissident isn't likely to shake someone like that.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you're still intent on writing on it, I wouldn't consider Zilvudar to be your true audience. The people who are going to be affected most by it are the younger generations. The ones who can't be baffled senseless by a logical paradox yet. It's been that way with the Raiders. Younger, less indocrinated minds are more open to new ways of thinking. It's just the way it is.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm going to go off the wall and make a slightly crazy suggestion about government systems. Ready?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, I just feel like keeping myself in suspense.&quot;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I just wanted to make sure I wasn't trying to RP with thin air again. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">RPing with thin air is indeed a reduced-fun activity...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It would be easier if I had more than one character in this scene, but Tebryn and escort aren't due to arrive yet. XP

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Fcking people who can't make tea for themselves! ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;As I'll ever be.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Considered doing any research into the old gnomish community structure? Granted. It's harder to do hands-on research of it in this age, and you've got, well, a bad sample to draw from as far as gnomes go. But, hear me out.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;One big problem with trying to create a stable political structure for drow is, as you know, the whole living and breathing politics, drama, and treachery. Try to take that away to stabilize a community, and we get antsy. I've never known a drow who could sit back and just watch the world turn like an elf. We need to be planning, plotting, doing something, or stir-craziness sets in and we're back to stabville.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;If anyone'd mastered the art of using creative energy, wordcraft, industriousness, pride, and artistic inclinations for public good, it was the gnomes. Humans run a close second.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Stabville, Population: Depends on who sewed armor plates into their clothes this morning.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Perhaps Maizo would be worth an investigation afterall.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(gnomes don't actually run Mazio, the current king is human, at least as far as I imagined. Gnomes are just very integrated there. Just fyi. :U )

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, the nice thing about trying to build a government system from the ground up is you can pick and choose elements you think might work well from multiple sources.&quot; |3 &quot;I can tell you the Raiders' ideal is a hodgepodge of gnomish, elven, and human structures. Mazio might not be the best choice for the gnomish social structure I'm thinking of, though, if only because Mazians don't tend to live and breathe magic like we do.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your paper, your call, though.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">You may roll Listen and Spot when you return, if you're so inclined.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Hmm.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Listen check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;...You are correct.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Any Spot?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 5 + 7 = 12&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Spot check!

GM:<font color="#000000">Carry on.

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Afk again. :/ People can't do anything themselves. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll start pre-typing while you're gone.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">RAGGLE FRAGGLE.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I'd hope that thinking about it for a century and a quarter would yield somewhat viable input,&quot; he says with a smirk... before his gaze suddenly shifts toward the door. Without turning his head, he murmurs a quiet phrase in a language Sszeyl likely hasn't heard spoken before.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Unexpected guests?&quot;

Drow Girl:<font color="#000000">Another phrase is returned, and a small white-haired black-skinned figure materializes from the shadows cast by the doorframe, smiling rakishly and leaning one arm on the wall. &quot;Kosoel, Ilme.&quot; :3

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">... that's definitely a WTF expression.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Why is the delicious floating stewpot still here?

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">The oldest drow in the room crosses it in a few long strides and grabs the new arrival by the ear. &quot;(What the hell is wrong with you?!)&quot; he snaps in Undercommon. &quot;(Are you trying to make the kid think we use children for covert ops?! You look like you're barely ten!)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Why Rhylinar. I didn't know you had children.&quot;)

Drow Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ow ow ow ow owwww!&quot; the new arrival whines. &quot;Leggo! That's sensitive!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;And besides, I thought that already.&quot;)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*snrk* I was -wondering- why her token was Small... xD

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;No under-twenties for high-risk jobs.&quot; Back to the kid. &quot;Maybe you'll let a shape stick for a while next time then. Come on.&quot;

Drow Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Meanie~&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Izzy.&quot; :|

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;No, I'm quite certain that's just stern.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I've seen mean, and that isn't it.&quot;

Drow Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whaaaaat?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know what. More appropriate face.&quot;

Drow Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw, but I like this one.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Gibbs-slap. :|

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*dopeslap*-- xD

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Wow, really? xD

Drow Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ow ow ow, okay, okay.&quot; X3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(minds think alike!)

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">The kid quickly grows in size, changing attire, body structure, and even gender. The newcomer adjusts a mask over his face. &quot;I just thought I'd have a little fun, that's all.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well next time, try to pick fun that doesn't make us out as people that purposefully put kids in danger.&quot; :|

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sszeyl, meet Izzyl. Izzyl, Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Why are you talking about infant goats?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And why should I care about them?&quot;


 * Rhylinar mutters something in that unusual language, which gets a small chuckle and reply from the masked one.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kids, children, younglings, Sszeyl.&quot; =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Hello, Izzyl. Welcome to the Mustering Cave. The barrel behind you has whiskey if you need a drink.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Ah, vernacular.&quot;

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahaaa, so you're the scion. The Ezzebek grapevine's abuzz with rumors about you, you know.&quot; The mask makes it hard to tell, but the voice sounds cheery. ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;One little unprecedented survival, and everyone's talking about me.&quot;

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a rarity, you know!&quot; ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Are you going to sit and have food and drink with your discussion, or stand there with Rhylinar trying to set you on fire with his eyes?&quot; :B

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, no, that sounds lovely, but I'm just the deliveryman tonight. Deliverywoman. Deliveryman. It's complicated.&quot; ^^ &quot;Some other time.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Very well.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Izzy's one of the best infiltrators and smugglers we have. Speaking of which, how's the package? Not too many bruises and bumps, I hope?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F"> &quot;You can stop with the euphamisms anytime. :|&quot;

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;A little nervous, a lot fuzzy, but all in one piece.&quot; ^^

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, drama, politics, treachery, and trickery.&quot; :P To Sszeyl.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Trickery is a luxury.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And mostly empty calories anyway.&quot;

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh, I like him already.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Izzy.&quot;

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

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;The kids've been waiting long enough, and I need to brief you on your new assignment.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Oooh, the rare administrative Rhylinar face.&quot;

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;A new assignment already?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't worry. This one should be low-impact. ... Izzy.&quot;

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

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let the kid out already.&quot; =3=

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, okay, okay.&quot; |3 &quot;One of these days I should get a hat for this trick. Do you think they make hats of holding?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Izzy.&quot; =w=

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;A portable hole would be better.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Modified that so long as it's in a circular shape it can be used.&quot;

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fiiiiiine. No sense of showmanship.&quot; The masked one unslings a bag from his back. &quot;Tried it, doesn't work so well. Too many deliveries getting wished away into the aether. Now pay attention; nothing up my sleeves...&quot;

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">He kneels down, opens the neck of the bag facing the ground, then whips it upward. &quot;Abracadabra!&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Thomas, a day from now: &quot;Good lord I traded Cal'Tel for this.&quot;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">uhoh. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">The Abridged quote killed his net!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What Abridged quote? :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">.....did my line not go through?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The &quot;Good lord, I traded Cal'tel for this.&quot; one?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yeah, that one. xe

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which Abridged was it, and who was the original quote referring to? :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">#28, Vegeta, after Freiza killed him and Goku got his stupid on

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aha, DBZ Abridged.

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

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">A slightly dazed monk appears from the bag, standing upright, clad in northern human-style clothes, and with what hair isn't tied back into a small ponytail poofed straight out. @~@

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Freiza: *monologue about 'justified' infanticide* &quot;I could retract that kindness if you like...but then who's the villain?&quot; Goku: &quot;Y-you are.&quot; Freiza: &quot;N-no that was a rhetorical question.&quot; Goku: &quot;And I gave you a rhetorical answer!&quot; Freiza: &quot;Good lord I traded Vegeta for this.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Last you saw, Meany?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Izzyl: He kneels down, opens the neck of the bag facing the ground, then whips it upward. &quot;Abracadabra!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nothing IC missed since then.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Glitch: Thomas, a day from now: &quot;Good lord I traded Cal'Tel for this.&quot; Meany is disconnected.

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">He shakes his head as if to clear it, then looks at the masked one, who points over toward Sszeyl.

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">:3 .... did the mask just make a smiley face?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Not missing a beat, the muscular drow steps up and goes into a deep bow, showing the back of his neck. &quot;Welcome to the Mustering Cave, my lord Nightmare Tebryn.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">The other monk bows in return, keeping his eyes on the level of Sszeyl's head. &quot;Terror Sszeyl. It's... good to see you again.&quot;


 * Rhylinar taps Izzyl's shoulder and makes a few quick gestures in DSL -- (Let's leave them to catch up.) The masked one nods.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 3 + 20 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+21 = 13 + 21 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Quietly stealing away~

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 10 + 11 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+16 = 14 + 16 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Quietly, quietly~

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">You still need to work on it.

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">Hey~! I do well enough! |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl stands properly, and produces a notebook from one voluminous sleeve. &quot;A record of the aboveworld, as you requested. It is incomplete, and much of it you have also experienced, but it is as you requested.&quot;


 * Tebryn accepts the notebook, glancing over it. &quot;... I'm impressed. You've done so much in these short months... much more than I.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I have had two missions to pursue. Yours, and Zilvudar's.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yours has been the more successful.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">your's*

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have there been any signs of Monster Yazagh's people? They were drawing close upon me before cousin's people provided a means of egress.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;They are going toward the west.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Myself and the non-drow I have enlisted with to help myself in my missions went West earlier in the year, and they followed us.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;But we returned east before they had even made it very far west, and we do not expect their return for some weeks.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is a relief. How did you avoid crossing their path on your return? An alternate route?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;We bypassed them through air-travel.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Air-travel?!&quot; An amazed, fascinated expression threatens to break through the stoic cultivated Orgolloyss mien.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes. Provided by a dragon.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I am afraid I must ask this question, and it very well may foul your mood, sir.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;A true dragon? Is it true that they eat precious gems?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The specific gems vary from dragon to dragon, but yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I..happen to know from experience, in a way.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Though some do enjoy meat.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ask, Sszeyl. Nightmare I may be, but this is your domicile, and I am the refugee. We stand on equal footing.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;...If that is what you wish.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Whom signed the death warrants for us?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">who*

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Testing.] ))

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Hello?

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Grd drmit.

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Hoy.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fffffff. &gt;:E

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Everything went not-responding.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">x:

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Had to do a forced shutdown.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech, I'm going to need your log.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Last I saw was Tebryn's last line.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Tebryn: &quot;Ask, Sszeyl. Nightmare I may be, but this is your domicile, and I am the refugee. We stand on equal footing.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;...If that is what you wish.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Whom signed the death warrants for us?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Tech's afk.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">x:

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Yazagh, with Zilvudar's approval.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl is quiet a long moment.

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should the assassins have failed to kill me, I intercepted orders from the Monstrosity to my Boogey, Trivoltil, mostly by accident. Trivoltil is not the most organized of Boogeys, and part of my duty was to organize his paperwork.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I hope one of your cousin's friends brutally murdered him.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;My next mission was to be a suicidal one. Should I survive, another would be assigned.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;A magnificent waste of resources, and completely out of character for Zilvudar.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Boogey Trivoltil, as far as I know, yet lives. Unless the cave-in that covered our escape happened to crush him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Here's hoping.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I must confess something, Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes?&quot;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh shiesse sorry, I was afk

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;I disobeyed orders. I have entered the restricted sections of the Order's archives, repeatedly. They are how I located our cousins. An Orgolloyss monk is not supposed to have family, yet records are kept, in case a family feels they would benefit from possessing an Orgolloyss monk.&quot; (To save this line in case of freezes.)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hokay. Back and read up.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">No worries Lia, I keep autosaves.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">As long as there haven't been any whispers, I've got everything

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Can you send this one to me on the end of this mini-session?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No whispers. A few rollmes, but those can be forgotten. :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Can do will do done. :)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... frig, and I can't even scroll up to amuse myself by rereading while Meany's DCed now. =3= *brick'd*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't suppose you could upload the current log to the Swap while we wait? {:3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">In an E-mail draft, not in Documents. Saving HTML documents in Documents tends to bork them. ^^;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">huh? Oh, I was just gonna pipebytes it to you, since logs are the only thing that -does- work with pipebytes for you. :.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">is that allrigth?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*allright

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh. Sure thing. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep yep.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yaaaay thank you~

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

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

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;I disobeyed orders. I have entered the restricted sections of the Order's archives, repeatedly. They are how I located our cousins. An Orgolloyss monk is not supposed to have family, yet records are kept, in case a family feels they would benefit from possessing an Orgolloyss monk.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Disobeying orders is becoming less severe in the Order than it once was. Our existence here is proof Zilvudar has violated it's very charter.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;But I heard one word in your confession that does not sit well with me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Our?&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our. ... That is why Zairith took such a risk to bring you to safety.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Please tell me we're related through my mother.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our grandmothers were siblings, from the records, so it's through a matrilineal line, yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Thank goodness.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I'd like as little reminder of my father as I can get.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;Grandmother on our mother's side or grandmother on our father's side? We have more than one grandmother!&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Mustering Cave'Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I would have been doomed for trouble even if I had not helped you escape. For the same reason you are. Though not quite the same.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wondered why.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Your previous self was also a dragon?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Or has Zilvudar ordered another purge?&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;... no, I only have a particularly noisy ancient wizard to deal with.&quot; A small smirk. &quot;Though that is what started me thinking.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Lucky you.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;One of my past selves was a Lazrien. I began to wonder. Kilund, Zaughim... everyone knows they were pillars of Lolthian society at the time of the upheaval and remain so today. But the other three... Lazrien, Claddani, and Mezzelerath. I wondered why they were Marked, even when all evidence held that they were extinct. Lazrien and Claddani, in particular. A mage-house and store of knowledge, and one warrior clan out of many. Why were they singled out?&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;... my research led in an unexpected direction.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;May I inquire as to which direction it took?&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Into the family archives. It struck me how many Boogeys and Monsters had ancestry in Marked Houses. I just didn't expect to see our names on the list.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our mothers' mothers were Claddani, Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">One second while I look that up.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... freaking music player. &quot;Miracle Hinacle&quot; is NOT appropriate music for this scene! XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Super-cute bouncy song. NOT APPROPRIATE MUSIC. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;My mother, the meek little coward who couldn't stand up to her drunkard, gambler husband until he was deciding to sell me into slavery was a warrior.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Houses are extensive. There are exceptions to the rule in every group.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;This isn't so much exception as antithesis. But I see your point.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Being the antithesis of the ideal House member may have saved her from the initial purge during the uprising. I don't know.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;But that's what the records say. And it would certainly explain why Yazagh has singled us out. Claddani and Helvirahel were -- are -- bitter enemies.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I thought I was singled out because I bit him the first time we met. But this is an unprecidented level of partisanship in the Order.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I don't think I've heard the bite story.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The stew-pot keeps bubbling away, forgotten. =3= *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Long story short: If have the world at your feet, beware anklebiters.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Would you care for some of the local food?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">if you*

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;... it isn't trail rations, is it? I've had my fill of those.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;No, it is a solution of vegetables boiled with meat until they form a thick liquid.&quot;

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">(Ohhhhh man, that smells so good.)

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">(You had your chance. I'll buy you something at a tavern later.) Invisisneaks are invisible.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Be grateful the mules aren't here.

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">Potion of...

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">... Hide from Animals.

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">Never leave home without one.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Venezuela is not an animal.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Or three. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">She is a force of hate.

Izzyl:<font color="#000000">But the game says she is! :P *dopeslap'd*

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Be quiet, we're not meant to be the peanut gallery.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;There are a number of types of meat in this aboveground.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And much more types of fish, since the fisherman here can see them better, and there's less risk in hunting them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;This stew, as it is called, is made from red meat. Red meat is muscle tissue that was frequently used while the animal was alive, making it healither for the consumer, cheaper, and unfortunately less tasty.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hear it's rare to see a fish longer than oneself on the surface. Is that true?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;This far inland, yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The closer you come to the ocean, the larger the fish get.&quot;

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">&quot;The ocean. Such things actually exist?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl then undoes his robe, and places it on the spice shelf. &quot;See for yourself.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And then he turns his back to Tebryn.

Tebryn:<font color="#000000">O.o


 * Tebryn is fascinated. A bard couldn't have done it better. &quot;How is it moving? What is that creature -- ah! It got larger!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;That is a blowfish.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;They inhale water to expand their poison points, to prevent themselves being eaten.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">We can continue banter or leave off whenever you like. I've got no more plot for the night. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;It is moving through the connection with the ocean it depicts. It is a real-time viewport of the reef, as this geographical feature of the ocean, is called. With it, I do not need to eat, drink, or trance ever again.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Now, let me show you my neighbor, before we tour the Cave...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And that's a good place to leave off on. |3

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">All technical issues aside, this was fun.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Thanks. :3

GM:<font color="#000000"> Woo it only took more than a year to get the Claddani stuff in the open \o/ *brick'd*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thank you. :3

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Though yes.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">A warrior house for Sszeyl's mother.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Never saw that coming. :p

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There are black sheep in every family. :B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">There are black sheep, and then there are -goats.-

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One Claddani tidbit I didn't put on the wiki was that there are two aspects to the house; if they were solely warriors, they'd just be Akellon's Sarghress. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Their house crest is a displacer beast. &quot;The canny warrior, like the beast of the crest, appears where it is not and is not where it appears.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">So Sszeyl's mom was a misplacer beast.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Appearing where they didn't want to be.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... yes, you could put it that way. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which could also explain why she waited so long to go to the authorities, if she was a Marked scion in hiding.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What do you do if the authorities want you dead? :B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Find a corpse.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">:D

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Or make one.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Whichever is easier.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's mom was also not necessarily the canniest Claddani. :B *brick'd*

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">:B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Btw.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">With Sszeyl and the anklebiting.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxChP7oux1E&amp;feature=player_detailpage#t=541s

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl is goku, Yazagh is Freiza.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">:B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">So, to the IRC?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I pictured Jyrras and Kria. :B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">It's a mix.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">:B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To ze IRC. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thanks for hosting, Tech. :3

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Yeah, gracias techzilla!

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Server can go down now. :3

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

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