Session 56

TMG has connected.

 Ghostwish has connected.

 Dr. Hatari has connected.

 TMG:HeyaLia.

Faerie has connected.

 Liatai:Heyo :3

Faerie:Hey

TMG:Methinks I'm gonna roll for Gnogglebolt's HP for level 7.

TMG:<font color="#000000">here goes... &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">coo'

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop, forgot to change my text color bac.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There we go. Back to black. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">And with that, Gnogglebolt charsheet updated.

TMG:<font color="#000000">He is now fluent in Terran. :.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sacred canine duty.

TMG:<font color="#000000">testing, am I still here?

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai, I think you grabbed an old version of the VG HQ...all beds and chests do not have claims. D: TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh well, no big deal...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I know. -.-

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Please just deal with it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's been like that for some time. But we remember our bedrooms. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">o.o;; It's okay, sorry, I was just commenting. D: TMG:<font color="#000000">No stressed DM. &gt;: Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, killing a fly. &gt;:O

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">DAMIT TECH. STRESSED DM EQUALS DEAD PARTY. WHY U DAMN US SO. WARG WARG WARG.

* Ghostwish notices he still has a character sheet for Bloody Links.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ahhh. Okay. Time to review notes, and harpoon a lynx and an owl.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Liatai? Since it seems we're ready to move on and what not, could we just ad-hoc that Tathi and Aelian found a tree suitable for Seeds? :&gt;

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

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

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, we could. x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Awesome. And now the part about getting a wood elf great house up there? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Will take time and money. 5,000 GP total.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I could totally make the map myself. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Dayum. Gonna need that payout from the castle. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Did we ever finish that wacky loot sorting or just dick around being silly?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You made some claims. Hell if I remember what they were. I didn't record them. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">59 arrows (29 SP 5 CP), a darkwood buckler (205 GP) a masterwork rapier with delicate flowery silver filigree on the hilt (320 GP), Johnston and Margaret's matched rings of protection +1 (2,000 GP each, 4,000 GP total), a ring of prestidigitations (900 GP), an amulet of natural armor +1 (2,000 GP), an old silver pocketwatch (10 GP),

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian: ARROWS GIT.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">He was down to 10. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then you've got that and approximately 2814.71gp leftover in cash.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In addition to whatevs Tathi + cohort already had.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I screwed up my math then??

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">10,200 GP Estimate: 2735.5

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Estimate is left over.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I threw in a gratuity in my estimate, since it was more than 10,200

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But I forget exactly.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It doesn't really matter when we come down to haggling over loose buttons and lint. :P

* Liatai pounces Hatari.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just a friendly reminder about Thomas' letter. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Where is Sszeyl's cave again?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">About half an hour outside of Castleton, to the east of the city proper.

* Ghostwish is looking at the map.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Soo... here?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">More like here. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Right o! I am thinking.. here for the start of Seeds.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's a day and a half on foot outside of Castleton. Are you sure?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Bugger.. it's such a good location too. Castleton, Redtree, and Sedgebrush all nearby.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Don't forget the capital. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If I may make a suggestion.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh, and Lorrelon within seige distance too. &gt;:)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi is a Wizard with money.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's almost offensive to propose that she has to follow rules. :P

* Ghostwish laughs. &quot;True, true, but this is settling wood elves we're talking about.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It is a good location. Just making sure you have a sense of distance. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi could overland flight her and a companion there in much shorter order than marching, I would think.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In two levels, just instantaneously be there and back.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Or conjure flying horses.

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

</i> Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Etcetera, etcetera.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Scuse me, just got a page. Need to teleport to the office.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... is it bad that Zairith has Greater Teleport prepared just for that sort of thing? XP

Meany:<font color="#292421">Vae went to sleep again, huh?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So it seems.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Testing.

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Okay. :u

Meany:<font color="#333333">Router went blinky for a sec.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Also, I didn't forget the letter, exactly. But, guuuu, even now... I can't think of a damn thing to write. =3=;;;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dangit, I was really hoping Miron would be around for this.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Thomas sends crayon drawings to his parents.

Meany:<font color="#333333">&gt;&gt;

Meany:<font color="#333333">If Thomas asks...

Meany:<font color="#333333">Sszeyl could do for his letter, what he did for that story.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Paint a series of panels depicting scenes, with brief notes on the back.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You're both fired.

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">D: Meany:<font color="#333333">But I need this job!

Meany:<font color="#333333">I have kittens to feed!

Meany:<font color="#333333">And yappy dogs to murder.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Talespinner Tavern'Gregorovich:<font color="#333333">While we wait.

Gregorovich:<font color="#333333">Things to give poeple: Quiver Scabbard+arrows Aelian. Collapsible grappling hook+elven rope- Swallowtail. Sunrod, 2- Gnogglebolt. Bag of Holding, type 1- Whomever feels like being a pack mule.

Gregorovich:<font color="#333333">These are things Barbie cannot use anymore, that also could possibly be useful.

Gregorovich:<font color="#333333">There is a longbow, for anyone with the proficiency, but lacks a ranged weapon.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Testing.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Testing.

Meany:<font color="#333333">One two.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Can you hear me, Queen Latifah?

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Who the -fuck- is Queen Latifah?

Meany:<font color="#333333">http://queenlatifah.c1othing.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/queen-latifah-clothes-laugh.jpg

Meany:<font color="#333333">But I frequently use it as the chat's call sign. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Makin' a tree house.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bluh. Sacred canine duty.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is that lynx here yet? -.-

Meany:<font color="#333333">No.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Vae said he had to help his mom pack. ^^: Meany:<font color="#333333">She might be taking a while.

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">So.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Since everyone but Vae is here...

Meany:<font color="#333333">Doktor made me aware of a nifty item that could...potentially be useful for everyone in the party. =3=;

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wall of Blades would be useless for the Akellon party.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Vest of the Iron Heart.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would be like giving it to Nasa engineers with their +1 attack bonus.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi is not going for the +3 sexy lingerie. NO.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's only worth the trouble of even preparing if your attack bonus dramatically outstrips your AC.

* Meany gives Tathi a long look.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">That's either.. an incredible attack bonus or a god awful AC.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If, however, you can get your attack bonus to +17 or +19 or something, then your AC just became &#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 14 + 19 = 33&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But only one party member can pull that off.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I dunno, I think Tathi would wear the lingerie, but not...during the day time.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Yes.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And/or not when anyone other than Aelian can see.

Meany:<font color="#333333">The only party memeber able to do that.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Would be.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Beridize.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not that there aren't attractive alternative options in the same vein.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">A 3,000gp Diamond Mind ring, for example, could let Tathi make a fortitude save with her concentration modifier instead.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Gnogglebolt would work the shit out of a Crown of the White Raven.

Meany:<font color="#333333">If only they weren't off limits.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:/

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Why would they be off-limits?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Because they're magic?

Meany:<font color="#333333">You need to know White Raven manuevers.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No you don't. Not for the entry level ones.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Oh. =3=;;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He wouldn't be able to use the one he would actually plausibly want to use, though. I have a rather hard time picturing Gnogglebolt doing brazen high-damage melee charges. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And White Raven Tactics does indeed require already knowing a maneuver.

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

</i> Meany:<font color="#333333">YoVae.

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

* Liatai pounces, gives fish.

* VAE mroweth

* Meany showers Vae in fish.

VAE:<font color="#000000">WTF ? don't we start at 7?

Meany:<font color="#333333">How's the mom?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We were almost down to three players before you showed up. :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">Long gone

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We were supposed to start an hour ago, dork. :P

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We start at -- yeah. XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">it has been seven for months!?

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

* Dr. Hatari squints.

* VAE stares

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And now I only have three hours before the kids descend and destroy the calm of the house.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Wait wait wait

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...ooh

VAE:<font color="#000000">When does summer time change back in USA?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I am thinking that, all and all, the tree is about 12 stories tall. A grand oak. The house is four stories off the ground, and is five stories total. :&gt;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Liatai: I know the problem.

VAE:<font color="#000000">because here it did last week

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are you -- ah.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not yet. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Daylight Savings Time. XD

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Europe came off of DST a week before we do.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">So .. that explains trouble with both Kebre and now here

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You approve, Liatai?

Meany:<font color="#333333">...Isn't a story ten feet?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I know because Danny and I are down to a 4-hour difference for a week.

Meany:<font color="#333333">So...12 stories would be 120 feet. :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I approve, yes, thought for a 5-story house, the price would probably go up to 6,000 GP.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*though

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Them's human thinkings, boi.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">An elven story is about 7-8 feet.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Hope you train yer babies not to wander.

Meany:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;8*12 = 8 * 12 = 96&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dang, I'm sorry, VAE. I forgot about Daylight Savings Time. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Tom might have to watch his head from place to place.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Because past 60 feet, yer gonna die. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">CURSE YOU BENJAMIN FRANKLIIIIIN!!! &gt;:O

* Ghostwish pushes Sszeyl off the side.

* Ghostwish watches his slow fall.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">SON OF A-

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway! Shall we get the ball rolling? :3

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

* GM watches the ball roll off the edge of Tathi's treehouse. =w=;

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll call!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Here

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Meany:<font color="#333333">Ahoy.

ROLL CALL:<font color="#0000FF">MA'AM YES MA'AM.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Map? :&gt;

* Dr. Hatari eats crackers. :E

GM:<font color="#000000">Vigilant Guardian HQ, for now -- aw frig is that a baby downstairs. -.-

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, it is, but thankfully it's the baby with responsible parents who doesn't need a constant babysitter.

* VAE mrow

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hm. I hate to ask, but I'm dying of curiosity now. How much obligation are you under to head out and attend to these childish visitors? ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A fair bit. It's the family's idea of early Thanksgiving.

Meany:<font color="#333333">x: Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I see.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I need to go out to dinner at the relatives' at around 7 EST. If dinner is quick, I could presumably come back here for some later-night gaming.

GM:<font color="#000000">-- But anyway! Time's a-wastin'! Last session in Akellon...

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">DID HE DIED?

Meany:<font color="#333333">Four hours then. :.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Let's be swift.

GM:<font color="#000000">The party arrived back in Castleton at long last, after the trials of Castle Osyluth, and they may be taking some time to unwind before the journey west is undertaken. However, there are a number of things that have needed doing in Castleton... a hearing to attend, cookies to make, and superiors to report to, and there are still judgements that have yet to be heard from said superiors.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tech got kidnapped by his folks and said he would be missing today.

Meany:<font color="#333333">x: GM:<font color="#000000">Today is Cuthon 24th, the weather is clear, but cool, and Sszeyl's hearing has just finished. Take it away whenever you're ready, and let me know when you want me to advance the calendar. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi is, for the most part, only seen about sparsely, which is disturbing for two reasons. One, there are no reports of explosions in the city during her absence, and two, the Leaden Mace remains standing, with no doors broken down or statuettes of St. Cuthbert turned bright pink.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;...And so she agreed to the deal.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">So, her exact whereabouts and activities are a mystery.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://scienceblogs.com/pharyngula/upload/2011/11/wearethe97-thumb-500x368-70343.jpeg

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Sszeyl is doing some cooking.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 5 + 3 = 8&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; Profession Cooking check!

* Thomas Lazarus eats an old cookie. |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Isn't that... you know... extremely dangerous and risky? Judging from what she's done before, we might very well have two groups of assassins after us now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">=3=;; Well, that didn't turn out well.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Her lawyer caught onto my deception.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;And so, she will be informed of it.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(I'm just gonna make myself some instant noodles. &gt;.&gt; )

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;That if her assassins are not competent enough to murder me, without hurting any of you in the process, then I may press charges against her, and murder her family.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Deception?&quot; A sugar cookie bobbles from Tom's mouth as he speaks.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;A fanatic like that, though... she might just take that chance.&quot; Edaric has his boots up on the table and his new guitar in his lap, tuning it. &#171; &#160;1d20+14-1 = 3 + 14 - 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=; &quot;(Is that how the elf justice system usually works?)&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Good night, Edaric, that sounds as awful as the first time you broke that lute.&quot; Comes a familiar voice as Aelian steps in.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Bah.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">In mere seconds, all the gnomes in the room find themselves under elven hound assualt.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; Profession Cooking check!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you see a bent neck? Not a lute.&quot; :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Aha.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Welcome back~&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi comes in, looking a bit.. tan? Someone was outdoors a lot. And she's beaming from ear to ear.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">A lovely smell wafts over from the stove.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;How was the honeymoon?&quot; |3 Edaric prepares to dodge.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Smells...sweet? :.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian glowers, and jokingly makes for an arrow in his quiver.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh derp. *opens character sheet*

Miron:<font color="#000000">As time passes, Miron is getting more and more nervous. Asides from the threat of the assassins, the decision of Commander Ashmore is going to be difficult either way... either because of the incredible risk the freely moving drow presents, or because of the likely non-compliance in enforcing anything else.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Hey, Aelian. .U&quot;

* Barbarus waves him over.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Got sommat for ya.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Wonderful.&quot; Tathi says. &quot;We found the perfect tree, and the first processes are already underway!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It's not a prank ring, is it? Tathi's been driving me bonkers with hers..&quot; He says as he ambles over.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Shazam.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh come on. You look fine with blue ears!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">He's offered a...strange quiver with 68 arrows, 1 Owl Shriek arrow, and 1 Swan Shriek arrow.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Goodness. Everyone's getting one of those..&quot; ^^;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;This is a quiver scabbard, you can hide anything in the size of a shortsword or smaller inside.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian tilts his head a bit. &quot;What is all this then?&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Thank you!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">He pups the bottom, and pulls out a dagger to demonstrate.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">pops*

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Interesting! It hides just one then?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">sorry to be a silly, but what's the stats on a darkwood buckler?

Barbarus: <font color="#333333">(( Sorry, Kaid said she just got new puppies. =3=; Got the pups on the brain. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">DMG page 221.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Brb 1 shake.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">And one more...please no whammies. D: Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; Profession Cooking check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">No whammies. :3

* Edaric tries to tune the guitar again. :9 &#171; &#160;1d20+14-1 = 6 + 14 - 1 = 19&#160;  &#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Also, this macro is out of date.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Up all of those b 1.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">by*

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are you cooking?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Sszeyl pulls out a tray of small biscuit like things from the oven. :9

* Ghostwish pokes Barbarus to respond.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I still want to see a nat 1 cooking check.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh no. The first of the kidlings are here.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Must go say hello, but I'm safe to keep gaming for a little while.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Carry on without me.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">The tops are cut to look like a flower, while the center has Draconic letters...that spell Auran words. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">They look glossy, and smell sweet.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Well...&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;I only tried one. But you could probably fit more in with less arrows.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hrm. How many arrows does it hold?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">And while on that topic, how many arrows does a normal quiver hold? XD

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;It's got 68 in there right now. .P&quot;

Barbarus: <font color="#333333">(( Infinite. ))

Barbarus: <font color="#333333">(( :B ))

* Ghostwish punches Meany.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I would say, for the boundaries of good taste, no more than 100. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">If Swallowtail can see, the words in Auran mean 'longevity.'

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A quiver, as far as I know, can usually hold about 30-40 arrows comfortably, though this is D&amp;D, land of the magical storage devices.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">And the drow serves all of them...numbering eight. =3=;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">These things are expensive to make.

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Vigilant Guardian HQ'Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">:o

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Quite delicious, thank you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">The crust is chewy, and has a strange sweet paste inside...with the center being crushed peanuts.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So, Tathi, where is this tree of yours? Will you be moving away in the future..?&quot; :o

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Amayan: &quot;Where did you find the recipe for these?&quot; :o

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;I know the recipie called for yolk of salted duck eggs, but I didn't have any brine to make the eggs. ^^;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;These are some...moon cakes, yes?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Brine? D: Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Don' even know what Brine is. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Salt-heavy water.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Usually from the sea.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Testing. =3=;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Augh. The kidlings descend. D: Faerie:<font color="#006666">Loud and clear.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... bless you, Mom. :D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I just heard her tell the kids to go outside to play because I was napping. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Possibly, sadly. It is a good distance to the south, about a day's travel.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see. Well, you'll have to show me there some time so I can visit.&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Definitely. Hope you're not squeamish around heights.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Also. We should delay until later tomorrow to depart.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Silverthrush has news to deliver. =3=&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus grins a little nervously. &quot;Uhhh.&quot; ^^;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silver-thrush? Bird? Another student of the schools?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;You honestly expect him to have told me? :U&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;From what I've heard, he never gives a straight answer.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That would have been easier.&quot; =3=;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;So ya.&quot;

* Barbarus drapes the quiver on Aelian. =3=

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Did he give any sort of hint though?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Then slides Swallowtail a coil of rope, and a strange metal stick.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">did we ever get a number on how many a quiver can hold? :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I told you. XP

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Tathi will note that the rope is -Elvish- rope. :.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;Where did you get that rope, Barbarus?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron has spent most of the morning preparing spells for the case of a possible assault. Finally, hunger wins, and he descends downstairs, among the other Guardians.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">for the boundaries of good taste, 100 or less. Realistically, 30-40, but this is a world of extradimensional storage containers. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I think it's relative. &quot;An encounter's worth&quot; before adding more from your supply stores? :B *brick'd*

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Meteroa Plateau.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I think the historical average is somewhere between 15 or 20. That's an asspull number however.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I guess it's too late for 'Morning.. so good day everyone!&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Metora*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What is that?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good-day.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is this?&quot; Swallowtail examines the stick.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good day, brother. How're you feeling?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian experiments then. How many arrows could he get in there after putting his longsword in there?

Meany:<font color="#333333">720 miles to Resca? :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Templar HEALTHCHECK. &gt;:o &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#333333">That's 72 gold for transit.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Feeling alive, which given our present circumstances, is as good a reason for happiness as any.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">A longsword simply wouldn't fit, Aelian. .B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I can't argue with that logic.&quot; ^^;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Also.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">744 miles.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Metora Plateau is where the High Elves live, Tathi.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's what logic is generally all about, brother!&quot; *laughs*

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">=3$

Liatai:<font color="#000000">About 75 GP per person, one way.

* Sszeyl passes out cakes to people. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;No, Elros, he didn't. You were there, you should remember. :P&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Durnit. How many arrows can it hold then?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well~&quot; He leans back, &quot;if we've a guest tomorrow, I suppose we can wait until then before traveling out west.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Panama, what is this?&quot; Swallowtail leans over and pokes Barbarus with the stick.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I imagine we should also report to the Commander one last time before departing. We'll likely be gone a month or more.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus frowns. &quot;And I still haven't written anything..&quot; D|

* Liatai baffs Aelian with a book. :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Miron eyes the cakes suspiciously for a while.* &quot;Where did you get those... Sszeyl?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Arrows An arrow used as a melee weapon is treated as a light improvised weapon (-4 penalty on attack rolls) and deals damage as a dagger of its size (critical multiplier &#215;2). Arrows come in a leather quiver that holds 20 arrows. An arrow that hits its target is destroyed; one that misses has a 50% chance of being destroyed or lost.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Made 'em. Not fifteen minutes ago.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There. &gt;:P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">20.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Made them? You know how to bake?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Yep.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;How are we getting out there, anyway? Boat? Horses? Wagon train?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, sure. He's been making them all afternoon.&quot;

* Edaric munches mooncake. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;And they're so difficult to make, that I only have eight to show for it. :P&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Enjoy.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Great, but how many does the scabberd quiver hold? :P

* Liatai peppers Ghost with arrows. XD

Meany:<font color="#333333">Don't makle me slap you.

VAE:<font color="#000000">:3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It isn't otherwise stated, so assume 20.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">lulz, so he packs 40 arrows a fight.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Quiver Scabbard: Cleverly designed, this quiver (for either arrows or bolts) has a hidden scabbard that can hold a relatively flat weapon of size Small or smaller, such as a shortsword, handaxe, or dagger. It increases the Search check DC by +6 to locate a weapon hidden within.

VAE:<font color="#000000">You are talking about someone who assumes drow natural culture is only concerned with deception and slaughter, and that they eat mushrooms and spider meat.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">er, how many arrows did barbarus give again?

Meany:<font color="#333333">no I'm not, Vae.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just scroll up. XP

Meany:<font color="#333333">I'm talking about Ghost channeling Tech.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:P

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">=3=;;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I AM NOT. YOU TAKE THAT BACK. :P

Meany:<font color="#333333">No.

Miron:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Hmm, who'd have said.&quot; *slightly reluctantly takes his cake*

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros eats, happy enough to have food that isn't just trail rations anyway.

* Swallowtail eats happily. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000"> &quot;This actually isn't bad.. who'd have said.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;So.... how're we getting out to the coast?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">:B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*who'd have thought

VAE:<font color="#000000">Saphroneth: I think 20 is the standard, sec. Saphroneth: An arrow used as a melee weapon is treated as a light improvised weapon (-4 penalty on attack rolls) and deals damage as a dagger of its size (critical multiplier &#215;2). Arrows come in a leather quiver that holds 20 arrows. An arrow that hits its target is destroyed; one that misses has a 50% chance of being destroyed or lost.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Is what I think you're looking for. ;)

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's from skype

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">I'm wearing you down, old man.

VAE:<font color="#000000">nd it's slightly late

* VAE headdesks

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No matter.

VAE:<font color="#000000">The only appropriate thing to say would have been &quot;Good morning, grandpa, dinner's being served!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are we going horse shopping this afternoon, or stocking the wagons?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;And now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; He sighs and takes a last bite of the ... whatever it's called Sszeyl made, seeming to approve of the new food, before rising.

* Barbarus drops the bag of holding onto the table.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just.. where did you learn.. to bake like this?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Who wants to cart this around for y'all? =3$&quot;

* Edaric 's asked three times. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Swallowtail shared the recipie. :p&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I really should do a little writing before dusk or I'll end up preceeding the letter, at this rate.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Lag test? :45

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll be reporting back to the Hostel after this, if you're keen to join, Miron.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Ready to go when you are.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus tugs off his gauntlets as he paces upstairs.

* Thomas Lazarus creaks his poor bed as he sits down and assumes Thomas-thinking-face. &quot;&gt;:I&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Hold up.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Lia's lagged.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:47

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:47 at :48. I'm good.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could someone tell me how the hell we're getting to Resca?&quot; =3=;;;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Flap arms and fly?&quot; |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... did my name change to Landon Skar when I wasn't looking? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">For the sake of the log; the DM lagged here and her lines weren't getting through. :B Reconnecting.

You have disconnected.

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

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

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

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

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

</i> Meany:<font color="#333333">Yo.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Do you really want to know how much typing I did that didn't get through? XD

Meany:<font color="#333333">Yes.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Beware the textwall.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail: &quot;What are you cooking?&quot; Sszeyl: Sszeyl pulls out a tray of small biscuit like things from the oven. :9 * Ghostwish pokes Barbarus to respond. Faerie: I still want to see a nat 1 cooking check. Faerie: &gt;.&gt; Liatai: Oh no. The first of the kidlings are here. Liatai: Must go say hello, but I'm safe to keep gaming for a little while. Liatai: Carry on without me. Sszeyl: The tops are cut to look like a flower, while the center has Draconic letters...that spell Auran words. :9 Sszeyl: They look glossy, and smell sweet. Barbarus: &quot;Well...&quot; Barbarus: &quot;I only tried one. But you could probably fit more in with less arrows.&quot; Aelian: &quot;Hrm. How many arrows does it hold?&quot; Ghostwish: And while on that topic, how many arrows does a normal quiver hold? XD Barbarus: &quot;It's got 68 in there right now. .P&quot; Barbarus: (( Infinite. )) Barbarus: (( :B )) * Ghostwish punches Meany. Liatai: ... I would say, for the boundaries of good taste, no more than 100. XD Sszeyl: If Swallowtail can see, the words in Auran mean 'longevity.' Liatai: A quiver, as far as I know, can usually hold about 30-40 arrows comfortably, though this is D&amp;D, land of the magical storage devices. Sszeyl: And the drow serves all of them...numbering eight. =3=;; Sszeyl: These things are expensive to make. Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Oh?&quot; :. Tokens dropped onto map 'Vigilant Guardian HQ' Swallowtail: :o Elros: &quot;Quite delicious, thank you.&quot; Sszeyl: The crust is chewy, and has a strange sweet paste inside...with the center being crushed peanuts. Thomas Lazarus: &quot;So, Tathi, where is this tree of yours? Will you be moving away in the future..?&quot; :o Swallowtail: Amayan: &quot;Where did you find the recipe for these?&quot; :o Sszeyl: &quot;I know the recipie called for yolk of salted duck eggs, but I didn't have any brine to make the eggs. ^^;&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;These are some...moon cakes, yes?&quot; Thomas Lazarus: Brine? D: Sszeyl: &quot;Don' even know what Brine is. &gt;&gt;&quot; Barbarus: &quot;Salt-heavy water.&quot; Barbarus: &quot;Usually from the sea.&quot; Meany: Testing. =3=;; Liatai: Augh. The kidlings descend. D: Faerie: Loud and clear. Liatai: ... bless you, Mom. :D Liatai: I just heard her tell the kids to go outside to play because I was napping. :B Tathi: &quot;Possibly, sadly. It is a good distance to the south, about a day's travel.&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I see. Well, you'll have to show me there some time so I can visit.&quot; :3 Tathi: &quot;Definitely. Hope you're not squeamish around heights.&quot; :3 Sszeyl: &quot;Also. We should delay until later tomorrow to depart.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Silverthrush has news to deliver. =3=&quot; * Thomas Lazarus grins a little nervously. &quot;Uhhh.&quot; ^^; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;--Hmm. What news?&quot; Swallowtail: &quot;Silver-thrush? Bird? Another student of the schools?&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;You honestly expect him to have told me? :U&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;From what I've heard, he never gives a straight answer.&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;That would have been easier.&quot; =3=; Barbarus: &quot;So ya.&quot; * Barbarus drapes the quiver on Aelian. =3= Elros: &quot;Did he give any sort of hint though?&quot; Barbarus: Then slides Swallowtail a coil of rope, and a strange metal stick. Ghostwish: did we ever get a number on how many a quiver can hold? :P Liatai: I told you. XP Barbarus: Tathi will note that the rope is -Elvish- rope. :. Tathi: Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;Where did you get that rope, Barbarus?&quot; Miron: Miron has spent most of the morning preparing spells for the case of a possible assault. Finally, hunger wins, and he descends downstairs, among the other Guardians. Liatai: for the boundaries of good taste, 100 or less. Realistically, 30-40, but this is a world of extradimensional storage containers. :B Dr. Hatari: I think it's relative. &quot;An encounter's worth&quot; before adding more from your supply stores? :B *brick'd* Barbarus: &quot;Meteroa Plateau.&quot; Dr. Hatari: I think the historical average is somewhere between 15 or 20. That's an asspull number however. Miron: &quot;I guess it's too late for 'Morning.. so good day everyone!&quot; Meany: Metora* Tathi: &quot;What is that?&quot; Swallowtail: &quot;Good-day.&quot; Swallowtail: &quot;What is this?&quot; Swallowtail examines the stick. Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Good day, brother. How're you feeling?&quot; Aelian: Aelian experiments then. How many arrows could he get in there after putting his longsword in there? Meany: 720 miles to Resca? :. Thomas Lazarus: Templar HEALTHCHECK. &gt;:o &#171;&#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160;&#187; Meany: That's 72 gold for transit. Miron: &quot;Feeling alive, which given our present circumstances, is as good a reason for happiness as any.&quot; Barbarus: A longsword simply wouldn't fit, Aelian. .B Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I can't argue with that logic.&quot; ^^; Barbarus: Also. Liatai: 744 miles. Barbarus: &quot;Metora Plateau is where the High Elves live, Tathi.&quot; Miron: &quot;That's what logic is generally all about, brother!&quot; *laughs* Barbarus: =3$ Liatai: About 75 GP per person, one way. * Sszeyl passes out cakes to people. =3= Sszeyl: &quot;No, Elros, he didn't. You were there, you should remember. :P&quot; Aelian: Durnit. How many arrows can it hold then? Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Well~&quot; He leans back, &quot;if we've a guest tomorrow, I suppose we can wait until then before traveling out west.&quot; Swallowtail: &quot;Panama, what is this?&quot; Swallowtail leans over and pokes Barbarus with the stick. Thomas Lazarus: &quot;..I imagine we should also report to the Commander one last time before departing. We'll likely be gone a month or more.&quot; Liatai: ... * Thomas Lazarus frowns. &quot;And I still haven't written anything..&quot; D| * Liatai baffs Aelian with a book. :P Miron: *Miron eyes the cakes suspiciously for a while.* &quot;Where did you get those... Sszeyl?&quot; Dr. Hatari: Arrows An arrow used as a melee weapon is treated as a light improvised weapon (-4 penalty on attack rolls) and deals damage as a dagger of its size (critical multiplier &#215;2). Arrows come in a leather quiver that holds 20 arrows. An arrow that hits its target is destroyed; one that misses has a 50% chance of being destroyed or lost. Sszeyl: &quot;Made 'em. Not fifteen minutes ago.&quot; Dr. Hatari: There. &gt;:P Dr. Hatari: 20. Miron: &quot;Made them? You know how to bake?&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Yep.&quot; Edaric: &quot;How are we getting out there, anyway? Boat? Horses? Wagon train?&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Oh, sure. He's been making them all afternoon.&quot; * Edaric munches mooncake. :9 Sszeyl: &quot;And they're so difficult to make, that I only have eight to show for it. :P&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Enjoy.&quot; Aelian: Great, but how many does the scabberd quiver hold? :P * Liatai peppers Ghost with arrows. XD Meany: Don't makle me slap you. VAE: :3 Dr. Hatari: It isn't otherwise stated, so assume 20. Ghostwish: lulz, so he packs 40 arrows a fight. Dr. Hatari: Quiver Scabbard: Cleverly designed, this quiver (for either arrows or bolts) has a hidden scabbard that can hold a relatively flat weapon of size Small or smaller, such as a shortsword, handaxe, or dagger. It increases the Search check DC by +6 to locate a weapon hidden within. VAE: You are talking about someone who assumes drow natural culture is only concerned with deception and slaughter, and that they eat mushrooms and spider meat. Ghostwish: er, how many arrows did barbarus give again? Meany: no I'm not, Vae. Liatai: Just scroll up. XP Meany: I'm talking about Ghost channeling Tech. Meany: :P VAE: ah Meany: =3=;; Ghostwish: I AM NOT. YOU TAKE THAT BACK. :P Meany: No. Miron: &quot;Hmm, who'd have said.&quot; *slightly reluctantly takes his cake* VAE: Wait Elros: Elros eats, happy enough to have food that isn't just trail rations anyway. * Swallowtail eats happily. :3 Miron: &quot;This actually isn't bad.. who'd have said.&quot; Edaric: &quot;So.... how're we getting out to the coast?&quot; Sszeyl: :B Ghostwish: *who'd have thought VAE: Saphroneth: I think 20 is the standard, sec. Saphroneth: An arrow used as a melee weapon is treated as a light improvised weapon (-4 penalty on attack rolls) and deals damage as a dagger of its size (critical multiplier &#215;2). Arrows come in a leather uiver that holds 20 arrows. An arrow that hits its target is destroyed; one that misses has a 50% chance of being destroyed or lost. Ghostwish: Is what I think you're looking for. ;) VAE: that's from skype Sszeyl: I'm wearing you down, old man. VAE: nd it's slightly late * VAE headdesks Dr. Hatari: No matter. VAE: The only appropriate thing to say would have been &quot;Good morning, grandpa, dinner's being served!&quot; Edaric: &quot;Are we going horse shopping this afternoon, or stocking the wagons?&quot; Barbarus: &quot;And now.&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Well..&quot; He sighs and takes a last bite of the ... whatever it's called Sszeyl made, seeming to approve of the new food, before rising. * Barbarus drops the bag of holding onto the table. Miron: &quot;Just.. where did you learn.. to bake like this?&quot; Barbarus: &quot;Who wants to cart this around for y'all? =3$&quot; * Edaric 's asked three times. :B Sszeyl: &quot;Swallowtail shared the recipie. :p&quot; Miron: &quot;I see&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I really should do a little writing before dusk or I'll end up preceeding the letter, at this rate.&quot; Liatai: ... Lag test? :45 Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I'll be reporting back to the Hostel after this, if you're keen to join, Miron.&quot; Miron: &quot;Indeed. Ready to go when you are.&quot; * Thomas Lazarus tugs off his gauntlets as he paces upstairs. * Thomas Lazarus creaks his poor bed as he sits down and assumes Thomas-thinking-face. &quot;&gt;:I&quot; Meany: Hold up. Meany: Lia's lagged. Meany: :47 Liatai: :47 at :48. I'm goo. Edaric: &quot;Could someone tell me how the hell we're getting to Resca?&quot; =3=;;; Swallowtail: &quot;Flap arms and fly?&quot; |3 Edaric: ... did my name change to Landon Skar when I wasn't looking? :B Liatai: For the sake of the log; the DM lagged here and her lines weren't getting through. :B Reconnecting. You have disconnected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I honestly thought Swallowtail and Edaric were purposefully being ignored. XD

Meany:<font color="#333333">:x

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Sszeyl looks at Swallowtail, and speaks in Amayan. &quot;I actually looked it up in a cook book Lethiriss had.&quot; =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;It said it was an Amayan food served in the autumn, but didn't say when.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;I really advise you guys to go by boat.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">that wall of text is blinding me. What was Aelian being baffed for again? XD

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Amayan: &quot;They're usually only made for special occasions... the equinox, the emperor's birthday... I am amazed you found a recipe so far from the coast!&quot; :O

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; Knowledge local on fast type of boat. .9

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">D.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aelian was being baffed because I repeated how many arrows were in a quiver at least three times and he kept asking. I didn't realize no one was getting my lines. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OH XD

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Amyan: &quot;Lethiriss has cook books from beyond the great desert. =3=;; I'm honestly amazed she isn't a famous chef.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I was beginning to wonder if you were just distracted or kidnapped or something. I did catch that part about your mom making diversionary tactics. :&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;What's an equinox?&quot; The Drow asks in Common. :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">That explains where he got it from.... hope there weren't any mind-control herbs in the recipe.

</i> Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When the day is the same length as night, if I recall.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;...You mean they normally aren't? :.&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's when the day and night are about the same length. Think we missed it this year... Cuthon... 13th, I think it was?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus is staring at a paper with a pen in hand in a candle-lit bedroom.

Sszeyl: <font color="#333333">(( Lia lag test. :03 ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Obad-Hai and Pelor usually consider it a pretty big deal. Moreso for the solstices with Pelor, though.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, forget it!&quot; &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:03 at :04.

* Thomas Lazarus throws the implements into his trunk and begins praying!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, they aren't. Haven't you noticed?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Someone forgot to take craft(books). Nyuck Nyuck.

* Sszeyl slides Swallowtail a cake. :9

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;The days normally get longer and shorter throughout the year on a cycle, to answer your question. Longer in the summer and shorter in the winter.&quot;

* Swallowtail munches happily, almost reverently. :3

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Swallowtail, that's a collapsible grappling hook.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Just press the dot in the middle.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm?&quot; Swallowtail looks up from her mooncake.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Press. K-chunk!

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Hooks! .U

Swallowtail: <font color="#0">(( And all people who were in Castle Osyluth flinch and leap back at the sound of k-chunk? :P *brick'd* ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">OH GAWD TOM FELL THROUGH THE FLOOR AGAIN.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">GET THE OINTMENT.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Useful.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After about fifteen minutes...

* Thomas Lazarus makes a few sweeping, pointed gestures and intones a Sending spell.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Dad - It's me, Thomas. A lot has happened this month. Adventuring business is taking me past Home soon. Will be visiting early this year.&quot;

Barbarus: <font color="#333333">(( Did anyone take the BoH? :o ))

* Thomas Lazarus makes a |3 face as the letter is defeated by magic. Score!

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I don't think anyone claimed it. Tathi already has a bag of holding, so it would be slightly redundant.

Meany:<font color="#333333">No...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We could always sell it for several thousand gold.

Meany:<font color="#333333">She has a haversack. =3=;

Meany:<font color="#333333">We traded. =3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then we have a haversack that would make it redundant.

Meany:<font color="#333333">And it's a type 1, I think. =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hatari, would you like to come up with the response, or would you like me to? :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Feel free, certainly. I sort of want to duck puppeteering the whole family, lest I engineer an entire extended future scene of just me talking to me for like an hour. XD

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi has a bag of holding. :P

Meany:<font color="#333333">:v

Meany:<font color="#333333">Then we have two bags of holding.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Talking to one's self. Gosh forbit anything should seem normal around here.

Elros:<font color="#006666">*forbid

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;So...what's a boat? :.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;...&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;So very glad I'm staying with Loo. =3$&quot;

* Liatai counts words. :9

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;A vehicle that travels atop water.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros, as ever with the straight answer.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;...How?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Once upon a time, a bard friend of ours made a point of liberally Sending correspondence with every major NPC we ever made contact with throughout the campaign.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And the DM ruled that the next 25 words they spoke were their response.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Does it have...like, a big ring of water walking? =3=;&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I imagine a lot of it was &quot;Wha --?! WHO'S TALKING. WHERE ARE YOU. I'M IN THE BATH YOU --&quot; :P

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;No, it...floats. Because of the shape of it.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So much of the time we got messages back to the effect of, &quot;-- and we can't afford a whole roast for them, it's robbery! &gt;:O ... What. Hold on I'm getting a --&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And then it was over. :B

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Drop a cork into a goblet filled with water, and you can see the same thing.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;...It rolls over onto's it's back, and people ride that?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I.. Do not think we are going to be able to give an entire lesson in nautical engineering to Sszeyl..&quot;

Sending Response:<font color="#000000">Not even a minute later, you hear the spoken reply, as if your father was in the same room. &quot;Thomas? Adventuring business? I suppose we'll hear all about it when you come by. When -- Sending, right. You know you're always welcome. Travel safely.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;What's a nautical? I'm asking about boats.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 16 + 6 = 22&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge architecture!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Where's Gnogglebolt when we need him? XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thanks, convenient magical limitations of Pelor!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Well geezus. Tathi just covered all the basics of boat design.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">|.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Gnogglebolt, come here, I need you.&quot; (/first telephone call)

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Also. That goofy-looking Sun audience token from the early pages of DMFA? That should totally be Pelor. |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14-1 = 5 + 14 - 1 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; I will get rid of this -1 penalty somehow before tomorrow! &gt;:d

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;...Want a tip?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Hey, Tom. .o&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus decends with a smile. &quot;Heyo.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did I tune it wrong? E, A, D, G, B, E, right?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;You're tuning is fine. =3$&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;It's your finger work that's not quite right.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;How did the letter go, Tom? Ready to send it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I just did.&quot; |3

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;You're struming like a lute. It's not a lute, so don't strum it that way.&quot;

* Edaric starts to hand over the guitar -- and then hesitates awkwardly. =w=;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Use a pick to pluck at the notes.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">One arm, remember?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I may only be good at magic and swordsmanship, but luckily, magic makes up for being bad at everything else.&quot; =w=

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Each type of pick will produce a different sound.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I just did. Sorry. Automatic action. =w=;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;So, your type of pick will make your music truly unique. .3&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;My grandpa used the tip of an elephant tusk as his pick.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Here, start with a coin for yours.&quot;

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

* Barbarus hands over a SP.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Testing.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Testing.

Meany:<font color="#333333">One two.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm trying to check Wikipedia to see if lutes are played with a pick or not. XD

Meany:<font color="#333333">From a vid I saw, they're lightly strummed with the fingers.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Running the fingers over them.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In any case, I think we could stop by the Mace soon, brother.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Not much plucking.

* Thomas Lazarus nods to the others curtly before letting himself out.

* Edaric takes the coin and tries... &#171; &#160;1d20+14-2 = 13 + 14 - 2 = 25&#160;  &#187;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">.D

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh, that does make a difference.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Without a word, Miron gets up and follows Thomas*

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;You can use your own thumb as a pick after you spend like...months getting a thick callous on it. =3=;&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods at the Gnome when he appears, and begins walking. His expression rapidly grows more somber than it was inside.

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

* Edaric laughs. &quot;I've been playing string instruments for years -- think these are good enough?&quot; :3 He holds up a hand calloused from lute-strumming.

* Barbarus inspects.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Not for a guitar. =3=&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw. Well, might as well start now.&quot; |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 14 + 14 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The silver piece is forgotten on the table.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is it, brother?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">:v

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;You're imrroving rapidly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">His expression is somewhat stony. &quot;I guess I just wanted to let you know, before we got to the Commander, that whatever his judgement is.. you can count on me to follow through with it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's all.&quot;

* Edaric smirks. &quot;It's not as different as it seems. I played a banjo for a while when I was a kid -- this is pretty similar. Just vastly different tone color.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">.u

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">The Drow props open a book, and begins reading. |.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Those who pay attention note it's a book on Vagie.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Vargie*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. understand and appreciate...&quot; *looks at Thomas* &quot;You know all well that there are some among the Guardians we can't rely on.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't know if I'm ready to say that. They're friends and allies true, to the last. ... But I understand where my duties and loyalties lay.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But.. it's hard to fault them. Fighting a clear threat is easy, but to deal with an internal enemy takes a strong person&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs quietly and nods.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;A boat, huh... never really travelled on one before. River crossings don't count much.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once again, Thomas. Words like this make me proud I was among those who persuaded you to join the Mace.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stay near railing.&quot; |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what's that supposed to mean?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;You'll get sea sick, boy. .U&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you, brother. Things've been harder than I expected them to be.. I appreciate your understanding.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afk 1 shake.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">On your way to the Leaden Mace, your path crosses with that of a pair of patrolling inquisitors. &quot;... Well hey, that cuts off some time from patrol. Evening, Brother Miron, Brother Tom.&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot; The other inquisitor raises a hand in greeting.

* Faerie gets distracted looking at British Foreign Office things about the US.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... someone should probably warn Gnogglebolt.&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Evening, Flint&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">=3$

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Evening, brother Landon&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Maizo is riddled with rivers, Edaric.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;He's probably spent time on a boathouse.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were just on our way to your headquarters.&quot; The witch hunter's expression sobers. &quot;The commander wants to see you both. He's ready to pass judgement on what's to be done with Sszeyl.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nod*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..T'was just what we were on our way to hear. The Guardians are due to travel west by tomorrow, give or take.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">I get this strange feeling.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Like I should be setting religious groups on fire.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any idea how it's looking over there, Flint?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Over... Not a one. It's not my case, so I'm in the dark about it until someone decides to let me in on it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see. Oh well. Good luck, and break neck. Preferrably someone elses.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus simply nods again. Shallower, this time.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heh, hope it doesn't come to that.&quot; |3

VAE:<font color="#000000">(for some reason, &quot;Zlom vaz&quot; which break neck is one of the meaning of, is a common slovak wish of luck among friends)

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Got a demon-summoner case to work on come Loda. Suspected malconvoker. Going in with Anise and Landon to confirm or deny.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We have a similar expression, except it's the leg.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;Break a leg&quot; is more common here, to wish someone luck on stage. :3

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Don't you have enough trouble with religious groups when you're -not- setting them on fire?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">=3=

Elros:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns. &quot;'Zat so..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Urgh, I hate those buggers. Undead I can do eight days a week, but demons.. last we met one of those I almost bit it, if not for here Thomas.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose we'll be gone by then. Good luck.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">For some reason, it's considered bad luck to wish an actor good luck on stage. :B It's also supposed to be bad luck to say &quot;Macbeth&quot; in a theater if you're not performing the play. Superstitions are strange. :3

Meany:<font color="#333333">Peacock feathers are also bad luck. =3=;

* Thomas Lazarus narrows his eyes a bit. &quot;Mm. I've been studying them since then. It's definitely going to be my specialty.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">yeah. Lady Gaga coming around - bad luck for everyone.

* Meany burns Vae.

VAE:<font color="#000000">peacock feathers aplenty

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Same to you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Apparently, that was a Baatezu devil, afterall. But. Semantics.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Going to go say hello to the kidlings -- need a snack, can't avoid it. ^^; If I'm not back in fifteen minutes, call Supernanny. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Baatezu? Never heard of those.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's just the proper planar term from the books. Most people just call everything a demon.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, I see. Well.. most people can barely tell between demon and devil. The second are nastier - our axiomatic weapons, like the Commander's mace, kinda don't do much.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus has been hitting the books hard. 10 ranks in knowledge: Planes! &gt;:I

* Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;I've been learning. I never want Redtree to happen to another town.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then there's two of us.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When to think I almost used a healing spell on that monster, like I do on the undead..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Although I've sometimes wondered how prudent it even is. I woder if we'll ever even cross paths with another true fiend in Akellon.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..But I'll be prepared in the event we do.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Castleton is a cesspool... you get all kinds of things happening in its vicinity.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There are six kids downstairs D: Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are you contagious?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tell them you're contagious go away &gt;:O

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Shout &quot;FLU.&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Watch the parent's -scramble.-

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I'm a zombie. I could threaten them with zombie virus.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">o.o

VAE:<font color="#000000">they infect themselves and become biologist dog lover DnD players

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(/HvZ)

Meany:<font color="#333333">&gt;&gt;

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Release a Witch into the house.

GM:<font color="#000000">Copied Thomas and Miron over to Mace HQ.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Danny has startled the Witch!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Release a Bitch into the house.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well,&quot; He remarks in a dark tone, &quot;Rapists and murderers and overgrown predators are worldly evils. But even the things around here are a league beneath true fiends. ... Ahhhhh ... I'd rather get my mind off it.&quot; He looks up at the hostel second floor from outside.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#333333">I see you.

* Dr. Hatari maploads~

Liatai:<font color="#000000">More people arriving D: * Liatai hides upstairs.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;See, that's right, Thomas. But the dark gods pick exactly such people for followers... why should demons be different? Never mind those who in their depravity seek such as company on their own.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But anyways, seems we have arrived&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*carefully enters, with an unchanged expression, but somewhat trembling on the inside*

Leiden Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good evening, brothers. Did Inquisitors Carthan and Skar give you their message?&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus casually salutes. &quot;Brother Frost. Sir Orrin.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Hrm. I wonder if I dare pull the DM a hundred different ways, and start finangling more D&amp;D stuff. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go ahead. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What do you need?

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Greetings, brothers.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You've met all our new faces now, haven't you, Miron?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And... Sir Orrin? &quot; *turns to Thomas*

Orrin Oakley:<font color="#000000">The Aurate Palm liason salutes back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes. He's been teaching Trevor. An Aurate knight.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have met Leiden, sure, but not the other one.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, now I recall. So that's...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honour to meet our esteemed aliies.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods to Trevor. :3

Leiden Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;The commander and lieutenant commander are waiting for you upstairs.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, brother.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Of course. We were on our way when we ran into Landon and Flint.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*walks towards the stairs*

GM:<font color="#000000">HQ is pretty quiet; the evening patrols are all out.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*whisper* &quot;So, who goes in first?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus whispers back, &quot;You're my senior by two ranks. Don't try to duck this.&quot; =w=;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;By two ranks? Did I get an overnight promotion, brother?&quot; .. &quot;On well/&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Welp, I was thinking of who exactly is going to build the house. Find a wood elf architect/druid or some such. :&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*knock knock*

Meany:<font color="#333333">&gt;&gt;

Meany:<font color="#333333">We have a Drow Druid... :B

Meany:<font color="#333333">*shot*

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Identify yourself.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">*shot repeatedly*

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros wonders if we ought to post watch though. Being as we've already been attacked once. &gt;.&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket and Junior Inquisitor Lazarus&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I was admittedly sort of assuming there was some sort of unspoken acknowledgement of senior ranking inquisitors denoting Anise and Miron. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If not, disregard~

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Enter.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">They are both Inquisitors by rank

Miron:<font color="#000000">*salutes*

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; Crafting some coats. :9

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">=3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You know those Japanese shirts.

VAE:<font color="#000000">senior promotion has to be done by head inquisitor (of the region) IIRC

* Thomas Lazarus closes the door and salutes as well.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">Commander and lieutenant commander are both here; Cadamon gives you a shallow nod as you enter. &quot;Sit down, inquisitors. I trust you understand the matter which I have called you here to discuss.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">either way, it requires something pretty exceptional to be done.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes commander!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Senior ranking Inquisitors get fancy high white collared coats. *brick'd*

Meany:<font color="#333333">Cadamon had to take down an Owlbear zombie by himself to do it.

Meany:<font color="#333333">=3=

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*sits down and listens intently*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nah, that's more of a Cuthbert church thing... and the fact that they were three matched tokens of mercenaries. :B *brick'd*

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Sszeyl snaps his book shut.

* Alberic Ashmore steeples his fingers.

Miron:<font color="#000000">This is the moment of truth... Commander Ashmore is reasonable after alll.. He'll sure agree with me on the matter

</i> Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">And..oh gods.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Here come the paints!

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 18 + 8 + 0 = 26&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">:u

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 14 + 8 = 22&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; And to finish it up...

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Elros, congrats.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">You now have a painting the size of the table...

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;The lieutenant commander has informed me of the happenings surrounding the drow Sszeyl and his case of malevolent possession, and conversations with Nathaniel Toris and Rusal Ebonwood confirm these details. This is truly a dire matter. I have but two questions for you both before passing judgement on it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Edged in multiple scenes, with the large center one being Elros and Ezer at a table, relaxed, while two women chatter, and expensive wine just sits there. Each of the scenes corresponds to a line of the title on the back.

* Thomas Lazarus shifts his posture up a little, listening and looking serious.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*spine straightens*

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;The first being why you did not see fit to inform us of the issue sooner.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros seems quite impressed, though at a bit of a loss for words. Not the least because he doesn't know where to put something that large. :B &quot;Quite impressive, thank you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;His words carry a weight that would break a less interesting man's jaw.&quot; &quot;He's a lover, not a fighter; but he's also a fighter, so don't get any ideas.&quot; &quot;He is the life of parties he has never attended.&quot; &quot;His beard alone has experienced more than a lesser man's entire body.&quot; &quot;He can speak Elvish... in Dwarvish.&quot; &quot;He once punched a magician. That's right. You heard me.&quot; &quot;If he were to punch you in the face, you would have to fight off the strong urge to thank him.&quot; &quot;If he patted you on the back, you would put it on your resume.&quot; &quot;He once taught a dog to bark... in Feline.&quot; &quot;He bowls overhanded.&quot; &quot;Sharks have a week dedicated to him.&quot; &quot;He lives vicariously... through himself.&quot; &quot;He once had an awkward moment, just to see what it felt like.&quot; &quot;When in Castleton, they do as he does.&quot;

</i> Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was unable due to not being present when the salient occurences were taking place, Commander&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;He is the most interesting man in the world.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#333333">(( all the title in the back. :3 ))

* Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes briefly and releases a sigh. Like a pinpoint strike to exactly the worst subject, first question.

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's why he's the commander

* Faerie giggles x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... his nonexistent beard? :B *brick'd*

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

* Thomas Lazarus nods slightly. &quot;..Brother Miron, I can absolve of involvement by corroborating that none of these events took place in his presence. He learned everything at the same time the lieutenant commander did. As for myself..&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Yeah, Elros is clean-shaven. But, perhaps that only proves the point more. Tiny little stubble. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Random question -- and I do mean random.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... is Elros' stubble green? :B

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">At least you're not asking about...ahem.

Elros:<font color="#006666">And possibly. But he tries to keep his face well-shaved.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, that could be implied if you were of a mind to think that way. 0|3

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Also.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's lichen

* Liatai 's halo rolls away. D: Chase chase chase reaffix. 0-:3

VAE:<font color="#000000">not stubble

Elros:<font color="#006666">I though Tomiko was the one with the elf fetish. :x

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">The arrow with the silk ribbon shaft is also on the back with a note.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">(&quot;Couldn't find a place to put this on the main painting, so nyeh.&quot;)

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">(Painted on the back, or affixed to it?)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Painted, I think. It's Sszeyl's signature.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I suppose I have less excuse. The gravity of the situation at Pelor's temple being disarmed, such as it was, by Nathaniel's ward.. well. I was perhaps too glad to think of the issue as resolved and checked under future events. Perhaps I wanted too much for that to be that, and swept it under the proverbial rug in my thoughts.&quot;

* Ghostwish tapes little devil horns onto Liatai's halo. :&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I may have a word, Commander&quot;

* Liatai has a spiky halo?

* Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes and adopts a hard expression. &quot;No doubt, now, I was overstepping my boundaries. I was presumptuous.&quot;

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">A bit of a hidden detail, then. Neat.

* Edaric strums. &quot;... So, are we hiring a boat just for us, or booking passage on a bigger ship?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Lazarus, despite his record so far is relatively new, and doesn't come from a bacground dealing with the profane and macabre. His thinking was unduly influenced by what they, and to some extent myself witnessed at Castle Ossyluth, which, I believe, at least partially alleviates his guilt of mis-reporting the possession. I can assure from working with him he has been otherwise both conscientious and loyal at all times.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*looks rather anxious himself*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I'M ON A BOA--*bricked*

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Probably hiring a boat, in all frankness.&quot; =3=

* Alberic Ashmore 's expression is stoic, and his fingers are still steepled, listening to both inquisitors.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Because if we're on too big of a ship, it'll take too long to get to Resca.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Knock knock knock on Guardian HQ's door.

Meany:<font color="#333333">http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ClaspYourHandsIfYouDeceive

Meany:<font color="#333333">That's Ashmore.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Le open. .u

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">PFFF!

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Hello?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack! AFK.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:x

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait, wat?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Someone let him in when there's an important meeting taking place?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">ugh, so distracted..

VAE:<font color="#000000">oh, Guardian HQ

* Thomas Lazarus leaves it at that. He seems to be awaiting judgement.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Barbarus does the Kramer-slide into Ashmore's office.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;&gt;:O !?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">No no no.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Barbarus crashes through the roof.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Then escapes out the window.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I was actually scared that he *did*

Meany:<font color="#333333">Never mind that Ashmore's office hasn't a window.

Meany:<font color="#333333">It has one now. =3=

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">COMMENCE OPERATION DM GUMBY.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">So who is it that Tathi's going to find to make a fine, wood elven home?

Elros:<font color="#006666">I assumed that was Aelian.

Meany:<font color="#333333">GM's afk. =3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This would be such a fine character into point for my dedicated transmuter character.

Meany:<font color="#333333">o: VAE:<font color="#000000">liatai haz no mustache. Can't be gumby

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... But I'm not that quick on the draw with character materials, so get some douchebags with hacksaws and bandanas. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bad news, guys.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">=3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I've got to leave in a few minutes. Not an hour like I was hoping.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">nono- DAMNIT

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Saw that coming.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">oh crap

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If people are still up when I get back, would we be willing to pick up later?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh well, we had fair warning, you know? Go figure I would get pulled 85 different directions for the duration of the game. -.-

VAE:<font color="#000000">just where it was getting exciting

VAE:<font color="#000000">How much later?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">This is so compelling I might try to.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can get the Mace scene at least halfway done, at least. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">VAE is chomping at the bit for an excuse to axe Sszeyl. :B

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But yes, how much later?

Meany:<font color="#333333">YoLia.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Imagine how nervous Miron is

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I might need to be poked, if I'm doing other things. But if I'm online, assume I can be interrupted.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tech may possibly be back much later. :.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Though I would be curious around when.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I wish I could tell you.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Either he gets the right to get rid of him, like he always told , nothing good comes from drow.

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">2 hours, roughly, perhaps.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">2-4.

VAE:<font color="#000000">two is OK

VAE:<font color="#000000">if it's not longer, it's OK

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think my grandfather will be worn out and needing a break after an hour or two. ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Once again. If it isn't something like five or six, it's OK

Liatai:<font color="#000000">For the sake of a cliffhanger, I leave with this...

GM:<font color="#000000">Guardian HQ's door opens...

VAE:<font color="#000000">And what a cliffhanger it is.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Closing titles play

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I love how meany is nervously twitching his token, trying to renew the fog. :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">For that sake, I ask those present

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyone seen Le Chevalier d'Eon anime?

* Meany stabs Ghost with Snooki.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lots like Akellon

* Ghostwish deflects with an oompa loompa.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">And Ashmore closes his eyes briefly, considering. &quot;... I see. Then the second question becomes more relevant.&quot;

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!*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And cliffhanger cut -- will leave MapTool open -- feel free to plan and shenanigan things while I'm gone -- see you later --!

Meany:<font color="#333333">Ta. :3

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">okay, i think I'm off to play some WoT.

* Liatai creeps in.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... are people still here? I can squeeze in some more time. There's a sleeping baby that no one wants to wake. &gt;.&gt;;

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Yo.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So I have until the baby wakes up. Which should be -- ten to thirty minutes.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:&gt;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, I'm here. I was just gonna play WoW anyways. :B

* Faerie is still around, whatevs.

* Meany floats.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lazarus. Steelsprocket.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;This mission, should you choose to accept it, is one of tremendous gravity. Are you willing to do what must be done to ensure the safety of the people of Akellon, and lands beyond, no matter the personal cost? Think carefully.&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Hi. .D&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">HISSSPUTTER. &gt;:O

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">A cloaked woman with a one-eyed cat draped over her shoulders like a shawl is at the door, carrying a box with jars in it. &quot;Hello -- isss thisss a good time for visssitorsss?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Absolutely.&quot; He tenses his fists and knits his brow. He seems really resolute about it.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Yep!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It always is. Do come in.&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Hello, rat. &gt;.3

Teeny Rin:<font color="#333333">Hello, Cat.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Evil glare of a fat rat. &gt;:O

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Psst. Hey cat. You come from one side, and I'll come from the other. :o

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wasssn't ssssure when you would be leaving -- There are a few giffftsss for you to have for the journey in here.&quot; ^^

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Oooh!&quot; .o

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Oh? Competition for my prey? I think not.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Helllo Lethiriss.&quot;

* Sszeyl tosses a spare cake to the snake lady. |D

* Lethiriss 's arms are full, but LiNeer catches it with her paws and holds it.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Allow me. .3&quot;

* Barbarus takes the box, and places it on the table.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, thank you.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Want some tea? .o&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; Cooking for tea...

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">It's not magical tea, but it's tea. =3=;;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">In the box, there are six jars of a dark brown, sweet-smelling, jelly-like substance -- apple butter, for those who would recognize it. Three loaves of seed and nut bread are packed beneath it, as well as four jars of jam, two vials of ungent of timelessness, and three seeds that resemble the one Sszeyl has been carrying in his pack since the beginning of the campaign.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, I ssshouldn't ssstay too long away, Zzzzairith will worry. Thank you, though.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fermented goodberry - causes 1 level drain. *brick'd*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Thank you for the gifts! And tell that silly old drow the same too!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Thank you, Lethiriss. :3&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;I tried to prepare thingsss that would lassst for a long time on the road; isss there anything elssse you'd like?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And do be clear I called him silly old drow, won't you?&quot; She says, smirking.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">A THOUSAND DEATHS UPON ALL FELINES. &gt;:O

* Lethiriss covers her mouth with one hand delicately and hiss-giggles. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Don't suppose you have some brine? :.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brine? What do you need ssssalt water for?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Salted duck eggs.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh!&quot; :3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brine issss eassssy to make. Jusssst boil ssssalt water for a while.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Oh? Neat!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Thanks. :3&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;The trick isss to conccccentrate the sssalt. Ssso when it ssstartsss getting a little cloudy and sssmellsss sssstrongly of sssalt, you have brine.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">:.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, yesss. I almosssst forgot.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Zairith sssaid to pleassse make ssssure that you keep him informed of the goingssss-on out wessst if at all possssible.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Of course I will. :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;I'm getting a whole new journal for the stuff out west.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Hey. Lethy. Repeat after me. Silly Sally sells seashells by - OH GOD THE BRICKS-

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Ssssss. :P

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">My master's prohibited me from eating the drunk elf's shoulder-weight. What's holding you back, serval?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#333333">Ahem.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#333333">I draw your attention to the dogs as large as gnomes.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">And they're puppies

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Hmph. Buffoons.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">With stupid haircuts.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">I can reach you up there, cat. &gt;:)

Ezer:<font color="#006666">You stay back. We have a numbers advantage over...one of you. :[

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Just kidding. I know VAE is still afk. :B

Ezer:<font color="#006666">And eh. if I ate the rat, I wouldn't get to chase him. 0:3

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;A mission of this gravity is hardly within the normal purview of a junior inquisitor. To accept it is to go far above one's duty. Do you still choose to accept such a grave responsibiliity?&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Ah, so he is your personal toy and exercise machine. I approve. Carry on.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I resolved with no question or hesitation that this was how I was going to spend my life. Not for rank or prestige or thanks; but to answer the call of the world's need. The call of duty. I'm ready to do whatever it takes, sir.&quot; He certainly looks sure about it.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... baby is sleeping for far longer than I thought. x3

* Liatai tries not to jinx it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which reminds me.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Meany, Ghost.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/1373/bringyourdaughtertowork.jpg

* Meany pounces on Doktor.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Yep.

Meany:<font color="#333333">That's Tomiko.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is so what would happen if we had miniguns in-universe.

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

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Uh oh. Look who's a'sniffin' at Lineer..

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I like how happy Heavy is in the background. It's not even sadistic happiness.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">HSSSS.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He looks like he won the lottery.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">SWAT.

* Faerie snerks at picture

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">OOooo! It wants to play! |D

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Oi, dog. Leave that cat alone. :[

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 9 + 8 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2-4 = 2 - 4 = -2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; HISSSS!!

Meany:<font color="#333333">Healing shiv. :.

Meany:<font color="#333333">...

Meany:<font color="#333333">Wait...

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">OW. Why you-.. who deleted all my macros?

Meany:<font color="#333333">Why doesn't LiNeer have Friskish magic itmes on her?

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

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">MASTER. &gt;.O I DEMAND MAGIC ITEMS. *CLAWS*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Someone let the cat out of the bag.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">*A house falls on Hatari*

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Init! &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Uh-oh. Crying baby.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Belt of giant's strength +6, Bracers of armor +4, boots of teleportation.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Seeya! :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I must depart soon. &gt;: Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Oh kitty. C'MERE! &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; grapple!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Leaving MapTool open...

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">HISSS! Got to meet my touch AC first!

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">That -was- the attack. :&gt;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Same dex/str. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">(and as near as I can tell, a +2 BAB)

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">OW. Why you little -- HISS &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Suddenly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Jerky.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; I CAN HAZ KITTEH?

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Mmm, smell that jerky.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Did.. did that puppy just snatch Lineer up by the scruff of the neck? o.o

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">OFF THE SNAKE LADY'S SHOULDER?

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss!! Get off! Sssshhhhoo!&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Oi, get your dirty dog...ness off of that kitty. &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d3+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The cat is on a person. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay gotta go XD

Meany:<font color="#333333">Ta.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">The pooch trots off, victory in muzzle, deftly dodging around the other cat. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And you move into their square. And if you can't, you fail to initiate grapple. And Lineer is in a square 5 feet off the ground. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... dare I leave off with another cliffhanger.

* Dr. Hatari pictures Amadre standing on someone's head.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Oi, Imma go grab some food.

GM:<font color="#000000">Ssssss--POP. There's a shimmer of magical energy right behind Amadre...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Off I go. XD

Meany:<font color="#333333">:u

Meany:<font color="#333333">So.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Anyone got stuff to chat about? :u

Meany:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 16&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 13&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;3+1+1+0+0+0 = 3 + 1 + 1 + 0 + 0 + 0 = 5&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#333333">&#171; &#160;5/6 = 5 / 6 = 0.8333333333333333333333333333333333&#160; <font color="#333333">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#333333">:u

* Meany writes down.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Is lia back?

Meany:<font color="#333333">She was.

Meany:<font color="#333333">You missed her by a bit.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:P

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">It's okay. =3=;

Meany:<font color="#333333">She'll be back.

VAE:<font color="#000000">owl, mind pinging me on skype when it happens? Skype pops out even through World of Tanks

VAE:<font color="#000000">The small window-thing

Meany:<font color="#333333">I don't have skype on this comp. =3=;; Or even know if it'd work.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ah well.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Could we use the IRC for chat please? I'm listening for the maptools pings to let me know when Liatai is back.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Kay.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I just alt-tabbed to say the same thing. :P

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

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

</i> * Meany waves.

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

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

</i> * Meany waves.

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

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

</i> Meany:<font color="#333333">WAKE UP YOU LOT.

Meany:<font color="#333333">STAND AT ATTENTION.

Meany:<font color="#333333">THE GM'S HOME.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Alright, gimme a sec to finish up in EVE.

* Faerie flops in

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...how am I the only other one what's alive?

Meany:<font color="#333333">&gt;&gt;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Vae is.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Lia? You alive here?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I live!

Meany:<font color="#333333">:D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry. Five of the kidlings plus parents needed help with sleeping bags and futons. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He slayed younglings!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I need to stop calling them kidlings. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I almost typoed it as kindlings. :B

Meany:<font color="#333333">I have a cat on my stomach.

Meany:<font color="#333333">She says hi.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, someone repost the last bunch of talks you did when I wasn't here?

* VAE mrows at cat

VAE:<font color="#000000">my maptool, along with everything else died at one point

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There wasn't anything, really.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can't find my phone... drat.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment... Did you get Ashmore's question, VAE?

Meany:<font color="#333333">Last bit of Ashmore talks, he means.

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Hey, Hatari.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Is he on Steam?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll grab them. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes. Not in-game.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Drop the hammer on his ectoplasmic buttocks.

You whisper to VAE: Alberic Ashmore: And Ashmore closes his eyes briefly, considering. &quot;... I see. Then the second question becomes more relevant.&quot; Ghostwish: *hugs the DM token!* Ghostwish: *hugs the DM token!* Ghostwish: *hugs the DM token!* Ghostwish: *hugs the DM token!* Ghostwish: *hugs the DM token!* Liatai: And cliffhanger cut -- will leave MapTool open -- feel free to plan and shenanigan things while I'm gone -- see you later --! Meany: Ta. :3 Dr. Hatari: Heh. VAE: okay, i think I'm off to play some WoT. * Liatai creeps in. Liatai: ... are people still here? I can squeeze in some more time. There's a sleeping baby that no one wants to wake. &gt;.&gt;; Dr. Hatari: Hm? Meany: Yo. Meany: :o Liatai: So I have until the baby wakes up. Which should be -- ten to thirty minutes. Meany: :&gt; Dr. Hatari: ^^; Dr. Hatari: Well, I'm here. I was just gonna play WoW anyways. :B * Faerie is still around, whatevs. * Meany floats. Alberic Ashmore: &quot;Lazarus. Steelsprocket.&quot; Alberic Ashmore: &quot;This mission, should you choose to accept it, is one of tremendous gravity. Are you willing to do what must be done to ensure the safety of the people of Akellon, and lands beyond, no matter the personal cost? Think carefully.&quot; Dr. Hatari: ^^;;; Barbarus: &quot;Hi. .D&quot; Kor: HISSSPUTTER. &gt;:O Lethiriss: A cloaked woman with a one-eyed cat draped over her shoulders like a shawl is at the door, carrying a box with jars in it. &quot;Hello -- isss thisss a good time for visssitorsss?&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Absolutely.&quot; He tenses his fists and knits his brow. He seems really resolute about it. Barbarus: &quot;Yep!&quot; Tathi: &quot;It always is. Do come in.&quot; LiNeer: Hello, rat. &gt;.3 Teeny Rin: Hello, Cat. Kor: Evil glare of a fat rat. &gt;:O Ezer: Psst. Hey cat. You come from one side, and I'll come from the other. :o Lethiriss: &quot;I wasssn't ssssure when you would be leaving -- There are a few giffftsss for you to have for the journey in here.&quot; ^^ Barbarus: &quot;Oooh!&quot; .o LiNeer: Oh? Competition for my prey? I think not. Sszeyl: &quot;Helllo Lethiriss.&quot; * Sszeyl tosses a spare cake to the snake lady. |D * Lethiriss 's arms are full, but LiNeer catches it with her paws and holds it. Barbarus: &quot;Allow me. .3&quot; * Barbarus takes the box, and places it on the table. Lethiriss: &quot;Sss, thank you.&quot; Barbarus: &quot;Want some tea? .o&quot; Barbarus: &#171;&#160;1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13&#160;&#187; Cooking for tea... Barbarus: It's not magical tea, but it's tea. =3=;; Lethiriss: In the box, there are six jars of a dark brown, sweet-smelling, jelly-like substance -- apple butter, for those who would recognize it. Three loaves of seed and nut bread are packed beneath it, as well as four jars of jam, two vials of ungent of timelessness, and three seeds that resemble the one Sszeyl has been carrying in his pack since the beginning of the campaign. Lethiriss: &quot;Sss, I ssshouldn't ssstay too long away, Zzzzairith will worry. Thank you, though.&quot; Dr. Hatari: Fermented goodberry - causes 1 level drain. *brick'd* Tathi: &quot;Thank you for the gifts! And tell that silly old drow the same too!&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Thank you, Lethiriss. :3&quot; Lethiriss: &quot;I tried to prepare thingsss that would lassst for a long time on the road; isss there anything elssse you'd like?&quot; Tathi: &quot;And do be clear I called him silly old drow, won't you?&quot; She says, smirking. Kor: A THOUSAND DEATHS UPON ALL FELINES. &gt;:O * Lethiriss covers her mouth with one hand delicately and hiss-giggles. x3 Sszeyl: &quot;Don't suppose you have some brine? :.&quot; Lethiriss: &quot;Brine? What do you need ssssalt water for?&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Salted duck eggs.&quot; Lethiriss: &quot;Ooh!&quot; :3 Lethiriss: &quot;Brine issss eassssy to make. Jusssst boil ssssalt water for a while.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Oh? Neat!&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Thanks. :3&quot; Lethiriss: &quot;The trick isss to conccccentrate the sssalt. Ssso when it ssstartsss getting a little cloudy and sssmellsss sssstrongly of sssalt, you have brine.&quot; :3 Sszeyl: :. Lethiriss: &quot;Oh, yesss. I almosssst forgot.&quot; Lethiriss: &quot;Zairith sssaid to pleassse make ssssure that you keep him informed of the goingssss-on out wessst if at all possssible.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Of course I will. :3&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;I'm getting a whole new journal for the stuff out west.&quot; Kor: Hey. Lethy. Repeat after me. Silly Sally sells seashells by - OH GOD THE BRICKS- Lethiriss: Ssssss. :P LiNeer: My master's prohibited me from eating the drunk elf's shoulder-weight. What's holding you back, serval? Teeny Rin: Ahem. Teeny Rin: I draw your attention to the dogs as large as gnomes. Amadre: And they're puppies LiNeer: Hmph. Buffoons. Dr. Hatari: With stupid haircuts. Amadre: I can reach you up there, cat. &gt;:) Ezer: You stay back. We have a numbers advantage over...one of you. :[ Thomas Lazarus: &quot;................................................................................&quot; =w=;; Dr. Hatari: Just kidding. I know VAE is still afk. :B Ezer: And eh. if I ate the rat, I wouldn't get to chase him. 0:3 Alberic Ashmore: &quot;A mission of this gravity is hardly within the normal purview of a junior inquisitor. To accept it is to go far above one's duty. Do you still choose to accept such a grave responsibiliity?&quot; LiNeer: Ah, so he is your personal toy and exercise machine. I approve. Carry on. Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I resolved with no question or hesitation that this was how I was going to spend my life. Not for rank or prestige or thanks; but to answer the call of the world's need. The call of duty. I'm ready to do whatever it takes, sir.&quot; He certainly looks sure about it. Ghostwish: brb!!! Liatai: ... baby is sleeping for far longer than I thought. x3 * Liatai tries not to jinx it. Dr. Hatari: Which reminds me. Dr. Hatari: Meany, Ghost. Dr. Hatari: Fae also. Dr. Hatari: * Meany pounces on Doktor.Meany:Yep.Meany:That" snerks="#DEFAULT" leave="#DEFAULT" lottery.="#DEFAULT">+ 8 = 17&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d2-4 = 2 - 4 = -2&#160;&#187; HISSSS!! Meany: Healing shiv. :. Meany: ... Meany: Wait... Amadre: OW. Why you-.. who deleted all my macros? Meany: Why doesn't LiNeer have Friskish magic itmes on her? LiNeer: .... LiNeer: MASTER. '&gt;http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/1373/bringyourdaughtertowork.jpg * Meany pounces on Doktor. Meany: Yep. Meany: That's Tomiko. Ghostwish: back Dr. Hatari: That is so what would happen if we had miniguns in-universe. Ghostwish: lololololol Amadre: Uh oh. Look who's a'sniffin' at Lineer.. Dr. Hatari: I like how happy Heavy is in the background. It's not even sadistic happiness. LiNeer: HSSSS. Dr. Hatari: He looks like he won the lottery. LiNeer: SWAT. * Faerie snerks at picture Amadre: OOooo! It wants to play! |D Ezer: Oi, dog. Leave that cat alone. :[ LiNeer: &#171;&#160;1d20+8 = 9 + 8 = 17&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d2-4 = 2 - 4 = -2&#160;&#187; HISSSS!! Meany: Healing shiv. :. Meany: ... Meany: Wait... Amadre: OW. Why you-.. who deleted all my macros? Meany: Why doesn't LiNeer have Friskish magic itmes on her? LiNeer: .... LiNeer: MASTER. &gt;.O I DEMAND MAGIC ITEMS. *CLAWS* Dr. Hatari: Someone let the cat out of the bag. Dr. Hatari: *A house falls on Hatari* Ezer: Init! &#171;&#160;1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160;&#187; Ezer: &gt;.&gt; Liatai: Uh-oh. Crying baby. Meany: Belt of giant's strength +6, Bracers of armor +4, boots of teleportation. Meany: Seeya! :o Liatai: I must depart soon. &gt;: Amadre: Oh kitty. C'MERE! &#171;&#160;1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18&#160;&#187; grapple! Liatai: Leaving MapTool open... LiNeer: HISSS! Got to meet my touch AC first! Amadre: That -was- the attack. :&gt; Amadre: Same dex/str. :&gt; Ghostwish: (and as near as I can tell, a +2 BAB) LiNeer: OW. Why you little -- HISS &#171;&#160;1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13&#160;&#187; Sszeyl: Suddenly. Sszeyl: Jerky. Amadre: &#171;&#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160;&#187; I CAN HAZ KITTEH? Sszeyl: Mmm, smell that jerky. Amadre: Did.. did that puppy just snatch Lineer up by the scruff of the neck? o.o Amadre: OFF THE SNAKE LADY'S SHOULDER? Lethiriss: &quot;Sss!! Get off! Sssshhhhoo!&quot; Ezer: Oi, get your dirty dog...ness off of that kitty. &#171;&#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d3+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160;&#187; Dr. Hatari: The cat is on a person. :P Liatai: Okay gotta go XD Meany: Ta. Amadre: The pooch trots off, victory in muzzle, deftly dodging around the other cat. :3 Dr. Hatari: And you move into their square. And if you can't, you fail to initiate grapple. And Lineer is in a square 5 feet off the ground. :P Liatai: .... dare I leave off with another cliffhanger. * Dr. Hatari pictures Amadre standing on someone's head. Faerie: Oi, Imma go grab some food. GM: Ssssss--POP. There's a shimmer of magical energy right behind Amadre... Liatai: Off I go. XD Meany: :u Meany: So. Meany: Anyone got stuff to chat about? :u Meany: &#171;&#160;4d6d1 = 16&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;4d6d1 = 13&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160;&#187; Meany: &#171;&#160;3+1+10+0+0 = 3 + 1 + 1 + 0 + 0 + 0 = 5&#160;&#187; Meany: &#171;&#160;5/6 = 5 / 6 = 0.8333333333333333333333333333333333&#160;&#187; Meany: :u * Meany writes down. VAE: Is lia back? Meany: She was. Meany: You missed her by a bit. Meany: :P VAE: *headdesk*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Actually his status is 'away'.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But I'll try.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Same here.

Meany:<font color="#333333">But Steam can't be as easily ignored as Yahoo messanger. B: Meany:<font color="#333333">I know. I've tried.

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway! One moment, I'll repost Ashmore's question for Miron to answer... and prepare to resolve the cliffhanger earlier for the Guardian people when Ghost appears. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I hope the cliffhanger is that those insufferably annoying dogs with styling gel in their goofy bangs get totally pwned. &gt;:P

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;This mission, should you choose to accept it, is one of tremendous gravity. Are you willing to do what must be done to ensure the safety of the people of Akellon, and lands beyond, no matter the personal cost? Think carefully.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">The Drow slides the seed-like things to Swallowtail. =3= When the IC starts back up.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Ghost's now Online. :B

Meany:<font color="#333333">Testing.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Testing.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You never even time out.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Why do you test after like 30 seconds.

Meany:<font color="#333333">No, I ghost DC.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Frequently these days. =3=;

Meany:<font color="#333333">I can't tell when it happens, and I even get some stuff from y'all right up until the second it does. =3=

* Dr. Hatari puts a pancake on VAE's head. =3=

* Meany puts hair gel in Thomas' hair. =3=

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are these?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Amayan: &quot;Seeds of darkness. :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">(&quot;You crush them to create a twenty foot area of darkness. Useful for sneaking and escaping.&quot;)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Amayan: &quot;Very handy. Like a smoke bomb, but deeper and harder to see through.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I, too am willing to do what is required to ensure safety of Akellon's people and the rule of law above them.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. Having spoken with those who are most learned in this situation...&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Containing the victim will only exacerbate his symptoms, creating the potential for the spirit to break free within city boundaries and slaughter hundreds before anyone would be able to act. By the same token, the victim's death carries a high potential for disaster.&quot; The commander steeples his fingers again. &quot;From the information gathered, should Sszeyl of Orgolloyss die, the spirit is strong enough to switch bodies to the nearest susceptible individual.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*pales*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Congrats, Liatai. You wrote an SCP.

* Thomas Lazarus knits his brow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Clever meat.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;However. Should this event occur, the seals that are being forged can be placed around the new victim's neck to contain the spirit during the acclimatization period. In doing this, however, the situation returns to its prior state, albeit with a different victim; the seals must be forged.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket.&quot;

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your knowledge of spirits and the darkest evils in this world, as well as how to combat them effectively, will be invaluable to the effort to seal the beast. In addition, as your many years of service in the Leaden Mace have shown, you are both capable and willing to do what must be done in the field, and to make difficult decisions when called upon to do so.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( brb! ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, Commander.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is merely my duty to the people of Akellon, to Saint Cuthbert.. and to my ancestors.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Key lime pie yogurt. :o

Meany:<font color="#333333">So yummy.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Even if it does taste like they put the crust in it too. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well, as long as they didn't put in the key..

Meany:<font color="#333333">:P

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Junior Inquisitor Lazarus. You are well-acquainted with the victim, and have the greatest experience of anyone in this room when dealing with the spirit. As a priest of Pelor, you are also well-equipped to ensure that minimal harm comes to the victim and to the people surrounding him. You and Inquisitor Steelsprocket will together be able to make a proper decision about what to do should the beast show signs of loosening its bonds.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">so it's Keyless lime pie yoghurt, then.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He simply offers a grave nod.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;However, this mission is above the normal call of duty for a junior inquisitor, as stated.&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Tom's getting a promotion. :U

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I burst into laughter a minute ago. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I'll explain in a moment. Proceed. XD ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have researched the spell the mage Ebonwood used to paralyse the drow during the last outbreak. If anything similar happens, I believe I can use similar methodics.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket; Inquisitor Lazarus. You will monitor the victim during the journey to forge the seals, and should they show signs of weakening, make the call of what you believe will result in the least harm to the people of Akellon.&quot;

* Alberic Ashmore nods to Miron. &quot;Excellent. Keep such methods prepared.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Understood, Commander.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Of course, Commander.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">I'm not going to mention I rolled a 1 on that check. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Nope.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">See how it goes unmentioned.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Check? =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">But did Ebonwood have all that hate and holy wrath?

* Dr. Hatari sees no checks.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Fort save

Meany:<font color="#333333">Save, then.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:P

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lieutenant.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros eyes Sszeyl. Are you about to do something silly?

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Don't you make me Faerie Fire you.

Elros:<font color="#006666">I don't know what that is and I'm not sure I want to.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">It's basically a magical outline.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Defeats Invisibility, marks targets to be brutally murdered one turn later.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir.&quot; Cadamon nods, unfolding his arms from behind his back; there are two letters and a small pouch in his hands. The letters bear the seal of the Leaden Mace, and Thomas and Miron both get one. Thomas gets the pouch. &quot;Junior Inquisitor Lazarus, please rise. This pouch contains your new badge, as well as a key to the armories in the basement. Show your inquisitor's badge at any Leaden Mace outpost, and you will recieve one for their branch office, as well. You may keep the old badge, or return it; the choice is yours.&quot; He smiles, and salutes. &quot;Keep up the good work, Inquisitor.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's fire. Especially customized for you.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Also that.

* Thomas Lazarus accepts the pouch with a reverent nod.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Totally called it. =3=

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I couldn't help but imagine, a moment ago, that this were a live tabletop game.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And I just interrupted Liatai's narration with an outburst of, &quot;I KNOCK OVER MY CHAIR SCRAMBLING DOWNSTAIRS TO GLOAT IN FRONT OF ANISE.&quot; Ashmore: &quot;&gt;:I&quot;

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;The letters are official Leaden Mace documents, which can be shown to anyone who questions them that this is officially a Leaden Mace case and you are acting under orders from your commander.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">why'd you gloat in front of her?

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">He outranks her.

Meany:<font color="#333333">I think. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">No way

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">She's an Inquisitor too

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They're both now Inquisitor rank. Anise just has much more experience in the Mace under her belt.

VAE:<font color="#000000">He outranks only the noobs, like Moneybags, Merrimac, Robin and not many else

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Robin's an inquisitor, too. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">She got promoted before Castle Osyluth.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ah, she got a promotion recently ,right?

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know Flint and some others did

VAE:<font color="#000000">she must have been among them

* Thomas Lazarus affixes his new badge with the faintest trace of a proud expression breaking through the scene's gravity. :9

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She got promoted one of the days Miron was sick.

Meany:<font color="#333333">And then he wakes up in bed, five years in the past.

Meany:<font color="#333333">It was all a dream.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Current Inquisitors; Flint, Landon, Anise, Thomas, Miron, Robin, Gilric.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Richter is an Archivist, but has a similar rank.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Smoke is one of the Team Pets.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you, Commander. Lieutenant. I'll endeavor the earn the distinction of my title.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Miron walks through, and takes his letter*

Meany:<font color="#333333">Also.

Meany:<font color="#333333">I remind everyone of the Ghost afk proviso.

Meany:<font color="#333333">:&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... oooooooooh. &gt;:D

Liatai:<font color="#000000"><i>Someone help me come up with a ghost. &gt;:D

</i> Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Next level, I get the ability to exorcise possessing spirits. ... ''Next level. *_*''

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Alright. I've got one for the occassion.

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">A grandmother who became distanced from her family. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Filthy, delirious, drunken pirate. Killed in a raid.

Meany:<font color="#333333">&quot;Why don't they write? D:&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Elf channeling a dorf is funny, come on.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Well...

VAE:<font color="#000000">for bonus point, killed by elves during the war

Meany:<font color="#333333">Lia, how close is the current city section to the river? :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's one of the farther districts from the river.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Hmm.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Then the pirate thing may not be feasible. =3=; What about an average brigand?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are you serious. =3=;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">ooh, fun idea

VAE:<font color="#000000">Someone we got hanged.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">like, Milla Banshee

VAE:<font color="#000000">Or one of the Spindlethorns

* Meany drags VAE off with a clorophorm rag in his face.

* VAE bites the hand of you

VAE:<font color="#000000">*off you

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;This mission is, of course, of the utmost gravity, yet it also has the potential to attract well-meaning people who are not as well-equipped to handle a potential catastrophe of this magnitude. As of this moment, inquisitors, archivists, and analysts of junior rank or below should not be drawn into the affair unless absolutely necessary. Civilians may be informed by your own discretion, however, I caution you to be wise in your choices of who should know anything about your mission.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Understood, Commander. What about the Guardians themselves, and more importantly, the subject?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..He has a habit of.. well.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Flying off on the slightest inking of an idea being 'good' and almost getting himself killed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Repeatedly.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He has a marked lack of self-preservation coupled with considerable bravado and arrogant confidence in his abilities.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Despite factual evidence, often.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(I was going to stay close to him with ward spells even before I heard about the possibility of the spirit persisting).&quot; ^^;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will expect weekly reports, more frequent if the situation grows more dire or there are changes in the victim's state. A letter will suffice, however, I understand that Inquisitor Lazarus is now able to manifest a Sending. Inquisitor Steelsprocket, I am not privvy to the contents of your prayerbook, thus I am not certain if you can do the same. Magical communications will be recieved as well as letters.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;As for the Guardians, that is a case where you will need to use your own discretion.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I aren't as of now.. however if our library possesses such a scroll...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Inquisitor Lazarus. I like the sound of it. *Lantern archon'd*

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Archivist Malino has several scrolls of Sending in the archives. Should you need some, you may requisition them from him.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">And pay in full. =3=

Meany:<font color="#333333">Now...Ghosts. Hmm.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you. Commander.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Hmm hmm hmm.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Actualy, since it's two inquisitors and it's important to the mission, they'd get a fair discount. ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We already pay guild dues and don't get a salary. =3=

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">At least 50%.

VAE:<font color="#000000">sending is which level?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">4th

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">The commander writes a note, then passes it to Miron. &quot;Show him this authorization, and he will give you two such scrolls to use. Should you require more, they will need to be purchased from the stocks.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you further questions regarding your mission, and the responsibility you now carry?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus considers carefully.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Than you, Commander.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Thank

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No, Commander.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Commander... are there any plans on what to do once the seals are complete? It seems to resolve our problems only temporarily.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;The learned Toris has informed me that once the seals are in place, there is a way to exorcise the spirit completely. However, to attempt it without the seals would result in either the spirit being driven berserk, or the spirit finding a new host body.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Or both.

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you any further questions?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;None.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*after a long pause* &quot;None, Commander.&quot;

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are dismissed, then. May Saint Cuthbert watch over you and guide your path. Good luck, Inquisitors.&quot;

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

* Dr. Hatari primes proton pack.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Traps out. &gt;:O

* Thomas Lazarus stands and salutes.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Sorry, got dragged into watching a movie. :P

Meany:<font color="#333333">Yo. :P

GM:<font color="#000000">Where did we last leave the Guardians? Oh, right!

Meany:<font color="#333333">Brb.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OH! OH! Does Tathi get to firebomb the leaden mace now!? Does she!? Does she!?

GM:<font color="#000000">Ssssss-pop.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, Commander.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">You don't. And I don't even get to murderkill either you or the drow.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sad day for everyone

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">But.. but.. I had her pyro outfit picked out and everything.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Don't tell me Gnogglebolt is making more exploding things.

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

* Thomas Lazarus takes a brief look at the paperwork he was handed before rolling it and sliding it away into a safe spot amongst his things. He takes a moment to adjust his new badge before glancing to Miron and smiling faintly.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*still thoughtful as they walk along.* &quot;On the flip side, Thomas, this was the most close-packed set of promotions I have seen for the last sixty years.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">A shimmer of arcane energy, in the blink of an eye, turns into a half-drow wizard, rapier in one hand, arcane energy flickering in the other, and boy does he look pissed.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;'... You have three seconds to start explaining why my familiar sent me a distress signal regarding your hounds before I turn them to ash, starting now.'&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">brb nature calls

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I absolutely deserve it,&quot; He chuckles jokingly.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">X3

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros looks a bit confused, in a what-the-hell-just-happened manner.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Because the pup wanted to play with LiNeer.&quot; :U

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">With its hipster douche hair. *brick'd!!*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi blinks, looks up, looks over at Sszeyl, and then back over to Zairith.. &quot;And people say I over-react..&quot; She mutters, sighing.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Just call her off, Tathi. :u&quot;

* Zairith snatches up his familiar. &quot;You and I will be having a talk later about what constitutes an emergency,&quot; he growls to the cat.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No need to be self-deprecating about it. Commander Ashmore doesn't hand out badges like candy.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now if you excuse me for a moment..&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*opens up the door*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi chuckles a bit. &quot;I won't hold this against you. I'll tell you about the shoelace emergency sometime. Amadre?&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Aroooo? I wanna play with kitteh.

* LiNeer climbs up onto Zairith's head and hisses at the dog.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;No. Leave the cat alone. ALL the cats.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">D: ALL the cats?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(To be honest, if after all this I wasn't promoted past 'junior', I'd be seriously wondering what everyone had done to earn their titles.)&quot; He chuckles again and heads downstairs.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi snaps her fingers by her side, and Amadre comes over, whining.

* Lethiriss is trying very hard not to laugh. It's coming out as hiccups.

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

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

</i> Ezer:<font color="#006666">Yes. Leave us alone you dog...thing. :[

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

</i> Miron:<font color="#000000">*Holds the requisition form in front like a charm* &quot;By the power of this form I compel thee to hand me out two scrolls of Sending, oh dusty librarian.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Well, since you're here, want some tea?&quot;

* Barbarus holds up a teapot. .3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well! Hello there Zairith! If I'd known that all I needed to do to get a visit from you was tie Lineer's tail to her leg..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're all lucky Thomas isn't there.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>And he just made Zairith 'I'm Sorry' cookies!

</i> Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Would he have bullrushed Zairith out of principle? :P

* Richter Malino glances at it, then smirks. &quot;Oh, no! A commander's writ? How did you know my only weakness? Alas, I'm compelled to comply.&quot; Still chuckling, he fetches them from the locked scroll boxes. &quot;Here you are.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">You're.. not really going to tell the shoelace story, are you?

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

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

Kor:<font color="#0000FF"><i>Damn you to hell.

</i> * Barbarus places the tea on a cloth on the table.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is hardly a laughing matter. I sent LiNeer with Lethiriss in case the assassins appeared, not a green elven dog.&quot; He scowls at the cat.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks. Long time no see.. how are things here brewing? I'd almost say I'm getting too much fresh air jobs to keep track of the new tomes, never mind people.&quot;

* Barbarus then pokes Edaric.

* Edaric had been staring at the commotion in the corner. &quot;-- Gah -- what?&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">You'd prefer a red elven dog?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Last time, I was rather too busy to speak for longer.&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">0:3

* Barbarus hands Edaric his foxfur bracers with the platinum swirls.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Just in case you guys need travel money on the trip.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Sell theses.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh, Zairy, don't get your ears in a knot. You know as well as I do that familiars are only about as reliable as far as you can throw them. With Kor here, that gets a little less every day.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">=3=;;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">It's true. He runs slower, too. I am dissapoint.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Decently well. The church of Olidamarra sent a crate of scrolls to the Church of Saint Cuthbert as a prank on the 20th, and we've had our hands full sorting out which scrolls are real and which are pranks.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Cursed scrolls of genderswapping everywhere.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Oh, Zairith. :3 Perhaps this will brighten your day.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. Any useful ones? And are the pranks the reason I don't see Moneybags around here?&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is the best nickname ever.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Sszeyl passes a bit of parchment with the terms of the Coralline settlement on it to Lethiriss. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; Junior Archivist Goldworthy&quot;

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

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do now.&quot; ^^ &quot;Though I can't imagine she'd approve of the nickname.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, there are quite a few useful ones in there. How often do you come across a divine scroll of invisibility?&quot; :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now that's a good find.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;OH, I can vouch for Sszeyl there. It was a rounding success!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;She actually overruled her lawyer to accept the terms. =3=&quot;

* Zairith sighs, finally sheathing the rapier he'd been carrying. He reads the paper. &quot;Hm. Perhaps she is more intelligent than she seemed after all.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, also, I managed to confirm the identity of the cup... pity it isn't as eager to cooperate as it was back then&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">There is a footnote on the terms, however.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">Is that a small flicker of grim approval? Nope, must have been your imagination.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I do worry this is just a prelude to more attacks, however. It could become problmatic if she resorts to the same old measures.&quot;

* Lethiriss leans over to read. Sss. :~

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">(If the defendant should renege on the terms of this deal, the dropped charges shall be resubmitted, and her oath to 'drive all drow from Castleton' will be returned, and applied to the defendant's own family.) ((Ambiguously implies violence. Hoping against.))

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;So it was Inquisitor Brinston's cup after all?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah.. I'm almost sure of it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Zairith!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Also...&quot;

* Zairith hands over the paper, then looks over at Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Are you going to accept your tea or not?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Tathi. Did you ever scry those trees I told you about? :/&quot;

* Sszeyl takes the papers. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently when he got himself a wooden bed, the Vecnians took it, and after changing owners a few more times, ended up in that pub.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... may as well. It would be a waste of a greater teleport to get nothing out of it.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">^.^

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Evil dog. Evil Go away.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Tavia sniffs at the drow.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Cat. &gt;:)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You too, Tavia.&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">HISSS.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">When suddenly.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">:(

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Enough, LiNeer.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">A shiny ball is rolling around the floor. :U

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Oh look, how it shines and rolls.

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

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">What did I do -- BALL :O

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

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">SHINY SHINY BALL --

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">-- you are EVIL. &gt;.E

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">BALLLLLLL- did I just step on a cat?

* LiNeer darts under the stove.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">And look here.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Ballll-UMF! Oh hi sis.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">*snag* =3$

* Barbarus puts Tavia under the table. Gives buffalo jerky.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">:3!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Jerky get! NOM NOM NOM.

* Barbarus waves some jerky at Amadre. =3$

Zairith:<font color="#000000">Tea sip.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Get the jerky! *toss!*

* Dr. Hatari is now imagining Lineer's lines narrated in the voice of Orson Welles.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">And it beans Aelian. =3=

* LiNeer slinks toward the bookshelf. Oh the indignity.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Get the jerky girl!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Augh! No no no- CRAP O_O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This would be an interesting time for the inquisitors to return. ;3

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">I did not order this dog shirt. @_X

Ezer:<font color="#006666">There there Neer, at least you don't have to live with those two.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">DO IT DO IT DO IT

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Inquisitors?

VAE:<font color="#000000">anything Malino says?

* Sszeyl picks up the shiny ball, and gives it to LiNeer on the bookcase. =3=

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Ha ha ha! How the smelly have fallen! Running away from dogs!

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Ha ha ha ha- huh?

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not unheard of that such things can happen to inquisitorial tools... remember the story of the Lost Cudgel?&quot;

* Kor looks over his shoulder.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">I'm sorry, could you repeat that? I couldn't quite hear.

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

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

* Ezer has his nose almost up against Kor

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll let you know if any books show up that you might be interested in.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron probably does, but I don't....

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor... bites it and runs like hell!

* Liatai is making up things. :B

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ow :[

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Edaric now has a frantic mouse trying to hide in his shirt.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Serval table jump!

* Edaric now has a rat in his guitar?

* Barbarus gives Ezer some jerky. =3$

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Also...Shazam!

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">That shiny ball LiNeer has?

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">It now smells and tastes like Catnip.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">... must... resist... the shiny... -- *o*

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrr~

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer curls up on top of the table, and omnoms happily 3

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor sticks his head out between the guitar strings and squeaks obnoxiously at Ezer.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Shazam!

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Heart shape, even.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Kor is now pink.

* Zairith just sips tea, blocking out the shenanigans as best he can.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">@_X ALL FELINES ARE EVIL INCARNATE.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer finds the time to take a swipe at Kor with a paw.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Not that Ezer can see, seiing as cats can only see in the blue+green spectrum.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Ezer strums a G chord.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Pbt-bt-bt-bt-bt- stop that bard!!

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Isss thisss kind of thing normal around here?&quot; x3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;We're a little behind on our quota, actually.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Yes, sadly.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Aelian, care to go set gnogglebolt's bed on fire?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Yes.&quot;

* Lethiriss covers her mouth with one hand and hiss-giggles. x3

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Leave me out of this.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Ahem. :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Tathi, the scrying? =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You're not fun. So! Zairith! Done anything interesting with magic lately?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sszeyl, told you before, I can't scry yet. I'm too busy blowing things up.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You mean the one that used to belong to the commander at Gilric's old post? And well enough... by the looks of it, there probably will be new books by the time we're back.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;There's a shop near Zairith's that specializes in scrying. =3=;;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;It's run by a lovely old woman who gives cookies.&quot;

* Zairith sips tea. &quot;... as a matter of fact, yes. You saw the one of the fruits of that labor not two minutes ago.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;How could you not know about it?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*saw one of the fruits of that labor

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Was it the preserves?&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, those came into being thanks to an unseen servant.&quot; Tea sip. Was that a joke?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">They have Gentle Repose on them for extra-fresh goodness on the road.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Shazam!

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Tathi's left eyebrow is now blue.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;It'ssss much eassssier to make apple butter when you don't have to be the only one sssstirring.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And it switches right back again. Barbarus, however, looks like he fell into a paint factory.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">|D

* Barbarus assigns a smell to each colour.

* LiNeer drapes on the bookshelf, purring. |3

Box:<font color="#333333">Nobody loves the furniture.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Tavia sits down by the bookshelf.. and stares. ^o.o^

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What was it then?&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you are not able to scry yet, Miss Tathi, then you likely cannot teleport, either. Are you familiar with the basic knowledge of how the spell works, however?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(richter says anything? )

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Do I dare?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Richter Malino: &quot;I'll let you know if any books show up that you might be interested in.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(if not, then I'll make Miron leave with that)

VAE:<font color="#000000">yeah, but responded to that above.

* Thomas Lazarus is marginally dissapointed there's no one around he knows to gloat to. {:3

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Then no, no response needed.

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

* Thomas Lazarus simply awaits the conclusion to whatever business is keeping Miron.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;...Zairith? =3=;&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*With that said, Miron walks out of the door, closing them down silently*

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;May I seem horribly naive and ask what I should expect from boat travel?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you have no other business here, brother, then let's go.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;None. Let's be on our way.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may have difficulty becoming accustomed to the fact that the surface you walk on will shift and rise with the motion of the water beneath it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers a nod to the others.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 19 + 17 = 36&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge Arcana!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;May the Cudgel bless your paths, brothers!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, Tathi would know pretty well. PHB page 292-293.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm a little nervous about the coming days.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Mmmm, that's not exactly a great way to get about. There's always the chance of getting scrambled. Or ending up in someone's closet while they're in the bed room having 'private' time.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*as they are walking out on the street* &quot;It's interesting how life goes, brother... I came in sure killing that drow would be in best interest of the world... and here I find out I'll have to keep him alive...&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is what makes this most recent discovery intriguing. A teleportation spell without chance of mishap, or the chance of scrambling.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... scrambling? Doesn't sound pleasant.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">:.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;It isn't.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well that just sounds kind of boring in comparison. Can't you at least arrive upside down or something?&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmph.&quot; Tea sip.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm certain we would've never been able to reconcile with the Guardians if it came to that, you know. Besides. Sszeyl is a person. And even if you don't like him, he has shown us all kindness and loyalty here and there. I cannot speak for anyone else... but the reason I am with the Mace is because the world is rife with dangers. Threats to the peace, and the greater good, and everyone within it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well I learned how to conjure a wall of fire! Or ice, if I so please, but that doesn't roast people. Also, afterwards, I snuck a cow into someone's bedroom. It was hilarious/&quot; She says, giggling.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oh, to see Zairith's face.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We fight to keep that world and those ideals and those people safe. ... Sszeyl is one of them. If there were a way to save him, however dangerous and difficult, it would be our duty to try before making the harder choice.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;...Are you sure you're a wizard? =3$&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... It's just doubly true now that there is no safe alternative.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;And not a Sor-Sorcy...the trickster spellcasters. =3$&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps it is so, though I'll always have reserve in trusting the drow to be up to any good.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe that's fair. Afterall, half of the ones I know are trying to kill me.&quot; He half-smirks.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;However now... which of the guardians, if any should we tell what exactly was decided?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The smirk immediately fades. &quot;...&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;It may not have the potential to incinerate your foes, but the uses of a wall of ice are not to be underestimated. Consider the possibility of using its hemispherical form to contain a creature, for example.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't know.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Or, if you're properly insulated, as an emergancy boat. .o&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh, but that will be trumped by my next project! A spell that mimic's a silver dragon's breath!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe Sszeyl. If only to let him understand we would appreciate him staying at arm's length.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Twitch. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The problem is, that what the Commander said about the junior inquisitors is doubly true for most of the Guardians.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;...I just remembered. It's way too cold in here.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas... have you bloody considered what he'd do if he knew we have duty to keep him alive? &quot;

* Sszeyl puts ''more logs on the stove fire. =3=''

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, in pacifying him, a key element is surprise... the spirit could use any undue knowledge of what we are doing to its advantage.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">'It has access to his mind, remember.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">It is not noticibly warmer in here. =3=

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cone of Cold, I assume? A very useful all-purpose offensive spell, though not of much use against foes that defend themselves against cold. A fire shield of the proper kind can render one significantly less damaging.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Now, now, brother. I was only implying that we inform him we're on a mission to keep him safe while we travel to these dragons getting his necklace reinforced. The Sszeyl I know would probably just be cooperative and helpful in keeping around, even.&quot; =3=

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Everyone keeps going on about fire shield. Like some crazy warmage gave it a legacy or something.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*after a while*.. &quot;I propose we simply state that the commander has decided to prolong the period of observation, before passing final judgement, and has allowed for us to leave, as the two of us are assigned to make sure he doesn't try to escape from the Mace's reach. It's close enough to the truth without revealing salient detail.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Silly Miron. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">You assume I care about the Mace's reach.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">No passive aggressing from miles away out of character. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Sorry.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">Tea sip. &quot;It is quite the useful evocation, particularly so if you have foes that enjoy drawing too close for comfort. You are an evoker, correct, Miss Tathi? Are there schools of study that you have chosen not to focus on to allow for that degree of specialization?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus brandishes ruler.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Yeah, I'm totally not kicking Otto in the gonads here.

VAE:<font color="#000000">that was VERY in character though

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">No quotes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Wasn't commited to canon.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes, I've more or less shunned the schools of necromancy and illusion. I have no use for such frivilous magic.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you wish, brother. I don't see the harm in letting him know we're not going to descend on him with a stake-burning in mind.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Even though he seems to be the last person that cares.&quot; =3=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is the implication anyways - we wouldn't kill him without the commander's approval even if the possession wasn't as dire.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In any case... to tell you the truth,&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I wasn't talking about this business when I said I was worried.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;So.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... I'm apparently going to be stopping by home on the trip and explaining to my folks what I'm doing as a full-fledged Inquisitor now.&quot; =w=;;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;While you guys are gone, I'm going to be making more coats. =3$&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;You would be surprised what a properly placed illusion can do. Consider creating a manifestation of a target's worst fears, percievable only by them, with the potential to damage, if not outright kill them. Of more practical use, however, have you considered spells in the school of divination?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*begins laughing*

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Hopefully have a little business going on by the time you get back.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=w=;;;;;; &quot;Hey!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Speaking of.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on, Brother! You are doing marvellously, and you have nothing to be ashamed of! You make it sound like you had to say you run a brothel!&quot;

* Barbarus pulls two black fur coats from seemingly nowhere. =3=

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Anyone want one of these?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That is my secondary focus. In particular, the ability to link the minds of willing individuals? Fascinating.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe I am over-reacting.&quot; He smiles and muses.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you are skilled enough to manifest a wall of fire or ice, then consider a spell that will allow you to detect magical observation.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Although, you know, I could probably have run a brothel too.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus keeps walking and vworps to HQ map.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Being an Inquisitor is honourable work - protecting the publics from the dangers of crime and heresy. As we like to say, one has to grab a mace where the palms aren't enough.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... as a matter of fact.&quot; Zairith puts down his teacup and looks over at Tathi.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ahhhh. I like the wordplay, there.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... If you are able to manifest a wall of fire, then you should be able to grasp the concepts behind scrying properly.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hrm. It's in the same circle, isn't it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">SUDDEN ENTRANCE. NO ONE EXPECTS THE LEADEN INQUISITION! &gt;:O

VAE:<font color="#000000">the Kellonian inquisition

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Hey Tom. .3&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Want a new coat?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Maybe we should become the Amayan Inquisition.

* Sszeyl waves. =3=

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

* Thomas Lazarus eyes Barbarus. =3=;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;They're clean. =3#&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;No evil left.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Just nice, black fur.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;And marvellously useful --&quot; Zairith looks up as the door opens, and his eyes narrow briefly as Miron enters. Still holding a teacup.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you, but no thank you. I'm rather looking forward to cooler weather now that this armor has been outfitted for comfortable sleeping. It's probably going to be a nightmare in the summer.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Drats. =3$&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Successful in your endeavors, I hope?&quot;

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

* Lethiriss waves. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How were the snacks?&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Yes. All it took was Tathi's dog making a mess. =3=&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guests indeed&quot; *frowns*

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excellent, thank you.&quot;

* Sszeyl smiles thinly at Miron.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333"><i>Give me a reason to crack you over the head with a table, gnome. *.*

</i> Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm not sure successful is the word. But I did get promoted. (Not that half of present company want to hear that.. =w=;;)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Oh?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Outrank any of your friends now? :o&quot;

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

* LiNeer saunters across the table, draping over Zairith's arm, purring. Hiiiiii, masterrrrrrr~

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Ah, well, congratulations.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Brb, sacred canine duty.

* Edaric strums idly -- or starts to, before noticing a rat in his guitar. &gt;:o

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;...&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;I just realized.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Kor's too fat to have easily fit in that hole in the first place.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;How is he going to get out? =3#;&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's not that fat.&quot; =w=

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Why I never! Squeak.

Edaric:<font color="#000000"><i>He'd better not be this is a new guitar. *_*

</i> Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Perhaps Tathi has a...grease spell?&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Well, you know, if you want to not be fat... *paw*

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... regardless, it is past time that Lethiriss and I took our leave.&quot; Zairith sets the teacup back on the table... and scoops up his stoned familiar.

* LiNeer is limp as a dishrag. Did I tell you how much I love you lately, masterrrrrr~? |3

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

* Thomas Lazarus folds his hands and steps aside.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you for the tea.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I have to say your familiar's attitude has improved remarkably. Do come by again.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;You're welcome. =3=&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ssssafe journeysss...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;You too!&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Indeed. Fare thee well.&quot;

* Lethiriss edges past Miron, trying not to show her face.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come back any time.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 8 + 16 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Disguise check

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">As soon as they leave.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Nope, just a human woman with a strange accent. No yuan-ti here. Nope. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What'd she leave what'd she leave what'dweget&quot; |D

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">...

* Thomas Lazarus rifles through the snacks.

Elros:<font color="#006666">*half-elf surpressing a snrk

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And the air feels cleaner somehow&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">|O &quot;SWEET NUT BREAD.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Barbarus.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Yeah?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Torment Miron for the next hour. =w=&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;For journey.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Righto!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh wait.&quot; He looks up.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Sha-ZAM.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hold the thought, Barbarus.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rights his posture and clears his throat.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">A whole mess of lights and smells sail through the air, hold, and turn back.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The nature of our report?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And pardon me one more minute, gah

* Liatai just pictured this mass of color and light forming and shooting toward Miron like a giant amoeba, then halting and slinking back under Barbarus' chair. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#333333"><i>Just a few more moments, my pretty. =w=

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">And just sitting under there as this quivering blob of shenanigan quintessence, waiting to be used. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#333333"><i>Just a few...

</i> Barbarus:<font color="#333333">That amoeba is steadily growing, being fed by new ideas from that ring. =w=

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Who was stupid enough to let him buy that thing?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The nature of the report... is that the case warrants more observation, essentially. As such, the Leaden Mace won't take action involving the.. Sszeyl at the moment.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;A wait and see approach. =3=&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus can't help but smirk at the &quot;the Sszeyl&quot; remark.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Observation time that we will spend improving the situation, hmm?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Howewer, for such purposes, he does have to stay under the watch of myself and Thomas, from title of Inquisitors of the Leaden Mace Society.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes... the Commander has approved the expedition as long as th.. Sszeyl doesn't stray from watch, and the local Mace branches are acknowledged with the situation, both of which is again, our task.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">Sszeyl looks so terribly amused.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">'''That's adorable. =w='''

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not really that bad. It just means I'll be babysitting you slightly more attentively for a few weeks. Please just don't head off on appointments alone.&quot; =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;I'm not amused by that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm confident when we see Lady Salishea, things will be much better.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;I'm amused by how difficult it is for him to acknowledge me as an individual.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;And not 'just a drow.' =w=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, you know, you could thank him for consciously trying to change the habit.&quot; =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns harder*

* Thomas Lazarus so just channeled a nursey school teacher.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">X3'

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;I did, by giving him a nice painting. =3=&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;That took hours of work, and reflecting on his personality.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, very well. Nevermind then.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure that brought you about as much pleasure as this task brings me.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus ignores the ninja and slices some nut loaf. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">9.9

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Learning that underneath all that animosity, all that grim work you're just a man who loves books?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;No, that was actually heartwarming to learn.&quot;

* Swallowtail baps Thomas' hand with the collapsed grappling hook. &quot;For journey. One piece, save rest.&quot;

Miron: <font color="#0">(( MUST CONTROL MURDER INSTINCT ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Says the COOKIE NINJA!!!! &gt;:O

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Must -- not -- snerk -- aloud -- people trying to sleep... XD

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I took one cookie. &gt;:P

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Oh god.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;With all other business seemingly wrapped up, shall we make arrangements to depart tomorrow afternoon? I think we had a message arriving.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">It's starting to ooze over to Edaric's chair. =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Books store knowledge, which brings power... what power you have seen often enough, and may see far more of in the future.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I should rather learn to scribe scrolls. Perhaps I can fill out some books of power, too.&quot; :.

* Edaric is blissfully ignorant.

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Quite. After that, we should go see if any ships are heading our way.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">&quot;Can I torment him now? =w#&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#333333">&quot;Looks like.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">SHA-ZAM.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">The whole mess streaks at Miron, trailing sparks and producing a shrill shrieking noise like fireworks. =3=

* Dr. Hatari is a little loathe to learn any crafting feat in a game with XP income as slow as Akellon...... =w=;;;;;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said, I should go deal with a matter of mine.' And... Dispel Magic!

GM:<font color="#000000">While we're winding down, shall we get some noms rolling? Everyone gets 300 XP for roleplaying, at least.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Thomas and Miron for THE REPORT. DUN DUN DUNNNN

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, what should I roll to intercept it with dispel before it even hits?

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

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

</i> Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's like mysterious one-sided cellphone conversations at the end of a Metal Gear game.

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

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">Initiative versus Barbarus. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Nom Ghost for PUPPEH MADNESS.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">be 1 be 1 be 1...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;YES. YES. ... HE SUSPECTS NOTHING ... YES. SOON.&quot; *CLICK*

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Wll.

VAE:<font color="#000000">throw initiative for barb!

Meany:<font color="#333333">I'm stuck loading the map. :/

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Miron, you get shenanigan'd. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">YES.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways.. so i'll try dispelling it as it has hit

VAE:<font color="#000000">any need to roll somehting?

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">Oh dear, what now?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I already spent my open slot on Sending.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Or I would prepare THE CURSE. *_*

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">You're covered in sweet butter smell, a pattern of ridiculous primary colours, and decorated with poorly made items making him look like a clown.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Oh, also.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">He's trailing sparks.

* Thomas Lazarus looks flatly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's just too easy. It cheapens the prank.&quot; =3=

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Look again.

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">The back of his robe?

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">It's been bedazzled.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*The effect lasts mere seconds and disappears wholesale, with just a flicker of Miron's fingers*

Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Reading: Barbarus:<font color="#333333">Chump.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have no time for this today. Excuse me.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*upstairs*

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

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

</i> VAE:<font color="#000000">LiNeer for calling down wrath on dogs.

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

</i> Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I did like that. Those dogs have been gagging for it. ;P

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Tom for promotion.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for ALABAMA WIZERD.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Thomas for Careerist.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Miron for development.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Tathi for BUMPKIN&gt;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Edaric for Guitar Guy.

Meany:<font color="#333333">(Minus the ambiguously gay.)

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi also for Seeds centralized.

Meany:<font color="#333333">((Or is it?))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Swallowtail for SHAMELESS SNACKTIME HYPOCRITE! &gt;:O!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Come on, noone gets the reference?

Meany:<font color="#333333">Nope.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Swallowtail for character development! :o

Meany:<font color="#333333">Mooncakes.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Bloody Ballmer acting like an ape?

Meany:<font color="#333333">And new gear.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nope. ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMU0tzLwhbE

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's a music video made of a clip of him

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Elros for Ezer action.

Meany:<font color="#333333">And some lines, for once. :.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">From Ezer. :P

Meany:<font color="#333333">No, from Elros.

Meany:<font color="#333333">He's improving.

Meany:<font color="#333333">Slowly. =w=

VAE:<font color="#000000">Barbarus for Miasma waiting to happen

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm going to block that nom for philosophical reasons. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No free lunches.

Meany:<font color="#333333">The miasma?

Meany:<font color="#333333">Also...

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

Meany:<font color="#333333">Barb can't gain more EXP until he's at the party's ecl. =3=;;

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, why block the miasma?

VAE:<font color="#000000">he can gain 100 or so nom XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">(Not that one. =3=)

VAE:<font color="#000000">that won't change his level

VAE:<font color="#000000">for hell's sake, NPCs get noms

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, that said.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Alberic Ashmore

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Edaric for Ratty Guitar. :&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">For turning the situation on its head and forcing the two inquisitors to guard the bloody drow.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And for a good reason ,too.

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 200 XP - Mission Briefing. And promotion! Miron - 100 XP - Mission Briefing. Elros - 100 XP - Ezer Antics. Sszeyl - 100 XP - Mooncakes. Tathi - 100 XP - Arcane Talk. 100 XP - Seeds now has -- something of a central location! Yay!

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Do-do-do-doooo~ You got, the Mace crest!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">(It opens Mace doors.)

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Hey I can do that too! Watch! *ZZAZZZPPPP*

VAE:<font color="#000000">also ,if there's time

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron got two Sending scrolls

VAE:<font color="#000000">he'd want to learn one

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's why he went upstairs

VAE:<font color="#000000">can I roll it now?

Meany:<font color="#333333">Aww, we don't get to see the NPC noms? =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go ahead and roll Spellcraft, yep. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 16 + 13 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spellcraft

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Now that Thomas can prepare sending (Miron too, soon, no doubt) we can keep international communication lanes open with every major character we know.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Handily succeeded!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That makes for some interesting possibilities.

Meany:<font color="#333333">&quot;Hey, Uh, Mom? Don't come to the house for five days. =w=;;; Tomiko kicked through the support beam again.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari totally isn't formulating a Plan B: Call The Hammer scenario. *_*

Meany:<font color="#333333">Also.

Meany:<font color="#333333">I look forward to Sszeyl's first The Hammer scene. :B

Meany:<font color="#333333">Should be delicious.

* VAE got it within his spell list

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Speaking of which.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I should adjust Tomi's maneuvers before we enter combat with them for the first time. =3=

Meany:<font color="#333333">=3=

Meany:<font color="#333333">She's an Iron Blood girl, ain't she?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, Miron had a slight cover purpose here.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, it's getting late. x3 Shall we retreat to the IRC to continue talking?

Ghostwish whispers: new map. Have a peek. It's what I have so far. :&gt;

Meany:<font color="#333333">Ta~

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

</i> VAE:<font color="#000000">Imagine how bloody insufferable would sszeyl with the knowledge that he has to keep him alive be?

You whisper to Ghostwish: Loading...

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">he'd find it hard to look &quot;the sszeyl&quot; into the face even

VAE:<font color="#000000">as of now, he's still under pressure.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We have to keep that alive. That. The.. the Sszeyl&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The Sszeyl is now a character.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Like The Grinch.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's *hard* to say that bloody name

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's so nicer to go &quot;the drow&quot; or &quot;the bloody drow&quot; or &quot;goddamn spiderfucker&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Looking good! :D Gonna save the campaign file...

VAE:<font color="#000000">for the above.. i guess that's how people explain driders.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and leaving now.

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

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">Campaign file saved. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Server may disconnect at your leisure, Ghost. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">SAVING ONE TOO.

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

</i> <i>You have disconnected.

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