Session 62

Ghostwish has connected.

Liatai:So Ghost. Random musing thought.

Ghostwish:Meow?

Liatai:Kor is a rat.

Liatai:Rats carry filth fever.

Liatai:Does Kor carry filth fever? :B

Meany has connected.

Ghostwish:*snrk!* Goodness no. He might, given his gluttonous ways, but Tathi's just too neat and tidy to keep a diseased rat as a familiar. Oh, you should hear him squeal when Tathi brushes his teeth..

Liatai:XD

TMG has connected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, just checking to see if I should start having people suffering from ratwrath roll Fort saves. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">popped in, logged on, and leaving alone.

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

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">Will be gone soon.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Well, actually, given the fact he has a toothbrush in his mouth, it's less squealing and more HABBAGUFFMUFFAMURF and lots of hatred over the empathic link. :P

Meany:<font color="#660000">...

Meany:<font color="#660000">Couldn't Tathi achieve the same results.

Meany:<font color="#660000">With a Prestidigitation?

Meany:<font color="#660000">:B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Pft, like I'd waste a cantrip on my familiar.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Wow.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">But you have a ring - MURFANUFFUGH

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tathi's worse on Kor than EA's going to be on Hsen.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">YOU HAVE NO IDEA, BIRD. YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

Meany:<font color="#660000">And EA sees Hsen as little more than a -servant.- =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nobody is worse than Tathi. *fireball'd*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And lightning bolt'ed, and shocking grasp'd, and prestidigiation'd into a clown for kicks.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I actually played a clown cohort, once.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Times like these, I'm glad I have a dragon to counterspell for me in between roaring rampages.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">purrcat is attacking my fingers

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Kor, for the love of your precious cheese, if you'd quit struggling this wouldn't be as near as bad as you make it out to be!&quot; Tathi says, wrestling with her rat familiar.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">ALL OF MY HATE.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh- quit squirming and open your mouth you stubbern vermin! I am cleaning your teeth whether you like it or not!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you wanna borrow my soap, Missus Tathi?&quot; :o

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">THEY WILL NEVER FIND YOUR BODY.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">=O_O=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That would be wonderful, do you have any?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">EVIL WICKED GIRL!

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm!&quot;

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

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

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

</i>Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Thank you so much. Be a dear and fetch a pail of water? I'll show you why you should be cautious when you pick a familiar. Rats make great sneaks, but they can carry filth fever if you don't hygiene the cheese out of them.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">I WANT MY LAWYER.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure!:

Meany:<font color="#660000">We missing some RAM.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He said he would be back in about ... 5 minutes ago.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">As he was getting lunch.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cat why do you purr while you bite me.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But I can attest to that having plenty of unforseen delays.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Because Liaflesh is tasty.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tastes like arts.

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

</i>Meany:<font color="#660000">*shot*

Meany:<font color="#660000">Yo.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, RAM, got your token? :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can drop it onto Braxton Falls to start fleshing out.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Liatai:<font color="#000000">That is not an ork. That is an Axe Cop. :B

John Doe:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Nothing to see here. Move along.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">On a tangentally related note, I saved a bit of character art from today's /tg/ thread. GMs, have a spiffy dryad base.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://img37.imageshack.us/img37/3156/dryado.jpg

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">I really hope Terri didn't fall off the side of the boat or something.. Thomas would take a lot of fireballs to bring down..

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( I am so saving that. :P ))

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... don't go down into the hold if you don't have to.&quot; o.o;;;;

RAM:<font color="#990000">He's already pretty much filled out.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ah, thank you.&quot; She says, and then looks over at her. &quot;Why? What's wrong down there?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Gnogglebolt's gone madcrafter.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi actually grimaces. &quot;Oh.. oh dear. Does it look, well, explosive?&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dunno, looked dangerous to me. I got outta there quick.&quot; o.o;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Except I don't have the sections for his saves like everyone else does.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, that's easy.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Change token properties to PC.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She sighs, taking the water and setting it on the table. Kor already looks like he's trying to make a run for it, but his pudgy little legs just can't push his bulk.

RAM:<font color="#990000">There, thanks!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, as I was saying, chosing a familiar, if you chose to do so, can be tricky business.&quot; She says as she picks up Kor.. and unceremoniously dumps him into the bucket.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">ACKPFTPBBBTBLUBACK.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Clinging to the railing, not really moving. For now. x-x

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Rats can climb, sneak, and chew through just about anything that isn't metal. Heck, I've even seen Kor here make a valiant effort against copper.&quot; She says, picking up the soap and scrubbing the struggling rat.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Those are the pros. The immediate con is that rats LIKE to stink, and can carry a nasty disease called filth fever if you let them.&quot; She says, casually ignoring the bombardment of hate and murder over the empathic link.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So, may I begin?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not yet, the party's not where you are yet.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mkay~!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;The other one, the one I am about to address shortly, is that when a rat becomes a familiar, it gains access to a wide palette that most rats would find dangerous to eat. Note Kor's girth, the greedy little git.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Huh. Well, since everyone is RPing anyways, shall I take it as prologue cue? :B

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">ALL *BLUB* OF *Pft!* MY *gargle!* HATE!

RAM whispers: Just where -am- I presently?

GM:<font color="#000000">Yeah, give me a moment. x3 Where were we...

GM:<font color="#000000">Last session on Akellon, there was a bit of a scuffle as the Cygnet was ambushed by shambling mounds, and a mutant dragon-creature that was... well, just plain wrong. It seemed to be after some 'red gold...' odd.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">All of the Gnomes. GONE WITHOUT A TRACE. It's like Elder Scrolls dwarfs!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Now.&quot; She says, removing Kor from the bucket and plopping him onto a nearby cloth and drying him off, despite his incessant squealing. &quot;I've been experimenting a bit lately, what between spellcrafting and scribing, and I think I have a quick solutiont to Kor's, ahem, belly size.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I don't suppose sorcerers dabble in experimental magic?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Experiemental -what- now?! o.o

GM:<font color="#000000">Luckily, thanks to the Vigilant Guardians, there was nary a casualty, and the ship has pulled into the trading town of Bridgeton for examination and repair. This is a merchant's town, so you will find most anything here you might want -- but BEWARE THE SALESMEN.

You whisper to RAM: You are in Braxton Falls, the next stop down the river after Bridgeton.

You whisper to RAM: You can check out the world map if you'd like to see exactly where you are. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">We docked? :V

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps' RAM whispers: Mkay~!

GM:<font color="#000000">Today is Yondallon 5th, it's evening, you are docked, and clouds are gathering in the sky as the sun sinks lower... Take it away!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Right, let's see if this works.&quot; Tathi says, pinning Kor to the table with one hand as she starts weaving the spell with the other hand.


 * Terri watches intently. o.o

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">WAIT WAIT WAIT WHAT NO. THIS WAS NOT IN THE CONTRACTTT!!!!!


 * Dr. Hatari finishes up spells real quick. &gt;.&gt;;

RAM whispers: Lia, halp! I can't get my bike to show all the options!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She finishes with a final command word, pointing at Kor he vanishes into a puff of smoke for a moment. When the smoke clears.. Kor is a -normal- sized rat again. He's skinny!!!

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">He looks a little weird.. his eyes seem to be spinning and his whiskers are all frazzled, but..

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well! I think it worked!&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">.. and then he quacks. Loudly. Like a duck.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">o.o; &quot;Oh.. Oh dear, I think I broke him.&quot;

You whisper to RAM: Options like...?

RAM whispers: Oh, there they are. Was trying to get the PC options.


 * Thomas Lazarus peeks in. &quot;...?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What was that?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Dangit, let me go get my spellbook, I need to fix this..&quot; Tathi says, dashing off. &quot;Pardon me, Thomas!&quot;

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">The ship's cat is watching raptly, tail swaying. o.o

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor is just sitting on the table, looking kind of weird.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi was experimentin'.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How forboding.&quot; =w=;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor starts.. rolling around on the table.. like a log.. baaack and forth, baaaaack and forth..

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't go into the hold, Mr. Gnogglebolt's gone madcrafter.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Amadre whimpers. Rat gone cuckoo. Cat, go check on him?

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Boing.


 * Thomas Lazarus raises a brow. &quot;Is that so..?&quot;

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Bat bat? o.o

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">o.o! Kor's fur suddenly bristles out, and he QUACKS, loudly and angerly, before launching himself at the cat!!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. He was quite off-put about it when he arrived--&quot; D:

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

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Eep! D:

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What in the world.&quot; =3=


 * Thomas Lazarus separates them.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor keeps jumping at the cat, quacking like a mad goose!

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-10 = 3 - 10 = -7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Grapple check. Halp! D:

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Grapple. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 7 + 9 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How is he even making that sound.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 10&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; QUACK. QUACK QUACK HONK.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">With the cat gone, he sits down.. and suddenly matches the color of the table.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Quack.&quot;

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">The cat yowls and clambers up Thomas, perching on his head with tail fluffed out.

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">O.O;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Tath--oh--ow--TATHI!&quot; &gt;:I

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Coming! Coming! Coming! Oh darn it, I knew I shouldn't have tried out illusion..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please tell me you can fix him.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She plops her spellbook down on the table. &quot;I -think- I can!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus pets Scarlet reassuringly. Headperch or no.

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">The cat is a long-furred poofball. o.o;;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor.. keeps changing color.. he looks like that weird status effect from FF6.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi keeps flicking through the pages of her spellbook. &quot;Dangit, dangit. I must have messed up a syllable or part of the weave...&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Quack.&quot;


 * Swallowtail crouches and peers at the chameleon rat. o.o


 * Thomas Lazarus tries to liberate Scarlet from his head. &quot;Ow-ow-ow-it's-owkay&quot; =w=;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Never letting Tathi use magic on me... o.o;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Ditto. o.o;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 14 + 7 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen check...

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Especially not on our awesome haircuts.

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sszeyl, do you hear... a duck?&quot; O_o

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Okay, let's see if this works..&quot; Tathi says, grabbing a hold of Kor, who immediately turns the same color as her skin and quacks.

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Hisssss D:

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Honk!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi gestures quickly, pointing at Kor, who vanishes in another poof of smoke.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Listen check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Yes.&quot;

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

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">When the smoke clears.. Kor is gone.. until someone hears a duck..

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">.. from the ceiling.

Terri:<font color="#000000">D: &quot;Oh no!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi blinks, and looks up. She stares at her rat, now perched on the ceiling like it was the floor.. and then covers her face in her palm, before cussing in Elven, wary of the little ears about.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Quack.&quot;

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Hey, hey dogs.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Woof?

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Whaddya say we hightail it out of here before more magic flies. D:

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Seconded!


 * Scarlet launches from Thomas' head and lands on the floor.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Seconded again! Let's get out of here!


 * Thomas Lazarus bobbles. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Boo.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi do you know how to dispel magic?&quot; D:

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Quack.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs and rests his hands on his hips while looking at the spider/chameleon/duck/rat.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was just about to say, I think I'll use this stop to head into town and sell the little odds and ends that weird beast was hoarding.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I do, actually, and I think that's my last recourse. Watch your eyes.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's going on in here?&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Looks like Tathi may be at this a while.&quot; =w=;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... she's not summoning ducks, is she?&quot; :.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi puts up at Kor, and launches a ray of dull green light at Kor!

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;QUACK-&quot; POOF

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The fluff text for disintegrate!

Hakutaku:<font color="#FF0000">Don't mess with her.

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

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor lands on the table in a rather ungrateful heap, and lays as still as death.


 * Thomas Lazarus leans over. o_o;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh crap I didn't kill him did I!?!?&quot; Tathi says, leaning over her rat.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( :V ))


 * Terri clambers up on a chair. o.o;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Heal check. &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Index finger prod. Prod.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor flips over right as Thomas pokes him, blinking his eyes open and shaking his head several times.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Squeak?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well that sounds right.&quot; He pets the rat.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's okay!&quot; :D

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh thank gods, Kor, you had me so worr-.. what in HELLS do you mean you want me to do it again!?!?&quot; Tathi says, relieved for the first half but nearly outraged for the second half!!

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Dude. That was a trip.

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

</i>Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi facepalms again. &quot;I think I might have fried his brain.&quot; She says sarcastically.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. I'm going to disembark and shop. Would anyone be interested in coming with?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'll come. Best keep Kor from fattening himself up again.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure, I'll come. Always wanted to see if those stories of Bridgeton merchants were true.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus taps his chin a few times. &quot;Terri, do remind me if I forget. We really ought to send a Sending to your folks. I'll bet they would be delighted to hear back from you.&quot; :3

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's the matter, Scarlet -- Well hi there, dogs!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah!&quot; :O

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Woof! :D

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Hi! :D


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms into his robe sleeves. &quot;Would you like to come, Sszeyl?&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">Roughhouse roughhouse play play tussle.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Sure. :V'

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Have fun, master. I'm going to the crow's nest. ^^; ... I'm glad you're a sorcerer.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..It may actually.. be a little more troublesome than normal looking like a Drow around here. This is a lot smaller place than Lorellon.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll just have to stick together.&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's that supposed to mean?&quot;

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Nothing, nothing... &gt;.&gt;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Arooo, can dogs fit up there?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Can they climb the rigging?

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">We'll damn well try!!

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">... hey, you're not Mateo. o.o

Meany:<font color="#660000">Wait a minute, can gods commit suicide? I'm about to try!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Silly quadrupeds.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hello kittie.&quot;

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniffsniff.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might be a good idea in general.&quot; ^^; &quot;Bridgeton's smaller than Lorellon or Castleton, but if the stories are right... twice as busy.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian scritches the kitty's ears.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas gathers up his things, makes a quick mental tally, and heads off the ship to the Rif--(Not Riften. Too much Skyrim.) Bridgeton docks.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">FUS RO DAH


 * Dr. Hatari shoots an arrow in Ghost's knee.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">There are no maps for Bridgeton, only merchant NPCs. However, the town is easy enough to describe. Picture, if you will, two ameobas made of wooden buildings, shops of all shapes and sizes, and wagons. Now imagine that there's a fat spaghetti strand of a bridge between the ameobas. Wrap the amoebas around either end of the bridge. There you go, that's the basic shape of Bridgeton.

GM:<font color="#000000">The buildings in the whole town have the air of something that could be broken down and relocated on a moment's notice. The air is filled with the smells of food vendors' carts, shouts of hawkers and boisterous travellers, and colorful lights of mundane and magical origin.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Neat. :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh well. First things first. Thomas is going to go about selling that swag from earlier.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Who are you?! What are you doing here?!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see. &#171; &#160;900+1000+800+800+3200+900 = 900 + 1000 + 800 + 800 + 3200 + 900 = 7600&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I just needed a token to talk through in Braxton it's cool. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... but you're not in Braxton Falls.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You're in Bridgeton.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HOW DID YOU GET HERE?!

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*bloop*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*Ahem* The RP stands.

Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excuse me, sir!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Going to get yerself a robe of useful items with that look, Tom?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Which map we on, btw? ))

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( Imagination land, apparently. I mistook the random RP maps for Bridgeton. XD ))

Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;You look like a gentleman of good standing and taste. Might I be able to interest you in a fine scroll?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus decides to use a trick he learned in the city.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Broke and in debt.&quot;

Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;... oh. Terribly sorry, sir.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;;


 * Merchant used Flee!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Works like a charm. =w=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=w=

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are there any markup/down modifiers I should account for in Bridgeton sales?

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pardon me! You! Yes, you, the drow gentleman!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Yes?&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can roll Diplomacy if you like.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Choose your words carefully, mortal. =3=


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms into his robe sleeves and keeps a protective watch over Sszeyl. &quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">Oh, that's so cute. He thinks he's guarding us. =3=

</b>Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Shut up, you.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Diplomacy you say? Why not. &#171; &#160;1d20 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would you care for a sampling of some of the finer things the world aboveground has to offer?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Diplomacy check!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tom, add +5% to that. You did very well with haggling. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Perhaps. What do you offer?&quot; :v

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I also always imagine that merchant with the Fable 2 accent.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;MANY SCWUMPTIOUS FINGS HEA~&quot;

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">Beg your pardon, the DM is rolling randomly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Finances record!

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( No you don't! ))


 * Thomas Lazarus muses briefly.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I'll ask Tathi for advice later.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ask me what exactly?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus jolts.

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why, it depends on your pleasure, my good man! I have three bottles of fine wine direct from the northern reaches, made from rare grapes protected by vile frost worms! There's also this fine assortment of sweets, and a bottle of the ferocious beverage known as dragon broth from the Falaris Plains! A beautiful silk robe made by the weavers from Thalinde -- exceedingly high quality, I assure you. Or perhaps you are a student of the arcane! A scroll from Greyspire can never steer you wrong!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus is in Bridgeton and not in the ship, for reference. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi followed, remember? :&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I did not. Good call.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I sold those little shiny trinkets the, uh, dragon ... pile, had.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Almost eight thousand. I was about to carve it up for us when I considered that, technically, Terri was with us. And threw some spells at the fray. I entertained the idea of giving her a share for a day's work. But then.. you know. I'm not really sure how responsible that would be on second thought. You know?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Giving a little girl a thousand gold allowance. And indirectly encouraging her to enter combat with us.&quot; =w=;

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rare spices and salt from the Moscra Desert! Or, if you're looking to settle up here more permanently -- here, take a seat. This sedan chair is made of wood from the northern jungles, the cushions made with cotton from Silton!&quot;

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just feel that quality material.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;I can see your point. She did, however, participate, and thus is entitled to her share of the spoils. A bit of a quandry, it seems.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hmm.&quot; GM, do the items have price tags attached?

Nut Seller:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sweeeet nuts! Buy my sweet nuts! Freshly roasted sweeeeeet nuts!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They do.

Pretzel Seller:<font color="#000000">&quot;Prrrrretzels! Hot pretzels for sale! Only five copper!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After a while musing. &quot;I think I'll count her a share and hold onto it for a while, until she gets back home. And let her---eeeuuuuhhhggg&quot; He makes a face like he just saw someone being split down the middle.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe not that either.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Would you like some of my hot, salty nuts?


 * Sszeyl inspects the prices.


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs his head and frowns.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Are you allright??&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The chair is 100 GP and 60 pounds. The scroll is labeled as 150 GP. The robe is 5 GP. The dragon broth is 2 GP. The northern wine is 40 GP. The sweets are 4 GP for 8 pounds. The spices are 10 GP for a 1-pound bag, the salt is 1 CP per ounce. Of course, beware. The merchant WILL try to haggle.


 * Thomas Lazarus mutters with a nervous smile. &quot; I just realized I'd rather not announce to her father and mother and protective older brothers how she participated in mortal combat with us.&quot; =w=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In person, anyways. Not while I give her a reward for it.&quot; He chuckles.

Nut Seller:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sweet cinnamon almonds for sale!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hey, we shopping all as a group?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Or did we split up?

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">Depends. Did you let the merchant separate you from the group? |3


 * Thomas Lazarus isn't really shopping. He's just standing a little ways away from Sszeyl in the street.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">As if Tathi would allow that the second you mentioned Scroll, good sah.

Pickle Seller:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pickles! Crunchy salty pickles!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think I'm over-thinking this. Perhaps I'll just ask her.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus puts down two gold for cinnamon pretzels, though. :9

Pretzel Seller:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you very much, sir!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hmm, you have my interest.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Tathi, scroll for sale over here, is it something you'd like?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I did not really think that purchase through very far.

You whisper to RAM: This is taking a fair bit longer than I thought. Do you want Shankfang to enter in Bridgeton?


 * Thomas Lazarus apparently bought 200 pretzels.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh god, can't stop laughing at all the unintentional double entendre.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2/0.05 = 2 / 0.05 = 4E+1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Oh no. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Variables! ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... is that 4,000 pretzels? XD

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Did Ghost afk again? =3= ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">NOOoooooo*drown*

</i>Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">ack, sorry

RAM whispers: I'm good with whatever you prefer. With how long I've waited for a chance at Akellon, I don't mind waiting a little longer.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;No thanks. I'm backed up on scribing things to my spellbook as is.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Side note; the sweet nut seller, the pickle seller, and the pretzel seller are all merchants I've seen at the local Renaissance Faire. There are also cookie wenches and jerky sellers. So the double entendre is intentional. It draws attention. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hmm. Is this scroll arcane or divine?&quot;

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arcane, good sir! My compatriot over there has a fine stock of divine scrolls.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I wonder if I technically qualify as a cookie wench. =3= *brick'd*


 * Thomas Lazarus returns to the ship in disgrace.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I see. What spell is it?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl is already counting platinums.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">How in the world did they sell me two hundred sugar pretzels.

</i>RAM:<font color="#990000">Also, that should be...40 pretzles.

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;A spell to summon a beast, good sir!&quot; *_* Uh-oh. Merchant has scented -platinum.-

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Whoops. I never scrolled up to check the exact copper I guess. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">5 copper each, two for a silver. Twenty for a gold.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;5+2+40+4+10+0.16+150 = 5 + 2 + 40 + 4 + 10 + 0.16 + 150 = 211.16&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thank heavens for maths.


 * Thomas Lazarus offers cinnamon pretzels to ... the entire crew and animals. They're going to go dry in no time and he has no other way of disposing of them all. =w=;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;211/10 = 211 / 10 = 21.1&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

RAM:<font color="#990000">If ya ever need some maffs done, feel free to ask. In my prime, I could do equations in my head faster than people could on a calculator.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 2 + 15 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; merchant evasion check -- :9

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Noooooo DX

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Twenty one platinums, one gold coin, one silver coin, and six copper coins for the robe, one bottle of wine, the dragon broth, the sweets, the scroll, one bag of spices, and one pound's worth of the salt.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh no.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl is being preyed upon.

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

</i>Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Bitch, I am a landowner and business owner.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">YOU THINK YOU'RE IN CONTROL.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">THEN WHAM 200 PRETZELS.

RAM:<font color="#990000">40

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Quiet back there.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Even a high diplomacy modifier hasn't allowed the bard to escape without buying a checkerboard, a bag of marbles, a pickle, a bag of cookies, and a set of lute strings. ^^;;;;;

RAM:<font color="#990000">0:3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl isn't even trying to haggle. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Buying full market price.

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why thank you, good sir!&quot;

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there any way I can interest you in an enchanted ring to go with that lovely robe at a discount?&quot;

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">Uh-oh.

</i>Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm sorry but no. Here, have a platinum tip for your trouble.&quot;

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, sir!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You're welcome. Good day, sir.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">To the boat! =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The stories were true... why didn't I heed them....&quot; =3=;;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I've never met so many human who were so friendly. =3=&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... sure.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Usually, new humans try to throw things at me or set me on fire when I try to buy things.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Takes weeks to get them properly conditioned. =3=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess that's just Bridgeton.&quot;

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

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''That's Bridgeton. They'll sell to ogres if they have money.'''&quot; The sailor looks mightily amused by the piles of purchases.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am having the damndest time remembering all the relevant participants in the last battle now that half of us are NPCs or not here or somesuch.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's better than the story I heard where they sold to a phasm.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Oh, Edaric.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Here you go.&quot;

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


 * Sszeyl hands over the Summon Monster scroll.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Elros, Tom, Miron, Tathi, Gnogglebolt, Sszeyl, ... Ed? Was Ed in the fight? He was, bonuses. Terri.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's this?&quot; Of all the times to not have Read Magic. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Missing anyone? Who actually gets loot shares? Sorry Aelian. :P

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If you're not counting the ship's crew, I think you got everyone.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">'Course not they have professions. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">And I only have +3 spellcraft, let's see... &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sszeyl what's this?&quot; ^^;;;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*Lognote* &#171; &#160;7980/9 = 7980 / 9 = 886.6666666666666666666666666666667&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; gold split to the afk and vacationing gits.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Scroll of summoning.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Summons monters to fight.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Not sure, myself. I tried to get Tathi to look at it, but she was busy.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus heads belowdecks.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'll have to ask her later, then... scrolls aren't usually my thing...&quot; ^^;;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi heads over, fending off entirely too many perfume saleswomen. &quot;What scroll?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well-come back.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ladies.&quot; He nods curtly and sets out some bags of coin on the table.


 * Thomas Lazarus holds one and eyes Terri with an amused smirk. &quot;Hmmmmm.&quot;


 * Edaric hands over the scroll. &quot;Sszeyl says it's summoning... I'm no good at reading these things. Can you tell what tier it is?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 8 + 12 = 20&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow drops off some spices and salt onto the cooking counter.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Will you be responsible with this if I give it to you now, and promise to behave yourself and not try to muscle into harm's way?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Oof! You can't either without using Read Magic.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi sighs, and uses read magic.

Terri:<font color="#000000">*.* !

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Summon Monster II.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What a look.. =w=;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You'd really give that to me?&quot; 8O

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It's the second tier of the spell. Not terribly useful&gt;&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Still more than I know how to cast.&quot; He takes the scroll back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. It wouldn't be a fair division between adventurers if I didn't.&quot; He smiles wryly and knits his brow. &quot;..But like I said..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't want you to take this and go thinking you should let yourself get into danger on our behalf because of it. If I had my way you would have been safe and sound below decks for that fight, and now spell-flingin'.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But if you understand that... then yes. I will.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">*not spell flingin'

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi suddenly grimaces, and turns to one of the annoying salesman. &quot;That perfume smells like donkey urine! Who're you to say it 'suits the sensitivities of an elven nose'!? Would you like to know what YOU smell like to an elven nose!?&quot; She barks, bristling.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( time for a late lunch. ^_^ ))

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-kay. I promise not to get into danger I can't handle. An' I know that's not much danger right now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Which reminds me.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... who is Tathi talking to? They're on the ship. :B


 * Sszeyl puts a box of candy on the table. &quot;Little gift for everyone. Enjoy!&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari chuckles softly. &quot;I imagine that's as good as I can get out of a young sorceress. Very well.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">*_* !


 * Dr. Hatari slides Terri the bag of gold.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Pst. ))

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">:D !

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( :v ))


 * Thomas Lazarus slides Terri the bag of gold.


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles softly. &quot;I imagine that's as good as I can get out of a young sorceress. Very well.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">Gold from beyond the fourth wall! :D *brick'd*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Give that back I have college loans D: *brick'd*


 * Terri takes it and immediately starts looking through the bag, counting. :D


 * Thomas Lazarus can't help but look amused. &quot;It's technically all yours. But if you want my advice, you should squirrel it away for a while and ask your aunt Sal and parents what might be good to invest in.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sleight of Hand to steal some of the green ones from the candybox. &gt;:9

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Don't be like me and get talked into buying an armful of pretzels.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;A lair is always a good investment.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 14 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm, mm-hmm! I'll guard it an' use it well an' never let anyone steal it!&quot; *_*


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Sszeyl a bemused look. &quot;A Terri lair?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Yes.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus watches Terri with a faint hint of nervousness. Please morninglord just don't let the terrifying couple be furious with me. (:3

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( that's when she was out shopping. ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You've seen those pretty cloaks the older sorcerers often use, Terri?&quot;


 * Terri looks super-happy as she stows the bag of gold in her pack. :D

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm!&quot; :D

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'd suggest saving for one of those. Quite a useful perk.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That about concludes most of the business this person might've had for Bridgeton, if we wanna timeskip. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Let's timeskip, then, to the day when the Cygnet is getting repaired, dawn of a new day, Yondallon 6th --

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Wow

</i><font color="#000000"> it's lucky you're in port.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">That's one VIOLENT storm.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's the triple 100 percentile storm catching up with us D:

GM:<font color="#000000">Is Aelian going to stay outside during the storm? ^^;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">So vigilant.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">I LOVE THIS STORM.

GM:<font color="#000000">... if so he'll need to roll a metric ton of checks.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You heard the DM! Get your ass down here!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'm a ranger, I can take it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She looks to the captain. &quot;I'll pay for the ship's mast later.&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">The total of repairs to the Cygnet would cost 150 GP, or one Make Whole spell. Your choice how you want to pay.


 * Dr. Hatari herped when he should have derped and forgot to cast Sending again. :|

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( :P ))

GM:<font color="#000000">Well, you'll certainly be stuck inside all day today, so you can Send now.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Btw, who got a share of the Shambling gold? ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">All PCs and participating Guardian NPCs.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">crap, what was the total again? Forgot to write it down. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">866?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">886.

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


 * Dr. Hatari hides skim funds. &gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We'll assume the excess was eaten by the hungry merchants. :B

Merchant:<font color="#000000">OM NOM NOM precious metals.

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">We're like rust monsters. Or Gorons.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Does that mean you have loot now, capitalists? &gt;:)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; ^^; &quot;..Is there anything you would like to say to your folks back home, Terri? I can put twenty five words into the sending, and they can send that many back. So it's gotta be pretty concise.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Hmmmmm....&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well, Grandpa should prob'ly know about the dragon plant.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;It crossed my mind.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can you tell Papa that I'm fine an' everyone's fine an' the seal's holdin' an' I'm brushing my teeth while telling them about the plant?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We're certainly about to see.&quot; :9 Casting begin.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Afk, getting munchies. ))

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian reaches over and nudges his friend. &quot;What about you sending letters off, Ed?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And do keep my little.. experiment out of the sending allright?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I sent them off before we left.&quot; |3

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Dude, it was like the walls were made of.. jello!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And when are you going to send some more, huh?&quot; He asks, smirking.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The Sending spell is directed towards Nathaniel Toris, this time. &quot;Don't worry. Twenty five words is not enough to describe what happened this morning.&quot; ^^;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are you, the letter police?&quot; |3

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Damn straight.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">And I totally forgot which one of Aelian's parents is the elf, and whether or not he keeps up with his family, and gods I'm a horrible character-napper!!!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Father is the elf.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And that second bit is up to you, though I've been playing him as somewhat distant generally.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about you, then, huh? Have you let your folks know about Redtree yet?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll bet my mom's already started sharing the story.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's see, let's see...&quot; After about ten minutes, Thomas speaks a bit more deliberately, and counts his words.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Interrupted yesterday. River beast attack - dragon blood in one - wanted 'red gold'... everyone fine though. Terri behaving, having fun. Will keep in touch.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Silly note.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Eh. I figure it's about time to write home again. They're dying to see Tathi. Dad about went bonkers when he'd heard I'd bagged a wood elf.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If you'd addressed it to Matthew, the first words of the reply were going to be barks. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">23.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi looks up, squinting at Aelian. &quot;Bagged?&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hey, you're the best catch yet!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What, you going to mount me on the wall or something?&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian goes pokerface for a moment, and then smirks. &quot;Considering our company, I'm going to let that innuendo hang.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi rolls her eyes, and goes back to her spellbook.


 * Thomas Lazarus =w=; faces at the elftalk and waits patiently for the sending to go through.

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;... How peculiar,&quot; muses the reply. &quot;... Remind Teria not to challenge young chromatics, even if she thinks she can. Thank you for the sending, and stay safe, everyone.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Speaking of spellbook, let's see if she can snag Solid Fog, a 4th level, non-evocation.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 6 + 12 = 18&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!


 * Thomas Lazarus smiles.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Your grandfather wishes us all well. And he says you're a twerp.&quot; |3

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Grandpa would never say that!&quot; &gt;:O &quot;I'm not a twerp!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Well, that's another one failed at level 7. Durnit.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;At any rate, perhaps I'll help Ed and Aelian speak with their folks tomorrow, hm?&quot; He pauses, raises his brows.

GM:<font color="#000000">So, how are the Guardians paying for repairs? In magic, or in gold?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Or maybe our overseas guest?&quot; He looks to Swallowtail.


 * Swallowtail considers, then shakes her head.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Repairs? ''Tathi. *_*''

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Wait, what repairs? :P

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Parents dead. Master speaks no Kellon.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">That was fourth wall joking, it was. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas certainly wouldn't mind casting a Make Whole spell on the ship. He offered to before.


 * Thomas Lazarus offers Swallowtail a solemn nod. &quot;I understand. As you wish.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Very well, let's assume the debt is paid in spellcraft.

GM:<font color="#000000">And Ghost, the rudder was damaged from the shambling mound attack.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Without much else pressing business, Thomas retires to his room for much of the stormy day and brushes up on some occult texts.

GM:<font color="#000000">Ready to fast-forward?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh! Got that, cleric? :P

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey! What did Grandpa really say? He didn't really call me a twerp... did he?&quot; D:

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah yeah. :P


 * Thomas Lazarus ruffles Terri's head. &quot;Of course not, Terri. He wanted you to stay safe, and warned you not to go challenging any chromatics.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Which is darn good advice.&quot;


 * Terri is ruffled. &quot;... okay.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">She pauses, then looks up at Thomas. &quot;... Not even little ones?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps some day. But no. Absolutely not yet.&quot; He offers her a faint smile and returns to his book.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw... okay.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afk 2 shakes.

GM:<font color="#000000">Dawn of a New Day - Yondallon 8th. Speaking of which, RAM, have you had a chance to look over the Kellon calendar?

GM:<font color="#000000">Today is clear, with a bit of a nip in the air. Those of you who sleep in are probably awakened very easily by the deck boss' shouting as the boat prepares to leave Bridgeton.

Merchant:<font color="#000000">Noooo! Come back! Those people had loot! *_*

Pushy Salesman:<font color="#000000">They'll be back. They always come back. *_*

RAM:<font color="#990000">NO, as a matter of fact, I hav not.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hrm, typos...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://akellon.wikia.com/wiki/Calendar

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">There is no love lost leaving bridgeton. =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Today is Nica, Yondallon 8th, 1221 CA. About October 10th on our calendar.

GM:<font color="#000000">On the way along the river, you can see a town surrounded by tall trees near the river, although the Cygnet does not stop there.

GM:<font color="#000000">As you go further south, though... the sky starts to get darker and heavy with clouds.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hrm, 6 day calendar.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lunar or solar?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lunar. Roughly. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm not entirely sure. But the 1st-3rd of every month is the 3-day full-moon cycle for lycanthropes.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Back. ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">Interesting. No one really uses the lunar calendar anymore.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Unless you're a lycan. :B


 * Liatai is brick'd.


 * RAM reloads the brick gun.

Mateo Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;... those clouds don't look right.&quot;

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm... no, they don't. We'll be fighting storms on the way to Braxton Falls, no doubt about that.&quot;


 * Miron hides in his bunk.


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns up at the clouds.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl chatters with Swallowtail in Amayan. &gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;So, what is Amaya like when it is not at war?&quot;)


 * Shankfang the Deffrider gets rained on in Braxton Falls. D:


 * Thomas Lazarus glances over to the Selkirks.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi, meanwhile, takes another stab at spell learning..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But I just washed by bike!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How long do you imagine until we arrive? I think brother Miron had some business he wanted to address in Braxton before our little errand delivery in Thalinde.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Leomund's secure shelter is another 4th level spell. Here goes nothing..

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 20 + 12 = 32&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">MUCH better. :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You may now cast HOUSE. It's super effective versus witches.

Meany:<font color="#660000">As well as unknown diagnoses.

Meany:<font color="#660000">But it makes you suceptible to addiction and snark.

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


 * RAM loves House. Great show.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Very nice -- perhaps someday you will be able to come visit.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Ideally, yes. It seems humans have more governments than I initially thought.&quot;)

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Barring any major delays, we should arrive tomorrow around noon.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;What about Dartane?&quot;)


 * Swallowtail frowns and spits out a curse word under her breath. &quot;(Pirates. Their king is nothing more than a thief! They have no honor.)&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(They steal our islands, sink our ships, traffic with demons!)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He spends most of the day on deck, lingering around the rails and rigging, seemingly not at all averse to a cold breeze or watching the river waves.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Take my advice and stay away from the Tanes. Far away. They are nothing but trouble.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;I see. Why do they do those things? By thief, do you mean he usurped his power, or merely a derrogatory remark?&quot;)


 * Swallowtail huffs.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Who can say. They claim that what we own is not ours. Their ruler is chosen by blood, not by the spirits' will.)&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I have heard that they even chain sea spirits to their ships against their will.)&quot; &gt;:(

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">You seem to have stumbled upon a political quagmire. What do you do? =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas eventually wanders back below deck as noon turns a darker shade.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks about for a certain elf.

GM:<font color="#000000">Drops of rain are now starting to fall.


 * Thomas Lazarus takes a seat.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Say, Tathi.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you familiar with making scrolls..?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's something all wizards do, right?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Hmm. Sounds expansionist.&quot;)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes, it's something we all get taught to do. Why?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;But I concur. Best to stay away.&quot;)


 * Swallowtail nods. &gt;:|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.&quot; He folds his arms. &quot;Usually, every day I try to keep a little dynamic mana. Just in case. You never know what you might need to undo in a day in the life of an adventurer.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She quirks an eyebrow at him.. &quot;That better not be a quip at the whole Kor fiasco..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... But it takes a long time. I've been thinking, it might be a good idea to have a scroll version or two of some spells that just can't be waited for.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus waves a hand. ^^; &quot;No, no.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was just wondering if you could help me make some emergency use scrolls some day. For ... you know. Really bad situations. Just to be prepared if they happen.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(What is it like where you come from? Your monasteries sounded harsh.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;When we train, it is harsh. When the Boogies and Nightmares go out to police the people it is harsh.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Rain? Noooo! My nice, clean bike!

GM:<font color="#000000">The rain is starting to come down much harder now, and the wind is picking up.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;When all the monastery is quiet for the evening hymns, it is peaceful and serene.&quot;)

GM:<font color="#000000">Heh, Shankfang... it's been raining for nearly two full days where you are. ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She nods a little. &quot;I can, although I do prefer not to. Whoever made the scribing process was some kind of masochist.. It takes gold, and even a little bit of yourself to make a scroll.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;I understand.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see. &#171; &#160;25*4*7/25 = 25 * 4 * 7 / 25 = 28&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Ezzebek is really the only major city my people have anymore. And of our four highways, on the the paths south are really inhabited.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well. 28 XP isn't so horrible for one emergency scroll, I suppose.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;I am told it is possible to walk from one end of the city to another without meeting a single other person.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The one I had in mind was the miracle of Delay Death. ... Self-explanitory, if you're unfamiliar.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It would give me some peace of mind to have in my belt, I think.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(It sounds... lonely. Are there so few people there?)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Yes. Only three of every ten people who lived before the war, live now.&quot;)

GM:<font color="#000000">Before I forget, I would like to submit a houserule for consideration.

GM:<font color="#000000">Crafting magic items goes at a rate of 1000 GP * your caster level per day. Is this acceptable?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( I like it, but I'm neither a crafter, or a caster. ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She nods a little. &quot;Well, so long as you're around to help craft the scroll. I don't know that spell myself.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( I can craft, but I don't do magic. ))

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(What war?)&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That ramps it up quite a lot. I certainly don't mind. But I don't think anyone in the party has any magic item creation feats, except Tathi via class features. And scrolls over 1000gp are pretty heavy duty ordnance anyways.


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;The big war I told you about. The one over a hundred years ago.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;The...Lower Dark War, I think is the translation in this tongue.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Of course. I've helped a few arcanists in the past make scrolls. It's pretty rare for a member of the church to take up enchanted scribing. I'm not even sure if Miron and Cadamon can do it or not. I just know they track a lot of things.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The ship is starting to rock a little as the water grows a little rougher.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">x-x

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Hopefully, it'll never become necessary. But if it is -- even once -- I'll count it worthwhile.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">By the time Yondallon -- ack, I misread the date! (Dawn of a New Day) Today was the 7th. The 8th is when you'll arrive in Braxton Falls.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So long as you front the cost, I'll craft it for you, Thomas.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">By the time Yondallon 8th rolls around, it is full-on storming. The lower decks are populated only by Guardians, it seems, as most of the hands are on deck helping keep the ship going.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And even better? A nomination to make up for the price. :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll pose the question here; if the casting time of a spell on a scroll is immediate, such as with Close Wounds or Feather Fall or, namely, Delay Death... can you immediately slap your hand over it and still use it as such? Or do you have to draw it out with a movement action and have it on hand in advance totally negating the point? ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3= We're prolly going to have to pay them a tip or something.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'd rule that slapping a hand over it counts.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see. &#171; &#160;4*25*7/2 = 4 * 25 * 7 / 2 = 350&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; gp removed from earnings to cover for scroll costs.


 * Dr. Hatari checks spell entry for annoying additional materials.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Nope. Thomas pays up.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;963-350 = 963 - 350 = 613&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And Tathi gets to a scroll'scrollin'!

GM:<font color="#000000">You feel a sudden small jolt as a pinprick's worth of life energy seeps from you into the paper.


 * Thomas Lazarus bows somberly. &quot;Thank you. Let me know if I can ever repay you somehow. This may have saved one of our lives.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 18 + 12 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With that business out of the way, Thomas spends another evening in quiet study. Fiendish codexes and beastiaries may be a little macabre for the otherwise sunny cleric, but there's a lot to know, and it's interesting in an academic kind of way.

GM:<font color="#000000">... the Cygnet is sailing surprisingly smoothly, despite the rough conditions, avoiding running into anything. The ship pulls into Braxton Falls amid driving rain and wind.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Okay quick.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Tie Miron to this anchor.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'll distract the crew.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3= *Uncle forehead thwap*

GM:<font color="#000000">No such luck. The gnome took off for the Mace outpost as soon as the gangplank was put in place. =w=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And was blown away by hurricane force winds.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Never to be seen again.

</i>GM:<font color="#000000">Ahp!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Allright, so how much xp was that?


 * GM gets out the spritz bottle.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">o_o; &quot;I figured he would have a little more to to say than that.&quot; ((:B))

Spritz Bottle:<font color="#000000">Sspt ssspt ssspt!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">28 I believe. Let me double check... &#171; &#160;7*25*4 = 7 * 25 * 4 = 700&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;700/25 = 700 / 25 = 28&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You had a spritz bottle token made already? =3=; *spritz'd*

Guard:<font color="#000000">This leaves the rest of you aboard as a guard comes tromping along the dock out of the walled town. Braxton Falls is a squat little town, almost dwarven in flavor judging by the amount of fortification. You would think it was a very large fort if you weren't careful.

Guard:<font color="#000000">You may move over to Braxton Falls at your leisure.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Mmmmm.


 * Thomas Lazarus doesn't seem especially bothered by the rain as he watches Miron trudge off with conviction. &quot;... Well. I suppose we can both cast Sendings, so it isn't a problem to separate for now.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">That token image be fiiiiiiiiiiine. :V

Guard:<font color="#000000">The guard engages in dialogue with the drenched captain, and papers are exchanged.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tally, I like your taste in men.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What in the world are you talking about =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Who's Tally

Meany:<font color="#660000">Gnoggle's sister.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Shank's soon to be wife.

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

Guard:<font color="#000000">The guard then tromps down to the lower decks toward you, shouting to be heard over the wind and rain, but he just doesn't seem to have enough oomph. Fortunately, you have the human bullhorn to translate.

Meany:<font color="#660000">This is why Amplify Voice exists. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And he's surprisingly charismatic, for a Half-Ork!

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's askin' if any of you have ever been to Braxton Falls and to see your papers if you have!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Stanley. The Dovakiin!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">FUS RO DAH!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Not that I know of. :V&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh.&quot; He pauses and shakes his head 'no'.

Stanley Selkirk:<b><font color="#000000">FUS RO DAH!!

</b><font color="#000000"> *guard is pushed off the deck* *GM is brick'd*

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;They say no!&quot;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">No no no.

</b>Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">You roll the R more.

</b>* Thomas Lazarus speaks up. &quot;Our Gnome friend is an Inquisitor.&quot; He gestures to his own badge. &quot;He had business with the local branch.&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''... Why don't you go inside?'''&quot; =3=


 * Guard nods feverishly and tromps belowdecks out of the rain.

Guard:<font color="#000000">About a gallon of water runs out of his armor and leaves a puddle on the floor. =w=;;;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;... ahem.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">It's like a decanter of endless water.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">That you wear.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;How many are in your party, and have you any animal companions or familiars?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;All over the place.&quot; He smirks.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi peers, and then chats with Aelian in elven. &quot;Humans still haven't figured out how to make weather resistant armor?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Nine, two animal companions, one familiar, and one pet.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi holds up Kor, and pats the two hounds. Goodness but they're getting big.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Comings and goings from our fine town are well-documented. No travellers are permitted to enter the town without identification papers. This also ensures that you are familiar with the town's laws.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(No wonder Miron likes this branch.)&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;All animals are required to be leashed or harnessed while on the streets, and all weapons will need to be peacebonded.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl looks at his hands.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Ololol.

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

Guard:<font color="#000000">Don't tempt me you monks &gt;:O

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;No travellers or sentient individuals under the age of fifteen years are allowed to be on the street after sunset without documentation saying that you are allowed to be so.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">ALL animals?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">o_o; Nod.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Standard traveller's papers will cost 2 silver pieces each, while papers allowing you to travel after dark will cost 2 gold pieces.&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may be stopped if you are travelling after dark and asked to see your papers. Keep them on you at all times.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances at Thomas. &quot;Do we ever really need to stop here?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He sighs lightly. &quot;I'm afraid so.&quot; ^^; He fishes around for the gold.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What for, exactly?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If only to check in with the Mace branch.&quot; I'm totally scrambling to think of a reason to stop here.

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll at least need to be here to wait out the storm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Righto.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">BECAUSE I DEMAND IT!

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''... though you're welcome to spend as much time as you want aboard.'''&quot; =3=

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;I heard that.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Two silver paid.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes, I don't see much reason to stop here.. much less reason to put up with the arbitrary system here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well of course you heard that. Stanley said it.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arbitrary?&quot; The guard puffs up indignantly.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;The curfew is in place for your protection. It is part of a city-wide endeavor to reduce victimization from monster attacks and violent crime.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">^^; &quot;I understand how you feel. But I'm obliged to check in with the Inquisition. You can stay aboard if you like.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus quirks a brow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sidequest?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Loot?

Guard:<font color="#000000">A check of some kind may be necessary. The guard still seems puffed with self-importance.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">EXP?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Diplomacy check!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;What's this about monster attacks and what not?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Bitch please.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Checks? I'm terrible at checks. D:

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Say something aside from OOC chatter, drow. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Meany, what are you doing?? That isn't Boss Lady.. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Sir, we are monster hunters. Perhaps we could be of help with this?&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">Who's to say it isn't? Silver dragons shapeshift. =3= *frozen by dragonbreath*

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;... perhaps, but you would need to be out after dark to do so. There have been... sightings.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I swear, guard, if you mean me...

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the past three days, there have been no less than twenty disappearances and five violent maulings consistent with large monster attacks in our very streets.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Two gold paid. :V

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sightings?&quot; He raises a brow and frowns deeply. &quot;I'm going to be asking the Mace for a briefing on this when I arrive.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hmm. Serious business.&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;The rain is not assisting in our investigative efforts, either. The storms began at about the same time and have not eased since.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Suddenly the protocols seem much more reasonable. That's outrageous.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">All the victims were found mysteriously run over. *dakka'd*

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;... you didn't hear this from me, but there have even been reports of invisible giants.&quot;


 * Shankfang the Deffrider reloads.


 * Thomas Lazarus casts a wary look towards Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Twenty disappearences, with five reported attacks, and what have you done about this besides inact this inane lockdown?&quot; Tathi asks in quite an annoyed tone.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Invisible blue giants, even. Perhaps the ramblings of a lunatic, but given that we've even seen Mazian hooligans on roaring steel horses, I may be giving these rumors more credibility.&quot;

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

Tathi whispers: Knowledge check for ogre mage? XP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... For crying out loud.</small.>&quot; As Tathi does as Tathis do and unnecessarily inflame people. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Knowledge Arcana check.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Madam, your tone suggests that we have done nothing!&quot; The guard puffs up again. &quot;I will have you know that we have been extremely vigilant and have been scouring the streets of our fair city for these reprehensible beasts!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 11 + 8 = 19&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Knowledge Religion check.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks back at Terri.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Okay, from now on Tathi does not ask questions. =3=&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Diplomacy check!

Player &quot;Tathi&quot; is not connected.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">:B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sorry kiddo. But this is something I'm not going to risk involving you in again. I want you to stay with the ship where it's safe.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Nature.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not while there are reports of invisible kidnappers about.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 1 + 6 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge, nature!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">... damnit, Meany, stop infectin me.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge nature!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Your dad would kill me. Again. D:

</i>RAM:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl: &quot;Tell me your name, horse f*cker, and I shall tell you mine!&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: We have a winner!

You whisper to Ghostwish: That sounds like an ogre mage for sure.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You have been extremely vigilant, searching everywhere.. and yet all you have to show for it is missing bodies and rumors!?&quot; She hisses.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;But -- okay -- but don't die or disappear!&quot; D:

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tathi, pay the man the gold. They're way out of their league and are going to need our help.&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some of those 'missing bodies' were my comrades. Watch your tongue.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi starts, and stares back at Aelian. &quot;How can you know?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus just gives Tathi an aghast look before turning back to Terri.

You whisper to RAM: You may bring Shankfang in whenever you feel it appropriate. :3

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian looks to the guard. &quot;Please forgive my lover. She's still hot from the fires of war. You said inviisble, blue, giant like creatures?&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;So some of the victims have said.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's okay. We're prepared for this sort of thing. Just keep Gnogglebolt and the crew company for us, okay? We won't be that long.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">He nods gravely, and looks to the others.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ogre mages.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin. &quot;...&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay. I'll keep 'em safe! You can count on me!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi's eyes widen, and she smacks her forehead. &quot;Of course. The only creature with just the right strength and guile to pull something like this off.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus offers an approving nod.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ogre... mages?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus pays out 2gp.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She turns to the guard, still with her glowering, condescending look. &quot;Here's your money. A fine price for the fact we're about to save your skins from ogres that art smart, cunning sorcerers.&quot; Or are they wizards? Correct this silly player if he's wrong.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you for the warnings.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm beyond certain Miron is already talking a mile a minute over this with the Inquisition. Perhaps we should head over and see what they've uncovered thus far.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">*that are, unless we want tathi to suddenly whip out the shakesphere on him..

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

GM:<font color="#000000">You can practically hear the &quot;Drow, I'm telling you! Drow in mithral armor!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=w=; It's so true.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Can you point out the hostel to me in town?&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Leaden Mace badge, please.&quot; ... &quot;Certainly, inquisitor.&quot; Directions go here. &quot;... Enjoy your stay in our fair city.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">For what it's worth, he's a good sport.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I feel super official giving a grim-faced guard my badge before going to a foreign HQ. I feel like one of those federal agents on T.V. *brick'd*

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Hold for a sec, plz? Wiriting up intro, gotta make it good. ))


 * Dr. Hatari is already imagine rooftop jumps and one-liners.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Nah, most of it is just descriptions of items and armor. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Guards givink hyu trubbel to, are dey?&quot; A voice speaks out as the group finally makes it past the guard. A rumbling steambike is parked on the side of the street, with a Half-Ork sitting on the seat, leaning on the handlebars. On his hip sits a battleaxe and an engraved pistol, and he is adorned in shining mithral armor. He grins a toothy smile at the group, his voice friendly, and his accent thick.


 * Thomas Lazarus stops and looks over. &quot;...&quot; He's a bit thrown by seeing the fancy machine.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It sounds like nothing over the top.&quot; ^^;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Goodness. Is all that Mazian stuff?&quot; :o

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi on the other hand, doesn't want to go anywhere near the machine. &quot;It's not going to explode, is it?&quot;

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

</i>Guard:<font color="#000000">Before I forget, all animals are given leashes and collars with tags. Yes, even Kor.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">By the way, is it just me or is the server misspelled? &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, it iz. Hy'm de 'Mazian Hooligan.' Name's Shenkfang. Pleased to meet hyu. Und no, it's not gunna eksplode. &quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Of all the indignity...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fae! :D

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Shutup. This is humiliating. :

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Hey

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Bacck from my exam

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Hey hey

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... okay, do you want the log of relevant details, or do you want to assume that the party can catch Elros up? ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hahahaha take that dogs. =w=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Sorry Kor don't smite me. =3=

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Ah, is there any way I can get the cliffnotes version? ^^;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We've been sailing on the river for a couple more nights, doing small talk mostly. Nothing eventful happened beyond some dialogue. We just made dock at the fortress-town of Braxton falls.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry. You've got to understand. We're... used to Mazian things exploding. With high frequency.&quot; ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Where we've just learned that the place is under heavy curfew as, apparently, invisible blue giants have been skulking about responsible for 25+ missing/slain persons.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's raining cats and dogs, and we just met a technologically inclined dakka biker. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's about the gist of it so far.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh? Hyu hef a Mazian among hyu?&quot; Shankfang asks, his curiosity piqued.

Guard:<font color="#000000">Da Rules in short: &quot;Comings and goings from our fine town are well-documented. No travellers are permitted to enter the town without identification papers. This also ensures that you are familiar with the town's laws. All animals are required to be leashed or harnessed while on the streets, and all weapons will need to be peacebonded. No travellers or sentient individuals under the age of fifteen years are allowed to be on the street after sunset without documentation saying that you are allowed to be so. Standard traveller's papers will cost 2 silver pieces each, while papers allowing you to travel after dark will cost 2 gold pieces. You may be stopped if you are travelling after dark and asked to see your papers. Keep them on you at all times.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Indeed. An inventor. He uses a firearm, too. Although I've never seen anything like that vehicle you've got there. I'm certain he would be in love at first sight.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..But for the moment, we're a bit more concerned with this deathly ogre mage business.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vould not be surprised. Ve Mazians luv our toys.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Odd. I was under the impression mazio was entirely a gnome city..&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">The resident ninja seems utterly perplexed by &quot;Shenkfang's&quot; accent.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Well then, be that the case, Elros pays 2 gold for said papers. Never know when that sort of thing will come in handy. Unless the rest of the party hasn't effected papers yet.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Mazio's not a city, love, it's a country.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm Thomas, by the way. What brings you out this way in such dangerous times?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">gaaah, scratch that then. XP

Ezer:<font color="#006666">...and I'm on a leash. What is this I don't even. :[

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ah, yah. De disappearances. Hy hef been doink zum lookink around myself, but hef hed no luck. Den again, Hy didn' know Hy vas dealink vith Ogre Mages, eidder.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kellon geography = American geography? :B

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( *swats!* :P ))

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Who's going to do Jaywalking with Jay Leno though?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Jay Liatai?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Not entirely Gnome, chust mostly. Dere iz qvite a fev uf us Helf-Orks, too.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And how did you know they were ogre mages?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm beginning to wonder how they even got in, with the regulations so strict -- right. Invisible blue giants.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow translates.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. It's just a guess.&quot;

City Guard:<font color="#000000">-- DROW! &gt;:O

Guard:<font color="#000000">Calm down, he's got papers.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've definitely never heard of anything else giant that could turn invisible and was blue.&quot;

City Guard:<font color="#000000">Oh. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Betta ten henny uf my guesses.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you an adventurer too, then?&quot; How weird. He seems totally unphased by the accent.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is henny?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy apologize, my accent iz radder tick. Hy...guess hyu kould say dat, in a vay. Hy hef kertainly been on an 'adventure,' heh.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">For what it's worth, this woman's accent is kind of thick, too, but more in the Italian direction.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Heh, two people with thick accents speaking the same language. Hilarious.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... He doesn't even look like he registers the rain pouring on his head and soaking his robes slack against his armor.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... maybe we should have this conversation under some cover?&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, vy don' ve get out uf de rain. Hy vill lead hyu to de inn, yeah?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">There are two tavern/inns in town -- the Dancing Priest and the Thirsty Orc.

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

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

</i>Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Gee, I wonder which one he goes to. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">There are jokes waiting to happen here, somewhere.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang, obviously, leads them to the Thirsty Orc.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">What'd you expect?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But I wanted to dance..

Elros:<font color="#006666">You call it hilarious, I call it unintelligible. &gt;.&gt;


 * Thomas Lazarus is bricked.


 * Thomas Lazarus follows for the time being.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose the Mace will be there all night.&quot;

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;C'mon in.&quot;

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

</i>Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De Mace? Hyu are members?&quot; Shankfang asks as he holds the door open for the party.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;A few of us are. The rest are mostly just adventurers.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Having parked his bike outside.


 * Thomas Lazarus wring out his robes and hair a little before stepping inside SPOOOSHPLATTTERPITTER.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Platter? There was a plate in there? My word. *sploosh'd*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy see. Vat brinks hyu hall de vay out here?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=w=; &quot;... Well. I myself am. Inquisitor Thomas Lazarus. A friend of ours has went there ahead of us.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vas dat de Gnome Hy sav runnink uff de schip as Hy rode up?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've been traveling west to Resca on adventurer business and were only here on holdover, but then we heard of this mysterious disappearance and murder business.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;Miron Steelsproken. Senior Archivist.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;And thought, what better way to keep in shape than saving a town?&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs innocently at Sszeyl. =w=


 * Thirsty Orc Barkeep is staring at the drow.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Not a bad idea. Like Hy saeed, Hy hefn' found hennyddink yet. Perheps ve kan vork togedder, yah?&quot;


 * Thirsty Orc Barkeep looks toward the half-elves and wood elves. Then back to the drow. ... His shoulders tense nervously.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I am lawfully obliged to stick my nose in dangerous supernatural monster business, afterall.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*wood elf

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances at the barkeep. Something the matter with him?

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... well... aside from being Mazian and riding a device... what can you do?&quot;

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">Nope. Perfectly fine. Pleasedon'tdestroymyinn.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">If any of you elves think you have large enough guns to take me on, please, come at me bro.


 * Thomas Lazarus not-very-covertly unfolds his arms and makes a few spellcasting gestures. The Barkeep and Shankfang get their daily recommended dosage of Detect Evil.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm a krack schot vith my Flintlock,&quot; Shankfang offers, putting a hand on said pistol.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What might you be called?&quot; :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No evil here!

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">No evil on the bartender, though there are a smattering of weak auras among the patrons. Typical city stuff.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Destroy your inn? The last building we owned...only took some minor fire damage.


 * Thomas Lazarus pays the civilians little mind.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy already told hyu my name, Shenkfang, de Deffrider.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I must have missed the line. :x

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu are forgetful, yah?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No, de Deffrider.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes. Beg your pardon.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Not Deaddrider.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I see!&quot; He doesn't.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Deffrider is a proper noun, not his accent slipping in, Edaric.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It iz an...Orcy tink.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I'm more wondering what 'deff' means to be honest...&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well!&quot; He turns back to the other Guardians and smiles.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, ve kan schpeak more on dis later, yah? Vy are ve not drinkink? Ve are in a tavern! First round iz on me!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not as though there's some commission or something we're competing for. The more folk we have working on this, the more likely it is to get done right and painless. Right?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;I assumed a 'deff' was what he was riding.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;True enough.&quot; :3


 * Thomas Lazarus is double glad he sent Terri back on the boat. =w=;

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Papers, please.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang goes to the bar to order tankard of strong monkish ale for everyone! And offers his papers.


 * Elros presents his papers to the barkeep?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Before I forget, I docked off 2 GP for papers, Lia.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Papers presented.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Um. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Papers + night pass would be 2.2 gp. :V ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( I think. ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope, 2 GP total.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Go ahead. I need to stop by the Mace before it gets too late. I'll try to be back fairly soon.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Ah. ))

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I thought it was 2GP or--yeah.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Silly, silly Tom.&quot;

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Travellers... then you should know why you're being asked. Your papers list your age. It's to ensure that you are a legal adult for your race.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Isn't this the time for the buddy system? :V&quot;?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;With huge invisible monsters eating people left right, front back, diagonal and spiraled?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I took that joke a bit too far, but eh.

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">You are learning, my pupil.

</b>Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's illegal to serve alcohol to anyone under the equivalent age of 20 in human years in Braxton Falls.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">*shot*

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Hm. Surprised that's a problem here. (Or that it isn't elsewhere, if you think about it.)&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Well!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">It's a good thing I have my own.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy see. Hokay. Iz everyone old enough for drinks?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Not over here, it looks like. =3=&quot;


 * Swallowtail shakes her head.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi eyes the barkeep.. &quot;And just how well do you know elven ages then?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hrm. Den...six drinks, barkeeper!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If some giant decides to take a crack at me alone, that's his funeral.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus heads out into the streets and up towards the Mace building.

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;All bartenders are given a sheet with legally defined ages for adulthood among various races. The documented age for elvenkind, exempting half-elves, is 110 years.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And now I go afk to collect supper.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll try to be back quick!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Make dat fiff.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;...Standard elves aren't adults until one hundred and ten years?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dem, dat's old!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Wow, you guys hold that back a whole decade longer than us. :V&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( pssssst ))

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( Meany ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It should be noted that elves are physically mature around 22.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( with their violent lifestyle and what not, most drow have a life expetecancy of about 70 years.. they're incredibly lucky to get wrinkles or some sign of age ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( And? ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">110 is the accepted age of -mental- adulthood maturity.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( That's under Lolth. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Not Orgolloyss. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Drinks, barkeep! Drinks!&quot;

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Coming, coming. That'll be 2 gold pieces.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang fishes out three gold pieces, two for the drinks and one for the tip.

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you very much, sir.&quot; 5 drinks poured!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu are velcome!&quot; Shankfang gives a toothy smile as he gathers up the drinks and passes them out to those that are old enough. Stoopid drinking laws.

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">Not that I'm much to drink, but &quot;Thank you.&quot; I'll at least drink a bit socially.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Should've gone to the Dancing Priest. That's an Olidamarran den. :B *brick'd*

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( so who wasn't old enough? XD ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl and Swallowtail.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Sszeyl and Swallowtail. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ninja'd ))

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">You cannot outninja the ninja. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, vere are hyu hall from?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, I guess we should exchange names if we're going to be working together. Edaric Tonmor. Most recently, Bridgeton, but more permanently, Castleton.&quot; :3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Swallowtail. Amaya.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Nize to meet hyu, Edaric. Hyu remember my name, or are hyu as forgetful as you absent friend?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Sszeyl, Ezzebek. V:&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang, right?&quot; :3

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Aelian Cyadarith, hunter.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&quot;Elros Saelian, from here and there.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Elros Saelian, from here and there. Ranger&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The lute on this guy's back broadcasts his profession pretty well. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, Shenkfang. Pleasure to meet hyu hall!&quot; Shankfang gives his toothy grin to the group as they introduce themselves, as he drinks from his tankard.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So, where're we gonna start looking for invisible giants?&quot; :.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros sips a bit from his own drink.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...why -look- for something that's invisible?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vas hopink vun uf hyu vould hef a betta idea uf vere to schtart. Hy hain't so goot at de huntink business.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Well. What do they want? =3=&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I could ask around where they were last sighted... though yeah, sighted probably isn't the best word.&quot; |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No vun really knows. De only klue ve hef iz pipple disappearink, und dat hain't a very goot klue.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi nods to Edaric. &quot;I was about to suggest you ask around, maybe gets us at least a theater of operations.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Just because they're invisible doesn't mean they don't leave some sort of tracks. If we could find where they were once, perhaps we could track them from there?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider whispers: Lia, anything I may know from being here a few days?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gentlemen, ogre mages are not typically invisible. They are using -magic- to achieve these ends.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What sort of tracks could you find in this rain?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Mm. You never know.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">:B

You whisper to RAM: Mostly what's been told already.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vonder...perheps de schtorm iz also magical? De disappearances schtarted at de same time as de schtorm.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can ogre mages make storms?&quot; Edaric glances to Aelian.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge nature!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 20 + 6 = 26&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge, nature!

Shankfang the Deffrider whispers: Mostly?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's not in their usual known list of powers.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian assists Tathi, discussing it.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi shakes her head. &quot;Not that we know of. They're more arcane than old magic.&quot;

You whisper to RAM: You may have heard some names of victims, and the fact that they're more common at night.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;They could always be using the storms out of convenience.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Or have allies that are doing it for them. Still, Edaric, could you ask around?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy know dey are schtrikink mostly at night, vich iz de kause for de kurfev. Hy also know de names uf a kouple victims.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure thing.&quot; He smiles, taking his lute off his back. &quot;Never hurts to warm up an audience first, though...&quot;

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you have a permit?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... A permit?&quot; :\

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;To play in a tavern.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You need a permit to play in a tavern around here?&quot; &gt;:\

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes sir.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What.&quot; Tathi says, turning to the barkeep. &quot;You dare regulate music in this town!?!?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, kome on, Barkeep. Let him play. It von' hurt hennyone,&quot; Shankfang smiles at the barkeep, and flips him a platinum piece.


 * Thirsty Orc Barkeep looks somewhat sheepish. &quot;It's not my rules, it's the town's! The streets are free, but tavern musicians need a note to make sure they have the bartender's approval.&quot; ^^;;;;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, hyu kertainly look like a bartender. Iz dere a reason hyu hain't givink you approval?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll Diplomacy, Shankfang.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Dear god I love this town. =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Then I am sure our good friend here has the bartender's approval, seeing how he just recieved such a generous tip, right? We wouldn't want to go offending any dangerous elven wizards, now would we?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Do I get a mod for the PP? ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... and perhaps Intimidate, Tathi. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll add the mod after the roll. Go ahead. :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 1 + 0 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Diplomacy!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

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

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;For one, I don't take bribes.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Pft. Intimidate. &#171; &#160;1d20 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;How much does a permit cost to obtain, and what paperwork needs to be done?&quot;

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sense Motive...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You modder vas a hemster, und you fadder schmelt uf elderberries!

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;And for two, the guards have been equipped with means to control spellcasters.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't bother, Sszeyl. I'll play outside. Then do this the old-fashioned way.&quot; &gt;:\

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Den Hy'll be takink my platinum piece back, if hyu don' mind.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">The bartender hands back the PP.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oh, to not be chaotic good..

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Is there a permit to paint portraits? I apologize for my chaotic friends. =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi turns back in a huff. &quot;This town isn't worth saving.&quot;

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

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Portraiture is free. You need a permit to sell them, though, as with any good or service.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">This town, I swear. It'll be good if we don't get run out of it. Or would you need a permit for that?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy really, really do not like dis town.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;What about giving them as gifts?&quot;

Thirsty Orc Barkeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gifts? Perfectly fine.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">God, I love this town. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 14 + 8 + 2 = 24&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sha-ZAM!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a shame. I was hoping Miron would be here when the PCs got to Braxton Falls. x3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It iz vay too...regulated for my taste.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Barkeep gets a self portrait, all broody and polishing a glass.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;They're too busy making pointless laws and self-important rules to actually do anything about these ogres..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Silk ribbon arrow and title on the back. A thankless duty.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ooh, dat iz goot! Hyu are a very goot artist!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">By this time, a very wet bard has reentered and started canvassing the room. &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 2 + 10 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Philistines, all of you. &gt;:\

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Perheps ve schould hef gone to de Dancink Priest instead. Hy bet de Barkeep dere vould let hyu play.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, they're not very helpful. Nothing we haven't heard. Though there is word that the folks at the Dancing Priest would be more... how did she say it... 'open to your kind.'&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And he'd be ratted out on in a heartbeat. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi rolls her eyes. &quot;Let's go to this other tavern then.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">One very wet trek later...

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang parks his bike outside the new tavern and once again holds the door open for his new friends.

Dancing Priest Bartender:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome!&quot;


 * Edaric looks around. &#171; &#160;1d20 = 11&#160;  &#187; Spot...

Edaric:<font color="#000000">His eyes linger on a spot on the doorhandle. &quot;... well that explains it.&quot; He smirks and walks in after wringing out his cloak.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Haloo! Vo iz gunna pick up de drinks dis time?&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari returns. Begins catching up on what he missed.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What did you see, Edaric?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 20&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;Spot. What explains what?

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros shakes himself off, then looks curiously to Edaric as well.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 3 + 13 = 16&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; Spot to see what they're seeing?

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( that roll would have been nice earlier. ))


 * Edaric keeps his voice low. &quot;On the inside of the doorhandle. There's a symbol of the Laughing Rogue and a rose. This is a Talespinner.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">HSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">IT BURNS US.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">IT FREEZES.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Sszeyl, if you're turning emo, I swear. :[

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Talespinner?&quot; Shankfang asks, in an equally low voice.

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;And I'll bet anything it's undercover, so keep it on the down-low.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">No, I'm just lawful.

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">And I'm just a wee bit evil.

</b>Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Shut up, you.

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;... Okay, you've heard of the bardic network, right?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Talespinner Taverns are network hubs.&quot;

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

Dancing Priest Bartender:<font color="#000000">There do seem to be a fair number of people with instruments here.

Dancing Priest Bartender:<font color="#000000">&quot;What can I get you?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi immediately looks to the bartender. &quot;I would hope this place doesn't dare regulate the freedom of music, does it?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, go vork you magic, den! Und vo's buyink dis round?&quot;

Dancing Priest Bartender:<font color="#000000">&quot;You mean the permits? How many do you need? At least one, here's that one.&quot; The bartender is already opening up a book of forms and writing.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She quirks an eyebrow. &quot;You give out the permits for free?&quot;

Dancing Priest Bartender:<font color="#000000">&quot;Technically no, but the extra business makes up for any loss of revenue for giving them out. Besides! Who am I to stop people from having fun at a tavern?&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">...You're doing this as a favor to Edaric. You're doing this as a favor to Edaric.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy like dis place already! Much betta ten de Tirsty Orc!&quot;

Dancing Priest Bartender:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're piddly cheap anyway, a silver. Three people buying an extra drink because they stick around to hear the music makes up for it and more.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">:/


 * Dr. Hatari is caught up!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Done and done, I'll buy this round of drinks.&quot; Tathi says happily.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'm so glad I'm going to outlive you chaotics. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Pardon my absence. We were foodless and I needed to buy the old man his sammiches.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'll have time to make some Lawful friends.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Ahem.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu, Taddi! Much appreciated!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You've got 200 years on me, woman.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 6 + 15 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Gather Information check!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">.. you haven't been born yet???

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Maybe.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Did you just call Tathi old, Sszeyl? &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">Maybe I'm just making an elaborate illusion while I eat your friends one at a time. =w=

</b>Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">He did. And he's got 5 seconds left in his 10 second headstart.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">And &#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 12 + 14 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Perform because I can. Take that lawful scum. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Heh, Taddi. I love this accent. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&gt;:/

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... I don't mean you, Aelian, of course. &gt;.&gt;

Elros:<font color="#006666">May I suggest you make sure you don't need a permit to fight, too? :U

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">How much were the drinks, again?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">4 copper each.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Or not.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Even I am beginning to find this over-bearing hierarchy a bit.. chaffing. What good are laws without purpose?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To keep things quite simple and moving, Thomas merely does a check-in at the Mace headquarters, appraising them of details Miron has no doubt already shared. He makes his travel arrangements and present destination known, and requests any information regarding the local crisis that may be of use in helping out.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">The bartender gets a gold. &quot;Keep the change, for keeping music alive.

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can I help you? ... Another Castleton inquisitor!&quot;

Ghostwish: <font color="#ff">(( gonna go make some dinner, brb ))

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome to Braxton Falls. Here's your armory key. As far as the local crisis, we do suspect ogre mages, but there's more than that working. You've heard of the storm's unusual duration, no doubt.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">....... Did you token Tear and make her the desk cleric? XD

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ogre mages themselves do not have the power to create such drastic changes in weather, and would have a difficult time sneaking under our noses by themselves, I'm sure you know.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes. X3


 * Dr. Hatari gives the DM a nom.

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;We suspect that there is another plot at play. We are currently questioning all higher spellcasters with the potential to create storms that are known in the area, with no results thus far.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods. &quot;..Despite the skepticism of some of my more cynical companions.. yes. I understand that if it were that easy, it would not still be a problem.&quot; =w=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi's nose itches.

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">Sorry, she's only a class 4 spellcaster. We're looking for class 7's.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, hyu saeed hyu hef been travelink vith anodder Mazian, yah? A Tinkerer, yah?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;S&#236;. Small one. Many names.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He's in the madness place right now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods. &quot;We'll be heldover for as long as the storm holds up, so you can count on our help until it's resolved. Were there any other clues known?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider whispers: Madness place?

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;There have been reports centering around butchers' shops, though that is to be expected with ogres.&quot;

You whisper to RAM: You'd have to ask IC.

Ghostwish: <font color="#ff">(( back, but I'll have to jet soon to feed the puppy. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De...madness place?&quot;


 * Edaric returns to the table, looking far happier than before. &quot;That's much better!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider whispers: Okay. I just wondered if Shankfang would have known what it is, since he is from Mazio.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Where he's busy working on some invention to the exclusion of all else.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Question to the DM. Where might the sea elf power-center be, and might there be any outposts in our destination? :&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Understood. We'll investigate discreetly. Nice meeting you.&quot; He salutely casually before turning to head out and regroup with the others.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Including but not limited to, eating, sleeping, and breathing.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;/snark = Invalid expression: /snark.&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pay dirt. There's a butcher's shop on Fallway Street that's fallen victim to to the giants.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;/snark = Invalid expression: /snark.&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat...does not sound healddy.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Darn, haven't gotten it figured out yet. :V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Thomas is likely headed to the wrong place. :B

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Not for him, or for the rest of us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's true. He stops in at Fun Police tavern. Marius and E.A. glare at him from across the way as he walks in.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hy do not belieff you friend knows ve relocated...&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's talk that they might still be in there. The owners don't know, they locked the door, ran, and never looked back.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Crap. I'll go get him.&quot; Tathi says.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi heads over to fetch their silly cleric.


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms into his robe sleeves. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Listen check, Tathi.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...Oh, there you are. Where did everyone head off to?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;A tavern that is actually a tavern.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thomas may roll one, too.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 8 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 9 + 2 = 11&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Carry on. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You hear something?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not really. Just people chatting.&quot; He glances around. &quot;...?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, vat say ve vait for Taddi to get our missink friend, den check dis butcher's schop out?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Neither did I. Let's go back to the real tavern.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Lead the way.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She does!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Listen checks, both of you.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 10 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 13&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A drippy cleric reappears.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 13 + 2 = 15&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( ...What's with the weird mod for Taddi's listen check? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Custom macro. ))

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( hax ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ghost makes crazy ability check macros.


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+4 =&gt; 20 + 4 = 24Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Ghost just being too lazy to adjust. ))

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( it was my first attempt at a smart macro. :&gt; ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He apparently can't be arsed to type the '2' key. :P

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( DAMN STRAIGHT. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Fair enough. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ah, dere hyu are! Kome, let us go check dis schop out!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus lingers near the entrance and wrings himself out again. Splooshdripple. x3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, there they are. How's Miron?&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( but i haven't dabbled in it since then. Railock has macros that call other macros. ))

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It sounds like we uncovered the same lead.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Yes, I have seen these macros. ))


 * Thomas Lazarus lowers his voice.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Butcher's shop..?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, butcher's schop.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fallway Street butcher's shop.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I didn't even see Miron. But he is there, checked in and working like mad with the local contacts.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's probably not leaving with us.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;... do we have anyone that can open locks?&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan break de door down, if it komes to it.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I good at opening locks.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I can.&quot; Tathi says, smirking, not minding the rain dripping down from her hair at all.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it's alright. The Mace is good about getting people where they need to go, and we can communicate over any distance.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Open. Not explode, Tathi.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Are we aiming for stealth, or 'ability to enter place'?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Before all that..&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ability to enter place.&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hain't goot at sottle.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I, for one, don't know much about ogre magi. Except that they're blue, and are ... magi.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is there anything we should know?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 8 + 7 = 15&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge nature!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Go for the squishy bits.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 10 + 6 = 16&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge, nature!

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Though in a place like this it's best not to advertise that you have lockpicking skills.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian assists Tathi again.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They regenerate.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Here, Sszeyl.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, they regenerate, for one thing. So you've got to keep hurting them or they recovery quite quickly.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus steps over and intones a few prayers upon the Drow punchamancer. Magic Vestment upon his robe, and Shield Other. Sszeyl gets +2 AC, +1 to all saves, and half damage for 7 hours.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, yay.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll take point.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;If we coordinate, that shouldn't be too much of an issue.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;But, be sure to attack the same thing at the same time.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Vere you veapons Peacebonded like mine?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus starts.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I completely forgot about that.&quot; =3=;

Elros:<font color="#006666">I...were they? I assumed someone else would do that. =3=;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, but we can take care of that when we get to the doors.&quot; Otherwise, it's a move action to draw your weapon no matter what your attack bonus is.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">What about if you have the Quickdraw feat?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Still move action. You've got to undo the straps holding it in its holster or sheath.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Wait. There are murders and rampant disappearances and they went and disarmed the populace??

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ah, gotcha. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">One sodden trek later...

Thomas Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">Did

</i><font color="#FF0000"> the guard take the trouble of peacebonding all our weapons? o_o;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang parks his bike outside the Butcher's Shop. He's not leaving that thing behind!

Guard:<font color="#000000">Of course I did. It's the law. &gt;|

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Just goes to show that overbearing, useless laws don't protect people. It just makes them more predictable. And easier to kill.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Agreed, Taddi.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus fumes at the realization. &quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;This is why not truly lawful society has ever survived the test of time like elven socieities have. The mountain crumbles to ash, where as the river only runs deeper and stronger.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This won't work.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Heh, I love how her name comes out. Taddi.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Freaking bike.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hey, get off my bike!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Broke the fog.

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Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm going to let that slide, Tathi.&quot;

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Hm? What won't work, Thomas?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The HQ isn't far from here. This is completely preposterous. As acting agents of the law, we cannot presume to do anything about this or defend ourselves in the event of our success while disarmed. I'm going to request that our weapons be cleared for use.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm getting this sorted out so we can actually do something about the problem.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Shame none of you took a level in monk.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh hush, you!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I don't care for your opinions, however wrong they may be, while I recite old elven proverbs, Sszeyl.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey now, let's save the heat for the ogres.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">'Want someone to go with you, Tom?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Of course; everyone with a weapon that's peacebonded. What if there are ogre magi squatting in there?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vill go! Hy em kurious about dis Leaden Mace society!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We can't storm an enemy while half disabled!&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">One more sodden trek later...

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome -- back... Saint's Cudgel is the whole arm of the Mace in Castleton descending on us?!&quot; O_o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I feel like I'm swimming in my breastplate. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">THIS. IS. BUREAUCRACY TOWN.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No ma'am. This is an adventuring company -- and guest -- brother Miron and I work with.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But we are here about business.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..It's this peace-bonding on our weapons. Do you have the authority to remove it? We can't possibly be expected to do our jobs while helpless.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I can vouch for my companions and take responsibility for their actions, if that's the concern.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus turns his head back and gives Tathi a look.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Don't even.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi's eyebrows raise a little, and she smirks at Thomas. &quot;For everything we do, Thomas?&quot; She says, grinning.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not helping right now, Taddi.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu so silly, Taddi.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll submit it to Commander Coisurn. One moment.&quot; And the halfling treks toward the back of the building.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That was fun.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Just let the man talk.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hey, hyu are learnink my accent!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oh really now. &quot;Aelian, we're going to make so much noise tonight..&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Heh heh, Taddi. Wait, what?


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and frowns. &quot; I can't believe this place.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Does she mean vat Hy tink she means?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus remains mute. XD

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">She returns with papers. &quot;Sign here, and here please. That will do. I'll just make copies of these...&quot; Once the forms are signed, she waves a hand, and a stack of blank papers starts to scribe itself into identical forms.

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here you are. Keep these forms on you; show them to any guard who questions your unbonded weapons. They will show that you have Leaden Mace authorization to go out without peacebonding.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hy vill take you silence as a yah.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Yes, she means exactly what you think it means.&quot;.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you, sister.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Question, are we allowed to smack the guard with the forms?&quot; Tathi says in a sarcastic tone..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu, mizz!&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;No ma'am, I would advise against it.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus graviously accepts the forms, albiet with a strained expression. &gt;:I

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

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;May the Saint strike enemies from your path.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Graviously? D: *eat'd*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Be right back, sacred canine duty. You may recommence your sodden trek. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus steps out and sighs wearily once back in the rain.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'm wet in places I didn't even know existed.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Now that that's over with.....&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">How is it that I've felt like some kind of grizzled ex-cop on the loose in this town. I'm freaking Thomas.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This place sucks. &gt;:O

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Q; what's the command for smaller text? ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Small. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ever fight a giant monster before?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666"> test

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Eey, it works.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000"> &quot;De tinks Hy do for luv...&quot; &quot;Hy hef fought tinks bigger ten myself, yeah.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He just offers one grim nod and lets the topic drop, at that.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hef hyu, my friend?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">A ninja proceeds to take out lockpicks.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Lots.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I wouldn't be an Inquisitor if I hadn't.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He even grows to giant size to stab them. =3=&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hee, dat sounds like fun.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 19 + 4 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen, &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 13 + 7 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Open Lock

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Thank you for the reminder.&quot; He pauses for a moment and closes his eyes.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three big ones. Crunching. Laughing.&quot; The padlock falls to the ground.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He doesn't cast Enlarge Person, misleading as the statement might have been. He's filling an open spellslot with combat magic.

City Guard:<b><font color="#000000">STOP!

</b><font color="#000000"> You violated the law! Pay the court a fine or serve your -- *sploosh'd offscreen*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Get ready then. I'm not in the mood to play Gnoggleb--

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


 * Dr. Hatari noms the DM again.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Who you callin' criminal scum!?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Get ready then. I'm not in the mood to play Gnogglebolt and talk to them about surrendering.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">If the shoe fits.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Gnoggle...Gnogglebolt?!&quot; Shankfang's eyes go wide in alarm and surprise.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's arrange and get ready, then --&quot; He stops and looks curiously at Shankfang.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Less plot development, more combat. =3=&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">His face plaes slightly, funny to see on a person with green skin.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A gnome we know. Later. We need to hurry before they notice us.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi puts her spellbook away, but she glances at Shankfang. &quot;You know the master of explosions himself?&quot;\

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Tom, get you whit ass up here.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">white*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'M CHARGIN' BACK OFF.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Okay charge ready.


 * Thomas Lazarus readies a spell.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Erm, yah. Let's go! Ahe, noddink to talk about here!&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 9 + 0 = 9&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Bluff!


 * Thomas Lazarus mutters aside to Sszeyl.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi readies an action to fire off from her wand at the first target she sees.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Kick the door open and we'll move together. I'll cast as we go.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 3 + 6 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sensing...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; sense motive..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He readies Aid, Mass.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">GM? Relative action to kick the door? :&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I think Strength, but eh.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 5 + 8 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sensing...

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Sense motive check!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">I BELIEVE EVERYTHING.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well Swallowtail unlocked it.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; Sense motive?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang draws his pistol, and ensures it's loaded. Wow, I can't believe I beat everyone's...damn. Swallowtail caught it.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... the streets are free at least.&quot; Edaric unslings his lute.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We could, I think, just open it. I was saying kick for flavor. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hmm...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And with a 0 mod, too. Thank god I didn't make Cha my dump stat this time.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Move silently check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Le smooth silent opening? =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Whatever floats your boat, I'm casting when the door opens. :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You may pre-roll initiative while the DM types up flavor.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 13 + 2 = 15&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Dex check!

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Oh god, I can't stop laughing now. Such a pathetic bluff, but everyone's Sense Motive was even more pathetic. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Init &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Is it time for fightink now? &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Initiative!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's really kind of perfect.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Init &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">When the door opens, the first thing you notice is a blast of cold air. Seems the building has some kind of magical cooling system.

Elros:<font color="#006666">...

Elros:<font color="#006666">Crit init :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">ELROS IS SUPER QUICK!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 10 + floor((19 - 10) / 2) = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The second thing you notice is that meat is hanging from the ceiling all over. Cows, pigs, even a few sheep are hanging ready for the butchering. Some have clearly been ripped off their hooks, though.

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">... the next thing, or perhaps first thing you notice, is ogres.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat's a big Ogre.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...they do not look friendly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">As soon as cover is blown, Thomas lets his blessing complete, wreathing the party in holy Aid. &#171; &#160;1d8+7 = 8 + 7 = 15&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Temporary HP for all, +1 morale bonus on attack, and +1 to saves versus fear.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I know you all love how I fuck up your statblocks three times a session.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy like dis kleric, he iz helpful.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Doctor is credit to team!@

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-1 = 5 - 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20-1 = 8 - 1 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Edaric, stop staring at the wicked piercings on that guy.

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, Tathi?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Taking your readied action?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">May Tathi fire away with her wand no- I guess so. :&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">PEW PEW! Here comes some magic missiles at Ogre 2! &#171; &#160;2d4+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A note on meated squares. It takes an extra square of movement to go through them, but the meat grants you cover if you're in its square or it's between you and an enemy.

Ogre 2:<font color="#000000">The ogre stares dumbly at the wound in its abdomen before roaring with rage!

Elros has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Shank, get in the meat!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Heh, meat.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This entire session is a goldmine of innuendos.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Quite. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It kind of is, isn't it. :B

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros moves up into the room, drawing his swords on the way. But...knowing he can't get far enough yet, he doesn't want to provoke an attack without being able to return one. End turn.

Aelian has received initiative.Elros:<font color="#006666">Ah, how bothersome it is being a melee fighter sometimes. &gt;.&gt;


 * RAM is so happy he finally gets to play in Akellon. It's so much fun! He can see why no one ever leaves!


 * Thomas Lazarus speaks up in a flat tone of voice, projecting to all the ogres; &quot;I don't suppose we're making a tragic mistake and you three actually own and operate this establishment lawfully, do you?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow, and lets fly at * &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 10 + 11 = 21&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage! (bless bonus!)

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">You get foul-smelling roars in response.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( ack.. was too busy with bonuses. poor asterik. I meant ogre 2. XD ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's due process enough for me.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vill take dat as a no.&quot;

Ogre 2:<font color="#000000">Thok.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Luethil would be proud.

Ogre 2:<font color="#000000">Ow.

Sszeyl has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hmm. Can't get close without provoking attack of oppertunity due to their reach.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Dem. &gt;:O

Elros:<font color="#006666">I feel your pain.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Silly melee fighters. Get a gun!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But they're not invented yet. D:

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">The ogre takes a swing at you with a massive frozen piece of cow. &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 12 + 8 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d8+7 = 7 + 7 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Well that happened.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">So close. *clocked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">What do you think I'm using?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Oh, what's the temp HP bonus?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">15 HP.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( 15 ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">15.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( crap. Are ogres magic critters? As in magic beasts? ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( NINJA'D! ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope. Giants.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I believe their type is --

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 11 + 7 = 18&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Magical Drow attack powers activate!


 * Dr. Hatari missed it by like 15 seconds. =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">19 plus morale boost.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Or rather with it. ))

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">... wow. You just punched an ogre. Nice! Roll damage!

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">&quot;Mountain Hammer! &gt;:O&quot;

</b>Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d6+4+2d6 = 6 + 4 + 6 = 16&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Damage. Magical.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Scarlet Brotherhood Warblade:<font color="#0000FF">Okay, THAT DOES IT. Meet my lawyer!!!

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Clint:<font color="#0000FF">Hi!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">okay I'm done. XP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I HATE LAW TOWN.

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">The punch from the comparatively TEENY drow sends the ogre spinning. It blinks dumbly down at you.

Tathi has received initiative.Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;... growwwwrrrrrrrrr?!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi shoots off a series of dazzling bolts, each one zipping through the air shaped and flying like autumn leaves, headed right for Ogre 2! &#171; &#160;1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1 = 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 10&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Almost perfect 1's. o_o;

Ogre 2:<font color="#000000">Every single one of them strikes true, slicing open large lacerations in the orge.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">all done

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ooh! Are those custom-shaped magic missiles? ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">yup. :&gt;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Swallowtail, hurry. =3=

Meany:<font color="#660000">I used up this one's AoO.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Use your sneak attack damage.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I'm coming I'm coming!

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Nice. One of Kaze's friends specialized in magic missiles, and they were shaped like doves that calways floated around her. ))

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It hasn't acted yet in the first round.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">That's unfortunately all my movement for the round.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's still flat footed and subject to sudden strike.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">No matter.

Ogre 2:<font color="#000000">The beast blunders forward through the meat.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat's right, get kloser hyu big, dumb beast...&quot;

Ogre 2:<font color="#000000">It swats at Aelian with a frozen pig! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 19 + 8 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d8+7 = 7 + 7 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">KOSHER'D

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;AUGH what the-&quot; And I believe that goes and takes all the temporary HP, doesn't it?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All but one.

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


 * Dr. Hatari gives up. x3

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


 * Faerie debates making pasta for himself.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Lia is a Magik Ninja! ))


 * Thomas Lazarus streaks inside and skids to a halt along the frosty floors.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll delay to 5.

Shankfang the Deffrider has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He squints seriously and seems focused on the largest Ogre's next move. &quot;...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang walks calmly into the shop, pistol drawn as he takes aim at Ogre 2.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes aim and lets one fly! &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 4 + 12 = 16&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;3d6+1 = 12 + 1 = 13&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; damage!

Ogre 2:<font color="#000000">CRACK!!!


 * Thomas Lazarus glances back briefly. Oh right. Another gun user.

Ogre 2:<font color="#000000">The ogre goes down with a bang and a floor-shaking BOOM.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und dat's vy guns rock.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang cooly reloads. End turn.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;If you are able to understand what I am saying, say growwwr.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Growwwr?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Not you.&quot;

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

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">The big ogre grabs its club and roars at the Guardians and company... good grief. It seems even larger and more threatening than before as it begins to froth at the mouth and charges forward!

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's summer vacation all over again.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Gonna be cooking myself some food. Not very afk, but letting you know.

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 7 + 18 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d8+16 = 12 + 16 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; greatclub swing at Tom!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He does not look heppy.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Oh great.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">It's got barbarian class levels.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A mighty blow! Thomas is very nearly bowled over from the crushing impact. &quot;Kshh!!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu hokay dere, buddy?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus spits a bit of blood forward distastefully. &quot;...&quot; He backs up a pace and invokes the spell he was waiting on; Divine Power. Tom's form goes alight with whispy blue flames.


 * Thomas Lazarus snaps his fingers for good measure. Close Wounds. &#171; &#160;1d4+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160;  &#187;

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">... hey, what're you doing there? -- You're on fire that looks like it would hurt to hit.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've.. had worse. I'll be okay. Keep it up.&quot;

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">So have a frozen cow coming at you, Sszeyl! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 12 + 8 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d8+7 = 13 + 7 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To his credit, when the holy is done flying, he actually does look okay.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He flinches as Sszeyl is hit though. :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl is not hit.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'm not?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Your Shield Other saved him. :3 +1 AC.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">My AC is 20. =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">With the Ac boost.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Unless Meany already accounted for that in his statblock. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I thought his base AC was 18.. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, yeah, you're hit.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Which I thought was +2. :o ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The other +1 from Magic Vestment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">20 is correct.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Ah.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Oh what a wonderful morning~ @.@

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Oh what a wonderful day~

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dem, it's nize hevink a Kleric on de teem.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Edaric moves in, holding his lute... but seems to reconsider, fishing in his spell component pouch. &gt;:d

Edaric:<font color="#000000">He takes out... a feather and some confectionaries from the ship?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">If only you could use spells of second leve.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">level*

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Will save...

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">Oh wait that should be a 13.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Doesn't matter, the DC was 15! &gt;:D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Damn, big ogre has a strong will.

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">The ogre suddenly stops as Edaric goes through the motions of the spell... and starts... laughing.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

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

</i>Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">It keeps laughing, louder and louder, until it falls to the ground in gales of mirth!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It won't stay like that forever, get it now!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Deed Hy miss de joke? Hy hete ven dat heppens.&quot;

Elros has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Hah. Thanks, Ed.&quot;


 * Edaric looks back and smirks, tossing the feather, and it vanishes. &quot;No problem.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; That -really- hurt.&quot; @_@

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros moves over to the first ogre, presumably provoking an attack...

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 10 + 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d8+7 = 7 + 7 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; cow swing!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Seriously, vat vas de joke?&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ask Tathi. I'll explain later.&quot; |3 Like a boss.

Elros:<font color="#006666">...before launching one himself. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 11 + 9 = 20&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#006666">And just beating the AC, Elros takes no damage.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Did you account for +1 to attack from Tombuff?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yay Tombuff!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... actually, Elros should take damage.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">17 AC, right?

Elros:<font color="#006666">No, 19

Elros:<font color="#006666">According to my numbers. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Please keep your tokens up to date, people. ^^;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Did everyone get that AC boost? I thought it was just Sszeyl. ))

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:B

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">Your sword strikes true! The ogre doesn't look like it has much fire in it now.

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Sorry, I had my sheet updated, btu had forgotten to keep my token up, too.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The two spells he cast before we left for the butcher shop were just Sszeyl, indeed.

Aelian has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ah, okay. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">It's because of my rampant lack of fear.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Single target and long duration. Good to cast before the shit hits the fan.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'm a freak of nature!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">I knew we were forgetting someone!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Is a Teeny Rin!


 * Shankfang the Deffrider glomps and huggles. So cuuuute!

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian quickly fires off a pair of arrows in the span of a heartbeat, and at point blank range to boot! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 19 + 11 = 30&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+11 = 9 + 11 = 20&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 7 + 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; at Ogre 1! (holy aid)

Ogre 1:<font color="#000000">That's plenty enough to take down the beast.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Tavia's ready to attack anyone who comes close. &gt;:O)

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Done!

Sszeyl has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Got any AoOs in you, monster? =3=

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">Hahahahaha -- can't -- haha -- laughing -- !!!

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">Good. *.*

</b>Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat must hef been a goot joke...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7+mod = 17 + 7 + 1 = 25&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Drow strike! &#171; &#160;1d8+4 = 7 + 4 = 11&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Magical damage.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Seems my sheet was off on damage dice. &gt;:V

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">*updates*

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">The blow hits easily, though it does nothing to stop the laughter or the frothing of the mouth. Ew.

Tathi has received initiative.Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well. This is going quite smoothly..&quot; Tathi comments.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi makes a series of quick movements with her hands, and then points her open palm towards Big Ogre, at which a dark green orb of acid rockets towards! &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;4d8 = 22&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; acid damage! (holy aid accounted for)

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

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">Is that a ranged attack or ranged touch?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Ranged touch, sorry!

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">The glob of acid lands smack on the ogre's back and sizzles loudly.

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">It's hard to tell if that scream was rage, laughter, pain, or a mix of all three.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Ninja attack! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 15 + 8 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+1+2d6 = 6 + 1 + 6 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; The pink-haired woman unfolds a fan and slashes with it!


 * Thomas Lazarus narrows his eyes and falls quiet a moment.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">That's no ordinary fan. It drew a fair amount of blood.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't shoot to kill.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Avw...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We can subdue this one and take it to the authorities for questioning. If it can even be questioned by anyone.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks back. &quot;Sorry. But this will have been pointless if we just kill them and learn nothing.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good call.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;... I hadn't considered how disturbing that spell could be.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( How do I even fire non-lethally? ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well. Normally you simply take a -4 attack penalty and the damage becomes non-lethal.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-4 on your attack roll -- I see Hatari typing, sorry Hatari.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Presumably you shoot for an appendage.


 * Dr. Hatari snrks. XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, fine.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang walks further into the room.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes aim and lets one fly! &#171; &#160;1d20+11-4 = 20 + 11 - 4 = 27&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;3d6+1 = 10 + 1 = 11&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; non-lethal damage!

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Please don't confirm and kill it with nonlethal damage XDXD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11-4 = 3 + 11 - 4 = 10&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Crit!

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">Not a confirm, but I'm sure it'll miss that kneecap.

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

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

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">The giant keeps flailing around as it laughs, but can't seem to pull itself together enough to attack.

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...How kan ve even subdue an Ogre? It regenerates, does it not?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see. Figuring PA modifiers.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Knowledge (nature).

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( We already determined that it regens, remember Lia? ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ogre -mages- do.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This doesn't look like a mage. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's not blue, for one.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ah, good point! ))


 * Thomas Lazarus turns his blade and proceeds to wind back to give the Ogre berserker's head a solid crack with the flat of the blade. &#171; &#160;1d20+7+7+1+1+1+4-4 = 11 + 7 + 7 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 4 - 4 = 28&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160;  &#187; nonlethal.

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">A solid crack indeed, but it's STILL flailing!


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns and looks faintly disturbed.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( HOLY SHIT that's a MASSIVE bonus. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... This is not one of my proudest apprehensions ...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It was +23 before I went for non-lethal.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas is indeed a superhumanly strong person. Only slightly less than his sister.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5+2-4 = 15 + 5 + 2 - 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; nonlethal rapier clock with the pommel.

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">How tough -is- this beast?!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">As the ogre laughs, thrashes, and gets unceremoniously clubbed by half the party.

Elros has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">o.o;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">We're a travelling improve group.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">For this scene, you're a baby seal.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And we're a bunch of drunken sailors.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And go.


 * Liatai bricks Meany.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Amusing how far the mighty have fallen. During round 1 this guy was an ass-kicker. =w=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bard'd.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Alright, now time for a real attack. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 4 + 9 = 13&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;, &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 11 + 8 = 19&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 1 + 4 = 5&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; and finally &#171;  &#160;1d20+1d20+3 = 12 + 10 + 3 = 25&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Ranger flail, yo.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... against the dead ogre?

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

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">Sorry, one of those had 2d20 in it. Should be &#171; &#160;1d02+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#006666">...

Faerie:<font color="#006666">-.-

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Against the dead ogre. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... pick a live target maybe? =3=

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Sorry, I'm making food. Honest.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Can I stand on a meat'd square?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, you may.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The diagonal square is legal.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Yep, provides cover. ))

Elros:<font color="#006666">Alright, for real this time, cough. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 8 + 9 = 17&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">A good hit... but good lord. It's still flailing.

Aelian has received initiative.Elros:<font color="#006666">:[ at it flailing

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian quickly fires off a pair of arrows in the span of a heartbeat, and at point blank range to boot! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 20 + 11 = 31&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+11 = 6 + 11 = 17&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; at the big ogre!! (holy aid)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Crit.


 * You roll to yourself: 95-42 =&gt; 95 - 42 = 53Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Tavia stays on guard!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 17 + 11 = 28&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; crit confirm!

Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">Even that expertly aimed arrow didn't cut it.

Sszeyl has received initiative.* You roll to yourself: 95-42-12 =&gt; 95 - 42 - 12 = 41Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7+mod = 14 + 7 + 3 = 24&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Drow strike! &#171; &#160;1d8+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Magical damage.


 * Thomas Lazarus jolts back an inch as an arrow strikes the thing in its head. He looks about ready to protest, but is just left aghast at the Ogre's continued laughter.


 * You roll to yourself: 95-54 =&gt; 95 - 54 = 41Big Ogre:<font color="#000000">Finally! The ogre's laughter dies down into wheezes as it falls unconscious.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I love not having to take penalties for nonlethal. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; This creature is creepy.</small.>


 * You roll to yourself: 41+12 =&gt; 41 + 12 = 53* Thomas Lazarus releases a long breath.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;It has bits of bone rammed through it's skin, and that surprises you?&quot;


 * You roll to yourself: 79-53 =&gt; 79 - 53 = 26Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ugh, finally! Dem, dat tink vas tough.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus raises an open hand in the air. &quot;Hey. Bone piercings are cliche. They wouldn't actually creep anyone out.&quot;


 * Edaric shudders a little. &quot;Sorry, didn't think that through... brr. Creepy spell in combat.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Laughing while we beat it down with enough force to destroy a bank vault door cuts it.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Typical of ogres. Quite tough, but not all that smart.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Is everyone okay?


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs again and looks around.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... The laughing was my fault.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;; &quot;Tasha's Hideous Laughter.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Tom's bleeding from the face. =3=&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian quickly moves about, retrieving what arrows he can and frisking the bodies for any valuables.


 * Thomas Lazarus wipes the corner of his mouth with the back of a gauntlet.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat reminds me, vat vas de joke, und vat vas so funny about it?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It wasn't a joke. It was a spell. ... Ask Tathi.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Get a length of chain and we'll haul this outside for the authorities. Hopefully this will yield a lead on the magical ogres the Mace can make use of.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, dat makes more sense.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus grumbles. &quot;I'd rather go to them first, too. The town guard will probably just try to arrest us.&quot; -.0

GM:<font color="#000000">While I type up loot and EXP, anyone got noms?

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Thomas for &quot;Don't kill it! We can question it...maybe.&quot;


 * You roll to yourself: 31500/9 =&gt; 31500 / 9 = 3500Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Sszeyl for &quot;A police state! I feel like home!!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Tom for being a grizzled ex-cop with a taste for breaking the rules.


 * You roll to yourself: 3150/9 =&gt; 3150 / 9 = 350Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Shankfang for being jagersized. I bet you have another, pink-haired gnome buddy, doncha?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Tathi for ideological differences.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I was gonna nom Ram for the Gnogglebolt bluff. Also for various combat banter I found priceless but forgot to write down damn. It sounds so hollow without examples. :|

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Thomas for Mace activities!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Edaric for Bard'edness.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Edaric for twisted laughter. XP

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Swallowtail for propoganda.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Kor for &quot;Quack!&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone gets 350 XP for the battle.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Seconding swallowtail's

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh yeah. Seconded. Grudgingly. For being Looney Toonsy. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Elros for carving up a corpse.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Swallowtail for being the -only- one to see through my bluff.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">AHEM. I THINK TATHI IS OWED ONE, MR. HATARI.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">=3=

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I now have...a pot with pasta and Prego and onion and hotdogs in it.


 * Dr. Hatari draws blank. *drool* D\

Faerie:<font color="#006666">This looks like food to me. :U


 * Ghostwish goes FUS RO DAH and sends Hatari off a cliff.. followed by 10,000 rolls of cheese.

RAM:<font color="#990000">It'll be hilarious of Swallowtail confronts Shankfang on his blatantly obvious lie that no one caught on to.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for parenting advice? :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">Haha.

RAM:<font color="#990000">*if

Meany:<font color="#660000">As if she hasn't hit menopause already. =3=

Meany:<font color="#660000">*shot so many times*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">GEE WHAT A NICE SCROLL YOU HAVE. XP

RAM:<font color="#990000">We're not done for the night, are we? I'm having so much fun!

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Do people have another encounter in them tonight?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for Arcane ATM. =3=


 * Dr. Hatari is fireball'd.

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Maybe.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">seconded. Let's rock this shit. :&gt;


 * RAM has downed almost an entire 2 liters of Dew!

Meany:<font color="#660000">Need to get tea and food. :O

Meany:<font color="#660000">So I request five minute break.

Meany:<font color="#660000">RAM- that's nothing.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks back to Shank.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm good with that. Gives me a chance to shotgun the rest of this dew.

Meany:<font color="#660000">In my heyday I could down three. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How much weight can that Deffrider of yours move?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Think we can hitch this thing and get him to the Mace HQ?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus lays a hand on his chest and creates a soft blue pulse of light. &#171; &#160;2d8+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160;  &#187; Healed

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu mean my Deffbike? It kan karry six hundred pounds.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hm. Not enough by itself. Guess we get the slow rabble-rousing way.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Liatai? My sea-elf question from earlier? Also, which book are elven hounds in again? XD

Meany:<font color="#660000">Races of the wild.

Meany:<font color="#660000">:P\

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OH, there it is. &quot;Friends of the wild&quot;. thanks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kould probably drag it...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Hoo boy, there goes another liter of Dew. I am gonna be so wired. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Off to pee! Back in a few! ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Friends, as much as I appreciate evidence, I might suggest we press the advantage. We have the advantage of surprise right now.

GM:<font color="#000000">On the ogres, you find a surprising amount of treasure. 200 gp, 9000 sp, a piece of jet (140), a brown-green garnet (100), 3 doses of antitoxin (150 total), a masterwork Medium longsword, +1 hide armor (1165), +1 greatclub (2305), +1 ring of protection (2000), and a quartz crystal on a leather cord around the big ogre's neck.


 * Thomas Lazarus raises a brow at Tathi.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Press it where? This was our only lead.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;What do you propose, exactly?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What? There's no doors anywhere?&quot; She says, and peeks past the carnage. &quot;.. so there isn't.. But.. none of these were mages!&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Sea elves. You'll have to find out when you get there. None of you are coast-native.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Precisely why I want the biggest one taken alive and questioned by professional inquisitors.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Whoo. Now let me scroll up and grab noms. ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dese guys hef a lot uf loot for Ogres...&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hrmm.&quot; Aelian searches the room, inch by inch, quickly but effectively, like only an elven ranger can. Secret doors anywhere? :&gt;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 13 + 13 = 26&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; search check to make sure there's no other doors or exits to the room.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I shall slow down a shake and grab noms of the food variety real quick. :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang pokes at the big ogre a few times with his foot.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So something amazing just happened

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Man, dat tink vas tuff...&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">No hidden exits or entrances.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Oh? ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I walk into kitchen, set Diet Dr. Pepper on counter, walk over to microwave, open, collect hamburger, walk past counter, grab ???can???, walk back. Sit here.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's a jar of peanut butter and not my pop. :I

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( PFFT! ))


 * Dr. Hatari rolled 1 on spot.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( I think I just failed a spot check... ))

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 200 - Investigative Due Process. Sszeyl - 200 - You heathen chaos types. =3= Shankfang - 200 - Combat banter! 200 - Nope, I do not know this Gnogglebolt, nope. &gt;.&gt;;;;; Swallowtail - 200 - THE TANES ARE EVIL. Edaric - 200 - Twisted Laughter. Tathi - 200 - Patron of the arts. Including the art of driving your familiar nuts.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Oh yeah, the caffien is starting to kick in. ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... so now the question is... who's got chain?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas is 45 xp away from level 8. :O

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( I got two noms! Yay! ))

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy don'...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;.......&quot; He rubs the bridge of his nose.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Remind me to buy chain when we're traveling back through Bridgeton.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Just rope between the two of us.. won't be enough to haul one of these beasts.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Chain in ceiling?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Plan B. Rope over limbs and sit next to it in case it starts waking up. We only need to get it to a jail or the HQ.&quot;


 * Edaric shakes his head. &quot;I'm sure it's alarmed in this place.&quot; =3=;;;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, before Hy forget...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks up.

GM:<font color="#000000">The hooks that the meat is hanging from are hooked into chain.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang walks out to his bike and grabs two more shots worth of ammunition and gunpowder.

Meany:<font color="#660000">:V

Meany:<font color="#660000">Back wiff food and tea.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He carries them back into the shop, reaches his hand towards his pistol...and his hand disappears into nothingness!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Why does everything have to be so annoying in Braxton. &gt;|(

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">A few seconds later, and he pulls his hand back out, devoid of the ammo and powder.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... or someone could go buy some chain.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dere ve go.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi blinks at this strange display. &quot;What odd trick was that, Shankfang?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus kneels near the ogre with a sigh. Heal check diagnosis. &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 11 + 7 = 18&#160;  &#187; &quot;Could you?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, it's my gun. Hy hed it enchanted. It kontains an ekstra-dimensional schpace dat holds up to vun hundred schots uf ammo und powder, und automatically reloads my gun every time it fires. It iz very konvenient.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Care for a Wisdom check, Thomas?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;We'd probably need a permit to purchase goods after dark. :V&quot;

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

</i><i><font color="#0000ff">Faerie is disconnected.

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The sooner we get this guy's arms bound, the sooner we can start hauling him down the street, and the less time until we have those silly bureaucrat guards in our hair.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; ?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The ogre is well and truly out cold. -7 nonlethal damage.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, your mind drifts back to a key in your pocket... as an inquisitor, can't you requisition things like chain? ;3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi smirks. &quot;May I take care of any of these silly bureaucrat guards that get in our way?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;No.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus gives her a look. :|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... I'll be back. Again.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy like de vay hyu tink, Taddi.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan driff hyu dere on my bike...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They'll have chain and manacles at the Mace. I'll bring a few inquisitors back with us so we have some more authority and fewer questions. Please don't sabotage us.&quot; =w=;


 * Thomas Lazarus gives the bike an uncertain look. &gt;.&gt;;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I was kidding.&quot; Tathi says playfully, smirking. &quot;Still, no promises if one decides I need to be searched.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz perfectly safe, promise!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus pauses.


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles, with a faint trace of unease.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Sorry. I actually thought you weren't.&quot; ^^;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy made it myself, vith zum help. Iz very reliable. Almost never malfunctions!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Why so serious?&quot;

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

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

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We don't go there at 80mph do we D;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">After a minute to start up, Shankfang takes off down the street at top speed, giving Thomas the ride of his life!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">0:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF D8

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Use Tech Device check, Shankfang!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*DEATHCLING*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The road's a tad slippery with all this rain.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11-6 = 17 + 11 - 6 = 22&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Use Tech Device!

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">We're fine.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">NATURAL 1, NATUR- ah

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You navigate the slick streets with ease!


 * Shankfang the Deffrider shoots 'Taddi.'


 * Thomas Lazarus clings a few seconds longer than necessary when they arrive. Shiver. =w=;

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

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">Once you get inside, it's no time at all to get you some chain and manacles, and a few inquisitors, even by Braxton Falls standards.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy luv gun fast! Vasn' dat fun, Tomas?&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus recomposes himself half-ways before presenting himself to the front desk. He is still a little bloodied and battle-worn again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ah, very good.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang, on the other hand, is prestine.

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;... are you all right, Inquisitor Lazarus? You look pale, and -- is that blood?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000"> &quot;Ah, she alvays deed luv ridink vith me...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Your hunch was spot on. We subdued an alpha ogre and could use some help transporting it safely for questioning. Not to mention facilities that can hold the infernal thing.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">Yet another sodden trek later... no, just kidding. Seems the receptionist is an arcane caster. Enjoy a Tenser's Floating Umbrella.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Durn. Afk 1 shake. Continue please.

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

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

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

</i>Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">... or don't! Fine then! &gt;:I


 * Liatai is brick'd.

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Last you saw?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Shankfang the Deffrider: &quot;It iz too heavy to karry on my bike, but Hy kan drag it if hyu don' mind zum roadburn...&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Why did I disconnect?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Shankfang the Deffrider: &quot;Ah, she alvays deed luv ridink vith me...&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Your hunch was spot on. We subdued an alpha ogre and could use some help transporting it safely for questioning. Not to mention facilities that can hold the infernal thing.&quot; Halfling Witch Hunter: Yet another sodden trek later... no, just kidding. Seems the receptionist is an arcane caster. Enjoy a Tenser's Floating Umbrella. Dr. Hatari: Durn. Afk 1 shake. Continue please. Dr. Hatari: Phone. RAM is disconnected. RAM is disconnected. Halfling Witch Hunter: ... or don't! Fine then! &gt;:I * Liatai is brick'd. RAM has connected.

RAM:<font color="#990000">It said the server disconnected entirely.

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( You didn't offer enough cookies to the liadragon and she kicked you. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No I didn't. D:

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( OW OW OW I was kidding!! ))

Meany:<font color="#660000">It's just a maptool bug.

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=


 * RAM offers Lia cookies. Please don't kick me again! /puppyeyes

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hello?

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( you're here. can ya hear me? ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh, good. Was worried I dropped again.

RAM:<font color="#990000">No one was saying anything.

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

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">The Mace operatives arrive with you back at the butcher shop.

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where is the creature?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, Tom, hyu liked de ride, yah?&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It was fast.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I noticed.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy know, right! Hy luv gun fast!&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Omigosh! Omigosh! It's like a gnome but even smaller!!

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;... how curious! This crystal around its neck.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">And here comes the big puppy, panting happily... right before she runs head long into the witch hunter, licking her face a lot.

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;It manifests divinatory magic, and --&quot;

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

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Back! BACK, you canines!&quot; &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Must... not...

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hello. :3&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Heh, you puppy iz silly!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Find the witch hunter's plight completely... adorable.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Aren't you two dogs supposed to be on leashes? :[

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Play!? Play!? :)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Amadre get back here! Heel!&quot;

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

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">:(


 * Leaden Mace Archivist clears his throat with a chuckle. =3= &quot;... As I was saying...&quot;

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

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come, peer at it through this glass.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dey are so kute! Kan Hy pet dem? Please, Taddi?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Absolutely. It might be a while before they listen to you, though. Elven hounds and all.&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Under normal conditions, it looks and even feels like solid stone. However, upon inspection with a touch of true sight...&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;See for yourself.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yay!&quot; Scritchie scritchie scritchie!


 * Thomas Lazarus isn't really one for close investigative details. But he does atleast walk over and lean slightly over the archivist to inspect.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Ooo, I like this funny green man.

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">A disembodied eye peers back at you, hanging on the leather cord where the crystal should be! D:

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is too busy petting the cute puppies to pay attention to the boring archivist!


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns immediately. &quot;...!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to Sszeyl.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kome here, odder puppy, so Hy kan pet hyu too!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Is that...?&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Ooo, pettinz? The big puppy cautiously approaches.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Knowledge Arcana check.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Scritchie scritchie scritchie! &quot;So kute!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You mean like. Literally an eye. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And not the eye insignia?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes. A literal eye. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">An eyeball.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Veins and sclera and irises and pupil and all. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Nevermind Tomsuspicion then.


 * Thomas Lazarus just recoils in surprise.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vo are goot puppies? Vo are goot puppies!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Somehow, I don't thiink my roll was high enough.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Tathi, care to try/

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">?*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Knowledge (nature) is what's needed.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Pant pant wag wag. :&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Allow me to have a look?&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you make of it, Thompson?&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's difficult to say... certainly, ma'am.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat's right, hyu both are goot puppies!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Some kind of.. spying device for someone else? An obscure artifact?&quot;


 * Elros could assist in identifying, if need be.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi peers at the oddity..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So much pettinz and scritchies!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 5 + 6 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge, nature!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 4 + 7 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge nature!

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 19 + 4 = 23&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; assist

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">... I feel tiny. I should not feel tiny. &gt;:I

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">We'll assist you, thanks. XP

Elros:<font color="#006666">Alright fine, be that way. :U

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">So freakin' cute. *_*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A crystal that looks like an eye under true sight... Elros has heard of this before, usually in the vicinity of marshes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Well, you are standing next to a 6'3&quot; Half-Orc...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'd think you were cute, too, but I am in a commited relationship.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Hmm. Always with the marshes on this little adventure, it seems.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I do think the puppies are cute, though!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There are twisted creatures known as hags -- not old women, they just look like them -- that sometimes form groups called coveys with more power than the individual members have. The covey members can make a device called a hag eye... and the covey members can see through it. Destroying one deals damage to every member of the covey and stands a chance of blinding one.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Any other applicable knowledges?&gt;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Between those things that attacked the boat, and now this...&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Also, this talk of size reminded me of something.. when are the puppies going to become medium-sized? :&gt;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do the marshes have to do with eyes that look like gems -- or gems that look like eyes?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">When they're done being ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">When Aelian reaches level 6.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;In this case, it seems the eye is...just that. It's giving them remote sight, if I'm not mistaken.&quot;\

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's a HD advancement thing. Meaning you guys need to RP MOAR.

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">GET ON THE BALL PUPPIES.

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Hags. Creatures. Not...pleasant ones. They have groups, but that's not surprising. And apparently this particular group has taken an interest in some ogres.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang gives the puppies one last scritchie, before finally stopping.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hokay, puppies. Hy gotta listen to de Monk pipple now. Hy'll giff hyu more scritchies later, hokay?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...Hags?&quot; He squints. &quot;Witches?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think you just got the full and undivided attention of every Inquisitor in the room.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">These people? Monks?

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;It would certainly explain the unusual weather.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Psh.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Liatai, I'm a little unclear. Hags=witches or hags=creatures?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Or they seem to know.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though some ight call them witches.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hegs? Dey sound onpleasant.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">They're not mutually exclusive. :B

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Noted. :u

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;A group of hags, properly known as a covey, possesses monstrous power. One of the powers that they can utilize if all three of them are together is weather control.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;If you prefer to call them that. And if I'm not mistaken, that right there is a hag eye.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, let's go get dem!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms. &quot;...&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not so fast. I have an idea.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Miron will be very sore to learn he missed this discovery.&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;If more ogres are infesting the city, and they are connected to a hag covey, then more of them will have hag eyes.&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Destroying a hag eye stands a very good chance of damaging every member of the covey, and has the potential to blind one member per hag eye destroyed.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und den ve kan destroy hall de eyah, und hurt de hegs dat vay!&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Precisely!&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;We will take this eye and scry upon it to attempt to locate their nest.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat's a goot plan! Very sottle!&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the meantime, search the city for more minions of the hags. Take their hag eyes. When we have found the covey's lair, we will return the eyes to you.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go there and destroy all of the eyes, then the hags themselves.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is this an acceptable course of action?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hee, hyu so schmall. Even schmaller ten-...&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excuse me, sir?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;A plan if ever I've heard one.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sounds like a plan. Thank you, brother and sisters.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am perfectly normal-sized, thank you.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Please tell me that's a second woman. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It is. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy mean no uffense, so sorry.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;We will also take the ogre into custody.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Just a question.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ask.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Can the hags use these eyes to communicate with the other ogres?&quot;

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

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thompson?&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, and they can only see through one at a time per member.&quot; The archivist is wrapping the eye in cloth.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;If de hegs kan see trough doze eyah, does dat mean ve chust told dem our vole plan?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Very good. I'll give you a hand moving the brute.&quot;

Leaden Mace Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;If my research is correct, they cannot hear through them, only see.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;That will not be necessary, though the offer is appreciated.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, goot. Dat vould hef sucked.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Good, I was afraid your base would be beseiged while we hunted down the rest. =3=&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">The ogre is already rising onto a cushion of magic-enhanced air.


 * Thomas Lazarus pauses. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vill help too. Hy may not be schtrong as zum uf my kind, but Hy em schtill a Helf-Orc.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Old man. Pixie-looking halfling girl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Third inquisitor woman, you must be crazy strong.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh or magic.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Right. &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I knew we had magic.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Never mind. Magic, Hy forgot.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Keep up the good work.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He offers a casual salute.

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;The city guard will dispose of the other corpses. You may keep the other trinkets found on the beasts.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus glances aside to Sszeyl distractedly. 3 cantrips pop off and heal the both of them the rest of the way to full HP.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Well, we have death to see to. =3=&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Let's get to work, ladies and gentlemen.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus immediately whispers to Tathi once the inquisitors leave.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hee, Hy do luv schootink tinks.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Do we know yet what it is we're intending to kill?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is she like some kind of short adorable Commander Ashmore or is it just me?&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hegs und ogres, right?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Curious, is Swallowtail gonna ask Shankfang about his bluff? Because that would be funny. ))

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">A ninja waits for the proper moment to strike.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Well yes, but do we have any idea where they are?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">She's too busy being a pink ninja.


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms. &quot;Well. The storm is still in effect, and we've exhausted all of our leads that we can yet pursue. And I did tell Terri we would be back soon.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Do you have -any- idea how hard that is?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Odder mutcher schops, Hy vould tink.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps we should find lodgings for the night.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well I know exactly which tavern we

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">'ll stay at.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;To de Dancink Priest!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Night has truly fallen now. Equip light sources now if you like!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'd rather not, thanks. =3=&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">o3o

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Darkvision powers, activate.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Seems I already have one. XP

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hmm.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">None of the walls on this map have loaded.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">They're all ? marks.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Heal up, Sszeyl. You got orison'd.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yay Darkvision!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Curious Alley.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Picture blue-grey bricks.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Alright, friends! Let's go!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Where's my bike?! D:

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The most important character of them all!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I can't leave my Deffbike!

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll Listen and Spot, please, everyone!

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot, &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 8 + 7 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just walking it along, though.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Spot check!

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Listen check!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Notice &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 14 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 17&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Spot!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 11 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 13 + 11 = 24&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 16 + 10 = 26&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 1&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Spot! &#171; &#160;1d20 = 3&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Listen!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 12 + 4 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen, &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 3 + 13 = 16&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+13 = 11 + 13 = 24&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; listen

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

You whisper to Faerie: Elros hears faint splashing footsteps.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I THINK I JUST FAILED MY SPOT AND LISTEN CHECKS!

You whisper to Ghostwish: Aelian hears faint splashing footsteps.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Hey, I'm tired tonight, alright? &gt;.&gt;;

You whisper to Meany: Sszeyl hears faint splashing footsteps.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Results given.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Incomming. =3=&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;It seems we're not alone tonight. Footsteps.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;?&quot; He frowns and pauses.


 * Thomas Lazarus reaches for his blade. &quot;Where?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I hear it too. Splashing footsteps.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">That's about all you get out before a blob of pitch-black darkness covers the whole group.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat vas dat? Hy kan' hear hennyddink!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">CRAP &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Blah, lagging slightly.

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I have Darkvision! Can I still see?

Elros:<font color="#006666">... :[

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope, it's magical darkness.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">WELL WELL WELL. WE MEET AGAIN, SHADOWY ILLUMINATION.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Is it time for fightink now? &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Initiative!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 15 + 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 1 + 4 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">ANOTHER 3?!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 14 + 3 = 17&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; Init

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

RAM:<font color="#990000">SHADOWY ILLUMINATION! NO U!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 2 + floor((19 - 10) / 2) = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 14 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Dex check!


 * Thomas Lazarus growls, &quot;Great. I'm out of my strongest magic.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't still have that 15 temp HP, do I?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afraid not. No one does.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It only lasted 7 minutes.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hmm.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Jump! &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 13 + 12 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Can I counter-spell with a spell-like ability?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">The ninja, not that anyone can see, jumps a good 6 feet into the air and tries to pull herself on top of a building. &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Climb

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">She doesn't quite get there. =w=;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, you may not. The spell has already been cast.

Elros has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:o &quot;She's like a bunny!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Darn.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Well let's see. Can I start by just moving out of the darkness?

Elros:<font color="#006666">:B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Assuming he's allowed, Elros moves up slightly to see if he can see what's going on.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Sszeyl how'd you get there?

Elros:<font color="#006666">And he'll draw his swords too, just in case.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Else, there's...not much more he can do without being able to actually see the enemy.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can roll Spot and Listen.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( BRB, gotta empty my bladder of all the Dew. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I've been there.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Since the pasting. :v

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


 * Thomas Lazarus looks about pensively. &quot;...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ah, much better. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lagcheck :06

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 9 + 13 = 22&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; spor and &#171;  &#160;1d20+13 = 17 + 13 = 30&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; listen

Elros:<font color="#006666">*spot

Elros:<font color="#006666">And once those return something, end turn.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:06 at :06

You whisper to Faerie: Elros hears something moving to the southwest, in the alley.

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Liatai:<font color="#000000">Huh.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:06 at :06 received at :07.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros shouts into the darkness &quot;Not this way. South-west. The other alley.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:08 now

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:08 at :09.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Frig, it's mystery cloud-lag.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Hrrmm.&quot; Thomas drops to one knee and clutches his holy symbol, and begins intoning a desperate prayer.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He initiates a summoning. Done for now.

Sszeyl has received initiative.* Dr. Hatari scrabbles in an attempt to prepare token. =w=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Unless you still have a stat'd Hippogriff, Liatai.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I think I do, somewhere. Lemme check.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, I don't, sorry. &gt;:

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I forgot to save Richter's.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Spot check!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll Spot and Listen, Sszeyl.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Listen check!

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Lialag? Nuuu! ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can hear some sort of shifting and splashing to your west, and see splashes in 27, -11.


 * Dr. Hatari enters token Minkmode. =w=;;;;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ooh, I think I just found a great theme song for Shankfang! ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Considering he's pretty much toing all this for Talfeera... ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7+mod = 18 + 7 + 1 = 26&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Drow strike! &#171; &#160;1d8+4 = 2 + 4 = 6&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Magical damage.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Especially what with the...differences between the two. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13UKJf6n5oc ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Something wings through the air toward you -- &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+7 = 14 + 7 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You feel it ruffle your hair, but it misses.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Haha, no.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Does a wild ogre mage appear? :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You definitely hit something solid!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Everyone, I'm engaging the enemy!&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'The Cygnet'Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Landed a blow, concentrate fire on my position. :V&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Edaric fumbles south through the darkness, reaching into his spell component pouch and muttering a prayer for luck.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan do dat!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where are you?&quot; Oh dear, human eyes in the dark without a light source.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Apolofies for more OOC speak, but Sluthulu found something that I think you'll love, Meany! http://picsthatdontsuck.com/img/battle_owl.jpg ))

Aelian has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Fifteen feet to your left. Enemy is twenty feet to your left.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aelian's turn.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">.. well crap I can't see now. XP

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Okay, cancel that, I'll delay to Tathi's turn.

Shankfang the Deffrider has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Silly Aelian. You need Darkvision!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Yes, move him back and delay please?

RAM:<font color="#990000">You're lagging like a mother, Lia.

Aelian: <font color="#ff">(( lialag? :20 ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You're Liagging a bit. Aelian did his turn. :20 :(

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:20 at :21. Sorry. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">ZEUS! &gt;:O

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'The Cygnet'Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'M BLIND! &#171; &#160;1d20 = 4&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Unless I'm not.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 16&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Can you hear me, Queen Latifah?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can hear Sszeyl's instructions well enough, and see him fighting something.

Tokens dropped onto map 'The Cygnet'Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;&quot;Sszeyl, aim me! Vere do Hy schoot?&quot;

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Don't mind my token drops on the Cygnet. Summon ready.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Twenty-five feet immediately westward.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Also, pistol draw while moving.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes aim and lets one fly! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 5 + 11 = 16&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;3d6+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; damage! Thank you, precise shot and far shot!

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

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( I hate Lialag. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well. What does Tathi do?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Init arrow be damned. We know who's up next.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 91&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That's either really good or really bad...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Where, Sszeyl!?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 10 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 13&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Spot!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The shot whizzes through the air without hitting anything.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 17 + 11 = 28&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ack! Get off me, puppy! You're cute, but not that cute!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Five feet beyond my present location. I'll attempt some light in a moment. :O&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Good enough.&quot; Tathi growls..

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Did you prepare see invisibility again today? :P

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi gestures and chants, and then flings her hand forward, sending what looks to be an arrow made out of fire towards the enemy... That is, until it suddenly detonates with an ear-pounding explosion, dealing &#171; &#160;7d6 = 15&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; fire damage to every poor sap unlucky enough to get caught in it! Reflex 17 for half!

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Seriously guys... Sacks of flour from Dungeonscape.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Question. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can see the faint outline of a large humanoid shape and hear a roar of pain as the fireball goes off... and about 5 guard whistles.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Does the reflex save also save the victim's gear from catching on fire?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian makes a blind shot for that faint outline..

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow, and lets fly at the invisible figure! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 4 + 11 = 15&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Any debuffs that apply, and done. :&gt;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The arrow burns up.

Thomas Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">They'll probably just arrest us. =3=

</i>Aelian has received initiative.Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;They're coming to arrest us. You know. For saving their lives.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Burns up? Is a spellcraft applicable?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No. It just went through a -fireball.- :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Complain later, unleash violence now. :O&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Silly archer! Arrows are vood, und burn in fire! Get a gun! Bullets are metal!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">aw, I didn't know we were literally taking our turns at once. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It also missed. :B That was flavor.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Works for me!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">(it really doesn't make sense, how an entire round is six seconds and everyone is -actually- going at once. How did everyone not get debuffs from the wizard kersploding something and the resulting shockwave? *shines nerd badge*)

Blue Brutish Giant:<font color="#000000">You see a faint flicker before suddenly a blue giant stands before you... holding a hand out in spellcasting position. AoO, Sszeyl!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7+mod = 14 + 7 + 1 = 22&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Drow strike! &#171; &#160;1d8+4 = 6 + 4 = 10&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Magical damage.


 * RAM is EOD, and is immune to blast effects!

Blue Brutish Giant:<font color="#000000">BAM! Your punch lands solidly... &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 18 + 10 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Concentration...

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">HOLY...

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Hi Cocoa! ))

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Rasberry teh kitteh!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, crap.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Ironic.

Blue Brutish Giant:<font color="#000000">Anyone in there? Hooboy. Roll Reflex or take &#171; &#160;9d6 = 41&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; cold damage. A DC 17 Reflex save grants half damage.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Oh noes!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Deffbike!

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">OH SHIT! &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 18 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And here Thomas doesn't have line of sight to save anyone.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+reflex = 15 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">DICE DON'T FAIL ME NOW. &#171; &#160;1d20+6+3 = 8 + 6 + 3 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Deffbike?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Whew!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+reflex = 1 + 10 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Tathi's down.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">...Aelian's dead.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yup. That killed em.

Meany:<font color="#660000">This won't end well.

Meany:<font color="#660000">At all.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll never forgive you, shadowy illumination. I had a scroll for this occasion and everything. :|

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">And people wonder why I'm paranoid about spell effects...

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( And this is exactly why I hate how cheesy magic is. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">-.-.. who keeps deleting my macros for the hounds?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Forget the hounds.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">....

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">...I am suddenly glad I decided to move to this side, instead of the correct side. &gt;.&gt;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Thomas!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Thomas!!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll assume they had the sense to run.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- Ael? AEL!!!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A sense of welling dread at the sound.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Please tell me that you guys know someone who can resurrect people... ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow holds his head. &quot;You...You despicable...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">That's not fair.

</i>Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( A lot of people. ))

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Climb

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">&quot;You filthy little pig! &gt;8[&quot;

</b>Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( But not now. ^^; ))

Elros:<font color="#006666">What's the Elven word for &quot;merde&quot;? Because that's probably what Elros is saying right about now.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hy svear, HYU ARE GUNNA DIE A HORRIBLE, PAINFUL, GRUEZUM DEATH!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Ooh, getting close to Dragonizing.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">But no, remain in control.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Just vent the rage.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">With violence.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 1 + 9 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+1+2d6 = 3 + 1 + 6 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; ninja swoop from above!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">But Tathi's down.. damnit.. no terrible, angry girlfriend vengence.. my chance to implode an ogre mage. Gone! XD

Elros has received initiative.Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We are not very lucky this combat. owo;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh not lucky nothing. if TATHI had failed...

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Remind me, is there a restriction on movement into or out of darkness?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hey, I've already dealth 20+ damage to it.

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

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Nope.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">As a caster and only 5hd it can't be doing well.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Is it too much to ask that I can shove my healing potions down Aelian's throat and maybe save him?

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Errr, no Fae.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I have five of them...

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">No, he's deader than Firali was when she got raped by hellcats.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Emergency ressucitation?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm afraid it is too much to ask. He's frozen to death, sadly. Thomas could have saved him. With the scroll Tathi made yesterday... if he had line of sight.

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Eh, if somebody has Vivify...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He is not looking forward to getting blamed for that.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just throwing out every option I can think of.

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">Well then. Elros heads i the direction of the shouting, and finds...oh dear. But at least the source of the problems are obvious. He crosses opposite Swallowtail, then attacks. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 9 + 9 = 18&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Err, Revivify...

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...wait...

Blue Brutish Giant:<font color="#000000">The strike lands true!

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Faerie:<font color="#006666">+1 more--oh

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Well, good enough anyway.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Tathi and Aelian are down.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus emerges from the darkness with a gaunt look.

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">&quot;Go help them while we deal with this thing.

</b>Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus glances back at the elves. &quot;...&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I kinda feel sorry for this ogre mage.. oh man the anger a close-knit party generates. XP

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No no no no no!!&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Celestial Hippogriff:<font color="#FF0000">A blight blue circle of runes and sigils suddenly pulses into existance in the alley, just behind where Thomas heard Sszeyl's earlier declarations. A column of light rises from the center, bringing a heavenly avian ... equine ... thing with it! AND IT'S PISSED. &gt;:O

Celestial Hippogriff:<font color="#FF0000">The celestial Hippogriff lashes out in a righteous flurry of claws and beak! Claw 1 (Smite Evil) &#171; &#160;1d20+6+2 = 16 + 6 + 2 = 24&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+4+3 = 4 + 4 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Claw 2 &#171;  &#160;1d20+6+2 = 7 + 6 + 2 = 15&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+4 = 3 + 4 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; and Bite! &#171; &#160;1d20+1+2 = 16 + 1 + 2 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 1 + 2 = 3&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Blue Brutish Giant:<font color="#000000">... I've made a grave, grave error.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Vargie: No shit.


 * Thomas Lazarus grips his blade in both hands and summons up all of his strength for one diagonal slash into the ogre's gut. (Hasted flanking domain power. &#171; &#160;1d20+7+4+2+1+2 = 4 + 7 + 4 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 20&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10+10 = 3 + 10 = 13&#160;  &#187;


 * Thomas Lazarus then half-pivots his torso back towards Tathi and points an open gauntlet towards her. Flash! (Close wounds. &#171; &#160;1d4+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160;  &#187; healing.)

Blue Brutish Giant:<font color="#000000">The creature crumples... but it's still breathing, and some of its wounds are already closing...

Sszeyl has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I was hoping I could get a piece of that...

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I hope we didn't want this guy alive.. ^.^;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">&quot;No. No healing. No chance for mercy.&quot;

</b>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; ... I'm ... really sorry, Tathi. I didn't see him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">&quot;But I must thank you, you agitated the carcass long enough to let me deliver this blow. &gt;:o&quot;

</b>Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">GM, Can I coup de gras?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You may.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Coup de grace.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi got a bit of ranged healing and ought've regained conciousness some lines ago in case you missed it, Ghost.

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">&quot;Mountain...HAMMMER!&quot;

</b><font color="#660000"> The last word postively -echoes-, and behind it everyone can hear an unearthly roar.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">oh, crap, I did!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Because with IC talks and such, it's easily been five minutes since last use. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's why I had Thomas mutter that line then. I wanted her to hear that. ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The drow breathes heavily. Steam lightly rising from his mouth as red eyes go back to green.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Go figure the -first time- Tathi takes a hit.. boy howdy she knows how to make em. XD

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No no no Ael come on wake up --&quot; Edaric is fumbling with a handful of healing energy, hands shaking.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is her first hit isn't it? ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom's jaw half-opens and quakes slightly as he looks back at Ed. &quot;...&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus closes his mouth. He just frowns, unable to say anything.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The Half-Orc puts a hand on Ed's shoulder. &quot;Edaric, schtop. He's gone.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot; ...oh dear. &quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus pats the Hippogriff once on the beak. It vanishes in a modest flash.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi comes to, grunting in pain as she tries to sit up, the ice crackling off her form. She blinks blearily through the pain and tears in her eyes, panting hard as she looks around. She's.. faced away from Aelian.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Tavia comes up quick, whining and nuzzling Tathi's hand.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The drow quickly loots the body for valueables.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Because heaven know Tathi's gonna burn it. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ack. Where is.. Where is it? Where's the ogre? Saw that bastard wake up..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...&quot; Oh god, who's gonna break the news?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We got him. It's over.&quot;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">Me?

</b>Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">No, not you.

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#660000">Aww.

</b>Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;He can't...&quot; There is no proper emoticon for crushing despair.

Elros:<font color="#006666">I'm...in the line of fire, aren't I?


 * Thomas Lazarus somberly invokes a few healing spells on the wounded. &#171; &#160;1d8+5 = 6 + 5 = 11&#160;  &#187; Tathi &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160;  &#187; Ed &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160;  &#187; Shank.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">8C

Liatai:<font color="#000000">120 pp, 800 gp, a violet garnet (400 gp), a bronze mask inlaid with copper (1000 gp), a ceremonial platinum warhammer (1800 gp), a polished stone jar (80 gp), a quartz crystal on a leather cord, a prayer scroll wrapped in vine, a syrupy liquid that has bubbles trapped in it that smells like candied ginger in a vial, a bright red potion that smells like beef jerky, a translucent cyan potion that smells like slightly sweetened raspberries, a translucent deep green potion that smells very strongly of pine, and a bright transparent pink potion that smells like bubblegum and cotton candy.

Elros:<b><font color="#006666">8C

</b>Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What?&quot; She says, looking over to Edaric. &quot;Who can't-&quot; .. she just saw him.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Got the eye.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Now out of the blast zone.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros just nods curtly at Sszeyl.


 * Thomas Lazarus bows his head. Rubs the bridge of his nose. &quot;...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; We'll bring him back, Tathi. We can use what we just found for it. The mace is down the road. &quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vill donate vat Hy hef to help.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She's silent for a second.. She's seen bodies before. She knows Death better than some Jasians do. &quot;Aelian..&quot; She starts, breathless, moving over his frozen form. His visage is stuck in something between frozen horror.. and crushing despair.. &quot;No.. No no no no AELIAN NO!!&quot; She starts.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;We must hurry.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Amadre keeps whimping, barking in vain at her fallen master.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;The authorities will delay us.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan take him on my bike. Hy vill get him dere as fast as possible.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can distract. Go.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It kan hold Taddi, too.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus holds a hand out in front of the others for a moment.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Whatever tribute the Mace will require, I'm sure we have it, if not individually then between us. But do, hurry.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Did you hear us, Tathi? We can undo it. It's not over yet. Just down the street.&quot; He frowns.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He's treading very carefully.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Starting up the bike now.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Oh sure, Tathi. Never mind the bard in shock.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Edaric.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( T&amp;A sweetheart. :P ))

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry, Ed. But I'm not afraid of you.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Edaric!&quot;


 * Shankfang the Deffrider doesn't know them that well. He only knows of Tathi and Aelian's relationship.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, I did just go and grab a box of tissues. But that warded off the tissues a bit. XD

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Her face finally begins to move again.. into a grimace of pure fury.. Her jaw is clenched in a feral display with her teeth beared. &quot;Go.&quot; She finally belts out. &quot;Bring him back. I'll deal with this corpse AND the guards.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;No, you won't. You will be there with him when he comes back.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Taddi, kome qvickly. Brink him here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I am not leaving you to burn up innocent guards. :|

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">How very lawful good of you... :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">How very Chaotic Evil of you. :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Safe to assume the bike's started now?


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros rubs his forehead slightly. &quot;As much as I'd like to agree, Tathi, Sszeyl has a point. We don't need to get thrown out of the city, sadly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I leave the rest to you all.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus steps over and picks up Aellian carefully.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Do now what needs to be done now.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I don't -- I don't have enough...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Edaric. You will go witth them.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Tavia keeps whimpering, circling around Tathi and Edaric..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Enough vith de talkink, already! Schut up und get over here! Ve must moff qvickly!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi finally rests her jaw, breathing heavily as she bows her head..


 * Thomas Lazarus passes a glance to Ed.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She reaches up and strokes Tavia, before looking up with a face streaked in tears.. &quot;Come on, Tavia,. Edaric. Amadre.. Let's go wake Aelian up.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've got it. Enough money, I mean. Eventially.&quot; He turns and heads to the bike.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ayup, tissue time.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Voah voah voah! Hy kan only karry 600 pounds!&quot;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">Hmmm... Anyway to get a Perm'd Rope Trick on that bike?


 * Thomas Lazarus pauses.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll be there on foot in a few minutes. Go ahead.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Here, take -- take this.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">The dogs aren't on. They'll be chasing along behind it. I think that's about.. 550 the bike is carrying?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The 260 pound templar clanks off.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">... oh. XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy em sorry, Tom.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">200 for Shank.


 * Thomas Lazarus shakes his head and gestures down the street.

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Edaric stands shakily and hands over a bag -- &#171; &#160;2902+866 = 2902 + 866 = 3768&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; GP, plus 1700 GP fox-fur bracers. &quot;Use these.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;C'mon, just go. We've got assets we can pawn. They have the diamond dust already. We're good for it. And they know you're with us.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hold on tight, Taddi, und don' drop him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just head down there.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang revvs the engine, and takes off down the street.


 * Thomas Lazarus pats Ed's shoulder once. &quot;...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Buah. This is why I will never be an evil DM. I need tissues for PC deaths. ^^;

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


 * RAM hugs Lia.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Is okay, that's what ressurection spells are for.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well it's a sign you're doing something right if players (or you) have that much of a reaction to a scene.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I even turned off my music.


 * Edaric now has 7 copper to his name.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Anyway, shall we keep going?

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl gives the loot to Thomas.


 * RAM doesn't wanna stop yet, having too much fun.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Despite the character death.

City Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is going on -- hey!&quot;

City Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Cuthbert's cudgel. A blue giant. &quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus jolts back to reality and looks over.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">During the ride, Shankfang hands Tathi his Bag of Holding. &quot;Here, dere's fiff light healink potions in dere. Use as mhenny as hyu need.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus purses his lips and trudges over.


 * Thomas Lazarus hails.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Faerie Fire on Tom.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'm fine..&quot; She mutters.. despite glaring frost wounds and worse.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Please, hyu've gone trough enough.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We were ambushed. But we brought it down. We've reason to believe there're more.&quot;


 * Swallowtail touches Edaric's shoulder. &quot;He will be back.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;One of ours was killed in the battle. I'd advise you notify your commander and tighten security tonight.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und Hy doubt Aelian iz gonna vant to see hyu hurt like dis ven ve brink him back.&quot;

City Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;What -- killed?!&quot; D:

City Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Another one?!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus finally cleans off his sword and sheathes it.


 * Thomas Lazarus simply nods.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ghost? No response? ))

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Ice. If that makes any difference to your investigations.&quot;

City Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Do you have papers to be out at night?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Thinkin'.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Ah, okay. ))


 * Thomas Lazarus actually scoffs.

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros shows the guard his papers.


 * Edaric spins on his heel. &quot;I've had just about enough of your papers!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">OH GODS IF TATHI WAS THERE.. XP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We are so lucky Tathi isn't here.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Same. BULLET TO THE HEAD!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">God I love being CN.


 * Thomas Lazarus releases a sigh. &quot;It's their job to ask Ed.&quot; He sounds a bit hesitant to say anything to the bard.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi manages a glance at Aelian's lifeless form.. then she sighs, digging absently mindedly in the bag of holding before fishing out a healing potion, which she half-heartedly drinks. Healing amount?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 14 + 6 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; touch attack, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 13 + 4 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Grapple to hold back an angry bard.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Cure light wounds so...however much that is.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &quot;I don't care, I'll tell them where they can stuff their papers -- let go!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ye olde d8+1

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d8+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Dang.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Edaric, perhaps a ah...discussion of legal policy could wait until the morning?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Take as mhenny as hyu need. Hy kan imagine vat hyu're gun trough right now. If Talfeera...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Quickly bard! Fireball them! Fireball them!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Would anyone else care to stop the bard before he gets arrested? :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Touch attack. &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 5 + 11 = 16&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Grapple assist.


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns heavily. He looks to the guards.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Grapple

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We all have our papers, gentlemen. If you could give us a few minutes.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Edaric do you -want- to tell Aelian you got arrested when he comes back to life, stop rolling high. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;One of our compariots is having a psychotic break.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 5 + 3 = 8&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; Tough attack. &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; Grapple assist. Just in case Sszeyl needs help.

Elros:<font color="#006666">*Touch

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">I can see it now...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, let's chust say Hy doubt Hy vould be takink it henny betta ten hyu are right now.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... yeah there's no way a +3 would beat a 29, but let's roll for the heck of it. &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Yeah, Elros managed to hold him back.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">So as half the party is jumping all over Edaric.. XP

Elros:<font color="#006666">You could've always rolled a nat 20, but nyeh.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... though that was a pretty dang impressive attempt, evading a ninja and a monk. XD

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I die and the lot of you get yourselves arrested... Geeze, I'm touched, but really...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl collects the papers. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And then hands them to Tom to hand to the guards.

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

Sszeyl:<i><font color="#660000">You think I'm getting in arm's reach of a bunch of strange armored humans? Hah.

</i>* Thomas Lazarus presents the paperwork.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Thank you, Sszeyl.&quot;

City Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;... er... very good, it seems to be in order...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Hints dropped if you wanna pursue them, Ghost. Prolly the only time he'll willingly talk about it. Don't have to, though. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( BRB, bafroom. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The Leaden Mace is in the process of investigating and handling the matter. It's a highly supernatural threat. As you can see,&quot; He gestures to the dead ogre mage and alley of frost crystals, &quot;it's a matter you haven't been trained properly for. No offense. But I have to recommend you report to your superior officer with this information and let us clean up and handle things from here.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Much better. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just get people off the streets. It could have jumped anyone. It picked poorly, and picked us.&quot;

City Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Er... of course.&quot; He still has one wary eye on the bard, squinting through the rain.


 * Thomas Lazarus trudges back to the others.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Don't worry, I've got 'im.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">He has d6 hit dice, what do you think he could do, honestly. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;That's been dealt with.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Let's go.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">... wait I have d6 hit dice.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Fffffff --

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">d8.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Trololol.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">d10.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah.&quot; He sighs. &quot;Let's catch up with Tathi and Shank.&quot;

City Guard:<font color="#000000">And off they go like Pikmin.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks at Ed before trying anything. &quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl just seems to zoom on ahead, due to his +10 base speed.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Once Shank and Tathi arrive, Shank picks up Aelian's body and immediately brings him inside.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">He doesn't seem about to go rush off and get himself arrested anymore, at least. He just looks tired and slightly injured.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Can you come with us, Ed?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy need zumone vo kan resurreck pipple. now!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... yeah, I'll come.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus lays a hand on his shoulder. Healing pulse. &#171; &#160;1d8+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160;  &#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That was a yell, by the way. A very loud yell.


 * Thomas Lazarus trudges off to the hostel.

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir, please! No yelling in the -- Saint's cudgel.&quot;

Halfling Witch Hunter:<font color="#000000">&quot;One moment, please. Commander!&quot; The halfling rushes off.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Less talkink, more resurrectink!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... halfling needs a name.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Any suggestions while I quickly find tokens?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Euphegenia? :o

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

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Is Ghost here? He's been awfully silent. ))


 * Dr. Hatari squints. XD

RAM:<font color="#990000">Midget?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Euphegenia Doubtfire.

Meany:<font color="#660000">*shot*


 * Dr. Hatari doesn't know what Halfling names sound like. ^^;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( sorry, someone started messaging me. :\ ))

Meany:<font color="#660000">:o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve hef odder pipple gadderink payment, chust take kare uf him. Please.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan pay hyu...235 gold pieces right now.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Ultimately, however, Tathi would be rather quiet during the whole thing. But she's quite the sight. Hair matted with frost, tears streaking down her face.. To think a few moments ago she was this wizard most were terrified of angering..

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Just glancing at the loot, what the ogre carried oh himself will be more than enough for, probably, the raise dead two to three times over. I've already counted over 5000 on the identified goods.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not to mention Edaric handed you &#171; &#160;3768+1700 = 3768 + 1700 = 5468&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; GP worth of goods and coin, Shankfang, before you left.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">The halfling returns. &quot;The commander and lieutenant are on their way.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">By this time, the rest of the party should be there.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu. Hy hef about 5600 gold pieces in loot und koin.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It takes quite some time after Shank arrives on Deffbike, but eventually, Thomas comes tromping loudly up the stone steps.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hello~&quot;

Commander Blake Coisurn:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's this I hear about a resurrection being needed?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Sir, madem, please. Ve need de best resurrection hyu kan manage.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus approaches slowly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is still standing there, holding Aelian's body.


 * Thomas Lazarus salutes. &quot;Inquisitor Thomas Lazarus, Castleton branch.&quot; He looks aside to Tathi, Shank, and Aelian.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;One of ours perished in the line of duty taking a witch-ogre down in your streets.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve kan pay. Ve hef loot, und zum koin...&quot;

Commander Blake Coisurn:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I can see that now. Are you willing to wait about eleven minutes?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah. Chust please, brink him back.&quot;

Commander Blake Coisurn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course. Anyone who died keeping those things off our streets is more than deserving of a second chance. Raven, see to payment and fetch the diamonds.&quot;

Raven Nersoir:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, Commander.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus bows.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang walks out to his bike and retrieves the loot and coin, bringing it all back in. &quot;Here, how much do hyu need?&quot;

Raven Nersoir:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do any of your number require healing while the commander prays? Gradia, fetch some hot water. Make yourselves comfortable.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs and rubs two fingers along his forehead.

Raven Nersoir:<font color="#000000">&quot;To raise the dead requires 5,000 gold pieces in diamonds.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Taddi does.&quot; Shankfang says, ignoring his own wounds.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks up slowly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Crap. I'm sorry, guys.&quot; He steps over urgently and finishes healing Shank and Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Bring him back.&quot; Tathi blurts. &quot;I can pay.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi and Shank find the rest of their wounds healing away with a cleric touch. &#171; &#160;2d8+8 = 9 + 8 = 17&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; a pop.

Raven Nersoir:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have the diamonds, but gold will be needed to replace them.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The Half-Orc hands over the appropriate loot and coinage. &quot;It's hokay, Taddi. Dey are gettink de diamonds now.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shakes out his gauntlets, which smoke blue briefly. &quot;That's all I've got.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">The little halfling wanders around the lobby with a pot of tea and some towels, offering them.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sip. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu,&quot; Shankfang says, taking some tea and a towel.


 * Thomas Lazarus bows his heads, latches his hands on his waist, and paces near the others.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">It's terrible tea by any tea-gourmand's standards. But it's warm.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Terri's going to flip out.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;She really is.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;As is Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He settles down next to Tathi, handing her the tea and towel. &quot;Are hyu hokay, Taddi?&quot;

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">...Is it horrible to think that Tathi should at least toss a WEAK Fire spell on Aelian to melt off the ice?

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">A flinch at Gnogglebolt's name, but not nearly the same reaction as the first time.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's melting in the warmth of the lobby.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Can't be helped, I guess. This is what it's really like doing what we do. Better she learn that early. I guess.&quot; He doesn't sound very confident in that thought.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Making a fair bloody puddle, too.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi is rather mute and sullen, sitting down with a towel drapped over her shoulders.. it's not doing much to get the chill out of her wet clothes..

Drayco:<font color="#6600CC">...Or make a fire, set up a spit, and tie Aelian to that?


 * Gradia Thorngage flinches a bit. &quot;... Let's at least lay him out on some towels.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You are so lucky you're not a targetable object. :P


 * Gradia Thorngage goes to fetch them.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shank sighs, then pulls a vial of incindigas out of his Bag of Holding. &quot;Here, dis might help varm hyu up,&quot; he says, handing it to Tathi.


 * Edaric is in a quiet room, waiting for something, and his lute is untouched.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( unless they don't work like that. In which case, he doesn't. ))


 * Thomas Lazarus taps a greave on the ground and scrunches up his face. He sighs hard through his nose. &quot;...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It makes fires burn hotter, but it's not warm itself.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Nevermind, then. No incindigas.

Raven Nersoir:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here we are. Lay him out, please. The commander is almost finished.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Taddi, it's gunna be hokay. Chust a fev more minutes, und hyu'll hef him back.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I could've covered for him with that ... uhg. ... Damn ... darkness.&quot; He sounds defeated.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi seems to catch on that they're about to revive him, and she gets up. She walks over, wringing her towel tightly in her hands.

Commander Blake Coisurn:<font color="#000000">The commander reenters and kneels by the body, hands clasped around a symbol of Saint Cuthbert, which begins to pulse with a soft silver light.

You whisper to Ghostwish: As all souls being brought back know the name, deity, and alignment of the person attempting ressurrection: Blake Colburn, Saint Cuthbert, Lawful Good.

You whisper to Ghostwish: Coisurn, sorry. :B

Aelian whispers: Aelian: What? Already? Darnit. I was just starting to enjoy this forest. Well they didn't waste any time.. and.. Tathi's not here.&quot;

Commander Blake Coisurn:<font color="#000000">The diamonds disintegrate into a light white mist, which settles on Aelian's form. &quot;... It's all up to him, now.&quot;

Aelian whispers: (am assuming, of course, that you're using Greyhawk's plane cosmology?)

You whisper to Ghostwish: Yep.

Aelian whispers: ... help a stupid out. What's the name of Corrolian's plane again? XP


 * Thomas Lazarus watches the spell very intently. He folds his arms and stares.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He'll be fine. Dere's no vay he's gunna leaff his Taddi.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: ... crud, one moment. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, looking up planes. XD

Aelian: <font color="#ff">(( hold on. DM and I having brainfarts. It's like a weird tea party. XP ))

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Brb. SCIENCE.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Stand back!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I'm gonna try science!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi moves up close, staring pleadingly at Aelian's face. &quot;Aelian..&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Corellon's domain is in Arborea, the Elven Court.

You whisper to Ghostwish: The Olympian Glades of Arborea, to use the full name.


 * Dr. Hatari idly checks inventory.

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( ... My want of CLW has 56 charges. O_o ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Oh god the suspense! ))

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">And that's when he coughs suddenly, the sudden movement probably scaring the crap out of half the party. He groans, and begins to stir, before finally opening his eyes, looking about at the party.. And then he smiles. &quot;Arborea is.. a beautiful place. And- ACK. Tathi! I can't breath! Tathi!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy told hyu he vouldn' leaff his Taddi.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">'Course, the crazy wood elf had immediately latched onto her lover, and had him in a, dare I say it? Death grip of a hug.


 * Thomas Lazarus smiles faintly. It's an immediate relief. &quot;..Oop..&quot; He draws out his wand and begins tapping Aelian's foot to keep the poor 1 HP elf from dying again. Heal Heal Heal Heal.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;4d8+4 = 17 + 4 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Unless he totally does.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">*shot*

Meany:<font color="#660000">Complete Divine.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Page 125.

Meany:<font color="#660000">From there it lists all the afterlives.

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=

Meany:<font color="#660000">Going to remove the red x?


 * Edaric 's head jerks up. &quot;-- Ael?!&quot; ... but even he knows better than to get between the two. He's nearby. =3=;


 * Dr. Hatari lagspikes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang just smiles, glad Tathi had her Aelian back. He wouldn't wish that on anybody.

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">We'll do the delevelling later.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Easy, easy, I'm allright, don't cry..&quot; Aelian says, hugging Tathi back and trying to sit up.. He looks about, and notes the commander. &quot;So you must be a Mr. Blade Colburn? I thank you for calling me back.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus stands, and sheathes wand in belt.

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

</i>Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN TOO, DM. :P

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

Commander Blake Coisurn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Blake Coisurn. Welcome back.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vould ask how hyu are feelink, but Hy tink Hy already know de ansver.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Yes! Go kitty! Enact my vengence!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..You still hurt anywhere, Aelian? Injured?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... You got pretty messed up.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">He smirks over at Shankfang. &quot;Like I died.&quot; He says, putting a hand on Tathi's head, who happens to be sobbing against his chest. &quot;I.. hardly remember it, honestly. I do feel a bit.. faint though. Not like I'm tired though..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy belieff dat iz normal.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">That's probably the negative levels.

Commander Blake Coisurn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take it easy for a little while... coming back from beyond is an ordeal.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Master!!!!!! ;0;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ah ha, Tavia, you got clear did you?&quot; He says, patting the eager pup.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Then he looks down. &quot;You allright there, Tathi?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi looks up, earnestly smiling for the first time during this ordeal. &quot;I am now.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We're pushing it for latest session ever. Good conclusion. Shall we, perhaps, noms? :3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, let's nom. x3

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Aww... ))


 * Thomas Lazarus just watches silently for the time being, arms folded.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We'll end with a little resurrection for the holidays. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">DENOM THE DM FOR PLAYER KILL RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Can I nom -everyone- for their reactions? Too many to list. XP

Meany:<font color="#660000">I nom Tom for That's not fair...

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl for &quot;COUP DE GRACE MOTHER FUCKER!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I went through half a box of tissues you keep your rabble to yourself! XP


 * Ghostwish hugs the Liasilly. ^_^

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm surprised Liatai had the guts to cone of cold her little stuffed animal cutesty low HP party XD


 * Dr. Hatari pats.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good DM. Keep the fear of god in us.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was the only offensive spell it had ^^;;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's a boring game without it!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I'm surprised -anything- launched a single attack that strong. :u

Meany:<font color="#660000">Nomming Edaric for BARDIC RAEG.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Swallowtail for NINJA!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It was like an epic RP buffet in the whole second half of the game.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Noms are gonna be hard.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tathi for avoiding the slippery slope into Evil-ville.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll second that.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tom was scared SHITLESS XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Seconding Swallowtail's, Edaric's, Sszeyl's, Thomas' DAMNIT SECONDING ALL. XP

Meany:<font color="#660000">But that's against the rules!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD IT'S LIKE I'M CONSOLING A THERMONUCLEAR DEVICE

Meany:<font color="#660000">But yer chaotic!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">oh man.. oh man if she was -anything- but chaotic good.. XD

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Liatai:<font color="#000000">... the cat and dog are both checking me and the tissues out in a confused manner. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5+mod = 15 + 5 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Sling bullet! &#171; &#160;1d4 = 3&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Bullet damage.

RAM:<font color="#990000">None for Shankfang?

Aaren d'Cannith:<font color="#0000FF">Hey. Catch. *throws his infamous device at Thomas, which is beeping and hissing and oh god it's gonna blow*


 * Sszeyl beans Aaren.

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

Aaren d'Cannith:<font color="#0000FF">Bitch my AC is in the 30s!!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Shankfang for Hospitalier: Steampunk era.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Seconded.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Thirded! Hospilal bike, go!

Meany:<font color="#660000">Elros for Not so Stoic. Keeping the morons from doing stupid things in grief.

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Aren't you guys glad you have some proper transportation now?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Edaric did almost hulk out and overtake our ninja.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And gods he has diehard.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey I'm not a moron, I just have low Wis. &gt;:O

Dr. Hatari:<i><font color="#FF0000">We could never knock him out ever.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">That was hilarious I was rooting him on.

Meany:<font color="#660000">That's why you're a moron.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Edaric LIMIT BREAK &gt;8O

Meany:<font color="#660000">Aelian for Back from the Dead.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">He's going to need the EXP to counter negative levels.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I also have to nom the party for not going &quot;IT'S ALLIIIIIIVE&quot; the moment Aelian coughed. :P

RAM:<font color="#990000">Man, I don't want this to end! I don't know how many sessions I'll get with you guys!

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That would have been a moodkill. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Even we have more tact than that.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh gods the cat is so confused. &quot;... why are you -laughing- now? Crazy human. O_o&quot; XD

Meany:<font color="#660000">Not me.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I actually had writer's block for a split second. Part me was OH NO LOVER DIED and the other part was going &quot;Wait.. revivify magic is well known.. death isn't exactly permanent..&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">I just forgot to do it.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">And I had this conundrum over how to react.

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">And then hatari is like I was hoping those douchebag haircut dogs died. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl for, *Butlet accent* &quot;Yes, yes... here are the papers.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">*Butler =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... now I'm picturing a butler bullette.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hahaha it's true

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I totally thought that for a second.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I think Dragula the Deffbike deserves a nom here.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">goddam,nit liatai.. why'd you put that image in my head? He's got a tophat and monocle and everything..

Meany:<font color="#660000">For what?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then I was like, &quot;o-shi the majority of the party will die if they don't roll save versus that.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Not rolling a saving throw and taking full damage?

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Shankfang for &quot;What a first day of work!&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's probably broke as fuck.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It got like ... I dunno. It's an object.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I can fix it!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">20 cold damage?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Some, in any case.

Meany:<font color="#660000">600?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">that's all I can think of. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">What a session. XP

GM:<font color="#000000">... screw it, everyone gets 500 XP for that last scene, and an additional 400 for the ogre mage. ^.^

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh hey, tech is actually connected.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He'll be super jelly.


 * Thomas Lazarus LEVELS! &gt;:O

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Wait.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Did you just LEVEL me off killing my lover?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry Aelian. *shuffle* &gt;.&gt;;

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">I am three hundred points away from leveling.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Low blow, DM. Low blow. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I am laughing so hard.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">must stop

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">dad is sleeping

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">DAMNIT PUPPY


 * Shankfang the Deffrider started low, he needs another 1850.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">WHY OF ALL TIMES

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">can't stop laughing, can't breath

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hee, silly puppy.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Remember he also leveled once from fucking Tathi.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He has the weirdest leveling history.


 * Edaric hides tiny tarts and feather. &gt;.&gt;;;;

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Wait, what?

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian leveled off boning Tathi. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">he got nommed senseless for it. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aelian's first level up when he was with the party came from -- yeah. XD

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh god I love this campaign. Can I stay, Lia? Please?

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'll be good!


 * RAM is a good boy!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll need to adjust CRs... good gravy the HQ will need an upgrade.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... come to think of it it's needed an upgrade for a long time. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cloth curtains and all. :B

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">So. About adventurer insurance...

RAM:<font color="#990000">So, is that a yes?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">VAE will be on vacation and tech's attendance will be spotty all month, probably.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Let's just take it a week at a time.

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Even though it's meaningless now.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's a maybe leaning strongly toward yes. Shankfang was nowhere near as broken as I feared he would be when you first proposed the idea to me. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nom Ram for Shankfang in general. Because I'm not gonna lie.

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;We need to talk about the proper use of scrolls.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I thought that character was going to be annoying and terrible. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And you pulled it off much better than that.


 * RAM dances so much!

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hey, I've put months of thought into this character!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Would anyone other than, like, Lloyds of London offer Adventurer Insurance? :P

RAM:<font color="#990000">And he is SOOO much fun to play.


 * Thomas Lazarus sounds somber. &quot;... Alright.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Sneak sneak.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Brohug. While the girlfriend's back is turned. &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000"> &quot;I hope Gnogglebolt is out for a while, because I kinda like this group...&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Oh god dogpile!!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And suddenly Aelian was eaten by green cloth and fur. :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">:P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Saving campaign...

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">No nom exp? :V Drat.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">We all did. 500. :P

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

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

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, you did. I just rolled all the noms into the 500 -- oh drat.

RAM:<font color="#990000">What?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany DC'ed.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He out-ninja'd me. D:

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What's up?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Had something to say?

RAM:<font color="#990000">How is that even possible?!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The ninja has been toppled! XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh well. G'night folks. I am gonna -crash-. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Only good game and happy holidays! :D

RAM:<font color="#990000">Okay, I think all the Dew is starting to wear off...

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Mayhaps~ =3=


 * RAM is heading towards an epic crash.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tempt a filler Saturdaaay~?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You maaaaaay. :3


 * Dr. Hatari is bricked. =w=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">24th?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll be free. *shrug*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll try and get my drawing done during the week. :3

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Unless mum invites me to something.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'll also be free. I can participate?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Of course!

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyone and everyone is welcome in Filler Fair. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... and I do mean everyone and anyone. -3-

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Aaren d'Cannith:<font color="#0000FF">Well hot diggidy damn!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh no.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I need to bug Techy about throwing a Talfeera character together...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We've had undead sniper cyborgish hobos pickpocketing from lizardfolk paladins before.

Dr. Hatari:<i><font color="#FF0000">Crit rats are invited.

</i>Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">squeeeeeeeeeeeak XD

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I'll see if I can drag--

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">allright, shutting down. XP

Faerie:<font color="#006666">No, wait, Danny is likely to be busy.

RAM:<font color="#990000">We also proved Tomi is a furry.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">See lots of ya tomorrow!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">But I'll totes get him on if I can. :U

RAM:<font color="#990000">*SO MANY BRICKS!*

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

</i><i> You have disconnected.

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