Session 17

Server started.

Ghostwish has connected.

Meany has connected.

Liatai:Would you two kindly move your tokens to where they'd be spending the night? :3

TMG has connected.

Meany:Wasn't there going to be a meeting?

Liatai:Heyo the Tech! :D

Meany:The group assembling in the cage room? :o

Liatai:... Was there going to be? Let me check the logs.

TMG:meany; oh, I think that...already happened?

TMG:Which reminds me! Was last session ever on the wiki?


 * Liatai is so discombobulated right now. :B

TMG:eh heh, no worries Lia, take all the time you need to get righted ^^;

Liatai:I don't believe so...

TMG:gonna go eat my lunch...

TMG:wait...aw, hell

Ghostwish:lunch? Cripes, I'm thinking about supper. XD

TMG:Gotta go to crappy comp right now >.o

Ghostwish:oh noes >

Ghostwish:Liatai!

TMG:Brb.

Liatai:Yes yes?

Ghostwish:I be thinking about switching Barshal and Derish out after the necromancer escapade. Be you having any terrible plans for them?

TMG is disconnected.

Liatai:Not really. Unless you'd prefer I make some? :B

Ghostwish:Newp! The party needs some arcane pew pew. How's a loremaster sound? :D

Faerie has connected.

Faerie:Alright, I'm here.

Meany:Yoyoyo.

Meany::OMeany:Caswin is making a bard, let us not forget.

Faerie:Was doing the dishes when you pinged me.

Meany:Also, Ghost, make him/her/it an Elf just for the sheer drama of it. :B

Caswin has connected.

Meany:Avast, Cas.

TMG has connected.

Meany::UMeany::UMeany:Avast, Tech.

Liatai:We do need some some arcane pew-pew, so to speak... but isn't loremaster a prestige class?

Ghostwish:Elf? How so?

Liatai:Heyo, Caswin and Tech!

Caswin:Ahoy.

Caswin:Heyo!

Ghostwish:It is. They tend to go the knowledge route. If I wanted pure pew pew, I'd go warmage. Stupidly powerful. :D

TMG:right, on crappy comp now, so as usual, may disconnect at any time without warning...

TMG:Also; what did I miss? :U

Sszeyl:Thank you for joining us, Ghostwish. I'm Sszeyl, and I'm a Drow.

Faerie:You missed nothing, I believe.

Faerie:Nothing of import.

Faerie:I might need to scamper for dinner at some point. It won't be soon, but if we go to 9 or 10PM like we sometimes do, I'll have to break.

Liatai:OK, no worries. ^^

Faerie:You know, home with family and all. :P

Caswin:It's cool.


 * Liatai is wolfing down some dinner right now.

Faerie:Well, I just ate, but I don't know when dinner -will- be.

Ghostwish:Oh, the drow-elf thing.. That's so old I consider it oldschool. *bahdumtish!*

TMG:Ooh, possible elf joining the party with a drow already on? Planned right, I asmell -lots- of good RP ^_^

TMG:ALso, need to ask everyone something

TMG:is everyone here?

Liatai:Indeeeeeed.

Faerie:Yup.

Liatai:And I believe so. Roll call?


 * Faerie rolls a ball.

TMG:Present.

Meany:Yo.

TMG:Where's dan--oh, right


 * Ghostwish rolls a call.

Liatai:In Slovakia. :B

TMG:yeah, forgot for a sec ^^;

TMG:so, that's everyone?

Liatai:Yep.

TMG:Alright, got a queston for everyone.

TMG:There was yet another side-session of Gnogglebolt talking t the goblins.

Meany::PTMG:Does anyone really care to read the emotes of said conversations without dialogue, or do you just want "Gnogglebolt talked to these goblins, voices were raised, then lwered, gnogglebolt talked to those goblins..."

Meany:Emotes? :o

Meany:Sure.

TMG:Yeah, like the last few times.

Liatai:Oh, yes, speaking of those conversations. Tech, the crate in the cage room is yours. Move it as you like. X3

TMG:I'm just wondering if anyone's been caring.oh, thank you Liatai ^^

TMG:Heeheehee. 'Gnogglebolt's sitting crate." x3

TMG:So, anyone aside from meany? Do you actually want to read all the little nonverbals, or would you just rather everything in one sentance, "it happened"?

Liatai:Righto. It's going to take a while for me to grab all of the emotes... so if people want to do any pre-session RP and/pr move their tokens to where their characters are spending the night, now is the time!

TMG:ah, one sec Lia, wanna see what everyone else has to say, too...

TMG:(don't want you to have to go through all the work for nothing :B )

TMG:Ghost, alex...wait, is that all? o.o

Liatai:Yep, that's all today.

Faerie:Do we have dnaman?

Faerie:Ah.

TMG:I kow we -are- missing someone...but it FEELS like we're missing someone! XD

Faerie:As opposed to me, I'm expendable. o3o

TMG:If that makes any sense. So, alex, answer to question?

TMG:No you're not :TMG:>:Faerie::PTMG:You're the only sane man aside from Gnogglebolt :B

Faerie:I'm joking.

TMG:that is NOT expendable :B

TMG::PLiatai:Yeah. Without you, Gnogglebolt would be alone in the sea of -- Tech beat me to it! XD

Faerie:Bah, more crazy makes it more...fun!

TMG:Right! Answer to question, alex?

TMG:And you too, ghost?

Faerie:Umm...either or, makes no difference to me.

TMG:Right then. Ghost?

TMG:Care to read, or would you rather not? :U

Ghostwish:Hrm?

TMG:read up...

Ghostwish:Oh, more goblin crazieness?

Ghostwish:Eh, I'd rather get on with the game really. ^_^

TMG:Yeah. Want all the nonverbal emotes, like the last few times, or a simple "it happened"?

TMG:Hmm. 1 for yes, 1 for no, 1 undecided :B

Ghostwish:0.TMG:...huh?

Faerie:Yeah, I say lets just get on with it too.

TMG:eh...I guess it you're call then, Lia. Want to put in that work--oh

TMG:alright then

Liatai:Righto. In favor of getting the game on quicker, I say let's give a summary. X3

Faerie:Are we going to our ambush positions, or just somewhere to sleep?

TMG:it's about sleeptime

TMG:although

Liatai:Yep, sleeping positions, unless you want to RP beforehand.

TMG:perhaps the emotes thing can be stuck in the log for the wiki ^^

Faerie:We should probably avoid your traps too, huh? :P

Sszeyl:I already Tranced today, so it was established I would do some patrolling with Barshal.

TMG:Gnogglebolt was doing this goblin stuff before going to bed

TMG:He's got to tell everyone what he's learned, then he'll nod off himself

TMG:right then...just a bare-bones summary then, Liatai ^^;

Liatai:Once everyone's moved and ready. :3

Ghostwish:moved where?

TMG:wherever you want

Faerie:Again, where are the traps set, exactly?

TMG:The one trap is set at the mouth of Granch's room

Faerie:Thank you x3

TMG:righto...everyoe call out when you're set to start?

TMG:(wait, Nintrok and Slat are still supposed to be behind Gnogglebolt :B

Faerie:Aye.

GM:Gimme an AYE! when you're ready to go! :D

TMG:Aye!

Faerie:AYE!

Ghostwish:AYE!

Sszeyl:Aye.

GM:Excellent! Then off we go!

GM:When Gnogglebolt returned to the cave, first, he went to go speak with Slat and Nintrok, finding them here.

GM:He talked with Slat briefly, then went into the side room to have a somewhat lengthy conversation with the two goblins.


 * Sszeyl went back to quarter cleaned cave to get backpack and pelts.

Sszeyl:Then came here. :D

GM:Those of you who roll well on your Listen check might hear the loud goblin swearing coming from Slat before he stumps off, howling angrily at nothing, and growling.

GM:Slat stumps through the common room while Nintrok and Gnogglebolt hold a much calmer conversation, and a few marked sticks are rolled across the floor by the goblin a few times. Then, Gnogglebolt takes his leave, quickly heading off after Slat and sending him back to the side room.

GM:While he's over there, Gnogglebolt grabs some water and a few rags from the storage room, then heads to the cage room. He opens the door of the injured she-goblin's cage and begins to clean up her wounds before she snaps to full awareness, grabbing his sleeve and growling. Gnogglebolt speaks calmly, and then backs out of the cage, closing the door and locking it again.

GM:He then goes to his sitting crate and has a long talk with the goblins. They were combative and angry at first... well, some of them. One of the goblins seemed to be in a state of utter depression and despair, rocking back and forth on the floor of his cage. After quite some time, though, they seem less hostile and more bewildered.

Derish Snowfur:Derish simply marks it up to weird goblin behavior.

GM:Gnogglebolt pauses, asks questions, listens to what they have to say... and then stands up and hurries back to the side room.

GM:He has another, shorter conversation with the two goblins here...

GM:And the loud "FNAAAAAARK?!" from Slat is loud enough to wake even Beridze. No Listen check required here. X3

TMG:and the shout that rang through the world... x3

GM:Gnogglebolt leads the goblins back toward the cage room... and we pick up just after Slat's shout. Go forth and play! :D

TMG:(anyone who was asleep before this isn't anymore... ^^; )

Derish Snowfur:Derish winces, covering his ears anf growling at the goblin.

Sszeyl:"Can I please just get my patrol route and get to work?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt returns to the cage room, Nintrok and Slat in tow.

Gnogglebolt:"Yes, certainly Sszeyl."

Elros:Elros grubles, shifts his position, and tries to get back to sleep.


 * Papa jumps and barks a little as the goblin shouts.

Gnogglebolt:"But if you're curious, I think I just discovered who skeleton-ized Granch redmaw."


 * Sszeyl arches a brow, and narrows his eye. "Curiousity gets the better of me. Share if you're so inclined."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt continues into the room, waving to Nintrok and Slat remain where they are, for the moment.

Derish Snowfur:"Oh?"

Gnogglebolt:He goes over to the injured goblin's cage again, says something sort, and continues. "It was indeed one of their own clients, it seems."

Gnogglebolt:"A human, as far as I can tell, tall, an apparently has poor care of his hair."

Gnogglebolt:"He is known to the Redmaw tribe as Morgan, and to the Blacksword tribe as Zach."

She-Goblin:The goblin pauses... but shakes her head no.

Gnogglebolt:"It seems he was fond of double-dealing and selling them both out to each other."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at the goblin's respons, and sighs, nodding and stepping back.

Gnogglebolt:"His reasons for eliminating Granch Redmaw and for what purpose is unknown."

Derish Snowfur:"Perhaps he was wise to what the fellow was doing."

Sszeyl:"The resulting chaos may have been the goal entirely."

Gnogglebolt:"Well, I know--or at least, conclude--that he kileld Granch Redmaw, and then told the Blacksword tribe the next day."

Gnogglebolt:"Which is why we've been fighting them now. The mobilized on Morgan-Zach's information."

Terri:"... What was that, Papa?" Terri yawns. "Do you think we should check out that noise?"

Gnogglebolt:"Though, there's not much more that can be said. It was just an interesting pieces of information."


 * Papa yawns and stretches, then lays down, waiting for Terri to clamber up on his back.

Gnogglebolt:"So...you and Barshal have the watch onight covered betweem yourselves?"

Sszeyl:"Sure."

Gnogglebolt:"Very well." I'll take my place in the sideroom to rest, ready to don my gear quickly if necessary."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt starts heading back, briefly speaking to Nintrok and Slat as he passes them.

Sszeyl:"My route?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt pauses, and looks back. "Ah...any high vantage point that will allow you to see someone's approach, but leave you enough time to get back in here. Do you think you can handle that yourself?"

Sszeyl:"Sure."

Sszeyl:« [How high is the outside rock of the cave?] = Invalid expression: [How high is the outside rock of the cave?]. »

Sszeyl: (( Whoops. :P ))

Liatai:Not as high as the nearby trees. Five feet, tops.


 * Sszeyl finds a tree. Climbs it. Sits.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt returns to talking to talking to the two goblins.

Liatai:Spot check, Sszeyl?

Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19 » Spot check.

Liatai:The night is quiet and still, though you do spot Fuzzy leaving his den for some nighttime hunting.


 * Sszeyl waves to the bear.

Nintrok:The goblins nod.

Nintrok:Nintrok replies, shooting Slat a look.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gives two words of reply, and heads to the side cave,

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, hello, Terri" He says, seeing them in the hallway.

Terri:"Mr. Sparkgear? Is everything all right?" Terri stifles a yawn.

Gnogglebolt:"You may want to sleep in one of the rear rooms, we may need this hallway suddenly at any time--oh, yes."

Gnogglebolt:"I just told one of the goblins something they really didn't like."

Terri:"What'd you tell him?"

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, I had just figured something out, and it seems one of the humans they worked with was...well, did something very mean to them."

Ghostwish:dinner time! bbl!

Gnogglebolt:"And they didn't know."

Terri:"Something... very mean?" Terri stifles another yawn.

Gnogglebolt:"Yes, it seems he was, well...tattleing to some other goblins they did't like."

Terri:"Ooh. So he was a sneaky... sneaky..." Terri yawns. Papa tilts his head.

TMG is disconnected.


 * Fuzzy is a bear, and thus doesn't wave. But he does seem quite happy when he returns a few hours later.

TMG has connected.

Sszeyl: (( Liatai handling the whispering? ))

Gnogglebolt:(yea)

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gently takes Terri's shoulders. "I think you should go back to bed, Miss Terri..."

Gnogglebolt:"A nice girl needs her rest, you know."

Ghostwish:back!

Terri:"... mm..." Terri nods sleepily. "... Will they be okay?"

Liatai:Welcome back ^^

Ghostwish:Thanks!

Sszeyl: (( Yo. ))

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt hesitates for a moment as he allows Terri to brace against him, the events of the day going through his mind.

Gnogglebolt:"...Yes. Yes, I think they'll be okay."


 * Papa nudges Terri back toward the common room.

TMG:also; that was a lot faster than last time o.o

TMG:disk consistency check already done, now I have to move back...

Terri:"Mm... tha'sgood.." She wanders back toward the common room, one arm over the dog's shoulders.

TMG:(alrighty, discopnnecting here...)

TMG is disconnected.

Sszeyl: (( Folks! ))

Sszeyl: (( Danman lives! ))

Faerie:Does he now?

TMG has connected.

Sszeyl:Yo.

Faerie:I have dinner in 10 minutes. :B

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt lets Papa carry Terri back to the other room, while he watches her walk away, deep in thought.

Gnogglebolt:He shakes his head, then coninutes to the side room.

Gnogglebolt:"...where's everyone else?"

Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4 » Preform Singing check to pass the time. :B


 * Sszeyl is off key, becomes hoarse.

Elros:Elros is trying to sleep in the common room.

TMG:"Yo-delay-he-CA_CAW!"

Papa:After a few moments, the dog trots up to the side room, sniffing as he goes.

Papa:He sits and tilts his head at the gnome.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at the others sleeping in the common room, hopes no client loosk this direction, and heads back to the "staging area"

Ghostwish:brb, dinner's actually reayd this time. XD

Gnogglebolt:He sees papa as he passes. "Oh, hello there."

Gnogglebolt:"Shouldn't you be watching Miss Terri?"

Gnogglebolt:He says as he scritches the dog's ear

Papa:The dog leans into the ear skritches, but looks back toward the common room and nods. Terri is already asleep on a blanket.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at Papa oddly, still rubbing the dog. "You are so strange. I still can't be sure if you can understand me or not. And if you can, I don't know why...you are quite a mystery." "But then, there are many strange things, many mysteries in this world..."

Gnogglebolt:"Probably the product of magic, I suppose."

Raven:*I heard something that sounded like infernal cawing?*

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt then leaves Papa, heading to the staging room.

Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22 » Listen check?

Ghostwish:back, still eatin'

Gnogglebolt:He sets out his gear and back, puts his leather armor aside himself, unrolls his bedroll, and starts nodding off.

Gnogglebolt:*gear and pack


 * Papa watches the gnome leave, wagging his tail briefly before wandering back to the common room.

Raven:Sszeyl hears the bird flapping around in a nearby tree.

TMG:Right, Elros is asleep, Gnogglebolt is asleep, Sszeyl is watching from a tree, Barshall is also watching? and Derish is...

Sszeyl:« 1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13 » Sling attack powers, go!

Liatai:Whiff.

Raven:The bird flies away.

Sszeyl:"Danged birds. Always trying to eat your eyeballs in your sleep."

Faerie:Dinner time is now. I'll keep my window open to read the log when I get back.

TMG:alrighty

Liatai:OK. ^^

Liatai:Bon appetit!

Faerie:Thanks~

Sszeyl: (( Seeya. :o ))

Liatai:So, anyone got anything else to do during the night, or shall we move on to Day 3?

TMG:Not I.

Sszeyl:Nope.

Ghostwish:Nope!

TMG:Oh, ghost

TMG:Barshl is out watching

TMG:and where is Derish?

TMG:Sleeping in or near the cages?

Derish Snowfur:Derish will stay in the common area.

VAE has connected.

TMG:eh, alright...

Liatai:All right, then. The rest of the night is quiet, without anything or anyone approaching that shouldn't.

TMG:dammit, danman! >_- !!!

Liatai:Danman! :D

TMG:You youining killed my connection! XD

TMG:Brb, rebooting.

VAE:well i am ebil after all

TMG is disconnected.

TMG has connected.

GM:~Day Three~ -Twenty-four hours remain- .... Oh, wait, wrong game.

Falling Moon:"Aw, so it's not my cue?"

TMG:XD !!!

GM:No, no, you go back to Termina. :P

VAE:XDGM:Let's check the weather forecast... « 1d100 = 33 »

GM:Dawn breaks on a nice clear day near Castleton. Not that the sun's light is easily visible underground.

Sszeyl:"Augh! My eyes!"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt stirrs, eyes flickering open. They're open for a moment as he stares across the floor, then sits up, yawning and getting his bearings.

Liatai:Spot check, Sszeyl?

Gnogglebolt:He gets up and spends a few minutes stretching and getting warmed up, then dons his leather armor over his clothes, leaving his pack in the cave for the moment.


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+12 => 4 + 12 = 16

Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 8 + 5 = 13 »

Maximillian Toris:You see Max leaving the front entrance of the cave, looking around.

Sszeyl:« 1d20+2 = 15 + 2 = 17 » Hide check.

Derish Snowfur:Derish stirs, and sits up quietly... because he isn't wearing his armor.. As he starts putting on though, the dead begin to stir.

Maximillian Toris:Max walks over to the apple tree, looking up and considering. He pauses, tugs on a few brances, then looks around.

VAE is disconnected.

Sszeyl: (( Another hide check? :P ))

Liatai:Nope.

Liatai:Unless you move. ^^

Maximillian Toris:He claps his gloved hands together briefly, muttering a few quiet words, then begins to gesture like a conductor, pointing at several apples in turn. They fall off the branches and hover in the air.

Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11 » Knowledge Arcana check? :o

Liatai:You can tell it's a spell. That's about it, sadly. Spellcraft would have yielded better results if you were trained in it. ^^'

Sszeyl:« 1d20 = 15 » Move silently check. « 1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5 » Hide check. :o


 * Sszeyl is a Weeping Angel. Silent, but obvious.

TMG:Light of foot, bust sadly, this ain't the pitch-black Underdark no more ^^;

TMG:*but

Maximillian Toris:He seems to be focused on the spell and the apple tree more than drow in trees.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks in the common room, and sees that everyone is still alive and peacefully sleeping. He smrisk to himself, and walks away


 * Papa looks up as Gnogglebolt enters the room, wagging his tail.

Papa:*nudge*

Gnogglebolt:"Hmm? Ohe, hello again Papa...what are you doing in here?" Gnogglebolt says offhand, of course not expecting any answer

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt checks all the goblins, and also takes a close look at the injured goblint hrough the bars to see how she's healing up.

Papa:*nudge nudge, pet me, I'm cute :B*

Gnogglebolt:At papa's gentle nudges, which did't seem to be particularly urgent, Gnogglebolt just smiled and...readed -up- and rubbed the dog's head, almost forgot about that :B

Liatai:The goblins are all asleep, except for the former worg rider. He is watcing the gnome, dog, and wildforged.

Gnogglebolt:*reached -up-


 * Sszeyl sneaks up, and flicks open his warfan. Places it in front of his face, all Urahara-like, and leans over Max's shoulder. "What are you doing?"

Papa:*wag wag wag, thank you*

Barshal:Barshal is perfectly still.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at the worg-rider, saying something.

Maximillian Toris:*rolls a Concentration check...*

Maximillian Toris:The apples go flying as he jumps and whips around.

Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 13 + 3 = 16 » Reflex save to catch them apples.

Liatai:You've managed to catch them all. :o

Former Worg-Rider:The goblin grunts.

Sszeyl:"Aren't I awesome. Now please answer."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at the oddly-still Barshal.

Sszeyl:brb

Gnogglebolt:Curious, Gnogglebolt steps closer, leaning forward to examine the strange golem's construction under a finely practiced eye.

Maximillian Toris:"-- Sszeyl!" The human laughs nervously, taking a step back. "... Thanks for saving breakfast."

Barshal:That's right about when his head turns suddenly. "Do you need something, Gnogglebolt?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt's head jerks back, and a very small grunt escapes his mouth. "Ah, no, was just wondering if you were still...er...whatver "alive" is for you. I must say, you can do a statue well."

Barshal:He tilts his head slightly. "You are not the first to state that. Many mistake me as such. I find it simply to be another quality that seperates me from organics. I can be still. They can not."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods, rubbing his chin. "Indeed."

Barshal:"You are one of the tinkerers, yes?"

Faerie:(Alright, I'm back from dinner.)

Gnogglebolt:"Ah...yes? However, those who practice my craft are generally only found in Mazio, not here in Akellon."

Barshal:"Has any of your craft made anything like me?"

Sszeyl:"Seven apples. Yet there are more than fifteen people down in those caves. Were you intending to make multiple trips?"

Gnogglebolt:"...not quite, actually. Some of the greatest masters of clockwork have greated vast devices that--for all intents and purposes-- are as aware as you and I, and there are plenty of simple automatons constructed in hoanoid form to serve a variety of functions, but the two have never been joined in one, no."

Maximillian Toris:"Nnnnnot really. I was planning to pick more," he says, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

Barshal:"Vast devices?" The construct asks, seemingly geniunely curious.

Gnogglebolt:"Primarily, in the very rare case we do build something that could be considered smart, it's housed in a body far less limiting than...this one. They are always built for a reason, and form follows function."

Elros:Elros has, by this time, woken up as well, donned his armor, and gone to find where the others are.

Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18 » Sense motive on this suspicious human. :o

Liatai:He seems to be telling the truth, although he does seem rather skittish.

Gnogglebolt:"Vast...er, yes. It's generally easier if you don't have to make it small, though I have heard of this one master tinker who is obsessed with minaturization..."


 * Papa wags his tail as Elros enters the room.


 * Sszeyl offers the leaning tower of apples to the human. "Then go take these down to them. I will be back with more once my shift is done in five minutes."

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, and then there are the "portable heads" some more skilled tinkers are fond of creating."

Elros:Elros gives Papa a quick scratch behind the ears.

Barshal:"Curious." He says simply.

TMG:(portable heads are found in both Magic & Mayhem, and updated with new rules in More Magic & Mayhem)

Maximillian Toris:"Right, right. Be careful, that branch there looks unsteady." Dex check - « 1d20+3 = 2 + 3 = 5 »

Maximillian Toris:... and he promptly drops the apples. "Whoops."


 * Sszeyl hops up onto a different branch and starts picking. "My fault for the faulty arrangement."

Maximillian Toris:"Nah, I'm just a butterclaw this morning..." The human laughs, picking up the apples.

Sszeyl:..."Butterclaw?"

Gnogglebolt:"In fact...portable heads sometimes serve as translators...if I could isolate the baseic transaudio mechanisms, that would simply the design greatly..." Gnogglebolt wanders away, muttering incomprehenisble thigs about the "geartorque ratios" and "acute mechano-imitation mechanism"

Maximillian Toris:"Clumsy." Sense Motive, Sszeyl?

Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13 » Sense motive on this suspicious human. :o


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+12 => 18 + 12 = 30

Maximillian Toris:"It's something Brian says all the time... Guess I picked it up by accident!"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gets himself a ration pack for breakfast, and also gets some spares and carries them back to the cage room.


 * Sszeyl nods and continues to pick.

Justinian Rubus:*snore*

Maximillian Toris:Dex check - « 1d20+3 = 2 + 3 = 5 »

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt passes some of the rations to the worg-rider goblin who's awake, and looks to see if any of the others have woken up.

Maximillian Toris:"Whoops." There go the apples again.


 * Sszeyl follows along with aples tucked into his wrap, or balanced on the fan.


 * Maximillian Toris watches Sszeyl's technique, gathering up the apples, and snickers. « 1d20+3 = 17 + 3 = 20 »

Maximillian Toris:"Now you know why I was using magic, huh?" he says to the drow, balancing the last apple on top of the others.

Liatai:The other goblins are asleep, even the Redmaw ones.

Sszeyl:"A little physical labor is good for the joints.

Sszeyl:"Elros:Elros is awake, but not a goblin. He takes some of his own rations, and eats a quick breakfast.


 * Trofim wanders into the cage room, oddly quiet.

Sszeyl:"Apples, apples, come get your apples."

Gnogglebolt:Not wanting to bother the sleeping goblins, Gnogglebolt sits down and munches the rest of his own rations.

Terri:"-- Breakfast!" :D


 * Sszeyl lays out the apples on the table.


 * Maximillian Toris puts the apples he was carrying on the table and proceeds to poke his sleeping lump of a brother with his boot. "Hey! C'mon, wake up! Breakfast!"

Brian Toris:*grumble snarl grouch*

Gnogglebolt:As gnogglebolt finishes his last few bites, he looks around oddly, then mutters to himself, "Loda....today's Loda..."


 * Sszeyl snags an apple, then heads topside again.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt takes the rest of the rations he was carrying, splits them up, and passes portions into each cave after the worg-rider's one, though without waking them.

Sszeyl:« 1d20+1 = 6 + 1 = 7 » Con check for an hour of cleaning? :U

Sszeyl:FFFF-

Gnogglebolt:He then walks over. "So, Elros, Barshal, Trofim, let's go to the common room to meet and prepare for the day."

Gnogglebolt:"Good morning, everyone..."

Gnogglebolt:"Where's Sszeyl?"

Terri:"Mm?" Terri turns around, munching on an apple. "... He was here a moment ago..."

Gnogglebolt:"hmm...oh well."

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway..."

Gnogglebolt:"Today's Loda."

Faerie:(Loda?)

TMG:Ica, Nica, Rhada, Kada, Loda, Sei

TMG:days of the week

Liatai:The Kellon calendar has a six-day week; Ica, Nica, Rada, Khada, Loda, Sei.

Liatai:The day before the weekend, if you will. It's the Kellon Friday. X3

Gnogglebolt:"According to Nintrok and Slat, -normally- one of their clients, a strange old woman and from what I recall their first client ever, is due to arrive today or tonight."

Faerie:Ah. sorry. ^^;

Sszeyl:So it was 28% done at the end of last session, how clean is it now? :D

Liatai:About 30%.

Gnogglebolt:"However, that woman arrived earlier in the week, on Ica, which wasn't normal. So, she may or may not arrive today."

Gnogglebolt:"And then again, a different client could arrive today, or they could arrive tomorrow. We still have...three or four more days of rations and supplies? Didn't we also find rations in the raid on Blacksword's entourage?"

Sszeyl:Awesome. :D

Gnogglebolt:"So yes, if there's a day to -expect- an arrival, it's today."

Gnogglebolt:"But, like said, she might not anyway...so, I suppose we're really no better on certainty than yesterday. Oh well. Just thought you'd all like to know."

Gnogglebolt:"That said, might as well find someting to occupy your time, but close to where you should be if a client arrives...it's going to be another long day."

Gnogglebolt:"That is all."

Elros:"We still should be prepared, in case a client does arrive. But, as you say, that's no gurantee."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt wanders back to the cage room.

Gnogglebolt:erMaximillian Toris:"Question. Do those of us who volunteered to be in the -- huh. Quick little gnome."

Gnogglebolt:sorry, scratch thta previous line xD

Liatai:XDDerish Snowfur:Derish wanders off into one of the back - nevermind XD

Gnogglebolt:"Indeed, Elros, we should be prepared at all times, that is what I was trying to get at."

Maximillian Toris:"Question. Do those of us who volunteered to be in the cages need to be in the cages through the whole day?"

Gnogglebolt:"But as I certainly don't expect anyone to sit in the same spot all day today...oh, the goblins...hrm. Well, anyway, I was just saying to be -near- where you are supposed to be, so you can get into said place at a moments notice..."

Gnogglebolt:"Ah, as said, just be near enough to jump in at any time."

Liatai:Be back in a bit, carry on, folks. ^^

Gnogglebolt:"Anything else?"

Sszeyl:Scrubba dubba doo~

Derish Snowfur:"We're not trying to take them alive too, are we?"

Gnogglebolt:"Since these necromancers are going to be far more dangeous than simple goblins, no, it is not necesaary to take them alive, we did go over this before. However, if it's -easy- or if it just happens, a live capture could be useful for interrogation."

Gnogglebolt:"But no, no need to go out of your way for it."

Derish Snowfur:"Good."


 * Liatai is back.

Sszeyl: (( Yo. ))

Sszeyl:"Heigh ho, heigh ho, its home from work I go~"

Sszeyl:"Hello, goblin."


 * Slat snaps to full awareness and scrambles away from Sszeyl, a look of terror on his face, and he yaps a startled phrase in Goblin.

Gnogglebolt:Listen check: « 1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18 »


 * Nintrok wakes up as Slat scrambles over him, blinking blearily around.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks over his shoulder. "Oh dear, I believe our drow friend is back..."

Gnogglebolt:"Hello? Everything okay here?" *repeats in Goblin*


 * Slat is cowering away from Sszeyl, peering around the cage. Nintrok just looks sleepy and confused.

Elros:Elros wanders after Gnogglebolt. Not as i there's anything else interesting happening.

Sszeyl:"Hmm, perhaps I went a bit overboard with the deaththreats."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gives Sszeyl a flat look. "Perhaps?"


 * Sszeyl shrugs.

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, everyone's getting ready to get to their places for today. No need to be -in- a cage at all times, but you should be where you can jump in at a moment's notice.

Gnogglebolt:"..>Speaking of notices..."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt scampers back to the common room.

Gnogglebolt:"I almost forgot. Who will be watching out today?"

Elros:Elros just shakes his head, and walks back in.

Gnogglebolt:He glances at Barshal, or more specifically, the eagle on his shoulder. "How well-trained is that bird of yours, anyway?"


 * Papa looks back and forth between the cage room and the common room. Derp? :B

Barshal:"Very well trained, but very poorly mannered."

Percy:*HEY!*

Gnogglebolt:"Trained enough that he can fly in the sky today, and come back if he sees any person approaching?" Gnogglebolt says curiously.

Barshal:"A simple and easy task. It will not work if there is much traffic in this area, though. He cannot tell the difference between a necromancer, and perhaps a crazy old man."


 * Sszeyl casts a worg pelt over one of the cages and sits.

Gnogglebolt:"I would not presume as much, but it's better than nothing. And I don't believe this area sees much traffic, no...so, it should be a relatively safe bet. And if it's a false alarm, well, no issue at all."

Barshal:"Very well. I shall have him patrol from the skies."

Gnogglebolt:"And now I think that's everything...find something to occupy yourself for the day, everyone."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt returns to the cage room yet again.

Liatai:« 1d100 = 7 »

Barshal:Barshal heads outside, and launches Perception into the sky with the proper orders.. To return when he sees someone approach.

Liatai:The day is quiet, aside from the time that a couple of rats got into the cage room in the afternoon.

Liatai:Spot check for Percy?

Percy:« 1d20+8 = 9 + 8 = 17 »

Gnogglebolt:When the other goblins awoke, Gnogglebolt made sure they got their rations, looked at the injured she-goblin again, and once again said something to her.

Liatai:No one approaches the hideout, although he has quite a nice view of the Bright Thistle halfling caravan approaching town.

Warrior She-Goblin:The she-goblin grunts, and brushes some flakes of dried blood off her shoulder roughly.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt frowns again, just rubbing his forehead. Then, he said something to all of the goblins.


 * Sszeyl spends the rest of the day cleaning out that cave slowly. :o

Sszeyl:In short bursts, so as to not spend too long away from the cave.

Liatai:By the end of the day, the cave is cleaner than it has been in a hundred years. The layer of dust on the floor is gone, the table has been washed, and the shelves no longer have more cobwebs than free space.

Sszeyl:"Nice."

Justinian Rubus:"What are you telling them?"


 * Sszeyl returns from last cleaning session, still slightly damp from the spring. And flops.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks over to Justinian. "Gald you asked, actually. Since these are rather small cages, I'm offering to allow them out, one at a time, for a few minutes to stretch themsel;ves, if they promise to behave, of course. And of course, I could use you to cover either the tunnel or the hallway."

Gnogglebolt:"Just in case any of them -do- try anything."


 * Papa bounds up to Sszeyl, tail wagging, and sniffs at the drow.


 * Papa sneezes.


 * Sszeyl pets the dog lazily.

Justinian Rubus:"... They're just goblins. Can't they stretch themselves out in the cages?"

Elros:COme now, there's enough of us to cover the exits."

Elros:*Come

Gnogglebolt:"They can't exactly walk around in those cages, and liek I said, it will only be one at a time. Certainly you could handle a single goblin?"

Gnogglebolt:*like


 * Justinian Rubus huffs and puts on his armor. "Hmph."

Elros:"And if you couldn't, there's several of us with weapons in this room besides you."

Justinian Rubus:"I can handle a goblin," the guard grumps.

Gnogglebolt:"It's as nice a gesture as I can give them, under the circumstances. I am not cruel, either through action or negligence." Gnogglebolt then looks back to the goblins for their answers.

Former Worg-Rider:The former worg rider is scowling at Sszeyl's new rug, but nods.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt steps forward, unlocking that goblin's cage, and letting him walk around for a few minutes.


 * Slat starts to growl something, but Nintrok glares at him and he clams up.

Elros:Elros goes to stand by the exit to the caves.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt repeats the same for the other four goblins, presuming it is uneventful each time.

Manic-Depressive Goblin:It's uneventful, until he gets to this goblin, who is curled up on the floor of his cage, muttering morosely.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt winces at what he hears, but closes the cage again wordlessly.

Gnogglebolt:To the others, who are surely watching he shrugs. "This one isn't coping very well. He doesn't want to move."

Gnogglebolt:"Oh well, I tried."

Gnogglebolt:And that's it for that little event...

TMG:er, correction to an above line

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt winces at what he hears, but he leaves without opening the cage.

TMG:Right then, so...

TMG:anything else happen in the day, aside from the rat-fiasco?

GM:Does anyone else have anything they want to do today?

Ghostwish:nope!

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt spends most of the day eithr in the cage room or in the staging room, fiddling with random bits of junk. He puts them together in some configuration, then takes them apart and puts it back together in another configuration.

Faerie:Can't think of anything offhand.

Trofim:Trofim spends most of the day talking to Beridze, studying THe SpELlBoOkE, and wandering after Papa.

Sszeyl:Any cleaning left to do for that cave?

Liatai:Nope! It's as clean as you can get it.

Liatai:It's not polished to a mirror finish, but it's liveable.

Barshal:Barshal is doing a statue impersonation again.

Liatai:Let's check the weather forecast for the night... « 1d100 = 99 »

Derish Snowfur:Derish just passes the time practicing with his new, masterwork longsword.

Liatai:... uh oh.

TMG:...y'know...did percy actually raise a false alarm when he saw that halfing caravan? >.>

Liatai:UH OH. XD Barshal, make a Survival check.

Ghostwish:oh bugger

Barshal:« 1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18 »

Liatai:You know the phrase "calm before the storm?"

Liatai:Yeah, you might want to spend the night inside.

Liatai:The clouds that are approaching look rather threatening.

Barshal:"Oh dear." Barshal says, calling Perception back down, and then heading inside.

Barshal:"Gnogglebolt."


 * Papa tries to sniff at Percy.

Barshal:"Night time surveylence will not be possible. A powerful storm is moving in."

Percy:*Sqwak!! F'ck off, fuzzball!!!*

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt steps outside for a moment to look at the sky, then returns, nodding to Barshal. "And indeed, it is also very unlikely that a client would arrive during this time anyway."


 * Papa grins at the bird. Moradin's beard, that's a lot of teeth.

Gnogglebolt:"Right then...no watch, but -just- in case, we should still rest in such a way and we can spring into action at any time."

Liatai:« 1d2 = 2 »

Liatai:Carry on. :3

Gnogglebolt:"I won't be caught off-guard by abandoning simple precautions."

Elros:"A wise plan."

Barshal:"I shall wait in the side room then."

Barshal:"Percy, stop trying to maul the wolf and come."

Percy:*Wanker!*

Gnogglebolt:"So, unlike last night, everyone should actually sleep -where- they should be in case of an arrival."

Papa:*Sod! :B*

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt speaks to Nintrok and Slat, telling them of the arrangements for the night, and they shoudl be ready if they are woken by one of their clients.


 * Sszeyl seats self at the mouth of the cave, intent on watching this storm from beginning to end.

TMG:....

TMG:so, Sszeyl's going to stay awake for 48 hours? :B


 * Nintrok rolls his improvised divining sticks.

TMG:he's already been awake for 36...

TMG:(rough estimates)

Nintrok:He says three words to Gnogglebolt.

Faerie:I have a question. :o

Liatai:Yes yes? :o

Faerie:Would wild empathy give me anything towards knowing what Papa and Percy are talking about?

Liatai:It would, especially in Percy's case.

Sszeyl:I can Trance while still having my eyes open.

TMG:....o.o?

TMG:Really?

TMG:He can remain alert enough to see someone at the end of the tunnel and react quick enough to jump in a cage before he's seen himself? :B

Liatai:That would be something to discuss IC, I think... >:3

TMG:wait a sec...where did he -go-? o.o

Liatai:Other entrance to the cave.

Sszeyl:"Gnogglebolt."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt goes looking for Sszeyl, finding him at the "main" entrance.

Liatai:Also, just a friendly reminder, update your HP to account for a night's rest! ^^

Sszeyl:"Come to see the storm too?"

Gnogglebolt:"Oh...hello Sszeyl...what are you doing out...see the storm?"

Gnogglebolt:"Hrm....well, I guess it's not likely anyone's coming tonight anyway. Nevermind."

Sszeyl:"Yes, it is one of my favorite things to do, since I came to the furface."

Sszeyl:surface*

Gnogglebolt:"Indeed? Well, I'm glad our weather patterns interest you..."


 * Fuzzy is a furface. :B

Gnogglebolt:"Alright. See you in the morning.

Sszeyl:"Goodnight."

Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11 » Spot check for anything interesting.

Gnogglebolt:and whups, rewinding time a little becuase I forgot, Gnogglebolt nods to Nintrok, and goes throught the hideout, scrounging up some buckets, and handing them over.

Liatai:You are treated to a bit of a light show as the storm starts... but then the lightning becomes partially obscured by sheets of rain.


 * Nintrok nods thanks and starts putting buckets around the room...

Gnogglebolt:Finally, Gnogglebolt goes to sleep in the staging area.

Liatai:« 1d2 = 1 »

Liatai:« 1d5 = 5 »

Liatai:Oh dear.

Sszeyl:"I sense...evil approaching."

TMG:that roll better not be a double-jeapardy thing...

Sszeyl:"Or is that that bad apple?"

TMG:since you already rolled 1d2 once...

TMG::BTMG:(and trofim should not be along that wall)

Liatai:Every single one of you in the staging area notices a leak in the ceiling of this room, dripping water down on you while you sleep.

TMG:...ah. Heehee. xD

Liatai:The 1d2 before was for something else. :P

Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25 » Listen check.

Sszeyl:I HEAR THE UNIVERSE.

Sszeyl::oGnogglebolt:"Gnrrphm. Erm. WHat the?" Gnogglebolt is statled awake by wetness on his face.

Gnogglebolt:He blinks, rubbing the water out of his face, and looks up.

Gnogglebolt:"...Oh. Lovely."

Gnogglebolt:He gets up, leaving his armor and pack aside his bedroll, and goes around the hideout, collecting a few random materials; sheets, cloth, and some more hooks left over from the trap. He returns to the staging area.

Gnogglebolt:If derish is not already awake, he nudges the gnoll. "Derish. Derish, wake up."

Sszeyl:Anything I hear besides the universe?

Faerie:Also, where is everyone? >>

Brian Toris:Sszeyl, not only do you hear the secrets whispered by the grasshoppers in the trees, you hear the wet slop slop slop of sodden trouser legs and boots approaching.

Sszeyl:"Brian. Terri."

TMG:alex; we're in the sideroom, now called the "staging area" because that's where the bulk of us hide during an ambush of a necromancer

Derish Snowfur:"mrmph. Yes?"

Faerie:>>Brian Toris:"... Well that explains that," Brain grumbles, carrying a giggling, sopping wet Terri on his shoulders.

Terri:"Mr. Sszeyl! There are two lakes now!" Terri waves at the drow cheerily.

Sszeyl:"....Two lakes?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gestures to the materials he's gathered, then points at the ceiling. "Could you give me a lift?"

Gnogglebolt:*the leaky ceiling

Terri:"Uh-huh! And the dragon's fire's burning in the middle of one! It's really cool!"

Brian Toris:"The fountain overflowed," Brian grumbles.

Derish Snowfur:Derish blinks, looks up at the ceiling, and back down at the gnome. He shrugs, and promptly obliges, lifting the gnome up.

Sszeyl:"I see."

Sszeyl:"My cart has blankets, you may use them to dry yourselves."


 * Sszeyl is more focused on the falling rain, and arching lightning.

Terri:"Pretty..."

Sszeyl:"Yes."

Sszeyl:"Almost more than the stars, because its so rare."

Liatai:Craft check, Gnogglebolt? Any that you feel would be relevant would work. :3

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt, hoisted by the gnoll, sets about affixing corners of the sheet to cover the entire ceiling. He leaves one corner unaffixed, however, creating a slope for the water to run down. From there, he attaches the bits of cloth in a sort of rope, allowing the water to drip down along the wall, and into another bucket. and fro all of this, taking 10 on an untyped Craft check. 10+8 = 18

Liatai:Well there we go! X3 Your impromptu solution manages to keep the rain off everyone tonight.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks up at his handiwork, huffing. "I would have preferred to use a metal pan and drainpipe, but there is a shocking lack of worked metal in this cave...but that should do for now."

Terri:"I hope the birds are all okay out there... It must be hard to fly."

Gnogglebolt:"Everyone go back to sleep, I'll check on the other rooms..." Which gnnolebolt does so, simply poking his head into each room for an uncontrolled leak.

Bucket of Water:Now you just have to deal with the sound of me dripping all night, as opposed to having water falling on your head! Mwahaha! >:3

Sszeyl:"To fly through this and live to speak of it. I'm sure that would be the pride of any bird."

TMG:oh, the bucket can be an object instead of a token...just put some note on it

Liatai:Granch's room - « 1d2 = 1 »

Liatai:« 1d2 = 1 »

Liatai:There is one leak in Granch's room.

Liatai:Common room - « 1d2 = 2 »

Liatai:None in the common room...

TMG:Water dripping all night? Pshaw. I slept for years with a fish tank filter running in my room every night x3

Liatai:« 1d2 = 2 »

Liatai:None in the hallway...

Liatai:« 1d10 = 1 »

TMG:It's oddly comforting to sleep with it now...

Liatai:One BIG leak in the sick room... And... Does he check the storage room?

TMG:Gnogglebolt simply leaves a bucket in the sick/den room, and yes, he checks the storage room

Liatai:Strength check.

TMG:o.o?

Gnogglebolt:1d20...minus 1... « 1d20-1 = 4 - 1 = 3 »

Gnogglebolt:.....

Liatai:To keep the door from flying open -- OUCH. XD

Liatai:The door knocks Gnogglebolt back as water FLOODS out of the storage room into the hallway.

Liatai:The fire is still blazing brightly, though. How odd.

Gnogglebolt:"Kyaaaagh!"

Gnogglebolt:*cough cough cough*

Barshal:Barshal looks up at the noise, and goes to investigate.

Liatai:You find a gnome in about half an inch of water.

Barshal:"Swimming, Gnogglebolt? What an odd nighttime activity."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt is on all fours, a few inches deep in water and completely soaked

Gnogglebolt:He coughs a bit before unsteadily getting to his feet, glaring at Barshal.

Gnogglebolt:"Go back to slee...er...whatever it is you do. I've got things handled here, though it's going to take awhile for this section to dry..."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt trudges back into the storage room to see the damage.

Liatai:The floor is covered in a good few inches of water, and the cause is easy to see. The fountain in the room is overflowing.

Barshal:"Why is everything soaked?"

Liatai:There may be a few small fish swimming around on the floor.

Barshal:"This is curious. Why did the fire not go out?"

Gnogglebolt:"Oh dear...the fountain is fed from...where? Where is this fountain coming from? It must be aboveground, which would make this a path out...hmm?" Gnogglebolt was speaking to himself, until Barshal entered.

Gnogglebolt:"Oh. It's some kind of magic. No heat, can't be put out."

Gnogglebolt:"DOesn't burn, just lights."

Barshal:"Some kind of magic? Do you not find it odd that goblins possess such abilities? Perhaps the fountain is magic too."

TMG:(actually, was the torch even eher originally, or did one of us put it there?)

Liatai:It was there originally.

TMG:Ah.

Sszeyl:"...Is there something you wish to ask? You two are going to catch the ague if you stay here wet."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt picks the torch out of the pit. "Unlikely. These are fairly common even in Mazio, in magic and curisity shops. Everburning torches, I believe. A very simple magic."

Gnogglebolt:"More than likely, the goblins got it from somewhere else."

Terri:"I don't think so... Bri just picked me up out of the second lake and brought me up here..."

Brian Toris:"You should go dry off. The drow has a point."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt glances at barshal. "I'm surprised you haven't seen one before, actually."

Barshal:"How curious."

Terri:"I'm not gonna catch the augh!" Terri pouts.

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, I don't think I'll be able to seal this fountain, but I might be able to seal the door..." Gnogglebolt checks any remaining crates in the room. "Oh, I hope our -own- supplies haven't been stored in here..."

TMG:testing, am I here?

Faerie:Yeah, you're here.

Liatai:Fortunately, aside from some spoiled food, the crates are empty.

TMG:Hrm. Browser's locked up. Dunno how long until this follows.

Faerie:Maybe it's the browser's problem?

TMG is disconnected.

Ghostwish:I have to go. :Liatai:Or not. >.>

Ghostwish::(Liatai:Aw. It's OK, we're going to be wrapping up soon anyway. ^^

Ghostwish:Okiedokie. btw, tear-jerker in goblins. :* Liatai still has a paper to write, so. >.>

Faerie:>>TMG has connected.

Faerie:I have no more school until late January~

TMG:yup, down I went.

Liatai:Luckyyyyy. Tomorrow's my last final. XD

TMG:last thing I saw was someone telling me I was here...

Liatai:Whispering you what you missed, Tech.

TMG:right, retyping what I had posted myself...

Sszeyl:"No, Papa would probably heal you of it. But best to be on the safe side."

Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 10 + 5 = 15 » Spot check for anything interesting. :o


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+16 => 13 + 16 = 29

Faerie:Liatai: Good luck!

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt wades over to the fountain to get a better look, pulling his goggles down over his eyes and sticking his head in to try and see where the water is coming from.

Gnogglebolt:I can have goggles as part of my outfit, right? :3

Liatai:Sure, sure. :P There is a hole in the southern wall behind the fountain that the water is rushing from.

TMG:About how big is it?

Liatai:« 1d20+2 = 6 + 2 = 8 » What's Gnogglebolt's touch AC?

TMG:erm o.o

Liatai:... Higher than that. XD You avoided getting nibbled by a fish.

TMG:darnit, can't remember...but it's higher than 8 >.>

Liatai:It's a decent size, about two inches in diameter.

Sszeyl:And nothing interesting in the storm? :P

Liatai:Aside from the storm itself and a very soggy bear, nothing.

Fuzzy:*I hate thunderstorms ;.; *

Sszeyl:"Poor Fuzzy."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt pulls his head out, taking a deep breath. "Well, the hole is smaller than I thought....not sure if I can seal it up from here, though."

Terri::OTerri:"What's wrong with Fuzzy?"

Sszeyl:"He's shuffling about out there, looking none too happy."

Gnogglebolt:"I may have to just do my best at sealing the door and hope it holds."

Liatai:*KRACKABOOM*

Fuzzy:The bear jumps and scrambles for his den.

TMG:I do have an idea for a relatively simple device that could plug the hole, but Gnogglebolt doesn't have the time or materials...

Sszeyl:"Hmm. Note to self. Upon ascending to a higher plane of existence bitchslap the diety resposnible for lightning."

Liatai:Can you hold back a whole lake's worth of water? >.>

Terri:"Bitchslap?"

TMG:well, I'

TMG:well, I'm thinking of a mini-umbrella-cone thing...but like said, no time or materials, it'd have to be very sturdy

TMG:so yeah, no go now...


 * Brian Toris sounds like he's choking on something.

Gnogglebolt:"Alright, come on Barshal, I'm going to try and seal the door now..."

Sszeyl:"It's like a normal slap. Except you keep your arm stiff during the process and use your shoulder entirely for the force of the strike instead of both shoulder and elbow."

Ghostwish:gotta go. :Sszeyl:"On the reverse, a slep is such a strike relying entirely on the elbow with no movement from the shoulder."

Terri:"Ohhhh." Terri nods. "... Why do they call it a bitchslap? It doesn't sound like something a female dog could --"

Sszeyl:Seeya.

Ghostwish is disconnected.

Brian Toris:"-- Aaaaaaah-ah-ah-ah -- Teria -- whydon'tyougodryoffnow." Brian moves up and tries to pull Terri off to one of the side caverns.

Terri:"Whyyyyy? I'm learnin'!"


 * Brian Toris 's ears are as red as his jacket.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt, using whatever things he can find on hand, tries to get materials to stuff around the edges of the dorr from the inside, after he closes it. After doing to, he carves on the door a phrase in Common and Goblin: "DO NOT ENTER -- FLOOD"

Elros:Elros's impropriety senses are tingling, but he doesn't know where Terri is.

Gnogglebolt:He then goes to the staging area, grabs a few things out of his pack, and returns to the common room, starting a small fire.

Gnogglebolt:A thoroughly-soaked Gnogglebolt sploshes by Elros.


 * Papa follows, soggy, dripping water, grinning happily with tongue lolling out.

Papa:He sidesteps Gnogglebolt, walks out into the hallway, and shakes vigorously.

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, hello Elros...er...I may need some privacy for a...er, actually, wrong room."

Sszeyl:"Hmm, beautiful. If only I had some paints and a canvas."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt stops trying to start a fire where he is, and picks up all the things. "No worries Elros, go back to sleep."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt goes to the den room, where he really starts the fire to warm up by. He takes off his soaked cloths and hanges them right next to the fire too, so both he and the sodden garments can dry.

Elros:Elros shrugs, and goes back to sleep in the common room.

Gnogglebolt:After however long it takes to become dry again, he returns to the staging area.


 * Papa curls up in the corner. Zzz.

TMG:wait, elros is actually sleeping in the common room? Oh, didn't realize that...

Gnogglebolt:And, adventures of the night over, Gnogglebolt returns to sleep.

Liatai:And let's leave it off there. ^^

Liatai:Unless anyone wants to have any other adventures during the storm?

Sszeyl:Nah. :P

Liatai:Just for the heck of it, let's check the morning forecast... « 1d100 = 31 »

Liatai:Looks like the storm will clear up in the morning hours. So, sleep well, adventurers!

TMG:Alright.

TMG:Log?

Liatai:Got it!Meany:>>Meany:Are you sure?

Meany:Are you really really sure?

TMG:x3Elros:Are you absolutely, 100% sure?

Liatai:Saved as Session 17. X3

Meany:You're never going to live that down.

Liatai:Apparently not. :P

Meany:Mrs. "I have it!...No I don't."

TMG:Confirming is okay, needling is not folks, come on... >.>

Liatai:XDLiatai:It's OK. Sometimes a little ribbing helps ensure it won't happen again. :P

Liatai:OK, folks, server going down in 3....

Liatai:2.....

Meany is disconnected.

Liatai:1...... Someone's impatient. :P

TMG:heh.

You have disconnected.