Session 88

''Liatai has connected. ''

''Railock has connected. ''

Liatai:Keppler? I left Keppler there for lulz. :B

''RAM has connected. ''


 * VAE mrow

Liatai:... &quot;Chuman Fu?&quot; :B

Railock:npc from greedverse

RAM:Aaand it's already started. =3=

RAM:He has a Fuman Chu.

Liatai:Only deleted the bored customer because the Ebonwood is closed today. :B

Railock:they normally service horned demons then?

Liatai:It's a magic item shop owned by a disguised drow. In Castleton. A blue half-dragon wouldn't be out of place. :B *brick'd*

''Meany has connected. ''

VAE:Miron: He's a filthy drow, of course he serves demons and heretics. Devils too, probably.

RAM:You know, I never really thought about it before, but you put a lot of work into your maps, don't you Lia?

Meany:She does.

Railock:yes, she does

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">awww...tech should of got on earlier before lia mostly cleaned the HQ

TMG:<font color="#000000">huh? o.o

RAM:<font color="#990000">Rigger was chilling in the workshop.

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">I was following ghosts instructions on setting up a server. Rigger and ria were in the workshop, and assault bot in the stables

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.. &quot;mostly?&quot; XP

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ei'Sona was in the fairground.

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">yes mostly.

Railock:<font color="#000000">leave it for ghost

TMG:<font color="#000000">what, what was missed--oh hello Watcher. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think I may. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">He be Watching the hawt elf action!--oh hi hatari. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Herro Herr Doktor!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So what's the news, Techmeister?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">where's ghost? is he finally back?

Railock:<font color="#000000">8-9 hours out

Railock:<font color="#000000">I've been texting him

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lia; still unknown. I'll stick around for as long as I can, and if I get yanked away, I'll leave this up

Railock:<font color="#000000">ghost may arrive just as we end

TMG:<font color="#000000">and this point, I probably won't know that I -am- leaving until right before I -do-

RAM:<font color="#990000">Where -is- Ghost?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Assault Bot versus Venezuela.

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">he was at his families cabin

Railock:<font color="#000000">he's coming home now

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ah, fun fun.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Burning it to the ground.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And the forest around it.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And the mountain in the distance.

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto! Everybody here? :3


 * VAE mrow


 * VAE will go to take dinner at some point, but will mention when he does

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm here, Liacute!

TMG:<font color="#000000">whoa, I totally missed all the tokens on Arcane District Street

TMG:<font color="#000000">an owl-masked man? Interesti--OHNO! xD

TMG:<font color="#000000">I just had a horrible evil thought

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Come on. Tech's top evil thought is stealing someone's pancakes

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well, you know some crazy wizard created Owlbears and set them upon the world. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Now imagine that same wizard crating a race of owlmen. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, I'm slated for a petsitting job, so I'm going to disappear around 5 or 6 EST to attend to that, but I should be here afterward. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Actual owl-headed humans, and set them loose on the world. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">what's that in my time?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Do the maff, VAE.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A whole bunch of Olcadans. Huh. :B


 * RAM just did the maff himself.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">look, I keep forgetting what time zone she is

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;We don't talk about where we came from.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">like ,the difference

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's about two to three hours and a half from now, VAE.

VAE:<font color="#000000">righto, thanks

VAE:<font color="#000000">See, using relative time works for *every* timezone

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">GMT-5, for future rf.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">also owl, you need to get ace's post up tomorrow (and I need to sort kreen out)

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, swa--what the hell?! Swallowtail?!?

VAE:<font color="#000000">she's a furry!

TMG:<font color="#000000">I -just- noticed her new token image. O.o

RAM:<font color="#990000">She's in costume!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail I'm surprised noone made the connection before

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A lot of us are in costume for the festival. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">alright, well. I'm as ready to start as I'll ever be.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where Sun doesn't go, there visits LADUGUER!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, I wonder if that one works in english. There's a slovak proverb that goes &quot;where sun doesn't go, there a doctor goes&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Never heard of it. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">....yeah, that one's not too much of a stretch, I get it. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">We have the expression &quot;Back off or I'll hit you where the sun don't shine&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and given Miron's shtick were butchered proverbs and expressions

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ah, but this one doesn't mean arse. It's to do with dark, usually damp places not being healthy living

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oi, now I'z gots me a costume!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Started the teakettle -- Liamom says &quot;tell the boys I said hey.&quot; :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hey Liamom!

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Flee!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heehee. Hiya back! |3

VAE:<font color="#000000">hey there!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I guess we're now The Boys.

VAE:<font color="#000000">greetings from the far away lands over the puddle

VAE:<font color="#000000">Except RAM

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I came downstairs to see her on a ladder replacing lightbulbs. Me: *watching Cocoa* &quot;... what does it mean when a black cat crosses under a ladder?&quot; :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Who's Da Boyz

RAM:<font color="#990000">No, it's DA BOYZ!

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">You have to shout it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">no

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Does the bad luck cancel itself out? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Your score multiplier goes up. *bricked*

RAM:<font color="#990000">That is an excellent question.

VAE: '''<font color="#FF0033">DA BOYZ! '''

RAM:<font color="#990000">No no no.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...anyway. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's not shouting unless it's BIG and red makes it transfer faster.

RAM: '''<font color="#009900">DA BOYZ! '''

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, if everyone's ready to start, then while I'm here, I'd like to pick up on the tail-end of the feast as the sun goes down, and all characters presumably migrate back to the Guardians section to pack up for the night...as soon as you're all done with your WAAAAAGH. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">You gotta get the Orky color.

VAE:<font color="#000000">which is red

GM:<font color="#000000">Not quite yet. :3 First off!

GM:<font color="#000000">... oh dear this character question. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">No no no, red just makes things fastah.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">which is why it has to be used

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Oh boy. I think I'm gonna like this one...

RAM:<font color="#009900">GREEN is the Orky color!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I am wary.

GM:<font color="#000000">Today's character question, July 7th, is... &quot;How does your character feel about sex? What mores and morals does she apply to it?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Morals?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">I was right! :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I was right. &gt;.&gt;

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">Those things lawful people have.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">My Fiance is a Gnome. I'm not exactly the best person to ask. &gt;.&gt;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Oh right.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">In my tribe, we didn't really put much stock in it's importance outside of that whole marriage thing. :B

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">*shrug*

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Fun! That's all it's about. Having fun and helping others have fun. The ladies love the singing voice. |3 No need to get tied down with it, or any drama, it's all in good fun.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">... no comment. Being forced into humanoid trafficking circles has an impact on that. What that impact is, I have not yet had to deal with head-on. It is very muddled.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I'll try it when I have a desire for children.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Firefox locked up. :|

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Gotta restart.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;An inquisitor is just a person ,and as such, can't avoid... Wait, what in Nerull's rotten arse is this your business again?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... I don't suppose I can just say &quot;bard&quot; and get away with it, can I? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well technically it's not an issue that often comes up under the watch of The Many, since the faithful are actually quite a lot less rapacious than you might expect. That's more of a Gruumsh thing. Honestly, if it weren't for spores and narrative hand-waving, monster kind et al would probably've been wiped out by now. *bites pipe* =3=

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

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I....honestly have never really thought about it that much. Certainly I've yet to try it. Don't really know -what- I think about it. For now, I'll just focus on building things. Though, hypothetically speaking, if I were to have morals about it, I'd certainly emphasize, um, consent and making sure there was mutal trust and care...uh..um....Can we talk about something else now? &gt;///&gt;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Before being burned? great. now? Um...no.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Says you Tom. Because you actually haven't seen otyughs get it on.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">dragons!

TMG:<font color="#000000">lastlineyousaw, ram?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*wince* Ow, yeah, I'd say so. &gt;.&gt;;;;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:46

RAM:<font color="#990000">Liatai: XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:46 at :45.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That line was in response to Gamal's response.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">she can see into the future!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ah. I see now. =w=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">hey, Tech

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is your character's energy level like?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">how familair are you with warhammer 40k Inquisition?

VAE:<font color="#000000">because there's somethign silly I thought up today talking with saph

Calrach:<font color="#000000">OVER NINE THOU--*kamehameha'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;active, and out to maintain it.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Dammit Calrach, I was gonna do that! &gt;:

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Sedate, usually. Active enough, but there is no need to overextend.


 * Thomas Lazarus checks E-Tank hud. Gives thumbs up. :3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Well. Considering how much I really want to put on my concert...MAXIMUM DANCE!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Eh... middling? {:3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Though, in my case, it really is over 9000. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Depends on how engaged I am with a current project.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Depends. When i'm tracking a conspiracy, I can go with little in terms of sleep or food... other days, especially after celebrating with Anise, I wish Time itself died sometimes before 6AM&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm usually pretty calm and collected. But I have an abundance of mental and physical stamina, and don't hesitate to get silly or lead the way if it seems like a good opportunity. Good sleep practices come with the territory!

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does your character enjoy the natural world, or is he a city boy through and through?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Do I -really- need to say it? :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">You can find a good song anywhere!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I enjoy visiting the wild, but I wouldn't want to live there full-time.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I grew up in Mazio, and like the city, but I also enjoy the great outdoors.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Wherever there is people to fight and practice against.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I don't ... dislike the natural world. But cities wouldn't be around if they weren't just intrinsically better than the wild. =w=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(brb real quick)

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Anywhere there's good company. :3 ... which usually means cities. There's just a higher chance of meeting people there. Statistics bear it out! :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I don't honestly see what's so great about trees. Seriously. I need to just sit down with our elves someday and ask them to explain it to me.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hate nature, and nature hates me. Except for Striga At least, there aren't any bloody roots in a city or town.. and while I have good memories of service up north, trotting through mud on patrols ,getting lost in a forest, or falling into an anthill aren't my favourite ones.&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does your character have a sense of 'personal space?'&quot; What is it like? Do they prefer to keep their distance from others, or are they drapers and huggers?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cities are a wonder.. they stand proud, they show the victory of man and his order over the natural disorder of the world.. though digging through the slums sometimes doesn't make it look so clear.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I very much like personal space. Yes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*sideways glance at Shankfang*

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Of course I have a sense of personal space. You need to be all kinds of conscientious when you're employed in the church of the people. Does that mean it always gets respected? Cases vary. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well, I like distance, most of the time.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">=3= You all suck.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">None of you like hugz.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">I'm cool with anything!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Personal space.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Don't mind getting touchy-feely as long as it's not the Torises or the ilk they hang out with...

Edaric:<font color="#000000">You have to have a good sense of personal space to be a good entertainer. :3 Not respecting personal space is the easiest way to make an audience uncomfortable. Sometimes some performers want that. I usually don't. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I hugged a dragon once. \o/

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Moderate, I guess. I don't appreciate anyone messing with my personal belongings without asking,.. they fuckign well could be a saboteur in disguise... but then, I'm not above grabbing a heretic by their filthy throat, or patting a friend on the back, if I can reach.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Terri and I can be hug buddies! *HUGZ*

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Get away from me little Toris girl &gt;.&gt;

Terri:<font color="#000000">Nyaha! The hug monster is coming for you! \o/


 * Terri chases. :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hugging Terris don't count. That doesn't make you a hugger. That's like swording and orc bandit, and then saying 'yeah I pretty much am a sworder'. You hug Terri. That's just a fact of life.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Get away from me I know what you are! D:

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Fine, then! *Hugz Tom too*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Put on a shirt!! *bricked*

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">your new token has a shirt

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so dont say never

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That's just a figment of your imagination.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">anyway, hour down....it kan be concert tiemz nao plz? :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Meanys restart is takin' forever

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yeah, let's go!

TMG:<font color="#000000">didn't realize he wasn't here.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Wow, something must have really gone wrong with his comp

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I wanna do some stuffs before I get too tired and pass out!

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yes, after the concer..there are things to dig out of ed!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Ready for timeskip! *bricked*

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's the habit, isn't it? Meany's computer is dumb, ghost grills meat, you come late, RAM passes out :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">Only because of the massive time difference.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know ram

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's even worse for you than for me

VAE:<font color="#000000">and when the games were on sunday, I was in your sort of trouble too ,as I had to go to the department a few hours after they finished

VAE:<font color="#000000">i'm poking fun at it, but doesn't mean I blame you or am angry at it

RAM:<font color="#990000">I know.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I wouldn't care if you were, anyway.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">because for being angry at stuff, there's the ANGRY MARINES

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">So..are we starting?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">I dunno. Are we? *puppyeyes at DM*

Calrach:<font color="#000000">*waves Cole around* The power of the Cup compels you, the power of the Cup compels youuuu...

Miron:<font color="#000000">*our* cup

VAE:<font color="#000000">and owl popped up on skype

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">he'll be here soon

Miron:<font color="#000000">Screw it, you only got it because my fuckhead of a player was on fucking holiday and I was puking slime.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tea get! Let's go, concert go while the DM gets situated. :3


 * Dr. Hatari checks thermostat. =w=;;;;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mmm, teeeaaaaa...


 * RAM laps up some of Lia's tea. :3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Right then! So, Calrach waits until the rest of the guardians have moseyed back to the Guardians Fairground as the sun sets....

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Stupid bad breaker. I can't run the AC enough to get the temp in here below 82. =w=;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">So, everyone else go ahead and move your tokens about and chat as you please as the feast winds down. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">you lucky (me too) - My family in slovakia mentioned the outside temperatures these days are well around 105

VAE:<font color="#000000">and no AC of course.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's much worse outside, yeah.

GM:<font color="#000000">Winds down? The festival proper is just getting started! But, it is shifting locations from the streets into taverns and homes... so it is winding down in some respects.

TMG:<font color="#000000">yeah, that. Presumably, folks have to return to the Fairgroudns to grab things and pack up. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's only so many drinks you can take standing up, after all.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, ed..what were you planning on telling shankfang here about that one opponent I battled?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yarr, Hy'm a pirate!&quot; &gt;.3

TMG:<font color="#000000">welcomeback, meany! Want log? We actually only -just- really started.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm? Who did you battle?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Well... I probably shouldn't tell the whole story out here in the street, people are milling around and all.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Zum Drow. Rolundir?&quot;

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

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;But you know Zairith? That drowish wizard who scries on us every now and then?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Psst, I don't think Shankfang heard the name. :P

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, I met him.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">No log please.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I thought he did. :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">meany; thought so, alrighty

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom takes it easy and leans on his altar while munching on an apple. &quot; I still can't believe we actually caught a murder worshipper.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I wonder what the Commander will say.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was his brother. Or... half-brother. Or something. They're related is what I'm getting at.&quot; &gt;:d

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The god of slaughter doesn't emphasize intellect, Tom.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Rhylinar, yeah. Yeah, he's a friend.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After Lolthians, his followers are some of the sickest scum you can encounter.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy figured as much.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's quite the pastry-theif, from the few times I've met him.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;After feeling what his dagger could do when jsut sparring..I'm glad he's not an enemy.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Pastry thief?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;HEY! We go out patrolling, and the cults of dark gods set up on our doorstep!&quot; A laughing inquisitor, followed by two dwarven inquisitors, approaches the temple.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, he can always be found glutting on the nearest plate of snacks.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I can certainly imagine.&quot; He looks up and smirks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wel~come~!&quot; &gt;|3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eat drink and be merry, for tomorrow, you'll be a follower of LADUGUER!&quot; *laughs*

Aldura:<font color="#000000">Yip!

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

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

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">The dwarves laugh uproariously at Miron's impersonation.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">(ram, lastline?)


 * Thomas Lazarus flicks his apple core at the 'donation' bowl. &quot;Ohmigosh you missed the stoog Erythnulian who actually showed up. Cadamon locked him up down below.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Apparently I'm good at this or something.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you serious.&quot; XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Early to toil, early to rise, makes Laduguer's chosen tall, pretty and wise!&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I can certainly imagine.&quot; He looks up and smirks. Shankfang the Deffrider: x3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course we are serious, Anise.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hold yourself. We caught a legit Slaughter cultist complaining about our temple.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You should have seen his face as Cadamon dragged him to the dungeon.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened, did he come waltzing in decorating the place with blood?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Tried to steal my candy.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, he is, when he wants to be.&quot; Reminds me, I need to actually speak with him, since he's the 'planner' as well...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I honestly just feel bad for the guy.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can see it now -- 'this place isn't decorated at all like a real temple, you've got this all wrong!'&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Wandering drow. Just so the GM knows.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kind uf vant to meet him now!&quot; :D

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, you know, maybe we should let him go after getting a scrying tie. Somebody like that'll do our hard work for us and bring 'em down without us lifting a finger.&quot; |3


 * Thomas Lazarus huffs in amusement. &quot;You know, that might be a great idea.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We can use a guy like him!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;My word, Anise, I wonder if his own folks send him here.. hell, the guy's dumber than Nerull's toenails.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh! Meany, then you missed me mentioning Calrach is waiting for the rest of the guardians are returning to the Fairgrounds to pack up as the sun is setting. Just fyi.

VAE:<font color="#000000">be backk ,dinner

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I'm sure the minions are the ones packing. hah

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And yes.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Minions! &gt;|o&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Move the gear!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">And so the packing up begins.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're not minions-&quot; 8[ &quot;-Oh I give up.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">they so are minions

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.&quot; Tom ruffles Aldura. &quot;Unless you had some more puppies to offer up to the gaping maw, I'm going to take a break for a while and check on the others. Feel free to pilfer the rest of the chocolate.&quot; |3

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You can argue their title when -you- have minions!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Uf kourse dey're minions.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll go help with the packing.&quot; :3 &quot;Hey, you guys have any cool drinks left?&quot;

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yep!&quot;

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;It's called a milkshake! :3 Milk and ice cream mixed well together.&quot;

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Have a flavor preference?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think maybe I'm goign to rest a bit. been a long day dancing and fighting&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now hold on, mister mummy! Are you sure you don't have one more dance left in you?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah. Hey, where'd you get the fake blood? I kinda wanna take a stab at it.&quot; &gt;:9 &quot;As long as the puppy of slaughter is still around.&quot;


 * Aldura wags her tail, mouth coated in fake blood. Yummy stuff! :9

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I might if I had a good reason..but it wouldn't be a real blade dance, those take far too much out of me still.&quot;

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

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh heck, I don't know. What do you recommend?&quot; :3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, well, that no problem, just as long as you can...move your body.&quot; Calrach winks.


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;An alchemist in the guardians made it. I think it's just strawberry preserves with jam or flour or something in it. I'll need a bath something fierce by sundown, I'm sure.&quot; The remaining dabs in the vial of false blood are displayed and set down.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll be back in a little bit.&quot;

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Personally? I prefer Elven Vanilla. |3&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom walks off to the guardian fairgrounds, answering the call of plots.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh man, this is gonna be great. Seeya!&quot;

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;It has a kick.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman, is--oh crap, he went afk. Eh, oh well. Just have to take what I can get. :B

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">Because everyone knows Elves are French.

Darana Duerral:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ye want a backup duergar, inquisitor?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And welcome back, Sir Lazarus...hmm...I think there's enough people here now.&quot; Calrach looks around, surveying the Guardians and also a few straggler citizenry wandering the fairgrounds.


 * Thomas Lazarus returns to the guardian setup, looking ominous. *_* ... Well sort of. More like dressed ominous. |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;How much for it?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, hello Mr. Lightweave. It's been a while. How are you?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, well.&quot; Calrach takes a breath and bellows out, seemingly a little louder than his small frame would suggest, and calls out &quot;Who here wants to know why I'm called the Nonreal Band?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello, Thomas.&quot;

Calrach: <font color="#000000">Haben sie gehert das Nonreal Band |3

VAE:<font color="#000000">and back


 * Thomas Lazarus offers a palm of greeting.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's hear it!&quot; Edaric calls encouragingly from the sidelines. Ahhhh. Nice cool glass to rest tired fingers around. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course! No man is too short and no day found wanting in service of LADUGUER!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We should make an entire alternate universe/evil party costume setup. *_*

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;For you sir, free! |3&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*for, not in

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, thar you are, Danman. Any way Miron might return to the fiarground temporarily for 'packing up'? If not, then nevermind, I'm not gonna push anything. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Nice costume, Tom.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You almost pass as a monster. :3&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus makes a tyranical gesture in response. \o/

VAE:<font color="#000000">Calrach can show up at the &quot;temple&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alrighty then...Boys, Girls, peoples of all ages! See here a showing by Calrach Lightweave, the Nonreal Band!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's more likely - Miron was there just as a patrol

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take a silver as a tip, then.&quot; :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">(you misunderstand, Calrach is putting on a concert on stage. :B )

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


 * VAE was eating, see.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;How can a band be non real?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just checking to make sure all's well. Looks like my timing was good.&quot; :9

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And to end this lively day with a lively send-off, I have just the song...&quot; Calrach looks down to Gamal. &quot;That is exactly what I'm going to show you.&quot;

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Alrighty! :3&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">To those who are familiar with the myriad instruments he plays (not very well), Calrach touches each mini-instrument clipped to his belt, then starts waving his hands around in obvious arcane gestures.

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


 * VAE fuse read obvious arcane as obscene


 * Anise Berilan warms up her evil laugh. &quot;Mwahahahaha! Come one, come all to the house of slaughter! All are welcome in the abbatoir! Especially if they want candy.&quot; |3

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot; How was that? &quot; |3

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anise, with that smile, you'd make a fine Vecnan. I still have that fuck's candlestand as a prop, you know?&quot;

Darana Duerral:<font color="#000000">The dwarf is busy trying to tuck her hair into her cloak hood convincingly to look vaguely bald. &gt;:d

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Suddenly, several ghostly instruments appear floating in the air in front of Calrach. They are bluish and transparent, and they are a small piano, a set of drums, some cymbals, and a violin.

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">:.

Boddynock:<font color="#A14D7F">Thumbs up.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He keeps gesturing, and then, several ghostly copies of Calrach materialize in front of each instrment.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Real and copies all wink at each other.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jealous of my naturally resplendent hair, are you?&quot; *taps his bald forehead*

Darana Duerral:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ach.&quot; XP

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you've got a nonreal band. but is it good as a real band?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">x3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Each copy takes an instrument, and...they start playing. What's more, everyone actually hears sound coming from the instruments as they are played. It starts with a single cymbal crash, which then gives way to a rolling piano solo. And Calrach starts singing.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jump your mind, mind...&quot; He slides one direction

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">He's bringing it!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Should we prepare for spam? :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If your noggin's lacking hair You're the one for LADUGUER!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jump your body move your mind! Move your mind, mind...&quot; He slides the other way, then shakes about

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jump your body, body!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jump your mind, mind...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jump your body move your mind! Move your mind, mind...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jump your body move your move your move your move your... &quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">The piano fades out as everything stops for a moment, then the drumbeats start.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">You spent a lot of time getting this set up, huh.


 * Thomas Lazarus seems lost. |9 But the music sounds alright.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Provide a music link? :.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">(ah yes. x3 ) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHv4rpBo7ss

VAE:<font color="#000000">Something like deft punk, i guess

TMG:<font color="#000000">(older. WAY older.)

VAE:<font color="#000000">I didn't see the link yet

VAE:<font color="#000000">got to copy it

VAE:<font color="#000000">actually tech

TMG:<font color="#000000">I just...pasted it. O.o

VAE:<font color="#000000">can you slap it into my channel?

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHv4rpBo7ss

VAE:<font color="#000000">easier to grab it

Darana Duerral:<font color="#000000">The dwarf laughs.

TMG:<font color="#000000">^ right there

TMG:<font color="#000000">Can you see it?

VAE:<font color="#000000">I can ,but it's a ltitle annoying to copy just the text I want here

VAE:<font color="#000000">got iy

TMG:<font color="#000000">...you can click it directly, you know oh fine

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, hatari beat me to it. :B

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

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">With a solid drumbeat, Calrach taps the ground rhymically as he sings.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Move your bo-dy...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Every-every-bo-dy...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Move your bo-dy...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come-on-now-every-bo-dy...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Move your bo-dy, move your bo-dy...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eve-ry-bo-dy...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I like the Calrach on the farthest left.&quot; :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come-on-now-every-bo-dy...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Then the piano joins in, and Calrach is hopping about!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dont know,t he one onf the middle right is pretty good.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Everyone actually feels the music flow through them, and they get the feeling they want to dance to (actually using Inspire Competance, and actualy giving everyone in range a bonus to Perform (dance) ;3 )

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;MOVE your BO-dy!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Every-every-BO-dy!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus rises.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;MOVE your BO-dy!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus claps once. &gt;:|

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come-on-now-every-BO-dy!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus gets down! &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 2 + 3 = 5&#160;  &#187;


 * Swallowtail is watching politely, but... yep, that is a foot tap...

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;MOVE your BO-dy! Move your bo-dy!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's horrible. He doesn't care. :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;EVE-RY-bo-dy!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come-on-now-every-BO-dy!&quot;

Ruffian:<font color="#000000">People around are starting to get into the beat and dancing along, too.


 * Gamal-Junayd sighs...then gets up to teach everyone how dancing is done. whats the bonus? +2?


 * Thomas Lazarus does the monster mash. &gt;|E

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Perform(Dance) Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 19 + 14 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) Too lazy to take 10 at this point so..lets see what luck nets

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's jumping around, gesturing for everyone to move as he dances. He repeats the chorus once more, this time with violin accompanyment, before there's then a trumpet solo as Calrach leaves the stage and dances around the legs of everyone around.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">CALRACH

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Not Gnogglebolt. :B


 * Gamal-Junayd apparently had one last good dance left in him afterall

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Gamal breakdances like a pro. The area catches fire!

Boy:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoooooooa.&quot; 8O

Boy:<font color="#000000">... &gt;:d The kid tries to dance. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+1+2 = 11 + 1 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Terrible cat dancing!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Where is Gamal anyways?

Dwarf:<font color="#000000">Dwarf boogie! &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, now I see. Camoflage. :B

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+1+2 = 13 + 1 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Terrible cat dancing!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ya want to move the world?&quot; Calrach stops, pointing dramatically at Sszeyl.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Start with your body!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">=3=

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

Thomas Lazarus:''<font color="#FF0000">He has the touch. ''

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yow! Come on! Ya gotta start with some-thing!&quot; Calrach hops away

Sszeyl:'''<font color="#A14D7F">Let's murder him later. '''

Sszeyl:''<font color="#A14D7F">Yes. ''

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Let's.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+1+2 = 15 + 1 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Terrible elf dancing!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He stop in front of Tathi and points at her. &quot;If-you-wanna-move-your-mind...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just move your body--move your mind, move your mind...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Standing idle, looking queer What you need is LADUGUER! In his name we mine the ore Toil all day then toil some more Drudgery is what we love digging gold for lolth-damn drow If you say that isn't fair 's coz you don't know LADUGUER!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's gonna cost you nuh-thing!&quot;

Clown:<font color="#000000">This guy actually has ranks. &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 4 + 10 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Clown:<font color="#000000">Not that they served him well. :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ya want to move someone?&quot; Calrach gestures wildly at Edaric.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently I'll need to offer dancing lessons as well as fighting lessons...&quot;

Fancy Guy:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 1 + 6 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; fancy dancing!

Fancy Guy:<font color="#000000">Fancy faceplant. =3=

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yow! Come on! And try to move some-bo-dy...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Challenge accepted. &gt;:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oop.&quot; Medic sirens. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus arrives with a +1 hp prod. =w=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 12 + 8 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; dance!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">(hey get back here! &gt;:O )

Fancy Guy:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks.&quot; =w=;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;If-you-wanna-move-alone...&quot; Thomas suddenly finds a halfing right next to him.

Ruffian:<font color="#000000">His buddy is laughing his head off at the tripping fancy guy. XD


 * Thomas Lazarus looks back. &quot;(Eh?)&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then everybody! Will move a-long with you!&quot; Calrach hip-bumps with Thomas on each syllable emphasis


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs and plays along. Dance! &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13&#160;  &#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He does better now. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Curse you, July.. =w=;


 * Dr. Hatari goes to reset the one circuit breaker again.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach continues hopping around the stage for another iteration of the chours, before returning to the stage when all instruments except the drums cut out, leaving a powerful thumping pulsing through the fairground as he repeats the verse, accompanied with foot-taps and grandiose gestures.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Once more, the chours comes in full swing with all instruments joining, before they then begin to fade out one by one for the final iteration of the chorus, before finally ending on a violin riff.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">The ghost-Calrach's fade out as the song ends.


 * Thomas Lazarus claps. ^^

Miron:<font color="#000000"> Head priest Gar has not much hair Gave it all for LADUGUER Knows our prayers all by heart when to mumble, when to fart Beat the lazy with his flails such is cure for all our ails beatings, toil and shitty beer when you live for LADUGUER!

Lady:<font color="#000000">Calrach gets a rousing round of applause! Care to roll a Perform check? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">(uh...okay, hang on. &gt;.&gt; Opening sheet...)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Haha, and I see Miron's verse is in full swing! :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">yes. Poking fun at the underdwarves

VAE:<font color="#000000">and yeah, duergar prayers tend to be very repetitive and mumbly.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Perform (sing), boosted by Arcane Flourish and other bonuses; &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 1 + 18 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Well that doesn't seem right. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... roll again. :P

Calrach:<font color="#000000">nat ones are not fails on skillchecks, but...you have GOT to be kidding me. -3-

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Perform (sing), boosted by Arcane Flourish and other bonuses; &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 18 + 18 = 36&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Now that's more like it. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's much better. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. sometimes the dice need a help

VAE:<font color="#000000">I wonder, can you take untrained checks?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach disciplines his dice. &gt;:[

VAE:<font color="#000000">Just for fun, how is miron's versing affecting bystanders

Clown:<font color="#000000">Calrach gains &#171; &#160;3d6 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; gold pieces as a tip!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Depends on what the skill is.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Perform? Certainly. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Some can be untrained, some can't.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know that much ,tech

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a Charisma check.

Renia:<font color="#FF0000">Fate has been altered. ''No one's the wiser. &gt;83''

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 14 + 0 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Perform. Let's see if anyone asides from Darana laughs

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, thank you!&quot; Calrach bows emphatically at the applause around, as he uses another touch of magic to collect the coins tossed on stage.

VAE:<font color="#000000">For that case ,tom should try too

VAE:<font color="#000000">with his priest of slaughter thingy

VAE:<font color="#000000">I guess all of it goes under acting

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

GM:<font color="#000000">I'll give you a +2 boost for actually writing verse. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Retroactive performance check: &#171; &#160;1d20 = 1&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well ,yes

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's acting very unconvincingly

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's just that it's the point

GM:<font color="#000000">The ones! They're everywhere! XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Die! I mean... hello.

GM:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for lulz.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron gets a number of dwarven passerby all laughing at the silly poem. One of them leaves a tip, apparently thinking you were soliciting for them... &#171; &#160;1d10 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; SP gained for Miron!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram, where have you...oh, dang! He's not been connected the whole time. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is he in the chat, or did he drop off to sleep?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">At any rate, Calrach hops down off the stage. &quot;And that... is why I'm the Nonreal Band.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He's...still connected to the chat...


 * Edaric applauds! :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;An appropriately bardic length explanation.&quot; :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, certainly was a lot of wind in that explenation. &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I assume the minions have the packing up accounted for?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;If so, I will be off to my Cave.&quot;


 * TMG Perhaps toss that at everyone else, call for anyone who has K(Arcana) to roll. Darn tathi's not 'here', though. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">.....that was supposed to be whispered. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;LADUGUER will use your tip to get Gar a spiked whip If your tips shall fill a stash his clergy will bathe and wash.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, if things are winding down and packing up here, I'll head on back and probably crash at the hostel tonight.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm...oh! Another thing I should take care of while I have the chance. Lia, you said we've been in castleton for four days? Today included?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Drink responsibly and have a good evening.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take care!&quot; :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You've been in town since the second, today is the sixth.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Packing it for the night already?&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So! Craftin ze Omniwrench.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ready to engage timeskipping maneuvers, is all. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Me too as well, while I retoactive roll.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">So, Sszeyl. Are you headed to the Cave for the night?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Carrying out the will of the Gnomenissiah?

TMG:<font color="#000000">-there- you are, Ram!

TMG:<font color="#000000">You missed it all. :(

GM:<font color="#000000">If so, I'd suggest rolling Search and/or Spot.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gah, sorry. DOzedoff.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron pockets the silvers. &quot;Sure you don't want to go for a few drinks, Tom? You'll sleep better.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*counts his cash*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To clarify, Tom's remark was to those on the guardian fairgrounds map.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He is eventually going to sleep, after doing some probably behind the scenes generic revelry. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Meany, you with us?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The session of no respondo!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait.. that makes fifty, not fifty-two... Fuck! Someone has helped himself to a handful my silvers&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well... since Tom and Gnogglebolt have both gone off, Shankfang, Gamal, you guys want to hit the festival, see what else is out there?&quot; :3 &quot;We can ask the others to help fill in the mystery stuff tomorrow.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, I only know a part of the whole drow thing. They'd be able to help more.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Easy come, easy go. Let me tell you the ultimate defense versus pick-pockets, brother;&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Retroactive craft day 1...you know, I -know- I set aside at least one day back on the Sahuagin Queen, so counting five days. Anyway, Omniwrench: Craft tech device against DC 20, rolling for the heck of it. &#171; &#160;1d20+21 = 16 + 21 = 37&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;


 * Dr. Hatari checks character sheet.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Cool, extra progress made. &#171; &#160;37*20 = 37 * 20 = 740&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; progress in gold pieces for one day's work, thanks to Improved Industrious Haste.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh okay, Tom still actually has 10.38 gp to his name. I guess he isn't flat flat broke.. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;880-740 = 880 - 740 = 140&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That would have been spent on candy.


 * Dr. Hatari erases all money. \o/

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Everyone who was involved in the festival gains &#171; &#160;27+1d8 = 27 + 1 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; gold pieces!

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tom keeps 8 cp.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...even if he rolls a flat 1 for day 2, he'll still make it. :B Omniwrench (minus Derringer addon) complete on day 2.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Because he picks pennies up off the street.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lead on, to suprises and adventures in festivity!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Now for Derringer addon: against craft DC 23, now with Ominwrench bonus! &#171; &#160;1d20+21+2 = 1 + 21 + 2 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">How did I know. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;24*23 = 24 * 23 = 552&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">... hmm. I suppose Meany is AFK. I'll go prepare a snack really quick, then we can go forth to the next day. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Still totally finished the derringer addon on day 3, and on day 4, with another infallible craft check, the derringer is incorporated.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though first, I think we should stop off at the pearldust. I need to drop these borrowed blades off.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Robbing an inquisitor in plain daylight... that's ... *sigh* That's absolutely typical for bloody big C, isn't it?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh? Sure thing.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 20 + 7 = 27&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Spot check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 18 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Int check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He also goes to a local metalworks and has the new pistol balls custom-built to his specifications. 18 gp for 30.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Search is Int, yes?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you can't afford to lose it, don't carry it in a pouch on your belt!&quot; |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Voohoo, party time!&quot; :D

GM:<font color="#000000">... how very strange. There seem to be suds in the pool, and your soap supplies have been somewhat depleted.


 * Gamal-Junayd approaches the pawn shop, not seeing anyone outside, knocks on the door

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl: I am sick of these muthafuckin' adventurers usin' all my muthafuckin' soap.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Arched brow. But the doors aren't broken down -again- so it was probably a guest. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This city has less respect for us than a retired Kordite has teeth. Seriously, Tom, this wouldn't have happened in Braxton.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">A quick jaunt to check on Fuzzy, then ready to go to next day.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pff. You know what else wouldn't have happened in Braxton? The entire festival.&quot; :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll keep it just the way it is, thank you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt also gets rid of his morningstar and light crossbow. Don't need them, now that he's got the Omniwrench

Brian:<font color="#000000">A smith opens the door... the shop largely seems deserted. &quot;... oh, you're not a child or a laughing rogue. Come to return the swords?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I like how Braxton Falls is now this legendary place.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, the pouch.. hell, I was buying a bunch of supplies for the Mace's library, and I forgot to empty it.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would make an awesome starting town for a low level campaign.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, the day went well.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Wouldn't be bad

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I still greatly regret that I missed the visity

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's one of the logs in-absentia that I actually read

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Like I said. .if I'll ever want to switch for another character for a time, Miron might well ask for a transfer to there :3 It's how he'd run a town, mostly.


 * Gamal-Junayd hands over the blades to brian


 * Dr. Hatari experimentally opens nearest window to test air. NOPE.jpg

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

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

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... not too damaged, nor too dirty,&quot; the smith says after an inspection, giving Gamal a short nod.

Brian:<font color="#000000">You have earned grudging approval. :| *brick'd*

TMG:<font color="#000000">you okay there, Ram?

VAE:<font color="#000000">bad net

VAE:<font color="#000000">what do you expect from Kirgizstan

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Funny how I keep getting driven to this sentiment of, 'how could it possibly be cooler in this than out there -- OH GOD SHUT THE WINDOW'

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mmm, yeah. Bad net, plus trying not to fall asleep.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I did try. And they never left my side..even when this one bear of a man decided he prefered wrestling as his style for a bit.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also..profits were greater than expected after all. I might be interested in another enchamntment...Do you enchant clothing as well as weaponry?&quot;

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very good.... unfortunately, no. Unless armor can be counted as clothing.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">As much as Tom is enjoying his charade and evil shenanigans alter ego, the makeup is sticky and catching dust and driving him crazy. {:9 So he washes up down below in the Mace hostel.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Magical socks of haste.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't forget to bless our guest in Erythnul's name when you go down, Tom!&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I suspect my luck so far here may run out soon, from the sounds I'm hearing around the house.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But at least I got the concert out of the way. |D

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No. I was going to seek to start adding some enchantments to my robes to help me in my skill in performing acrobatics. Never know when it could come in handy. Oh well, I'll ask around if any guardians know a good enchanter for that sort of thing then.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom pays the captive a brief visit to sling one-liners and humble amusement at his expense. :B

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;I should have one of your blades ready by next Nica. They'll both be ready on the following Nica, the 18th.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah. And on day 5, Gnogglebolt makes the first of several drivetrain linkages for the trucktrain. No craf DC was set, pretending it's 20 or 25


 * Gamal-Junayd nods

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Craft: &#171; &#160;1d20+23 = 8 + 23 = 31&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;31*20 = 31 * 20 = 620&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Enough to complete a whole linkage in one day.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;My thanks. I'ss be seeing you then, going to spend time relaxing and enjoying the festival then.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Which map would ed lead shank and gamal to? heh

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Lightside Tom returns.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And Ram, depending on what plotz are on the next in-game day, we can start working on Rose. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see that priests of Slaughter wash themselves slightly more often than Laduguer's flock, isn't it so, Tom?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Haha. Well. Perhaps I'll don the wild-eyed and blood soaked look again for a more appropriate holiday. I got quite my fair share of alarmed stares walking here and back.&quot; :B

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

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Progress is over. =w=;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">That reminds me of a glorious mistranslation in the slovak dub of Robocop II

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It wasn't very well written even in english.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Crime in progress was translated as Crime in Progress - Progress being a set of natively czechoslovak supermarkets

VAE:<font color="#000000">accidentally, the scene took place in a shop

VAE:<font color="#000000">Which was hillarious

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lookee, USA has just the same shops as us

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">USA of the future, even

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Blah. Java blarfed on me.


 * Dr. Hatari prods the Liasurrogate with a stick experimentally.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">happens at times

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Could someone else please be sure to save a log? ^^;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ok, but remind me

VAE:<font color="#000000">I don't want to lose Miron poetry XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... actually... it's getting close to when I should take the dogs out again.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well. Shall we call this a break point, then timeskip upon game reboot?

VAE:<font color="#000000">No prob. I think i run out of words rhyming with LADUGUER

GM:<font color="#000000">Sure sure. :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so timeskipping past night time festivities?

VAE:<font color="#000000">and the end is clear anyways - the inquisitors will get smashed.

GM:<font color="#000000">To answer your previous question, Gamal, Edaric would lead you to Arcane District Street, then maybe to the Talespinner, before back to HQ. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">probably dragging Richter along, too

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I've about exhausted today's fair share of meaningful conversations as well. I'm content to delegate Tom to unspecified 'hanging out' for the rest of the day.

GM:<font color="#000000">And off I go!

VAE:<font color="#000000">especially since Miron hasn't seen him for ages

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hopefully I'll still be here when Lia gets back...

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. VAE listening to a lulzy slovak song about a perverted gay engineer.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Inquisitors show up at your bar - they're all dressed like vampires and Igor-thugs and spattered in blood. Wat do?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Blood, sweat or ale. Your choice, barkeep!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tears are valid, too.&quot;

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


 * RAM nlinks awake.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Lia's gone?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Take a nap for an hour or so, Lia's going away for petstuff.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gonna nap until she gets back.

TMG:<font color="#000000">We'll continue when she's back.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">On the next in game day...

TMG:<font color="#000000">depending on what plotz we're doing, Gnogglebolt may -finally- be able to help with Rose. :P

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">*napz*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bend over and give me beer I'm a priest of LADUGUER Thomas here's not just a fool Drinks and slays for ERYTHNUUL Cadamon's a quiet sod NERULL is his chosen god Her smile's big and temper's small, Anise here's a VECNA girl Though we serve the gods of hell Bring us booze, we'll pay you well!!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">hey meany or vae. ghost is bugging me via txt to ask you two if either of you have posted for..zanfib?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ages ago

VAE:<font color="#000000">he was the first one I wrote for

VAE:<font color="#000000">so tell him to choke on a goat dick XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">because there are players I neglected in his favour, and he was gone for the week

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I relayed your message

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I notice a liatai moving things around

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You made me turn Swallowtail into a Mink, darn you. XP

VAE:<font color="#000000">Meany attacks from tall grass

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">*kermit flail* Yaaaaaay!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I was wondering abuot that

Vuz:<font color="#000000">Hmm. Wonder where the black thing went.

Vuz:<font color="#000000">Oh well. Warm kitchen. |D Zzz...

VAE:<font color="#000000">ram is still napping

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Which reminds me.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Are there any fish vendors still open? (:3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Since yesterday was a festival, at least half should be hung over.

GM:<font color="#000000">I'm sure you can find some if you poke around. Most people are selling festival fare -- ohhhh, so you're asking once the new day's started.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">also lia, seen the pub incoming poem? XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Mkay, specifically, I'm looking for those that sell live fish. :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I did. That was priceless. XD

GM:<font color="#000000">Live fish for eating, or as pets?

VAE:<font color="#000000">bend over of course because Miron is short

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Both? 83

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">*flame'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Seriously though, I'm looking for vendors in both businesses.

GM:<font color="#000000">You'll surely be able to find them. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Check the northern parts of the city for edible fish, and the arcane or nobles' district for pet fish.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Mkay. For pet fish, I'm looking for information on the blind fish from my Cave. Willing to paint a sketch of them for helping. (:3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hup! :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lia's back?

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">The fish in your pond are Salvelinus periculosus, and despite the name, they are quite harmless and tasty cave fish. *brick'd*

TMG:<font color="#000000">....now I gotta Wikipedia that. xD

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ah, welcome back Lia.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Salvelinus is a genus of trout, and periculosus is just the Latin word for dangerous. :P

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mmm, nap didn't help much. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">Dangerously tasty.

VAE:<font color="#000000">You think so, ram

VAE:<font color="#000000">in half hour or so ,you'll be a lot fresher

VAE:<font color="#000000">once the base sleepness goes away

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Small in-joke with the cave as a dungeon, and how everyone thinks the fish are dangerous when they first see the dungeon. XP

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blind_fish

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lia; oh man, you've got to tell Ram the whole story when this is over. x3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">....also, I don't suppose you can risk watching a short youtube video, huh? :B

GM:<font color="#000000">So, show of hands. How many Guardians are nursing headaches on this dawn of a new day, Damarron 7th?

GM:<font color="#000000">The weather is... &#171; &#160;1d100 = 42&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I have aches all over..but the head is not one of them

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I don't drink.

GM:<font color="#000000">Chilly, but chipper and bright.

GM:<font color="#000000">Seems this is Olidamarra's prank this year.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">I only booze it up on special occasions. Wait...yesterday WAS a special occasion...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I stayed clear fo the drinks. I knew I'd need to be up early stretchign so the day of exhaustion wouldn't lock me up too badly


 * Gamal-Junayd performs some stretches, but skips his usual practice. yesterday he had more than enough. he then starts filling the HQ qith smells of breakfast

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; Pfah, Guardians are bloody teetotallers. However, after a few people bought us drinks ,seeing us in costume, on TOP of what we got ourselves... meh. It took a fair bit of sour cabbage, but it's nowhere as bad as that damn fey wine.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Profession(Cook) Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 5 + 12 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) and veggie options (Profession(Cook) Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 2 + 12 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">I've got an ache, but it's a good one. ;3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">At any rate, Gnogglebolt haz Omniwrench, and the trucktrain is fully assembled. There is also one drivetrain linkage ready to be installed on a cart or carriage.


 * Gamal-Junayd is still stiff and not producing up to standard

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">A ninja appears, a few smears of cat-whisker makeup still on her face. &quot;Good morning, Gamal.&quot;

Vuz:<font color="#000000">Mew? Hey... you're cooking in my napping space.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Morning. doy ou pretend to be a cat often?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hope all the pickpockets, thieves and scammers I didn't spot yesterday weren't waiting for the morning when half the inquisitors' eyes will be attempting to crawl out of their skulls.&quot;

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


 * Swallowtail huffs. &quot;It was to blend in for the festival.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd picks up the cat and throws it out of the kitchen. cats and kitchens gamal runs, don't mix

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mornink!&quot; :3

Vuz:<font color="#000000">Mrow! DX

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed.&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Did you two sleep well?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Aaand for food fish, I'm looking for a type of fish that can survive in my backyard pond year-round. (:3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll sleep better in a few days when the strain of dancing all day fades. but passably well.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Anyfink?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt comes ambling into the dining room.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan imagine hyu must be qvite sore. Dat vas a lot uf herd fightink hyu deed yahterday.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">And sometime later, Calrach comes bounding in.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom spent the evening at the hostel, as he said he would, and thus hasn't appeared yet.

GM:<font color="#000000">There are a few local species that are prime for stocking the pond with. Are you looking more for food, or for sport and food?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yeah, looks like my time is probably up.

RAM:<font color="#990000">&gt;:

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Calrach thanks everyone and goes to vanish in the city to destinations unknown, and Gnogglebolt retreats to the workshop

TMG:<font color="#000000">If I can come back, I will.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sport and food.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But for the moment, Gone.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It could be worse..though it was tiring.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'll bet!&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The people direct you toward some sport fish species, but also recommend building a larger pond or series of ponds if you want to truly keep a year-round fish supply for food.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Darana needs to be moved indoors, too

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Following his prayers, Tom gets dressed (casually, for the first time in the hostel - he's been actively paranoid about Ashmore seeing him not wearing plate and armed :B) and greets the day!

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">A few inquisitors are still out patrolling the streets after many of the other inquisitors had turned in.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;So I heard you caught a cultist last night.&quot; |3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh..?&quot; He glances about. &quot;More faces than I expected to see in the morning.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mornin', Tom.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Mirons flashes a weak smile


 * Thomas Lazarus pulls up a chair. &quot;Mornin'.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah. The moron came to our temple thinking it's the thing.&quot;

Aldura:<font color="#000000">Yip! The pup sniffs Thomas' boots under the table.


 * Thomas Lazarus prods and pets gently using his feet. :9

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's locked downstairs, I think, still, if you want to have a chat with him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ah, yes, that guy&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">actually...hmm. it would seem that I still tentatively have some time. But, for the moment, I'll just sit back and watch, and only jump in if something actually relevant happens.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's probably going to be a story point for life. I mean... for crying out loud. We were right in front of the hostel..&quot; He looks down and chuckles.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The chap's dumb like half an arse in a window.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might as well go have a few pokes at him for a bit of fun.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;All we caught was a burgular trying to use the festival to sneak into people's houses and steal their stuff. A couple Olidammaran clerics ripped 'im a new one for taking advantage of the festival's hospitality on the way to the guardhouse.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps it was a divine prank of higher caliber than we realize?&quot; |3

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm. Or maybe they were just chastising him for getting caught.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could be.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, I guess that him getting arrested is like making the cell one man stronger. He's got negative worth&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Speaking of which, we should totally confiscate his things and then let him go free to see where he goes.&quot; He smirks.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who was that dumbfuck trying to burgle? Just a random house, or something bigger?&quot;

Vuz:<font color="#000000">Sneak sneak.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Know what, Tom?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I want to try my hand at that druidic scrying I learned.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I know what I must do.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I must invest in a large shovel.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That Vecnan fuck, I couldn't get anything on him, but this guy has shredded oats under his cap, might well work.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And a bucket.

Vuz:<font color="#000000">Sneak. &#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 20 + 14 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Hide, &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 4 + 6 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Move Silently...

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And then spend the next few days digging more ponds around my backyard one.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Your idea of must do sounds suspiciously like prison labor.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We can go ask Ashmore once yesterday wears off.. Man, pity you didn't come. But then, that Fey wine was worse.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus handwaves.

Vuz:<font color="#000000">You will not keep me from the warm stove. Haha. Purrrr. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">'Seriously Tom. An inquisitor that doesn't drink? Where did you see that?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Who doesn't drink? Pff.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yah.. I bet you helped yourself somehow with that fey wine. I mean, it dropped me and Anise down, and you were eating sausages on the morning.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">No seriously.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">That's what I'm doing for the next &#171; &#160;1d10 = 9&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; days.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">8|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's just being resourceful. Tis the season.&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">*brick'd*

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm... speaking of scrying. Inquisitor Lazarus, remind me when you're done with breakfast, I'd like a quick word with you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Atleast the followers aren't doing it. Then they really would just be minions.

TMG:<font color="#000000">hm....I -think- I am safe, actually. Hey Lia, that thing you were saying that only Tathi and Gnogglebolt know about, could that be done while I can play Gnogglebolt? Or do you want to wait for ghost/tathi as well?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh? Sure thing. I'm not honestly feeling that hungry yet, anyways. Too much junkfood last night, probably.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... it'll require me restructuring dialogue in my head. =w= We'll see when it actually comes up.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, resourceful. I had the oddest dream... I summoned ash rats, and daemons, and living rocks.. and Pamela's spirit.. and fought along them.. there was Cal'tel ,too, and.. everyone was a summoner. Hell, I seen my old commander alive, the one that got torn in half when the drow lured us into a trap.&quot;


 * Cadamon Gardner nods. &quot;Don't worry, you're not in trouble, I just had a few questions about yesterday's events.&quot; ^^


 * Thomas Lazarus seems totally befuddled by Miron's recounting, but nods at Cadamon.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;A world of summoners? Hm... intriguing thought...&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sheesh. If that's a normal dream, it makes me glad I never end up having them.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">ah, I see. Oh well, nevermind it then. Though, I won't count on this luck for next week either, so next week you might have to go with only Tathi and not Gnogglebolt. :B But if that works better, then I have no problem, won't complain.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yah.. full of them. What was worst.. at one point a kreen, with blades all over his body torn my summons into pieces and killed me... and then it started all anew.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;A what now?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mmmmmmmnnnope, not particularly jealous of dreaming.&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kreen. I seen them in grimoire dealing with foreign intelligent fauna. They are a smart sort of bug, kinda like a praying mantis, just about my size.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh come on, you've gotta have some weird dreams sometimes, too, Tom. Right?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Luckily, I don't think any such fuckery lives here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ohhhhhh I've heard of those. Thri-kreens.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Never saw one, though.&quot;

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three-kreens! That's right. I thought there was a number in the name.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs. &quot;Ehn. Not really. I mean, I'll remember some fragment of a dream every once in a great rare while. Maybe.. every couple months. But mostly? No.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps I'm just a light sleeper.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heh. A Pelorite, a 'light' sleeper. Punny.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone else? I mean, I can't be the only inquisitor in Castleton with fucked-up dreams.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus mock-winces, takes a drink of water, then stands.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; 's been getting worse recently, too. I hope it doesn't foretell a major fuckup. &quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;You mean like the dreams where the archives come to life?&quot; |3

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


 * Cadamon Gardner pushes in his chair, heading over to the cloakracks and picking up a black longcoat before returning. &quot;Would you rather talk in the training room, or the barracks?&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus gestures to the training room, nods, and heads in.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Who else wants to eavesdrop? &quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Once inside, Tom idly walks over to the weapons rack and picks up a staff.

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


 * RAM blinks awake.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He looks back and raises his brows twice.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot; Anise... &quot; x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Welcomeback, ram.

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

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

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


 * Thomas Lazarus silently mouths, 'wait'.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go sleep, Ram. x3

RAM:<font color="#990000">But game...


 * Cadamon Gardner nods.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Multiple naps in middle of game = red flag.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Go away, you're not even playing in this condition. :P

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mmm, okay.


 * Gamal-Junayd ties ram up and throws him on his c4 pillow. SLEEP

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'll try to nap before game next week.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sowwy. &gt;:

TMG:<font color="#000000">Play Metallica on full blast. That'll put him to sleep.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No, seriously. It will. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Night night, everyone.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; I dunno.. I wouldn't mind, but then.. eh. If he's raking Tom over some fuckup, it'd be wrong. &quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">See y'all laterz.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sleep well. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">See ya, RAM

RAM:<font color="#990000">Thanks, Lia. :3 *nuzzle*

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


 * Flint Carthan doesn't stand up, but... &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 10 + 12 = 22&#160;  &#187; Listen check for lulz...


 * Thomas Lazarus waits a few more moments while giving the door a sly look.. but eventually shrugs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So. What can I do for you, lieutenant?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Sneak sneak. &quot; He already said Tom wasn't in trouble. &quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd takes note of who hasnt come in for breakfast yet

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*_* &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 7 + 4 = 11&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 13 + 2 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Move Silently.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; To you. Besides, the last time I tried to pull Steelsprocket Superspy, I tripped and ended fighting a pissed-off insane drow in black mithril plate with a huuge sword. &quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 3 + 4 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for lulz?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Curses. =3=

Renia:<font color="#FF0000">*w* *bricked*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm...ed hasn't gotten up yet. I'll see if he is going to eat or I should start cleaning up. gonna check on him.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd heads upstairs..but nor before throwing the cat out of the kitchen again

TMG:<font color="#000000">Is Gamal planning for the annual Cat-Toss tournament? :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">it's one of those high-danger bloodsports. Crowds love it. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's just about this coat.&quot; The lieutenant holds it up. &quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket brought it in from the festival, saying something about drow and that he wouldn't mind someone scrying using the coat as a focus. ... I'm sure you know just as well as I do how Inquisitor Steelsprocket is about seeing drowish conspiracies everywhere.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">he's gonna keep his kitchen as animal free as possible. or at least try

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was wondering if you knew how he came by this coat and whether it really does belong to a criminal.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus squints for a moment. &quot;Oh. I thought that was yours for a moment.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd knocks on ed's door

Vuz:<font color="#000000">MROW! DX

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pfft. We've already gotten into it over that particular matter.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;As it so happens the coat does belong to a Drow. But he's a swell guy, and not a Lolthian.&quot;

Vuz:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 11 + 4 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2-4 = 1 - 4 = -3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Gamal gets an attempted nip for his trouble. &gt;:E

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Be at peace, little cat.

Miron:<font color="#000000">In the meantime, Miron sits at the table, head in arms. Even a minor headache is annoying, and takes a lot of focus away.


 * Gamal-Junayd easily dodges.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Criminal? Not that I'm aware of. Done us a good turn or two when our Helvirahel assassin problem first cropped up. He's good in my book.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The door opens, and a bleary-eyed bard peeks out. &quot;Oh. G'mornin', Gamal.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see... then why did Inquisitor Steelsprocket confiscate his coat?&quot; ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;You gonna eat breakfast, or should I just start clean up?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;S'breakfast time already? ... 'scuse me...&quot; The bard turns away and covers a supressed yawn.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be down in a few.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Can't particularly recommend scrying on it, though. ... Oh.&quot; Tom eyerolls. &quot;I don't even know what got him started. I'm watching Gamal sparring with some friendly crowd-goers, keeping an eye out for any accidents, and then I spot him pulling the coat off this red haired elven guy shouting about 'how dare (this &amp; that)' -- you know.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll make sure to save you some. everyone else has pretty much eaten.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd nods then heads back down

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 4 + 10 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen... &gt;:d


 * Gamal-Junayd begins to save some for ed, while cleaning up the rest

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot; Can barely hear a thing. &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Then the elf slips out of his coat to escape, jumps on stage, duels Gamal, has a good time, says Miron can keep the coat. Doffs his cap of disguise, flashes those pretty black and white Drow colors, and makes off in a darkness patch.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*_* &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 15 + 4 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You can probably just guess how he reacted to that.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Yep, Tom hears the mutterings. &gt;:d

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; Tom eyes the door for a moment.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I certainly can.&quot; ^^; &quot;Well, as you know the individual, do you suppose he'll want the coat back? There's no sense in us keeping it if it's not actually tied to any crime.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think most of our inquisitors are too tall or too well-built to make use of an elven coat anyway.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's probably given up on getting it back, but, sure! I'll see if I can get it back to him.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus idly steps over closer, and raises his staff. &quot;Glad you let know - I forgot all about that. Might be a nice gesture.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">STAFF CRACK AGAINST WALL!! &gt;:9

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">X_x !


 * Anise Berilan jumps.


 * Thomas Lazarus turns and chucks the staff at the training dolls with a smile. :3

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I think they heard me.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Was there anything else on your mind?&quot;


 * Flint Carthan chuckles. &quot;You think?&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I was getting ready to try that before I even heard you. |B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was so unexpected. You are as stealthy as a kython fucking.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, just the coat.&quot; ^^ &quot;Here you are.&quot; He holds it out.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Coat collect! +1 posh.


 * Thomas Lazarus steps out. &quot;Much obliged.&quot; ^^


 * Gamal-Junayd finishes cleaning up cept for ed's plates, and sits down.


 * Anise Berilan attempts to look unobtrusive and innocent.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Digging digging digging.

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">A bard eventually does appear, and omnoms. :9

VAE:<font color="#000000">I love Castleton's branch. Anise looking innocent, hell, can that happen?

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Question. Where would one go to aquire an enchantement applied to something besides weapons or armor?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's like a succubus looking chaste.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLsCR2RMBak

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">More likely than you think. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">perhaps. But then I play an expert on undead :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm?&quot; Nom. :d &quot;You mean where Guardians normally go, or where else there might be?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm pretty sure koakuma is already on a map somewhere. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Meany; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4QuiGspxoM Dig dig dig? :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4QuiGspxoM

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where guardians would go.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Leather-Winged Dancer.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think most of the time, the Guardians end up going to the Ebonwood for that kind of thing.&quot; :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, the Holes song. xD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Even better

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">..... &gt;:9

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah. is that the one run by the brother of the drow I fought?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm at a loss. X9

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's the one.&quot; :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I am, too, since most of the Guardians are scattered. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">meh, it's fun

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could you show me the shop? I met him at his home, but I don't think he'd like buisness conducted there.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a0fwfqx2Uk8

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">If you want to timeskip liatai, just tell me, I'm just trying to think of thigns to do.


 * VAE 's allright with what's going on.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Likewise, if there are plots to be had, Gnogglebolt can tagalong anywhere

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It would help if I could catch multiple PCs in one place. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Yo.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I think... maybe?&quot; ^^; &quot;I don't really know where it is, myself. Tom and Sszeyl are usually the ones who go there.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron lifts his head at the sound of footsteps. &quot;Back already, brother? That was a quick talk.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Also, Sszey's going to be at the Cave for a while, if you need him. :B

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Last time Cadamon pulled me away, took a good hour or two.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You probably deserved it.&quot; :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">well, most of the Guardians -are- at the HQ except Thomas, Miron, and Sszeyl as far as I know.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We could go ask Tom if you want. He's probably at the Leaden Mace, still, and I know where that is.&quot; :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">As far as I'm concerned the only not-accutely AFK person outside the current Hostel scene is Railock. :P

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure. When your done eating. Let me know when you've done your dishes. Since you woke up late, you get to do your own.&quot;

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


 * Gamal-Junayd gets up and heads into the loung area

TMG:<font color="#000000">-I'm- here, aren't I? Though I don't know for how much longer.


 * Edaric chuckles. &quot;Fine.&quot; |3 As soon as Gamal's gone...

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Strummm~ &#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 5 + 17 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah, riight. What else would you do to a priest of Laduguer trying to hide away among Cuthbert's finest? A stern talking to!&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd nods at barbarus and primera

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Your status changes like a traffic light.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Wave.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The dishes get Prestidigitation'd into cleanliness. |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">If plot relevant things are going to happen, I'd like to try and get to them. :B

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">Nod.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've got a few questions about the recruits.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">SHAZAM.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt comes into the common room out of the workshop. &quot;So, I'm curious, now that the festival is over, what's everyone planning to do today, or for the next however many days?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Ed is rendered totally clean and smelling of apples, Gamal rendered clean and smelling of sandalwood, and Swallowtail rendered clean and smelling of plum blossoms.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">:V

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">And Gnogglebolt is rendered clean and given the smell of soot.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, right now, we're -- becoming pleasantly scented...&quot; :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, wanted to discuss the possiblity of putting some of the recruits through training. While were in town, I see no reason I couldn't spend a decent amount of time seeing to training those who will be on the front lines.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Only in Maizo can you buy scented candles of 'burnt ozone'.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;But after that, we were planning to head out and hunt down our inquisitorial friends. I don't know the way to the Ebonwood, and I think Tom does. Plus, it'd be interesting to see how the inquisitors fared after last night.&quot; :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I thought Barbarus already came up with extensive training for the people who joined up with him?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;In teamwork.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I know where the Ebonwood is, I've been there once before.&quot;

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


 * Liatai scrambles anew. &gt;:d

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well,. if what I saw with Primera yestrday was any indication...No offense, but while you have skill, you could use more practice.&quot;

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

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

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">Shrug.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw, but c'mon. They've gotta have some good stories from last night.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Watch, as I execute a Tom-strategy of epic proportions to solve our problem.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm..it would be interesting to see whether tom was able to get that stuff out of his hair.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well I'm bored. I'm gonna go see what the Guardians are doing.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">SO SUBLTE. *bricked*

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">With him, it's actually believable.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">okay, dont have to try to push it back, just keep people here till tom gets here


 * Thomas Lazarus departs. |D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Already? I'd guess they're sleeping yesterday off.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So..do you both think it'd be a good idea to set up regular training schedules? If nowhere else exists, we can use the roof here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll see. Got an errand to do while I'm out, anyways.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;See ya. Cudgel bless you.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">see, if we'd gone to them, we'd have the whole group, not jsut, group minus miron

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh hey, that reminds me!&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ehn. Atleast you got me. *bricked*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">An Inquisitor arrives in the HQ lobby.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Were we gonna ever set up a bench or something like that on the roof?&quot; :3 &quot;It's a bit late in the year for planting gardens, so that'll have to wait, but...&quot;

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


 * Elros nods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if you want to, that's fine.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Already have my carpenter minion working on it.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It'd be nice to have a place to rest while practicing.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh -crap-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom beams. &quot;Good morning, ms. Vesav! You're looking lovely today.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">yeah, I think i REALLY gotta go this time...brb

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Easy come, easy go.


 * Meany changes Tech's traffic light to red.

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Thank you, sir. &quot; :3


 * Thomas Lazarus heads on in.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Well hey! Speak of the devil.&quot; :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah thomas...I see you got that red gunk out.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">DEVILS?! *bricked*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; 'Sup, Tom?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Red gunk? Nonsense. That was the suffering of the innocent. Comes right off in the wash.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just stopping by to see what's going on.&quot; :3

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Well, Barbie is about to zap you.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I knew I'd forgotten something.&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">SHAZAM.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Rendered clean, smelling of peaches, and a redhead.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I smell like a redhead?!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were talking about setting up some sort of trainign schedule...and ed mentioned you knew where ebonwood was located. I was looking to get somethign else enchanted, and Brian says he doesn't do things that aren't weapons or armor.&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Excuse me... &quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">You are one for the next hour.

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

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

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

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; What is the Guardians' policy regarding late laughing rogues? &quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks over. &quot;Oh boy.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd goes to take a look

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Better be nice. No one wants to get pranked.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello there...Hope you aren't here for a rematch, pardon if I say I'm a bit stiff from all the dancing and matches yesterday.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus peeks in. &quot;Ohhh~ hello!&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">A red-haired elf is standing by the desk, looking over as the door opens with a grin. &quot;Spare a seat by your fire for a traveling rogue?&quot; He laughs. &quot;Nah, I'm kidding. Just came to talk to the Guardians.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What auspicious timing. Miron hasn't stopped in yet.&quot; =w=;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good mornin', Tom, Gamal... don't think I caught your name yet, catfolk.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, a few of us are here, lets head into the lounge..nicer seating there.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, I have your coat, by the way.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus fishes around for the folded garmet and sets it down on the edge of the desk.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lead the way. Sturdy place you have here.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd holds the door open for everyone to sit down in the lounge

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Huh, why so you do! I'd given it up for lost. So how many times was I scried on with this last night?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That was the idea, I guess. Gnogglebolt didn't even want windows put in, but the city made him pretty the place up.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Probably none. Who knows.&quot; =w=; &quot;I trust you're not doing anything I would feel particularly inclined to intervene with.&quot;


 * Red-Haired Elf checks the pockets and lining before sliding the coat back on.

TMG:<font color="#000000">gawd farking dammit, yes, I do really have to go this time

TMG:<font color="#000000">Why do you guys not do plot when I was -actually- around. :[

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I obviously can't speak for all my peers.&quot;

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We're in Akellon.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Because nobody was in the same place. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Futzing about for 2/3rds the game is the main plot.

VAE:<font color="#000000">but that's what makes the game fun

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Bah I say. I have had enough futzing.

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


 * Gamal-Junayd sits down

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So..what brings you here?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus flumps down on the couch and relaxes.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, nothing much. Aside from jokingly asking if I could have my coat back.&quot; |3 The rogue leans against the wall near the door, but doesn't sit -- shadows near entrances are apparently his natural habitat. &quot;I was hoping to catch Sszeyl, Tathi, or Gnogglebolt, though I don't suppose they're here, are they?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnoggle was just here..Tathi's...not opening her door, probably still asleep. and Sszeyel doesn't sleep here.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anythign we can relay to them?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Ever since Tathi learned how to teleport, she's been in and out. I don't even know if she's here or back at her home. Gnogglebolts been working on some huge this-or-that, as usual.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, well. How long are you in town this time? I might be able to catch them later. But other than that... I heard you all met with an old friend of mine in Thalinde.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe we plan to be here about a month. work is being performed on some of our weapons.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;That'll work out fine.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Tathi y Sszeyl have homes outside the city limits.&quot;

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

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Gnogglebolt is the only one to live here fully.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I could shoot a Sending out his way if you wanted to give me a few minutes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Or - actually - Barbarus, you've got a stone with him on the other end, right?&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sending! You all really have gotten stronger after your trip downriver.&quot; :3

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Impressive.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hah. Yeah. Sending is small-time now.&quot; |3

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

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">And said stone is produced.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Careful though, Sszeyl might be in the river again and unable to answer. :p&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;... in the river?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yeah, he can breath underwater now.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's been dredging up wrecks.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's all about hanging out underwater now a days. It's all he wants to do.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Whatever floats your proverbial boat, I guess.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;He's got an ocean tattooed on his back.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Has come in twice with fish biting his arm.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;... will wonders never cease.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, your call. I know where his cave is, so I could head out to catch him there. Doesn't matter to me.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Shrug. :v

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If he's wandering, he might be close. Let's shoot him a message.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Activate.. the stone~&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might as well shoot him a message. If you don't get anything, you can always head to his cave after.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You want to do the honors sir Elf, or shall I?&quot; :V

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;After you, good sir cougar.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've actually begun outgrowing Sendings, even. Tathi has begun pulling off that trick Zairith uses to talk to us from his place. To say nothing of the teleporting and ressurecting..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Althought I've fortunately had no use for that last one yet.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Which rather reminds me.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;5*9*25 = 5 * 9 * 25 = 1125&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">The stone lights up for an moment. &quot;The half-elf with the red hair from yesterday is here asking for you.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to Barbarus.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I was wondering if you could maybe spot me like twelve hundred gold for a scroll before we leave town again.&quot; =w=;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">It lights up again, and who's within five feet of barbie to hear the response?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">primera and the damn cat

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Apparently only possibly Swallowtail.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Me? Sorry, most of my gold went into that sword for Primera.&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;...Also, what does 'Brace for impact' mean in this context?&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Listen Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 18 + 1 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What sort of scroll are you looking to aquire?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And you hear it. A ruckus of people shieking, various crashes, and a slight roar of fire.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">When this asshole appears at the door, leaving a trail of flames behind him, and a weak sonic boom. *_*


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to Gamal. &quot;Emergency medical. Ever since I learned how.. I've been keeping the miracle of revivification ready. Just in case. It would be useless if it weren't used within mere moment of a person expiring. But.. well.. it's magic I could be preparing on things that would otherwise prevent deaths, so.. well.. a scroll would be just as good.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That was fast.&quot; ^^; &quot;Back in town early?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Quite.&quot; Steam and dust trail off him, in opposite directions.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah. Things like this..are reasons we need company funds. to make sure we can provide for such useuful items, that might be needed at any time, without draining one persons funds to provide for them.&quot;


 * Red-Haired Elf looks over at Sszeyl from the corner with a faint O_o expression.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;If you need gold, I can loan you some.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once again, I have this odd feeling of bad things happening behind my back.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And suddenly I notice your existence. *_*

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;... speaking of magic and rapid transportation, I don't suppose any of you have mentioned my arrival to my brother yet?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Haven't seen him lately.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Sszeyl.&quot; Wave.

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

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if you could -- damn it!&quot; :\


 * Gamal-Junayd chuckles

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom shrugs, looking back to Gamal. &quot;I dunno. How would we determine, exactly, what goes into a shared company account?&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was gonna commission him for some magic items! Now if he knows it's me he'll insist on making me pay half price.&quot; :\

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think the Mace tithes any cash we make during operations.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Half? instead of what, full? &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Spending more than you have too is suddenly bad?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... how is that abad thing?&quot;

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yo y Barbie have been frequenting him often, giving him many thousands of oros, I think he can manage. :p&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is when it's your brother's livelihood. He's had less time to do that kind of work because of the whole... well, issue with you,&quot; Rhylinar says, looking over at Sszeyl. &quot;Not to mention house politics.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;... oros?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Means gold.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahh. What language?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if you REALLY want to pay full price. you could always ask someone else to go in and purchase it for you.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Actually, you probably don't have to worry about his livelihood.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Explains why I haven't heard it before. Huh, learn something new every day.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've given him pretty good business.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I know I've paid him atleast, like, twelve thousand gold before. I'm sure a few thousand of just profit after recouping costs were left over for him to eat with...&quot; |3

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if I know my brother, and I do, those profits went straight into paying the material costs for new magic items.&quot; :P

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If he has the money to eat..and chooses not to use it..I think that is his own fault. and would happen with anyt money you managed to get him to take as well.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well I did give him a checkup on my last visit. He's doing just fine. Probably only at his lady-friend's behest.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;To change the topic a little, don't suppose you all have any connections with weapon enchanters in the city?&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles.

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've given that one about a month's worth of work backlog at present, though.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes..My own blades are being done there, and the blades I used yesterday were borrowed from tehre as well.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pell mentioned an idea in his letter about a weapon designed for long-range healing, or for long-range undead destruction. Wanted to see if it was possible. Ha, though if you've given this Pearldust a month's backlog of work, I won't add more to it.&quot; |3

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;... speaking of the letter.&quot; He takes a letter out of a pouch on his belt -- the same one Sszeyl sent off to Greyspire. &quot;I was just telling these fine folks here, Sszeyl... I heard you met an old friend of mine in Thalinde.&quot;

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mind telling me what the hell happened?&quot; =w=;

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Open question, by the way.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Start with Silverthrush giving you the message to go west. I have a pretty good idea of everything up to that point.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus clucks his tongue and looks at the ceiling for a moment to ponder.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Gnogglebolt wished to help the present situation in regards to your company, and the forrested Lolth city, by forging a relation between the company and the Aureate Palm, it seemed, but moved too quick, and I don't know how it was resolved.&quot;

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;This was a bit before that part I just talked about, where we were having inner strife in our group, and it affected our professionalism.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Apparently 'that guy' is wanted all over the place in Braxton Falls.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which guy, Silverthrush or Altonor? Neither surprises me.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Which for whatever gods-forsaken reason, our anti-Drow extremist friend thinks is the best place in the country.&quot;

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

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay. Following you so far.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So, amongst other things, he got it in his head to use some local elements to help him try and sneak up on the man during trance and pilfer some scrying ties to.. I don't know -- reveal his diabolical plans or help track him for arrest or what have you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;To make a long story short, he got caught, and it turned into a skirmish. Fortunately your friend is a lot more level-headed and forgiving than our short one, and he was fine.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it set an understandably bad mood.&quot;\

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;The baron being blown up doesn't have anything to do with this skirmish, does it?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus huffs in subdued amusement.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No, that was actually just a secluded event.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd just soaks up the info. or tries to.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Dunno, is it a joke in english-speaking countries that you get hiccups when someone's badmouthing / talking about you behind your back?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Apparently some noble guy called Tathi ... something nasty and she hauled off and decided that blowing him up was the best way to handle the situation.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If you're bored, VAE, you can feel free to bring Miron in whenever you like/whenever it would make sense. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">A sneeze is more common. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I've heard sneezing before. :.

VAE:<font color="#000000">read above lia

VAE:<font color="#000000">and yes, I probably will rain on their parade at some point.


 * Gamal-Junayd thinks..we need a button in here that would allow us to shut down and block the front door. in case we didn't want visitors

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So yes. It was just a terrible, awful visit that left a sour taste in everyone's mouth.&quot; =w=;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Insulted her sexual character, Pell said. Was quite the little political fiasco. He said they're still talking.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">*talking about it in town.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;And how did you get involved in this mess, Gamal? Gotta admit, I don't know much about you beyond what the rumor mill was saying at the festival. Something about a 'desert wind style.'&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari is melting

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, before anything, Miron's prob'ly going to ask about the cultist-related operation, tracking him down, first.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and then leave to inform tom about the result.


 * Meany freezes Doktor.

VAE:<font color="#000000">That actually makes *sense* as a motive for him to go to the HQ


 * Liatai pours Hatari into a mold before putting him in the freezer.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">so ,when you are little less busy typing...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was hired by Lady Salishea (spelling?) to deal with some pirates. The Guardians were also hired at the same time. It was amutual decision to stick together after that.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wait I don't think any of us ever cured our whooping coughs. &gt;:9


 * Cadamon Gardner chuckles. &quot;I already got a lock of hair from that cultist last night. The idea bandied around here last night was a sound one, and the commander agreed. The worst that can happen is that he gets killed by his fellow cultists. The best that can happen is that he leads us to cabal after cabal.&quot; ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, you did. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Back at Max's lair.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No one caught it on the return trip, though Terri came close.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Next adventure, Terri shows up all glassy-eyed and bundled in scarves and coats. Guardians: ??? Terri: Mom made me.. &gt;8

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Works for me.Besides, what with the miserable excuse of a law here, don't think just Erythnul worship would justify a hempen necktie.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When will the operation take place?&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't suppose Altonor handed off that book to any gnomes while you were there. I'm not sure if it would sully relationships more or if it might help.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Book about gnomes?&quot; He raises his brows.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I sure as hell want to have a hand in, and I suspect Tom wouldn't frown at getting rid of slaughter cultists either.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, you left Thalinde, and you mentioned... was it Gnogglebolt wanted to call in the Palm?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Didn't hear anything about that.. ... ..then again.. my head was elsewhere.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Not wanted do.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He had just mentioned fiendish problems and I was distracted.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not really my place to talk about it. That's his redemption quest, not mine.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">He then looks over at Sszeyl... then sighs. &quot;Lay it on me. What happened.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come to think of it, I don't know how that turned out, either.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">any response from Cadamon as on when are they?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Due to dragons we arrived ahead of schedule.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I just went to the bar and didn't even see the guys on the return trip.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Pretty much the last bit of info miron needs before kicking off.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should be releasing him in the next few days.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And just in time for a thief to have stolen an artifact.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Likely tomorrow.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The whole mess stank of Drow, so the locals needed to be placated before the Palm should have arrived, but as we were early, it only made the situation worse.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know about the Rilynasek business. Resolved without too much bloodshed, I hope.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tomorrow, huh? Better tell Tom.. hell, some of the other folks might want to join in, like when hunting Sarganos.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, I might get all of them in the HQ if I hurry.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Pell navigated them away, and Gnogglebolt was verbally beaten about the head, yes.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;I meant the Rilynasek business.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*snaps off a salute.* &quot;Forward step and without fear Walk faithful of LADUGUER!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Grinning, the inquisitor departs, and sets off to the Guardian HQ

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;What was the final end of that? Pell wasn't clear.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tell me when he arrives, Lia

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I was not informed, but the cursed object was either returned or destroyed, and the thief carted off as far as I know.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;... he also said that Altonor did something that made you swear to punch him in the face next time you met.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Undercommon: (&quot;He made the anti-drow extremist aware of the existence of ghost spiders.&quot;)

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;So. I'll ask the gnome himself about what happened with the Palm. So what happened to spook Silverthrush back here a few days ago? Just shooting the messenger?&quot; A wry grin.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Miron is implacable, and unable to display self-control.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Maximum harsh.

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Offhandedly, he signs in DSL. &quot;(That's the one who shook me about the shoulders at the festival, right?)&quot;

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;A few days ago, he said he showed up here to check in and got summarily dismissed by you, Thomas.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a spooky manner, he put it. What happened?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.&quot; He actually looks faintly amused, but seems to be trying to take the matter seriously.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;After the whole slew of fiascos in Thalinde the first time - exacerbating the fact that we were all stressed out in the first place, and getting worse - and somewhat compounded by events in following days..&quot; He chooses to leave it at that rather than recount every last grisly detail of the journey. &quot;..I swore at some point that I was going to punch him in the face when I saw him next.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Of course.. I was just in a foul mood when I said that. So when I did see him, I quickly reconsidered and settled with letting him step out.&quot; ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Miron can start arriving soon.


 * Red-Haired Elf pinches the bridge of his nose, bowing his head a little to hide his expression with hand and hat. &quot;Hooboy.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not the greatest operation ever.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 13 + 10 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sense Motive...

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 12 + 19 = 31&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Nice try, ninja girl.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Bah! &gt;:\

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I lied. We made like three hundred grand. It was the greatest operation ever.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh you were sensing on him.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Who's hiding their expression, Tom? :P

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll say. And here I thought this was going to be a nice smooth introduction.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I would say for the most part we're slightly worse off than before we started.&quot; =w=;

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

Miron:''<font color="#000000">This will be bloody fun if it works out... and even if it doesn't. Unless the fuck is faking incompetence and trying to prank the lot of us. But eh, if we can't get an image, half a dozen inquisitors will go after him within five minutes. Don't be an ass, Steelsprocket, this'll work out. ''<font color="#000000">Whistling, the inquisitor approaches the Vigilant Guardians' HQ.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;'Bless you Saint Cuthbert, Violet!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seen Tom around?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Listen Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 16 + 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hopefully for the better. On the bright side, the Rilynasek didn't kill anybody I've heard about.&quot; He slowly shakes his head a few time before releasing his face and looking back up at the group. &quot;Well, one thing's for sure, Silverthrush's tenure as a liaison with your group's about up. But if you're going to shoot the messenger about this, you might as well blame me. I asked him to hand off that letter to you in the first place.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think..we may have gnomish company soon.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I hear Miron approaching.&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; He's inside, I believe. &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ehn. S'alright. Miron was pretty much hellbent on jailing him, too.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 8 + 12 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen..

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks! Working hard since the morning, all of ya, eh?&quot; *laugh*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No hard feelings, if you see him. It was.. you know. An unfortunate journey.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*beats on the door* &quot;Hey Tom! Good news!&quot;

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;If by 'about to,' you mean he's in the lobby...&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 6 + 20 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Hide. Unobtrusive go!

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Behind the door, quiet. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">*push door apart*

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 2 + 3 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot.

Miron:<font color="#000000">NOPE.gif

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Miron hangs his coat on Rhylinar.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I could so see that happening. XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guess what. Remember that Moron of Slaughter we caught, and your plan?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not gonna happen. Miron's tattered overcoat is the Mantle of Second Chances

VAE:<font color="#000000">He all but sleeps in it.


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles weakly. &quot;Well, it was never the plan to catch any real cultists. But, the scrying part?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cadamon told me the whole thing's been OK'd by Ashmore. Likely gonna happen tomorrow.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, well, well. Looks like some impromptu work might just be cropping up this week after all.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd chuckles at the coat on rhy,

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, right.&quot; Tom looks at the others.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You might want to get the guardians on the job too, unless Miss Tathi is too self-righteous to catch heretics for us now.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Shhhhh. =3=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">oh misread it didn't happen

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A real Erythnulian cultist stopped by my joke-sermon and got caught in our obvious joke-snared altar booth.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What cultist is this?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've decided to let him go. And watch where the idiot goes.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, if it works out, we're gonna be hunting big game, or at least get a bit of a laugh. Remember, scrying puts sound through, too.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone that stupid..you really think he'll know anything?&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I really think he's either a murderer or knows murderers. So we'll find out.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, unless the guy's just fucking with us, and making himself look dumb to pull a prank. But in that case, we'll need to catch him again when it blows, and every hand's good.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal, murder doesn't take a lot of wit. Even the dullest of men can commit it.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">He says with the drow with assassin training hiding right beside him. =3=

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">STEALTH AND EXPERTISE AR DUMB, M I RITE

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which is one of the things with erythnul cults. They are pretty plain about eighty percent of the time. fifteen percent, they are so stupid they become ingenious, and the remaining one in twenty, they are smart and catch you by surprise.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, If he's a muderer, I'll be willing to help catch him again. One of my blades is to be done in a few days, the other one after that. Would make catchign him simpler.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He isn't a problem. He's a small fry. Probably just gets off on hurting people.&quot; Thomas frowns sternly for a moment. &quot;..But if he does have the support of a cell of those people, then it's far too valuable an opportunity to squander.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yah. Tom's got it right. That's why we're doing it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Who knows. Might even give us a lead on our mysterious blackskull vampire head.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Erythnul cults are sick places, believe me. Sooner his colleagues get a hempen necktie on the crown's budget, the better.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose we'll find out.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 14 + 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; untrained Knowlegde. What is this Eriffnul of which you speak

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Erythnul is the god of simple campaign plothooks -- *bricked*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Doubt so, Tom. I have yet to see anyone wanting to use Slaughterscum as anything besides a distraction.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Slaughter god? Easy. It should be fun. I will help if you need.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not really. They are one of the sickest enemies ever when played right. No real motive asides from getting off on killing. Damn hard to track, due to the inherent randomness coming from not caring about prey.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Much appreciated. It could turn out that we end up needing someone with just your talents.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep, Swallowtail, You might well be asked to track him from a distance.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean.. someone of your skill can disappear in plain daylight... the Leaden Mace always has a use of such people.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd chuckles about people disapearing in plain sight


 * Thomas Lazarus shakes his head slightly. &quot;Still going to be on about recruiting Terri now?&quot; He smirks.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Recruiting Terri? isn't she a bit...young?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I doubt an idiot like him will check magically. He'll think he's alone... with you, lurking in the shadows a few metres off. And if the operation messes up somehow, you'll be able to take him down quick before any fuckery can happen.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;To slaughter is simple. To kill efficiently and with honor takes skill. It would be a challenge test.&quot; Swallowtail nods.


 * Edaric looks over at Swallowtail with a raaaaaised eyebrow.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Terri will one day make a brilliant inquisitor. She's determined, inquisitive, and has a knack for appearing less than she really is.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If they dont have skill.wouldn't be much of a challenge or a test.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can see her training under, say Robin.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Plenty of us can chain-cast scrying to keep an eye on the guy remotely. We'll just need someone or two tailing him to make sure he doesn't prove again how wildly stupid he is by immediately swerving into the first unlocked house he sees.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">I will not snicker about the hiding in plain sight and meters away in the shadows bits. But I will allow myself a smirk. |3 *brick'd*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have to wonder how someone like that even found the cult to begin with.&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I assume they find their members, not vice-versa. The work of his clerics.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did he just slam open every door he passed yelling 'I WAS WONDERING IF THIS WAS A TEMPLE OF THE GOD OF SLAUGHTER?'&quot; :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep.At the very least, I, Cadamon and the Commander will be at the job.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus snorts.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. True. But just picture it.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. He might have actually done that, yeah.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't think so, but I think he did bother several butchers.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;ARE YOU A PRIEST OF SLAUGHTER, SIR?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;YES! THESE ARE THE SAUSAGES OF SLAUGHTER, AND THE PORK RACK IS EXTRA MURDEROUS!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hahaha!&quot; XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's funny.. the entire time we were running that gag?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our prices are so low, they're killer!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Meat is murder! Murder is meat!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I kept fearing some furious widow or mother or something would storm up and tell me off for blaspheming or.. I don't know. Making light of a real cabal of murderers, that have stolen real souls away from this world.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...Instead we catch one.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Barbie, are you not a butcher?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm increasingly sure this was a divine prank.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Oh yeah. I should buy some animals.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I wonder if my ring could clean up all that blood....&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, it was Olidammara's day.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No worries, Tom. I have lost a good few comrades to scum like that.. hell, Flint joined us because his fellows got murdered by a Nerullian.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think you would still need to throw the offal and blood out. You'll break the ring trying to get it to vanish away a hundred pounds of guts and gore in a short while.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;...Which is why I only wondered about the blood.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The gore is something you sell!&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The stuff in the intestines is used for fertilizer. (|3&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess I've only gutted fish and don't know butchery.&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But we're the ones keeping human shit like that off the streets, and blaspheming against the dark gods? Hell yes! Besides imagine what a genuine Vecnan would have thought seeing Anise in that black robe trying to look all mysterious and serene.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And the organs make nice dishes if you cook em right.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I kind of want to draw Anise the Vecnan now. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We hunt scum like them fifty nine weeks a year, we might as well take the piss out of them for one.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">With the slasher/Tomiko smile and all. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You haven't seen a real butchering then. :P You'll need to watch me do it.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I assume the animal shall be dead when you do this?&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;We don't do live butcherings. |3&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">...Then he whistfully sighs.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Not anymore.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Barbie is right. Up in Kemmer, we made a good bunch of foods with goat, sheep and fowl innards, too.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... it occurs to me once again how very weird we all are.&quot; :B

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Welcome to the freakshow!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Also, we need to get Gamal to make haggis.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And turducken.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like.. you can wash the intestines, stuff them with a mix of spiced boiled potato and fried onion, and then bake it over fire. Almost as good as meat.&quot;

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... But nothing happened.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ugh. Haggis.&quot; =w=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Java used Error!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... But nothing happened.

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


 * Liatai is brick'd.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">lia you go tit before me

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">you also got tit, but that's aside the point.


 * VAE brick'd hard

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But that's aside. Should have joined us on the pub crawl, Tom. We went full costume.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Counting the ones in the backyard, four! *brick'd again*

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Liatai has cattle?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">*ALL OF THE BRICKS*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nah, tufted titmice. :B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">That is the ultimate double entendre.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That had to have been a hoot. What'd you go as, Miron?&quot; :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...how long before your going to need us ready to strike? And do we need to be anywhere? or just available on a moments notice?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! A priest of Laduguer!&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Duergar god of toil.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ohhhhh.&quot; :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know how Gnogglebolt always accuses me of being a dwarf?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Put on the burned robe from that fight with the abishai and his hellhounds, half a broken arrow around the neck, second on a string in hand, and a frown like this&quot; *does a commisar Fuklaw face*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Haha, that'll do it!&quot; XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Standing idle, looking queer What you need is LADUGUER! In his name we mine the ore Toil all day then toil some more Drudgery is what we love digging gold for lolth-damn drow If you say that isn't fair 's coz you don't know LADUGUER!&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;But what about Gamal's question?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">blah, formatting fucked up

VAE:<font color="#000000">when copying the first bit of the poem

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Actually the duergar and drow were enemies for centuries -- oh right, still being part of the wall. &gt;.&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A few dwarves even threw me a few coins.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Why did the conversation of Anise with slasher/Tomi smile compel me to token this... =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What did you ask again, Gamal?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Where is that? XD


 * VAE can't resolve the pic

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Her regular token on the worldmap.

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... is that an evil Miku clone? :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">don't think so

VAE:<font color="#000000">that one lacked a lower jaw

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl cooly regards the wallman.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...how long before your going to need us ready to strike? And do we need to be anywhere? or just available on a moments notice?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">DSL (&quot;Since you are here, I imagine Tebryn is here as well?&quot;) All going on literally over Miron's head.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">I'm behind the door from where you are. You have X-ray vision?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Available at moment's notice, with the rest of us. And if nothing fucks up, we'll do it tomorrow.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I know you're there.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">I can't see you, though -- ah, unless you move there.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heh, Sszeyl

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl'


 * Red-Haired Elf makes a subtle motion in the shadows; a single word in DSL. &quot;(Wait.)&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl's looking eager, stepping side to side. Don't worry, I can't wait, either.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">fuck, was killing a mosquito

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I'm sorry, what?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I kinda tuned out everything you said since you came in.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Tom, question real quick. Are your supplies of diamond dust up to snuff?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Worrying about how long it'll take me to dig twenty ponds for my fish.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why do you need twenty ponds for fish?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You walking around the room, rubbing your hands together. Hell, I know an eager man when I see one.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Death cultists can get someone kinda nervous, and all.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I want to have fish available year round, and the pond I have already is too small.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Decently stocked, yeah. A bit less than before.. but still enough to perform a full raising. Or a handful of revivifications.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, that's good.&quot; :3 &quot;Do you need any extra to get it up to full stock again?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Okay it is now completely dark in here and still over 80 inside fuck July

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I still have some gold left over from Resca. -- Oh, while I'm thinking about it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah, you and your problems, Sszeyl. Fish ponds.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mm, well, truth be told, it would be better to just get the necessary spells in scroll format, I think. Was just talking to Gamal about that.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal, would you object to training me a little, if you have the time? I'm looking to trade this --&quot; He taps the rapier at his side. &quot;-- in for a longsword, but I haven't used one in a long time.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..If it's a scroll, someone could have it used on, say, me.&quot; He smiles nervously. ^^;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, when I get time next, I'll have to look that prayer.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Brother Miron should be able to read any spells I can cast.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can, yeah. Hell!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can write bloody scrolls.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just hasn't needed to do ever since moving here south .. the supply's quite better here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Why would you write scrolls so that they are covered in blood?&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure. I'm offering training and practice to any guardian who wants it.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's cooler outside than it is inside. Slightly.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! Half of an archivist's work up north was scribing down scrolls of the spells you know just so we had a cache.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks. I'd just like to get some practice before taking it into a life-or-death scenario.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You can NEVER be prepared enough ,and if the next major city is a few dozen miles away, you need such measures.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Remember, we

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're not just any two-bit hurrah mercenaries, but the Leaden Mace.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Mace is almost my age, and the Templars of Saint Cuthbert who we originate from existed for centuries.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus lazily casts a glance over at Rhylinar for a moment. =w=;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is two-bit?&quot;

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Sub-par.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know, rag-tag, two-bit, a shoddy lot a bucket for a copper.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Still standing still and being invisible.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">He doesn't seem all that bothered. More like interested and amused. |3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I do not understand what any of those mean.&quot; =3=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not worth a shovel of shit.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well. Scrolls of this power are going to run a little more expensive than I'd like to burden present working company with. As long as we're in the middle of a city, may as well buy.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to Swallowtail and smirks.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you.&quot; =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">This was just hillarious

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">She doesn't understand sub-par? :V

Primera:<font color="#A14D7F">SHE NEEDS TO PLAY SOME GOLF.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It was probably like a cockney person going through trying to explain what something means.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And so the cat invented golf.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I do not see the point of hitting balls long distances into gopher holes. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Using one dozen equally bizarre and unintelligable phrases.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And rich assholes the world over rejoiced.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, carry on. :3

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">We must add fire to golf somehow.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Lots of fire.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I played fire golf before.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Except it was called Bomberman.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Good times

VAE:<font color="#000000">And Dyna Blaster

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, as for the cockney thing, yeah. That's one of the things about Miron - he has a fun language that digs up a lot of random proverbs and phrases.

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

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">With handgrenades.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's even more like Bomberman. :B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">While on fire.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Dyna Blaster was first

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Now it's just Team Fortress.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Which reminds me.

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh, TF2 is a surprising lot of fun when played on a map where I don't get lost.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">VAE, I found a backburner today!

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">i had one for ages from achievements

VAE:<font color="#000000">I love it

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I can see why.


 * VAE douses enemies in holy promethium

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I'm using it in training missions.

VAE:<font color="#000000">IN THE NAME OF THE GOD-EMPEROR! THE HERETIC SHALL BURN!

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And forced the REDs into a Great Wall of China equivalent formation.

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. The thing deals crits when used on someone's back

VAE:<font color="#000000">great against heavies

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">and very overpowered vs medics. oh hey I'm dead. just about no warning

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Most pyros burn spies they've found.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But yeah. I'm going to look the ressurective spells up once I got a bit of free time next. There were a few other areas of study that took priority.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Me? I air-blast them into the sky/corners.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And just freak them out.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I killed spy with a saw today

VAE:<font color="#000000">he decloaked in front of me, and failed to stab me twice

VAE:<font color="#000000">then realised his mistake

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I played an offensive engineer.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And a sniper who didn't suck too much.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">i play either pyro or medic

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Engie, Demoman, and Spy are my best.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I tried soldier and sniper, sucked at it, and i think did almost OK with engineer, but whateve

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Such as they are.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything else of intrest going on?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Oh god.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I'm remembering my sapping of Hatari's sentry.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Really just this, but isn't it awesome. A step forward to purging this city of the scum that hangs on it like fleas on a wild dog.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">CANNOT RUN FAST ENOUGH OH NO-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Nothing really on my agenda for the next few days. Or, not until just now.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari plays everything but sniper/scout. But all other classes play time combined is still 1/3rd of Engineer play time and high score. 30 points in one round.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Back, with tea. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">same with me and pyro

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh thomas, I do need to get another item enchanted, and as it's not arms and armor, Ed said I should talk to you about directions to ebonwood.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">maybe medic's coming anywhere near

VAE:<font color="#000000">but maybe a tenth of the time

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">36 points in one round with Demoman.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I just looked at the game

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I was so lucky not to die horribly.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And that they were bots.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">the n00bs on Harvest today were worse than bots

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, yeah. I got my hastey boots from him. He has a good selection and takes commissions.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ebonwood.. is that the drow?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or am I thinking of the wrong name?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know, the one that wrack'd Sszeyl while I was sick.&quot;

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

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

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why did I think drow, anyways? Meh, every fucking half-elf or elf turns into one these days.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">0-83

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cal'tel - drow. Pellan'zyne, drow. That redhead fuck that was following me around the city - drow. Hell, what's next, a drow popping up from below the fucking sofa?&quot;


 * Edaric is trying very hard not to laugh.

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll show you out to the Ebonwood if you've time, Gamal.&quot; =w=

TMG:<font color="#000000">and I return, amazingly enough. lemme guess, plotz over?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">ooh, actually looks like stuff is still happening...

VAE:<font color="#000000">a bit of plot for the future

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ohhh. &quot;Plotz&quot; right. ;P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well. Rhylinar is still hiding behind the door. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dont think theres room behind the sofa's. the tables perhaps, but not the sofa's&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">So help me if you say behind the doors and he looks, and you force me to hide on the ceiling, I'm going to knife you nonlethally again. =3=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm.. I should oay a visit too. Hell, remember when I didn't know what to do with money? After the last job with the pirates, I got six times as much even after tithes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. I could help you pick out gear, if you really want. It seems like gold evaporates into dust when it hits my palms.&quot; ^^;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm pretty much drained as well. Even the little I made after the fights in the ring, I plan on using at Ebonwood.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know - A fuck was trying to provoke me once by telling how inquisitors travel together in pairs because one can read and one can write.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This .. we're kinda like that. One can earn and the second can spend.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus scoffs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Well I did keep getting scolded for trying to give out free temple services ... =w=;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! Didn't tell me that one, Tom!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Thomas suddenly finds a brick of gold equal to 1k gold pieces, with two smaller bricks each equal to 100 gold pieces on his legs.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">The couch goes diagonal from the weight.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">+Dosh

VAE:<font color="#000000">as an aside, it'd have been funny if they kept provoking him ,and Miron used True Sight to prove there are no drow inside, as a joke

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

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would break Miron as a functional character.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would be like, &quot;NEVER AGAIN!!!1!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Am I suddenly not a drow?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Meh, when has he been a functional character last.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am sorry but today is fucking disgusting

VAE:<font color="#000000">I believe ya.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Need to duck out?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am going to take a shower and hide upstairs in the AC room.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Weather liek that sucks

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is okay. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Even though there's nothing in there.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am just desperate.

VAE:<font color="#000000">There's AC in there.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The most important thing apparently

VAE:<font color="#000000">As an aside, derailing the scene, and no *real* reason to suspect anything is why I mentioned it OOC


 * Gamal-Junayd is glad about one thing...texas always has AC, we couldn't live here in the summer without decent AC

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Like, he's well masked, and everyone else is not acting blatantly stupid, and there's no precedent for such intrusions

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I'm so glad if I ever move it will be to Chicago.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Right next to a lake.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">It has to be -freezing.-

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I was in Chicago once.

VAE:<font color="#000000">anyways, I suppose if Hatari wants to go, we might as well pack it up

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">For five minutes to board another plane.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There were like 50 homeless people I saw in those minutes.

GM:<font color="#000000">Well, we might as well nom, at least. :3

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Rhylinar

VAE:<font color="#000000">that was just awesome

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also nomming Anise for the eavesdrop fiasco

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Ed for Strummy and Milkshakes.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Chaotic Awesomefacing behind the door.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Calrach for Band sequence.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and yeah

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Gamal for No more Dance Dance Revolution.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Calrach for akellon discovers synthpop

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I don't know what I did this session

VAE:<font color="#000000">Meh, you did fun things

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I spent the entire run being miserable

VAE:<font color="#000000">The recounting of the Thalinde fiasco had me in stitches

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nommed for that

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay! FInally read up.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And--

TMG:''<font color="#000000">oh don't tell me you're ending now. Dx ''

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hatari is too hot

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry? ^^;;;;;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">but if Gnogglebolt wants to chat with the rest of folk.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean, he wanted to deal with Miron before

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">and to think, ghost is less than 20 mins out hehe

TMG:<font color="#000000">I was just about to bring Gnogglebolt back in! Dx

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's fine, go ahead. I'll keep cataloguing noms. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">and besides, it'd give Rhylinar an opportunity to GTFO

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">GTFO? Why would I GTFO? This is fascinating. 83

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hatari; you really need to get one of those fans-on-a-stand and just set it up right next to you. -3-

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Doesn't work when the air gets too hot

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Thomas for looking to borrow money..again. Sszeyel for hello? I'm there Miron for lets hunt a slaughter cult!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's blowing 85 degree air at me.

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's what I've been doing--oh, wow. O.o

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You don't understand.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So California is not the hottest summer IMPOSSIBRU. :B


 * VAE does understand. My region, one summer abotu four years ago, had temperatures on par with Turkey

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">five maybe

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I have a ceiling fan, a stand-alone fan, in just boxers, with a crap AC running and now all the windows open, and I am fucking drenched in sweat anyways at night.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">tech, trust me, you dont know waht it's like to be in heat like that, specially humid ones, unless your in it

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">california is known as having some of the mildest summers in the country

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; oh good lord. o.o

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Texas!

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt can have roll a Spot check if he wants when he enters. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Might as well enter with a bang.


 * Dr. Hatari goes afk to find shelter.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Everyone in the common room hears a muffled thmpf as the building shakes once.


 * Gamal-Junayd stands

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;-The fuck?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are we under attack?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Which is quickly followed by a &quot;Son of a broken sprocket!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And the door to the workshop bursts open, admitting a plume of smoke as Gnogglebolt stumbles in, waving his arms and couging.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that what happens two months after &quot;Fucking sprockets!&quot; *laugh*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two months? Sprockets must breed fast. are they dangerous?&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; I'll get the mop. &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Er, thank you, miss Vesav.&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Are water and sand needed as well? &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sprockets breed like rats. Anyone with a workshop can tell you that.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's more and more of them on the floor every day.&quot;:

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, just a burst. Nothing's on fire.&quot; Gnogglebolt says as his face is blacked win soot.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do we need to go and hunt them down? Do we have an infestation of them?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;it's like mixing vessels for alchemists.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Think Lidda's face on the PHB image for Use Magic Device mishap.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Half-full, and dirty ones.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And Gnogglebolt comes wandering into the common room sporting his soot-blasted face.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure we have, they infested even my fucking name!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well that was an interesting experiment.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And a spot check: &#171; &#160;1d20 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the hell happened? You look like shit on by an ash rat.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;You were named after them? Point the way and I'll do my best to help clear out the infestation.&quot; he draws his blades. sometimes no clue about tech is bad...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is it to do with that abomination on your shoulder?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I before e.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;On an unrelated note, I think I'm nearing perfection of a new explosive reactive delivery system.&quot; (I actually do have a device in mind here. ;) )

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just need to work on the targeting discrimination. Or, failing that, making sure it doesn't arm until after the area has been cleared...anyway.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How's everyone else?&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Ooh, actually...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No way, Gamal. Steelsprocket has anything to do with them? Gods forbid! Everyone knows I'm named after the fabled metallic plains of Steelspr, and the Ocket castle.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">... two questions. (a) What the hell is that, and (b) does it have scent. =3=;;;;;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">If it does, SHAZAM.

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Nope. -3-

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Everything and everyone in the room is rendered scentless.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The delivery part needs work - if you were aiming in front of ya, the shot actually went backwards, which is a real feat&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah. Interesting. Is Ocket your family residence then?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who said it was shot?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You can't do that with a bow, hell, even *I* don't, and I couldn't shoot myself out of a wet paper bag.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, your last invention was, wasn't it?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The pipe thing that shoots metal bits.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And how does that have any bearing on future inventions? Let's this say this one is a little more...ambulatory.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, an ambulatory pipe shooting things? That's not a good idea. What if it gets scared or somesuch?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Which reminds me.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Where are your minions going to coem from, Gnogglebolt? |3&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, animating items is heavy-duty magic.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Me and that Goblin guy are waiting for our new limbs~&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*turns to Gamal* &quot;Ocket is where I live with my drowish fiancee, raising spiders.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! That. No, I've not forgotten about that. And I expect my apprentices will be filtering from around Castleton in the next few weeks. I gave some posters to some travelling bards and told them to slap them up wherever they went.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl takes a small spider from the couch and puts it in Miron's hair.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Dex check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Improvised sleight of hand...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Reflex save!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Haha, no.

Miron:<font color="#000000">It lands on his glasses.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;YARGH!&quot; *shakes it off*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think...yoiu just played your hand. That one was a bit far too obvious, as I've seen how you react to drows...leading me to believe you've been leading me on. Leaving me with one question..what IS a sprocket then?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt jumps away from the flailing gnome.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tiamat'

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tiamat's three arses! Where the fuck did you dig that out!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;They're everywhere.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, a sprocket's a little mechanical piece. Used with chains to transmit motion.&quot; Gnogglebolt pulls out one such example from his pocket.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You need to have this place fumigated.Good ol&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good ol' sulphur.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then how would it havea bastard son?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Shazam!

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Miron smells like rotten eggs.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure Gnogglebolt's workshop is completely pest-free if that's the case.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... unless it's got firebugs.&quot; ;.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal.. don't tell me you actually swallowed that whole.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I was just cursing in general, Gamal.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Actually.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;For Cudgel's sake... that moron of slaughter wouldn't do that.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">SHAZAM.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Miron's got CHUMP written along his robe's back/shoulder area, written in rainbow spiderwebs.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Let's see how long he notices.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had no clue what a sproket was. I dont deal with such devices like shankfang and gnogglebolt do. I prefer simple things, like cooking, dancing, or fighting.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">'Barbarus. You do that once more, I'm going to tear that ring off and stuff it deep enough into your arse that your gut turns pink.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;My gut -is- pink.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">(referring to the smell of course.)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not the sort of pink it will be, mark my word.:&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rolls his eyes.

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">You know those eye-woobly things?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, unless anyone needs anything, or if anyone's going anywhere, I think I'll get back to work...&quot; and where, precicely, is red-haired elf hiding again? On the ceiling?

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">That you can put on stuff, and gravity will let the pupil go around and stuff?

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Behind the dor.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, you got to march with the times, Gamal. I'm an inquisitor who doesn't understand any tech more complex than a fucking wheelbarrow, but even I know what a fucking sprocket is.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">*door

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Gnogglebolt's covered in those.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#A14D7F">Yes.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What red haired elf hiding where?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Oh, that wasn't said

TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Miron, nobody said anything about a red-haired elf, no quotation marks. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">that was not said aloud

VAE:<font color="#000000">it was PAST the quotes

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">yeah, there ya go

Liatai:<font color="#000000">S'okay.

VAE:<font color="#000000">;ook, it's half five

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Such things are used more in the city..and less in the desert.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">AM, that is.

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, behind the door, well...another spot check for Gnogglebolt turning around? :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The DC is 26.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">well nevermind that then, Gnogglebolt has 0 modifier. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why don't you stick around. Might as well relax a bit.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some people here.. babbling about nonsense half the time.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Can't even make that on a twenty, skillchecks don't auto-succeed on twenties

TMG:<font color="#000000">...but I have genius semi-meta idea. &gt;:3

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

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

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

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

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


 * VAE raises middle finger at ghost

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a spectral one! :D

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Lia approved, so--ohey, look who it is

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're on Tinker Workshop and VG HQ.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">hey bugger!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Railock told me to leave Watcher there. :B

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">What a way to come home. Apparently, our roommate left the place in less than emaculate condition, so my OCD dad is flipping the f out. Pardon me while I lock my door. I could care less about his girlfriend coming over. XP

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">emaculate isn't a word

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">ASEXUAL SON DOES NOT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR BOW CHIKA CHIKA BOW WOW DAD.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Emasculate is. *brick'd*

VAE:<font color="#000000">emasculate is what you want to do to your friend

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Shutup vae. English isn't a language.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ghost asexual

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">That was best joke ever

VAE:<font color="#000000">Unless asexual means &quot;doesn't get laid&quot; now

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So here's a quick rundown for you. :3

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Ghost isn't lisky.

VAE:<font color="#000000">in that case, everyone's asexual here.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It's true. I only mimic sexual tendacies so I don't come off as a robot to the sex-starved population.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">So much as you want to believe.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Meany, compared to lisky, catholic priests appear asexual

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">pfft. dont lump us all in with you

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's Damarron 7th, Rhylinar in disguise has come over to talk and hid behind the door when Miron arrived. He's been there for... at least an hour or two in IRL time. :B There's been lots of talk.

VAE:<font color="#000000">you know m the ones that make it to the TV news

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi and Aelian have been assumed to be at SEEDS.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">For the last time.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Zanfib isn't a real saint.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">The Catholics don't have a saint of porn.

VAE:<font color="#000000">They don't need one

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Stop asssuming they have sexy parties.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Of course they do, the saint of porn is just shoved under the bed when anyone comes over. *BRICK'D*

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Getting back IC.

VAE:<font color="#000000">haha. That's what the Vatican is all about. They launched a party ,about a millenium and half ago, then everyone was too hung over to leave.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt goes to leave the common room and head back to the workshop, and as he does so, on common habbit, he closes the door behind him. Inadvertently depriving someone of their hiding place. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait a bit, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">... crap. &gt;.&gt; &#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 16 + 20 = 36&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Hide, &#171;  &#160;1d20+21 = 9 + 21 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Move Silently...

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Okay, getting in gear.


 * Dr. Hatari just got out of shower. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a bit of Mace work coming up, I told the rest of'em, already.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whu-yeah?&quot; Gnogglebolt whips around and pushes the door back open...and it slips out of his hand, slamming open against the wall.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">The thief quickly uses the table as a stepstool and jumps up to the ceiling, hiding there. Once stable, -1 potion of Spider Climb. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Or rather, against something blocking the wall that will probably make a not-wall noise. :B

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Long story short, we caught an idiot cultist of slaughter, and we want to use him to track down the rest of them.&quot;

Tathi:''<font color="#0000FF">Pop pop pop! ''<font color="#0000FF"> And the Tathi-gang is on the scene. Defcon level climbing...

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Don't forget to move that Dorf, if he's not too hung over from the festival yesterday. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I, Cadamon and the commander will be doing the scrying, to see where he goes. But especially if we find their nest, we'll need to clean them out quick.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hello Violet!&quot; Tathi calls as she comes in the door. &quot;Anything interesting happen today?&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; The current explosion count is one. &quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Well hells, that's the great thing about rhinos. They keep plodding along, even if the rider has passed out. XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal and Swallowtail had agreed to help already, but who knows what'll happen.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Although I was hoping to have Dorf visit. Oh well. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Huh. Well, I'm all for that--if I'm not engaged with something else.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Now I need to figure his new land speed.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Prob'ly tomorrow.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hey, bring him in! :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Space marine Rhino?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nothing's stopping the dorf. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Knock knock bang bang och!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hm?&quot; Aelian mutters, turning around and opening the door.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, since spot checks and clever gambits failed, I hope that somehow the red-haired elf is going to make contact with Gnogglebolt before this night is over. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hullo!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I do not want to miss this plot-relevant interaction. Especially aftering getting yanked around at literally the -worst- possible times today. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's the tall man standing there? Follower of Laduguer!&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd sees tathi...and thinks of an idea

VAE:<font color="#000000">But i'll laugh if the dorf says &quot;I heard two shitfaced inquisitors in Thalinde, and I kinda tracked you down based on that.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">sorry, putting out fires. :(

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh Miron...you remember that red haired elf that challenged me int eh ring yesterday? He stopped by earlier to get his coat. He was very civil. Even asked for recomendations about places to get enchantments for weaponry...we recomended the pearldust. pawnshop...he left just before you got here&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Trying to remember... did anyone but Miron and Thomas meet Dorf? XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">also Ghost, should have said your arse will be out for the week. I told railock to relay a bunch of insults already.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">nope just those two

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did he? Fuck him!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Civil my arse. He was snooping on me when I was in the city ... er, investigating.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, he didn't say when he was going to the pearldust..maybe you could stake it out see if he shows up there today if he hasnt already?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And a fucking drow, too. And dares to march in the same bloody revealed disguise.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;He just wanted his coat.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pearldust, isn't that the Torises' shop?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know. .. if the fucking drow wants to try robbing a family of dragons, I won't stand in his way.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When on patrol tonight, i'll just look out for the fireworks.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I doubt he's going to rob them, he was looking for someone to enchant a weapon idea he had.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;This th' Vigilant Guardians, aye? Thare a pelor cleric 'n' a Cuthbert fellow here?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Pelor and St. Cuthbert.. You must mean Thomas and Miron? I can't say. We just got here as well.&quot;

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

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


 * Red-Haired Elf braces against the walls and just chills in the ceiling shadows.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What? Dinnae ye elves aye see 'n' hear everything?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">If this is a real character, I'll nominate you through the FUCKING ROOF

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt peeks through the workshop door as he hears incoming.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi smirks. &quot;Aren't you dwarves always carrying a mug and axe?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, hello Tathi.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">dorf was originally the plot hook npc for ghosts dorf fortress campaign

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...hello, sir dwarf? What brings you here?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No more than you alves always carry a wooden dick up your arse to maintain proper level of stuffy.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No need to be rude to guests.&quot;

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*walks across the door.*

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">The dwarf grins through his beard. &quot;I'm oan break.&quot; He says, and then looks to Gnogglebolt. &quot;Och, noo here's a gnome! be ye th' Akellon or Mazio?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You seem to be looking for someone?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mazio, actually.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well here's yin ah wis hoping tae fin'! Where's yer twa times tae lanky friend?&quot; He says to Miron.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh look, Miron's becomming acquinted with his true breed.&quot; Tathi comments, smirking as she walks off.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tom is... Wait, where do ya bugger know me from?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And fuck you very much ,Tathi.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Lo everyone. Everything is calm here?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Calm as they ever are.&quot; :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hells mon. Howfur muckle did ye dram? Nae enough, parntly, if ye dinnae recall me! Twas ye 'n' that lanky yin, yammering oan aboot demons 'n' th' like.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">In dwarven. Don't mind her -she's stupid and stuck up, but a good mage otherwise 

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Also in dwarven; &quot;(Now now, Miron, that's not a very nice thing to say.)&quot; Teasingly.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait.. something.. hell, where did you meet us? What town? And how did you find us here?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... that accent sounds familiar.&quot; :.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Player's memory only recalls a tavern. THE ONLY IMPORTANT DETAIL DURNIT. :P

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;For some reason it makes me think of rhinos.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Back in dwarven: &quot;The ears are apparent enough friend.&quot; He says with a grin.

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

Miron:'''<font color="#000000">I say nice things about nice people. From that, she and her father are further than arse is from nose. '''

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Twas Thalinde, a while back. Ye 'n' th' sunny yin wur in th' tavern, baby-sitting yer drinks.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just rolls his eyes again and returns to the common room.

Miron:'''<font color="#000000">True enough. By the ears, you can know an ass and an elf '''<font color="#000000">*laugh*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">And before I forget, yes VAE, this is a real character. The DMPC from Dorf Fortress. XP

Miron:<font color="#000000">Bothe equally stubborn 

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Door is shut behind him, of course.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...I also realize I've been a little out of touch with things over the last few days.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Aw. But I was learning some fun Dwarven! =3= *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything happen that I should know about?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thalinde.. hell, we were there a couple times. But still.. who are you, and how did you find us?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">with the door shut..&quot;Why don't we all move up onto the roof? Theres someone who wants to talk to you gnoggle, but Best if Miron doesnt come abck in while he does. wants to talk to Tathi as well.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;The dwarf out front? I don't know him. Moradin's most faithful, by his armor.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks.

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Since I knew what corner he was in, can I still seee him up on the wall or do I have to roll for it?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt starts heading for the stairs.


 * Tathi has been waiting for a call for a spot check too. :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">*cast Detect Magic on the dorf* &quot;Sorry, but gotta check. I have met far too many disguised drow these days.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hells, ye didnae dram enough at a'! A'm Dorf Aias, 'n' in trial ye'r aye a bawherr blootert, thir's a sign ootdoors saying this is yer headquarters!&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">You just know he's not behind the door anymore. Go ahead, roll Spot checks. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">He just shrugs. Depending on what level the great DM deems this dwarf to be, his equipment likely lights up, but he does not.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 12 + 0 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 16 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 19&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Spot!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 12 + 13 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot

Red-Haired Elf: <font color="#000000">Honestly I'm just amazed the hounds haven't gotten antsy and smelled me yet. =3= <font color="#000000">*brck'd!*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right it is. But I'm some Inquisitor. Leaden Mace, y'know? We hang in here at times, but not all that often.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">SNIFF SNIFF SNIFF. :O

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Spot!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">there was a scent removal prestidigitation

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The other guy, he's an Inquisitor too.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dorf is... let's say equal to Tathi's level.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">The dwarf's laughing now. &quot;I ken! Ye awready tellt me!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So..As I'm sure he's still htere, miron blocking the entrance. some sign that you'll head up to the roof? Your the one that wanted to talk to the two.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I did? Eh. Bloody hell, I don't remember half of what I been running my mouth on back then.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Who's this that wants to talk to me?&quot; Tathi asks curiously.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;The elf that challenged me yesterday.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;The exact same one?&quot; Tathi asks, eyes widening.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What elf that challenged you?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. so..gonna head up to the roof, see if he shows up, or if he keeps hiding from miron.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">... hmmm. This'll be a fun challenge. &gt;:9

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good thing you aren't a fucking drow. Imagine it, a drow listening to everything I say..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, er, shall we not move--oh, alright.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 14 + 20 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Hide check, spider-crawing along the ceiling go~

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt heads up to the roof.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">What you mean that one crawling across the- *BRICK'D*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sides, worse comes to worse, he can exit the roof via the lift if Miron stays in the front door&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi smirks, and nods, heading to the roof.


 * Red-Haired Elf waits for people to ascend before climbing up himself. &#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 10 + 20 = 30&#160;  &#187; Doo dee doo~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, what red-haired elf is this?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">now that out of easiy ear shot fo Miron

VAE:<font color="#000000">: http://a6a7.deviantart.com/art/Nothing-personal-202183011 This is pretty much Miron and Rhylinar

VAE:<font color="#000000">: http://a6a7.deviantart.com/art/Nothing-personal-202183011

VAE:<font color="#000000">again because I fucked up

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't you see the contest? After I beat him in the ring yesterday, he showed that he was a Drow.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That'd be richt awfy. Sae, ye a' aye gaun tae assess this business wi' possessions 'n' demons 'n' whit nonsense?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I did.&quot; :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rhylynar to be exact I believe was the name.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">... hmm, which way are the stairs... that way. &gt;:9

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Demons, undead, you name the shit, we purge it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I didn't see the contest, I was working most of the day--wait, Rhylinar?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, that's his name.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Well. I've been needing to talk to him, too...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said, why did ya find us, anyway? I doubt you'd have gone through half of fucking akellon just for a chat.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">... hmm, how high is this ceiling?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">....we set that out, but I can't rememebr what it was. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, mah hangover wis sportin' aff, 'n' a'm planning mah ain trip up north. Wanted tae see if mibbie yer lot wid be willing tae travel alang wi' me.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Tumble check - &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 8 + 13 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+21 = 10 + 21 = 31&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Move Silently.

Red-Haired Elf: <font color="#000000">Tap.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Like a boss. |3 And this is the wrong universe for warp-aci divebombs. *brick'd!*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Tap?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Up north? Where to?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just a reference, you'd need a Listen check to actually hear it. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 11 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 6 + 13 = 19&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Listen Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 17 + 1 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Listen!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Bow wow?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ya know, I'm from up there. Spent a good eight decades hunting heretics over in the Veld&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/164/3/4/Card_Crusher_Random_by_StaleMeat.png

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Dem nostrils.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or was it seven? Blah, who remembers.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://www.missmab.com/Comics/Vol_939.php

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There, that's the reference. :B

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Peek. There a fence or border on this roof anywhere, or is it just flat?

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, any plans to end?

TMG:<font color="#000000">The walkable area is sunken in.

VAE:<font color="#000000">lynx is fading fast

TMG:<font color="#000000">There's a waist-high stone wall ringing the place.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go ahead and sleep, we'll just wrap up here. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">but log!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I think the main thing is getting in the rp plots lia wanted with techa dn ghost

TMG:<font color="#000000">(and you know, I might retcon to having the whole roof open)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh right, log. &gt;:d

VAE:<font color="#000000">remember, yours fucked up

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, ah masell am headed intae th' Moscra desert, whilk ye folks said ye wid be heading tae oan some zany dragon hunt.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">A red-haired elf ascends the stairs normally. &quot;Well, that's good to hear.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yah, sort of.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Still staying away from the edges. &gt;.&gt;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt jumps and turns around. He then leans in slightly as he squints.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If Miron doesn't leave, we can probably get you down on the lift if nothing else sir.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi smirks. &quot;Sneaky as ever, it seems.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way, Tom's upstairs, if you need him too. Hell, we might go for a few brews, just that we met again.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bah, don't worry about it. It's been very interesting.&quot; |3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;See, noo that is proper dwarven ye'r speaking!&quot; The dwarf says with a bearded grin.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Know what, though? There's a good bunch more dwarven folks over at our Mace hostel.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gilric and Darana&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;The inquisitor gnome really is an entirely different person when elves and drow aren't on the table.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure as I'm Steelsprocket you should meet them.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Really? Ah micht juist huv tae gang shoogle mah fluff at them.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, it does seem so.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;He's interesting, and annoying, regardless of the climate. He just changes smells from time to time.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, will be fun. Besides, Anise? I bet you can't outdrink her.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, I barely can.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, uh, I hear you were looking to talk to me. Go ahead, go first.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So what brought you sneaking into our headquarters, and while I'm on that particular topic, have you any suggestions for our security?&quot; He asks with a smirk.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I think Mirons saying challenge words to dorf

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Them's swallyin words!&quot; The dwarf says with a laugh.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can't give you any. I knocked on the front door and your secretary let me in.&quot; :P

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;He didn't come sneaking in. He only hid when miron burst in.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bet my arse in a bucket they are!&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;As to what brings me here, a few things, but mainly, heard you met an old friend of mine in Thalinde.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well drat. And here I thought our HQ had its first, real test.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, Al--&quot;Gnogglebolt stops and looks around. &quot;Is it okay to say the names aloud?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;My consultation fees are very reasonable.&quot; :P &quot;Though while we're on that topic, don't suppose offering my services as a professional sneak to help with tracking down that Erythnul cult would help smooth over relations any?&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Him getting involved in the Mace operation

VAE:<font color="#000000">I caa just see the buildup to a giant fiasco


 * VAE can TASTE it


 * Red-Haired Elf looks around. &quot;Seems pretty clear to me.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;One of your friends already tried something similar. Unfortunately, nothing will ever change his mind, it seems.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I...I can just imagine Mirons reaction. Just make sure you have an escape route.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yeah, we met with Altonor and Pellan'zyne.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I have my wards against Scrying up, so I'll warn you if anyone is peeping.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian's eyebrows raise. &quot;Oh wow. That would be.. interesting for a drow elf to help in a Leaden MAce operation.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could be fun, I am between jobs until Sszeyl's delivery from Ezzebek comes in...&quot; |3 &quot;But we're getting off-topic a little.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened in Thalinde?&quot;


 * Red-Haired Elf slips a letter out of his sleeve. &quot;I got an account from Pell, but I'd like to hear your sides, too.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well then! Ah will huv tae gang catch up wi` thae dwarves, 'n' in th' meantime, wid ye mynd mah company up tae th' desert? Mah mount kin carry an richt proper load, if need be.&quot; Speaking of who.. *searches*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well....the initial meeting went fairly smoothly, after a hiccup of us not realizing that Sszeyl walking around undisguised was a bad idea.&quot;

Trample:<font color="#0000FF">Uncaring stare at the mules. :|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a bad thing, why not.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fine by me. Hell, at least ya're proper company.&quot;

Venezuela:<font color="#000000">EYE OF SAURON.

Trample:<font color="#0000FF">Not a single fuck. At all.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We talked with Pellan'zyne, all of us, and things went pretty well, if I do say so myself. Miron notwithstanding. Anyway, he offered to introduce us to Altonor the next day, which, considering how much we'd heard of him up to that point, was an offer we couldn't refuse.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then Tathi blew her lid on some lech of a noble and caused us some legal trouble, as well as certainly giving Pellan'zyne a bad impression of us...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;There wouldn't be any legal trouble if I'd gotten him right!&quot; Tathi fumes!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then we met with Altonor, which, again, went fairly well, except for Miron's constant needling. I think he was trying to do magic on him at the time, too.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heard about that one. Pell says it's still the talk of the town.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tathi, murder is much worse than assualt.&quot; ^^;;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Now, noo, elves kin be as annoying as watered doon ale, bit they're as braw as th' axe at yer side in a fight!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Annoying? She's downright bonkers.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Blew up a noble once.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt spares a flat sideways glance at Tathi before continuing. &quot;Anyway, next--and I heard about this after the fact, my head was in a machine at the time--the ass of an addle-brained Miron thought it was a good idea to try and jump Altonor in the middle of the night.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And her father is a nail in the Mace's foot up north, among other. A bad apple from a rotting tree.'

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What noo? Th' lassie did?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yah, up in Thalinde proper.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;From what I gather, Altonor soundly trounced him and the other mace inquisitor he was with, but as you can imagine, that was a serious sour in our relations.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....And on that note...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Were ya under a rock? Didn't hear it?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your secret's out. People in the Mace know everything about the Sun Raiders that Altonor and Pellan'zyne told us, and we have no way of knowing who or controlling the spread of that information.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sorry.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I like how gnogglebolt's always only sory for what others do :3

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm. Well with any luck, we won't need to run too much damage control. Most Macers are a little more level-headed in the drow department than your friend. Key word, most. But I'm more interested in the Aureate Palm involvement.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;No, actually, ah wis under a tavern kip, bit ah did hear it. Didnae ken 'twas that elf specifically though. Elven wizards getting a wee bit... flashy wi' th' nobility isnae unheard o' em. Baith o' em huv aboot equal sense, ye know?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah, that. Well, that was something I was discussing with Pellan'zyne. After hearing his story, it struck me that what you guys needed most was reliable allies, and so, I offered to set up Pellan'zyne with meeting a Palm member under much more controlled circumstances, so it could be taken as fast or as slow as you needed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, before we got to that, we departed Thalinde quicklike, and Altonor sent us a letter via magic metal bird. It contained an apology for Miron, which he of course took to trash the poor man further. I sent him a reply with the bird, but never got one back.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah, yeah, nobles some. Half the heretics we grab are bloody nobles. Like Sarganos. Devil finds work for idle hands, ya know...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;On the way to and back from Resca, I scouted and interviewed some Palm members to try and find one who would be most sympathetic to your plight. I was certain I found one, or two rather.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, on our return to Thalinde...after a very chaotic and hectic encounter where I had no idea what was going on, I was finally able to meet with Pellan'zyne again, minus the holy knights, and he explained to me we arrived far too early and nearly blew his cover entirely.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I still have regrets about that to this day.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, looking down sheepishly at his feet.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;... so. What happened to the holy knights?&quot; The thief's tone is neutral.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Och, noo that's ill Speirins. Noo, ye mentioned th' proper stout folk at yer Leaden Mace? Micht gang pay thaim a visit.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. They left, without meeting with Pellan'zyne--er, his real form, they met him in his Arivan disguise--and they're none the wiser.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's go then! There's probably a good bunch off patrol.. hell, the archivists for sure, and them's a right bunch too.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;And the Rilynasek agent?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. She was in jail before we arrived. I think the paladins took her, but I'm not sure, my memory about that's a little fuzzy due to massive guilt trip and me not paying that much attention to it in the first place.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Richt! Off we go, den!&quot; And the dwarf follows. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tell Tom to meet me over at the Mace, allright, Violet? Here's somethin to get yourself a hair thread or some&quot; *flicks a gold piece at her.*

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm. Pell is a master of the guilt trip.&quot; =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">thread..Ribbon!

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- Oh. Thank you, sir. I will pass on the message. &quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's the fucking word

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">'&quot;I just....I just wanted to help...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tell him we got us a new friend he won't recall I bet.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And that's sorted. Let's go!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And he said that I should discuss plans like this with you, but I wanted someone to meet with him because he would have made an excellent 'face' for your group with his patience and quiet demeanor, and didn't think I'd ever be going out that direction again anytime soon, and...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt babbles with a hint of hopelessness in his voice.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's the problem with acting without full knowledge of a situation. Heh. If I didn't think he'd try to arrest me again, it'd be interesting to hear Steelsprocket's account of what happened.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">With that, the inquisitor marches out, steering his companion through the streets to the Mace Hostel.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah..wouldn't get far with that.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd probably get something that boiled down to 'gods-damned fucking drow.'&quot; :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, honestly, you don't even get any points for guessing what his side of the story is--yeah.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dont think you put enough cursing in there.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's far worse than that

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes, there wasn't any reference to mating with barn animals either. I give that impression a 4 out of 10, at best.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should I throw some Dwarven in there, too? He was cursing rather fluently in it down there.&quot; |3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anarchic fuck in a tin can dragged straight from Lolth's spidery cunt.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, tathi got it right. Nommed

VAE:<font color="#000000">The 4/10 vote

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... do spiders have cunts? :. *brick'd*

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">In miron's vocabulary, even inanimate objects do

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything else you wanted to talk about, or did you just want to hear that--oh!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were given a letter from Pellan'zyne to give to Cal'tel to give to you. Did you get it?&quot;


 * Red-Haired Elf waves the letter he has in his hand.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Granted, it didn't come from Cal'tel. Sszeyl sent it to a dummy adress of mine in Greyspire I gave him earlier.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, well, as long as you got it.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of him, you might be happy to know his tenure as Guardian liaison's just about up.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, what do you mean? I liked him...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;His tenure? do you take turns?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">the only one who did

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who do you think asked him to hand off the letter to you in the first place?&quot;

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;You might still see him around town, but given the reception he said he got when he stopped by earlier, he feels the climate's getting a bit too chilly wth regards to his presence around you all.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who will mysteriously appear in the right place at mysteriously the right time with mysteriously the right message to get us out of a jam we don't ewven know is coming yet?&quot; D:

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...What?!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;When was he here?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And--how did he get a chilly reception? It was Miron, wasn't it?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. Tech now knows how I feel after every damn holiday :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Was that what you were asking thomas about earlier? how thomas treated him?&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">The dwarf enters the Leaden Mace! At least he's not a drunk elf. &quot;Hullo!&quot; He says with a wave.


 * Red-Haired Elf chuckles. &quot;Heh. It's a vote of confidence from him that he feels like he doesn't have to watch over you guys as much anymore. Think back a few months. Back to Ehlon. Now think of what you can do now.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey folks, brought a guest. Apparently he was drinking with me and Tom up in Thalinde, which I don't recall half of.&quot;

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas was just telling me downstairs that sending is practically child's play to you now.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm never happy to hear a bridge has been burned.&quot; :(

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Especially when I, personally, was trying so hard to help you guys...&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... I'm sorry, this is bugging me. What is that thing on your shoulder? A miniature neon shocker lizard?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">A bridge burned means more work for structural engineers!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh? Oh!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe if they don't have a liason to us, we set it up so we have a liason to them? How closely have the guardians and your group worked?&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;To ask nothing about why the rat is in plate armor.&quot; :P


 * Red-Haired Elf chuckles and raises a hand. &quot;Now hold on now.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something I picked up from Resca. That port city trades with Mazio, this is a little piece of home. And yes, that is exactly what he is.&quot; Gnogglebolt plucks the creature off his shoulder and holds him out. &quot;Meet Snarky.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's a tin eating plate

VAE:<font color="#000000">The rat's wide enough

Snarky:<font color="#000000">k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-click

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Well! this is a richt 'n' proper establishment! Cozy tae. Ah mean na ribbing, bit ah wid huv figured a street. Cuthbert organization tae be a' metal 'n' cold.&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nobody said there would be no liaison with the Guardians. Just that Silverthrush isn't likely to be it for much longer.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">And &quot;Rhylinar's&quot; hair stands out like he was rubbing a balloon (if balloons existed)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi giggles as Kor squeaks indignantly. &quot;Ah, a little bit of safety for the more vulnerable aspects of a wizard.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This little guy is to shocker lizards as dogs are to wolves.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;My arse. You haven't been in a Mace hostel before, have ya?&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Snarky, eh? Hello there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shocker lizards in Mazio were found to be so useful, we domesticated them.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Metal and cold? Hah!&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">:D

Smoke:<font color="#000000">WOOF!

Aldura:<font color="#000000">Yip! :D

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Dorf is thoroughly sniffed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I'm surprised someone as well-traveled and well-informed as you isn't aware of them.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! Best ward we have.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually..if you don't mind me asking..since I dont have the history and all..what IS it that your group does? what sort of purpose or goals do ou have? Since you seem to be quite friendly with the guardians sans Miron.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Not wance! Ah stoat frae tavern tae dwarven haud, 'n' ah kin ne'er tell th' difference atween th' two!&quot; He says as he gives the furry guards a warm petting for each.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh, right. No one ever quite filled Gamal here in on the Sun Raiders, exactly, not even when we were with Pellan'zyne.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;The only one who tries to keep me informed is Ed, and that's spotty.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">okay folks, almost 6AM

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would have told you, but after multiple information errors, I'm a little wary of bandying about secrets anymore...&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mazio and the islands are outside of our usual range, let's say. Well.&quot; The disguised drow claps his hands together once -- wait where did the letter go. &#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 8 + 16 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sleight of Hand

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, go ahead and tell him whatever you want, Rhylinar.&quot;


 * VAE gonna doze off, because while what we're doing with ghost is fun, I need to actually wake up at some point tomorrow.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, as it's your group sir, care to fill me in?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">unless the game is ending real soon

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heck, you should probably drop the disguise for a moment so he can really get your face in his mind for later.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Aw, get to bed you crazy lynx. You're gonna have a post from me come morning too. :p

VAE:<font color="#000000">I hope so :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">night vae

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a long story. But while we're all here, and there's still Raider business to talk about, let's get it over with.&quot; He sits cross-legged on the roof. &quot;Was just about to get to that, Gnogglebolt. Does well to get away from where prying eyes can look up and see, though.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">gonna leave this up because log.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It's annoying how often I wish I hadn't given up my studies in illusion. I could blanket this whole area in an invisible wall, preventing people from seeing in, and yet not tipping them off at all.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">He takes the hat off and sets it beside him. &quot;So, how much have you heard, Gamal?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Rylinar's bishi level just went CRITICAL.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, yeah, of course.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">The DM plans to draw me a new token. Eventually. :B

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Unless this character shows up in DrowTales again. =3= *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your brother to the drow who runs ebonwood, the one living with the yaun-ti, and...that's it. I've heard talk of events, like when miron attacked the one named altonor..but I really dont have any basis of anything to tie it all together so it doesnt really come to anything memorable, as it has no other ties.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Makes sense. You've really been thrown in the deep end. How well do you know your history?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...something tells me that pulling a Shankfang here and blurting out the Sun Raiders in a one-sentance nutshell would be a bad idea, am I right?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Truthfully? History isn't something they teach much out in the desert if you aren't born to the chief's family, and I've always been more concerned with swordsmanship than the past.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, you can try.&quot; :P &quot;Who's Shankfang?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...that wasn't said aloud.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I was asking OOC. :B

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ram, to the roof!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Speak of the EOD&gt; :B

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well that makes things a little harder. Underdark War ring any bells?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Quick, Lia, answer the question D:

TMG:<font color="#000000">Bad idea, amd I right or am I wrong?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can ask the Raider right there? :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Nooo please just answer so I can validate myself (or eat my own words. :B )

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Jolt!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was a war I wasn't involved in. I believe I've heard of it, but details are fuzzy.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... who's this?&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Grmn. fine, don't answer. -3- back IC, then...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang. Watch out, he hugs.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hey, iz de silly pastry tief!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That's Shankfang and his lover, Talfeera. They were at the match, I believe.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gha! Er...oh, hello, Shankfang.&quot;

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

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hello, there.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kiiiinda a bad time...&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless someone's not worried about secret-giving to more people?&quot; Gnogglebolt glances over his shoulder.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shanks a guardian. just a loud, overly prone to hugging one.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hugz tiem?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, respectfully, it's not something to discuss openly with civilians. Unless the other gnome's also a Guardian? You do seem to collect them, as a group.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Another <font color="#000000"> person I missed in my Gather Info rolls. Ffffffff -- =w=;;;; *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, story time. And what is her status? Is she just your fiance and gnoggles sister, or is she joining the guardians officially?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's....up to her, really.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd leans over and whispers to Rhylinar &quot;Just DON'T think about the size difference.&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Well, if I'm going to be working here and helping you guys, then it would only make sense.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot; I've seen stranger. &quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">whispers &quot;:I don't think I want to know about anything stranger.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Well...alright then. Informal welcome to the Vigilant Guardians, sis, official welcome pending everyone else knowing about it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, to preface--to the both of you, really,--what our friend here is about to say must be kept in confidence.&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Why thank you, brother dearest.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang, think all the stuff with Pellan'zyne and Altonor.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Same deal here. Keep it quiet.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot; Trust me, you don't live to over a century and a half as a drow without seeing some weird shit, if you'll pardon my Undercommon. &quot; =3=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm..the only real question is what division to put you in, Miss.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Elros told me he actually wanted to settle down here in Castleton with Barbarus and the recruits.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you think your up to recruting and starting your own, you should probably join the main group, or join Barbarus's group.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Am I interrupting?&quot;) Undercommon~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Call 'em the 'Vigilant Guardians Reserve'. Suppose my sis could hang out with them.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Lords, meeting on the roof, why don't we?&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Sure!&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">In Undercommon, &quot;(Not any more than anyone else. Come on and join the rooftop party.)&quot; :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Blah!--oh, Sszeyl. Hello.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yeah, I'm going to hang from the side for a while.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Tathi, I think it would be a good idea to put your rat on stair-guardin duty.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless Mirons safely gone and we can set up camp back in the lounge without fear of him returning at an odd moment.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;See if my grip's lost it's touch.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;As an early-warning against any more party-crashers.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why not the dogs?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;All we need now is a round of drinks and we'll be in business.&quot; |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;From what I understand, the rat can get into her mind.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which would be the point of the early-warning.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;They'd be big enough to distract anyone trying to come up, and barking would warn us.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And then he promptly sits on the edge, leans back, and falls away except for a pair of feet hanging over the edge.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. Whatever works.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yup. Still got it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi giggles as she sets Kor down. &quot;He's cursing your entire family now, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hey!&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Grumble grumble squeak clank!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, grabbing caffeine. x3

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">'Sup, dawgs?

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">Scurry scurry climb climb.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright...is that everyone? Everyone set? Right then...Talfeera, Shankfang, Gamal, gather 'round for Uncle Rhylinar's Storytime of Strife.&quot;

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">Hey, you forgot me!

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">Scurry scurry climb climb 'sup Snarky headsit.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You make it sound so ominous.&quot; :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He does dat zumtimes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ghuf. Hello to you too, Adelaide. I still haven't forgiven you for eating all my formula sheets, even though that probably was because Talferra told you to...&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll admit, newly minted Guardian or not, I'm a bit leery of talking about this around a civilian. Though if you can vouch for your sister's ability to keep a secret...&quot;

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">Sorry, dawg. I'm no snitch.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, she kan.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:3 Nuzzle~

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">Nuzzle.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think you two are siblings, nice try.&quot; :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I'm actually not so sure, but...&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hrmph.&quot; *pout*

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;I can SO keep a secret...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs. &quot;Talfeera...you weren't quite believing me when I was talking about all this business I've gotten caught up in.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And to prove that point you acknowledge you have secrets to be kept.&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;You have to admit, it was hard to believe!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Said by the hanging feet. :B

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would you...object to--oh, nevermind.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Push comes to shove, we could always ask Miron to put a bunch of Marks of Justice on us to keep it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Or that may be the disorientation talking.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You just have to promise that you don't repeat anything you hear here to anyone else without Rhylinar's permission. Or, on the other hand...you might be better off not knowing. Would you object to sitting this one out, at least until you've done some work with us?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... since when did you become an expert on spellcraft?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Been hanging around my brother too long, have you? No pun intended.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, I know you--I can't imagine you'd be very interested in his stories anyway. They're big, national intrigue things. I remember trying to show you those books I was reading on the war and you kept waving me away...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You missed the ocean tattooed on my back, didn't you?&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;That's because those bookswere boring!&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heard about it. Also heard you've been exploring underwater, and got chomped on by some fish.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rolls his eyes. &quot;Well, it's up to you, Rhylinar.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;He also came back one time with his seals depleted.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No one can make you tell a story if you're really that worried about her being around.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... well that's not good.&quot;

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Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No offence to you, sis--wait, what?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;When did this happen? I haven't heard of this...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The dragon tried to out betray me.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I showed him the error of his ways though.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...You'll have to fill me in more later, Sszeyl.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Granted, an Orgolloyss drow. Probably thought he could pull a fast one on you.&quot;

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Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, go ahead if you want, Rhylinar.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(lastlineyousaw, ram?)

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;We live and breathe politics, drama, and treachery.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl: &quot;You missed the ocean tattooed on my back, didn't you?&quot; Talfeera: &quot;That's because those bookswere boring!&quot; Talfeera: &quot;They were all bout dates and names and stuff. There wasn't anything good in them!&quot; Talfeera: &quot;But, fine. If you really think I'm that untrustworthy, I'll go back downstairs.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. Fair enough.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, with all respect, ma'am, if you found dates and names and war stuff boring, you'll probably find this boring, too.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">That &quot;untrustworthy&quot; line didn't make it, in, but assuming it did...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">eh, nevermind.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I just got into Shep's clan on WoT. SUCK IT VAE. :3

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">The fact that she keeps blinking in and out of consiciousness isn't encouraging. =3= *brick'd*

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are they Mazians like you, Gnogglebolt?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, yeah. Talfeera's my sister, and Shankfang hails from our country as well.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...given that, I doubt she'll even care about your politics.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;And likely wouldn't have context. Which can be just as dangerous.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Look, two gnomes already screwed over what I thought would be a nice easy operation. You think I want to bring -another- one in? =3=; *brick'd*

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TMG:<font color="#000000">lastlineyousaw?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">bring in ALL the gnomes!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Your last whisper. =3=

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you at least know the general gist of who was fighting who, Gamal?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">It borked so bad I had to terminate maptools.

RAM:<font color="#990000">You suck, Ghost.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Freaking deployment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You can never predict gnomes.&quot;

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can't predict most people, not jsut gnomes.&quot;


 * RAM could totally be in Shep's clan by now otherwise.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Shep just said they've got a few guys who are deployed right now. :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">Yeah, but I'm not allowed to play games that go online here. Some retardness about using too much bandwidth.

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

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Alright, alright, I'm leaving. You guys have fun with your secrets and stories.&quot;

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

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Trust me, there are some things you're better off not knowing. Don't forget your familiar.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah. You'll be...happier, not being involved with this, Sis.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not that you're untrustworthy, you'll just be better off.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...though I'm sorry, for what it's worth.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... granted, nothing's going to stop you all from telling her once I leave.&quot; =3=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I doubt she needs to know. And if they don't tell members of te main group anything..I doubt they'll tell reserve.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Mark of Justice~&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, Shankfang. Same question. You're not a Kellon native, heard anything about the Underdark War?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Or just some really long term poison that requires multiple doses of a specific antidote.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;And a general question, how much has Sszeyl told you about the state of affairs in Ezzebek?&quot;

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

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Hey. Sit up so I can sign to you. :P *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Le sit back up.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Not much about Ezzebek, tough. Hy'm schtill a liddle nev.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang knows most of what Pellan'zyne and Altonor filled us in on, but it would seem the plainsman Gamal has very little information on everything surrounding this.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;As he said, he doesn't even really know much about the war a hundred and thirty years ago.&quot;


 * Rhylinar signs across the roof. &quot;(Your delivery's on its way from Ezzebek, and in very capable hands. It should be arriving in the next few days.)&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;(We weren't about to drop a package fresh from Orgolloyss' group straight into the chaos of the festival.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;His face would have been priceless, though.&quot;)

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You at least know the basic conflict was humans-elves-dwarves versus drow-duergar, right?&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Unless he was asking Gamal. &gt;.&gt;


 * Gamal-Junayd nods

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's just say, getting a hands-on chance to observe surface life, and the taking of Ezzebek afterward, opened some of our eyes a little.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Sun Raiders started as a little veteran's club with a vested interest in showing other drow the light and offering them a less destructive and downright insane course of life than Orgolloyss or Lolth could give them.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's more to it than that, of course, but that's it in a nutshell. The idea that, hey, we don't have to live under an iron fist or constantly stabbing each other to death. Radical concept, I know.&quot; :P

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Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Mirons of your scoiety would no doubt view such as dangerous and seditious Ideas.&quot;

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Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I may be so bold, you're leaving out that it's...not going very well, all things considered.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(lastline?)

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lolthians are worse than Mirons. Trust me.&quot;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Rhylinar: &quot;The Sun Raiders started as a little veteran's club with a vested interest in showing other drow the light and offering them a less destructive and downright insane course of life than Orgolloyss or Lolth could give them.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not going very well, he says, only knowing less than a tenth of the story.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Considering the environment, that they are alive at all is signs of progress.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Alright, alright, I'll take a hint. Sorry.&quot; Gnogglebolt looks away embarrased.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;What Sszeyl said.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">might be a little spastic... new clan has dragged me tonking. XD

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lucky. *grumble grumble freaking deployment*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;A novel kvuncept, yah.&quot; 9.9

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">About Sun Raiders vs the other two.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Every day we're alive is a victory, especially considering the opposition. But.&quot; He leans forward a little. &quot;That comes down to what I wanted to talk to Gnogglebolt and Tathi about.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:''<font color="#000000">Lemme guess, the gesture's nice, but 'stop helping us'? Wouldn't be surprised... ''

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a way, Gnogglebolt, you're right. We do need allies, but right now, what we need more than anything is a shelter. A place to meet and discuss in relative safety. Maybe a place to send the under-twenties, but that's getting ahead of ourselves.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:''<font color="#000000">Probably would deserve it, too. ''

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Word is you're a Kemmerist, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks and looks confused.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I've heard promising things about the SEEDS project, Tathi.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She practically beams! &quot;Oh do tell! Has anyone expressed interest in joining??&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm not sure if I'm a Kemmerist, exactly, since I don't know the precice goals of that movement, but I do want to help them...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;so your group is basically out to reform your whole people into seeing new possibilities?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I've been reaching out to them.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Noble ideas, both of them, but let's get down to brass tacks. If you're looking to start a city of gnomes or wood elves, or any city, you're going to need political connections, and your people are going to be naturally skittish about settling in one area again for fear danger's going to come from below again.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or, making the start at least. More to come. It's in the very prototype stages at the moment.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm looking to offer you the simplest political connection you'll probably ever make.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;A connection with those of your people sympathetic to living freely ont he surface?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, considering what I know of gnomes here in Akellon is that they're dying out, my plan was to address all those concerns and make sure the new site is impregneble from below.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sign language: (&quot;Bit of useful information. The programming of some advanced Orgolloyss is so great, that you could cause a mental lock up by addressing a logical fallicy of theirs. It's how we Horrors would sneak extra food.&quot;)

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Signed: &quot;(Interesting. We'll have to talk more when I'm not negotiating politics.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;At any rate...what's the offer, exactly?&quot;

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Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Impregnable is just a fancy way of saying 'we haven't found out how to defeat this yet.'&quot; |P

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;An alliance? Between SEEDS and the Sun Raiders?&quot;

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Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here's what I'm putting on the metaphorical table. I'll be frank, we don't have a lot of material resources at our fingertips, or people compared to what you're going to be looking to have in your cities. What we do have, though, is a wealth of information.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if you want to take that to it's logical conclusion, sure, any bastion could be overwhelmed with enough application of force, but that's not the point, the point is to make the cost of applying that much force too realistically high.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I'm listening.&quot;

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Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Information is good, yes.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi nods, listening.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I have to admit.. an open alliance.. might not be possible. Considering that I am one of the few wood elves who knows any semblance of the truth concerning the drow elves.&quot;

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Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Likewise, I won't be bandying about that I'm friends with a group of insurrectionist drow anytime soon.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lia! Fix my internet!

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You get access to anything we hear that might affect your cities, or groups you have an interest in, or whatever you'd be looking to hire us to find out. In return, all we'd be asking is a shelter. A safe place to meet behind the scenes, and a place we know is safe to send the young ones if the metaphorical excrement hits the mechanical oscilating device, I think you Mazians say, in Ezzebek or Chel'issera.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rhylinar...your goals seems noble..I wonder..would you think about formally joining the guardians? I don't know how many of you there are..but we have made the guardians an official organization..and while pretty loose...It would prevent Miron from bothering your group would now be official members..heck, we could tell him it was a better way to keep an eye on all of you. &quot; wry smile&quot; But it might start providing you all with aditional friends up here. And the resources of an adventuring company, as long as they are used for goals as you profess to follow.&quot; Yes. Gamal's trying to recruit :)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi snaps her fingers, and nods. &quot;Top floor of my very home. It was meant as a meeting place anyway.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt clasps his fingers.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">... wow. Really, Gamal. :P Lemme read that block of text.


 * Gamal-Junayd will recruit the whole world!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I might be able to do you one better than that, depending on how well I can perform social engineering. But, once I get work on...well, I'm calling it Fort Gaerlun, I will be sure to discreetly install such a safe haven. Of this you have my word.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll do that at the very least, if not more.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances to Gamal.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That...actually reminds me.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">I'm over your ECL, probably five times your age, involved in intensive espionage and counter-espionage, and you're still trying to recruit me? Wow. :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Gamal's pretty aggressive with recruitment.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">hey, he doesn't know he's over his ecl. he DID beat him in combat :)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal, that would probably be better pitched to whoever is going to be our new 'liason', if at all. Who is it going to be, Rhylinar?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. Depends on circumstances. But it might be a nice vacation for Izzy to take up that mantle for a little while.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just because were in between liasons doesn't mean we can't put it forth to them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You of course have my Cave. :p&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, it would give us a way to pry Miron off their backs. Say they are working for us.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy doubt Talfeera vould mind if zum pipple krashed at our nev place every now und den.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Shankfang, I don't think that's 'discreet' enough.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What they need is someplace fortified and hidden.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which is exactly what Tathi and I are working on.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, yes, you have my pledge to aid you, Rhylinar. If I need to know something, I know who to go to first.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guild halls. Who would expect the guild halls of an adventuring company? And of course they'd be expected to be fortified..adventurers make nasty enemies from time to time.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;How iz it not discreet? Vo vould ekspeck Drow fugitives to be hidink in a simple house vith a married Helf-Orc und Gnome?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;And to get back to the Guardians, I'm pretty positive that any formal joining would end up causing a schism between you and Miron.&quot; :P &quot;But I'm more than happy to keep this working relationship we've had going open. Provided, of course,&quot; he says, pointing over at Gnogglebolt, &quot;you don't pull anything like suddenly bringing the Palm in and spooking a nervous sniper again.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt throws up his hands. &quot;I'm sorry! In my defense, he knew I was planning it and he never told me not to!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, I will put forth I'm not opposed to the idea of one of you guys joining us formally, either. I mean, we've got Sszeyl after all.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure we could spin it in a way that wouldn't cause a split. Perhaps tell him were using it to keep an eye on your plans.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's why he told you to come to me. Pell always tries to put people down easy. Good man, smart, kind, and a dead-eye shot, but he's not a decision person unless he's pushed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or we could just let the dice fall where they will. Either way, really.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*To gamal

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shakes his head. &quot;But yes, other than that, I will be sure to keep you informed of any such things in the future, Rhylinar.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Speaking of, I really need to get something for all of these burns.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's just keep it as a working relationship, as it has been, for now. From the stories, you guys need to get your own feet under you before you start taking on the weight of the world.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Tell that to the Gnome.&quot;

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

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, granted, if you wanted to spin it that way if you thought it would placate Miron, then I'm not stopping you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Who openly rejects the concept of duty. Seriously.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">If there was a way to convey eye rolling through DSL, I've just done so.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Which gnome, bald one or Mazian?)&quot;

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

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;(That would have been good to know two minutes ago. But noted.)&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we spun it that way, we'd at least need someone who was acting as a guardian to e the one recruited. If nothing else, to make it easier, perhaps the next laison could use the ruse, if Miron figures out he's a drow as well&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">if I could understand what you were saying, I would be smacking you right now for putting words into my mouth. :B

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah. One very important thing.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Do I need to get the logs?

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;The letter implied that a number of you think my brother is also a Raider.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt was never opposed to the idea of duty, he just thought Rhylinar also took it too far.

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Not Rhy

TMG:<font color="#000000">There is such a thing as &quot;too much of a good thing&quot;, after all.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's not. At least, not officially. He's in a very tricky position politically, and could endanger himself by fully allying with a bunch of renegades.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh, huh. Good to know.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Under the table, he's a close ally. But he'll openly deny anything related to the Raiders you bring up to him.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't take it personally, it's political conditioning.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So if we need to get somethign to you, don't use him?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;That's why I exist.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, you can use him, just don't say in earshot of other people that it's Raider business. He'll still deny his involvement, but he'll come through in the end.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">This is the batty wizard? XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Which reminds me. Did you manage to find out who exactly put out those warrants?&quot;)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Zairith: ... &quot;batty?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( His cloak of the bat is revealed! ))

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Still don't believe me. Well, inspect your package when it arrives. It's got the information, and we have a copy.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(...)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">No seriously, I just DSL'd the period thing three times to convey that.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Sszeyl. There's a wizard sitting right there who's known to dabble in divination. You think I'm going to sign something across the roof that sensitive she could pick up with one spell?)&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry about the hand-talking, by the way.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">By this time, Gnogglebolt's gotten used to finding something fascinating underneath his nails when the drow start flailing their hands.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;No, I'm just wondering if you actually tattooed it onto the poor Boogey.&quot;)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And then she starts.. to sign. &quot;(Oh, your cover is very much blown.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang's doing gun tricks. :3

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


 * Rhylinar double-takes.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">great now all the elves are flailing

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... (or she could learn it without a spell.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;That works too.&quot;)

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honestly, until Sszeyl brought up Orgolloyss' stance on it, I would have thougt he would have trusted a handful of you to learn some basic sign by now.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stance? Sign?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;that the hand flailing you've been doing?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Be happy I'm less draconian about it now.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl nearly murdered a goblin just for knowing it, even though he learned it thirdhand.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, silly hend talkink.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I still intend to if he breaks our deal.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;None of us ever bothered to investigate past that, as you can understand.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He hasn't, by the way. Saw him a few days ago.&quot;

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

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, call it silly all you want, but it comes in handy. No pun intended.&quot; :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Their tribe has been gathering new recruits, but he's only been teaching it to those born into it, not those who are absorbed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He was very clear on that point.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No pun intended? Suuuure.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though now that that agreement's been reached.&quot; The drow stands up, putting his hat back on his head.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe we should learn it then. If tathi's willing to teach and Sszeyel isn't, it could still come in handy next time we have to discuss something and talking would be to dangerous.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Though as I said, there is the loophole of othersl learning through observation.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...speaking of, they should be fully moved into their new den...I ought to pay them a visit, Drit said Grapmak wanted to see me again...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and all of this is probably flying over Shankfang's head./

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gamal at least should remember Drit.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yes I do

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think it's past time I took my leave. Miron left with a dwarf about half an hour ago, so it should be safe to use the front door. Unless you have a secret passage or a back door?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Why would I not remember Drit? :.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Theres the lift.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Ram, you here? Something Shankfang might want to be curious about...)

TMG:<font color="#000000">...beeecause you've never met him?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Takes you from the roof to ground floor.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Only gamal did.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">How did I miss that? Mmm, oh well.

TMG:<font color="#000000">It was a minisession.

TMG:<font color="#000000">You flat out weren't there. :P

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, that explains it.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;No secret passages, though? Man. What kind of mini-fortress is this without a secret passage or two?&quot; :P

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A secure one, thank you very much.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;One designed by a gnome who also doesn't believe in proper kitchens. Trust me, I will see to the next chaperhouse being properly designed.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Or a proper schootink range.&quot; :/

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Barbarus is apparently trying to convince them to open up a basement.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances to Shankfang. &quot;Oh, do you remember me telling you about that goblin tribe that I met the first Guardians over?&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Never doubt the value of a well-placed secret passage for quick egress and ambushing intruders, good Gnogglebolt.&quot; :P

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shooting ranges are large and best for if you have a castle, or outside the building.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's them.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Grapmak's the leader. Drit is...well, you'll find out if you meet him.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vrong, hyu kan easily hef a kompact schootink range. Chust use schmaller targets. Simulates faurly vell.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, alright, I'll make inquiries with the city offices about digging out a basement...&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think I can show myself out. Take care, Guardians.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Uf kourse, hyu hef to keep in mind dat dere hain't henny kompensation for bullet drop in a schmall range, but dat's a pretty schtundard konstant.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hugz? :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Farewell, Rhylinar.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good day. please have any new laison contact us so we can set up ways to communicate sans miron being bumped into.&quot;

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

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

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Hugs from half-orcs tend to be BAD JUJU. =w=;;;;;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Aaaand Ssszeyl just drops over the side of the roof entirely.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Slow fall, go!

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course. But if something comes up before then, if you know the White Rose, ask for Silverthrush or --!!&quot;


 * Red-Haired Elf looks over the side.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt doesn't even blink.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He does that.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">how tall is the building?


 * Sszeyl waves from the ground floor.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm jaded to his shenannigans.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I'm going back to my cave. Seeya.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mmm, lunchtime for me.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, surely you've been told of the time where he tried to ride a direwolf, while it was trying to evicerate him?&quot;

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- gods damn it, Sszeyl, you nearly gave me a heart attack there. ... Seeya.&quot; =w=;

RAM:<font color="#990000">If we're not done by then, I'll be back in about 20-30 minutes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And to think they say Zairith is the stressed oned.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Probably will be.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">-ed

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">-d* :|

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


 * Gamal-Junayd also looks over the side


 * Red-Haired Elf looks back at Gnogglebolt. &quot;I'm well aware.&quot; =w=;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">seriously..how tall is the building?

TMG:<font color="#000000">I was thinking of maybe Shankfang would want to go with Gnogglebolt during a minisession to meet the goblins, but then I remembered Military. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">About 25-30 feet.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">:3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not that high.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Already kinda iffy, and I gotta poof. IR ALL OVER ME. OH GODS THE HAZING.


 * Gamal-Junayd just hops over and..lands on his feet. Jump check DC 15 take ten to negate 10 feet DC 30 tumble to negate 20. no damage without magic.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Okay, -now- Gnogglebolt's taking notice.


 * Gamal-Junayd tumble take ten is 31, so both checks made no roll

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Still high enough to break your neck from.&quot; Eh, you I'm not worried about, I've seen those jumps at the festival.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a perfectly serviceable staircase and scaffolding, you know.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;It's slow!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And away.

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, for one, I'm taking the stairs.&quot; :P


 * Gamal-Junayd one day will be able to go UP due to tumble. one day

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I think I'm good.


 * Gamal-Junayd walks in the front, sits down in time to wave rhy bye

Red-Haired Elf:<font color="#000000">Wave.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...and I suppose we can collect noms for this later. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Okay, let's get noms -- oh, you sure?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Because I think this very well may be the latest Akellon we've ever held. -3-

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

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">We did this until one in the morning.

TMG:<font color="#000000">well, I'm too brained-out to think of any, though if I look over later and come up with one that wasn't said, I'll be sure to bring it up.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle...screwing up, having to explain himself again and again. Sszeyel - hand sign intruige! Tathi - your hand sign intruige is wide open

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Vae - challenge a dorf to a drink

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ram - my fiance is trustworthy! just bored easily

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Gamal for Jump! Jump!]

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Gnogglebolt for furious backpeddaling.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Furious backpedaling?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gamal for ForeverRecruiting

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;In my defense....&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Okay! Here's what I've got so far.

GM:<font color="#000000">Edaric - 100 XP - Milkshakes! Rhylinar - 100 XP - Hiding like a boss. :B Anise - 100 XP - Sneaking like a kyton. =3=; Calrach - 100 XP - Move Your Body! Gamal - 100 XP - I need to show these people how to bust a groove. 100 XP - A champion cat tosser. 100 XP - It's not that high. 100 XP - Forever Recuiting. :B Thomas - 100 XP - Mr. Recap. Miron - 300 XP - Hey, look what I found! A plot hook! :D 100 XP - The saga of Steelspr and Ocket. 100 XP - What next, drow behind the couch? Sszeyl - 100 XP - FEESH. 100 XP - Hand jive~ Tathi - 200 XP - Political alliance get! 100 XP - Hand speech? Bitch, I'm a loremaster. :P Gnogglebolt - 300 XP - Political alliance get! 100 XP - I'm sorry already. :|

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">did you ding off political alliance or hand speech?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And campaign file saved.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Political alliance. I was 200 away. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">And nothing for dorfism? There will be blood.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">damn handspeech would of been more awesome

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Liatai:<font color="#000000">100 XP for DOOOOOOORF. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I forgot Miron nommed Dorf. x3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">dorfism shouldn't be encouraged :)

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Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">G'night everyone. :3

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Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">night all

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">want me to shut the server down then?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Night! Good game. :D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, it should be safe to do so. ;3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">* :3

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