Session 59

Ghostwish has connected.

TMG has connected.

TMG:I can finally see ze maps :o

Liatai:Yay! :D

Liatai:Let me drag my saved Gnogglebolt onto the Lazarus Estate map really quick.

TMG:Okay. Afk again.

TMG:I maaaaaay be a little late. ^^;

TMG:But I'll get back ASAP

Meany has connected.

Meany:Hey, Lia. :o

Meany:You read Dominic Deegan?

Meany:Testing, testing.

Meany:One two.

Meany:Can you hear me, Queen Latifah?

Liatai:Yo!

Liatai:No, I haven't read Dominic Deegan.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Well, take a look at the street in a second, and see if some of these images would be good for a token archieve? :3 I can run through and token a bunch of it over time.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ooh, looking good. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Could always use more half-orcs. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... reminds me, I should zip up my DrowTales tokens and put them on the Swap sometime. :.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">You can go ahead and save these eight ones.

Meany:<font color="#660000">I'll make more, soon.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Kitten has snuggled up between me and the arm of the couch.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Very afraid to move now. =w=;

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

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Brb, moving kitten and getting stuff.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">GRABBIN MAH PILLS. Which is to say ginseng and stuff.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is the Gnogglebolt token up to date, Tech? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai; I do believe so, I checked the EXP

Meany:<font color="#660000">I live. :V

TMG:<font color="#000000">seems right, so it's prolly the most recent

Meany:<font color="#660000">Hey, Ghost, when you get back.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Does Tathi have any Burning Hands today?

Meany:<font color="#660000">It is the witching hour.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I always wake up at 10:00 AM on Saturdays. ?:I

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Blueberry yogurt. =w=

Meany:<font color="#660000">*omf*

GM:<font color="#000000">Omfnomfnomf -- oh it's past 2 o'clock. o.o;

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

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">VAE, you around? :o

Meany:<font color="#660000">Also, Ghostwish, see question above.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Why is burning hands so important?

Meany:<font color="#660000">It isn't.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Just some rp element.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Like, using Burning Hands to warm up a pie back to piping hot.

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Uhm. No.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Burning hands is not a pleasent flam.e

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Prestidigitation can do that. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It's a fucking flamethrower.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I think you use prestidigitation for that.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not deadly combat flames.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah. You'd end up with pie charcoal. X3

TMG:<font color="#000000">remember meany, D&amp;D works off of Vancian magic.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And a funny story.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just as you cannot 'tune up&quot; a spell, neither can you &quot;tune down&quot; a spell (metamagic notwithstanding)

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">oh look, my macro is still there.XD

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai, please remove that. xD

TMG:<font color="#000000">It plays hell on the wikified transcripts. xP

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Why? I like hugs. :B -- Oh. X3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*hugs the DM token!*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How do I delete it. XD

* Dr. Hatari goes off to fetch aspirin. D|

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Don't worry Liatai. I'm sure they'll soon discover all manner of silly macros cropping up on their tokens. :&gt;

Ghostwish:

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Have you seen the section of my macros labeled 'Songs?'

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Which I need to finish up. &gt;&gt;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">No, and I really have no idea why you're asking me. I'm a dog.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">http://memebase.com/2011/06/01/memes-expain-tat-1/

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">did I drop ?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">then why is owl pinging me?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Nah, just thought you'd passed out again.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">What with cats being so prone to intense sleep triatholons.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Right then! Shall we get this show on the road? ROOOOOOOOOLL CALL! :D

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Ahoy!

* VAE did that yesterday, instead of bloody finishing the bloody SCP article

* VAE mroweth

* VAE comes with a road roller

VAE:<font color="#000000">Roll Call!

GM:<font color="#000000">Fae has requested the day off from Akellon today, so he won't be showing up in this episode.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Will anyone notice ?

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

* Dr. Hatari has endured the paradox of being tired yet being in bed and unable to sleep for the past 4.5 hours. =_=

Meany:<font color="#660000">Sick burn, VAE.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Dude, seriously consult a doctor. o_O

Meany:<font color="#660000">That can't be healthy.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">My conversation with Meany concerning Faerie: nanbi@ymail.com: No Fae in-game today. He's got shiz. :V Ghostwish: Surprise surprise

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... Consult a doctor over what? -_-

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I usually go to bed at 2 PM.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's not insomnia you dork. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">.... i haz puppy on maz feet. My feet is the only warm part of my body now. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">The doktor works a night shift. Screwed up sleeping is a given.

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">I could climb on your shoulders and warm those up to. Proximity to the warm fluffy thing up there is just a bonus. :D

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">*too. I'm a cat. I no can haz speeling. :B

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">... seriously, though, what is that black puffball thing? It looks like a rat, but it's way too big...

Meany:<font color="#660000">how me a cat learned french

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto! Last session in Akellon... it was basically a wining-and-dining session. Starting with drunk Miron on a boat. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">how evil am I feeling today...

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

GM:<font color="#000000">And lo, here we are, about to open in the aftermath of a feast. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">So who's betting with me that Elizabeta over there was Thomas' first?

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

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

* Ghostwish flees from all the bricks!!!!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">No no, he would never do it in-house.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">She was probably Tomiko's.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- I -- am stuck between snerking -- and trying to write the description of the scene. It's like the snerk is stuck in my nose. XD

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Quick! Let's see how much we can trip up the DM!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">So, Alexander and Nina. Really makes you wonder what kind of grappling went on in the bedroom.

* Dr. Hatari alt-tabs back to game from Escapist. Suddenly all PCs are now in sexjokes. Face when: &quot;=3=;&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">alright, alright, enough of that, Ghost. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">on with the gam

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

Elizabeta Marigold:<font color="#000000">When you entered the dining hall, the table was bare. One of the servants was standing by the wall, reading from a roll of parchment quietly. Once everyone had chosen their seats...

Elizabeta Marigold:<font color="#000000">BAMF.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 16 + 12 = 28&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Cuz I KNOW what's comin! :P

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I read it as When you entered the dining hall, one of the servants was bare&quot;

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

Elizabeta Marigold:<font color="#000000">Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, the table was set with all manner of delectable meats, pastries, steaming platters of vegetables and baskets of warm bread. A set of fancy dinnerware appears with a sound like crystal chimes before each diner -- even a little crystal dish for B&#228;rli and china bowls for Amadre, Tavia, Ezer, and even Kor!

You whisper to Ghostwish: Scroll of Heroes' Feast.

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

* Elizabeta Marigold bows. &quot;Please enjoy.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Finally! The respect I deserve!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 4 + 17 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spellcraft.. can I recognise how was this done?

Miron:<font color="#000000">er

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gracious. Scrolls like that must get pricy after a bit.&quot; Tathi says.

VAE:<font color="#000000">+15

VAE:<font color="#000000">so 19 it is

* VAE messed up the bonus

You whisper to VAE: It was something from the scroll, that's all you know.

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We normally only take them out when guests come.&quot; ^^

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Practical. None the less, thank you so much for- Lords and heavens, Kor, you can't wait two seconds, can you?&quot;

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( Bones.. won't stop.. crunching.. darn slackers =w=;; ))

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor means to look up, but he just ends up dislodging some of the cheese and looking like a rat with cheese for a head. What?

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron looks surprise. &quot;Excellent.. I'm an inquisitor for over seventy years, and I haven't bloody seen a spell like that.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(VAE hopes he got the timescale right... Must. Do. Miron. Timeline.... one day)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's to be expected, I imagine. It probably isn't often the forces of darkness make you a nice banquet.&quot; =w=

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron starts to laugh. &quot;Very true, brother.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus makes himself a plate. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;How pleasant. :v&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Le consumption.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ugh, let's not mention forces of darkness and their banquets. We still remember that ghoulish butler.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which reminds me.. did we clear out all the lootlog? =3=

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Should anyone want to know, you do get buffs from this feast, though I doubt you'll need them. :B You are cured of all sicknesses and nausea, become immune to poison for 12 hours, gain &#171; &#160;1d8+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; temporary hit points, a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and Will saves, and immunity to fear effects for 12 hours.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( I believe so. ))

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

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ghoulish butler?&quot; Alexander looks up mid-nom. :d

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... I was probably confused from compiling the loot values for Cold War. And also Dorf Fortress.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We always put off looting like math homework. x3

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron has gotten himself some nutrients too.. &quot;I think I speak for everyone when I say the cooking skills of your staff are pure magic.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Fffffffff-- &gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; we, we did clear out Akellon log. My gold went from 10,000 to 20,000 :B

* Nina Lazarus chuckles. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's COld War we have yet to properly clear out

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi giggles. &quot;Terrible pun, Miron.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">XD We do.. though more like english or history homework

* VAE did math and physics first, if there were multiple

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Mm..&quot; ^^; &quot;Up around Castle Osyluth. It was a great concern of the Mace recently. A madwoman was reigning there and had a number of undead servants still operating the place. It was all rather dreadfully surreal.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Fortunately, she has been brought to justice and those souls put to rest.&quot;

* B&#228;rli eats daintily from his little crystal dish. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We bumped that out of the way before stopping by Lorellon..&quot; =3=;; He looks sheepish.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor is probably a louder eater than the rest of the table.

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Dogs will dogs.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Which is to say OM NOM SNARF BURP.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Osyluth? -- Oh, that's the Lundy estate, near Blackwood, right?&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Evocative name the bards gave it, if there was a necromancer living there.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not sure of that.. I think they are a type of devil..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas here knows more about those, though.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh?&quot; :. He considers a moment.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">If there is some relevance to the name, his player is clueless. But Knowledge: Planes &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 10 + 9 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;W--you're right.&quot; :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Osyluth is the proper planar term for them, but that's the common name. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I can't beleive I forgot that in my reading..&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heh.. What can you say.. we're inquisitors.. we're good at getting at the truth.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Mustn't. Snark.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Fight the urge.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">No snark!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Is it just me, or does Virus's hiring in the recent EN resemble how Miron was hired?

* Thomas Lazarus pauses in his eating for a moment and raises a brow at his father.

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;He knows how to read, he'll make a good enough archivist&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">versus that guy recruiting a store clerk

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Did you cross fiends in your career, dad?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">It looks like Terri's eyes may have been a bit bigger than her stomach... maybe. Judging by how high the plate is stacked with food. :9

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Um.. Terri, sweety, your plate is starting to rival you in size.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I could scarcely believe it when we actually encountered one. ..I've been fast learning since then how abundant horrible things like those really are, in the world.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">THAT'S MAH GURL. SNARF SNARF GULP.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Let Terri have fun gorging herself, Tathi. =3=&quot;

* Alexander Lazarus swallows a bite of food. &quot;A few times. Not often, thank the gods.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;This is probably the last auspicious dinner we'll be having for weeks.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">Omnomnomnom -- nom? :d

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, that is until the silliest cleric at the table right now learns to cast this spell himself.&quot; Tathi says, smirking.

VAE:<font color="#000000">what the hell is auspicious

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Auspicious - beneficial. Good.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://www.thefreedictionary.com/auspicious

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Meh... aslong as we aren't starving..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves it off. His plate isn't much smaller. :9

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You go right ahead, dear. It'd be a waste otherwise.&quot; ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl's plate is barely even loaded. =3=; Guess monks just don't know how to gorge.

Terri:<font color="#000000">Nomnomnomnomnomnom! :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hell, he's mostly eating the sweet buns!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some grub for the body, some spirit for the spirit&quot; as they used to say...

Miron:<font color="#000000">All one needs.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">recursive quotes?

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;&quot;*

Meany:<font color="#660000">That's how it's done.

* Thomas Lazarus looks back to his folks. &quot;The ship we chartered will be in holdover for the rest of the day, atleast. I'm.. not sure when they leave. Tomorrow or the next morning. I'm afraid I can't stay long.&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron himself is chomping down on corn meal with meat and meat gravy.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Some of the sweet rolls are disappearing into a ninja's pack. She's probably not familiar with how the spell works. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Adventurer's life. We're always on the move somewhere. Or, if we're not, being attacked by assassins on our home turf.&quot;

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Assassins?&quot; o.o;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drow assassins&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi giggles. &quot;Swallowtail, silly, the food is magical. It's going to vanish when the spell ends. But we stay nourished thought. Never quite worked out the details of that.&quot;

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;W... why are there assassins after you?&quot; D: Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">So, Thomas, still think I need a sorcerer with deathless to troll you? :P

* Swallowtail looks embarrased. &gt;.&gt;;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We started stepping on toes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Heavy siiiiigh and :I look across the table.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The toes, apparently, attached to legs that go far and high up.&quot;

* VAE headdesks

* Terri is grabbing seconds. -- That plate's empty already?

TMG whispers: Hmm....I think I'd actually like Gnogglebolt to meet the family. Perchance we can say, sometime soon (maybe after everyone's done eating) everyone hears a loud bang and a crash from outside? (Gnogglebolt teleporting in with pieces of the trucktrain)

You whisper to TMG: Sure. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">if this don't stop i'll have Miron launch an IC tirade on how deathless are just a peasant myth

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; ^^;;;; &quot;..They seem to largely be dogging our Drow friend, Sszeyl. I suppose we're targets by association. But, we've been rather aggressive in keeping them on their toes, too. It's just nearly impossible to find suspicious, dangerous people in Castleton.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Please, I'm on my third dish, and I -.. holy wagging tails, Kor.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Ugh.. I couldn't.. eat.. another.. *BUUURRP* Woo! Time for sevenths!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;To the contrary, brother. You find them at every corner there.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">and that will help you how? XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You just don't know about it most of the time.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I meant specific ones. Adventurer's capital, and all.&quot; =w=

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">puppy farts. brb. x.x

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

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

* Dr. Hatari called it.

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

* VAE dislikes most dogs for a reason

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hey now, the kitten had some foul ones, too. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Bit of something to note.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl seems to be steering clear of anything with meat or what looks like meat in it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Cats don't fart nowhere as much, especially if they go outside

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">okay, the crop duster is outside now. x.x

VAE:<font color="#000000">XD. What is he afraid of.. it beind Soylent Dark Blue

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

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">Terri, meanwhile, is -- good grief is that her third helping? And it's mostly meat and vegetables!

Terri:<font color="#000000">:9

* Thomas Lazarus looks on approvingly. =w=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi just now finished her first plate, and doesn't look like she's going for 2nds..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If only the rest of the g--&quot; Rat on table. o.o

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Now, Kor on the other hand? He's so greedy he's trying to make off with a carrot from Terri's plate.

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

* Terri scoots it off her plate with a fork and keeps eating. :9

Miron:<font color="#000000">On the other hand, Miron is. After all, it's free.

Ezer:<font color="#000000">Oof. Too full to chase a fat rat. Gonna go sleep in front of the fire. |3

* Thomas Lazarus tries to ignore the wilderness manners of his associates. With great obvious effort =w=;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">AM NAM NAM carrot. Oh wait I'm not a gerbil how did I fit the entire thing in my mouth-

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Oof. SCRAP PATROL TIME. :D

* Terri giggles and reaches up to pat Kor's head, over her mound of potatoes. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Mmm. Buns. =3=

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

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Hello there!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Eyes up here, Sszeyl.

VAE:<font color="#000000">So Tom is a fancy-schmancy upper-class monocled poofter?

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Purrpurrpurr. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sorry, but you're age is really showing.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Gravity, and all.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Happy lick. You're nice. Not like stinky von serval over there.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">A THOUSAND FIREBALLS, DROW.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Totally worth it. |D

* B&#228;rli starts grooming Tavia's mane. :d

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">But the doktor loves my haircut!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not really. Most people just usually object to strange rodents running around their dinner tables and general ransacking. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You look like your hair emits diesel fumes.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Son, we have a cat sitting at his own place at the dinner table. :B Animal antics are par for the course.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Well the terrible thing is while you were snipping their hipster haircuts, an entire potato has vanished from your plate, Thomas.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But it's Kor D:

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Lick purr lick lick lick purr purr lick.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're lucky I'm the Good twin.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Well now I'm just gonna sit on my fat furry ass and stare at you, half-asleep in an induced food coma. @_X

VAE:<font color="#000000">The good, the bad and the ugly?

Terri:<font color="#000000">Is she --?! Oh whew, no, she's just grabbing a sweet bun for dessert. =w=

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">The infamous Tomas is apparently the ugly one. He's bald.

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

TMG whispers: can you find an object of a pile of junk?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I just named my deathless raising sorcerer. :P

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">.... Tomas Lazarus? =w=;;;;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Fuck you and the horse you came on!

TMG:<font color="#000000">stop stealing mah idea &gt;:O

VAE:<font color="#000000">And the deathless sorcerer.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, well.

* Thomas Lazarus pats Kor. =w=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Even though it'll only be a short holdover, I'll stop by again to see you two on the way back from Resca. With stories, I imagine.&quot; :3

TMG whispers: Thanks. ^6

TMG whispers: ^^

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

Elizabeta Marigold:<font color="#000000">Once everyone has eaten their fill, the dishes and food vanish without a trace.

TMG:<font color="#000000">There is a loud airblast-sounding BANG from outside, and a crash of many metallic things!

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">AUGH. HEY. I was sitting in that tea cup!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There have been a lot of --- ... ?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">There is, indeed. CRASH CLANG CLATTER!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">really really tech?

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please excuse me.&quot; =w=;;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi jumps a little, and looks about. &quot;That couldn't possibly be?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;What was that?&quot; :O

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell!&quot; Miron jumps up from his seat!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian gets up to investigate and help Thomas.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">You know, in case a spot check is needed. :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll cover you, Tom!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus heads to the front door and peers out.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Pardon us.&quot; =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">When Thomas steps outside, he sees...Gnogglebolt. Standing in front of a large pile of junk-looking things, clucthing it with a bare-knuckle grip as if it were life, his eyes as wide as saucers in sheer terror.

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

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

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He doesn't seem to acknowledge the others, he's still holding onto the pile of junk and shaking like a leaf.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought undead birds only lived at Osyluth....&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- Gnog-lebolt?&quot; :O

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The drow taps Gnogglebolt on the head.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt! What in the.. oh dear gods get back, it might not be done exploding yet.&quot; Tathi says, eyeing the junkpile warily.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron suddenly recoils

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

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait! We'll need to check if it's him!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus approaches and squats next to the grieving gnome.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 5 + 15 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spellcraft to spot illusion spells

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow gives Thomas a look.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That would be our gnomish tinkerer. Gnogglebolt. Erm.. I went and forgot his first name.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Then glances at Miron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He blinks and seems to realize it's Thomas in front of him. &quot;Oh. Er, um. Hello.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He slowly lets go of the pile, but is still shaking.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Welcome to Lorellon.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">In a certainly Deal with him, please? way.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you okay?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't seem to understand. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">any results on that check?

VAE:<font color="#000000">or should I cast Detect magic?

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um....I...I think?&quot; Gnogglebolt starts checking himself over.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Detect Magic if you like. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was...not pleasant.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What did you go and make this time, you silly gnome?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I would ask how in the world you got here, but I feel like events were just self-evident.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Just to make sure... Miron casts Detect Magic on Gnogglebolt

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;May I remind you this is a street in the noble district.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, um...sorry. Er.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No magic... anymore, that is.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;We should be going inside and swiftly before the gauckers arrive.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He seems genuine.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Gnogglebolt!&quot; :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He gestures to the pile of junk. &quot;I was working on my project. I realized it was going to take longer than I expected to finish...so I went to see Nathaniel.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head a bit.

Miron:<font color="#000000">This time, Miron approaches. &quot;Welcome... Now, what the hell did take you here.. like this?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...He sent me here with a teleport magic.&quot;

* Terri covers her mouth. &quot;...&quot; x3

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shudders. &quot;Hate magic.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That was nice of him.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt, it's a rather well known.. well, rumor, it's never been investigated, that magic and gnomish tinkering devices do not mesh well.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I honestly thought you'd flown here, forgetting about the whole landing part.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, is any of this mess important?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know!&quot; Gnogglebolt wails. &quot;But I had to get back to you guys! I didn't expect my thing would take so long. And I couldn't leave it behind, unfinished...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes! It is very very important!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Then get inside, and start talking.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well.. it's finished now..&quot; Tathi says, barely able to contain her giggles.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'll arrange it so we can carry it to the ship later.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh relax, Sszeyl.&quot; =w=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He looks up at the walls around the estaete. &quot;Here, just, help me move it inside the walls.&quot; He starts picking up pieces and moves it more inside.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Most of the stuff is raw iron and brass, but there are also a lot of mechanical doohickies everywhere.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here, let me.&quot; And the man just shoulders the whole pile. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We caused scenes and explosions here all the time as children. Nothing bad'll happen.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks wide-eyed at the big man. &quot;Um...thank you, sir!&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you know anyone who didn't, Tom?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt the looks between the man, and Thomas.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, this is my father, Alexander. Dad, this is the leader of our adventuring troupe.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Perchance are you Thomas's fa--ah!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, Gnogglebolt, it seems it's high time you meet- Whoops. Thomas beat me to it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">ninjas. everywhere.

* Thomas Lazarus scratches his head while staring at the sciencepile. =w=;

* Alexander Lazarus laughs. &quot;Three introductions at once!&quot; He kneels down. &quot;Well, it's very nice to meet you, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Many well-greetings, good sir, father of Thomas!&quot; Gnogglebolt says, bowing. &quot;Ah...my most sincere apologies about the mess. And, er, I wouldn't say I'm the leader&quot; Gnogglebolt fidgets.

* Alexander Lazarus flinches.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... you just missed dinner.&quot; =w=;;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, no worries, I had a meal before I left.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;He tends to get shoe-horned into that position whenever someone asks.&quot; Tathi says, winking at gnogglebolt.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is a slight shade of green, it can be noted. &quot;...That probably wasn't a good idea.&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;No matter, there's bound to be something in the -- oh! I see.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Our group doesn't have a clear definition of ranks and titles.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Gnogglebolt just handles the diplomatic side of things.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have to agree with the... Szeyl for once.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs a bit. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, it was my impression when I met you all.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose that's a fair description as any. But anyway! I apparently have most rudely interrupted a reunion.&quot; Gnogglebolt seems to be quickly gaining his composure. 'Shall we return indoors henceforth?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sure. Are you alright, though? Need anything?&quot; :o Healcheck &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 5 + 7 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">ARE YOUR EYES SCRAMBLED INTO YOUR BUTT :O

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( We had fun with the Teleport mishaps in Age of Worms. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be fine, I'll be fine. Just need to sit down. Whoo.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Right, let's get back inside. Gnogglebolt's spleen and stomach might have switched positions.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt follows the others inside.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well Miss Lazarus, looks like you get to meet another of our number.&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Plenty of space to do that inside, at least!&quot; :3 He picks up the tinker-things again.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt, our gnomish tinkerer, just arrived by some very.. unorthadox means.&quot;

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, my. Was that what the crash was? Are you okay?&quot; D: B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Mew?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, I am fine, or I will be...just experienced my first, and last, magical teleport.&quot; Gnogglebolt puts deliberate emphasis in.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Like all tinkerers, he seems to have the capability of surviving acidic exposure, sudden combustion, and plain sillieness.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Awww. It gets better after the first time.&quot; x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah! May I presume this is Mother Lazarus?&quot; Gnogglebolt bows again to the lady.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=w=; &quot;Gnogglebolt is a little predisposed against magic.&quot;

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Healcheck Healcheck &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 8 + 9 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Thomas, your healcheck just got MOMMED.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes. This is my mother, Nina. Mom, Gnogglebolt. Our chemist and inventor.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It happens a lot.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Like more than you could possibly imagine.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So sorry for causing a commotion. Not my intention, I assure you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A friend of our group just dropped me within proximity to where all of this group was.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus even kind of has the same 'are you hurt D:' expression as her while appraising for illness and injury.

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's fine, dear! I'm just glad you're all right! Come in, sit down -- can I get you anything to eat or drink?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had wondered if you'd reached Lorellon yet...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Your timing couldn't have been better. ( Well, I guess. =w=;)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah thank you--and no, nothing ingesitble. For..probably an hour at least.&quot; Gnogglebolt clutches his stomach surreptitiously.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell.. i first thought you're an impostor... Surprised you agreed to use magic as transport.&quot;

* Alexander Lazarus goes to put the tinkerstuff in a room. :3

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was temporarliy desperate and insane, brother gnome. -3- &quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I swear, folk seem so weird compared to wood elves. They'll stand around and gawk all day in the entryway. Oh well, I suppose they're not used to the frigid winters we used to get.&quot; Tathi says with a playful smirk.

Miron:<font color="#000000">True.. Deep underground, the temperature doesn't change as much.

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, of course! Come in, come in. Make yourselves comfortable, everyone.&quot;

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Purrpurrpurr? :3

* Thomas Lazarus scritches B&#228;rli and heads into the sitting room.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, why hello there!&quot; Gnogglebolt reaches down--not very far-- to rub the kitty

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Anything interesting going on while we were away?&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Ooo, fireplace. And this cat makes the perfect pillow! Fwomp. :3

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrrrrrrrr |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">WHen thomas says that, Gnogglebolt freezes, and has a rather sombre expression on his face.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But, then he nods and smiles weakly. &quot;I'll tell you about it.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt follows the others into the living room, and seats himself on a couch, putting his pack on the floor beside him.

Elizabeta Marigold:<font color="#000000">A servant appears to sweep up the metal shavings that seemed to follow Alexander as he took the tinkerings inside.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh dear, Sincere apologies about the mess, it probably would have been fine outside...&quot; Gnogglebolt fidgets nervously again.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's the matter? Did those assassins come after you?&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus seems curious as well.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, um, not exactly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I wonder what that pile of parts is going to become..&quot; ^^; &quot;..But, indeed. Were you troubled?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*Gnogglebolt snaps back to the party

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um...I wasn't troubled, precicely...ah.&quot; Gnogglebolt sighs. &quot;Is everyone here? Sszeyl?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come sit down?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speak up, brother, it's coming out of you like fur from a bed rag.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'd rather stand, actually. =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...very well...anyway. Yes, my latest device will take some time to finish, more than expected, and I was planning on getting to you all quickly again, but...there was another reason I had to get to you with all best speed. Ah...&quot; He pauses for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck. &quot;You all recall, almost a month ago, when Barbarus was attacked, lost his arm and eye to some man and a weasle-monster?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">scratch that line

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...very well...anyway. Yes, my latest device will take some time to finish, more than expected, and I was planning on getting to you all quickly again, but...there was another reason I had to get to you with all best speed. Ah...&quot; He pauses for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck. &quot;I...bring news most dire regarding Barbarus. You all recall, almost a month ago, when Barbarus was attacked, lost his arm and eye to some man and a weasle-monster?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Yes?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(added in a minor tone I forgot)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... did it come back?&quot; D: Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi looks up, eyes widening. &quot;A suspected lycanthrope, I might add.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you insinuating something?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: * VAE had to use that Monty Pyrthon reference

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Edaric. &quot;In a....in a manner of speaking.&quot; He sighs again. &quot;There's...really no easy way to say this.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lycanthrope? Is he infected?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That man and the weasle-monster were indeed one and the same. Barbarus...now has a Beast of the Moon inside of him. Specifically, aspect of the weasle.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- what?!?i&gt;&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just when I was starting to like him...&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Voice down. There are parents about.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But!&quot; Gnogglebolt quickly speaks up.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... waitamoment.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everything is fine...for now. Do not worry overmuch, everyone. barbarus has not gone feral.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you inform the authorities? Or the Mace?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or anyone?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right -- but --&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shoots a dirty look at Miron. &quot;Let me finish.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't tell me you left a bloody werecreature there, alone, dangerous... fuck.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; Tom just watches with a look of rapt concern, and is totally mute.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I did not leave barbarus alone. I would not have left if I wasn't sure.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Let him finish, Miron!&quot; Tathi hisses.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't take me for a fool.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shut up, Tathi. This would not be the first time someone had a ... cavalier attitude about this sort of matters.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just go on.&quot; He furrows his brow and leans.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What happened? Is anyone hurt?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It started this morning. Luethill came to the HQ, I very fortunately happened to be there to pick up some paperwork--&quot; Gnogglebolt gives Miron a very hard stare. &quot;Please, be silent brother.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi blinks. &quot;Wow. Raging hypocrite. But, I'll just charm or silence you if you keep up. Gnogglebolt, please go on.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron stares, saying nothing. ''At least he's finally getting it out... ''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Luethil came to the HQ, yelling about how she had seen Barbarus last night, but he then vanished, and Luethil came under attack by a weasle-monster. At first, I thought it was the same as the one that attacked Barbarus, come back to finish the job. I suppose that wasn't too far from the truth...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi's eyes widen. &quot;Oh geez! Gnogglebolt, sorry to interupt, but is Luethil okay? Not infected, I hope?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron just facepalms.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I accompanied Luethil back to her hunting lodge where the attack had happened. SHortly after we began investigating, we were approached by a runner of apparently--&quot; Gnogglebolt shakes his head. &quot;No no, surely not. She seemed uninjured, and besides, the next part of the story would have known if she was.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi breaths a sigh of relief.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It -- doesn't work that way, I don't think. Urban legend -- but -- gods I'm glad she's okay -- what happened?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. The runner was a messenger, speaking for someone who had Barbarus in custody. Luethil and I accompanied the runner back to Castleton, there, we met the runner's masters.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We saw the master, and Barbarus, apparently fee to walk about, and his normal self. His very normal self.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. These people are the ones I once heard rumors of from a contact--an organization of lycanthrops in Castleton called the Strays, who were involved with an adventuring troupe a few years back. As far as I know, they don't live openly, but....they apparently have ways of controlling their Beast within. And before you ask, they know who it was that attacked Barbarus, and they have formally severed all ties with the man and issued warrants for his capture or execution.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently....&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway...apparently thereways to cure Barbarus, even now, and such was offered to him. However, barbarus has chosen to throw his lot in with these people, and they will teach him to control his Beast.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">'s eyes narrow (at her keyboard growl snarl). &quot;The Strays? I know about that group. Not a friendly bunch.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This.. just... fuck.. tell me I'm having a nightmare..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You're having a nightmare.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs. &quot;Less than pleasant, but they seemed proud enough about their control, and truly disgusted at the man who attacked Barbarus. Not to mention officially casting him to whatever fate will find him if the Castleton guard does.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Screw you too.. and not like I trust for a single moment anyone who sees this sort of an affliction as anything else than a sickness...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He seems to be chewing on the information with a heavy and stressed expression.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They were also, well a noble family. I am very certainly sure that people with Beasts of the Moon could not live noble lives without their claims of control being true.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Miron, get off your high horse. Lycanthropy -is- a disease.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Precisely.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;After I was sure that the situation was under control, I left. I wrapped up my affairs in Castleton, and went to see Nathaniel.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And now, here I am.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mark my words, this will end badly.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs again.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gives Miron another look. &quot;And there's a reason I'm not telling you who the noble family was.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sarganos? Some offshoot of Pamela's lot?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Atleast he's with people who will keep him under control. And no one got hurt.&quot; He rubs his brow.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">At this point, I should check to see if wood elves of Akellon have their stereotypical hatred of lycanthropes?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But...that is it. We will likely not see Barbarus again for some time, if ever.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Stereotypical hatred of lycanthropes? This I did not know about.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, I was just warning you of that, you would have found out when we returned.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If you want to call it a stereotypical hatred.... ^^;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also... if the Leaden Mace had a reason to find out, be sure that we would, even without asking you.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's like a stereotypical hatred of orcs. Or -demons-. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Mmmm, it's mentioned mostly in books about the greyhawk setting and such, not so much in text. What can I say, wood elves get a grand whole paragraph of description in the MM. In authors, they're brought out as heavily militarized, often paranoid versions of high elves. Uptight elves who like armor, basically.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, they've been operating for years. Either the Mace is aware of them and allows their existence, or the Mace isn't as good as you think it is.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron stares.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">But, there is this little tidbit about how they hate disease, being stuffy and clean and stuff. They apparently really hate Lycanthropes, seeing them as a pervesion of nature and diseased and icky and shoot the crap out of them and stuff.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt does indeed look rather irritable at Miron.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's up to you what beliefs Tathi has. I'm too busy munching popcorn and seeing how this'll turn out -- I mean. &gt;.&gt;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">I'm totally stealing the DM's popcorn.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt.. the mace has been operating for longer than you are alive, and we have sorted out threats far more insidious than nobles who once a month grow a tail and fondness for blood.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, honestly. I just heard the rumor of them by talking to a librarian.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I practically want to cling to the reasonable convention of some types of beings actually being horrible and destructive and not just misunderstood eloquent bipeds that, behind the scenes, are people like anybody el--I'm sorry, my soapbox is showing. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Good gods man. Do you ever clean that thing?

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

* VAE imagines misunderstood demons and devils

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his brow while watching the floor. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There was actually apparently a big public incident a few years ago involving the Strays and an adventuring troup who had passed through. From what I understand, one of the members of that very troupe owns a swordsmanship school in Castleton.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ach! lia, whispering

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">... is this a bad time to bring up the stories of demons who've gone chaotic neutral because the battle between good and evil bores them? :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry man..didn't wanna rip out his soul.. it was just the job.. Can't end up on the street, can I?&quot;

TMG whispers: Darnit! Gnogglebolt would have looked into this! He would have gone to talk to guy! @_@

TMG whispers: he would have gone to speak with the man and get the whole story. Quick, cliffnotes, what would he have learned? We can minisession later :o

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nobody understands me.. I want to help, but they just run screaming, or swing crucifixes at me&quot;

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

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

TMG whispers: but it also will give you a chance to directly bring in a member of the previous game. :&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;So, Gnogglebolt, want to hear about the ship we've arranged for?&quot;

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

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

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Lovely.&quot; Tathi says with a huff. &quot;One of our own has decided to get nice and cozy with an aberrational virus. What are we going to do about this?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hang on a sec...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Get back as soon as we can, and find out how to fix it?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But that is, after our current job is done...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I highly doubt that impulsive cat will let us 'fix it'.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;While I'm not sure I approve of Sszeyl's attitude, I suppose it's ... fair. It sounds like things are under control. And we're on a ship-bound weeks long journey west.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There's not much we can do from here.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually... I can go and ask in the Mace branch here.. maybe they know someone who can help.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You know...this reminds me of someone.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Terri, get over here. :V&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is precisely the sort of troubles that we have to deal with at times.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi sighs, leaning on Aelian. &quot;He'll just have to live with the consquences.. He'll never be permitted anywhere near Seeds.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm going to tell these people about Trofim, and maybe it'll amuse you.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My timing is more poor than expected. But.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Trofim... that peasant that was arrested at about the same time me and Thomas came to Castleton, right?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I really should go visit my mother for Thanksgiving.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll be back in an hour or two. ^^;

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

You whisper to TMG: Erk. One moment. Cliffnotes version. The Strays are a lycanthrope organization all right, and deep in the city's underground. They used to be under the thumb of a Gutterking, for crying out loud. They were even conducting experiments to create new lycanthropes. But when Team Stormblade started driving them out and capturing them one-by-one and the Alpha did nothing, the two remaining Betas (of which Reginald was one), went to Team Stormblade for a &quot;the enemy of my enemy is my friend&quot; arrangement. They ousted the old leader. They are still deep in the underworld, and Dan Highland (the swordmaster) still doesn't trust them as much as some, but Burns has been trying to turn the organization around and shelter lycanthropes from people like the inquisition.

* VAE headdesk. The only other inquisitor there...

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well, see ya laterz

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Blah. One moment, myself. Need to catch up. Was typing. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry. I can't blow off my mom. It's one of those... eugh... nice impulses.

TMG whispers: ah, I see.

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

* Dr. Hatari dons Gargamel robe.

VAE:<font color="#000000">you have nice impulses?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">see ya, and have fun

* Dr. Hatari will be back.

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be back&quot;

TMG whispers: Crap, Gnogglebolt shouldn't have named them. I was wondering whether I should.

VAE:<font color="#000000">terminator style

TMG whispers: now Miron's gonna tell everyone back at the Mace about it...

TMG whispers: I honestly thought they would know, considering I heard a secondhand story from a librarian. :B

You whisper to TMG: They do know. Miron just doesn't. He's new to Castleton and focuses on the undead. And the Strays are mafia. :B

TMG whispers: ahhhh, I see. Oh, that's going to be funny.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">tl;dr Tom sides with Miron on this

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh, that's why i'm sad for you leaving XD

TMG whispers: &quot;My brother inquisitors! I bring news misdt dire1 There is a massive lycanthrope conspiracy going on in this very city! We must launch a purge at once!&quot;

TMG whispers: &quot;....Um. Those guys? We know about them already. They keep to themselves and don't cause much trouble.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">Terri has been sitting and listening quietly from the corner, with a o.o expression.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi sighs. &quot;Well, there is nothing to be done, I suppose. We just have to concentrate on the mission ahead of us, and deal with it later.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, grabbing food.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron nods. &quot;It's sad to admit, but you are right.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure barbarus will be fine. It may not seem it, but he is in good hands. or at least, good-enough hands.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As it is said, one can't sit on two feasts with a single arse.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, like I said, Barbarus did have an option for a cure. He turned it down.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is the most disturbing part, Gnogglebolt&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I honestly can't say I'm surprised. He's always been rather morbid.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whatever state of mind has led him to that conclusion, there's absolutely nothing good looking out of it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;it was just Barbarus being Barbarus. He wears bone armor and clothing and makes fur coats out of hellhounds, for Garl's sake.&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And? Decorations, surely in line with his tribe are one thing. Nursing an illness dangerous to his surroundings is another.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now he has this feral beast of power inside him? The only thing we have to worry about is him walking around in borad daylight with it outside.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh THAT will be fun.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or becoming a bloodthirsty slave of feral instincts, you mean.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shakes his head. &quot;If anyone can learn to control a Beast of the Moon, it's him.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How can you be sure?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Because. Some of us bother to learn about people.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have learned a lot about people. Specifically, what they are capable of doing to others even if not infected by lycanthropy.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway!&quot; Gnogglebotl starts waving his hands.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( brb, letting puppy in ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I really should have waitede at leats until we were out of here to tell you about all this. We have brought much too much doom and gloom into Thomas's own home.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">And she said I was exaggerating when I talked about cavalier attitude.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let us not speak of this melancholy subject any further.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure.. if &quot;melancholy&quot; in your dictionary means &quot;danger to the public and to himself&quot;.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( back! ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Back! Reading up.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'm so gonna punch out that weasel if I see him for putting Mr. Barbarus through this.&quot; &gt;:|

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I can show you far more effective methods, Terri. Ones that involve fire.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Tathi's right, though... there's nothing we can do about it now.&quot; &gt;: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well then. Shall we discuss our next course of action then?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What have you people been up to since yesterday?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Getting the ground to stop wobbling under my feet, that's what.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody ships... I can't understand how some people choose to live on them.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;By the way, I'd quite like to get to know the family of the fine Thomas Lazarus a little more, too...I wonder where they went...oh well, I'm sure I'll see them again later.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I direct you to follow Teeny Rin for a bit of amusement. :B

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Think they know we're eavesdropping? &gt;.&gt;;

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Shhhhh, you'll blow our Hide check! :B

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">We'd be disappointed if you weren't.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Vargie? Care to illustrate how much we know they're eavesdropping?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 2 + 11 = 13&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 16 + 10 = 26&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">.. I probably don't see her, do I?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, you don't. :B

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

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And oh Miron. Seaships aren't that bad. |3 &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I somewhat grew up on them, after all. Mazio has many rivers and canals.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">... suddenly a wild pop quiz appears!! Who remembers this: Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Once every forty hundred thousand years, or every other wednesday because everyone forgets, the planets and stars and lingerie fashions align, and portals are ripped open between entire universes, allowing denizens of both worlds to mingle and talk. But the very moment the planets unalign, the stars return to their journey, and the fat lady sings, the universes snap back to the way they were, and everything that transpired is erased from the continium.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I do! :3 Cold War/Akellon crossover.

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

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">the one where Miron was dreaming of fighting a drow

VAE:<font color="#000000">because I sucked at that time, and couldn't get a hand on playing him right in that situation

VAE:<font color="#000000">so he woke up all sweaty, the day before the interrogation of Spindlethorn brothers

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a biiiiiiiig eagle on the ship!&quot; :3

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;An' a happycat!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That must be...quite a sight.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;The happycat?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Both. x3 &quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, kinda! An' there's this one loooooooooud guy.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;He talks like this!&quot; &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, really? That sounds like a captain or first mate.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;The captain's loud, too! But not as loud as the loud guy.&quot; :D

Ghostwish: <font color="#ff">(( back ))

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... an' Mr. Miron said lotsa bad words.&quot; :|

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;First mate, then--&quot; &gt;8[

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Death glare at Miron.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I... um..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't recall much of it..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He was drunk.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You said bad things around the little one?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">For once, the inquisitor looks embarrassed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">:/ &quot;That's not really any better...&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's okay. I got soap in my pocket.&quot; :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just went to have a few drinks.. to fix my stomach... i gave them a bit more punch.. you know how it's done...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Which is why I bought this pie.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Next thing I remember is waking up in one of the rooms with Thomas.. and... &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;To make it up to the crew. =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha, yes Terri, very good thinking. Do feel free to wash him with it if he says anything naughty around you again.&quot; Mentally, Gnogglebolt is sweadropping at himself. ''At least when I do it, it's in a lanuage no one can understad and therefore cannot be imitated. That's not hypocracy...right?''

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You know it is, boyo.

VAE:<font color="#000000">no, it's hypocrisy if anything

VAE:<font color="#000000">Learn2spell

* Terri nods! &gt;:3

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( VAE, do not make me get the Grammar Police in here. ))

* VAE is an officer

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( You're still on parole for not using quotation marks. ))

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Yeah, whatever. Suspension from active duty doesn't count.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Without pay, it does. ))

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honestly.. I might have made it a tad stronger... it was on empty stomach too.. but well..i haven't broken anything, have i?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You -tried- to. =3=;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;But no, you did not succeed.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;But then we got here! An' there were so many people! An' ducks! An' cinnamon buns.&quot; :O

VAE:<font color="#000000">still, drunk miron was amusing to play

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seize him!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;An' Tathi spoke Dwarf.&quot; :D

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi giggles as Aelian rolls his eyes.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;She can't speak Dwarf.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uhm... och, I think she did, aye!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">Did I do it right? =3=;;;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And howfur muckle urr ye betting oan that, Miron th' Dwarf?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I...highly doubt that.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like that!&quot; :O

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi smirks. Aelian groans. The world turns.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron starts laughing.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just looks bewildered at Tathi. &quot;That is nothing like dwarvish.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If that's dwarven, then I'm a necromancer.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Depends on your definition of dwarven.&quot; Tathi says, grinning.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I thought you were a dwarf?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron replies in actual dwarven: &quot;They're taller.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sorry, didn't catch that. Did you say you wanted an ale?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron grins, again speaking Dwarven. &quot;You don't understand much of actual dwarven, do you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...anyway. So!&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up and around.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Also in Dwarven: &quot;No, I don't think she does.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron almost chokes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is Lorellon...capital of Akellon, the Seat of Mazio's Scourge...&quot; Gnogglebolt chuckles.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bu-wha-?!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, have you folks done anything interesting here?&quot; He hears the dwarven being flung about, but pays no heed.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Duergar... I should have known.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Duergar speak Undercommon mostly.&quot;

* Edaric sits and fidgets a little. Too quiet for such a big space. &gt;.&gt;;;;;;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;We got hot chocolate!&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Not really.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">In common.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;An' met Tom's parents! An' ate a lot.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How..How the hell?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless there are some traitorous dwarves... but who'd spit on the graves of their ancestors like that?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Miron, believe it or not, I do read books, specifically books on languages and cultures I intend to visit.&quot;

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( Damn. What knowledge check would duergar be? ))

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 5 + 6 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge local!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are telling me you learned to speak properly just with a book?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Local is for humanoids. You have a vague inkling of what duergar are.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Why not just ask miron ? XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">he'd be happy to explain :4

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Just as I learned Common, and Elven.&quot;

* Edaric scratches his cheek. &quot;That's how I learned Sylvan...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Duergar don't like being called dwarves. They don't like dwarves at all, really.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I learned Amyan from -talking- to Swallowtail for a few days non stop. =3=&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Auran from doing the same to Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honestly? The dwarves would be the ones complaining the most.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those buggers are to dwarves like .. like the drow are to your people, Tathi.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Eye roll.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;While the night rolls along, shall we exchage scary stories a bit?&quot; =3= &quot;I hear it's a custom in these parts.&quot;

Walter Elmbor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pardon me, sirs and madam.&quot;

Walter Elmbor:<font color="#000000">&quot;The lord and lady of the house wished for me to inform you that the guest rooms have been made up for your use.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at the approaching butler. &quot;Ah, yes?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How very kind! Please pass along our gratitude.&quot;

Walter Elmbor:<font color="#000000">&quot;I shall, sir. Please do not hesitate to summon us if you are in need of anything.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl... my job has been dealing with 'scary stories' for over half a century. But if you know something worse than raiding the supposed lair of a werewolf, and finding out that it's a cover for Erythnul cultists, I'll gladly listen.&quot;

* Terri is falling asleep by the fire.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances over at Terri, and smirks. &quot;Looks like it's bed time for the little ones.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(it's something to do with Miron's promotion I thought up at one point (when he got to be a real inquisitor.) I wish i wasn't a fail storyteller and could write it up properly.)

* Terri blinks awake blearily. &quot;... m'not sleepy.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(as in, from Junior)

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Miron'n Mr. Gnogglebolt're.... littler than me...&quot; Yawn.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Awwww. |3 &quot; Gnogglebolt looks over at Terri, and gets up to walk over to her.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;My, what a horrible liar.&quot; Tathi says, smirking.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron laughs at the remark.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Littler, but older!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on now, miss Terri. The sooner you go to sleep, the sooner tomorrow can come!&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come, big little one. We go on a quest. Quest to find bedrooms.&quot; |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He whispers to Swallowtail in Auran. &quot;Know any good lullabys?&quot;

* Swallowtail whispers back in Auran, &quot;I do not think she will need one.&quot; |3

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... mm'kay. G'night everybody.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good night, miss Terri.&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we jump ahead to the next day, if no one has any objections? :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Actually, I should ask for noms first. :3

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Gnoggle for entrance with a bang.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nom Miron for 'magical cooking'

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Seconding Gnoggle's nom.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Seconding for Miron's.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">nom Thomas for oh gods would you all SHUTUP. &gt;|(

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tathi for 'how me an elf learned dwarfish.'

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seconding both gnogglebolt and tathi

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 200 XP - Entrance with a BANG! And a clash, boom, clatter, too.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron - 200 XP - Magical Cooking pun.

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 200 XP - Shutupshutupshutup D:

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi, Miron, and Sszeyl - 200 XP - Och!

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">What &quot;och&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Look at the Demoman.

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's a bit nondescript

GM:<font color="#000000">Och! Don't yeh speak Dwarven? :P

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

GM:<font color="#000000">200 XP to all for learning about Barbarus' situation, as well.

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

Kor:<font color="#000000">Ummmmph. Is anyone going to pick me up from the table? =3=

Ezer:<font color="#000000">I will. :D

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Hell no. You weigh like 500 pounds now.

Kor:<font color="#000000">ANYONE BUT YOU, CAT.

Kor:<font color="#000000">Lies! Lies and slander!

Kor:<font color="#000000">Rollrollroll THUD.

Kor:<font color="#000000">Rollrollroll waddle waddle waddle.

Kor:<font color="#000000">BITE.

Kor:<font color="#000000">Waddlewaddlewaddle.

TMG:<font color="#000000">The fattest rat. x3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;ACK. Damnit Kor!&quot; She says, swatting the rolling rat as it.. waddles by.

VAE:<font color="#000000">he's kinda like that hobbit from Overlord

VAE:<font color="#000000">big, spherical, waddling rat.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Shouldn't he.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Be one size category larger now?

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=

GM:<font color="#000000">A new day dawns... Yondallon 3rd. Thought it may be hard to tell at first, judging by how dark the sky is with clouds. Seems Captain Selkirk wasn't kidding when he said it would rain on the third... and rain heavily.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Today is the day that the Guardians have to themselves in Lorellon before the ship departs on the 4th.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Let's see.. what spell to learn..

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Dropping off the pie at the ship =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">you accidentally

VAE:<font color="#000000">all of it

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Hi rat! :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl goes out and about in the city.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Let's try for Shout, a level 4 evocation spell.

VAE:<font color="#000000">: Today is the day that the Guardians have to themselves in Lorellon

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 1 + 12 = 13&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">No real reason, just to enjoy the rain.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">SON OF A 1.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Oof. Hello cat. I ate too much. Can you tell?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What did I even do?

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, did Tathi level up?

VAE:<font color="#000000">if she's learning spells?

VAE:<font color="#000000">or does she have fancy scrolls somewhere?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- where is Sszeyl's token? :.

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Vae, she's got like.. 2 confiscated spellbooks. XD

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">This one is.. Asterac's.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yo, Meany.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Do you have Sszeyl's token? It seems to have vanished. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">time to let the puppy out for a bit. brb!

Meany:<font color="#660000">I ctrl+x'd.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After sleeping in one of the guest rooms in a noble's house for the first time, Gnogglebolt heads downstairs to greet the others. he looks out the window...and mentally thinks it a good thing that the parts for his invention were, in fact, brought inside.

Meany:<font color="#660000">To move it to the Canal map. :V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Can you ctrl-v?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyone going with Sszeyl?

VAE:<font color="#000000">here is he going?

VAE:<font color="#000000">*where?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron might.. to keep an eye

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Just wandering around in the rain. |D

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh yeah. Sszeyl can't wander off alone. Thomas asked him not to. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Maybe do things, probably not.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron ostentatively follows him everywhere.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">When was this?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Seriously, I don't remember. =3= ))

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Not like they are speaking to each other, but where he goes ,there is the gnome too.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">All these people out in the rain?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">How strange.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">So. Was that a fail to learn shout?

VAE:<font color="#000000">You learn Whisper instead.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I use it to text spam VAE. Non-stop.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron ignores.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Squint. Taking ten on Spot.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;10+6 = 10 + 6 = 16&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Is that the Dragon I think it is?

* VAE likes spam. Especially with baked beans.

* Ghostwish imagines that VAE might be able to compete with Douglas in farting matches.

* VAE rofls

VAE:<font color="#000000">There's a slovak saying

Meany:<font color="#660000">Lia? :o

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Horseradish makes one cough from both ends.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry! Snack run.

VAE:<font color="#000000">no prob

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That was a fail to learn Shout.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I say

VAE:<font color="#000000">he learns whisper

* Meany gives Lia popcorn.

* VAE gives lia a can of spam

VAE:<font color="#000000">seriously though.. that stuff is super tasty even just with bread

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

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello there! Free sample cinnamon buns? Made with pure Keratan cinnamon!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Totally snagging one. |u

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">But seriously, is that The dragon?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And yes, it is the Dragon you think it is. The man in the red robe is fighting with a gloved man wielding a rapier... though the observant will notice that their hands and weapons are not hitting each other. Coming extremely close, but no actual contact.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">A display. :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I shall observe.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And come back to buy more pies later. =w=

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron is mostly just following Sszeyl eye by eye, though he does look elsewhere at times.

TMG whispers: Hmm. If you have any dark or foggy overlays, you can probably cover the entire Canal map with it to evoke the proper atmosphere. :.

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, where the hell did he go?/

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Spot check, Miron? :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">36, -16

VAE:<font color="#000000">i found it anyways

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

* VAE isn't that bad

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nah, didn't need it

VAE:<font color="#000000">I just shrunk the map

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">tnice fog

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There. Atmosphere created. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thanks for the suggestion, Tech.

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait.. no atmosphere?

VAE:<font color="#000000">how did we breathe?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... you know, I was going to joke when Miron lost sight of Sszeyl that he had his eyes on the pretty redhead Cuthbertine priestess across the canal. :P

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Where were we.

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 8 + 7 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; initiative!

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; initiative!

VAE:<font color="#000000">I there one?

VAE:<font color="#000000">*is?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">19, 7. :B

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">she looks.. angry

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Wow, fail at face reading.

Meany:<font color="#660000">That's a curious look.

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

* Dr. Hatari catches up.

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

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The monk lashes out with two kicks in rapid succession! &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 1 + 2 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">look at the IRC hatari.. left you a, i think, funny Sandor tidbit from yesterday's game there

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">The man with the rapier gracefully dodges both kicks before darting to the side and answering with two quick rapier thrusts! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 17 + 11 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 4 + 6 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 3 + 4 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sharp-Eyed Priest:<font color="#000000">&quot;Point.&quot;

* Pensive Duelist flourishes his rapier. :3

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even again.&quot;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Match point, then?&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 5 + 7 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

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

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The monk forgoes kicks this time and attacks with two staff swings. &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 19 + 6 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 5 + 6 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sharp-Eyed Priest:<font color="#000000">&quot;Point!&quot;

* Pensive Duelist bows. &quot;Very well done.&quot; :3

* Red-Clothed Monk bows back. &quot;Same to you. You fought admirably.&quot;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">The duelist turns to the crowd. &quot;Are there any among you who would like to try your skill?&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">and Sszeyl's the only one there for that. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">suddenly, tathi fireballs them both. I WIN.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah well. Back at the estate...

* Dr. Hatari is caught up.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry about randomly bailing. =w=;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's okay. You did warn us. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt walks through Thomas's house, though he only goes through doors that are already open (just in case)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Against whom, good sir? :v&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stretches a bit after reappearing. As the case rarely is, he is unarmored and in a set of actual, casual clothes. It is probably the first time you have ever seen him in a regular shirt and slacks. ... Goodness gracious he is a gigantic Human. ^^;

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">he takes off the shirt and tries to seduce Tathi

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

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who would you choose to test yourself against, good sir?&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, Thomas! Hope your first sleep in your own home for some time was restful.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Fireballs, everywhere.

Meany:<font color="#660000">He's Alex Louis Armstrong without a shirt.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop, BRB. Kitten mewing.

Meany:<font color="#660000">*_*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's admittedly a little more comfortable than bunks on a ship..&quot; ^^; &quot;..But I don't dare complain overmuch.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;The Man of the Dragon, if he'd allow it. |3&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's nicer to just feel well and truly safe for a day.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs a bit.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... T'was mortifying admitting to my folks we have assassins after us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I absolutely cannot wait until the day when we can know that's taken care of for good.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hm.. did the others sneak out already?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl did. I think Miron went with him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( *spies duel on other map :O* ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The others are still asleep, I think.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, er.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm still on the Estate map, Hatari. :b

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and nods.

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh! Whups, misread above. Nevermind.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The drow draws a fan, and unfolds it enough for the light to bounce off the silver swallow while he fans himself. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Between you and me.. it's actually our explicit assignment to watch over him during this journey. Miron has been very diligent about it. And it's for the best.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I just don't think he wants people to know who would lord the duty over him. You know 'he' would. =w=;&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Back. Kitten somehow closed herself in the pantry! x3

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Silly human.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, mischevious kittin. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I already know.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So what was it you were trying to build?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( x3 ))

* Red-Clothed Monk spots the silver swallow, and his eyes widen briefly. His expression quickly sobers. &quot;I would be honored.&quot;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll get out of your way, then.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It wasn't, er, ah.. damaged in the teleport, was it?

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Morning!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves warmly. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Rules of engagement?&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. I've begun construction on a large engineering project, to test the limit of my abilities. And no, it wasn't damaged in trasnport. Like I said, finishing it was going to take longer than I thought.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just...had to bring the pieces with me so I could keep working on it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's going to be a vehicle, a horseless carraige that goes twice the speed of the fastest horse.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The fan is snapped shut and in a pocket once again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No horse, you say..?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And it's a very important personal project, because I have to be sure in my abilities that I can construct the engine alone.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( eek, brb! ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed, no horse. It will run entirely on incindigas, and propel itself. I will have to steer, though.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">(To the elves) &quot;I trust you had a peaceful evening and have found everything you might need?&quot; :3

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nonlethal force only, the first one to land a strike wins the point. It takes three points to win. Keep it clean, and try your best! If you win, there's a small prize in it for you, as well.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It.. hum. Wouldn't it be.. difficult to operate a vehicle without a horse?&quot; ^^;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Well allright then. |D&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah yes. And it is fortunate the walls in this house are...thicker and sturdier than what we're used to.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus scoffs lightly.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I nominate Hatari for that question

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's some excellent RP there

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which question now?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I see..&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;It.. hum. Wouldn't it be.. difficult to operate a vehicle without a horse?&quot; ^^;;

* Dr. Hatari didn't think he was asking anything too remarkable x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pardon? No, it will have levers and knobs for controls. Pushing the levers makes things happen. I say it's much -more- reliable than an animal, anyway.&quot; (blatant lies OOC, but IC beliefe. x3 )

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I just, I mean... if you're sitting on the top and just have reigns in your hands.. how do you steer and stop and.. well frankly it uses incidigas so it probably explodes D:

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">not reigns

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

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The man with the staff bows, speaking in Auran. &quot;(I am Sirocco. Fight well.)&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">was that said aloud, hatari?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh. x3

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He's such a polite boy. His doubt is palpable though.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The unarmed Drow bows in return. (&quot;I am Swan Song. Fight well.&quot;)

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;On my mark! One -- two -- go!&quot; Initiative time!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Dex check!

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 8 + 7 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

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

Sszeyl has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow bounces from one foot to another, when suddenly-

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But yes. When done, we will be able to go from place to place much faster.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi nods, smiling. &quot;Quite. You have a wonderful house.&quot; She says, and then quirks an eyebrow at Gnogglebolt. &quot;It runs on what now?&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The monk suddenly lashes out with his staff! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 17 + 8 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hit. :V

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Point!&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Was so sure I didn't move into a threatened square, though. =3= ))

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

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I take it that you'll be disinclined to come with us in the event that Tathi learns the powers of teleportation, then?&quot; He smirks faintly.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Which I plan to do, very shortly.&quot; If she would stop ASSing her spellcraft checks!!!

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ready for Round 2?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Yep. :3&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 8 + 7 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Dex check!

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">How do I keep rolling 15s. :B

* Thomas Lazarus cradles an elbow in one hand and holds his chin in the other. &quot;I'm really not sure which of these explosively deadly travel prospects I prefer.&quot;

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

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The other warrior wastes no time in fancy maneuvers. He bursts forward and takes a swing head-on! &#171; &#160;1d20+8+2 = 2 + 8 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm...what do your parents do these days, thomas?&quot;

Sszeyl has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow calmly ducks. :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It seemed like I came in at the end of a reunion, and I didn't get a chance to sit down and get to know them properly...though I did start everything off with terrible news that probably should have waited. ^^; &quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's turn. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow suddenly blurs into motion! Flurry of blows. :V

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 13 + 2 = 15&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Punch, and &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Punch!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well,&quot; He folds his arms. &quot;In his youth, my father was an adventurer. A bit more like yourself than I've been, actually. Free-ranging and dissociated from any big local organizations like the Mace or a church. He has had many stories about it to tell from his years seeking fortune and esteem. We've a number of rather fancy weapons and trophies in our practice room, behind you, in fact. But he has long since retired from that life to settle down with mother.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves that off.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's alright, friend. It was important news.&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The fire-school monk flicks out of the way of both blows, responding with his own flurry of staff blows! &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 7 + 6 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And perhaps less horrible in the end than we first expected.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Although it worries me..&quot; He sighs.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;And two to none. :3&quot;

* Red-Clothed Monk nods. He seems to be taking this rather seriously.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm! Shall we go see your father's gallery?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems to try to clear his thoughts with a shake of the head.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You can tell me all the stories.&quot; Gnogglebolt looks like an eager child...or a typical gnome. :B

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles a bit.

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 17 + 7 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Init! :V

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're lucky my sister isn't here. I take after mother. But she's practically ravenous when it comes to this topic. I imagine that's why she's off hunting down the biggest beasts it's even plausible to hunt and trying to excuse it by finding commissions first.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Oh. Morning dad.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up as they enter. &quot;Oh! hello, sir Lazarus!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Good morning, Sir Lazarus!&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The other monk waits, in a ready stance. . Your turn, Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Thomas notes his father is lagging out, and his consciousness is on another map. :B:B:B ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Brb. I'm still all dressed.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning!&quot; The elder Lazarus waves cheerfully, pausing in a form. &quot;Did you all sleep well?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;As a bit of courtesy.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Would the duelist behind my opponent please take a good solid step to the left or right? :3&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And-what the hell.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Charge attack! :V

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, very well thank you!&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">Your charge is met with a shoe. &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 16 + 7 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 1 + 2 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; kick!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Three to zero. :D Congratulations.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Boot to the head.&quot;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's the match!&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you. Who is your teacher?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I do not have one, just a tutor from across the sea.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;She goes by Swallowtail. :v&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So! The famed father of Thomas Lazarus!&quot; Gnogglebolt -would- shake the man's hand, but uh. He's like, three times as tall... stupid tall-legs.

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Across the sea... Swallowtail. She teaches you well. Thank you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've always wanted to meet the family of Thomas, here. His skills an abilities have been quite invaluable for our group!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron comes forwards... &quot;You know what? I'll see if I can do better than the.. Sszeyl. &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You're welcome. :3&quot;

* Alexander Lazarus doesn't mind kneeling down to shake hands. :3

* Dr. Hatari returns in comfy pajamas. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Better? Miron that wasn't about winning. =3=&quot;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh-ho, another challenger? Who would you like to challenge, sir?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shakes the man's hand, then. &quot;He's also very vigilant in his duties, particularly keeping the rest of us alive.&quot; Gnogglebolt chuckles.&quot; Although his determination for that almost got him killed and I had to save him...&quot; Gnogglebolt winks.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But that only happened once.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, Gnogglebolt knows what he's doing. &gt;:3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If the citizen in that red robe isn't too exhausted to try his luck against an old inquisitor, I believe it'll be him :3&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oh yah there was also these times Thomas got crit'ed over and over and over and are you having a seizure there, Thomas?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;W-well, I mean.. there was a giant dire wolf eating Sszeyl and no one else was even wearing metal armor..&quot; ^^;;;;; &quot;It seemed like the right thing to do.&quot;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like you've put on quite a show, Grant, to have this many challengers.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Why would you meet a person's mom and then tell them half a dozen stories about how he almost died D: Miron:<font color="#000000">The small gnome walks forwards..

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So.. any specific rules to this battle I might have not caught by observing the previous one?&quot;

* Alexander Lazarus chuckles. &quot;I'm very grateful to you, then, Gnogglebolt.&quot; :3 He laughs at Thomas' reaction. &quot;Tom, if I had to tell you the number of times comrades of mine had to pull me out of a battle, especially starting out... you'd lose track of how many there were. Occupational hazard.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(seriously though. How does it work in terms of arms.. i seen the other one use his staff, i think)

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you caught the rules last time, you're all set.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;All in all, I think we're very fortunate to have your son in our little group, the Vigilant Guardians.&quot; Gnogglebolt smiles.

* Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his head. &quot;I guess so.. ... ..I guess I've just sort of been dreading what reaction you two would have.&quot; ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Arms are okay. Just needs to be nonlethal damage.

VAE:<font color="#000000">So, attack penalty

VAE:<font color="#000000">what was it? -4?

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

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

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you all had breakfast yet?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">this'll be amusing

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

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

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you ready?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">+0 initiative ,16 AC, +5-4 attack

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods* &quot;Ready.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh lulz. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Here we go.

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 5 + 7 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! No, not yet. I was actually following Thomas in here so he could tell me stories about your career, in fact...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 19 + 0 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Init!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How about that! Go ahead, inquisitor! :3

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head. :3 &quot;Gnogglebolt was just asking what you and mom did with yourselves. I was just about to show them some mementos and tell a tale or two.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5-4 = 4 + 5 - 4 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &quot;In the name of the Cudgel!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">That just goes... WILDLY off track

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">... er, I'm over here. What are you attacking? :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He didn't even move to attack. XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">Now i imagine the monk tapping his shoulders

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

* Dr. Hatari pre-noms Miron for &quot;Let's D-D-D-DU-DUEL!!!1!! &gt;:O&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and *punch*

VAE:<font color="#000000">you know, like the movies

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">I like that. Let's try it. :B

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 1 + 7 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">... you're short. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron dodges both attempts easily.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Will Miron win anyways?!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ha!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go ahead, Miron!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5-4 = 17 + 5 - 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &quot;Saint Cuthbert, help me&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The monk blocks the mace blow with his staff.

VAE:<font color="#000000">seriously though, what's the monk's AC? I imagine something like 21?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cuthbert: &quot;Why? He's not doing anything wrong. *yawn*&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">When this match is over, I'll set his stats to Party NPC so you can see. :3

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">that'll be amusing

* Thomas Lazarus glances to the gnome.

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 7 + 7 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 7 + 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; attempted tap!

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

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">He seems to be taking it easy on you. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe it's my turn to say 'Over here'&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Your turn!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So! Ah, if it's breakfast you offer, shall we go to that? We can talk around the table, I think.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5-4 = 1 + 5 - 4 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; The third time is the lucky time, they say.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">gyah. sorry I'm so quiet. Why must druids be so difficult to roll up? So much to do. -.-

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's apparently stupid superstition

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mother used to be a civil servant and healer with the temple of Pelor. An agent of mercy for the people. She still does help from time to time.. not that we have as much need in Lorellon as Castleton. It's certainly why I found my way into the service of the church.&quot; :3

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">Let's try and catch you with a foot so you don't embarrass yourself more. =3=; &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 1 + 7 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* VAE gets the Carnival Phantasm theme playing

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">... Reflex save &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 5 + 8 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Both the monk and Miron stumble and almost hit each other.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">oh dear gods. XD

Claustrophobic Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are they okay?!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">should I roll anything?

Androgynous Half-Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure they're fine, mom.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, this is the funnies t thing ever

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can roll your turn. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron dodges the attempt and responds with a mace strike across &#171; &#160;1d20+5-4 = 8 + 5 - 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Father here practiced an old specialized fighting style passed down through the family over generations. I couldn't even tell you where the Sublime Way originates.. but, he got to be pretty good at it.&quot; He clears his throat a little. &quot; We may not want to let Sszeyl or Terri into the east sitting room.&quot; ^^;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">Parry strike! &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Point!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances over. &quot;Why so?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron laughs.

* Thomas Lazarus looks a little sheepish. &quot;Well, we uh.. we have a mounted chromatic drake head. In there.&quot; =w=;;

* Red-Clothed Monk holds out a hand. &quot;Need a hand up, inquisitor?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The demi-god-like power of a grand master of the sublime way speaks for itself, when an ordinary mortal man can go toe to toe with an adult dragon and prevail alone.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">There's clearly a lot unsaid about Thomas' father that doesn't need to be said.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have taken worse blows, you know?&quot; The inquisitor stands up and bows.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just raises an eyebrow and nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 6 + 0 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Initiative

Meany:<font color="#660000">A vanilla Fighter can take down dragons.

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 5 + 7 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#660000">As evidenced by Greyhawk.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, shall we go off to the dining room?&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The monk darts to the side and strikes! &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 13 + 7 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Point!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron doesn't cover the strike, and barely manages to stay afoot.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*cough*

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you all right?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As long as I ain't cold, am allright.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 8 + 0 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 5 + 7 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That rather reminds me. Didn't you two pick up a little something that might make a nice breakfast, the other day?&quot; He :3's at the elves.

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">The monk moves over to the side... AoO opportunity!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5-4 = 7 + 5 - 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; to slap him with the mace as he slides.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi smirks broadly. &quot;Indeed! Aelian?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian produces the sweets. :3

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">No dice! But now it's your turn. :3

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">:o !

Miron:<font color="#000000">And miron charges.. well, if it's meaningful to say of someone a metre tall ... &#171; &#160;1d20+5-4 = 18 + 5 - 4 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">Close, but no luck. &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 1 + 2 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;And there's the match!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">As the gnome 's mace gets blocked, the monk just... kicks his legs from under him.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*thwap*

Miron:<font color="#000000">*gets up*

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">You may now mouse over the monk and see his stats.

VAE:<font color="#000000">so I almost underestimated him.. still, had a 1/10 chance which is decent

VAE:<font color="#000000">(19 and 20 hit)

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron shakes the man's hand: &quot;Haven't been in a fight like this for quite the time...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Shall we then?&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course! I'll go fetch Nina.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, either you fight well, I fight lousy, or both, right?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">And now I afk to go make dinner.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Because I am starving. =3=

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Good morning, everyone!&quot;

Red-Clothed Monk:<font color="#000000">&quot;You would almost certainly have me beaten if this were a duel of magic, judging by your robes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, mother Lazarus!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heh... it is true.. though magic and this here do go hand in hand&quot; Miron taps his heavy mace.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Good morning! Sweets?&quot; Tathi offers.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( afk now to let the puppy out and grab some dinner ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least I have shown that we of the Leaden Mace aren't of the Leaden Legs, too.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Still laughing, Miron retreats from the circle.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I love Miron's idioms and phrases. XD

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">:o !

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh my, thank you, dear!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks approving at the change of circumstances.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...how much of our group and adventures have you already told, Thomas?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Are you sure this isn't a good time to tell her about that time a Minotaur almost crushed me to death? Or when we all drowned in Nemesis river? :|

Pensive Duelist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, everyone! You've been a wonderful audience.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( What did we name that river again XD ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( River of Doom? ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">River of Death, simply. x3

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

* Thomas Lazarus fidgets. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Something like thet. x3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Precious little, overall.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">And it was just a creek, you sillies. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There's so much that could be said. And so much backed up that I, eheh, should have already told.. I rather had my plate full just explaining that I've moved on from being a templar. We only just settled in for dinner when you crashed in.&quot; ^^;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">NO. IT WAS A GIANT, EVIL RAGING RIVER A MILE WIDE.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">the supposed &quot;australian poem&quot; from a book of humorous quotations i have somewhere

VAE:<font color="#000000">the start was

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I see. My apologies about that, again.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">____ing up the ____ing creek the ____ing horse was ____ing weak.

* VAE doesn't remember the rest, and the thing is not with him. Still, mentioning a creek is hillarious

* Walter Elmbor enters with eggs, toast, and bacon.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But really, Thomas, your parents should know more about the adventures the group you've thrown your lot in with have been on. Maybe I'll gloss over anything specifically related to you and your troubles, but still...&quot; He winks at Thomas.

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

* Walter Elmbor nods.

* Thomas Lazarus blushes a little. &quot;Well.. the cat's out of the bag anyways..&quot; =w=

* Edaric is playing the guitar, as usual. &#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 3 + 14 = 17&#160;  &#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose I'm still not in as much danger as sis. And we're all rather used to her getting into trouble and being okay. ..Perhaps I've just been worrying.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Terri! Swallowtail!&quot; He calls. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've got breakfast, come eat up.&quot; |3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;S&#236;? -- Ah!&quot; :3

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

* Thomas Lazarus plays tug-of-war with a bit of bacon with B&#228;rli. |3

B&#228;rli:<font color="#000000">Prrrr prrrrr &gt;:9

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt giggles at watching the little cat.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was about to tell some stories of dad's when we happened upon him and decided to have breakfast. I suppose it'll be back to business as soon as this rain lets up, though.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It just wouldn't feel right talking about him when he was standing in the room. Even if he is an NPC and Liatai was narrating a duel on another map. :B

* Liatai is scrambling trying to come up with ECL 13-14 adventures =w=;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose, though you said the ship you chartered isn't leaving until tomorrow?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Haha. I've got you covered if you want. I just couldn't think of a way to convey them with.. you know.. him right there, now. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai; aww, I was thinking that roleplaying the Lazaruses and Guardians exchanging stories would take up the rest of the day. x3

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stories, hmm?&quot; :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh, tha'd work

TMG:<font color="#000000">Scramble trying to come up with stories from Alexander's past, instead. :&gt;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Bard ping *_*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's what I'm doing, Tech. XD

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stories? -- Breakfast!&quot; :D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Alexander was never a character I played, or even the established parent of Tom or Tomi when I played them before. But I did play some other warblade up to ECL 18.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... I was just going to embellish from his stories. XP

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Where is Sszeyl? And small inquisitor?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If I know Sszeyl..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..He went wandering into the mouth of some horrible gigantic proverbial beast in town, and Miron is following him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah yes! As said, Thomas was showing me the training room where you keep your trophies and mementos of adventures...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Sorry, went afk before posting that line

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(We were actually concerned from the onset of this journey about him wandering off to random danger without us. =w=;)&quot;

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

Bakery Owner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning! What can I get for you today?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot for Sszeyl, actually

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if Miron's with him, it can't be too bad. That gnome will latch onto Sszeyl's leg to anchor him into place if he has to. :B &quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Pies, again. :3&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Mightbe fun if he goes looking for him elsewhere, and stumbles onto some peoples

VAE:<font color="#000000">The dwarven elder, and other Cuthbertines would be interesting,

Bakery Owner:<font color="#000000">&quot;What kind? Apple, strawberry-rhubarb, blackberry, lemon custard, pumpkin,cherry, raspberry?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. So....oh, I know! Alexander, what would you say is the first 'adventure' you went on? How did you originally take up the sword?&quot;

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning! Free sample?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miss.. over there.. Seen a drow anywhere around? And.. free?&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The first adventure? ... gods, that was a long time ago. Let me think.&quot; :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hmmm. :9&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I should not be so amused to imagine Liatai scrabbling through ideas. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Crash. Back to Level 1. :B

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;A drow? Did he have a braid?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;One cherry, one stawberry-rhurbarb, and one lemon custard please. :D&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. think.. For Cuthbert's sake, just how many drow do you get around here?&quot;

Bakery Owner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Twenty copper pieces each, please.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Don't be surprised. If you had asked if they had seen a vampire, you would probably also have needed to specify which one. *brick'd*

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( I return. Sorry! x.x ))

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Was he sparkly?

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not many. There was one in mithral plate about a week ago... The one with the braid is inside, though. Care for a cinnamon roll?&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I am 1 gp poorer. =3= Six sp for the pies, four sp for a tip.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Quick recap of what I missed? :&gt;

Bakery Owner:<font color="#000000">&quot;--! Sir, this is far too much for a tip. Would you like another pie?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ghost; we went to sit down at the table for breakfast. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you... Drow in a mithral plate?!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Some idly chat and assembling for breakfast. Which is served. :3

Meany:<font color="#660000">Scroll up like we all do. :V

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you know anything at all about it?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Talk of early adventures.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I thought I was gone longer than that. XD

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;About mithral?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=; &quot;Sorry, I'm a foreigner. Don't know your tipping customs.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I guess one...pumpkin pie? :o&quot;

Bakery Owner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thirty percent is considered an extravagant tip. Usually people only tip ten or fifteen percent.&quot; ^^; &quot;Sure thing! Here you go.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cudgel and cross.... about the drow!&quot;

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Where I come from, that's being miserly.&quot;

* VAE imagines the shopkeeper saying that they tip fifty percent

VAE:<font color="#000000">just to make a profit

VAE:<font color="#000000">you know, like Sergej in DnDMFA fucking voltarus over by accident

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The group later visits Medieval Olive Garden. NOOOOOO TIIIIIPS. &gt;:O

VAE:<font color="#000000">(that was a shopkeeper expy for Ren)

VAE:<font color="#000000">selling Rodent a'l Sergius

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't tell you much, he just stopped by here -- bought an apple crumb cake and a few loaves of trail bread.&quot; o.o;;; &quot;He -- had a weird symbol on his shield?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How did the symbol look?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Incoming knowledge religion. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And so armed with pies, the Drow appears? :V

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron looks *really* excited.

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know -- strange. Like a claw, and an eye, and a sun all at once.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Drow evildoer, the Inquisition is on your track.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 17 + 8 = 25&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Knowledge Religion check.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 7 + 17 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge Religion

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hah, beat you old man.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sounds like no religious symbol you've ever heard of.

Miron: <font color="#0">(( And i beat you fighting.. well, for values of &quot;beat&quot; ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Gotcha. :V

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 16 + 17 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Arcana .. what the hell is this

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hey, Miron. :v&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">No arcane symbol, either.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Heading back to the estate for now.&quot;

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Ghostwish:

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Claw.. eye and sun at once?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It's just so cute. ^_^

GM:<font color="#000000">Maybe it's a family crest?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Knowledge local! Or nobility.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nobility, probably.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If..say.. if you can get me some rendering of it.. i'll give you.. ten gold pieces.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">There is a knock at the Lazarus family door. :v

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;... er... the drow just left with four pies...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drawn.. painted.. anything... oh did he? Damn&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">didn't he pay???

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Miron, you must now choose.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I paid and tipped. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">THE DROW WITH THE DRAGON, OR THE MYSTRIOUS ARMORED DROW.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl of Orgollyos stole 40 pies. And that's terrible.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge (local) ... wait can i think of something

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here, one moment... drat where's a pencil...&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Nothing springs to mind.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come with me&quot;

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;What -- hey! I can't just leave! This is my job!&quot; D: Meany:<font color="#660000">Follow me and everything is all right.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are more people that need to see this.. and I need to go along .. &quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">I'll be the one to-*shot*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">X3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell... it's not for a long time&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;you know where the Lazarus estate is?&quot;

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just hold on a moment!&quot;

* Dr. Hatari hears that annoying crap on the work radio five nights a week. :|

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">geezus, nomming miron for KIDNAP THE WITNESS. XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell..&quot; *nervous gnome*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Knockity knock.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I think someone's at the door.&quot;

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- There you go.&quot; Quickly-scribbled drawing -- here take it scary gnome. ^^;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oop -- I'll get it.&quot; =w=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks.. and there's your reward.|

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron gives here 10 gold pieces.

* Thomas Lazarus opens the door. :3

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Th-thanks...&quot; ^^;;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You give the ground ten gold pieces? =3=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;An inquisitor holds his word... now ..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">He darts off on his short legs to where he last seen the drow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The...Drow is laden with confections.

Bakery Girl:<font color="#000000">What a strange person. ^^;;;;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">A pie in each hand, and one on each shoulder.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl is greeted by casually dressed Tom. It's so weird seeing him not in his dramatic token robes.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">''And then he throws all four at Thomas. Perfect aim.''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">X_@

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It would probably have been the orc warband...&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome comes in ,slamming at the gate.. .well, done by a gnome it seems like a knock.

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

* Thomas Lazarus opens the doors again. :.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Reimpersonate, VAE. :V ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Orc warband?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Welcome back, brother.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uff.. is the.. Sszeyl here. .he bloody is.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smirks.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnome and drow alike are probably soaked. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Not my fault you chose to hit on the human girl rather than keep up.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He has a thing for humans, it looks like.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus peers down at Miron.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck you too.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Really now.&quot; He smirks.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Nearly lost him earlier because he was making eyes at a Cuthbert priestess. =3=&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I got.. valuable information.. need to speak with your fa-&quot; *goes red*

* Thomas Lazarus raises his brows a bit.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I BLOODY WASN'T!&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was a caravan-protection job offer near Kista Pass.&quot; :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, I should not have giggled so easily at that. x3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;.. my ears.. they burn.&quot; Tathi says, facepalming.

* Thomas Lazarus nudges Miron and smiles warmly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm just teasing. Anyways. If you need to speak with dad, he's in the dining room with everyone else. What's up?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning Miron.&quot; |3 Juice sip.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, indeed!&quot; Gnogglebolt then thinks back to the simple wind-up go-cart he built for one of the halflings to pay for his passage. He idly wonders what happened since then. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Behold, the bringer of pie.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;G'mornin' Mr. Sszeyl!&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Laying out the pies, and le sit. =3=

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Harbinger of pies. The piebinger. Wait.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I need to speak with him..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems a little amazed, but simply blinks and nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, right this way.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh dear. Dad went afk again. He does that more and more in his old age.

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus has mostly finished his plate and leans his elbows on the table.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What was on your mind, brother?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't really act like a noble's son, despite himself. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The lemon custard, pumpkin, cherry and stawberry-rhubarb pies are so tempting... =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">If only I knew what a cherry, lemon custard, or strawberry-rhubarb was.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was on my way to -- welcome back!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Enormous pains in the asses to prepare. /bakery veteran bitterness. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">GET IN THE KITCHEN AND MAKE ME A PIE. :O

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Goodness, you two are soaked through! Here -- Walter, would you be a dear and get our guests some towels?&quot;

Walter Elmbor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course, ma'am.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">D: * Thomas Lazarus seems quite curious at Miron's earlier announcement.

Walter Elmbor:<font color="#000000">Freshly-laundered towels are laid on the table beside Miron and Sszeyl for use.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Okay, this is hillarious

* Sszeyl drys. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">Saph sent me a map that superimposes europe on Middle Earth

VAE:<font color="#000000">tl;dr I'm from Mordor

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">...that explains -so much-....

VAE:<font color="#000000">Vienna is basically Minas Tirith

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">&gt;:P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What does Miron have to say, though? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">One does not simply walk in to Slovakia.

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://strangemaps.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/middle-earth.jpg

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">i was busy with this.

VAE:<font color="#000000">laughing my tail off

VAE:<font color="#000000">(that's why lynxes have short ones. We laugh them off)

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron, after some confusion, arrices into the hall.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr..Lazarus.. may.. may I have your attention for a moment?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Essentially, Tatra mountains are Ered Lithui

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course. What do you need?&quot; Bacon nom. :.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ehn. My American geography blindness quickly set in after the Slovak = Uruk joke. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Iron Belt was elsewhere

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">I'm sorry, but I can't accept this. =3=;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Where is -England- or the Nordic countries?

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron approaches him covertly, and holds forth a hand with a poece of paper. &quot;Sir...do you recognise this symbol?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... is the Shire in France? :.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Where's -Iceland?-

VAE:<font color="#000000">SLook well

VAE:<font color="#000000">they are all there, except not at sea

VAE:<font color="#000000">look at Arnor

VAE:<font color="#000000">there's the outline of England visible

TMG:<font color="#000000">Less geography, more roleplay &gt;:O

* Alexander Lazarus takes the piece of paper and lays it out on the table to look at it super not-covertly. :.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglewbolt seems slightly irritated at the interruption to storytime, but says nothing.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi peers over. &quot;Miron, what is that?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Now what knowledge check would be applicable? :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;it's the proof that an inquisitor is at work even when resting,&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nobility or Local.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 6 + 6 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge, nobility!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Mutually exclusive concepts, Miron. =3=&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge local!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Eh, only slightly better.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I imagine the DC is pretty high when you're using your local knowledge for Drow cities. =w=

GM:<font color="#000000">Ouch. You know nothing about the symbol, Tathi.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There was this girl giving free samples... I asked her whether she seen a drow.. Sszeyl.. he ran away from me.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;She asked which drow... I decided to inquire further.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;I terrified her into drawing this.&quot; *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A wry smirk crosses Thomas' face. &quot;... Oh. The bakery girl? That's who you were ... (ahem).&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently, a drow in... mithral plate armour was passing around here a few days ago. An armour bearing this crest.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This does not bode well. Not at all&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;Mithril plate armor?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron looks super-serious

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Eye roll.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had her draw it to me, as I didn't recognise the undoubtedly vile cult it belongs to.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just groans. &quot;Miron, those days are over. Drow do come to the surfaces for reasons other than raiding these days, you know.&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't recognize the symbol, but it looks like a warband's crest to me. If you hadn't said a drow was wearing it, I would have guessed orcish. They are fond of single eyes in their symbols.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if he was walking in broad daylight the streets of Lorellon, like Sszeyl does, I'm fairly certain there's nothing wrong.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron's eyes widen.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">fuck the quotes

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Suddenly, we're playing tabletop.

VAE:<font color="#000000">*Miron's eyes widen.*

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">fuck again

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Miron's eyes widen.*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But the third time, it stayed up!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A warband?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">You don't need the asteriks at all, danman.

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

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some sort of martial crest, at least.&quot; :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt groans again at the revelation that incites renewed fervor

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Martial.. drow... &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron, he was probably a mercenary of some sort.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir.. do you know where in this city could I find more?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Library.. anything..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I got it! The mace outlet! They surely must have recorded the passing of a potential criminal!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm not sure I follow what significance him wearing mithral plate has. Aren't a lot of Drow families quite wealthy enough to afford that sort of thing?&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, now, calm down a moment and have some breakfast.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron appears far too excited to be hungry.. besides he did eat a free cinnamon roll.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. Have some breakfast, Miron, and stop interrupting story time. &quot;

* Thomas Lazarus pauses for a moment and pictures himself in spiked adamantine plate. |.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A sample-sized cinnamon roll. :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">for a sample-sized gnome? XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Good point! XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Whoah. They could live off of Sam's club samples for -life- &gt;:O

VAE:<font color="#000000">he's a metre tall.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Cheating the system!!

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">and well, I can carry about twice his weight

VAE:<font color="#000000">In hands..

VAE:<font color="#000000">and am nothing near fit

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I honestly couldn't tell you. I've never seen that symbol before.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hatari .. it's actually a point made in Discworld

You whisper to Meany: Wisdom check?

VAE:<font color="#000000">there's a rat killer who's a discworld sort of gnome.. even smaller

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Wis check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do carry on, sir Lazarus! You were saying, you were escorting a caravan through Kista Pass?&quot;

You whisper to Meany: But you have.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hey, it's not updated.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Raise that value by one. V: VAE:<font color="#000000">he is relatively rich because he has next to no expenses

You whisper to Meany: It's very similar to the seal on the mysterious letter you carry.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way.. if you excuse me... I have to...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Miron, stop.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron turns. And stares.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow produces the letter he's carrying, which has a very similar symbol.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Look familiar? :v&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uh.. &quot; *squints*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that the letter from that Silverthrush guy?&quot; :.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It.. it does... the claw faces .. but..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">0_0

Miron:<font color="#000000">0_0

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A ... a drowish conspiracy...&quot;

* Liatai sits back to watch. |3

* Liatai is brick'd.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I knew something was wrong!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron, don't you dare open that oh wait I wasn't present for this. :B

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um...what is that, sszeyl?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh, right. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Brother, you're letting your imagination run slightly wilder than usual, aren't you?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron just darts out of the building with his paper, looking for the nearest library or Mace outlet.. this needs an explanation, and it needs it as soon as possible.

* Alexander Lazarus picks up the gnome, and lets him run in midair for a bit. =3=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Drow... he looked suspicious.. and he associated with Sseyl.. why am I going nowhere? ''

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Okay. Tathi can't help it. She breaks out laughing at that sight.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just lightly bonks his head on the table in exasperation.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron tries to wiggle out!

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir.. let me go.. .you don't understand...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl looks totally blank.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">seriously.. this is so hillarious

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mister inquisitor, sit down a bit. Looks like your friends have some answers.&quot; ^^; You do not want to try rolling Grapple checks against this guy, trust me.

* VAE rofllynxes and his tail just became an inch shorter

VAE:<font color="#000000">just for fun.. what'd the grapple be?

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Without any warblade tricks? &#171; &#160;1d20+26 = 1 + 26 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But.. the drow! And we.. we were duped..&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... it figures. XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">He gets loose!

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">His nat 1 result versus your nat 20 result and you still lose by 3. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Welcome to the world of grappling monsters.

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait, what's the roll?

TMG:<font color="#000000">hooly shit. But, even then, Miron can't make it out. Not unless grapple checks count for the nat 1s and nat 20s rule. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Just BAB ?

TMG:<font color="#000000">BaB plus str, plus strength modifiers

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">size modifiers

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm si that's +0

TMG:<font color="#000000">in your case, a size penalty of -4

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I have multiple attacks in a round... but that was impressive. :B Ah well. &#171; &#160;1d20+26 = 7 + 26 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">so it's 20

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Caught again. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 10 + 0 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Miron, in a zealous fervor, -actually almost- managed to make it out. That's kinda funny. x3

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron, sit -down- already.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome wiggled out of Sir Lazarus's arms, but got caught the second time.

* Alexander Lazarus holds the gnome by the nape of his robes. He looks at his son in a 'is he always this way?' way. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Seriously, what's the problem?&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, Sszeyl. What letter is that?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The symbol... I knew it was all a dupe!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas's embarassed expression bares all. =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;A little chore as a favor for Haron Silverthrush, in exchange for some tree seedlings for Tathi.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt.. one of .. *their* associates.. they wanted us to send a letter.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He wood Tathi by the promise of .. seeds.. from the forest the drow destroyed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A favor for Mr. Silverthrush? Clairify?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He didn't want to say what's in it... or us to open it&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He ..I was suspicious from the start...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And now.. the symbol on the letter... it was on '''that drow's ARMOR! '''&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He wants us to deliver this to a certain someone in a town called Thalinade.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see. So, he wants you to deliver the letter, but not open it.&quot;

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thalinde? The silk-makers' town?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is it really so horrible that there was a Drow in Lorellon with a symbol on his armor? I mean.. we also have a Drow with us..&quot; =w=;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns to Miron. &quot;Well, there you go. WHat are you worried about?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We .. we might be unwittingly aiding a drowish conspiracy! I need to find out more about this sign..&quot;

* Alexander Lazarus just keeps holding the gnome. =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We trust Mr. Silverthrush. Several times, he has saved our lives by giving us information exactly when we needed it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Precisely... Thomas. precisely..&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If he wants us to deliver a letter, it's for a very good reason.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I have no patience for Conspiracies. =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now please, brother, sit.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't. Ever heard the story about the bird, the cow and the cat?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No I have not and neither do I care. I want to hear Sir Lazarus' story right now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We could be here a while, folks. :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is a matter of utmost importance! I ... I am an Inquisitor of the Leaden Mace! I have to..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt switches to Gnome. &quot;Miron, please, for the love of Garl, just sit. We trust Mr. Silverthrush.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome's determination looks comedic as he's struggling against his robe in mid-air

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">=w=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh for goodness' sakes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Still in Gnome: &quot;I promise, after we've had our fill of stories here, you can go look for this symbol. But for now, sit&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Enough of this.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome seems to have calmed down

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you're going to have a bur in your butt about it until you learn otherwise, go to the library and look up what you like.&quot; =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And just as I stand up.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">In Gnomish: &quot;Allright.. brother..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, Thomas!&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">It's like holding a young Tomiko during one of her temper tantrums.... nostalgia... |3

* Thomas Lazarus just sighs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There's no harm in it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt switches back to Common. &quot;Now, please enjoy breakfast.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And sir Lazarus' stories.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will pay you back one time.. just.. for Cudgel's sake.. it's hard to breathe hanging by your robe, you know?&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">(&quot;I'M GOING OUT YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME &gt;8E&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome wiggles his legs, still looking at the world from about twice his height.

* Alexander Lazarus sets down the gnome.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uff...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We are leaving tomorrow morning, brother. So please don't fall asleep in the library. Or worse, not at all.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks apologetically at Mom &amp; Pop Lazarus. &quot;I am sincerely sorry for my associate's terribly unseemly behavior. He does get his springs in a tangle like this unfortunately often.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you. ..thank you..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome darts off to the library...

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not at all. It was rather nostalgic.&quot; |3

* Thomas Lazarus waves it off. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just facepalms again.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's where elros is, right?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas was alluding to a public library.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There's probably nothing even relevant in his home.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Scratch the previous two lines then

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You should have seen Tomiko when she was your little friend's age.&quot; ^^

VAE:<font color="#000000">RETCON POWERS ACTIVATE

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. Before such a terrible interruption.&quot; Gnogglebotlt picks up his fork and goes back to his meal. &quot;You were saying about your story, mister Lazarus?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Actually, brother Miron is (apparently) over one hundred and ... eighty, was it? Or was it fifty.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Actually, Miron does stay here.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... But shockingly older than I ever expected.&quot; =w=;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">What'

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I meant the little human girl... Teria? Terri?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">s that, Miron? You get smacked with a lightning bolt after escaping the huge fighter? :P

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes'm?&quot; :.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ripe young age of a hundred forty seven!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ugh, you are so old.&quot; Tathi jeers, the sarcasm so thick you could slap it.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, I see. Well. That's still longer than the oldest humans could ever hope to live to.&quot; ^^;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome did calm down a little.. the promise of being able to investigate the lead later did work, it seems

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And the letter vanishes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Where did it go? Fuck no, I ain't telling you. =w=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, we aren't all like yourself, young miss.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She just playfully sticks her tongue out.

Elizabeta Marigold:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir? Ma'am? Is everything all right?&quot;

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is now, dear.&quot; :3

Elizabeta Marigold:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. Does anything need mending?&quot;

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not this time, dear.&quot; x3

* Thomas Lazarus smirks a bit.

* Elizabeta Marigold bows. x3

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Anyway! Orc warband, Kista Pass.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt intently settles in again.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was on my way to visit a fighting school along the route, and thought that, well! As long as I was travelling, I might as well make some money to pay for lodging and lessons. And maybe, just maybe, get a chance to test myself against an actual opponent! Well, as it so happened, I got that chance. I can remember an orc poking his head into the wagon I was staying in... we had some 'civil orcish discourse,' and he was convinced to leave. Very quickly, I might add!&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You insulted his mother and then physically tossed him through the air? :.&quot; (/ooc) *shot*

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

* Thomas Lazarus seems amused at the discourse part.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about your group? Thomas mentioned necromancers, and Tathi -- it is Tathi, right?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That's me!&quot; She says cheerily.

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi mentioned that your group was working on something that she was also working on?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Well, that's actually two separate things, or rather, one led into the other.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi wasn't with...well, the proto-group from the start. It was kind of a bumpy, changing start for the Vigilant Guardians.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Want to hear the necromancer story where Tathi came in, or shall I start at the beginning?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus steals B&#228;rli off the table and listens. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Likewise, actually, Thomas didn't enter the picture until after Tathi did...&quot;

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whichever story you'd care to tell!&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Well, I never like to start in the middle of something. Everything just goes all tangly then. From the beginning, then!&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">And scene? :V

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I was winding up to tell the story D: Meany:<font color="#660000">Getting close to ending time.

* Dr. Hatari collects lapcat. |D

TMG:<font color="#000000">...not for another four hours? &gt;.&gt; :P (just kidding! But seriously, we don't really have a set ending time)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go ahead and tell the story. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... while I go see what the dog's barking at.

TMG:<font color="#000000">aww, but it's the lazarus' reactions that are the whole point for telling. x3 Ah well, going anyway...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, anyway...I suppose the start it wasn't even really a group, it was simply a coincidence that several people converged on the sam goal at once.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm from Mazio, and I traveled here a few months ago. Four days after arriving in Castleton, I learned there was a rash of pickpocketing recently by a group of goblin thieves.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Convereged on Sam?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Sam, you're popular!

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&gt;_-

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The legend of Sam's creepy followers flourishes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, I witnessed such a pickpocketing--and shortly after, I encountered miss Terri here, and a rather large guardian dog of hers.&quot; Gnogglebolt smiles and nudges Terri.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was Papa!&quot; :D

Nina Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's an interesting name for a dog.&quot; :o

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. Terri, while a very young girl, seemed like her dog had things well in hand. She had such youthful exuberance, and we joined together to be 'theif-catchers' and investigate these pickpockets.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">She was barking because a log fell over in the fireplace. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;At Castleton's gate, we met up with several other people who had been victim of, or witness to, pickpocketing by the group of goblins called the Redmaws. They all had similar ides; find the theives.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(ah, heh. Doggies don't like unusual sounds. x3 )

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;An' we found 'em!&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Among this group was Sszeyl here, and Elros who seems to have gone somewhere else.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There were a few other people, but they went their own ways after this whole thing was over.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think I saw him doing what he does most in the reading room.&quot; =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. We decided to band together to accomplish the common goal. Exactly what that goal was, I had a little hand in. Most of the others were out for blood, which would have been technically okay as they were going after outlaws, but I convinced everyone to bring in the goblins as live bounties.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt smirks. &quot;I do sort of fancy myself as an accomplished negotiator.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I get that from my mother.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus flashbacks. =3=

* Alexander Lazarus is listening. :3 He nods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, I just didn't like the idea of killing simple pickpockets. Seemed rather harsh to me. So, we went through the goblin's den, capturing them all alive as we went. We even took advantage of an amusing mix-up where we reached the lower level of the hideout and were mistaken for 'customers'.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;From there, we went straight to confront the leader of the goblins, a terrible hogoblin by the name of Granch Redmaw. Only, when we got there, he was already dead.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*bugbear

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But still put up a fight.&quot; Gnogglebolt lets that finish itself.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*bugbear, sorry

Alexander Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahh. So that's where the necromancers come into the picture?&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">(&quot;Now, will you be civil and-- *Trogg facebite &gt;:E*&quot;) (&quot;We should atleast try to talk to the Gargoyles first |O&quot;) (*Insert every encounter with Rin Brenin here*)

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed so. It seems that the repulsive bugbear had been running a...well, a grisly 'supply' operation for several different necromancer factions.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But with Granch out of the way, the goblins were free. They ahd actually suffered quite a bit under his heel. Almost led them to ruin in fighting a rival tribe of goblins.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also ran by a nongoblin.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, after rounding all the goblins up, we carted them off to castleton and began investigating the necromancer supply operation, using Granch's business records.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;During one such investigation, Tathi entered into the group, following the same leads.&quot;

* Swallowtail starts folding paper idly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Shortly after that, we figured that our goals were long-term enough and our membership stable enough to make it official; we were a group. And so, the Vigilant Guardians were born over a tavern meal.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And it was then we were approached by Miron and Thomas, who had heard of the necromancer-hunting we were doing and wanted in on it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;To be honest, I thought Miron's greater interest was in meeting another gnome. My, how things have changed since then.&quot; :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm about the only one left that doesn't call him a dwarf.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The rest is roaming around, taking down more necromancers, and a true fiend connected to one of them. We've mostly wrapped up a lot of that, and are currently on unrelated business in Resca.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And so, here we are.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I've known Dwarves. =3= They're less abrasive than he is.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't call Mr. Miron a dwarf!&quot; :o

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Abrasive... sandstone up your arse would be abrasive.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Fold, fold, crease. A sun. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Language, Miron. =3=&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;SO! That's our whole story thus far in a nutshell, parents Lazarus.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shoots a glare at Miron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&gt;8[

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">....then he grins evilly. &quot;Terri...you still have that soap, yes?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm.&quot; &gt;:3 She takes it out of her pocket.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go get 'em.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry, Mr. Miron -- but you were warned!&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">She starts trying to drag the gnome off for a good soaping. =3=

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Not like she can, can she?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Yeah, she probably can.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">She's stronger than you are. =3=

Terri:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 13 + 8 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Grapple check. Can she? :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">Nobody asked you, filthy drow

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4-4 = 2 + 4 - 4 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Where the fuck did she learn this!?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">=3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Whoah there. She's almost as strong as Tom. =w=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's 6 actually

VAE:<font color="#000000">no size penalty for same sizes

Terri:<font color="#000000">Miron's face and mouth are promptly soaped! &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">(danman; actually, both have -4, but it amounts to the same thing)

* Thomas Lazarus facepalms and snickers.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck this... hell..what.. let..&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&gt;8O

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">'Give him another, Terri!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron is surprised

* Terri scrubs more every time an obscenity escapes. -3-

Miron:<font color="#000000">Barely reacts.

* Alexander Lazarus is laughing loudly. XD

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's better.&quot; &gt;:]

Miron:<font color="#000000">Well.. as the gnome seems to react wth more obscenities... it takes a long time

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait--oh, nevermind

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Keep goin' till he learns his lesson!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shovel..fuck..this..*bleep*..let..me..fucking..go..inquisitor *spit*..not..laughing..stock..mace..fuck!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*spit*

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I warned you three times!&quot; &gt;:O

Terri:<font color="#000000">Scrubscrubscrub. You might be getting a shampoo there, too, gnome. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Learn your lesson, Miron! it's the rules! Aren't you all big on the rules?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;On *spit* fucking sensible rules! Ones that make the society run!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(I feel like the responsible thing to do would be to save Miron from Terri, but.. that doesn't seem quite right either..)&quot; =w=;;;;

* VAE just rofls

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like not swearing around small children?&quot; &gt;:O

VAE:<font color="#000000">seriously. Today's session is the funniest in weeks

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, give him another, terri...he's gotta learn sometime...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Don't assume things. =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either that or get so much soap in his mouth his tongue goes numb and he can't speak.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Terri.. you'd make a good inquisitor with *this* amount of dedicatio-*SOAP'D*&quot;

* Terri is mostly cleaning Miron's beard and hair by now. There's only so much soap that you can safely put in a mouth, after all. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">Even when being soaped, the gnome thinks of recruitment

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Internally, Gnogglebolt shudders. Is Miron a masochist or something?

Meany:<font color="#660000">It's just scented fat.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not quite

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">you make it using fat and sodium hydroxide

VAE:<font color="#000000">the glycerine from the fat is displaced by Na+ ions

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You can't just slather fat on your face and get clean. =w=;

Terri:<font color="#000000">Scrubscrub. Miron, you are going to be smelling like lavender and incense for days. -3-

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Why else would the gnome not simply stop cursing long enough to stop being soap'd...I mean, he's stubborn, but this is absurd

VAE:<font color="#000000">Otherwise we'd have really clean intestines from greaeed bread

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt continues watching, and waits for the inevitable end. Either Miron stops willingly, or his mouth goes so numb he can't speak. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome seems to be out of strength attempting ot resist.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Seems like the second has happened.

Terri:<font color="#000000">Scrubscrub, rinserinse.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;There. All clean.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">*drops on floor like a bag of potato*

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now are you gonna be nice an' stop swearin' around kids?&quot; &gt;:|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt snickers. &quot;I do hope Miron has learned his lesson now...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;At least now he's too tired to go trapising about to libraries and pursue paranoia. =3=&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">This reminds me of Sandor getting beat up at the end of yesterday's session ...

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">my characters seem to be slapping dummies recently XD

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">No response from here.. seems like the inquisitor must gather some forces to even stand up.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Terri. =3=&quot;

* Terri offers a hand up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Another bonus. My my, Miron, how not-smart of you. Byt refusing to concede the battle, you lost the war.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You've earned some pie.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Just .. if you could see his face, the look of hate.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron ostentatively gets up by himself.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'sorry, Mr. Miron. But I did warn you, an' you didn't stop. Think of lil' Mateo on the Cygnet!&quot; &gt;: * Terri starts towelling off Miron's head.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks to the parents Lazarus with another nervous expression. &quot;I...do really apologize for the mess that has resulted from this.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Atleast she's taking responsibility. =w=;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I probably shouldn't have instigated it but I just couldn't resist...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron just stares...

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Gnogglebolt.. i'll get back to ya for this... by Cuthbert I will.''

* Terri keeps drying off Miron's head.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Publicly made a laughing stock, especially in front of the bloody drow 

Miron:<font color="#000000">''But the method was bloody clever.. gotta appreciate that ''

VAE:<font color="#000000">Weather forecast: Probability of gnome pranks just went up by 20%

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">once Miron gets himself seated again, Gnogglebolt speaks across the table in Gnome.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I don't think this group has a speed setting for pranks besides &quot;zero&quot; and &quot;world war&quot;.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way.. I.. see noone here.. would miss me much.... so...&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Next time, if you must resort to cursing, do it in the language that comes most naturally. If they can't understand it, it doesn't count.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">... Dwarven?

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mister Miron, that's not what we meant --&quot; D: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">^ In Gnome

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

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

* Terri looks super-guilty now. &gt;: TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman, are you saying that gnommish does not come most naturally to the gnome?

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's the running joke here, silly

* VAE was joking

VAE:<font color="#000000">He gets called a dwarf about a dozen times per session

TMG:<font color="#000000">right, sorry. x3

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... are you okay?&quot; ;.;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I cjust couldn't tell if you were serious or not.

* VAE headdesks

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. guess so...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way... probably the best thing.. going to the library...&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Oh no.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yes, I should have realized it was a joke, my bad ^^;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Sleep chance increasing.

Meany:<font color="#660000">D|

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( afk a second ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Go ahead, brother. We've got the day to ourselves anyways.&quot; ^^;;;;;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">...I s'ppose this is a good enough place to leave off, if peeps start dropping. :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">Ghost unafked/

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we start noms while Miron heads off to the library? Miron, if you want to roll Knowledge checks with a +2 circumstance modifier, you can.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Miron for Finally Getting a CLean Mouth. x3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl for &quot;Ohey, you're part of the same monk tradition I am! Let's fight!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What did I earlier nom someone for..?

Miron:<font color="#000000">So.. checks.. bloody symbol &#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 16 + 19 = 35&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Religion &#171;  &#160;1d20+19 = 8 + 19 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Arcana &#171;  &#160;1d20+9 = 17 + 9 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Local &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 12 + 5 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Nobility (untrained)

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming thomas for the discussion with gnogglebolt Fucking horseless carriages, how do they work?

GM:<font color="#000000">Local... actually garners you something! But not much.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Alexander Lazarus for Freeze! You ain't goin' nowhere!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seconding Gnogglebolt for epic prank

TMG:<font color="#000000">It wasn't really a prank, it was genuinely following through on a warning, though. :B

* Dr. Hatari noms Miron for being super picked on this session. The bakery girl flirt accusation, soap mouf, all that kind of thing. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">But, that works too. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">come on... no way he meant it entirely seriously

VAE:<font color="#000000">he's a gnome

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">There have been sightings of a male drow in mithral armor with that symbol on his shield across the western parts of Akellon. There have also been reports of a black-winged steed that the drow has been seen using, and black feathers left behind.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well shoot. I can't find it.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell.. this doesn't look good..&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Can I find anything about black, winged horses?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh great. More paranoia fuel. xD

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Such as untrained nature check?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Arcana, it would be.

TMG:<font color="#000000">At this point, we need to call in Paranoia Agent before Miron's fears manifest themselves in the real world. :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">Miron is actually approaching the levels that would get him thrown into a Sanitorium.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 3 + 19 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Black, winged horses.

Meany:<font color="#660000">In a real period-appropriate view. ;B

VAE:<font color="#000000">what paranoia agent?

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's an anime.

TMG:<font color="#000000">A really freaking trippy anime.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Though I've only seen like, the last episode of it. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">You do find something! Check the Monster Manual, page 206.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I assume it ain't an owlbear

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah not an owlbear. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's cute and all how we're acting like Miron is paranoid and insane.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... Even though this is actually sort of just a totally legitamate cause for investigation. =w=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He's actually being very pragmatic. x3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A pegasus.. he must have corrupted one...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We've kind of become dicks as a whole in the party. Haha

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They are chaotic good, usually.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'm used to that

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's... kinda like the whole of the foundation, in the less serious stories and RP's

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. A question that probably should be asked: VAE:<font color="#000000">Ever read one of the prank wars?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Either in the 050 extended log, or the 2011 Staff Prank War

TMG:<font color="#000000">This drow has been 'sighted' several times. In what context are these sightings? Good things happen, bad things happen, or &quot;Ohey, that's something you don't see every day.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The 3.5 hours of sleep is catching up with me, though. =w=;

* Dr. Hatari is glad he can sleep through Greedverse tomorrow.

VAE:<font color="#000000">happens. tomorrow is sunday anyways

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 200 XP - The Dragon and the Swallow.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron - 200 XP - Clean up your act. 200 XP - Monk versus inquisitor, fight in the rain! 200 XP - For being a good sport. 200 XP - Investigation!

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 200 XP - Terri? SIC 'EM.

VAE:<font color="#000000">0_0

VAE:<font color="#000000">1200 XP in nominations for a single session

GM:<font color="#000000">500 XP for all for uncovering the symbol, as well.

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

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">sorry... family gets home and things get hectic.

VAE:<font color="#000000">0_0

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ehn. It's not that big of a deal. We're ECL 7. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We eventually need millions between levels. =w=;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Miron for KIDNAP THE WITNESS

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

GM:<font color="#000000">YES! THAT'S the one Hatari pre-nommed. XD

GM:<font color="#000000">200 more XP for Miron. x3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think it was.

* Dr. Hatari wishes he could find the line!! &gt;:O

Meany:<font color="#660000">Not that I recall.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let me scroll up.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...I suppose Miron -does- deserve all this for being the buttmonkey of this session. x3

Meany:<font color="#660000">That was one Ghsot pre-nommed, I believe.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's the only one seriously investigating

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah, no, it was Ghost. Ghostwish: geezus, nomming miron for KIDNAP THE WITNESS. XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor works even when at rest...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas doesn't feel like investigating simply because he's home. :B

* VAE knows that SOO well

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But some random auspicious drow marked with the same insignia as that of a letter we're delivering pertaining to not-obviously-Drow matters

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's actually relevant and everyone is just, like

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, Miron *laughtrack plays*&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">basically, Miron is kinda in the wrong adventuring group, which has hillarious effects

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well, Gnogglebolt is actually curious about it, too.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I guess Miron will be all &quot;They thought me mad&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I know. I would be having such a hard time keeping up a GM face if this was a real-life game. XD

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's just that Miron getting all up in a tizzy about it was unecessary. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">and MANIC LAUGHTHER

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seriously, Lia?

VAE:<font color="#000000">IRL game, i would not be able to pull this off

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Epilogue for Akellon is read in Miron's journal format.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;THEY THOUGHT ME MAD. FUCKS.&quot;

* VAE is just so much better at writing RP than talking

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto! Miron, do you want to sit on this knowledge until next week, or how are people feeling about playing it out?

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">But with tea.

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

* VAE doesn't care either way

GM:<font color="#000000">Let's let it sit until next week, then. :3

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Saving campaign...

VAE:<font color="#000000">So far, we leave Miron to his revelation

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Any last words for the server before Ghost likely fills it with Dorfs? x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I cannot search log... drowsy.. drooping.. =3=

* Dr. Hatari falls

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">and don't forget log, of course. :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Good night. ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Of course!

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">YOU OFFEND ME.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Lorellon - Lazarus Estate'Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">:P

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

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