Session 95

Ghostwish has connected.

Meany has connected.

Liatai:... hmm.

Liatai:I feel like I should give those dead guards more individual tokens if they're being risen from the dead. =3=;

Railock has connected.

Ghostwish:Quick! Entire backstories!

TMG has connected.

TMG:still afk and busy, just hopping on the server

Railock:WAAAGH!

Liatai:&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160; &#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; &#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 14&#160; &#187;

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Ooof.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Not a good array.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... completely average mental stats across the board for one of those soldiers. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-Oof.- The paladin's taking a serious hit for coming back to life. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">She can always take a sabbatical.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Get on her feet again.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No more lay on hands, no more divine grace. Ouch.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">From level, or stat damage?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The two guards took stat damage.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Question. Since the Arena is kinda unusable as a living space now.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">How about over here?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah yes, I realize Sszeyl never got his question answered.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The -- yes, the rest of the caves are just fine for the serfs to move into. Though you might want to tell them to clean that cave a little more. That was the garbage room for the cultists. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There were otyughs and everything.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Baaaaarbie.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I need to borrow your ring. :O

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Autotool is updated for minecraft 1.3.2 :3

Railock:<font color="#000000">do you need modloader for autotool ghost?

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">or can you use forge?

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">check out forge. why? zepp mod had to move to forge

Railock:<font color="#000000">it's supposed to have a modloader in it

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Check and make sure. :3

Railock:<font color="#000000">we have time to learn. as zepp mod was last reported 20% done

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hmm. Anyone got a mind for Spellcraft about?

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">hmm?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I seem to recall hearing about a spell that was like Evard's Black Tentacles, but didn't do crushing damage. Is there one?

Railock:<font color="#000000">yes it just entangles

Railock:<font color="#000000">think it's in spell compendium..one second

Railock:<font color="#000000">Shadow Binding

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aha, thank you. :3 I thought it was shadow something.

Railock:<font color="#000000">if those in 10 foot area fail a will save, they are entangled, takes a DC 20 strength or escape artists to break free

Railock:<font color="#000000">so it's more like an entangle that attacks will saves

TMG:<font color="#000000">alright, here, mostly

TMG:<font color="#000000">...by da way, I asked this question earlier in the week, but I think you missed it, Lia. :U

TMG:<font color="#000000">Were you expecting thomas/gnogglebolt to do what they did in regards to the guards who died? :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I answered it when you asked it. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...you did? Huh, I guess -I- missed it, then. &gt;.&gt;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I wasn't surprised.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Chronic hero syndrome meets bleeding heart.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 100&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">a nat 100 on a d100 roll is always either REALLY good or REALLY bad... &gt;.&gt;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Hurricane Salishea?

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Btw, is Akellon on the Hurricane side, or Typhoon side? :V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't know I'm not a meteorologist DX *brick'd*

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">It's actually just a matter of geography.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Typhoons are tropical storms of a certain size over the Pacific or Indian oceans.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm not a geographer either DX *re-brick'd*

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Hurricanes are the same over the Atlantic.

TMG:<font color="#000000">what's the difference? :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">They're just different words to narrow down where on the globe it is.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...that's it? :. Huh...

* TMG always thought 'typhoon' was a water-tornado...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Can people see Autumn Road, or is it a bunch of ???'s or X's?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">That's a water-spout.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Loadin'.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">It's good!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Woo! \o/

TMG:<font color="#000000">I see white stuff. :B

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Hurricanes are more common than typhoons because the Atlantic is much more active. ;b

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Good, that's what you're supposed to see. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And now you know.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*rainbow*

Railock:<font color="#000000">Snow! My greatest nemises!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh~? |3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Do you know something about D&amp;D snow I don't? *leeeeeans closer 83 *

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Frostburn has various icy hazards.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...I think he was just referencing how his guy is a desert-man and is unused to ice. xD

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Not the least of which is I think quicksnow.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Or I may be getting my mythos mixed up.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well yes, maybe, but I had to ask as a DM. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">How would quicksnow even work?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Would it use saltwater, to keep it a liquid?

Railock:<font color="#000000">I'm just speaking as my characters fromt he desert.

Railock:<font color="#000000">snow is therefore unnatural

* Meany locks Gamal in an indoor ski resort.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:B

* Railock breaks out and flees the unnatural abomination that is snow!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">But the indoor ski resort...

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Is inside an even bigger indoor ski resort!

* Railock finds tathi. teleport me out!

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

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

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

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

* Meany rams RAM's pirate ship.

* RAM detonates C4 across the bottomof Meany's hull.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How do the Castleton maps look?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Can everyone see the backgrounds on those?

RAM:<font color="#990000">ERMAHGERD, SNUR! :O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Suddenly, visual ambience.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So no red X's or anything? YAY. :D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not a one.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Looks good here.

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

* Dr. Hatari opens lootlog, minkmodes.

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

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Don't worry, citizen.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">2700 gp, Azurite (7 gp), Black Star Sapphire (1100 gp), Chrysoberyl (70 gp), Chrysoprase (60 gp), Citrine (40 gp), Golden Yellow Topaz (600 gp), Jet (70 gp), Moonstone (40 gp), Moss Agate (7 gp), Moss Agate (10 gp), Rock Crystal (70 gp), Smoky Quartz (70 gp), Star Rose Quartz (30 gp), Star Rose Quartz (40 gp), White Opal (1000 gp)

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I just looked at the lootdisc.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2700+7+1100+70+60+40+600+70+40+7+10+70+70+30+40+1000 = 2700 + 7 + 1100 + 70 + 60 + 40 + 600 + 70 + 40 + 7 + 10 + 70 + 70 + 30 + 40 + 1000 = 5914&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And thought, &quot;Jesus Christ this is cluttered. It's all Cold Wa--ohhhhh. &gt;.&gt;;&quot;

* Dr. Hatari makes room.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;5914/13 = 5914 / 13 = 454.9230769230769230769230769230769&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The individual shares from the sale of the gems are 454 GP, 9 SP, and 2 CP each.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Dr. Hatari: And thought, &quot;Jesus Christ this is cluttered. It's all Cold Wa--ohhhhh. &gt;.&gt;;&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Eh heh heh. ^^;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Why thank you.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Also;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Random lootlog quote: &quot;Final tally: -5000 for INSUFFERABLE DO-GOODERY &gt;:O&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I also never took into account the actual wealth we were getting from bronze. I think I began a logreview and got interrupted or something.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">1,615 GP per person for the next five years.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But it sounds like it'll be invested in epilogue and/or timeskips anyways.\

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Plus 15000 GP worth of diamonds.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Starting now or at the beginning of the new fiscal year? :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">gamals will probably go straight to guardian operations

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Speaking of which, does everyone have an idea of who their character's heir for the money would be? 83

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">OH DON'T EVEN GET THEM STARTED

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... when -is- the beginning of the Kellon fiscal year. *rummages*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Do you even have to ask?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hey, that sounds like today's character question. :.

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah Tommy where's our heir? &gt;:3

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who is your characer's heir?&quot;

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*_*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I DO NOT KNOW OH GODS THEY WILL HAVE MY NAME ON RECORD D: GM:<font color="#000000">-- OH GODS SWALLOWTAIL NEEDS A REAL NAME. *brick'd*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well it's not a very good character question. Even the most promiscuous amongst the party have no children. Unless you mean who's getting their inheretance in the event of sudden violent death. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">-- in which case the answer is still no one yet.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hatari; yes. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">IT'S BEEN OVER A YEAR AND I'VE NEVER GIVEN HER A NAME.

* GM Minkmodes. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Known only by her codename? :B

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I hear Guinness Half-Pint is still up for grabs if you wanna open a bar or somethin' *kunai'd*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">My fiance gets my munnies if I suffer an untimely death.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Which reminds me, still need to plan the wedding. &gt;:d

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... all of these names sound so pretty and feminine. :B Which one to give to the ninja...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The most awesome one. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl's heir is Horsa.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Barby and Primera's heir is Anaqualia.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I read Horsa as Horsea.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Who is Horsa?

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">I wasn't the only one. x3

Horsa:<font color="#CC0066">The man of the family of serfs.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm leaning toward Serafina. Too froofy?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Is that an authentic Italian name? I've never heard such a name before.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It is indeed.

* RAM thinks it sounds good.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Quite.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, contrary to fantasy tradition, it's not as though children are named in advance of knowing what their personalities and professions will be, barring historical class immobility. So sure, you could just use anything and chalk it up to parents idea.

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Why did you name me this.. =3=#

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It matches your brother! |D

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Done, she has a name. :3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">-- I STILL DO NOT KNOW WHO HEIR WILL BE. D: GM:<font color="#000000">That's your problem, dear.

* Swallowtail gnaws on the DM.

GM:<font color="#000000">Now then! Who's up for character questions? :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You can designate an organization as an heir to your estates if you wish. :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Or you could just pick Terri; she's going to live like forever anyways.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Two thousand five hundred years.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Or like seven thousand if you go by Draconomican rules. :V

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">The organization I would name as heir would get me in big big trouble. D8

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Trouble? =3=c

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">''Why? =3=''

* Thomas Lazarus looms.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">..... &gt;.&gt; Because SMOKEBOMB *paff*

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Today's character question! It's one we've done before way back when, but we have some new party members now.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is your character's view on basic human nature?&quot; Substitute a race of your choice, if you wish,or just 'the basic nature of sentient beings.'

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I think there is no basic nature.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Our choices in life define us.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">There is potential.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">For good or for ill.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">It depends on whence the race comith from.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">But most of their basic nature things are to be jerks.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">:B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As Garl intended us, gnomes are generous, good-tempered, and good-humored. Or supposed to be, at least. Given the chance, a gnome should always go for out-thinking a problem, usually with a prank involved somewhere.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I think when you get down to it, everyone tries to do their best they can with whatever they have. I have a hard time believing that there are people who are born thinking &quot;I'm going to destroy the world just because!&quot; Nobody wants to be the bad guy in their own story. {:3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">People are selfish, and cruel, and even the most altruistic people have other motives. That is what makes them interesting.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Wow, such a pessimist.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Eh. People are people, and people are strange. I'll philosophize once the job's done.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">People? Oh, you mean those other creatures with the good food! They give awesome pettings. |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hmmm... that's tough. But... I think people are a product of their societies and circumstances. There are some really basic nature things like 'get food' and 'protect family', but, more often than not someone's worldview and attitude and entire method of reasoning through anything will be completely constructed by a lifetime of events, and colored by the cultures they've been surrounded by. There are a lot of unfortunate souls in Castleton who're desperate and resentful and would just as soon slit your throat for your pocket money as say hello to you. But they weren't born that way; it's a product of their environment, their parents, their friends, and the everyday gauntlet of their life.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I am trolling the shit out of lantz on the minecraft server.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">o hai

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">And there are people who just want to see the world burn. =3= *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I am the hero Gotham deserves. =3= *bricked*

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well, fuck. :/

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does your character view animals -- as pests, pets, workers, or dangers? Are pets viewed more as family or as second-class citizens? How far would he go to protect or take care of an animal?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Wha happen?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What are you throwing down fuckwords over

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">KOTOT 2 finally out on Steam. Got it, downloaded it. Tried to play it, crashes immediately after the company's intro movies. :/

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Animals that I bother to keep are family.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">As well as helpfully murderous when you need to fight.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Like mules? :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">An animal is kept for a use. Depending on the use, and how well it works, I could be convinced to go far in their defense.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Depends on the animal. SNarky here's pretty cool, and some other folks in our group have great animals, practically part of the family so to speak.

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But if there's a wild bear charging at me I'm just going to shoot first and ask questions later. :B

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Animals are not to be underestimated. Even small froofy ones. I have a story from a fellow student who tried to infiltrate a rival's house and got chased away by a dog looked like a living mop and sounded like a giant bird. =3= They are close to the spirits, and should be respected.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... you know, that's a tough question. You have to get used to the idea of livestock and such being used for a job first and foremost... but our dogs and such are a part of our family. |D Did I ever tell you guys about Sheldon? When you get down to it, I like animals. :3 Who's a good boy, Smoke? Good girls, Tavia, Amadre! :D

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Hey, stop distracting Smoke, he's a working dog first and foremost. &gt;:\ .... ... *slips Smoke the good bits of a meal when he thinks no one's looking*

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">I just got done eating your favorite hat. *burp*

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;How easily does your character relate to others?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">It's second nature. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Given the vast differences in age, and bearing, not very well.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Not very well. &gt;.&gt;; It is easier to read people than relate to people.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Swimmingly.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Eh, well enough, I guess.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I like everybody! :D

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is your character a dreamer, or are his feet firmly planted on the ground?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Dreamer.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'm totally a dreamer. It's a requirement for us Mazians. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I think I slide back and forth on that one.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Firmly planted. I hope.

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">More planted than not. Though daydreams are a nice and necessary diversion from the job sometimes.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If I could just jerk the cords out of randompics and the Minecraft server I would.

GM:<font color="#000000">Hey now, that's my job!

GM:<font color="#000000">ROLL CALL!

GM:<font color="#000000">... your silence is not comforting, group.

* Thomas Lazarus assumes leisurely coffee shop pose. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Present, but trying to get narfin KOTOR 2 working. &gt;:d

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Told you. *sip* =3=

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Yo.

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

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Woof.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Silly Liatai.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Railock doesn't exist.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Railock is just a myth.

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway... last time on Akellon... The Guardians had a meeting with several treasury agents over the fate of the giant disc of bronze they discovered beneath Crane Family Farm. Luckily, they managed to get the majority of the business out of the way before they were interrupted by a small, yet powerful battalion of demons.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">In dealing with the aftermath of the attack, the Guardians de-petrified a number of guards and knights, snatched more from the jaws of death, and made plans to retrieve three souls that had fallen into its maw.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">demons be Ram's anathema. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">The treasury agents, concerned about erasing the symbol on the bronze, have been occupied with arranging for its melting down and sale, and have said that they wished to discuss the final paperwork with the Guardians tomorrow. Is there any other business you'd like to take care of on this snowy Damarron 19th, or shall we skip ahead?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Yes!

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Mathematician's answer. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Yes, there is business to take care of on the day of the attack

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Most of my concerns are either under way to be resolved (yay Cadamon was here, you do the reports \o/) or have to wait until tomorrow.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Sheet update: I feel like an ass for being snappy. Turns out the poor admin had been evicted from their home, and was struggling to find wifi to leech off of. We've been going back and forth trying to recover my sheet.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">The commander will want multiple viewpoints, you know. ^^

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">You know what it is, though, shouldn't take long. :B Transferring tokens to VG HQ -- za?

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...At any rate.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(ohey ram, want whisper?)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So. After the party leaves the caves and returns to Castleton proper, Gnogglebolt heads to the local Temple of Pelor (don't need map)

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Narfin computer.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">In other words, you still need to do your paperwork. ^^

RAM:<font color="#990000">Was updating video drivers, suddenly my monitor decides to shut off entirely. :/

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Well you have Flint, that's enough right? {|3

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;25*50 = 25 * 50 = 1250&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Inquisitor. ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I would rather have died! &gt;:O *bricked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I have nothing, good for timeskip.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Le borrow Barbarus' prestidigitation ring, and a swathe of cleaning is carved through the caves.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt cashes out a small bag of platinum pieces and approaches the temple. He holds the bag at his side, and approaches the first priest/acolyte he sees. &quot;Excuse me, may I speak to your quartermaster? I wish to make a purchase of supplies.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(or whoever one usually speaks to when acquiring holy water from a temple)

* Liatai needs to find the quartermaster's name. &gt;:d

* Dr. Hatari does some quick spell research.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... A 50 pound keg of holy water would require 800 castings of Bless Water to accumulate. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( What about a keg of Alc. Fire? ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">...wat. Isn't it only 1 casting per pound?

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're speaking to her. How may I help you?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">WHere the hell did you pull that from?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Yes, I remember that story. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's one casting per ounce.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Aka, one pint. One flask.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/blessWater.htm

TMG:<font color="#000000">....but an actual holy water flask is listed in equipment as one pound...

TMG:<font color="#000000">and 1 pound is 1 use, 2d4 damage...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Probably includes the flask itself.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The bottle has weight, too, you know. :B

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Guess this is going to be easier to carry than I thought, then. :B

* TMG recrunches weight

TMG:<font color="#000000">...wait, pint = flask?

* TMG is terrible at liquid measurement units. -3-

TMG:<font color="#000000">er, I mean

TMG:<font color="#000000">pint = ounce&gt;?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes. It's just liquid volume to weight in Imperial units.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... holy -water,- then, since it takes 5 pounds of powdered silver to make one pint of holy water. O_o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Of water, to clarify.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes, that part is a big baffling.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...huh. Didn't realize a pint was that small, nor an ounce that big...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Presumably the 5lbs of silver vanishes in magic fluff.

TMG:<font color="#000000">^ that. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Look. Chickens cost a copper. :B

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">how many pints/ounces to a pound?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">16.

TMG:<font color="#000000">whoa. Really? :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...isn't that a gallon? which is -way- more than a pund?)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Haven't you ever baked -- nevermind. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">IMPERIAL MEASUREMENTS. *flips table* :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hm. Actually you're probably right.

TMG:<font color="#000000">--oh what the hell.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I must have misread something.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... whoa. The snow's really getting heavy out there.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Flask of holy water = 1 pound.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Empty flask = 1 and 1/2 pound

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Holy water has negative weight!

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">DM FIAT TIIIIIIME.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I want 50 -units- of Holy Water. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">How much weight does that give me? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In any case, yes, a pint is a lot heavier than I first thought. ... But its still more than negative one half a pound. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">50 units will weigh 50 pounds. There. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Keeping it simple. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway! Gimme a sec to get back in character after this cognitive breaking detour. @_@

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Maybe we should just play in metric. *bricked*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yaaaay the group is rectangular :D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- &gt;:O !

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, after that giggle break, back to vworping. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, I know what to get Lia on her next birthday. http://static.dezeen.com/uploads/2009/11/dzn_Squares-by-Nosigner-10.jpg

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods as the person identifies her as the quartermaster, and places the clinking, jangling sack of some metal coin in front of her. &quot;I need a fifty-pound barrel of holy water. By tomorrow.&quot; He says...with an absolutely straight face.

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">The quartermaster's reaction is the same as any sane human being's would be.

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what.&quot; o_o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well that's still 50 castings and 250lbs worth of silver. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">No no no.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">You say, that'll be tree fiddy.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: gamal cleans up the remains of the cannibal cake, unless you feel it needs to remain

You whisper to Railock: THERE you are. :B

You whisper to Railock: Sure, sure, I just forgot to delete it.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you need to enlist the aid of other temples, go ahead. I just need that much by tomorrow. Have it delivered to (address of HQ), say it's for Gnogglebolt SParkgear of the Vigilant Guardians.&quot; Gnogglebolt continues, continuing with a straight face as if ignoring her reaction. Even with how serious this is, inside, he's allowing himself some small amusement at this scene.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: sorry, was dealing with some phone calls byt yeah I'm here now

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why in the name of the Sun do you need that much holy water?&quot; O_o

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">And so on Damarron 20th, all the acolytes were high.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">All of them.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs, deciding to drop the staright-face act. &quot;I suppose news of Thomas Lazarus's affiliations haven't spread all around in here yet, even after three months... let's just say, Miss, I'm going somewhere and I'm expecting a big fight. A big fight.&quot;

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir, if there's an infestation of fiends or undead that requires that much holy water to deal with, tell us and we'll send forces to combat it. A priest is more effective than a bottle of holy water, no matter the size of the bott --&quot;

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

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Oh, you're a Vigilant Guardian.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's far to North--oho, there we go, you do know of us. Well then, that should answer your question.&quot;

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;... But then, if you have Brother Lazarus with you, why do you need that much holy water?&quot; Cue that rageface with both hands raised.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Because THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT! &gt;:E

RAM:<font color="#990000">NOW GET ME MY HOLY WATER!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://pcper.com/files/imagecache/article_max_width/news/2011-08-23/rage-face.jpg

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, but with more of a D8 face than a &quot;y u no&quot; face. :B

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">http://i0.kym-cdn.com/entries/icons/original/000/004/077/Raisins_Face.jpg

RAM:<font color="#990000">^ ?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But imagining the quartermaster that way amuses me more.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well this isn't quite going like I expected. Gnogglebolt eh-heh's and says &quot;I make things. Nonmagic things. But fiends and undead are inherantly laced with magic, and that makes it difficult for me to deal with. I've grown tired of this difficulty, and I'm going to make myself a system that will allow me to delivery large quantities of offensive liquids at an enemy, and as it just so happens holy water is the only thing I can't make myself.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And Thomas is only one man, he can't supply me with that much in such a short order.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is...is this an actual problem?&quot; ^^;

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless that bag is full of two hundred fifty pounds of silver, and you're a champion bodybuilder in disguise, then there may be, especially on such short order.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Gnoggle.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">You have how much gold?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Go to a bank, convert it to silver.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Bam.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well...it's enough money to pay for the silver...though, I could go to the bank and exchange it all into silver pieces that you can grind up.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I was typing that just as you said it. xD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas-style alchemy. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This recipe calls for a platinum ring! ... *begins crushing platinum coins* &gt;:9&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">grinding silver? are you TRYING for federal crimes? tampering with minted money is uusally a crime agaisnt the crown

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silver dust would be better, since silver pieces aren't pure silver.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And worry not about me carrying it. I can shoulder larger loads than it looks.&quot; It is also relevant to note that Gnogglebolt does, in fact, have his cargo pack on. And the equipment loaded into it almost doubles his height.

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not to mention destroying currency is a crime..&quot; ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What, you're finally back?

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

* Dr. Hatari makes note to summon Railock with beauracracy.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">had to deal with phone call

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">just hadn't anything to say

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I know that if you look hard enough, you can find enough places in a city this big to gain that much silver dust, but do I really have to be the one to run that errand?&quot; Gnogglebolt says.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yes, yes you do :)

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you want it done overnight, yes, yes you do.&quot;

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">Desert-son, you are stealing my lines! *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well, we do know this one dragon pawn shop. =3=

Brian:<font color="#000000">... you want how much silver?! *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...well, I just thought a temple full of acolytes could visit the various suppliers in the city simultaneously for expediency. I mean, it's not like they could be any slower than one person alone.&quot; Gnogglebolt is definitely looking annoyed by now. &quot;But fine. I'll be back in a few hours. Sheesh.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well, apparently KOTOR 2 is simply borked on Windows 7 and there isn't word on a fix for it yet. :/

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( You poor thing. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Go kill some people. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well it does pre-date that entire OS by quite a few years.

* TMG cuddles WinXp

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir... our acolytes have many more duties than searching the marketplaces for silver dust. We can't just leave the sick to suffer and the cold to freeze and starve while we scour the markets.&quot;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">But then -why- release it on Steam -now- without having fixed it to work on Windows 7 first? &gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, alright. Give me your list of suppliers then, I'll go get it.&quot;

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">The temple does indeed seem overflowing with people today. A list is given.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I think Gnogglebolt is on the verge of a Cave Johnson moment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He's about to make synthetic holy water.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And burn your house down with it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Except the house is our house during the experiments. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">We should totally invent synthetic holy water now. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you.&quot; Gnogglebolt respectfully bows, leaves, and returns to VG HQ. &quot;Hey, Shankfang, can you help me out? I need you and the Deffbike to go some places in town in short order.&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">So many people. @.@

* Swallowtail retreats upstairs.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright...&quot; Once they're loaded up on the deffbike (what's it's carry capacity, again?)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">600 lbs. We can handle it.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall the Guardians move inside? The snow's getting awfully heavy now.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Kay, just checking. Gnogglebolt then gives the list of addresses to Shankfang, and the duo rocket around town, visiting supplier after supplier and buying up the dust as they go, until the dust-meter reaches 250 lbs. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl poofs off to personally see that the furniture and serfs are delivered safely.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shankfang, make a few Use Tech Device checks to race through the snowy streets. Three, if you would.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Zero fucks given about the snow. &gt;8[

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I wonder what this button does...&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 20 + 14 = 34&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Use Tech Device!

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

GM:<font color="#000000">... WELL. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Tokyo Drifting in the snow. :U

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">MAXIMUM GO! &gt;:O

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll one more check. Just to make sure it's not a natural one. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I wonder what this button does...&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 17 + 14 = 31&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Use Tech Device!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas, meanwhile, is super-serious for the rest of the evening!

* Shankfang the Deffrider tears up the snow! &gt;:D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Shankfang not only handles the snowy road, he handles it with style

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He marches stiffly back through HQ and heads up to the second floor.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Snow is no obstacle for Deffbike!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Deffbike is strong!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">PRG kudos-counter reaches quadruple digits!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*PGR

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Much drifting is had.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">As Shankfang races down the streets of Castleton.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">At top speed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Nice Slide! Nice Slide! Nice Slide! Clean Section! Combo bonus!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The whole time

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Ms. Vesav, how far is your place from here? The snow's coming down hard. We have extra beds if you'd like to stay here tonight instead of trekking through the cold.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Immortal souls reaped by demons hang in the balance. Thomas sits in his room and reads a tome by candlelight in preparation for tomorrow's rituals.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He even does a stoppie when they arrive back at the church. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Getting back on track. Once the sufficient dust is acquired, Gnogglebolt directs Shankfang back to the temple. The snow doesn't even bother either of them I imagine, what with the roaring incidigas engine keeping them warm.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Er, temple rather.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Temple, churche, same thing in D&amp;D. :B

* Shankfang the Deffrider also makes it a point to rev the engine really loud outside the temple. :B

Father White:<font color="#000000">A number of templars and priests quickly go on alert, and many of the peasants inside retreat as they expect a monster attack. O_o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Enlisting SHankfang's help to carry the large sack/barrel/whateverwouldbeusedtocarrydust of silver dust into the temple. It is plopped down in front of the quartermaster's desk.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shankfang has also left a crowd of terrified and/or soaked people in his wake.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(oh yes, and 1250 gp deduct'd)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Here hyu go!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There, now can you convert all this to holy water?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;46649-1250 = 46649 - 1250 = 45399&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Kellonites, amirite?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Can't even handle a single Deffbike.\

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I no rite.

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Y... yes, we can.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you kindly.&quot; Gnogglebolt smiles.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Pelor: You want HOW many blessings?!

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">That's what we said, shining one! &gt;.&gt;;;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hey, you said you'd do it if we got the silver.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">With Drow strength and my speed, delivery is done quickly. :3 Back to HQ.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And you know what?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Challenge Accepted. *.*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then pauses for a moment, and fishes out another five platinum and lays them on the table. &quot;And a donation to the temple, for your trouble. My sincere apologies for earlier about even insinuating you abandon your duties of caring for the needy, that was not my intention. I just...had a rough day.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;45399-50 = 45399 - 50 = 45349&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You might hear about it in the news tomorrow.&quot;

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see... Is there anyone in your group that needs specialized healing, or does Brother Lazarus have that covered already?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy...tink ve are goot, ja?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...He's covered it more than you know...&quot; Gnogglebolt says somewhat cryptically, as he trails off and looks away.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think we are, Shankfang. Let's go home.&quot;

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

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">VRRRRRRR!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And away the speed again!

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( &quot;Home, Jeeves. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( +&quot; ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once back at HQ, Gnogglebolt goes up to his room and flops into his bed for a night's rest.

* Thomas Lazarus remains interred in his room for almost the entire remainder of the day, up until nightfall, and into the evening.

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... It's kind of you to offer, sir, but would the other Guardians mind? I'd hate to steal a bed from someone. &quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aah, don't worry about it. If they raise a stink, you can borrow my bunk. I know the couches are comfortable.&quot; |3

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... that would invite another inquisition. &quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">augh, need lunch, brb!!!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh! But not before passing through the lobby...

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm? Oh, do need a place to sleep in this weather, miss Vesav?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Better an inquisition than letting someone freeze -- oh hi, Gnogglebolt.&quot; :.

* Shankfang the Deffrider tries not to make too much noise before sleepytimez.:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He waves a hand. &quot;Worry not about it. There's several unoccupied prime rooms and more than twenty bunkrooms just collecting dust.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We have like ten open beds... {|3

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Oh... I see. May I? &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Absolutely. Go right ahead, take your pick. They're all on the second floor.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Claimed ones have people's names on them.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Roll percentile to see what hilarious shenanigans you walk in on. *bricked*

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Thank you, sir. &quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You may want to avoid the first one on the right as you reach the second floor for now, though.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Soundproof! Soundproof!

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Are the minons spending the night here, or elsewhere?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The elves aren't the only noisy ones in the party anymore. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">You also forgot the cats, Shankfang. :B

* Thomas Lazarus unconsciously thanks the soundproofed walls while studying. =3=

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

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Hiyo. Moved the elves to their room in your absence. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Yes, Barbarus and Primera.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Map? :3

GM:<font color="#000000">I almost typed Barbarus and Shankfang. WTF, mental crackpairing generator.

GM:<font color="#000000">VG HQ.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Probably settling in to timeskip on the HQ.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">x3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Sorry Barbie, but I'm spoken for.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Minions stay, yus.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">They just sleep in their chairs, with the elves getting up to keep the fires going every so often.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl spirits away in the night.

You whisper to Meany: Where is he going?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; oh yeah, guess you didn' know, Barbarus and Primera are together-together. :B

Sszeyl whispers: Mustering Cave.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">No, I did not.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's a lot less romantic when you imagine the actual cat sound effects. *bricked*

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Well, not too romantically.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Damn, there go my plans to seduce Barbarus for a threesom. *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">just expand it to a foursome

GM:<font color="#000000">The snowfall intensifies through the night... until the dawn of a new day arrives on Damarron 20th, with the wind whistling and throwing a heavy veil of white down on the city. It's a bona-fide blizzard!

TMG:<font color="#000000">.....Anyway! For Lia's sake, let us timeskip to new day. :U

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah, there we are.

GM:<font color="#000000">Brr! It's even blowing my tentacles around!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt awakes in the morning, relatively refreshed, and heads down for breakfast.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas goes to the roof to pray this morning, but..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..It's in no condition to concentrate up there.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: we going to timeskip or is it fool around to stop the timeskip tiem?

You whisper to Railock: It's RP time. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">So, given the circumstances, his room suffices just fine.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">for once, gamal is not found cooking breakfast in the morning

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">New day!! Tathi casts detect scrying!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang awakens and heads downstairs.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Just before dawn, the Drowman returns.

* Talfeera likes to sleep in. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl, roll a Fort save.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, a Survival check.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+mood = 17 + 9 + 0 = 26&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Fort save!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Mod?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">The elves arrive early that morning through the front doors

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 14 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Wis check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs at the apparent absence of Gamal, and just procures something edible from the cabinets to gnaw on.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Goot mornink!&quot; :D

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Mmm, Violet's not awake yet? Poor thing must be sleeping in through the cold.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You manage to find your way to the HQ through the snow and wind.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hmm.'

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Good morning everyone. Lovely weather, isn't it?&quot;

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

Ceowulf:<font color="#CC0066">Still asleep.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">wtf we've been over why we don't sleep on couches around here. ;P

Ceowulf:<font color="#CC0066">Don't care.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...wait, what? xD

TMG:<font color="#000000">--oh, the whole Ed debacle. xP

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">You seem to forget that Barbarus goes through and cleans everything.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Anyway.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A bit after first light (such as it is), Tom finishes his prayers and dons his gear for the day. Plus a few extra chains strung to tomes and casket.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Morning Shankfang.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Slow, heavy knocks attack Thomas' door.

* Thomas Lazarus also dons the scarf his mom got him.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Door le open. &quot;Good morning.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">brb, grabbin a snack

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Good morning.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I would like to dicsuss business.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vere hef hyu tvo been? De SEEDS?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Dicsuss?

* Thomas Lazarus nods hesitatantly. &quot;Feel free to step inside if you would like privacy.&quot; He makes room.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">discuss*

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Of course. We live there.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus pulls the door shut after. &quot;What's on your mind this morning, friend?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Oh, ja, dat's right. Hy forgot hyu kan teleport.&quot; :o

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I would like to borrow a sum of eight thousand gold coins, if you have it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus flinches. ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus laughs a little nervously. &quot;I see. I'd love to oblige after all the times you've loaned to me, but.. predictably.. I'm short that much cash.&quot; x3 &quot;I have eighteen hundred right now. You're absolutely welcome to that, but, I expect you'll need to look for a second lender regardless.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mm.. perhaps Ed. I never see him spending his money.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I halfway expected that...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods solemnly. &quot;I'm sorry..&quot; ^^;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Are you doing the raising today?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods again, resolutely.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It's quite alright. But I feel that perhaps we should go a-hunting again for one of Castleton's local monsters.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;After your efforts, of course.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Back from unannounced AFK.

TMG:<font color="#000000">back as well

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Always a worthy goal. We'll see, though. Little is keeping us from heading north right now. It bothers me to think we're waiting on Yoriver..&quot; He looks distracted for a moment. &quot;..But.. indeed. We'll see how things work out.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you find a lead, you can of course count on my help.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider readies Rose!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt continuesd gnawing at breakfast, waiting for the rest of the Guardians to filter downstairs for the usual improptu meeting/smalltalk making

* Thomas Lazarus pauses. &quot;Curiosity is getting the best of me. Was the money for something private?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Oh no. I am looking to purchase a weapon with a specific magical enhancement.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But it is quite expensive.&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">A bard comes downstairs. &quot;Brr! Wow, some weather.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... where's Gamal?&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.. as I said. What I have, I offer to you. But it's surely not enough.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider shrugs and noms fruits.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm glad I at least got external shutters placed on all the windows.&quot; Gnogglebolt says to Edaric.

* Gamal-Junayd is..not cooking or anywhere downstairs

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs as well. &quot;Hasn't woken up yet, I suppose.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Weird... normally he's up around the time Tom is tinkering in the kitchen.&quot; :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy mfmmn fmmn mnm mnf.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Chew chew omnom.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... you don't think he caught something from the demons yesterday, do you?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;No. If we're going to Yoriver soon, then you'll need spending money.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs again. &quot;Maybe he's particularly sleepy today? Surely nothing worth--oh, I hardly think it would be anything like that...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; ....maybe we'll send Thomas to check on him just in case, though.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">How would you send Tom

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">To check on Tom?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Just knock on his door or something.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">To check on Gamal. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Ah.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... I half wonder if I could summon him by messing with the kitchen. &quot; |3c

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Worth a shot. |3 &quot;

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">No kitchen guard? Hot damn!

* Shankfang the Deffrider tips over a pot. :.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dum dee dum. Here I am, but a simple bard with absolutely no cooking skill whatsoever, attempting to make breakfast~&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">... &gt;:3

* Thomas Lazarus nods faintly. &quot;Well. Like I said, we have plenty of ascetic friends who hoard their money. At the very worst, this is Castleton. You could get a loan from a bank. Or even a &quot;lender&quot;.. although I don't particularly recommend it. Some unsavory sorts mixed in with others liable to brand you from stem to stern with tracking divinations and wanting your first born for collateral.&quot; =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I have consumed enough of your time.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 14&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Untrained Profession (cooking) check!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And yes, I happen to know some of Barbarus' minions work as loansharks.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus bows slightly. &quot;It's always alright.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Reputable loansharks, but still.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;May I ask what weapon you had in mind..?&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider attempt turns out halfway decent, it seems. :O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In a pinch, I can requisition.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl produces a sketch of a quarterstaff, not particularly fancy, but with a heavy whorled head. At the side are sketches of the head enveloped by ice, green smoke, lightning, and fire.

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

* Thomas Lazarus tilts his head. &quot;Exotic.. probably not something available in the armory. Oh well..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;An enchantment that provides a weak bit of elemental power. Not particularly strong, but it has all four at once, and can be swapped between endlessly.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Was worth a shot. I'll go look for work, then.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Oh, and I get the feeling that the kitchen is going to be a warzone soon, so best get food quickly.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvun vant zum...Hy'm not sure vat dis is, aktually.&quot; :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Gamal wasn't cooking food today, and people are pouring in.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods slowly. :.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm feeling courageous today.&quot; |3

* Thomas Lazarus steps out.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;But it hes vegetables und...oatmeal, Hy tink?&quot; :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Spot me a plate of whatever-that-is.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl goes off to the roof, and jumps off.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Plate'd!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom knocks two knuckles on Gamal's door lightly. &quot;Gamal..? Are you still resting? Feeling alright?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;.. okay this is unnerving. Gamal should have been down here in swords by now.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... okay, now I'm worried.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl goes off to find the Bronze Boot!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">you here a muffled voice saying &quot;It's cold&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, having poked his plate and taken a bite of the food Shankfang made, looks up. &quot;...Huh. You're right.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">and I'm betting Gamal's regretting getting a window-room, huh? xD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Definitely. Blizzard today. You should come on out of there. I know bed is warm, but if you get dressed and come down by the fire, it's better.&quot; {|3

RAM:<font color="#990000">You do realize how balls to the wall cold deserts get in the winter, right?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">they don't snow

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Gamal lives in a fake desert with a volcano. :B ))

* RAM had to suffer through it on his last deployment.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am dressed, I'll just wait till the unnatural rain goes away. I feel like sleeping in.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Only because they don't have the required amount of moisture for snow.

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Okay.. I trust you to say something if you're feeling sickly, though, okay?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm fine. Better if you can get rid of the white stuff outside.&quot;

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Dr. Keppler: &quot;I prescribe burn down the building.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider tries his luck with a different recipe! &#171; &#160;1d20 = 17&#160;  &#187; Cooking!

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's just snow, silly. It's going to get worse before it gets better, so try to get used to it, okay?&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, meanwhile, returns to eating the adequate food Shanfang made.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy chust made even better food!&quot; :O

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do'nt have to like it? Don't like this time of year, would rather be home around now. Don't have to deal with it.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail is quietly nibbling trail rations.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright, I won't fuss over it then.&quot; Tom figures everything is going to be alright, and leaves Gamal in peace.

TMG:<font color="#000000">....huh. Actually, I just realized. How is Thomas talking to Gamal from outside the room when they're supposed to be soundproof? Plothoooooooles... :U (suppose could be explained away by cracking the door open, though)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy tink did vun iz...zum kind uf pamkake?&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well presumably the doors aren't one hundred percent soundproof. I don't even know how we would manage that with wood and stone.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy don' remember uzing henny flour, dough...&quot; :.

* Thomas Lazarus heads downstairs, preceeded by the sounds of clinking chains and gear.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und strawberrehs.&quot; :9

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">brb

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hears the cliniking approaching. &quot;Oh, good morning, Thomas.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Upon entering, he sees Shankfang at the counter, covered in various ingredients.

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I only remember one room being sound proof.. ya know, the room nobody uses. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">ghost; no, it was -supposed- to be the whole building.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, and he's wearing a frilly pink apron. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">But we disregard it half the time anyway. :B

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">It's sufficiently late in the day now that a few words float out the air around Gnogglebolt. &quot;Vigilant Guardians - Due to the incliment weather, it is your choice whether you wish to meet today or postpone our discussion. Reply with your decision.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=w=; &quot; I bet that would get him up.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guh! What--&quot; Gnogglebolt's head snaps up.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Here, try zum!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh wait--&quot; Gnogglebolt then clamps his mouth shut as he realizes what's going on.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Uh.. alright. Some 'what'?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He sits and thinks for a moment, then gets out a quill and parchment and writes Meet today?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He holds it up to the others.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Meet with who?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances over. &quot;...?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy made veggies wif oatmeal or zummtink, und zum kind uf strawberry pamkake!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks. Apparently the others can't hear. He scribbles quickly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;But Hy don' remember uzink flour for it...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;.. you just got a sending, didn't you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Holding up the parchment now; ''I just got that silly magic-words thing sent to me by the treasurer. Do we want to meet to day, or postpone due to weather?''

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Another thing I don't like about that idiot spell. It cannot wait for a reply.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Anyway, I'm all for meeting.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus is distracted. &quot;I see..&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;As am I.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Tough it doez eksplain vere de eggs kame from.&quot; Shankfang points to an egg yolk splattered on his apron.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was about to leave anyways, honestly. Yes, let's meet today. A little blizzard isn't going to dissuade me. Not from this.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods, and scribbles. I have no problemw ith today as well.

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Shankfang again. =w=;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz aktually pretty goot!&quot; :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He then speaks aloud. &quot;Ah yes, sorry sir, let us indeed meet today. Weather will not stop us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I think I'll pass for right now, friend. I'm not much for veggies or oatmeal anyways.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um...how do I end this? Do I just keep talking until it runs out?&quot;

* Dr. Hatari snrks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;: Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">They got my gender wrong again, dear.

* TMG counts words

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;But...Hy vorked so hard on it...&quot; &gt;: Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes, another impracticality about the spell..&quot; Tathi says, and starts scribbling in her spellbook.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">It's just the robes, honey.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom wraps his scarf up over the lower half of his face. &quot;Save me some for later.&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, well, I guess it's over... at any rate.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Svallowtail, Taddi, Aelian?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hey vant zum?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Thomas. While you're here...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm going to the ___ outpost now to...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, and Ed.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Actually, DM, we skipped those details.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ed, too.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I think we're all leaving, Shankfang.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Where did the bodies get stowed away? Thomas would not have kept his plans a secret.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oddly enough -- Hatari, you might get a chuckle out of this -- Lafariafel's token is a picture of Marisa. :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our agenda today. So, there's the ressurecting of those guards who died, right? I'd like to accompany for that.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...But...but Hy vorked so hard...&quot; &gt;: Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, I always knew.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's how I instantly concluded it was a woman. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ask the folks in the common room, Shankfang.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Anyway. Thomas, I also wanted to ask you.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The bodies have been taken to the Palm outpost in the city; one of the fallen was one of their knights, after all. The treasurers planned to meet you there.

* Shankfang the Deffrider pokes his head out.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you know if we're waiting on anything in particular before we head out to Yoriver? I also know that there's supposed to be one of the dragons for Sszeyl on the way, should we visit the Torises first about that as well?&quot;

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

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh, why not, sure.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom nods to Gnogglebolt. &quot;Anyone's free to come along for that, of course.. but, it's not really going to be that much of a time-consuming ordeal. Or, it shouldn't be. A three minute ritual. Probably an exchange of words. Wouldn't hold it against anyone if they didn't want to march through a blizzard with me just to stand nearby.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am fine, thank you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Back.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ed gets plate'd!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mm. Indeed. I was going to ask the Commander about that situation today, in fact.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">With some of each meal. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And I've no idea where these dragons even live.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I...really do want to see it, actually. Also, I think the treasurer said they're going to meet us at the Palm headquarters.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Best to check in with Nathan.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Alright, well...I suppose we've got our to-do list for today.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">So.

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his forehead. &quot; Sheesh.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Fort and Survival to find the Boot?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oi, minionz! Breakfast!&quot; &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sure -- why are you headed to the Boot? ^^;

Ragnar:<font color="#CC0066">They all hold up trail rations.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take care of the ressurections, talk to the treasurer, talk to Nathaniel, talk to the commander?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Looking for a quick gig for moar lootz. 8B

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Adventurers' greed is truly insatiable.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Just take a loan from the NPCs, we don't have time for a solo-adventure before all this business, silly. :B

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Indeed, dear.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Dragon.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl you doof I have like 40k sitting around. -3-

* Shankfang the Deffrider sads. Only two people are trying the breakfast he made. &gt;: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at shankfang. &quot;For what it's worth, I liked breakfast...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Your cooking modifier is worse than Swallowtail's, and you don't know how it got made. =3=;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh hey, Tom... Before you go...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It tastes good!

* Shankfang the Deffrider rolled a 14 and a 17!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you seen Gamal this morning?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes?&quot; Scarved &amp; chained Tom looks over. Ready for blizzards n ressurectin'! &gt;:|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sort of, yes. He's sleeping in.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He seems to really, really hate the cold.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, so...anyone in particular want to come with us to speak to the treasurer, or Nathaniel?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Brb.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... well... given the weather, I know I'd feel safer if you went along, Ael. It's way too easy to get turned around in a blizzard.&quot; To Tom: &quot;Ohh. Okay. We were worried he'd caught something from fighting the demons yesterday since he didn't pounce on us for using his kitchen.&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Nathaniel is one of the Dragunz, right?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Nathaniel Toris, grandpa dragon. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Terri's granddad.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vanna go zee Terri!&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt chuckles. &quot;Alright then, come along...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He said he's alright, although I didn't check. He seems like the type that wouldn't go hiding something like that from us. Of course, we'll know later and I'll feel lousy if I'm wrong, but, ... &quot; =w=;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will stay here. Where it is warm.&quot; =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright.&quot; Winter!Tom marches outside into the blizzard. He doesn't mind the cold, even if it is harder to navigate today.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt heads outside with Thomas et al.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi gang is close behind, elven hounds playing about in the snow all around them. :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Hey, wait up!&quot; Winterbard follows after triple-securing his lute.

* Shankfang the Deffrider follows, shirtless as usual.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Who wants to roll Survival -- ohhhhhh jeez.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Shankfang, roll three Fort saves.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Shankfang. You idiot. -3-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see. It wasn't stated, but the player's first guess as to where the body/ressurection rendesvous would be the Palm headquarters building. Let's say it was established before the group left Crane Farm. We have follow-up business there anyways.

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Shankfang have you completely lost your mind!? Go get some proper clothes on, now!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 17 + 4 = 21&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Fort!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 19 + 4 = 23&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Fort!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Fort!

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is most definitely suited up in cold-weather attire, as well as his usual cargo pack &amp; equipment.

GM:<font color="#000000">I already said the bodies were at Palm HQ... ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">GM: The bodies have been taken to the Palm outpost in the city; one of the fallen was one of their knights, after all. The treasurers planned to meet you there.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well I wasn't paying enough attention. Whose fault is that, huh, mink?! &gt;:O *bricked*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Wait, what? Who is that? What is that? I don't remember this. Did the DM explain that? Is that part of our objectives?

GM:<font color="#000000">Shankfang, you take &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; points of nonlethal cold damage, and you are treated as fatigued as hypothermia sets in.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Snowdrow returns to the HQ.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Damn, I though I rolled high enough.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Knock knock knock on Catdoors.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks to the side as Shankfan's green skin starts to turn an unnatural white.

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Que?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Shankfang, seriously, get some clothes on...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Jeez! Shankfang, are you crazy?! Where's your cloak?! And your shirt?!&quot; O_o;;;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Shankfang shirts for no one.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hello hello. What's up?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">He fights for freedom. From clothes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I wish to negotiate a loan.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;For whom, what purpose, what sum?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone else, also please roll Fort. And someone please roll Survival before the DM decides where you end up? =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">Shankfang is part of the Topfree movement. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 19 + 5 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Myself, to purchase a magicked weapon, and eight thousand gold.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm f-fine. Hy d-do dis to help toughen myself up.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Fort? Oh geeze... &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Fort: &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 10 + 9 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; {:3

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 11 + 4 = 15&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; fortitude save!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, nailed it. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Bottom drawer, under the deerskin, they're in one-hundred gold ingots.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">--wait, oops, saves not updated

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+fortitude = 16 + 6 = 22&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Thank you. I will have you paid back shortly.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Oh, I know.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">:\

* Thomas Lazarus sighs heavily during the trek.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We're going to the Aureate Palm headquarters in the city, silly.&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd is happy he's staying under blankets instead of braving the snow

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">....

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They're going to arrest you and clothe you if you don't do it yourself.&quot; :B

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Little snarky takes refuge against Gnogglebolt's chest, well inside the folds of his cold-weather outfit.

* Edaric takes off his cloak and drapes it over Shankfang -- you feel more charismatic and resistant in addition to a little warmer. &quot;Come on, you're gonna get frostbite.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">We got 12k gold from the arena's first dungeon, right?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tough, H-hy'v been m-more focused on my reflexes d-den my tuffness l-lately.&quot; ^^;

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

* Edaric waits for Aelian to lecture him. &gt;.&gt; *brick'd*

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

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

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

<font color="#990000"> ^^;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;And now what are you going to do about the cold, Ed?&quot; &gt;:(

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

* Shankfang the Deffrider nabs Ed and HUGZ!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt chances a look up.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;That works.&quot; ^^;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be fine, it's just to Palm HQ -- ACK!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Guys, the street signs are whited out from the snow. Where are we going? Who's following who?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Aelian, you're good at finding the way, right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Roll survival already. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Roll a 1 rolla 1 roll a 1...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Quit playing Sword of the Stars. :B

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">NO.

* Edaric flails and points to Aelian. &quot;Follow the hunter!&quot; :3 &quot; Ow Shankfang leggo really I'm okay. &quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Totally forgot about the survival stuff, sorry. XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh hush, I'm not hugging you -that- hard. :P

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 7 + 14 = 21&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; survival!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">To a weapon store for a masterwork Quarterstaff. :V

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 10 + 4 = 14&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; survival!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I'm a bard. *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+mood = 4 + 9 + 0 = 13&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Fort save!

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Total of 23. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 7 + 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Wis check!

TMG:<font color="#000000">...I would have thought Aelian's response to be &quot;GEEZE YOUR HANDS ARE FREEZING GEROFF ME.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">|3

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl not only gets lost, he takes &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; points of cold damage and becomes fatigued.

TMG:<font color="#000000">er, I mean

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh hush. You're not that spoony.

GM:<font color="#000000">The rest of the party finds their way to Palm HQ!

GM:<font color="#000000">... now where the devil was Sszeyl going? ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You have almost as much HP asme! And I have 8 Fighter levels!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Mundane weapons shop. :x

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll another Survival check -- you can't see any signs through the snow.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up as the unmistakable headquarters of the Aureate Palm comes into view. &quot;Excellent, thanks Aelian.&quot; Gnogglebolt goes up the entrance steps with everyone.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Not a problem. Good to see snow doesn't surprise the hounds. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Wis check!

GM:<font color="#000000">A mundane weapon shop is found!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shakes off the snow on his clothes that he can before entering the lobby.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Calrach, why are you still creeping outside the HQ? *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">-300 for the quarterstaff. &gt;|O

GM:<font color="#000000">Palm HQ is blessedly warm and dry.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahh, warm in here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">then to the Pearldust!

GM:<font color="#000000">It would be -600 for a masterwork quarterstaff.

* Shankfang the Deffrider carries Ed in and sets him down before returning the cloak.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Oh right. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Can you wait for the Pearldust until I'm not juggling ten million characters? :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenks again.&quot; :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Unless you want one well-made end and one dull-ass rubbish end. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">OH HEY I NEED TO SCRY ON MY DAD RIGHT NOW - *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so they took a bit fo wood, polished one up nice, and left the other looking like ass eh?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks around for the nearest Palm attendant, or the relevant parties in question if they happen to be in the lobby right now.

* Edaric hands the cloak back. &quot;Nah, keep it on until we find you another one. You're shivering like mad.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus dusts the snow and ice from his shoulders and head. xo

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu sure?&quot; :o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're lucky our moms aren't here, mister. You would be sweater'd like no tomorrow.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">--oh right, Gnogglebolt got a sweater/scarf from Nina, didn't he? :o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He is wearing it right now as part of his cold weather attire. |3

* Thomas Lazarus is already wearing a floofy scarf. Equipped effects: +1 love.

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

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come in, come in out of the weather -- welcome to the hall of the Aureate Palm. What brings you out here in this snow?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I can wait, yep.

* Thomas Lazarus raises a hand in greeting.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Bringink pipple back to life!&quot; :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Playing with the very concept of Life and Death itself!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">WE ARE MASTERS OF FATE! &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We had a meeting with a few royal treasurer agents ... and, yes, a ritual to perform with some unfortunate souls that are likely with them. Agents in their stead, killed by Tanar'ri.&quot;

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- So you're the Vigilant Guardians. Identification, please, inquisitor?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus withdraws his LMS badge from a breast pocket and hands it over.

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right this way, sirs, madam.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">We need to have some badges made. :E

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Or Gnoggle could start making them watches.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">:B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We don't really have very much authority, though. We just make mind-boggling amounts of money in short periods of time.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">So the badge would only be useful at like, bars and parties. *bricked*

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The treasury agents are sitting outside of a room, and nod upon your approach.

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vigilant Guardians. Your dedication is impressive.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Brb 1 more shake. Icing toaster strudels. :9 *bricked* ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- TEA :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I FORGOT MY TEA.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">FETCH, LIA!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;We do try.&quot; Tathi says with a smirk.

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

* Dr. Hatari devizes Liatai IRC summoning ritual.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You light some candles, then you take a teacup, and whisper, &quot; dragons&quot;

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">...That just might work! :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heh heh, yeah, we had Lia-summoning rituals way back when as well, when...we didn't all stay in chat 24/7 xP

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( Close. The word for summoning is 'plotz'. ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">X3

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;The fallen are within, as well as the diamond supplies. Would you prefer to perform miracles before or after signing some paperwork?&quot; The woman smiles faintly.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Before.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">PAPERWOOOOOOEK! *shakes fist*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.. it's simply the just thing to do. There's no way we can accept such a sum of money in one hand, while in the other holding the power to undo carnage indirectly wrought because of us. These soldiers deserve a second chance. And no one deserves to be reaped by The Many.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods. &quot;Indeed. Thought...looking at this paperwork beforehand probably wouldn't be remiss...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">--0oops

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">no, strike that

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll need some time to prepare. Be my guest..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">misread something. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">--ooor not. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..Thomas surrepititiously escapes the paperwork. :B

* Thomas Lazarus flees.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs and looks to the treasurer expectantly.

* Shankfang the Deffrider burns the paperwork to ash.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">*brick'd*

* Dr. Hatari finishes noms. &gt;:9

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ahem, yes, srs. &gt;:| *lick*

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The treasurer displays the paperwork. &quot;A fairly straightforward arrangement. One thousand, six hundred fifteen gold pieces to be paid to each of the thirteen claimants on Coronation Day of the next five years, in addition to fifteen thousand gold pieces worth of diamonds, paid immediately and in full, and four hundred fifty four gold pieces and ninety-two copper pieces from the sale of the valuables found within the caverns per claimant, paid immediately and in full.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus removes his scarf and steps past the way to look over the fallen. Once everything is checked on, and he finds the diamond supplies ready, he kneels down and begins intoning a very solemn prayer under his breath.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;All that remains is to designate an address where each claimant would prefer the funds to be sent, and to designate an heir should the claimant perish and fail to be revived at any point in the next five years&quot;

Ghostwish: <font color="#9933ff">(( Pelor: YOU! Do you have ANY idea how many prayers for holy water I had to answer!? Why I oughta... ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Nyoro~n {:3c

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should you wish to discuss the matter of inheritance in private, or at a later date, this can also be done.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi scribbles down her information in a flowing, elven script, designating the organization of SEEDS as her current heir.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian does the same, but thankfully in common, and designates his family.

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Hi! Hi! I'm so slobbering on your chair right now. :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang wites out his info, the address being his and Talfeera's new home, and Talfeera being his heir.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After a few minutes of energy channeling and incanting, the nearby diamonds begin to burn away into the air as a silvery, luminous dust. He finally stops murmuring and opens his eyes with a determined look. &quot;Here goes..&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can we choose to split the remaining funds between two individuals if we're not able to claim them?&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, you may.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright. Well...&quot; Gnogglebolt looks over the paperwork. &quot;For everyone here except Tathi, I suppose the funds can be sent to the current address of our headquarters for now, as most of our band is not here at the moment, so they should be allowed to re-set their individual mailing addresses later if they so choose. Likewise, I don't know if anyone has a designated heir, so I'll be sure to bring that up to all of them later today and have them set that.&quot;

* Edaric nods, and writes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, for everyone here who does have a different address and heir, go ahead and fill it in, I'll set the default address as our HQ for now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Each of the dead guards are touched on the forehead with an index finger. Naturally, they're under no magical compulsion to revive. It's the decision of the soul. But those that accept the ressurection get a white flash of life back into their bodies as a sudden, violent returning breath gets inhaled.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Since they're all apparently level 1, they suffer from some constitution loss. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once that's set, Gnogglebolt turns his attention to Thomas' work, and watches intently

GM:<font color="#000000">The DM did all that math. The paladin was level 2.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Math'd D: RAM:<font color="#990000">Hmm...which spell was it that rezzez people without the level loss? :.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Or True Ressurection maybe.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Or True Resurrection.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ninja'd. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">However you spell it. :B

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

* RAM assumes that's a much higher level spell. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But it takes a level 17 cleric and costs twenty five thousand gold.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So yeah, kings only.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Or, you know, level 17~ish adventurers. :B

* Thomas Lazarus looks quite anxious post-casting. He's only assuming, not knowing, that he did it all right. D: Guard 1:<font color="#000000">The room is silent for a long time... until one of the guards attempts to sit up with a start and nearly falls off the cot he was laid out on, looking around wildly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Catch'd!

Guard 1:<font color="#000000">Which is a vast improvement from how he was before -- this was one of the ones with burst eyes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oi, easy dere.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, meanwhile, is watching with a wide-eyed expression. o.o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">This is the first time in his life he's seen someone brought back from the hereafter.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">So's Aelian. Unlike Tathi, he's not seen this before.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu vere chust rezzed, hyu are goink to be a bit disoriented.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He's at a loss for words.

* Thomas Lazarus raises a hand. &quot; Easy.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">You were there for Aelian. :V

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">And seen how many zombies.

Guard 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Where --&quot; he croaks. &quot;Who --&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">No, he wasn't.

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah no zombies don't count.

TMG:<font color="#000000">He stayed behind on the ship because I was gone.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt needed to be told about it later, sillies.

TMG:<font color="#000000">He did not see Aelian rezzed.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Aureate Palm HQ, Kastleton. Und dis guy.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider points at Tom.

* Thomas Lazarus offers a smile. He seems relieved. ^^

Aureate Knight 1:<font color="#000000">&quot; .... so I... &quot; The paladin is sitting up more carefully, her eyes wide. She lays a hand on her chest. &quot;... by the Sun, it was beautiful... &quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian smirks and nods. He understands this part, at least.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Velkome back.&quot; :3

* Ghostwish checks the DM. &quot;You're not going to need tissues for your own NPC, are you?&quot; :P

Guard 2:<font color="#000000">This guy hasn't moved yet. Though he's clearly breathing. Just looking around and listening.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're out of tissues anyway. ^^;

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">That is a mathematician's answer! &gt;:P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He bows slightly. &quot; I imagine so. You'll return some time -- when your true time comes. Thank you, all of you, for your service. The Tanar'ri were all vanquished. The petrified were returned to normal. And now, your lives are yours again. Paid from the copper sale, if you're at all curious.&quot; He smiles a bit more.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot; Bronze, inquisitor. &quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Huh. Iz poetik.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot; Shhh, dear. &quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus handwaves.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, without moving, seems to find his words.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De tink dey vere tryink to get iz de very tink dat brought back de pipple dey killed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Bronze is primarily a copper alloy.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But he's still watching the three people with the same expression.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Alloy of copper and tin.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">So there. &gt;:O

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Guard 2. &quot;...&quot;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot; Primarily, but not entirely and with different properties than pure copper -- &quot; And then he's nudged by his wife.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( No one gives Tin it's credit. ))

* Shankfang the Deffrider pokes Guard 2.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sir. Can you hear me? It's alright now. It's not a dream, nor a trick. You can rise now.&quot;

Guard 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;You... you did that for us?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus simply nods.

Guard 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;For perfect strangers?&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;We don't like seeing good men and women felled by the forces of evil when we can do something about it.&quot;

* Guard 2 just nods. &quot; Thank you. I'm waiting for my head to stop spinning. &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perfect strangers that stood and fought fiends intruding in the world because of us, while we were rewarded a sum that could buy several mansions on contract.&quot; He looks down. &quot;There's no way.. ... ..just no way I could've stood aside and done nothing.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So.. get up. Go on, and live. Spend your second chance how you see fit. You owe us nothing. I'd only ask you keep living with the courage you ended your service with.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Except you, George. Seriously fuck that guy. *BRICKED*

Aureate Knight 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;No... not ended. Thanks to you.&quot; The paladin pauses, then chuckles quietly. &quot;... I'll need to rethink my stance on the Leaden Mace, now. Apparently they don't replace inquisitors' hearts with stone ones upon initiation.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Only zum uf dem.&quot; :B

* Thomas Lazarus simply offers a smile.

* Liatai had to double-check and make sure none of the guards was named George. :B *brick'd*

* Thomas Lazarus finally stands up.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...Well! That went pretty well.&quot; He can't stop beaming.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is smiling as well.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm glad you could do this, Thomas.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Add another to the smile club. :)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Why else were we here again?&quot; |D;;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot; For paperwork. &quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt snorts. &quot;The paperwork, but that's done already.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you wanted to add a personal mailing address or heir now.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus considers.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Kind of. May I have a pen?&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Between everyone in the room, there's bound to be a pen somewhere.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I don't have the pen. Who's got the pen? |D;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You probably have cantrips for them. :T

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Mordenkainen's Find a Gotdamn Pen.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You know someone would make that.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't have the pen.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rolls his eyes and holds out a pen.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh, what was it. Mordenkainen's Swanky Manor, I think? :B

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">I hear statistically that's the most common use of Locate Object. *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Magnificent Mansion. Close.

RAM:<font color="#990000">No, Magnificent Mansion sucks.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Swanky Manor is much better.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">In any case, Thomas signs away his own payment rights. Payable in charity to the Redtree temple of the sun in the event of his demise.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mordenkainen's Penthouse Suite?*brick'd*

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">If the player earns any more Light Side points in this scene he's going to hurl.

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

* You roll to yourself: DM Note - Ed's share would split between home and Aelian. =&gt; Invalid expression: DM Note - Ed's share would split between home and Aelian..Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hey, I'd kill to get the Light Side points you're getting!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...oh wait killing is Dark Side, isn't it. -3-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But that's the opposite of how you -- D: RAM:<font color="#990000"><b>THOMAS

</b> RAM:<font color="#990000">COME TO THE DARK SIDE

RAM:<font color="#990000"><b>WE HAVE COOKIES

</b> Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's dark over there, you need to turn on some lights or you might trip and fall over something. I hear they don't install any hand-rails over in that setting. &gt;: Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excuse me, Vigilant Guardians?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja?&quot;

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

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a messenger waiting in the lobby to speak with you.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems a little numb to the world still, as the gravity of his actions continues fully sinking in. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh? Alright...&quot;

* TMG looks at Palm tokens

TMG:<font color="#000000">Isoceles right triangle tokens? :B

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

* Cedric Nothasca files away the paperwork, casting a spell over them as he seals them in envelopes. You may roll Spellcraft if you want, but it's not necesary.

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomaaaaaaas &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">LIA IS SHAPEMIND. :B

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( X3 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">(admittedly I get the giggles every time somebody dares to break THE SHAPE :B ) *brick'd*

* Thomas Lazarus seems to have lost all sense of place. He has folded his arms and commenced a thoughtful stare into empty space. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt heads to the lobby to meet this messenger

Guard 1:<font color="#000000">The guards are getting their footing again in the next room. The paladin has sunk into meditation.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Oh, ram, Vargoth's here again, he says hi.)

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...and a few other things I will not repeat. :B )

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Tell him he needs to appear moar.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">We need his miracle Sniper-ness in MvM matches.

TMG:<font color="#000000">meany; he says he's having 'issues' right now with steam

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Here is you, full of yourself. Then briefly surprised. Then dead.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">he suspects one of his roomates is constantly downloading torrents

TMG:<font color="#000000">(actually, move this chat to irc :U )

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Tell him that's why god gave us shotguns.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">Well, that's a familiar face in the lobby. Roll Spot checks, please.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Spot? &#171; &#160;1d20 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d20+22 = 13 + 22 = 35&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d20+22 = 13 + 22 = 35&#160; &#187;.Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 5 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 8&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Spot!

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 6 + 13 = 19&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; spot

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 6&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Spot! :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I found an Ed! :D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hi Ed!

You whisper to Ghostwish: For Aelian - Hey, wait a second, doesn't Silverthrush have scars over his left eye?

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">The messenger looks up as the Guardians approach, the shoulders of his cloak covered in snow. &quot;Hail, Guardians.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hail, our friendly neighborhood mysterious messenger.&quot; Gnogglebolt says.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What mysterious message do you have for us today?&quot; Gnogglebolt seems in high spirits. :P

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

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, you seem cheery today. Good news from the Palm?&quot;

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

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">Touch attack, please, Shankfang, and roll another Spot check.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 1 + 12 = 13&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Touch attack, and &#171;  &#160;1d20 = 13&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; spot!

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian's eyes narrow suddenly. He nudges Ed, and whispers something

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">Shankfang hugs the bench. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You touched the ground.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">With your face.

* Shankfang the Deffrider trips, apparently.

Aelian whispers: That mind reading trick. Do it. His scar is missing.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">What did that bench ever do to you?

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">He nudges Tathi, and whispers something too.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow.. but then her eyes narrow as well.

* Edaric 's eyes widen, and he tries to look contemplative. &quot;You could say that.&quot; He hums a little tune.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Doof, distractions. Catchin up ))

* Meany drives by in golf cart.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt watches Shankfang amusedly, glances back at Aelian's quiet whisperings, and figures on asking about that later.

* Meany pushes Tom in.

* Shankfang the Deffrider stands back up and brushes snow off.

* Meany runs down party.

* Meany pushes Tom out onto their corpses.

* Meany drives off.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;A few, actually. Though only one of them could be construed as truly mysterious, I'm afraid.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, actually, Thomas here just got done...well...returning three souls who met unfortunate ends yesterday back to life.&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, you want to speak with us?&quot;

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

* Edaric 's eyes widen, and he steps closer to Tathi and Aelian.

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

* Thomas Lazarus finally snaps back into reality.

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

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

You whisper to Ghostwish: &quot;... Tathi, is there some kind of trick that makes someone look like they're not there to thought-detecting magic?&quot; o_o;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 16 + 15 = 31&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

* Shankfang the Deffrider moves near Ed, Tathi and Aelian. &quot;Hy get de feelink Hy missed summtink?&quot; :.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning. Been doing miracles, I hear.&quot; The messenger smiles.

* Thomas Lazarus looks a little down, briefly. {:3 &quot;Indeed.. ... ..just delivering the will of the sun god from on high.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But, was there something that brought you do us in spite of this blizzard?&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Oh, a host of them. A handful of magic items, nondetection, a particularly canny user of a major image...

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi nods to Edaric, and then whispers something to Aelian.

Aelian whispers: Kor is going to try and sneak up and touch him. :3

Kor whispers: No, wait change of plans.

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

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;A spot of business, that's all. Firstly, an order of fifty pounds of holy water is on its way to Vigilant Guardian headquarters. Granted, it may be a holy ice cube in this weather by the time it gets there.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian very cautiously draws an arrow out of his quiver.

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;So.&quot; Tathi suddenly speaks up. &quot;Haron Silverthrush. Why are you missing the scars above your left eye?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, that. Yes, I placed the order last night.&quot;

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

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">The messenger blinks. &quot;Beg your pardon?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks and turns his head back to Tathi...and notices that Aelian is drawing an arrow. &quot;What the--&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang rests a hand on Rose.

* Haron Silverthrush reaches up and touches his left eye, then gestures. &quot; Shh, shh, keep it down. No need for weapons. &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; What's going on here? &quot; Gnogglebolt asks as a general question to everyone present.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot; Good eye, though. Very good eye. Not that it'd help you with the real Silverthrush. His are fake, too. &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Who are you and why are you pretending to be Silverthrush?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sobers considerably, and Haron gets a glowing blue glare. Detect evil! ... But since the player is entirely confident in knowing who this is, feedback isn't really necessary.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot; Our mutual skulking friend told me somebody would miss his mysterious messages at the mysteriously right time, so I figured I'd try, just try my hand at pulling off an impression. With one detail off, though, just one. See how long it would take you to notice. I did all right, didn't I? &quot; |3

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">No evil detected!

* Thomas Lazarus =3='s with a light huff. &quot;...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy didn' even notice.&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot; I do have messages for you, though. Not just the holy ice cube, no, no, not just the holy ice cube. &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Neither did I...&quot;

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there a problem over here, citizens?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well, doesn't matter, I guess.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to the knight and shakes his head. &quot;No, sir. Just catching up on some business.&quot;

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well, then...&quot; Though the knight does give your group a quick once-over with faintly glowing eyes before heading back to his post.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would have come to your headquarters, but the snow turned me around, and lo and behold, there you were entering Palm headquarters.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and looks back to the Not-Heron. &quot;Well.. that's fine, I guess. Tricks and giggles aside, I assume the messages for us were real, yes?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Someone failed their Survival check. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Or succeeded and lied.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:V

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You can never trust a squiggly. &gt;:O

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course. I have two others. One is SEEDS business. Lady Eyllisaearsithek? You may be pleased to know that your detractors have withdrawn their fliers for re-editing.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi brightens up immediately. &quot;Really now? I wonder what may have made them do that.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus hypocritically hugs Mink plushie. &gt;|

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;News of your meeting with the countess has spread quickly. You may find Eytherinu growing quickly when the snow dies down.&quot;

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

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;And finally... a message from the actual messenger himself.&quot; 'Silverthrush' leans forward a little on the bench, lowering his voice, and two sunken lines quickly trace themselves over his left eye. &#171; &#160;1d20+32 = 4 + 32 = 36&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Disguise check~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; :9

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">WHO'RE YOU :O

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;When you arrive in the devils' town, should you find your road impassable, search for the lightless lanterns in the coal black depths.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Really.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">That cliche, Haron?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Really.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He's not Haron, he's our eccentric game-playing doppleg&#228;nger friend. :B

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

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot; Suitably mysterious? &quot; ^^ Seeing Silverthrush make a ^^ face is... kind of unnatural. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt puzzles over the message.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Suitably mysterious indeed&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;As usual, I suppose it will make sense when we get there.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hope so.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They all have in the past, Shankfang.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">The message was from Haron.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Izzy delivered it.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I need to make supper. Tummy growlin'. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I'll be in and out.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot; Before you ask, I don't know what exactly that means, either. He just asked me to tell you. &quot; ^^ &#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 19 + 20 = 39&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Bluff, perhaps?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">You have had three meals in the course of this game fatarse. *BRICKED*

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Not even gonna bother trying.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 11 + 5 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 19 + 11 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do appreciate the effort that was made look like our usual messenger. Thank you. Though, don't take it the wrong way if I say I'm uncomfortable that I can be blinkered like that, and I'm glad I have folks like Aelian around.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">SO CLOSE &gt;:|

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;All the more reason to stick together, then.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms again. &quot; Well, they're both ornery, anyways.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If that was all...&quot; Tom glances at a window and frowns.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was all. Travel safely, Guardians.&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">He then peers at Shankfang. &quot;... how are you not frozen solid?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Drated weather. It's going to be troublesome getting all these errands done.&quot;

* Ghostwish peeks in.

* Meany pepper sprays.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you not have a coat?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Barbie offered everyone some tiger coats.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I've had 2, you wanker. :P

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And he has lots of wolf coats left.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 8 + 7 = 15&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Sense Motive on the magical beast!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">wait, sorry, dopple's not a magical beast XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Lame excuses are what he has.&quot; =3=

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 4 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 5&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; wisdom check!

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

* Ghostwish pops out.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef a koat. Hy chust don' use it very much.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

* Haron Silverthrush holds up a hand. &quot;Wait, wait, wait, just a moment, just a moment.&quot; The 'messenger' unslings his bag, sets it on his lap, and starts rummaging through... ... ... good grief from what you can see it's a costumer's dream in there. A half-orc-sized winter coat is tossed to Shankfang. &quot;There you go.&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">^^

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">*Don'd*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu!&quot; :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Knowledge: Planes &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Please stop making that face with Silverthrush's face, it's creepy as hell.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 16 + 12 = 28&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Hug attack!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">THE ELEMENTAL PLANE OF COATS. :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HA! Gotcha this time!

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot; Sorry. Is this better? &quot; &gt;:|

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Don't be so sure.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">You do! And it still feels like hugging a rubber toy. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Question~

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Remember that Third Eye Dampener?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Squeezy squeezy squeeze! :D

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">What happens if you activate it on a Maximized spell?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Well if we've got Maximized spells coming at us, the DM is obviously pissed off, and it does nothing. Logic. *bricked* ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, well...anything else? We have some other people we should visit today as well.&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, wait, wait wait wait.&quot; The 'messenger' wiggles a little, lifting a cloth bundle out of the inner pocket of the coat. &quot;There, now it's clean, clean as can be.&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was it.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Aaand releas'd. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What was that was that drugs =3= &#171;

<i> &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

</i>Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">After one last SQUEEEEEZE!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">-- Good lord I feel like Miron. GET OUTTA HERE SQUIGGLY. &gt;:O

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">I'm going, I'm going! ^^

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Bai bai Squooshy!&quot; :D

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I doubt the Pearldust is open today, but, since it's also his home, Nathan is probably there.&quot;

Haron Silverthrush: <font color="#000000">It was totally not drugs. *BRICK'D* Owww~! Well it's true, poison typically isn't considered a drug just because it's -- *BRICK'D* OWW~!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">How fortuitous.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And I need to request a status update from Ashmore. Our weapons are done, and sitting on our hands just.. feels way too wrong.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I was also heading for the Pearldust.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Two or three hours ago. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">*brick*\

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. So...where to next, first? The Toris place, or the Mace?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry sorry ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was thinking the Toris place first.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( I was joking. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;With any luck we can begin traveling for the next wrym soon with inquisitors in tow for the Yoriver operation.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( I've been tf2ing and choring. ))

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We drag Sszeyl and Gamal with us because it's relevant to their interests.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( *stare* :| ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vanna see terri!&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Good luck finding me.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I'm in a timewarp.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( You motherfuckers in your steam games, I swear. Saying you have nothing to do, but taking no initiative to do anything, nor be here to react to anything.. =3= ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uh... well, then do you want to go back to HQ and look for them?&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus sighs.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy bet Gamal iz schtill in bed.&quot; :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose we really should.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( I'm reading. I'm also not complaining this time. I decided he'd be avoiding the snow. and he is. he will go if someone says he needs to deal with anything ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Onward into the tundra, then.&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Could I have my cloak back, Shankfang? &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Wis check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">So very lost. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Here hyu go!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Cloak returned!

GM:<font color="#000000">Out into the snow! ... with Aelian's Survival modifier, for the sake of plot and not having Sszeyl freeze solid, we'll say Sszeyl was found wandering on the way to HQ. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, there you are, Sszeyl.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Uh...should you really be alone these days?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hyu look kold.&quot; :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl turns and points a finger at the group.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">It has an icicle about four inches long at the point.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I'm lost. :T&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">o_o;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Geeze, Sszeyl, how long have you been out here?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Two or three hours.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh dear.&quot; =3=; &quot;Let's get you inside and warmed up.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fharlanghn's bootstraps, man -- what Tom said!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;No. :T Have business first.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You won't have business for long if you collapse from hypothermia, mister.&quot;

* Ghostwish returns.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No, get varmed up first.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You underestimate me.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu overestimate hyuself.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a blizzard.&quot; ^^;

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

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

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

* RAM fox-snatches!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Today's log shall be saved as, &quot;Game Delayed On Account Of Om Nom Nom.&quot; =3= *brick'd*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where do you have business, anyway? Half the businesses in town are closed.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Alright I hate to ask, but, can we timeskip to relevant destinations before long? Because I just don't know if I can bring myself to spend the entire session trying to drag ass around and gather people in spots. =w=;

GM:<font color="#000000">YES, yes we may.

GM:<font color="#000000">Gamal get outta bed, plot's calling.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">time skip yeah!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">To Toris shop!

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so someones gotten me? great, who dragged me where in the blizzard?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I did!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">We're going to the Pearldust Pawn Shop!

* Gamal-Junayd is looking miserable and shivering in extra layers...hell, any amount of extra layers he could pile on and still move.

* Gamal-Junayd is also glaring at shankfang as the dragging him out into the blizzard

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

GM:<font color="#000000">When you arrive, you notice not only the Toris family inside, but also, a half-elf, a one-eyed cat, and a yuan-ti, who is surprisingly not buried in layers today! She is, however, wearing the boots Aelian and Tathi saw in Ebonwood's hands earlier, and standing away from the Torises.

* Shankfang the Deffrider seems unaffected by the glare. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Stealth Heal check on Gamal. {:3 Heal [1d20+14]

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">wat &#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 7 + 14 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

* Gamal-Junayd casts an envious eye at her nice boots

* Shankfang the Deffrider is the first one in!

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Ebonwood and Nathaniel are holding a hushed, intense conversation in Draconic over a book, though they cut off and look up as the party enters. The interior of the shop is cozily warm.

* Thomas Lazarus unwraps his scarf and smiles.

Brian:<font color="#000000">But that doesn't stop Brian from hissing, &quot;Shut the door!&quot; at you if you take more than two seconds to close it.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hello.&quot; He nods to each in turn. &quot;Brian. Kids. Mr. Ebon--&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shrinks from the draconic reprisal. {|3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ah, is the grump. &gt;:|

Brian:<font color="#000000">The Torises seemed to be dressed in multiple layers today. Cold vulnerability sucks.

* Gamal-Junayd moves over towards the fireplace

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Am I the only guy that likes cool weather? :(

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">The drowman walks past the party over to the Tyrant Lizard Grump.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;HALLO, MISTER SHENKFANG!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">The drowman walks past the party over to the Tyrant Lizard Grump.

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">You're a pale ass mother fluffer. Take a guess. :P

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">muttered &quot;Oh god she's talking like him....&quot;

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

* Rusal Ebonwood swiftly shuts the book and stows it in his pack.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Snatched and HUG'D! :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Are you open for business, or just open for visitors.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">?*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Greetings, Torises!&quot; Gnogglebolt says, waving to them all

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Business. Provided the customers don't let all the heat out.&quot; &gt;:\

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The entire Toris family now speaks with heavy Jewish accents. *BRICK-BREATH'D*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi catch any of that draconic chatter? :3

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Did she? Roll a Listen check.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">oh yeah, Gnogglebolt knows Draconic, too. :B Listen: &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 13 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 16&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; listen!

* You roll to yourself: 1d20+11 =&gt; 18 + 11 = 29Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Looks like you need to improve your... *shades* listening skills.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Alright enough dumbness.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">gamal even knows draconic. hehe (Listen Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">but was too occupied in nearing near the fire

You whisper to Ghostwish: She caught a reference to a mountainside before the speakers cut off.

* Vira Toris edges closer. &quot;H-h-hello, sir.... w-would you like some tea or hot chocolate or spiced cider to warm up?&quot; A tray of mugs is shyly offered.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Do you have the spells for the Energy Aura enchantment?&quot;

Brian:<font color="#000000">Refresh the DM's memory.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The cat is laying on the orb on the desk. Mmmmmmm space heater.. |3

* Dr. Hatari mouses over Ebonwood. Then Nathan. Then back and fourth.

* Dr. Hatari now reads Nathan's hit dice as 113.

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot; Would anyone? &quot; ^^;;;;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ah, ja please.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah, an' we also have cookies.&quot; :3

* Shankfang the Deffrider shifts Terri onto his shoulder and takes a hot chocolate.

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus gasps.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Cookies?!&quot; :O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Terri cookies. *_*&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would love somethign warm, thank you.&quot; he takes some

* Matthew Toris chuckles. &quot; This used to be Max and Brian's job. &quot; Ah, memories... |D

* Thomas Lazarus descends and kneel-sits.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I don't, I likely know someone who does.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Where's the blondie that made my windows. &gt;:3

Max:<font color="#000000">Still making your windows, Tathi. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ho ho, are they as good as my sweets? Have you learned well?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I shall test.&quot; =3= *bricked*

Terri:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O ! &quot;Yeah! They've gotta be! They've got sprinkles an' everything!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I accept your challenge.&quot; &gt;:3

* Terri offers cookies.

* Thomas Lazarus raises his brows. &quot;Oh~, sprinkles.&quot; =3=c

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... okay, what is the c in that smiley supposed to be? ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu Terri!&quot; Nom. :3

Meany whispers: ENERGY AURA Price: +2 bonus Property: Weapon Caster Level: 15th Aura: Strong; (DC 22) evocation Activation: Standard (command) The surface of this weapon seems to gleam with ever-shifting colors. From time to time, it glows with heat, crackles with electricity, emits acrid-smelling fumes, or develops a rime of frost. Once activated, each hit by this weapon deals an extra 1d6 points of damage of an energy type of your choice (acid, cold, electricity, or fi re, chosen when activated). This energy does not harm you, regardless of the type selected. The energy damage remains the same until you activate the weapon again. Projectile weapons bestow this property upon their ammunition. Prerequisites: Craft Magic Arms and Armor, chill metal, fl ame blade, Melf&#8217;s acid arrow, shocking grasp. Cost to Create: Varies.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm glad you asked.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">{:3c is http://cache.ohinternet.com/images/4/41/Nyoro~n.jpg

* Nathaniel Toris chuckles, and remarks quietly to Ebonwood in Draconic, &quot; (It seems we will have to continue this theorizing on another day.) &quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So, a badly drawn hand. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">back from unannounced afk

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot; (So it seems.) &quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas tries this cookie, looking very professional.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... however, if I'm not mistaken...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dese kookies are amazink!&quot;

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;That enchantment requires a spellcaster whose powers exceed mine.&quot; He does not seem happy to admit that. :|

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;My power...EXCEEDS YOURS!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Drats. :T&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">UNLIMITED POWAAAAAAAAAAAAH

* Meany force-lightnings Tech.

* Terri beams! |D

RAM:<font color="#990000">IT'S OVER 9000!

* Thomas Lazarus chews judgementally.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">course he doesn't like it. he just lost a contract! heh

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmmm..&quot; &gt;:T

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz goot, ja?&quot; :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmmmmm..&quot; &gt;:T

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

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">The power level of the cookies is... &#171; &#160;1d20+6+2+2 = 19 + 6 + 2 + 2 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; ! &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;HRMM..&quot; &gt;83

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is the best cookie ever.&quot; He concludes stoically. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Terri is a good cook!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Terri earns a headpat.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Can you apply Magebane to each head of the weapon, then?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt giggles at Thomasantics

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kan Hy hef anodder vun?&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">The old man holds up a quarterstaff. :V

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hm. Unless Sszeyl specifically wanted to make a two-weapon fighting attack, he could get away with only enchanting one end.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But that'd take a feat. And he's a drow monk. :V

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Good point. :V

* Brian scoffs. &quot; Magebane. Has the weapon been previously enchanted?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Also I have flurry of blows. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;No.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">True, but that technically uses the same weapon over and over.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Actually no. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Only Two-Weapon Fighting would utilize both heads.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( I can use any monk weapon in a flurry. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( One nunchuck, one fist, one sai if I have three. ))

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;To enchant both ends with the magebane enchantment would come to sixteen thousand gold pieces, and take a little over two weeks.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes, I just mean, you can legally choose to continually attack with the same staff end.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Do we have two weeks to wait, Tom?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is even better than--&quot; He glances over.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt overhears the conversation, and turns his head towards Sszeyl. &quot;Sszeyl, if we're lucky, we should be leaving tomorrow or the day after, sometime soon unless there's something else to wait for.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks down, then up. &quot;... I don't know. But, respectfully, I hope not.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh Brian can just Dragon it. *brick'd*

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of your northern travels, you have excellent timing.&quot; |3

Brian: <font color="#000000">The powers of Dragon are limited and should not be squandered. :|

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But this is for a good cause!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And I was to be told this when, exactly?&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was just composing a letter to send to your headquarters.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We've been giving you business for like two months.&quot;

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

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Get your fists enchanted. *_*

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Can't. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Do it anyway. *_*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Magic fists. *_*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">amulet of might fists?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, yes, actually, that's the main reason we came here today, Nathaniel.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">you can put weapon enchants on em

* Nathaniel Toris waits patiently for weapon talk to subside. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We can't do that. He would need to leave his fists here for eight days. *bricked*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi edges up close to Rusal, and whispers something. :3

Tathi whispers: &quot;So what's this about mountains, hrm?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Bafroom, brb.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were going to double-check if we're actually waiting on anything before heading to Yoriver, so we wanted to know where exactly the next dragon is that is on the way there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So we can make that stop before Yoriver.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood leans away a little as Tathi enters his personal space. :|

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&gt;:3

You whisper to Ghostwish: &quot;Nothing that currently concerns you, Miss Tathi.&quot; :|

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sigh.

Tathi whispers: &quot;Oh come, why so secretive?&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Well, if we're going to be leaving tomorrow, could I just get the base enchantment on this?&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kerishorak is eager to meet you, so you do not need to wait on him. Come, do you have a map?&quot;

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;On both ends, or one?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Memory check: Keri who? XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, yes.&quot; Gnogglebolt pulls a map out of his cargo pack.

TMG:<font color="#000000">the next Dragon, doofus. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">for Sszeyl's seal

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt lays the map out on the table.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...it's got a few notemarks and things leftover from previous adventures.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We've finally burned through enough chump side-quests to consider getting back to the apocalyptic main plot. We're such WRPG heroes. =3=;

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

* Thomas Lazarus finishes his (freakin' incredible) Terridoodle and stands.

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you see the towns of Galan and Dalvani, in the desert?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; The student has surpassed the master.&quot; =3= Sagenod.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: any info I'd know of them?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Use these powers as I used them; for good and friendship.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Travel here...&quot; The old man marks a location on the map. &quot;And look for a ring of red stones.'

* Terri salutes.

* Thomas Lazarus offers thumbs-up towards Zairith. =_=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt follows Nathaniel pointing at the map, and scratches a little notemark in the indicated place with a quill.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Just one.&quot;

You whisper to Railock: Galan is a huge trader outpost in the middle of the desert; Dalvani is a seedy little town, built around an oasis, renowned as being a den of thieves. Both of them are known to be occasional places where the Vorel-Svent stop for goods and services.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Doable.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: do I recognize the mention of this ring of red stones? an idea of where they are?

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian is sure to make a copy of the map too.

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;When you arrive, stand in the center of the stones -- being certain to keep all parts of yourselves inside the circle -- and say 'origato udoka tir arcaniss.'&quot; (Let us do magic, for the Draconic speakers.) &quot;You will be escorted to Kerishorak's lair, and be treated to a show should I recall correctly.&quot;

You whisper to Railock: Int check.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Intelligence Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

* Thomas Lazarus looks impressed. :.

You whisper to Railock: Or local knowledge if you have it. Or arcana knowledge.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: nope, jsut int. but not a bad roll

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Is it all right if I write that down, or do you want us to commit that to memory?&quot;

You whisper to Railock: Oh year, he knows about those stones. During the night, strange creatures and bizarre lights can often be seen dancing in the sky and on the ground near the stones. It's reputed to be a wild-magic area.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;A show?&quot; :o

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;By all means, write it down. Pronouncing the wrong words could have consequences.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I..know that area. It's supposed to be filled with wild magic. lots of strange creatures, bizarre lights int he skies...Is that caused by him?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances over. &quot;Is that close to your home?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright. Just checking if it was a security risk or something should we lose the paper and someone else gets it.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, and writes down the instructions on a small slip of paper, which he stuffs into a pocket.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;My tribe has traded with both the towns he mentions. We do move around a good deal.&quot;

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

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;While you are going north, if you would like to save yourselves a second journey and visit Calaserian as well, you may wish to travel to Skydragon Citadel. He resides there with his children.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">:O &quot; I've never gone that far north..&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Going north..in the middle of winter...couldn't it wait till spring? or better yet, summer?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't think so.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Skydragon citadel.. if I remember correctly, I've got family up that way..&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd sighs

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh. Two dragons for the seal in one trip?&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;The citadel guards are highly suspicious, and may deny you access if you do not have a key.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That will be very good. I've been getting worried about Sszeyl lately.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hed a delivery to Forgehelm vunce.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; I think Red has been making more attempts at control&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;But dat's de farddest nord Hy'v been.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unfortunately... as they guard their keys jealously... this family you speak of may be your best chance of entering the Citadel outside of doing a service for the silver clan.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sheesh.&quot; Tom rests his hands on his waist. &quot;We need to get you some kind of warming-up magic for the trip? It's snowy and windy today, but it's not THAT cold. It's going to get colder before spring!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, wow.. So my baby brother is really up there?&quot; Tathi says, looking earnestly surprised.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps you may be interested in some potions of Endure Elements?&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">|3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks back at Gamal. &quot;And besides, if it's that cold to you, I can whip up something to keep you warm at any time.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I have another idea, if I might..&quot; And she promptly taps Rusal on the shoulder.. like.. 16 times.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">JEW-DRAGONS CONFIRMED. *bricked away!*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or you can get something from Nathaniel here. Weather is no obstacle to us. We're determined.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;What,&quot; the wizard growls to Tathi. &gt;:\

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; Tom glances aside sharply.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I don't suppose you could make a few more pairs of those boots, could you?&quot; She says in the sweetest little voice. Gods. |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">WEATHER IS NO OBSTACLE FOR CATTANK

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">CATTANK IS STRONG

* Liatai has monorail cat.

* Dr. Hatari has drillcat. :(

* Ghostwish has dumb dog that won't stop chewing on tables. &gt;:(

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszey pays the 2k gold in advance, and leaves the staff with Brian.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Cocoa is Monorail Cat? :o

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... it would require the aid of a nature mage, but yes.&quot; :|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Nature mage. Is that what he gets called for

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

* Lethiriss looks so happy. And warm. |3

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Ebonwood's stock of them is currently depleted.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I can help with that. Maybe even get your stock up? I figure they must sell well.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, thank you for the map. I should speak with local commander Ashmore first, but, I believe we will be departing quite soon. ..Hopefully.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would be why the stock is depleted, yes.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari is now picturing Ebonwood, Ryiel, Eisen, Ashmore and Gradia on some kind of dark council of SrsBsns.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If were departing soon, do we have time for more of these boots?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;How many pairs would you be looking to order?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;All of them.&quot; :3

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Tathi.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Okay fine. A set for me and Aelian. Anyone else?&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood looks flatly at Tathi. &quot;That would be a sum total of zero, Tathi, currently.&quot; &gt;:\

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Sheesh, I don't get it.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two pairs can be completed in five days.&quot; The wizard folds his hands into his robe sleeves.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Darn.. I think that might be a bit too long..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Here's an idea.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Please excuse me. I'm going to go a little ways ahead and report before requesting orders. Please stop by when you're all done visiting.&quot; He offers Terri another smile. &quot;Thank you for the cookie.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;How about we purchase potions of endure elements?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">:T

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh wait!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Tom! Mr. Tom!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks back. &quot;?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just Dragon them. :B

* Terri holds up a mug of hot chocolate. &quot;For the road.&quot; :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It may not be comfortable..but we can deal. We'll just have to layer up. If we do'nt have time..we don't have time.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Oh by the way, Terri and Vira. And Ian, if he's in earshot.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;D'aww. Thanks, kiddo. I'll bring the mug back safe and sound.&quot; |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">(question: what exactly are those boots everyone's going on about, again?)

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I have no idea, boots of the winterlands. ))

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I may suggest a different option.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( gamal already has boots, and not enough money for a pair anyways so...eh ))

* Thomas Lazarus blows the hotness off the top and sips his cocoa once before re-wrapping his scarf and slipping outside.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you are simply looking for something to keep you warm, and do not mind missing the other benefits of the boots, there are some wand-crafters who have created what they refer to as 'eternal wands.' &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He stalks off ahead of the group to get that solo reporting-in-Ashmores-office business taken care of before everybody's waiting.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;They function twice a day, never lose their charge, and any student of the arcane may utilize them. A wand with a spell of Endure Elements contained in it would be worth roughly 820 gold pieces.&quot;

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

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot; Papa could make that. &quot; :o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">ahem. |3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi nods, and then looks over at Nathaniel, smiling. &quot;I don't suppose you might have any of those for sale?&quot;

* Liatai throws fish. &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I DIDN'T WANT TO COME UP WITH A PRICE FOR A BAUBLE OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD, SHUT IT &gt;:O

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">|D

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

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

* RAM fox-snatches fish and nomz.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have one for sale at the Ebonwood.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Give her another week and we'll have warforged and changelings. :U

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;And my daughter is right -- I could fashion another in a day.&quot; :D

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well, I'll just buy yours right now, Mr. Matthew, since stuffy long ears here wants to be a secret keeper.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I have recently accepted a family into my service to tend some land I won't be around to maintain myself. They have a boy about the age your human shapes look to be, and if you ever pass by the area, he might enjoy playing with you. Adventuresome boy, with prodigious skill in painting and easily journeyman skill in a forge. I don't know if he has arcane talent, but perhaps he'd entertain you with steel baubles.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom, meanwhile, with some navigational delays, parts the doors to the LMS building and steps inside. He shakes and brushes the snow off himself like a wet hound. The other inquisitors get a raised palm in greeting. &quot;Mornin'. 'Scuse me, need to speak with the Commander quickish.&quot;

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

* RAM just had a thought. :.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Is Talfeera capable of enchanting stuff and making magic items? :.

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Done!&quot; :D &quot;I'll have it ready for you in the morning.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She's a gnome sorceress, so, it's very unlikely. Wizards are much better suited to artifice.

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Or artificers. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( :D ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( *flame'd* ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She would only be able to enchant the stuff she happened to have learned the spells for.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Wonderful! Mind if I pay now and pick it up later?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The DM's running to get some food, BRB.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not to mention she doesn't get bonus feats.

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you have the gold, I certainly wouldn't say no to such an offer.&quot; |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">yeah, Talfeera would have need to have blown feats on item creation

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi pays out 820 gold peices. &quot;Also, how are my windows coming?&quot; :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">I see.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and as said, sorc don't get bonus feats, so she'd be very feat-scarce and need them for other things

RAM:<font color="#990000">Fair enough.

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's -possible-, but rare and most aren't inclined to do it unless they're centering themselves around it entirely.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Like, she could have the item-craft feats. It would just be to the exclusion of other more sorceressy stuff.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And could only make a few enchantments.

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha! Your windows! We haven't heard much from Max lately -- which is a sure sign he's hard at work.&quot; |3 &quot;By the end of the month, he should have them done, knowing how he works.&quot;

* RAM was just curious.

* Thomas Lazarus heads on upstairs.

* Liatai got distracted from noms by purrcat. |D;;;; AFK!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. I thought it was just quick.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Go away Cocoa. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Wonderful!&quot; She says. &quot;I'll be by after sunrise to pick up the wand.&quot; She says.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And here I am, temporarily stranded without other PCs to interact with while the DM is away.. &gt;:9

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">TREES SUCK :U

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">I'LL CUT YOU.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">SHADOWY ILLUMINATION!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">NO ONE WITH STARSHIP WEAPONS PROF.

* Thomas Lazarus knock knock knocks on the Commander's door. &quot;Inquisitor Lazarus. May I have a word, Commander?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus feels like a Mass Effect NPC every time he speaks with Ashmore. &gt;:T

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

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( &quot;My name is Commander Ashmore, and I approve of this store-&quot; *BRICK'D* ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">...huh? Why? xD

* TMG has never polayed mass effect. Context? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Because your crew constantly refer to you by rank, and occasionally by 'Shepard'.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In other words, you hear &quot;Commander.&quot; fucking, like, atleast one thousand times per playthrough. :B

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Enter.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus steps inside. He looks a little surprised by the extra presence.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Omnomnom?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Commander and lieutenant are both in, looking over a map. Cadamon nods in return.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Suddenly, a large cement brick goes flying in through Ashmore's window. Tathi bellows from below &quot;TOOOOOOMMMIIIISSSSSS, WE NEED'TA GO ADVENTURIN. GET GOIN.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

* Thomas Lazarus salutes before approaching. &quot;Commander.&quot; He falls at-ease. &quot;The bulk of Guardian business lately has become resolved. We've gotten some updated rapid transportation options, and destinations of the remaining great dragons necessary for reinforcing the seal on Vargichixeniejir.. so..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns and lowers his face slightly while maintining eye contact. &quot;Have there been any updates on the Yoriver situation?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi plants a suggestion in Thomas' mind. Fart extra loud as you leave his office.

TMG:<font color="#000000">lowers his face slightly while maintaining eye contact?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Go do something!! XD

* TMG sees Thomas giving Commander the Kubric Stare

* TMG wat

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I'm waiting on timeskip. XP

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;There have. That is actually precisely what the lieutenant and I were discussing.&quot; He nods to Cadamon.

* Thomas Lazarus droops. Every time I enter this office, all other planetary business stops. =3=;;; *bricked*

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/KubrickStare

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">It's because you loaded a new area!! &gt;:O

* Cadamon Gardner clears his throat. &quot;The high commanders have found evidence that a Hextorian cult may be growing in the town of Yoriver. Some lower-ranking recruits of the guard have been found with Hextor's dogma written in their logbooks. The authorities have disavowed knowledge of such activities, and those found guilty have been contained and purged of rank. However, there have been several sightings of erinyes within city bounds.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see. The Guardians stand ready, sir.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I've been kinda trying to NOT add on anything that will split attention or delay the timeskip

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">main reason I'm being quiet

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah well, all Thomas is doing is interrupting Cadamon and ashmore's secret affair. *brick'd*

* Thomas Lazarus flinches. &quot;... I see.&quot; He grows thoughtful. &quot;That makes sense.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Don't ask don't tell. I didn't see nuffin'. *bricked*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Don't ask don't tell OH WELL. XP

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;The high commanders have issued a recruiting call for those with an interest in fiend-hunting and inquisition to Yoriver, to find and rout the source.&quot; Cuthbert's mace, audience, the commander's a married man. &gt;:|

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF"><b>OH MY

</b> Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">That does not stop those demented fiends known commonly as &quot;shippers.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">In any case. :|

* Ghostwish cackles and skitters away, hiding under the sofa.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">They keep pairing me with this gnome woman for some reason. I met her for like ten minutes. &gt;.&gt;

RAM:<font color="#990000">An affair! :O

RAM:<font color="#990000"><b>Scandelous!

</b> Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I read that in the Recess show Ashley's voice.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Basically four prepubescent girls all sing-songing Scandelous at the same time.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Naturally, your name will be submitted, as I imagine you wish. The Mace has dire need of competent agents up there, inquisitor.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods firmly. &quot;Respectfully, you couldn't keep me away any longer, commander. The Guardians'll definitely take this opportunity to investigate the city as we journey north.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In fact, that's a matter I had hoped to bring up. As Inquisitor Carthan may or may not have noted, our engineer has completed a very large, and very fast vehicle. If we were to depart in force soon, we might need to bring any additional inquisitors along with us right away, lest they be left behind to try and rendesvous at the city much later.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;... yes, that has been noted in his reports. Do advise him to be careful with it.&quot; :|

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Mine is still faster. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi: you would subject your fellow inquisitors to that? And you call me evil.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They don't know the meaning of the word.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Ha ha ha. I love that speed limits haven't been invented yet.&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And that criminally negligent manslaughter is still just an idea.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Otherwise people would object to me rolling through all those houses.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just you wait.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I have upgrades planned. *.*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Upgrades for what? The established continent is already too small to delay your travel to over one day. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">MORE SPEED!

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Given the recent situations with the cult of Erythnul, the Elf-Drinker, and the ever-present Blackskulls, we could spare one additional agent in addition to you. Inquisitors Carthan and Berilan, as well as Archivist Malino, have shown interest in this venture.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Dragons are still faster than Dragula. *.*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well, at any rate, I can't think of much else to do at Toris shop, and I can't think of anywhere else to go without pulling the DM apart. :B Gnogglebolt returns to HQ and gets working on a new device. This one will be the Holy Water Spraygun.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">if any of them have dark knowledge now that we lack mirion..I say we take that one

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...Crap, I have no idea how much it would cost to upgrade Dragula, or what the DC would be. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Also, FYI, Gnogglebolt completed another Drivetrain Linkage, so we can add a secon carraige to the trucktrain.

* Shankfang the Deffrider plays with Terri for a little while, before departing as well.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">For more space/cargo/passengers, if it matters

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Archivist Malino would require two additional days to train his replacement, as would Inquisitor Berilan, but Inquisitor Carthan could leave tomorrow.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lia, you wouldn't still happen to have the crafting info for the Deffbike, would you? ^^;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Carthan? Ehhn we've got one. Malino? Ehhh we're out our archivist.. and he's a support spellcaster.. and we already have a monk.. so clearly the best choice is--

TMG:<font color="#000000">I keep telling you it needs to be put on the wiki. &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Berilan.&quot; He says simply.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I know, I know.

* RAM just keeps forgetting. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We have weapon comissions to complete in the next two days regardless.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Carriage is rather cheap.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Go buy one. :V

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And I have a feeling after all my prodding I wouldn't be able to get out the door unheadlocked if I shortchanged her again.&quot; He pauses, then clears his throat. &quot;..Commander.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will inform her.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Good point. On the way back to the H--no, wait, he';d have to drag it through the weather. -3- No, Gnogglebolt goes straight to the HQ to get started on the Spraygun

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas salutes once again.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O CAT ON PLATE.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You can always.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">You are taking. The drunken master. To your sister. WTF THOMAS.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*shifyeyes*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;83 !

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Borrow the Mules.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I don't suppose I can bother you to dredge up the Deffbike stats, could I. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">WHAT COULD GO WRONG

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hi Cocoa!

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

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

Venezuela:<font color="#CC0066"> I'M CALLING FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE.

Cadamon Gardner: <font color="#000000">They're doomed. ^^;

Alberic Ashmore: <font color="#000000">Quiet.

Cadamon Gardner: <font color="#000000">Yes sir. ^^;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll report back shortly before we leave in two days, then. Good afternoon Commander. Lieutenant.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And Tom returns to HQ~

GM:<font color="#000000">Aw man, that means I gotta level Anise. =3= *brick'd*

Honduras:<font color="#CC0066">Hi guys!

Honduras:<font color="#CC0066">Give me your gold!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You knew who it was gonna be the moment you put it in my hands. 83

GM:<font color="#000000">Noms? We'll leave Castleton next session unless people really want to hit the gas and go. :3

Tokens dropped onto map 'Tinker Workshop and VG HQ'* Dr. Hatari winces.

Trample:<font color="#9933FF"><b>Bitch.

</b> Venezuela:<font color="#CC0066"> COWARD.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">hit the gas!

Trample: <font color="#9933ff">(( Hit the gas! ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are we really considering chalking an entire Saturday's session up to dragging ass around and not getting anything done? =w=;;;;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gamal - Badsnow! Shankfang - Emergency breakfast maker! Thomas - Miracleworker! Sszeyl - Someone give me a loan. Please? Sszeyl - I will find a shop in this snow if it kills me Thomas - COOKIEMASTER Thomas - Reporting for duty!

* Dr. Hatari votes Gas.

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">STFU B4 I prawn all of u.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well, when Thomas arrives at HQ, Gnogglebolt comes to find him.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Shankfang: Floor it? Gnogglebolt: Yes. I MEAN NO, DON'T FLOOR IT! Shankfang: FLOORING IT.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, what's the update on our departure?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Gamal - SNOW. WHY DID HAVE TO BE SNOW

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Gnogglebolt inflates to fifty times his size after the crash. '''Oh Shankfang. WHYYYYYYYYYY.'''

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Shankfang - I can has b cook?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Thomas - The Great Revival

RAM:<font color="#990000">Seconding Gamal for ERMAHGERD, SNUR!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Sszeyl - SNOW. MY NEWEST NEMESIS.

* Thomas Lazarus dusts snow off his mantle yet again. &quot;Clear to depart with another inquisitor in two days. Should be about the time all our comissions are finally done, if I heard them correctly.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Hatari for putting up with my trolling. For the millionith time. XP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So if you've got some tricks you wanna start cranking out.. get a' cranking.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">second shank for taking up gamals slack. thomas for checking on the missing cook tathi - bugging ebonwood at any chance. sszeyel - I WILL walk through this blizzard till I find my way home or become an icecicle

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, will do.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ed: Giving up warmth for another.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see, let's see

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tathi: Poking the hornets nest.

RAM:<font color="#990000">(Zairith)

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">With napalm.. :3

* Dr. Hatari has actually spent quite a lot of the session totally delirious. Thank you caffiene.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Terri: Inusfferably cute.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You know.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Terri gets the noms like a real Guardian.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I want to see the first time someone casts Anti-Magic on a melee guy.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And sends them after Tathi.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Suddenly Terri is an adult and still four.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Just so Tathi can beat them to death with her book or something.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Entire party: o_o;;

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;DO YOU KNOW HOW MY STRENGTH SCORE HAS TO BE TO CARRY THIS THING?! HAVE AT THEE, BITCH.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Anti-magic is Personal range. So you can only get it onto fighters through A.) Shenanigans, or B.) A fucking bonkers like 170,000gp custom woundrous item.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Or C) Multiclass.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Multiclass into a full arcane caster up to CL 13, yeah.. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">TIMESKIP GO!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Spellsword.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, Gnogglebolt craftcraftcrafts the days away...

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And buys a second carriage.

GM:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 41&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; takes us to this dawn of a new day, Damarron 22nd.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">New day!! Tathi casts detect scrying!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lia, would it be possible to dredge up Dragula's craft info?

GM:<font color="#000000">The blizzard was followed by two very nice days -- not right now. &gt;:E

GM:<font color="#000000">I'm timeskipping. &gt;:E

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ain't it on the website?

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">No, it was made before I knew there was a website.

* RAM will just wait on upgrades, then.

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; that's exactly what I was telling him earlier, he needs to -put- it on the website.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I told him this months ago as well. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Techy, I don't -have- it.

RAM:<font color="#990000">This was made before I even had the books.

RAM:<font color="#990000">And thus had no idea how vital it was to keep said info.

GM:<font color="#000000">The snow is starting to melt away, but has reached that nice easily-packed consistency that's great for snowmen. If you have time to build snowmen before HEADING OFF TO SAVE THE DAY! \o/

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Gnogglebolt may or may not have completed spraygun by now, don't know, but -if- he did, then it's quietly packed away on the carraige. Along with the fifty-pound barrel of holy water (which everyone else probably noticed when it was delivered)

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi: There are suddenly 50 snowmen outside of the HQ. They're armed, and animated,and coming right at you Thomas!!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He also went out in the intervening days and purchased a second carriage to mount the second drivetrain linkage to.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">How much does an average carriage cost?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi and Aelian show up early the next morning, but don't stop by in the HQ. They head for the Pearldust. :3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">At some point on Damarron 21st, Lethiriss showed up with a jar full of hot chocolate mix and a few loaves of trail bread, plus a jar of blackberry jam.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 8 + 15 = 23&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Snowball toss at Tom~!

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Sss, you're not going off to be heroessss hungry. :3~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thanks Lethir--erk!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Knockidy knock knock knock on the pawn shop door. :3

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh! nevermind, found it in PHB.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I forgot to return Terri's mug..&quot; Says snowball plaf'd Tom. O|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Carriage: 100 gp

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Tenk hyu Lethiriss!

* Gamal-Junayd has been preparing and plannign the rations and food to take, adn gladly adds lethriss's additions

Terri:<font color="#000000">The wand exchanges hands. &quot;So when're we going --&quot; Terri started before Brian cut her off with a look. &gt;:\

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;45349-100 = 45349 - 100 = 45249&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Aww, Terri's not coming? &gt;: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Not this time, kid.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But I even gave her a gun! She would kick so much ass!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">maybe her parents dont want her shooting guns yet?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smiles sweetly. &quot;Sorry Terri, but I have to agree with your family. We're going to be dealing with demons and the like. If you were as big as Max, I might consider, but no way are we taking a hatchling. Stay here, stay safe, allright? I'd bring you back on of their horns or something, but I figure your entire family and Thomas would try to kill me.&quot; ^^;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;But who's gonna keep you guys safe?&quot; &gt;: * Thomas Lazarus passes by and hands Terri back her cocoa mug. &quot;..Yes.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Holy shit where did you-

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">^^;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Likely, that will be my father. You might have heard of him?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will see to their safety, both on the battlefield, and from hunger.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">WTF did you people follow me to the pearldust? XP

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Ah, payback, I am familiar with you. XP

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ah didn't notice that, nah I'm back packign food

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Don' vorry, Terri! Ve vill be fine.&quot; :B

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Half-Orc!

* Terri takes the cocoa mug, still sad-facing. &gt;8 She then draws herself up straight and points at the Guardians dramatically.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">well gee should I randomly appear at Toris-shop, too? :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">I HATE YOU ALL.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Be safe! Stay in touch! Don't die! And kick their butts.&quot; &gt;8(

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We'll send you their butts to mount on a wall.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You can count on it.&quot; He smiles earnestly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Uf kourse!&quot; :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And Terri gets a HALF-ORC HUG! :D

* Terri nods solemnly. &gt;:|

Terri:<font color="#000000">And then gets hugged. X3

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian goes very quiet at the mention of 'don't die'. &gt;&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;See you when we get back.&quot; Wave. On the appointed morning, Tom's next trip is off to the LMS building.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Hey Lia, when you get a spare moment, could you drop a new Carriage object onto HQ and put it next to Barbarus's carriage? ^^ )

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">The Mace's resident drunkmonk is shouldering a bag -- Tom almost runs into her on her way out the door. &quot;Keep 'em safe, inquisitor. People are counting on you.&quot;

Trevor Merrimac:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, ma'am.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi, with wand in tow, heads off to the HQ to get away from all the STALKERS. :O

* Thomas Lazarus steps in, and nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good. Was checking to make sure you were ready.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;12489-820 = 12489 - 820 = 11669&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hope you don't get travel-sickness.&quot;

* Smoke sits in front of Tom and dons puppy eyes. &gt;8

* Thomas Lazarus stoops and pulls Smoke up into a doggy-hug. |3

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

* Shankfang the Deffrider bids farewell with promises to make sure everyone stays safe. :3

Smoke:<font color="#000000">You didn't want to take me along? &gt;8 ... but he can't stop the tail-wag.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; There, there. It's nothing you'll regret missing out on.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;So.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ready as I'll ever be. Besides, Miron taught me a few anti-travel-sickness tricks before he left for Braxton.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Who wants to guess how many more characters Barbarus recruits to our guild by the time we get back?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not enough.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods once. &quot;Alright then.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Finally.. let's get this show on the road.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Too many.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't hesitate to send word if you find yourselves over your heads. There's bound to be somebody in this city we can call on for a teleport.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hey, let's drive by the Ebonwood and pelt him with snowballs!&quot; Tathi calls. :3

* Thomas Lazarus turns back out with a brief wave and heads off for HQ to rendesvous.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You'll have plenty to do, don't worry.&quot; |3

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't have too much fun while I'm gone!&quot; XP

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

* Thomas Lazarus fishes around his belt briefly. &quot;By the way..&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lets not. I think we need to be going, and doing so might end up with more problems than it's worth.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus produces a platinum ring. &quot;Here.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt finishes going over details with Miss Vesav of how she should recieve any potential tinker students while he's gone (including leaving money behind, exact amount to be determined later)

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... uh. I's a sweet gesture, Tom, but I'm not much of a jewelry person.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I think he wants to marry you. That is the custom, yes?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Oh wait, there's no diamond.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Tom and Anise, sittin' in a tree~

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It's probably a focus.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus dons a slightly flat look. &quot;It's a focus for the strongest ward I know. Based on what Rae and sis've relayed, there are a lot of fiends up there. Big and bad ones, too.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's so you don't risk getting torn apart on the front.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Rae? And when did you become so informal with my father, hrm?&quot; She asks, teasingly.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha... well, not getting torn apart is always a plus. Thanks.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">WHA-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think I see a rhino approaching.&quot; :3

Trample:<font color="#9933FF">Yup, that's a rhin-... in full furs.

Venezuela:<font color="#CC0066"><b>WEAKLING.

</b> Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf went and got full, fur barding for his rhino. :|

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... a wooly rhino.&quot;:.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;What a strange mammal.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi just stares, and gapes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl waggles his beard at the dwarf, and gets into the carriages for the trucktrain.

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Allo!&quot; The dwarf in a thick coat calls, waving from his saddle/platform on the rhino.

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Vrrrrr...

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Dorf! What brings you out here?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang also starts up Dragula. &gt;:3

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and raises a brow slightly at the ridiculous getup on the rhino. =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The party hears the loud, squealing sound of heavy doors sliding on metal rails around the other side of the building.

Gnogglebolt's Trucktrain:<font color="#000000">Moments later, a thunderous roar is heard.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Considering he hung out outside Leaden Mace HQ for weeks, I think it's safe to say drunkmonk knows the dwarf. :B *brick'd*

* Thomas Lazarus glances back. &quot;Sounds like the ride's ready.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are really going all the way on..that ...thing?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- What the frack is that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Unless you feel like horseback riding into the northern winds for a couple months, then yes.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;That's a braw fluff ye git there.&quot; He says, pointing at Sszeyl, and then looks to Anise. &quot;And thir's mah favorite swallyin pal! ye comin' tae, Anise?&quot; He says, and then looks towards the noise. &quot;What th' hell is that?&quot;

Gnogglebolt's Trucktrain:<font color="#000000">The giant wheeled metal machine rolls into view.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz a bigger, slower version uf de Deffbike.&quot; :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's head pokes out a hatch on top.

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">VRRRRM!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey Barbarus! Mind getting the mules to bring the carriages over here?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Coming too?&quot; =w=;

* Thomas Lazarus forgot what Dorf's plans were.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvun vant to ride vith me?&quot; 83

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, Hello... Anise, wasn't it?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you coming with us?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers a simple nod.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Barbarus leans out the window and whistles.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Aye! Aren't ye headed north?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment, mathing...

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Also Shazam.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Dorf now has some ribbons on his armor.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's a busy time of the year for the Mace. But Anise is the highest seniority fighter in the Castleton branch.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The best be beer ribbons, cat. &gt;:|

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">They're beer -scented-.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">I LOVE THIS CAT.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hops out of the giant machine and then goes underneath both carriages, hooking up some inscrutable machinery linkage along the bottoms of them through the connection braces

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So, any takers on riding with Shankfang? :3

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... How is your rhino going to come along... ah... Dorf, was it?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan carry anodder 400 pounds vit me.&quot; :3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Aye, 'n' urr ye truly gaun tae hurl oan they things??&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Dorf should so volunteer.

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

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

* Anise Berilan is looking over the machines with a O_o expression.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvun?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy promize to make it fun~!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently we are.&quot; ^^;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Vrrrrrrr.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;No thanks.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No thanks.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll take the windbreaks of the carriages, thanks.&quot; =w=;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Mmm, ah think ah wull hurl oan th' wee yin. At least ah ken they deffbikes aren't as likely tae explode.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;How fast do they go?&quot; &gt;:3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd rather stay inside the cairrages. less cold wind to worry about&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dragula goes 80 MPH.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I dinnae suppose Trample 'ere cuid shack up wi' th' mules?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks back to Gnogglebolt and shouts, &quot;How fast do they go?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und Hy hef plans to upgrade her, so she kan go even fastah!&quot; &gt;:D

TMG:<font color="#000000">(crap I can't remember if its 60 or 40. -3- )

Liatai:<font color="#000000">40.

* Anise Berilan clambers aboard. &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It can make a top speed of about fourty miles in one hour, on typical terrain!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi and Aelian climb aboard.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Uh, what about icy terrain?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't see why not. ... As long as he can handle himself. Hey, Barbarus!&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Forty miles per hour, but careening out of control. *bricked!!*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Icy terrain, normal terrain, rough terrain, iz all de same to Dragula.&quot; &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wheeles are big and solid, they can grip even through ice.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066"><b>&quot;What?&quot;

</b> Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I dinnae suppose Trample 'ere cuid shack up wi' th' mules?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh yeah perfect maneuverability. &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;By not normal terrain, I mean something like rocky crags or cliff faces.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dorf wants to know if his rhino can stay with your mules?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I wonder if it dons on Dorf what shack up with means.. *MOAR*

* Ghostwish whaps hatari with an urban-lingo fish.

* Dr. Hatari troll-wiggles.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066"><b>&quot;Just let me tell my minions to mix in some cannibus with Vene's food!&quot;

</b> Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">canibus*

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You've been giving your mule pot?&quot; =3=;;;

Eirik:<font color="#CC0066">A minion appears with feed bags.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Aw, Niel Armstrong died.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah, I heard.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&gt;: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom boards the second carriage with a clank and clatter.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066"><b>&quot;Only when I don't want her rampaging and killing people!&quot;

</b> Trample:<font color="#9933FF"><b>Bitches.

</b> Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where do you even -- never mind I don't want to know. Bad Ed. Don't get involved.&quot; =w=;;;;;

Venezuela:<font color="#CC0066"> WEAKLIN- ...

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

Venezuela:<font color="#CC0066">What was I saying? |D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I has a Dorf!

Honduras:<font color="#CC0066">Fish tacos should be a thing.

Venezuela:<font color="#CC0066">Oh, yeah!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Maybe it's a plains thing..&quot; {|3

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Oh god Dorf so heavy~! *brick'd*

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066"><b>&quot;Everyone know where the weed man is!&quot;

</b> Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf promptly jumps on Dragula. &quot;You better nae take the motor slow. Micht huv tae toss ye aff 'n' take the motor it myself.&quot; He says, grinning as he lifts his helmet up, and reaches it into the cranium, from which he pulls out.. goggles. The dwarf dons them, and instant biker dwarf. *brick'd so many times*

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">That's actually a running joke in my criminal justice classes. &gt;&gt;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">That everyone know where the weed man is.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And that weed never got no one killed.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Wat. :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh don' hyu vorry. Hy don' go slow.&quot; &gt;:3

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">A student who took last year's classes wrote a very memerable argument for the legalization of maryjuana.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I can never spell that right.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">,,, did you mean memorable or meme-able. XP

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">It seriously made me pause and think. XP

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Both.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom leans his back to the carriage wall and calls semi-loudly out a window, &quot;What's our first stop?&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;HELL!&quot; The dwarf calls out, and fist-pumps.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hang on, lemme check my map!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">What tiem is it, o'pocketwatch?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To Edaric and Swallowtail, &quot; I'm not gonna lie, I completely forget why he's coming along.&quot; owo;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">should be sometime before noon...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Is this Hell? Yes, I'd like to make a reservation for 300.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom puzzles. Did I do this? Was this a plan/ =3=c;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, and of course, Shankfang says goodbye to Talfeera before they leave. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Roughly 9:00 AM o'pocketwatch.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;192/40 = 192 / 40 = 4.8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">You were drunk, Thomas.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Why else would it be a dwarf?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge check...

* Gamal-Junayd tries to jam himself into the corner of the cairrage, and arrainge his winter blanket over him so he's as warm as possible

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think Blackwood's on the way north somewhere if we want to stop there.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus blanches a little. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll have to pass around a large forest. By my calculations, it should take about five hours to get to 'Chardem', which is the city situated between two mountain ranges just before the Moscra Desert.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is, if I go right around the forest and pass 'Tarova'.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I could go left and passy by Blackwood instead. That'll add another half-hour.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm good --&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus dons a slow smirk. &quot;...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Ed. &quot; Unless there was something you wanted to visit while we're there~&quot; *w*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's blackwood?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any reasont o pass it?&quot;

* Edaric chuckles. &quot;For crying out loud, I haven't heard anything from that barmaid since we left town.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus laughs!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Barmaid...?&quot; =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Anyways, yeah, no business there really.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan get hyu dere in less dan tree hours, Ed...&quot; &gt;:3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you want to see the site of one of the group's earlier adventures, Gamal, Shankfang, no particular reason.&quot; :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Assuming henny uf hyu aktually trusted me on my Deffbike, hennyvay.&quot; :/

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go the fastest route. Less time spent among snow..the better.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom status updates Shankfang, &quot;Nope, sorry.&quot; :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I'm meditating here.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yes, he's still sore about no one trusting him on his bike. Even though he's an excellent driver and he's had it for years and years and it hasn't once exploded. &gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, passing by Tavora it is. Next stop, Chardem, five hours!&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Hop on over to Autumn Road wen you're ready to travel!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">right now? your asking the guy who doesn't like the snow, if he wants to be rip roaring around at super high speeds in the middle of winter without any protection from the wind. heck no not gonna happen even if he was used to mechanical transportation

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But Dragula has a big Incindigas boiler! Is very warm on it!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">warm ass frozen face

* Thomas Lazarus takes it relatively easy during the trip. He remains draped along most of the wall of one of the carriage cabins.

GM:<font color="#000000">-- Ooh. Er. And you might want to roll Listen checks, with a -10 due to the wind rushing over you.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Listen Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 16 + 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Listen result negative four. {:3

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">7!

* Anise Berilan seems thrilled by the ride. &gt;:D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20-10 = 17 - 10 = 7&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 3 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 6&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; listen!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt guns the engine, and away they go! Since the majority of overland travel is 'in a straight line' with only minor course corrections and the occasional turn around the edges of the forest, Maneuverability Checks are only at DC 10. Also, since there's no 'combat' or otherwise anything particularly distracting, Gnogglebolt takes 10 on these checks (but if we suddenly enter combat, actual rolls will be necessary)

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 11 + 13 = 24&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; listen!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You'd be having even more fun if you rode on Dragula~! &gt;:3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-6 = 6 - 6 = 0&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 1 + 7 = 8&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Listen check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">In a single hour, the Trucktrain travels about as far as a horse does in a whole day.

* Shankfang the Deffrider spends a lot of time making the ride as awesome and fun as possible, since Dragula moves twice as fast as the Trucktrain.

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">So slow.

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Fatty.

* Thomas Lazarus stares at the cabin ceiling for a stretch of the trip. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Don't make me put a Seaforium Booster on this thing. *_*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HE doesn't work like that! &gt;:E

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The bard and the ranger are the only ones who can hear it over the wind -- a shrill whistle seems to be heard over and over as the caravan rumbles past points on the road, and pedestrians run for the hills as soon as they hear the thing get close.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ooo, double-insult. Using C4 and going fasta. &gt;83

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">No, seriously. There -is- a Seaforium Booster. It's...goblintech, but it's there. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That makes no sense!

* Edaric has given up trying to practice over the sound of the trucktrain.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">High explosives don't work like that!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Do you guys hear that? It sounds like a signal whistle!&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">They do now because gaslamp.

* Thomas Lazarus glances over.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I do hear it. What is that?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Description: The most recent goblin pilot, Razzeric, has made his own modifications to the goblin drag car. He&#8217;s added on a modified seaforium charge to the car, without any safety mechanisms. Powers: This upgrade boosts the speed by 20 mph for an overall speed of 80 mph, but it also increases the Malfunction Rating by 2.

* Thomas Lazarus looks at the horizon. &quot;..?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um..maybe we should see what's going on.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Behind you, or ahead of you, Tom?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's say ahead.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HE Gaslamp shennanigans aside...

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">I'm still faster. &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is of course looking forward over the road.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe it's just rangers or elves getting a fright or something. We're not causing anyone any real harm, atleast.&quot;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Fatty McFatfat.

GM:<font color="#000000">Nothing currently ahead, aside from more frightened horsemen and pedestrians bolting for the brush -- HOLY! THAT came out of nowhere! A giant web has suddenly stretched between two of the trees ahead! Gnogglebolt, Shankfang, roll Use Tech Device checks to stop!

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sweet lightning!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I wonder what this button does...&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 6 + 14 = 20&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Use Tech Device!

* Thomas Lazarus grabs a hand-hold.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Use Tech Device! (also, Shankfang...)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(-2 to the check for every Increment.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: you know this is going to give us an actual reason to want to get an airship right? hehe

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Just like range increments, vehicles have Speed Increments)

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">One moment while I calculate mine...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;165*2 = 165 * 2 = 330&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Autumn Road'Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Normally this is where I would be like MORE LIKE COCKULATING

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">But hark, encounter!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Which book was it listed in again? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I'm two increments over first, so. Use Tech Device check to come to a stop! Or at least, try to. Additional penalties for decxreasing in increments.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Changing Speed: Accelerating or decelerating up to one speed increment is easy. For each additional speed increment the pilot accelerates of decelerates in a round, she takes a cumulative &#8211;4 penalty on her maneuverability check for the round.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;What in blazes!?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Core book, Ram

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">page 211

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, I have a grand total of -8 to my check.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">-4 for mine.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">-4 for being two increments over my initial speed, -4 for trying to go straight down from top speed to stop in one round.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well the check is only going on five minutes late. :B

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Use Tech Device: &#171; &#160;1d20+18-8 = 2 + 18 - 8 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So, 16. Unless Lia wants me to reroll.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">aaand the DC was 20.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">DC to move a vehicle in combat is 20. Gnogglebolt failed.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D8

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(fortunately, MR is 1, barely scraped by that)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The Trucktrain barrels right into the web.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Laws of motion says that web and the trees aren't going to stop us.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">We're going too fast, with too much mass.

TMG:<font color="#000000">This is probably magic, Meany.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">If they did, the trucktrain would be cut to ribbons.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You're grossly underestimating the actual strength of a Web.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">The web would hold.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">But the trees it's attached too would be uprooted.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It doesn't need to be attached to jack shit. It's like a swimming pool of tar. :B

Gnogglebolt's Trucktrain:<font color="#000000">With a might-loud sqeal of metal and rumble of earth being kicked up, the trucktrain digs furrows into the ground as it tries to stop! But, it's not enough.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">We on the inside though are going to be flung all over and into each other as we are suddenly deccelerated even if we don't stop

Gnogglebolt's Trucktrain:<font color="#000000">Will wait on Ram to roll his check, and then DM to describe what happens.

GM:<font color="#000000">OOF! The Deffbike and trucktrain barrel straight into that web!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Already rolled, Techy.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He rolled his check when it was called.

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

* Gamal-Junayd is NOT happy as he gets most likely flung into the front of the cabin

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Slowpoke.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the hell?!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;AUGH what in the trees just happened!?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Blah!!&quot; Templar crashes about in the carraige pile-up/sudden stop. DX

Gnogglebolt's Trucktrain:<font color="#000000">Crash! Crunch! Rumble! Everyone in the carriages is flung forward in a heap as the carriages crunch right into the rear of each other and the trucktrain.

* Shankfang the Deffrider goes into a powerslide as he tries to stop, but does not succeed.

GM:<font color="#000000">The mechanisms squeal and complain, slipping and grinding as the fibers gum up the mechanics -- and the passengers find themselves jockeyed about the inside of the trucktrain. The Deffbike's passengers are thrown from it and entangled! Everyone takes &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; points on nonlethal damage.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066"><b>&quot;I'm suddenly in the mood to do violence.&quot;

</b> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Aaaaaugh! What in the almighty--''&quot; And there's the multiple-language cursing everyone knows and loves.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Red-eyes through the illusion. Ooh, he's pissed.

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''HALT! FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS AND IN THE NAME OF THE CROWN! HALT!'''&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus staggers an arm upright and slowly pulls himself up with a wince.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;HOKAY, VO DE FUCK DID DIS?! HY AM GOINK TO SCHOOT YOU IN DE FACE UNTIL HYU DIE FROM IT!&quot; &gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Ed! Swallowtail..! Are you guys hurt?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl stands up with a huff, shoving weight off of him, and pulling others to their feet.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;For the love of Garl, who the hell are you and what are you doing?!&quot; The tophatch bangs open as Gnogglebolt shakenly tries to clamber out the top.

* Edaric groans. &quot;I'm all right,,,&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Then he's heading for the door-oh gods!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">What's it take to escape narfing entanglement?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hahaha, oh man.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I'm.. fine.. ow.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You'e webbed.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Are the cairrages stuck in webs, or can we opent he doors and get out?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/web.htm

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks around as he tries to see what just happened.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good luck with that mate.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">OhOh, should we all roll reflex saves?

* Shankfang the Deffrider is PISSED!

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf.. is actually laughing. &quot;Oh jings, crivens, help ma boab. Th' ainlie wey tae mak' this better wid be tae be drunk!&quot;

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">Four guardsmen are riding up behind the vehicles on panting, sweating horses... and behind them is carnage. Carriages overturned, horses panicking...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh shitI hit the wrong keys my chat window is typing from the wrong direction.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Do I get to make a reflex save, or am I auto-webbed?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">When his immediate companions are confirmed safe, Tom staggers to his feet.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Yeah. That happens. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Yer gonna haveta restart client to fix. ))

* Thomas Lazarus pops the door of his carriage open -- if it isn't already ajar -- and staggers out.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What's the meaning of this??&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Shankfang is auto-webbed, as is Dorf. The people in the trucktrain can head out, but anyone in the first carriage or trucktrain itself will need to make a Reflex save.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Brb. Could, uh, chat slow down until I get back? I won't ask it to stop entirely, though. ^^;

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl barges out, getting his red eyes under control.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">And makes a save!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Reflext save before I go:&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 16 + 10 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 2 + 10 + 0 = 12&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Ref save!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">hey, I made it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Nope.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Wai, who needs to make a save?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">brb now

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 14 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Strength check no way he's getting out. &gt;:E

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 17 + 6 = 23&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Strength check!

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">The riders finally get close enough to speak without shouting, their horses' heads drooping and sides heaving.

* Gamal-Junayd opens the doors to his section, checks if it's safe to leave the cairrage

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Now you see why I say web is bullshit. No matter what, you're locked down for like four rounds minimum. Luckily this doesn't seem to be combat. ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;IF HYU HURT DRAGULA HY EM GOINK TO MAKE HYU VISH HYU VERE NEVER BORN!&quot; &gt;:E

RAM:<font color="#990000">Yes, I agree. Web is BS.

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;If anyone -- should be asking that, citizen -- it's us!&quot; The captain of the group shouts, sweeping an arm behind him.

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his head with a wince.

RAM:<font color="#990000">And you get it at level 2. &gt;:E

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl is ensnared in the web as he exits the carriage. But that only seems to slow him down. The 'old man' digs his feet into the ground and keeps walking forward. Boughs of the trees creak and turn before shattering, and allowing Sszeyl to leave the web.

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">So many overturned carriages, injured horses... the road is torn up... and the guards look pissed.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">So do I.

* Thomas Lazarus draws out his LMS badge briefly. &quot;Please explain why you crashed us before my companions berserk and attack. Quickly, if you don't mind.&quot; =_=;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066"><b>And I'm a lot scarier than you are.

</b> Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Strength again still not happening.

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

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;An inquisitor? Oh, great.&quot; The officer groans. &quot;This day gets better and better.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Through sheer seething rage, Shankfang manages to pull free and escape!

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

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;You and your companions failed to heed warnings and commands to stop, multiple times.&quot; &gt;:|

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">lia, is it possible to exit the cairrage without riskigng entanglement?

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

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;From multiple bands of guardsmen.&quot; &gt;:|

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;HYU KRASHED MY BIKE!&quot; &gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Calm down, Shankfang..&quot; =_=#;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, can someone whisper me what I missed?

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your 'bike' crashed dozens of citizens who were going about their business!&quot; &gt;:|

TMG:<font color="#000000">...quicklike, from the sounds of things? :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Done.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, done.

* Thomas Lazarus looks back.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">fromt he cairrage &quot;Why were they crashing. we weren't running into, or that close to anyone.&quot; he shoots a glare at shankfang and gnoggle, hoping they wouldn't of done anything stupid like near misses on slower carts

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Oh is that what that was.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">And I'm gonna have to say... wouldn't Gnogglebolt have -seen- anyone ahead of him pulling off to the side and crashing themselves?

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's kind of a hard thing to miss...

Highway Patrol Wizard:<font color="#000000">&quot;A Web was the gentlest deceleration method we could manage before you went out of range.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;GAH, FREAKIN BAKVATER HILLBILLY CAVEMEN! HY SVEAR IZ LIKE DIS VOLE NARFFIN KOUNTRY IZ STUK IN DE DEM STONE AGE!&quot;&gt;:E

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We should have gone by air.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus facepalms from combined arms fire embarassment. =w=;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Or teleport.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider certainly wasn't buzzing anyone else on the road.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi and the gang are staying in the carts, avoiding the webs, but there's an awful lot of barking from the hounds.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Can only teleport to previously visited locations, Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You haven't been to visit your mother in all this time?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">I did mention it, and figured it was a given... =w=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">* Shankfang the Deffrider certainly wasn't buzzing anyone else on the road. ---That, Gnogglebolt would have slown down if he saw anyone ahead of us...

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You did? :x

* Dr. Hatari never caught that. :.

GM:<font color="#000000">You're on well-travelled roads in a medieval country, what do you expect? =3=;;;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">To all o us, or whisper?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heck, I would have expected jaunty waves of &quot;Ho, folks&quot; from us, to the utter 0_0 of everyone we pass before we pick up speed again...

TMG:<font color="#000000">I would have expected -that- to be a given. -3-

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It was a blizzard two days ago, I figured it would be like a few foot travelers at best.. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">But nothing like CHAAAARGE THROUGH THEM ALL

GM:<font color="#000000">You made quite a show of saying how fast you were going, and how &quot;exciting&quot; you were making the journey.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh well, this is kind of amusing. :B

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">NOW PAY THE COURT A FINE OR SERVE YOUR SENTENCE. &gt;:E *brick'd!!!*

TMG:<font color="#000000">That was shankfang. -3-;; But okay, rolling with it. Somehow. :B

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">They were just going so SLOW!!!1! *bricked!*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Making it exciting does not mean bussing random passerby. But, rolling...

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt finally gets his bearings and wanders over to the group, clutching his head. There's quite a lareg bruise-bump developing.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Warnings? What warnings?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...I didn't even see anyone else on the road, where did they all come from?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;But the crown already owes us...what was, it, over a hundred thousand? Couldn't we have it taken out of that?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Besides. These are animal-drawn vehicles and travelers. You don't have to get anywhere &quot;near&quot; them to drive them off-course and charging bramble in a panic.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy imagine dey vere uzink zum uf doze dinky leetle vistles or zummdink.&quot;

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;The twelve different highway patrol officers you passed all blew their signal whistles and ordered you to halt. You ignored them and kept going.&quot;

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

* Shankfang the Deffrider reached for his, unfortunately, webbed bike and revvs the engine.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;........ I didn't hear anything. That must have been what Ed asked about.&quot; =3=;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You are presuming we even heard them to start with. Cannot hear much of anything at those speeds.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Whistles? I didn't hear any whistles...&quot;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000"><b> VVVVVVVRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

</b> Highway Patrol Healer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Imagine what would have happened if it wasn't a web --&quot; The horses all start, and the riders have to take a moment to calm them.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;VAT? HY'M ZORRY, HY KAN' HEAR HYU OVER DE ZOUND UF MY ENGINE!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, I think the point's been made, Shankfang. -3-&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright alright alright,&quot; Tom raises a hand and frowns. &quot;They're just doing their jobs, Shank. We both made mistakes.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yeah, he's pissed. &gt;:E

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I thought I heard something..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom approaches the officers with a sigh.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy didn' hear schit.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah. I'm, uh...going to have to pay closer attention. And...go slower. Ugh. Well...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Could you please dismiss your web now?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Or we could go cross country.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But no, you didn't want to -scratch the paint.-&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Since I presume that we're going to be charged for the apparent disruption of civillian traffic, as well as...uh... a little damage to the road from my attempt to stop and avoid that web, how much do we owe you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is, you and, er, everyone behind us.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks back again and sweatdrops.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This wasn't the Light Side choice. TwT *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...what. D|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But but but I'm being diplomatic by being upfront and offering to take blame and cover the damages!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Why is this wrong? D|

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not until this matter is sorted out, inquisitor.&quot; To Gnogglebolt; &quot;... For the miles of road you tore up with your tires... the numberous citizens who have had property and their well-being damaged...&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">A SLIPPERY SLOPE. *adds +1 alignment shift to...*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">*ACCIDENTAL EVIL* *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Waaaaaah!!! D|

TMG:<font color="#000000">(but not, seriously. Why wasn't that the 'good' course of action, and what would have been, hatari?)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Zo, now ve hef to go efen slower, ven dere iz a city full of Devils ve are tryink to save?&quot; &gt;:E

* Dr. Hatari was just makin' jokes.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Let's not discuss our courses of actions in front of the local militia, hmm?&quot;

* TMG doesn't feel so bad now

* You roll to yourself: 70*13 =&gt; 70 * 13 = 910Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;... one thousand gold pieces.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Miles of road..&quot; D|

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">I would like to make it clear that I do not think the Deffbike is heavy enough to tear up well-traveled hardpack.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;One thousand. Alright. Uh...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl marches up, and unloads ten 100gp gold ingots onto the patrolmen.

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;And you must proceed more slowly, and with more caution.&quot; &gt;:|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt heads to the trucktrain main. He's already thinking about how horrible this is going to be for their rep is the Vigilant Guardians are ever named for this.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Enjoy the -hand breaking- weight.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He comes back with a sack of money. darnit, sszeyl!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">My method causes them more distress! &gt;:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So tempted to just destroy the web and make a run for it.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">lawls

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But goddamn we have to many lawful people in the party. &gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's a web you fool

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well. Gnogglebolt looks at Sszeyl, returns, splits his bag in half from what he was -planning-, then comes back. &quot;And here's another one thousand.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Except Gnoggle. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Who abhors the very concept of duty. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's more formidable than a gazebo!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Double the payouts to everyone.&quot;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( :B ))

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">The guards put a sanction on your speed -- a mere 108 miles per day. GASP. D|

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">our cairrages are probably still made out of wood

* Thomas Lazarus ponders.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The carriages aren't webbed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're truly sorry about this. We didn't realize.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">108 miles per day? |.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;And THEN it occurs to me..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I could have scried on my father, and teleported to THAT location.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm not zorry.&quot; &gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, yes, Gnogglebolt added a second 1,000 gold on top of what Sszeyl gave them.

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and looks to Tathi. &quot;..Well, we're seeing a desert dragon first, anyways.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I hope your horses are strong enough for all this~

Highway Patrol Patrolman:<font color="#000000">They're coursers... well, except for the wizard's.

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm sorry, that pun was more awful than usual.

* Dr. Hatari hangs head.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">also; 'mere 108 miles per day'? Actually, if the issue was that we're going too fast when near other people... Gnogglebolt could just travel at somewhere between half and three quarters speed. That'd be within his first range increment, which means he could freely slow down to 0 when he sees someone, before we catch up. Could still make decent distance with that.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You wouldn't have to worry about that if your country wasn't full of backwater bumpkins and actually kept up with technological process. &gt;:E

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Deffbike crashes is the number one cause of death for teenage Mazians. =3= *bricked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Good thing I'm not a teenage Mazian, then. :P

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">The guard looks surprised for a moment that people actually have that much gold on them, but accepts the payment. &quot;Thank you. Your names, please, so this can be recorded properly?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh, just drive under the speed limit. =3= *brick'd*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Bent, first name Get. &gt;:E

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">*brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs. &quot;We're the Vigilant Guardians. I'm Gnogglebolt Sparkgear.&quot; Gnogglebolt lets everyone else introduce themselves.

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

* Swallowtail remains silent and in the cart, hidden.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Sszeyl.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Um, yeah, no, when you get pulled over for speeding, the passengers don't introduce themselves. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Everyone else standing outside. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">SUCKS TO BE THEM.

* Gamal-Junayd just sits back as well he wasn't driving. and never exited the cairrage

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please let me check my webbed companions for injuries.&quot;

* Anise Berilan has been zonked out napping. ~D|

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat HYU kaused!&quot; &gt;:E

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf is still laughing.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">~D8

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened?&quot; =3=;;;

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't know whether to be grateful or not.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang, really, as they said they were just doing their job, and any other ways would have been even more destructive.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh yes, and it is useful to note that all thje carriages are probably crunched and tilted at angles on two wheels, barely kept from falling over due to their connections. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;We got webbed, and pulled over for speeding, apparently. Another reason magic should be used in the place of technology..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anise wakes up to gravity screw.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy don' kare! Hy'm pizzed und Hy svear if dere iz even VUN skratch on Dragula...&quot; &gt;:E

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

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Eh, no worse than your average Loda night. *brick'd*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;All the way from over here? You must have elven ears.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm standing right outside the carriage.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Are we done?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( He has Gnomish ears. Their mod is just as good as yours. :B ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And it's covered with wood and tarp.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We have buisiness to conclude.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">SHENANIGANS.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und lifes to save.&quot; &gt;:E

Barbarus' Carriage:<font color="#CC0066">Yours might be. But Barbie's is a gypsie wagon.

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;And your name, angry Mazian?&quot; :|

Barbarus' Carriage:<font color="#CC0066">Colorful and pimpin'.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Last I checked, I have to do something pretty crazy to get arrested for teleporting. Then again, everything with technology is crazy.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We just got pulled over for insane destructive driving.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And he's about to say Shankfang de Deffrider. *bricked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang glares, and finally growls out, &quot;Shenkfang, de Deffrider.&quot; &gt;:E

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you'd used magic to go just as fast though, they'd still pull you over.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Except I wouldn't be on the ground. I'd be flying.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und vere vould dat leaf de rest uf us non-wizards?&quot;

Highway Patrol Healer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Deffrider, please calm down. Consider if that had been a wall of stone, or a building instead of a malleable web. Or heavens forbid, a person.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">FLYINGK HYU SAY

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vill hef hyu know Hy hef nefer hit a person, or a buildink, or a vall.&quot; &gt;:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ooh, so tempted to add &quot;at least, no person I didn't intend to hit,&quot; but I think I'll leave that out. :B

Highway Patrol Healer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yet you hit a web. Sir, for the safety of yourself and others, please keep to a more reasonable speed and heed warning signals.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well, in our defense in that one, you did cast it right and front of us before we could see it coming.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;A veb hyu kast right in front uf me, zo dat hardly kounts. Last Hy cheked, buildins don' materialize in de middle uf de road.&quot; &gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, of course a dragon is going to fly straight into a mountain if it blinks into existence fifty feet in front of him mid-flight.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus clears his throat. =///=

Highway Patrol Wizard:<font color="#000000">&quot;You were on the extreme end of the spell's range before anyone could react.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gentlemen. The issue has reached a satisfactory resolution. Let's not entertain more debates. We have appointments to keep.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs. &quot;Indeed we do.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian covers his face and groans.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Nor do vallz. Or pipple, unless dey hef a Deffwish.&quot; &gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns and looks at the pileup of the trucktrain and the carriages.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Vae will lol at this log so much.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Obviously the real solution is to go so fast they just dno't have TIME to react :)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Heh, deffwish. Get it?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...And I hate to say it folks, but it's going to take me at least an hour to fix all this.&quot;

* Highway Patrol Officer nods back to the wizard, who snaps his fingers. The webs vanish in an instant.

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">The dwarf drops to the ground, still laughing. |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So lucky we're all good charcters. &gt;:E

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( I should now spring out, subdue them all with my blades, take the money adn run. ))

Highway Patrol Officer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Travel safely. And slow down in the future!&quot; &gt;:|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets into one of the carriages and retrieves his TInker's Belt, straps it on, and sets to work.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">gonna make an evening snack. brb. :3

* Shankfang the Deffrider bites his tongue to keep from retorting.

* Thomas Lazarus steps over to the carriages and raises a hand aloft. A glow is cast over the party in a wave, and the nonlethal damage gets undone in a few castings of Mass Cure.

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

Snarky:<font color="#000000">And for the first time, little Snarky is able to help him. Er...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That includes you, little animals.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Snarky, fix!&quot; Handle Animal: &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; DC 10

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Now, with that done, Shankfang goes to look over Dragula for any damage.

GM:<font color="#000000">No damage, though there's dirt and snow everywhere.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">All good characters, he says. *_*

Snarky:<font color="#000000">The little lizard hops-to and crawls in and around the mechanisms as Gnogglebolt sets to work. He has to enlist the help of the strong members of the party to shift the trucktrain and carriages to separate them so repairs can be properly effected.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Noms?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You guys are lucky.&gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">So embarassing.. D|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">In the next hour of work, I presume some civillian travelers pass us by?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">TWait!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I've got one more thing to say.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Shankfang for I WOULD STRANGLE YOU IF I COULD, YOU HILLBILLIES!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After the patrols leave and before other travellers show up, Gnogglebolt calls out to Edaric.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...So, Ed.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari noms Anise for disregard traffic accident; acquire Z's. I chuckled.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah?&quot; Ed has been repairing his lute -- the string snapped again in the crash.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How many bards will it take to spin this story into something approaching positive, or at least humorously neutral, and how much do we need to pay them off for it?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because if we don't do PR damage control, this is going to wreck our rep...&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gnogglebolt: DAMAGE CONTROL!

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;I think this little incident, against all we've done..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Will just poison people's opinions of engine-drawn craft.&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, and of course, while the patrol is leaving...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt pokes his head out of the engine. &quot;Exactly!&quot; Back into the engine he goes.

* Edaric chuckles. =3=;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang gives Dragula a good rev, just to make sure she's running fine after that. &gt;:3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Petty revenge? Yes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But oh so sweet.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Incidentally I think I'm making some breakthroughs on that divine teleport spell.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Ed? Well?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're the bard. How many of your coworkers will it take?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe the money might be better spent on an awerness campaign and changing of the traffic rules to accomidate faster traffic if you really want to change views.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;G-- gimme a day or two, I'll come up with something.&quot; =3='

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How big of a story will this be?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Also, for lulz, who's the first travellers to overtake us as we're pulled off to the side of the road all broken down, and that's their expressions? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(and what kind of glares/expressions are we giving them? xP )

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Shankfang's probably just accusingly glaring, like, 'it's all YOUR fault!' x3 )

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Probably farmers keeping a generous distance and &gt;8( respectively. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Most of them just give you a wide berth. But one guy, leading, an injured horse, yells &quot;Serves you right!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">If they say anything, Shankfang responds with &quot;Chust makink sure hyu didn' break hennytink. Dumkopfs .&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Yeah, expected that one. 'rubber band is on the other claw now'...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh lord, angry Half-Orc.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I try to heal the horse. *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Hey Ed? Add that as another factor to damage-control on this story.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Someone may want to hold Shankfang back, he's reaching for his axe.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Ack! Bard on damage control! Shankfang, roll a Will save.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Whoa laddie!&quot; The dwarf says, catching Shankfangs hand.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*regarding the person who had the opinion of 'serves you right'

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">We ending already? I thought we were going for a long haul?

GM:<font color="#000000">Yeah, we're ending once this scene wraps up. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ghost, it's well end time now, and the way things are going, it's gonna be a -long- trip. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">WHERE IS THE REAL GHOST

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Will save. Dorf is restraining him, though. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">YOU WILL NEVER FIND HIS BODY.

* Dr. Hatari spychecks

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Shankfang is... calmed. Calm Emotions get. ^^;

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ain't hee haw tae be getting in a rammy ower. Be lik' a rock rider, ye mad rocket. Tough as stone.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I'm still rearin' to go. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Noms? :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well what we could do..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But before will save, Shankfang yells, in Orcish, (&quot;HY KILL YOU ONTIL HYU DIE FROM IT! DEY VILL NEFER FIND HYU BODY!&quot;) &gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..Is screw around while Gnogglebolt repairs the engine. :B *wrench'd*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Gnogglebolt and Shank for speed ticket rage. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt also straightens out a lot of bent connection axels between the carriage linkages.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And then, calmed.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Thomas for damage control of said incident. XP

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is now just giving out mild glares. &gt;:(

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ed definitely gets a nom for emergency PR powers. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Swallowtail and Gamal for staying smart and staying low. :P

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">tathi for I'm a passenger, aint saying my name

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Anise for SNOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEE

RAM:<font color="#990000">Dorf for ROFLMAO

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl for that awesome description of just walking through the web until tree boughs snap and then dropping fifty pounds of gold on the man's hand. :B

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl: Here's your gold. I hope it breaks your hand.

* Dr. Hatari noms self for attempting to pull plot forward for like five hours. =3= *BRICKED*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's like a new record of bricks tonight

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Irl a gold ingot of brick size requires two hands to lift for even strong men.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Trying to lift five of them will dislocate joints.

* RAM denoms Hatari for nomming himself. :P

* Dr. Hatari starts willy-nilly spam nomming self. ~=3=~

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">He's nommed himself alot.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Also.

* RAM detonates C4 in Hatari's spleen.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Swallowtail for &quot;A ninja is never seen. o3o&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm still only like a third as megalomaniacal as Tezkat. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Ed for &quot;Oh, now I'm our PR department eh? Where' my office? Where's my pay raise? WHERE'S MY SECRETARY?!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh whup, almost forgot to deduct 1,000 gp from token

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You get paid?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;45249-1000 = 45249 - 1000 = 44249&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Well, I wouldn't call her a secretary, but he'll get a fellow bard next level. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Damage control! 100 XP - Rassafrassin' backwards Kellons... Shankfang - 100 XP - Breakfast! 100 XP - FUCK YOU TRAFFIC COPS. &gt;:E Gamal - 100 XP - OH NO, SNOW! 100 XP - Laying low. Thomas - 100 XP - Miracle Worker 100 XP - Checking on the missing cook. Sszeyl - 100 XP - STOMP STOMP STOMP DOSH. 100 XP - I'll find a shop in this snow if it kills me. &gt;:| Tathi - 100 XP - Poking the hornet's nest. Edaric - 100 XP - Emergency PR powers activate! 100 XP - Giving up warmth for another. Swallowtail - 100 XP - A ninja is never seen. o3o Anise - 100 XP - Disregard accident, acquire Z's.

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh! And a nom from the DM.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi/Aelian - 100 XP - So Silverthrush, where'd your scars go?

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;45900+100+100 = 45900 + 100 + 100 = 46100&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

* RAM forgot that!

RAM:<font color="#990000">46700 XP now!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, no noms for the holy water thing, though? :B ah well.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">good enough. :U

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I forget those parts, sorry.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">or...not? :.

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - You want how much holy water?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I got three hours of sleep. =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;46100+100 = 46100 + 100 = 46200&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Savin' campaign.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">token saved--

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">er,,, I hope. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;47372+400+100+100+100+100+100 = 47372 + 400 + 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 = 48272&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">ah well, it's in log, so if it wasn't, can edit token next time

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Things will be different when I'm a party member. We would've rolled for init. *_*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're never becoming a PC!! &gt;:O

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">http://mlkshk.com/r/4SL

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Of course we get the pansy sibling.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Gnoggle asking for all of the holy water.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We'll see! *w*

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">But she already is! In my world! And now I'm becoming one here. IT BEGINS, THOMAS.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...what' that .gif screaming? looks like &quot;everyone&quot;...)

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">ROLL FOR INIT

* Shankfang the Deffrider hits Tom!

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

Gamal-Junayd whispers: and...I just realized I somehow messed up gamal leveling. I've got hm correct in skills and BaB and stuff..but his dervish abilities are like a level behind. hah

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">My feelings. D| *bonk'd*

GM:<font color="#000000">Campaign saved... and a heads-up.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">WITH THE DEFFBIKE!

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">What level should dorf here be? :3

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">3

GM:<font color="#000000">There might not be a game next Satudray, since I got a call to do some housesitting. Depends on whether I can access their internet or not with this computer.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">&gt;: Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:x

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Alrighty.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Good luck!

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Dorf should be level 10.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">*copies Thomas' sheet* :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Server can go down whenever you like, spectral one. See you guys in the IRC! :3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">OCH.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Seeya! :U

RAM:<font color="#990000">Seeya there!

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

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

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

You have disconnected.