Session 65

Ghostwish has connected.

* Liatai searches maps. :B

Liatai:x3

Ghostwish::P

Liatai:... I'm going to leave that up for the rest to see and chuckle at. :B

Ghostwish:Oh gods. XP

Liatai:Wait..

Silly Sun:There. :3

Ghostwish:oh gods. XD

Ghostwish:PLOTZ

Liatai:PLOTZ

Ghostwish:PLOTZ

Liatai:BIG PLOTZ

Ghostwish:PLOTZ

PLOTZ PLOTZ PLOTZ PLOTZ PLOTZ PLOTZ

Liatai:x3

Liatai:Everyone's going to look at the log later on the wiki like &quot;O_o; &quot;

Ghostwish:We could make it really awkward and post a bunch of copy'pastes from some cybersex forum? :P

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Aww... but the brains! They would melt!

* Liatai makes new Minktokens

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">New panic tokens for all the *omg* PLOTZ?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The last panel of the current comic's token file's name is &quot;help me my players are insane&quot;. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">lolololololololololol!!! Show me! :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, most recent batch...

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was the first thing that came to mind when I made the token sorry sorry ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I am making a macro just for you. :&gt;

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">365 Qs? :U

TMG:<font color="#000000">While we wait for everyone to arrive?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai? :U

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

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">SHE LIVES.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Call off the ambulance!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah, thar ya are, Lia :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorrysorry, was firetending ^^;;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We were down to embers and charcoal. ^^;

* Meany sets Ghostwish on fire.

* Meany tends to it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, 365 Char Qs! What are we on, Liatai? :U

RAM:<font color="#990000">365 who what?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ohh? :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's see!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">RAM - 365 Character Development Questions for Writers and Roleplayers. It's a PDF that... well, is what it says on the tin. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">A good way to pass time when waiting for the game to start. :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Makin' up random details for your characters

GM:<font color="#000000">Right! Today is January 14th, so let's see what today's question is!

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What does your character eat for breakfast?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">If I eat? Usually something light. Preferably vegetable or fruit. I spend more time staring at my spellbook really.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Full breakfest, well rounded. Every morning.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">.. then how the hell are you so skinny!?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Typically, I have some walnuts, and oatmeal. Meat, when I can, but always with water.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&gt;|(

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well, back home my mother always cooked nnice meals of grain, meat, and fruits prepared in Mazian styles. Here, I have to take what I can get. Not so much of a problem though, it's all new interesting thigs.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I enjoy various breakfast meats, and traditional gnomish fare.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I have the feeling saying &quot;trail rations&quot; is a cop-out... :B

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

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Mice generally. Or something with meat. Bones are optional.

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Or was this meant for the sentient characters?

Ezer:<font color="#009999">:3c

GM:<font color="#000000">January 15th - &quot;What is your character's least favorite weather?&quot; I'd imagine there's a lot of &quot;HEAVY RAIN &gt;:(&quot; after Braxton Falls. :B

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Least favorite weather? A heat wave, actually.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Hot and dry.

Elros:<font color="#009999">It's much more pleasant when it's dry, but there's no sense fighting the weather. It's going to be what it'll be.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Perfectly clear, not a cloud in the sky.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Snowstorm.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Winters are fine, I can snuggle up inside gigantic engines to keep warm.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Really agiates my agoraphobia. =3=;.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But a heat wave? AUGH.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I actually don't mind the rain. Personally, I also hate heat waves. We have something in common, Gnogglebolt!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Actually, I take that back. I hate humidity more than anything.

* Liatai chortles evilly at the fact that the next plot destination after the coast is the desert... =3=

GM:<font color="#000000">Hmm, here's an interesting one.

GM:<font color="#000000">January 6th - &quot;When was the last time your character climbed a tree? Why and under what circumstances? If your character has never climbed one, why not?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Last time I climbed a tree, I fell out of it by accidentally looking at the sun.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">God damn that hurt.

GM:<font color="#000000">VAE, can you see okay?

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

* VAE can

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Amateur. We were climbing ones while sighting the new SEEDs headquarters.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, that was way back during the first adventure. x3

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;If you need to get a look around, it's the best way to. Or if you need to hide food from bears. So, frequently.

* VAE wonders about why people have new tokens, and where from.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, Miron last climbed a tree on a stakeout

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, that's easy. Talfeera and I were at the park, on a date. I chased her up one, and then we just sat there together for a while. It was nice.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Terri has a new token because I found a new image. :B Sszeyl has a new token because he undid his braid. Swallowtail has a new one because she's in a cold-weather outfit. Tathi has a new one just because.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I never climbed trees much. I preferred the jungle gyms. Metal, geometric...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">That is, if such things even exist. might be a bit anachornistic, even for Mazio. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'd imagine there were makeshift ones with all that metal piping laying around. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Good enough for me!

GM:<font color="#000000">January 22nd - &quot;What does the color orange make your character think of? How does it make her feel?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Orange is somewhat similar to the color of brass and copper, which reminds me of home.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Immesurably uncomfortable. =3=;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Orange reminds me of fire, and not in a good way.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Orange is typically only found in Ezzebek in the form of highly dangerous fungii.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Eh.. out of all the colors you could have chosen, that's the one I have the least reaction to. Nothing.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And it makes me wonder what it exists in up here.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Fruit bats. They like oranges.

Elros:<font color="#009999">Oranges are nice, I suppose. But I don't really feel one way or the other on it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">....You know what? I just realized why Elros is so quiet.

GM:<font color="#000000">Then let's pick a more emotionally polarizing color. The 29th asks the same question about the color red.

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">My fiance. She wears red a lot.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Spring! That's the spring festival colors!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Blood, hunt, prey.

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#660000">The mourning of the wives of the fallen.

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">The color I never want to be associated with Tathi.

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">&gt;.&gt;

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...You all are glass half empty people, aren't you?

TMG:<font color="#000000">and heyo, hatari!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I see that macro, Ghost. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">Are you D&amp;D-ing in your sleep. &gt;:O *looks at IRC*

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">We're just doing character questions while people are getting situated. :3

* VAE mroweth

You whisper to VAE: Though it occurs to me, we should talk about Miron's reentrance.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, red and orange? Miron could probably recite all the potions with such a colour

VAE whispers: We probably should

You whisper to VAE: What the other PCs have seen - Miron left the party as soon as the party got to Braxton Falls to do research at the Mace outpost there, and sneaked back onto the Cygnet before it left.

You whisper to VAE: To explain why he hasn't spoken up yet... does this work? The Cygnet was in the middle of the remnants of a pretty wicked storm, so Miron stole aboard and quickly retreated to a place without windows to wait it out. Now that the weather has calmed, so has his stomach?

VAE whispers: That works perfectly, given his 'love' of sailing

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh this could be fun.

GM:<font color="#000000">January 30th - &quot;A stranger makes a crude comment to your character. How does he/she react?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Just raise my eyebrow and keep walking.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you realise you are speaking with a Leaden Mace Inquisitor, citizen?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">How far away are they? That makes the decision between shocking grasp or fireball.

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">... I do my best to keep Tathi from murdering them. -.-;;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Give it right back!

Elros:<font color="#009999">Does it really matter that much what anyone says? They might get an eye-roll though.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">If they're rude to me, then I'm rude to them!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Unless it's been a bad day.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">In which case, they may just find a new hole in their head.

RAM:<font color="#990000">BALD EAGLE CHICKS!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Daddy just flew off!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I make a verbal stab, and leave them bleeding to death on the floor.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, they're visible again? :o

TMG:<font color="#000000">*checks stream*

RAM:<font color="#990000">Just got a 30 second add, though.

RAM:<font color="#990000">-_-

Miron:<font color="#000000">You couldn't verbally stab an inflated pork bladder.

RAM:<font color="#990000">And daddy's back.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I tried to show sisters, but I got an add, too. &gt;_-

TMG:<font color="#000000">Shankfang: But what if Talfeera's with you? And wouldn't that have been your response when back with the Deffriders?

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hey, I'm still CN!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I believe I did to you when I implied your present complex is due to cowardice when Kemmer was attacked.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Like I said, if it's been a really, really bad day.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">If Talfeera's with me, I'd probably be paying too much attention to her to notice.

GM:<font color="#000000">February 8th - &quot;How does your character feel about large bodies of water?&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Nemesis River notwithstanding. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">They are just *wrong*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">I do my best to meet with the local sea elves.

GM:<font color="#000000">That was more of a creek anyway. =3=

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">Oh good god, there's so much. ._.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">I can name four hundred and fifty three different magical beasts that are aquatic. Off the top of my head.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">It's like the sky, but it's right there.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Sszeyl, I can make your head explode with two words.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Like the Wharrrgarbl?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Spelljammer Helm&quot;/

Miron:<font color="#000000">I like to have solid ground below me. Or below me and above me. You get the idea.

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://picsthatdontsuck.com/web/wharrrgarbl_dog.html

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Mazio has rivers and lakes everywhere, I suppose I take them for granted.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">River of Doom notwithstanding. :P

Elros:<font color="#009999">Large bodues of water are nice to look at, but it's generally hard to cross them. Fresh ones are nice though, when you need a drink.

GM:<font color="#000000">February 15th - &quot;What is your character's favorite piece of clothing?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi's. I MEAN-

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">A nice holster for my pistol.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Har har har. I have a soft spot for bathrobes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Or a comfy pair of boots.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Assuming Talfeera's clothes don't count, that is.

Elros:<font color="#009999">Aelian, wait, you mean Tathi wears clothing around you?

Elros:<font color="#009999">...wait, no, on second thought, I don't want to know.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Well, I do have this one red shirt I really like..

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Aelian, wait, you mean you wear Tathi's clothing sometimes? |3 *declared Dodge on Aelian*

Miron:<font color="#000000">his robe. It's simple to put on, airy, durable, and looks official

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">That's the one I woke up in, isn't it?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">I deny all chages.. now excuse me while I take 20 on a bard.. *aims*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">My toolbelt bandolier. Keeps all my tools easy-to-reach.

Elros:<font color="#009999">I'm fond of my backpack, actually. Though I don't know if you'd call that clothing.

* Dr. Hatari is finally here. =_=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I am partial to this chestwrap. =3=

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

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

* Meany gives Hatari some soda.

GM:<font color="#000000">Want one more character question, or shall I begin the exposition?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hey, Hatari, check IRC in a sec

VAE:<font color="#000000">what happen, Hatari?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">One more! Make hatari answered?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Did cookie monster show up again? And start slinging ethnic slurs?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">One person was on vacation, another sick, and the person in charge called my partner and told her not to come in because she lives in another city and the highways were a disaster.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And the stores ordered 1400 dozen cookies for some obnoxious sale.

GM:<font color="#000000">February 28th - &quot;Your character moves into a new home. What is the first thing he/she buys for it?&quot;

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Spellbook stand.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Quiver rack.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">A nice, big, comfy bed for Talfeera and me.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Heavy Stone Doors. With those fancy Superior locks.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Fully-stocked workshop. No surprise there. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">If I get an infestation of Adventurers, ONE MORE DAMN TIME-

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Insurance. But no one will give me coverage. :I

Miron:<font color="#000000">Why would Miron ever move outside the Leaden Mace habitations. If it ever came to it.. a bunch of scrolls and traps to make an elaborate security system of course. Followed by lots and lots of book racks

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A second home. To act as a DISTRACTION.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And then the bed would have to be broken in, of course.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're kind of single-minded about this. =3=

Elros:<font color="#009999">Hmm...I'm not sure what I'd buy, to be honest.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well here's something you might not expect, unless you think about it. Fertilizer.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Okay! Let's get this show on the road! Roll call~!

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

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That was me lazily slapping the keyboard with the back of my popcorn hand and hitting enter. :B

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Hello, what?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">My Chi is mad focused, yo.

GM:<font color="#000000">Meany, VAE?

* VAE mroweth plotzily

GM:<font color="#000000">Last time on Akellon... there was plot. So very much plot. :B The Vigilant Guardians took down the hags raining terror down on Braxton Falls... and then after recieving their briefing and treasure proceeded to make like a road runner and tear out of there leaving a cloud of dust behind.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Whatwhatwhat?

GM:<font color="#000000">To help with explaining things to those who weren't there, assume the inquisitors got a pack of paper each with information to the effect of what's in the flowchart.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Oh damnit.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( We forgot to lootsplit over the week. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">As is always the case, however, plot follows adventurers. Even when it's plot involving a gnome and a half-orc in love.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:3

TMG:<font color="#000000">No worries, we all have monies of our own that will hold us for awhile, at least until Resca. maybe even until we get back home to castleton.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, *sits back down for session intro*

GM:<font color="#000000">There was quite the explosive reunion... or at least threatening to explode constantly as Shankfang and Gnogglebolt finally met face-to-face.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I thought he was gonna kill me!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We discovered that our bomb-making friend doesn't like our bomb-wearing friend.

GM:<font color="#000000">Luckily, that seems to have smoothed out a little thanks to creative use of plot tokens by Sszeyl and creative use of Sending by Thomas.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Dibs on the next Sending!

GM:<font color="#000000">And Tathi's surprisingly wise advice. Followed by trolling, of course, because Tathis will do as Tathis will do. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Okay but I am not cybering for you two.

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">We pick up on the morning of Yondallon 10th, en route to Thalinde...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Just after the beginnings of reconciliation, and Gnogglebolt goes belowdecks to think.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron, meanwhile, wakes up to an odd sight. Firstly, the ship has stopped rocking like a child's toy in a tub. Second, he seems to have gained a... mechanical cabinmate. O_o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang sticks around topside, enjoying the weather.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Pardon my initial aloofness while I finish my breakfast. I'll be here.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron is still rather green-ish.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I found sszeyl: http://picsthatdontsuck.com/web/indiain_violin_aztec.html

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Bloody ship.. where's my bottle... and.. what the hell is this? One of those dreams again, isn't it?&quot;''

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">How are you this fine morning?

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Narfing headache &gt;.o

* Liatai offers caffeine and/or analgesics.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(By the way, as I spontaneously plotted last session, do you object to renaming the 'Deffbike' to &quot;Deffcycle', ram? &gt;.&gt; )

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Would there be a lifecycle too?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lifecycle and deffcycle

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

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Wait, is it speaking to me? What the bloody hell ''

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Ghostwish, I will murder you.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">With carrots.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The bike isn't speaking, no quotes. Though who knows, Miron might be fuzzy still. :B

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">No, I'm not speaking to you. You must be hallucinating.

* VAE 'll subsequently use carrots to prepare owl pilaf

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And while everyone else has semi-foruth-wall shenannigans, Gnogglebolt mopes in the cargo hold, deep in thought,

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">periord, not comma at the end

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

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

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello!&quot; Pause, as if trying to remember the gesture, then wave wave wave. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi's idly flipping through her spellbook. &quot;Hrmph.. I need to get a new one soon..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat are hyu up to?&quot;

TMG whispers: oh yeah, already rolled today's craft check, didn't I? For the 10th?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">She steps closer, then lowers her voice, speaking in Auran. &quot;(How is Gnogglebolt this morning? He is not trying to kill you, is he?)&quot;

You whisper to TMG: I don't think we did, actually.

* VAE is eating atm ill be more active then

TMG whispers: We pulled up a small server where I rolled a bunch of checks...I rememeber the last check left me with only around 30 gp to go to finish

TMG whispers: I have that log, lemme try and find it...

You whisper to TMG: I remember. I think we left the 10th's check to roll in-session.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Luckily, no. He seems to hef kalmed down qvite a bit. Tomas deed a Sendink to Talfeera for him, she yelled at him a bit, und den he actually apologized!&quot;) Shankfang replies, also in Auran.

TMG whispers: Ah. I -did- roll it already.

TMG whispers: TMG: day 4 of 4, this would be Yondallon 9th, where Gnogglebolt was crafting up until the party returned with Shankfang and shenannigans were had. :B TMG: &#171; 1d20+18+2 = 19 + 18 + 2 = 39 &#187; versus DC 30 TMG: :o TMG: ...you know, I'm starting to get that sinking feeling, you know, when you know you've used up too much good luck and karma? &gt;.&gt; TMG: &#171; 30*39 = 30 * 39 = 1170 &#187; TMG: &#171; 256-117 = 256 - 117 = 139 &#187; TMG: Hokay. and day 5, the present day, no longer in sparkymode. Goodbye, +2, you served me well... TMG: &#171; 1d20+18 = 18 + 18 = 36 &#187; versus DC 30 TMG: &#171; 30*36 = 30 * 36 = 1080 &#187; TMG: &#171; 139-108 = 139 - 108 = 31 &#187; TMG: :o TMG: almost done! Liatai: So close! TMG: I just need ONE more success, and I'll have it! But, will have to wait for next session... Liatai: Session after next. TMG: Gotta complete it before I get enough EXP for level 8, though. I'm very close there, too. Liatai: I think Yondallon 10th is going to eat up all of next session.

* Swallowtail smiles. &quot;(See, I told you it would work out.)&quot; :3 &quot;(The Guardians are good people. They would not let anything happen and help to fix things. It is what they do. What they are.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang smiles back. (&quot;Und belieff me, Hy em tenkful for dat. If it hedn' been for everyone else, Hy really tink Gnogglebolt vould hef tried to kill me.&quot;)

TMG:<font color="#000000">*pumps fists* Yess! Family left to go work on the house and didn't try to take me with them! I'm good now.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Bards will do as bards will do. Strum, strum~ &#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 18 + 15 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Augh, phone.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Ohmigaawd coooouuucch.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">I know. *_*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Edaric does Dwarf Fortress's hauntingly enchanted melody :o

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you need a new one of, Miss Tathi?&quot; :o

TMG:<font color="#000000">either that or Dragonforce. :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqBrB3HpyIk

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She taps her spellbook, smiling. &quot;A spellbook. I'm down to five pages. I tell you, if you ever hear a wizard gloating about reaching power before you, remind them of their professional costs.&quot; She says, giggling.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und even betta, Tomas iz gunna lemmee Send to Talfeera tomorrow! Hy kan' vait to hear from her again!&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JI6kpvUGC1I

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(That is wonderful!)&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''Oie! Who's manning the crow's nest?!'''&quot;

* Swallowtail looks up to see... only a cat up there.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Kor, are you moping about being banned from the galley? :.&quot;?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Elros~

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Time for work~

TMG:<font color="#000000">or Aelian. :B they take turns

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hy know! Hy bet she's vaitink for it, since Gnogglebolt mentioned he hed run into me.&quot; )

Elros:<font color="#009999">Oh, I guess that's what I was doing there.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&gt;.&gt;

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Hey, what am I, chopped liver? &quot;[

Ezer:<font color="#009999">:[

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

TMG whispers: Are we due to sail into Thalinde the morning of Yondallon 11th?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So. Is it a different day from the end of last session?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Or the same morning?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Same morninng, Yondallong 10th

You whisper to TMG: Why not ask someone? ;3

TMG:<font color="#000000">same morning as the sending and stuff

Miron:<font color="#000000">Anyways, after hypnotizing the bike for a time, and seeing whether it talks, Miron finally comes to his senses.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Arch+eng knowledge to see what hte hell it is

* Thomas Lazarus has been unwinding during the afternoon with a tome, in that case. He's not asleep, despite being in bed.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Unlike some people. =w=

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

TMG whispers: I'm asking OOC because I was thinking that if we -were-, and once we're in Thalinde there'll be both no crafting and prolly enough EXP to hit level 8 for Gnogglebolt, that Gnogglebolt spends eight hours, from this morning now crafting, then immediately goes to bed for eight hours, wakes up sometime during the night, and finishes crafting

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''There you are. Next time let someone know if you're comin' down so the crow's nest isn't unmanned, aight, Elros?'''&quot;

TMG whispers: but if I must ask IC, I will. &gt;.&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, orderin' pizza!

Elros:<font color="#009999">I blame my player having a headache. &gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Miron - It's clearly Mazian, and it has wheels so it's likely some sort of vehicle, but beyond that you're not certain.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">mmm, pizza on way

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I miss calling for pizza. : Liatai:<font color="#000000">&gt;: Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You live where? lololololol&quot;

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

* Dr. Hatari just imagines that Liatai lives in Silent Hill, really.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets all his tools and materials set out, but before getting started on work for the day, he thinks of something and heads back up

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

* RAM is gonna order pizza later.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hi-bye, Mr. Gnogglebolt.&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That was odd..&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Brb beating amorphous roast beef people off of windows&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Miss Tathi. Have you talked to Grandpa about a spellbook?&quot; :o

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sometimes we get used ones.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Despite their earlier talk, Shankfang can't help but tense slightly upon Gnogglebolt's appearance.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt waves to Terri as he passes by, but she notices he's a little...less upbeat than he usually is.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I have not. I certainately would like to shop there, however. I bet he's got dragon-hide books!&quot;

* Terri blanches and shakes her head vehemently. &quot;N-never!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then makes his way to the top of the deck, and goes to Stanley

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Hmm.. this looks like a Mazian job.. I guess Gnogglebolt finally did something on that horseless carriage he's been going on about... but why the hell is it in a room on the bloody ship?''

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi grins over at her. &quot;Gotcha.&quot; She says, then smiles. &quot;Oh? Used ones? With the spells still in them?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron stands up and slowly, with a still wobbly walk, goes to see what's going on elswhere on the ship.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm.&quot; She still seems a little shaken.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello, mister Stanley Selkirk? I had a question...&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Dragon hide? Really?&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's up?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt winces as the human shouts in his face. Darn humans.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Of course not. Only the egotistical and morale-less try for those. Adamantium bindings are stronger.&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">I'm not shouting, this is normal volume for me, did you forget? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's the next stop of this ship, and when are we due to arrive?&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">If I was shouting it'd be big text. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">Slowly, the hatch opens and Miron climbs out of the ship's insides.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You would also be rolling saving throws. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">FUS RO DAH!

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 15 + 10 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Sneaksneaksqueak sneaksneaksqueak!

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 10 + 14 = 24&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Hey, where'd that rat go?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ohey, another gnome!

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''That'd be Thalinde. It's a short jaunt, so we should be pulling in at about... two hours before sunset, thereabouts?&quot;'''

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Kor starts poking around the kitchen, looking for something to nibble on. Cheeeeeeeeeese? :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Haloo!&quot; And Miron gets a loud hello and a hearty wave from the new Half-Orc party member!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Gnogglebolt.. seen yer newest project downstairs.&quot;

* Faerie downs some ibuprofens. &gt;.o

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen, &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 17 + 3 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot...

* RAM offers Percoset. He still has a few left from his wisdom teefs removal.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">The James Bond theme song starts playing.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kor manages to find... CHEEEEEEESE.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*jumps* &quot;Who are you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes widen slightly. &quot;So soon? Hrm...but it feels like I need to finish sooner....&quot; Gnogglebolt says to himself, cryptically to Stanley, and walks away without explaining.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;That's our new hire, Miron.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy em Shenkfang de Deffrider! Pleased to meet hyu!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">But right when he's about to claim his great squeaky victory, that's when Tathi gets an annoyed look. &quot;Terri? Could you be a dear and snatch up Kor? He's over there by the kettle, about to make a ship cook very angry.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; 'our' new hire? Does Thomas know about him?&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh? Sure!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He starts to head back down, but catches Miron's question. &quot;Oh, yeah. Still haven't finished it yet, it's all in pieces, but I'm close! Just a few more pieces left...&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Metal Gear Solid Alarm Sound!

* Terri picks up a rat!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Miron Steelsprocket at your service, Mister Shenkfang?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Nuuuuuuuu!!! Squeaksqueakflail! &gt;|(

Terri:<font color="#000000">A lettuce leaf is offered. :3

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">o.o! Your offering is acceptable, moral. Nam nam nam..

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">*mortal

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;He likes it!&quot; x3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Shankfang, actually,&quot; he responds, putting in extra effort to overcome his accent.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef a tick accent.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi chuckles a little. &quot;Well, he's a rat. And a magical one at that. He'll eat just about anything.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Better a thick accent than a thick skull&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat iz very true.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glumly watches Miron and Shankfang talk, then heads back down belowdecks.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Oh! Gnome! Hi! *pounce!*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gess I was walking at a slow pace. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ackpth!&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">I'm the size of a full grown dog and twice as fast. Calculate that, Tinkerer! Licklicklick.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, hello to you too, hound...wait, I thought you didn't like me, only elves?&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">You're small. Like a walking toy! Wag.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas knows. Shenkfang fought with us in box-town.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tries to gently push the dog off. &quot;Sorry, but not really in the mood today...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Box-town?&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Shove? Play! *TACKLE*

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, it iz a pleasure to meet hyu, Inqvisitor Schteelsprocket.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Box-town.&quot; Swallowtail nods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Blag!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Br-axe-town.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Braxton, yes. Is very boxy. Box-town.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Weeeee! I caught a new toy! ^_^

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hee, box-town...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on, you silly dog, I have to get back to work...&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tries to get up again.

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

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where did you go in box-town, Myron?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tavia: Weeeee! I caught a new toy! ^_^ Sszeyl: &quot;Ah.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Last I seen

You whisper to VAE: Sszeyl: &quot;Ah.&quot; Shankfang the Deffrider: &quot;Hee, box-town...&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;Come on, you silly dog, I have to get back to work...&quot; VAE is disconnected. VAE is disconnected. Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt tries to get up again. VAE has connected.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">You smell like oil. Lick. And taste like it too. Bleh!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have heard a few things... you were dealing with a coven of hags while I was attempting to do a few outstanding bits of research in the local Leaden Mace branch, as you probably all know.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Serves you right. I've been working with oil and metal for five days straight, and haven't take a swim yet.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now ger'off me.&quot; Gnogglebolt stands up again.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, und ve killed dem goot!&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Wuff! Oo! oo! We can go play?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That appears excellent. Was the ..Sszeyl giving you any trouble?'

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also, have you seen Inquisitor Lazarus anywhere?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No no. Stay, staaaaaaay...&quot; Gnogglebolt then slips through the trapdoor and slams it shut behind him. WOn' do to have the dog walking in and kicking around the delicate parts.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Hey! &gt;:O The pooch sniffs around the trap door.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tomas? Hy tink he vent back down below deck.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus left the deck a couple hours ago and hasn't been anywhere since. He's presently in his room for the record.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then all is well.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We shall meet later, Mister Shenkfang.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome once again descends the stairs.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">The puppy eyeballs the latch. o.o

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">She grips it in her teeth and pulllllllllls-

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt settles down and gets to work. Craft check already pre-rolled

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Now.. let's see which room Tom is in.. hopefully the same as last.. ''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and now afk

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Oh? Hey! I opened it! :&gt;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Reflex save, Tavia.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 7 + 6 = 13&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; reflex!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You don't quite make it down before the door swings shut again. It bops you on the head.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Arooo. x.x

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">She tries again! Bite, pulllllll... okay go go go!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 6 + 6 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; reflex!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;What's there to do in Thalinde? :.&quot;

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

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Owwwww.. My head! x.x

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">I've got it this time!! Bite, pullllll.. WEE!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 1 + 6 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; reflex!

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">BAMF. Into the door. X_@

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This time you take &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;So, dat vas Miron? He seems like a pretty nize guy.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Oh yes, that. :v&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Don't let him fool you.&quot;)

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron and nice

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hears the commotion at the trapdoor, especially that last WHONK

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;He's a workaholic.&quot;)

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Owch mah noze. T_T

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's some things that one VERY rarely sees in one sentence

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Makes him a bit crazy.&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">*knocks louder* &quot;Brother Thomas?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks up with a start.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">While Tavia is still smarting, he goes to the trapdoor and closes the internal latch. Now it can only be opened by someone with hands or a key, however this particular door lock works

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und Hy hef medicine to deliver vunce ve get to Telinde. Voopink Kough outbreak, very nasty.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh. Sorry, brother. Come on in.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Oh! Hey! Another short person!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">*CRASH!*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, good to see ya ag...AARGH&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">So, Thomas, did you order your gnome with a side-order of hound missle?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Reflex save

* Thomas Lazarus is sitting in bed with one of the atypically forboding forbidden tomes he has taken to studying in his lap. He smirks faintly at the dogpile.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Oooo! You don't taste like oil! Licklick. Oh hello big silly human!

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome falls on his face, crushed by a fluffy mass.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;A vorkaholic, huh? Vell, dere hain'tink vrong vith dat.&quot;)

* Thomas Lazarus makes a lazy shooing gesture at Tavia. &quot;Now now.&quot; :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;GET. OFF. ME.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">But but but.. Gnome!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">She puts a paw on Miron's face... it covers his entire face. X)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">One of these days you're gonna get turned into a newt, you know.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;MMMFFFF&gt;&gt;&gt;&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Newts are fun? Wag wag wag. :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 18 + 0 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Strength check to push the dog off

* Thomas Lazarus shuts his book with a quite loud clap and smirks.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come on, come on.&quot; :P

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

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Oooo! Warm spot!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That was a really fast disc. o.o

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">So now Thomas has an obnoxiously large puppy fanned out on his bed. ^_^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Exactly the descriptor I would have picked. &gt;|3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">-- D: VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron: &quot;MMMFFFF&gt;&gt;&gt;&quot; Tavia: Newts are fun? Wag wag wag. :D Miron: &#171;&#160;1d20+0 = 18 + 0 = 18&#160;&#187; Strength check to push the dog off

VAE:<font color="#000000">last i seen

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas cures the puppy's muzzle. &#171; &#160;1d8+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

You whisper to VAE: Miron: &#171;&#160;1d20+0 = 18 + 0 = 18&#160;&#187; Strength check to push the dog off * Thomas Lazarus shuts his book with a quite loud clap and smirks. Tavia: Oof! Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Come on, come on.&quot; :P VAE is disconnected. VAE is disconnected. Tavia: Oooo! Warm spot! Dr. Hatari: That was a really fast disc. o.o Tavia: So now Thomas has an obnoxiously large puppy fanned out on his bed. ^_^ Thomas Lazarus: Exactly the descriptor I would have picked. &gt;|3 VAE has connected. Thomas Lazarus: -- D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; What have you been into.. &quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Owch! Oh hey! Nose is all better now! Thanks! Wag wag wag. Is this your pillow? Chew. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Miron: &#171;&#160;1d20+0 = 18 + 0 = 18&#160;&#187; Strength check to push the dog off * Thomas Lazarus shuts his book with a quite loud clap and smirks. Tavia: Oof! Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Come on, come on.&quot; :P VAE is disconnected. VAE is disconnected. Tavia: Oooo! Warm spot! Dr. Hatari: That was a really fast disc. o.o Tavia: So now Thomas has an obnoxiously large puppy fanned out on his bed. ^_^ Thomas Lazarus: Exactly the descriptor I would have picked. &gt;|3 VAE has connected. Thomas Lazarus: -- D: VAE: Miron: &quot;MMMFFFF&gt;&gt;&gt;&quot; Tavia: Newts are fun? Wag wag wag. :D Miron: &#171;&#160;1d20+0 = 18 + 0 = 18&#160;&#187; Strength check to push the dog off VAE: last i seen Thomas Lazarus: Thomas cures the puppy's muzzle. &#171;&#160;1d8+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160;&#187; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;What have you been into..&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron spits around and dusts off dog fur and saliva from his robe, beard.. everything

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">am I channeling douglas too much? XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is one of the things I decisively didn't miss while in the Braxton Falls Mace branch office.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus laughs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I imagine not. You seem to have an aura that all beasts just love.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It seems so.. bloody things, never leave me alone.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If it's any consolation, senior analyst Thorngage also got dogpiled. Priceless.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Anyways. How does the day treat you?&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus grins. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Firstly, i'd like to know who's the newcomer upstairs... i think he's called Shenkfang.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shares his bed with the puppy. =w=;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy tink zumone iz talkink about me...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Understood. We found him in Braxton. I believe his profession is courrier, with a Mazian company. I imagine you saw his vehicle and firearm.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah.. so that thing isn't of Gnogglebolt's make.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We ..well.. 'adventurer recruited' (I guess is the term) him while we were there and investigating the local disturbance.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have health,&quot; Swallowtail says to Shankfang post-sneeze.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is.. he trustworthy? He appears rather.. simple, as his race would suggest ,but that can always be a clever disguise.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's more like we were looking into similar matters and didn't mind the help. I checked him. He's not evil, or magical. For what that's worth. And he has stood by us in dire straights.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any suspicious behaviour... also, why did he claim to join? What sum did he request?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know what I think of that sort of proof, brother... &quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises his hands in the air defensively. &quot;Yes, I do.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hmmm.&quot; Tathi seems lost in thought as she gazes at her spellbook, then she looks up at Terri.. &quot;Terri.. are you familiar with the copper dragons around the charred veld?

* Liatai sits back and waits for Miron to be told about Talfeera. *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it's more like he was looking into the matter of the 'invisible blue giants' before we even showed up.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Invisible blue giants?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai; oh don't worry, I'm waiting for that, too. But this is facinating to watch regardless. :&gt;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kinda. Max an' Papa an' Mama an' Grandpa know more. Why?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...not to make the actors self-concious or anything. &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's what the local rumors were calling the Ogre Magi. Minions of the hag coven.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It's a long story.. if you want to hear it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;One of them ambushed us.&quot; He sighs.

* Terri leans forward. :o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Aelian got killed in a frost blast. Luckily the commander was available that night and we got him brought back.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;My father. His family is ruined to have copper dragon blood in its veins. He's a sorcerer, if that's any evidence.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahh... hmm, unless the bugger was actively watching your group and tailored his story...Looks reasonably genuine so far. Did you check on him with any locals?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Still. They were serious threats to be lurking in the middle of town.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">His family is ruined to have copper dragon blood in its veins.

VAE:<font color="#000000">AHAHHA, best typo ever

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;He was killed in the war. Died in a battle against a coven of Lolth's high priestesses.&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">... and I didn't even see it. WTF BRAIN. SERIOUSLY. WTF.

Terri:<font color="#000000">D: Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A TALK. YOU. ME. JACK DANIELS.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmm. I didn't. But, oh.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gnogglebolt knows him, actually.&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Liver: y u dragin' me into this, boss?

* Thomas Lazarus smirks a little sadly. &quot;They're on really bad terms, actually.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*facepalms* &quot;The one thing that could have made me at peace.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But getting better I hope.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;However, after the forest burned down, we were getting ready to commit his body, and, lo and behold, a copper dragon shows up. Just dropped right in.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">O_O ?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Even Aelian has stopped fiddling with his bow.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;He brought my father back to life.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">:O !!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, what Gnogglebolt knows might be well outdated. People change.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Could be. But..&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">That was right for the wrong reasons. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, you missed the drama earlier.&quot; He chuckles.

TMG:<font color="#000000">also, interesting Tathi story :o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Shankfang apparently proposed to Gnogglebolt's sister, and they're getting married sometime in the next couple seasons. I communicated a sending between Gnogglebolt and her just to calm his disbelief.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;The strangest thing was.. he never said why. Never asked for anything in return. He didn't even give his name or anything. Just.. flew in, greeted us, gave a few condolences for our losses, but then said we would be one loss less. Revived my father, dodged every single question we flung at him, and made like an imp in a church. Gone like the wind.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't speak gnome, so I have no idea what she said. But it seems like everything checks out.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And tere it is. |3

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

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's exactly what everyone else's face looked like.&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*The gnome bursts into laughter*

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I do have a bit of a description of him, if that will help? I'll never forget him.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think I can help... Grandpa an' Max an' Papa would be better.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's a pretty nice guy, though. If there's any plot or sabotage or whatnot in him, he's a world-class act, brother. I trust you'll be on guard no matter what I say though.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This.. I... pfft.. imagine what the kids will look like...and his.. the sorceress... ahhaha.. this is... &quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Remind me to snag a leash on that pooch of yours some time then.&quot; She says, smirking.

Terri:<font color="#000000">X3

TMG:<font color="#000000">and out it comes, Miron's just a dirty old gnome. :B

* Thomas Lazarus just smirks and shakes his head a little.

* Liatai kind of wants to see how far she can get with just having Terri respond with emoticons. *brick'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome, asides from his usual manners seems to be mentally nonpresent for a time.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Seriously. Tasha's hideous laughter wouldn't have been worse.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Do hyu hear laughter, Svallowtail?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">After a while of snorts and disjoint insights into the situation, the gnome calms down.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah. That's why they were on bad terms. Gnogglebolt was waving his shotgun around in the air hollering like,&quot; he hushes his voice and mimics Gnogglebolt poorly, &quot;'I said if I ever saw you again I'd shoot yer face off!!'&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... So really. I don't think he's dangerous.&quot; :B

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Yes.)&quot; :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Listen check!

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Is good. Need laughter after box-town.)&quot; :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Huh. Vant to see vat ve're missink?&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This must have been golden... &quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">Hmm. Should I be doing spot and listen checks, since I'm up here? &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We were honestly really worried at first. And Gnogglebolt is still quite uncomfortable with the whole issue.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can if you like. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it is admittedly easy to smile about it in hindsight.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Worried about *what* XD&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 18 + 13 = 31&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; Spot check

Elros:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 16 + 13 = 29&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; Listen check

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way.. i do bear more serious news.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh my gosh you should have seen them.&quot; &gt;.&gt; x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Elros can hear Miron laughing from all the way up in the crow's nest. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Oh.&quot; His smirk fades into seriousness.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nothing dangerous headed your way, though.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Huh. Vant to see vat ve're missink?&quot;)

Elros:<font color="#009999">The fresh sea air heightens the senses, you see. And you people, and your being noisy downstairs.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">But this is river. =w=

Elros:<font color="#009999">At least there's nothing tentacle-y though. &gt;.&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I talked with Archivist Thompson and Senior Analyst Thorngage about the.. issues we face.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Regarding Mace matters, I take it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Swan Song, what do you think?)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They passed on a copy of their findings to us, as a matter of fact.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Hmm? Sorry, was watching a fish. =3=;&quot;)

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Have you ever gone fishing, Swan Song?)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;I tried once. Caging, actually.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Was trying to gather fish to appease my bear neighbor.&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, though i suspect I have been able to glean a few more insights. For one, Guardians of the Thread... guess who uses spiders as a symbol. If Sszeyl was being truthful ., this might be an internal conflict between his newfangled drow order, and a reformed version of Lolth priesthood that's leaking elsewhere.&quot;

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Underdark fish are the equivalent of surface-world dictators.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Terri?&quot;

* Swallowtail headtilts. :. ?

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes'm?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way.. it's just empty theorising until we learn more.. and that's precisely what I think we'll be able to do.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Bitch, underdark fish are the equivalent of the fucking boogeyman.

* Thomas Lazarus actually looks shocked.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What about.. dragons up north? My brother keeps writing about snow and dragons.. and of course sending me comprehensive notes on his research. Poor courier must have had a strained back by the end of it..&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hy like feesh, Dey taste goot.&quot;)

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silvers?&quot; :O

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or white?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;My neighbor is a bear, apparently going into long-sleep.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; You can't mention this to him. You've seen how he behaves when Lloth is mentioned. He might do something even more erratic than usual if he suspected. Worse if it's true.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;I was giving him fish so he wouldn't steal from me.&quot;)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You know, he never specifies. He talks about being inside some massive castle, how they allowed him in, and then next following twenty-six paragraphs are some rather boring, but astonishing, notes on how to blend alchemy into transmutation.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(That makes sense.)&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">:O !

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your brother's in Skydragon Citadel?!&quot; :O !!!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;...How odd.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu neighbor vas a bear?!&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Twenty six paragraphs? Wow. Your brother must be a wordy man.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;I'm suddenly filled with the urge to strangle Miron.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Is, not was.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Iz&quot;)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Actually no, he's very short and to the point. I did say comprehensive?&quot; She says, and then looks to Terri. &quot;Is that what it is called? A lot of dragons roost there? Scaley keys and everything?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When delivering the letter,we are to obtain personal belongings, or better, former body parts from each of the Marathals, if at all possible. We shall hand those to Inquisitor Aldwin Geas stationed in the area. He, and possibly other Mace agents will use them to better scry on the whole family upon the letter's delivery. If it's a conspiratorial event, we shall learn what are they up to, or, if they find out in the worst case, force them to act in a time inopportune to them.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, yeah!&quot; :O

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a whoooole clan of silvers up there!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*looks at Thomas quizzically* &quot;Who does?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes, that seems to be where he is then. I never knew about it, but he did. Went straight north after the fire.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tharky learned dragonsong from one!&quot; :O

* Thomas Lazarus takes in the instructions passively, only offering a nod.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">In response, &quot;Sszeyl, I meant.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nail clipping, hair,blood drops.. anything is fine, as long as we're sure it's not from a cat or whatnot. The idea is doing it in secret. And no, none of the other party members i'd consider... reliable enough to know this.&quot;

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

* RAM can't wait until Miron hears Shankfang has a delivery for them, too.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; As far as I can gather, his order and Lloth's clergy are beyond fanatical enemies. I don't think he would ever consider not entering immediate combat with one if we crossed paths. Nor do I think he would do anything short of bolting out of our custody to go intercept one if he suspected they were about. See?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Bolting? =3= And have you clanking after me while on the hunt?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Curious. I wonder why they admitted my brother. He always was the bookish one.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm just making reasonable conclusions based on past behavior. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Here, Sszeyl, wear this saddle. I'll be your pocket artillery.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And they're quite true.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Also, mkay. :V

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">HI HO SILVER HAIR-

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( oh god so many bricks- ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When drow fight drow, it's decent people who win out. However, this needs to be a precise operation.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Letting him know anything would be going hunting rabbits with a drum.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I understand. But it's still Sszeyl. We can't let him get into that kind of trouble, possibly alone. Not while he's still entertaining his 'guest'. I'm just letting you know to know.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">How cute.

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus bops Miron on the forehead with two fingers, quite harmlessly. &quot;Of course 'him'.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's more like a squatter than a guest.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">FLEE FOR YOUR MEANINGLESS LIVES, MONKEYS!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I am no monkey!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">'''Half-monkey, then. =3='''

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

* Liatai returns with chips. :9

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, correct. I guess the storm didn't exactly improve my mental faculties.. for a moment I thought the .. vehicle was talking at me, even.&quot;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Miiiirooooooooon...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Regardless. I understand. Although I'm afraid this kind of thing is probably the type of inquisitorial work I am worst suited for. I'm not exactly equipped for sublte movement. I'll do my best.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand, brother. I, too would kill to have Robin present here...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You may wish to speak with Swallowtail, honestly. She's a level-headed and helpful woman. She understands what's on the line, and still.. (what was it..)&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Your Aperture Science Weighted Deffbike will never threaten to stab you, and in fact cannot speak. If your Weighted Deffbike does speak, please disregard its advice.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ordinarily i'd try with prestidigitation.. however i'm unsure whether they wouldn't be able to detect it, being seemigly magically skilled.&quot;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Kill everyone on the ship and throw their bodies overboard!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes... that does sound like a reasonable option.. we don't tell her too much, of course, and we'll need to watch her closely. '

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Said something about a life debt. No doubt from when we saved her from that underground family.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(I can't believe I forget their names already. Has this already become such a 'job'?)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;So...luvly veadder ve are hevink, yah?&quot;)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Yes. Sunny. But cold.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Brisk.&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I .. guess we don't have that any other options. And.. asides from Luis Sargano, that old dead-looking Blackskull I don't remember either.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I realize suddenly I used 'OTHER LANGUAGE' syntax just then. My mistake.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas only speaks Kellon. :B

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hy prefer dis to de heat, personally.&quot;)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We understand. is usually speaking in an undertone with Thomas, yes?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The Sarganos. Sharp memory on you. Good one of us has one.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Twas the aim, yup.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">On a whim, I checked Aelian and Tathi. They only share common and elven. XP

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And well... it is a job, brother. While others work to create things we need for living, we work by destroying things.. human or inhuman, that'd try to defile and harm the former.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Why is your neighbor a bear, Swan Song?)&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Because we can hardly bear him.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ba-dum Cha!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Remember the cave house I showed you? He lives in the small cave about fifty feet away from the back door there.&quot;)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">:o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose I'll continue to get used to it.&quot; He smiles a bit sadly, and marks a place in his tome.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... That reminds me.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;It must be pretty kool, hevink a bear for a neighbor...&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes.. Sarganos. The devils find work for empty hands, Saint Cuthbert says, and those three youths seem to show proof.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I performed a divination earlier. Pelor seems to be of mind that you and our agents are going into this itching to butt heads with those we're meeting.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Sooo...hennyone hef a deck uf kards or zumddink?&quot;)

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt does, actually. :B

* Liatai checks inventories.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Want to practice katas? =3=;)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Have paper.)&quot;

* Swallowtail takes out a variety of colored papers.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heh.. it can certainly be called that. Both the drow in plate armour and Cal'tel are sought by the local Mace branch for a variety of crimes. In clase of Cal'tel, murder and apparent blackmail, in case of the drow, releasing prisoners, sicking monsters on people , and resistance to authority.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;But...but Hy don' know henny kata. At least, none uf de kind hyu're talkink about.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If those are who we find, perhaps it's best. But I don't really suspect we will.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I only bring it up to point out I think a peaceful resolution is possible.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(It is fine. Do you want to learn paper-folding?)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's not forget that. I'll be gunning for it, brother.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also, either his pegasus has some sort of odd spell on it, or the Braxton Falls Mace members have worse throwing aim than an arse.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Sure! Hy kan make zumddink for Talfeera!&quot;)

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If Akellon were ever retold

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In like, narrated storyteller format

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Miron would be the best. Narrator. Ever.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">The narrator would have to pause every couple of seconds to go 'what.. the.. fuck?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">no. I got one ten times better.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Heh. Seconding both sentiments. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's an old joke. Ask Miron if you want to know XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Narrator from Bastion. :P

Meany:<font color="#660000">From who?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Bastion. Computer game, indie.. best narrator of all time.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Never heard of it.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Here, we start with very simple. Boat.)&quot; :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You've never heard of, like, Star Wars and things. You don't count. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">seriosuly, just youtube 'bastion narrator'. Hundreds of em

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hokay, boat it iz!&quot;)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; paper fold~

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes a seat and prepares for learnage!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Why do you fail me, dice. D: Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Is it...dex?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In any case, I don't feel I need to drag out any particular lectures with you, brother.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Luckily the DC was 5. :B Int, it's a Craft check.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Int check!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Through a combination of confidence in your wisdom and resistance to listening to what others have to say.&quot; He smirks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 16 + 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Paper folding!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways.. we'll watch the Marathals to see what they are going in. &quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">O: Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Nice boat!)&quot; :o

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

* Dr. Hatari bricks the GM. :B

* Sszeyl holds up a turtle. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Tenk hyu!&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;However, if they truly are of the vile Lolth's cult... I must say that showing them the least mercy would be an insult to justice. That lot needs to be send to the nine hells on an express stagecoach.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( =3=; ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways, since VAE needs to mention it.. Miron's expression comes from an old joke that the arse is the worst cannonier. It aims at the feet, but when it fires, it hits the nose.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've little doubt that's true. Just be cautious. I don't think it's quite all that bad. We'll see, though.&quot;

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We shall see indeed. For now, we must focus on obtaining the fragments we need.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Vat are ve foldink nekst?&quot;)

* Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;I'll leave the details to you for the moment. I've got a little bit of sorting to do with some items we found.&quot; (OOC: Doing loot in other window.)

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">rofl, wow. That joke is awesome.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(What do you want to make?)&quot; Swallowtail has started with a bird.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know! It's a slovak joke, too

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Int check!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 11 + 5 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; duck!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hmm...how about a bear? Talfeera alvays kalls me her Kuddle-Bear.&quot;)

* Swallowtail sets about teaching Shankfang to fold a bear. &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18&#160;  &#187; assist!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I assume someone (Sszeyl, Tathi, Aelian, whoever) is using the necklace of fireballs we found instead of selling it

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 10 + 1 = 11&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Bear!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You have a bear! :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl sets a spider off to the side.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:D (&quot;Hy hef a bear!&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 11 + 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Int check!

* Thomas Lazarus pauses in his note-taking and goes off to locate Tathi and Edaric.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Knock knock knock. &quot;Miron, are you in here?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hy vonder if Tomas knows henny schpells to send tinks to pipple...&quot;)

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh hi, Tom. Have you seen Miron about?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Afternoon, Ed. I was just looking for you.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus pauses.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes indeed. We just finished a chat.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Nothing much. Just writing down some prices. I wanted to see if you or Tathi wanted to use any of these scrolls.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Arcane Scroll (Mirror Image), Pyrotechnics) (Read Magic), Displacement, Summon Monster III

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Depends, what's on 'em? I'm... not really that great on my spell-reading.&quot; ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus pauses. &quot;Come to think of it, I'm not all that sure how your magic works. You're not a wizard at all, are you?&quot; :.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've never seen a wizard make magic with music.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I have no idea.&quot; He chuckles dryly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess I'll leave you to your business, then.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods and departs.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. that displacement one's a stronger version of a spell I already know... don't think I can cast it yet, though. Tathi might be more interested. Thanks.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomasclaus comes with a big bag full of MAGIC. :O

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh hey, Miron! Do you have a minute?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes I am..&quot; Miron, deep in thought, finally realises someone who isn't a bike has been shouting at him.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you require?&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you speak Draconic?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As a matter of fact, I do.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances up from her spellbook. &quot;Ah, hello Thomas! No troubles, I hope?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas offers the scrolls to Tathi, just in case. The player in question happens to think Mirror Image is a kick ass spell.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Why exactly 'trouble' reminds him.. He starts looking around. &quot;Where's Tavia..&quot;

* Edaric kneels and takes a book out of his pack. &quot;I've been trying to pick it up before we get to the coast. I just wanted to ask if I was pronouncing this right.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not at all. Just thought it would be good to show you these before hawking them.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi tilts her head slightly, and glances at the scrolls.

* Thomas Lazarus smiles faintly at Aelian.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Arcane Scroll (Mirror Image (150 gp), Pyrotechnics (150 gp)) (total 300 gp), Arcane Scroll (Read Magic (12 gp 5 sp), Displacement (375 gp), Summon Monster III (375 gp))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;She stole my pillow.&quot; =w=;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh. Mirror Image. That's illusion. I'm not sure if I could even use it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">I forget.. are they forbidden from using scrolls of their forbidden schools too?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;But the others are nice!&quot; She says.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">M'I'unno.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm.. lemme look at it..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Says Miron who's not even in the room.. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They're all yours, then.&quot; ^^

* Dr. Hatari writes off scrolls.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Displacement is another illusion spell, I'm not sure who-&quot; And then it's like a lightbulb flares over her head. She smirks. &quot;Oh Terri..&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">What the hell, Ghost

VAE:<font color="#000000">check what's going on

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's asking him about a bloody book

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">rofl, sorry, thought you were talking about the scrolls!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not your shitty arcane scrolls Miron can't even use

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here, this one. 'Hysvear... hysvear shafer thrae bensvelt -- bensvelk.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus takes a seat -- what this couch is awesome.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">I KNOW RITE.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tathi 'Gru Voice': &quot;Liiiiight-bulb!&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And Mirror Image. Both useful defensive measures. I half-regret shunning illusion all these years..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;So, vat is next, Svallowtail?&quot;)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Whatever you want to make. That is the fun in it; the paper can become anything.)&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm... well, I can try!&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Are we about ready to move forward?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;22101/9 = 22101 / 9 = 2455.666666666666666666666666666667&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm ready!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, door. ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron looks at the text...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Alright, let's try dis!&quot;)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Loot calculated for future reference.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Craftcraftcraft. Ready for timekippy anytime.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And now, my lack of player Draconic knowledge comes in bad

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 18 + 1 = 19&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Paper Deffbike!

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The guardians can all expect to gain about 2455 gp when we hit town.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's &quot;soar on good winds.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">I was wondering if I might run to a store, since I wasn't doing anything here. &gt;.&gt;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Including Swallowtail and Edaric.

VAE:<font color="#000000">yeah, but.. what's he doing wrong reading it?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But not you, Aelian.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You get paid in other currencies.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm... Is it some sort of book about sailing?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Can has paper Deffbike?

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Looks in briefly, running through the pages*

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">BEST. PAY CHECK. EVER. WIN. I GET PAID. LOSE. I GET PAID. DIE. I GET PAID.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Aww well. wouldn't have been able to get the necklace anyway, it seems. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Not sure if approval or pity is appropriate response.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Excuse me but all your Ls seem to be replaced with Ps..

* TMG cracks up http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YOxVjbGvUpI

VAE:<font color="#000000">VAE doesn't get the joke

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

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Vae: Replace the &quot;p&quot; in &quot;paid&quot; with an l

Faerie:<font color="#009999">&gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I assume he meant the Skyrim reference. :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://senorgif.memebase.com/2010/08/01/funny-gifs-holy-jacket-of-smite/

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Oh. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm, also.. he gets laid when dead?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Now that's something i'd want, too

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait, actually, nope. Necrophiles. Ew.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You might say he... *shades drift into place*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Got laid to rest.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Someone find me a local slovak fish.. I need to slap the crap out of wnfbndjhbfguidsabgfkdbgd

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Carp works, I think

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">well, the DM has died laughing, it seems.

VAE:<font color="#000000">*Vae gets slapped the carp of*

VAE:<font color="#000000">I guess Carp-e Diem.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Nah, had to get the door.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; oh my gawd, it fits so perfectly. The ORIGINAL Fus Ro Dah! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fqzxCzDZO9c&amp;feature=related

TMG:<font color="#000000">(and okay, enough from me derailing the game, sorry. &gt;.&gt; )

TMG:<font color="#000000">(....and more links will be in irc . )

TMG:<font color="#000000">*any more

* VAE still don't get it much

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He's pronouncing it hesitantly.

TMG:<font color="#000000">it's a meme. :B I'll show you later.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, it's just a primer. I figured learning phrases to wish someone well and diplomatic things like that would be the best things to learn first.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Can has paper Deffbike? I rolled a 19.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can has. x3

Meany:<font color="#660000">Draconic to Common phrasebook: Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;I will not buy this record, it is scratched.&quot;

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto... when you're ready to move on, copy-paste your tokens to where you see Teeny Rin in Thalinde!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Owl wins the internets.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Oh, but Tom and Miron still need to go see Swallowtail, right?

VAE:<font color="#000000">I guess, at least

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Especially since... you know. Elder dragon champion.&quot; ^^;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Oh I nearly forgot. Some time during that little scroll fiasco, Aelian huffs, and goes and de-dogs Thomas's Bed. XD

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt finishes his crafting after many hours, as the sun starts sinking beynd the horizon, and the Cygnet pulls into the Thalinde riverside docks.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Do they? Then you might want to shake the bard or get Tom to talk to Swallowtail.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right..&quot; *explainst to him proper pronounciation of a few phrases*

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, what's going on?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Going to be awkward, since Sszeyl and Swallow will have been practicing katas for a few minutes, at least. =3=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Remember for the third conspirator last time with the letter? THey are going to use her again.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(ram, check irc)

* Edaric repeats the phrases carefully, trying to commit them to memory. &quot;That helps a lot. Thanks, Miron.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That.. i guess is enough for a while.. gotta go now.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang spends his time making little paper things.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When we return to the Mace I can find you a few neat books in draconic. You'd wonder but even dragons write humorous stories on occassion.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Really!&quot; :. &quot;I'd like that. Thanks.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Most of them are variations on the Cuckoo Egg theme, but some are quite good.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Say... Mr. Tom, Mr. Aelian, Miss Tathi?&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is Thalinde gonna be another place where I'm gonna hafta stay on the boat?&quot; :(

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I certainately hope not!&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron peers out for a moment, then returns downstairs.'' Good, she's there.. now for Tom ''

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron checks a few of the rooms.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you forget something?&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any idea where did Tom go? I .. didn't notice.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Toward the galley last I saw.&quot; Edaric points toward the large double doors.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hmm. Don't know what exactly is going on right now, so pretending that Gnogglebolt is wherever Terri is right now.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you sure, Terri?You don't want to stay where Mateo is..?&quot; he says knowingly.

* Thomas Lazarus offers Terri a smile. &quot;I think this town will be safe. I'm terribly sorry about the last wait, dear. I never expected Braxton would be that dangerous.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Look! Hy made a flower!&quot;)

* Terri fidgets. &gt;.&gt;;;;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron looks in, again.

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well -- Mr. Sszeyl painted me with the group, that means I'm a Guardian, right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just sorting out some expedition financing.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Bwahaha, beware.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;An' a good guardian's supposed to stay with people who do protectin' so they can protect what needs protectin'.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hahaha. It's sort of plausible when Tomi does it, just because she's proactive. And it fits the character of Otto quite well.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I am now unofficially in charge of recruitment.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But you just left this guy in charge of your accounting.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm, did a day pass sinve last game?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh give it up. You're an accountant at heart, baker. :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">last proper game Miron did somethin

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah, yes, it's been a day since Miron's minisession.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I do have a business minor. =w=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Okay, means either way, I can clear out used spells

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which does not really help my case because I'm always sloppy and off by atleast 5%. *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt smiles in spite of himself. &quot;Oh, alright. If you really want to come, Terri, I suppose you can. But you gotta be careful, okay? And you have to promise, if we tell you to do something or go somewhere, you do it, okay?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Luckily apathy and no supervision are an awesome mix when you're doing math. *bricked more*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's say, brother, I gave some thought to the matter, and I agree. Come with me.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And you know, Gnogglebolt could IC have done the sorting thought you did it OOC, hatari. :B

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Who's doing math at the moment?

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay... but if it's somethin' bad I'll be askin' questions!&quot; Terri nods resolutely.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sure thing.&quot; He closes his tome and stands.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough, I suppose.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Maces. &gt;:O

* Edaric nods as the inquisitors pass and goes back to tuning up his instruments in his cabin.

Miron:<font color="#000000">On your head drow-boy

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Haloo Tomas, Miron!&quot; Wave wave wave!

Miron:<font color="#000000">on your head.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You don't have to be so on guard. It's not like we're -- oh wait we are.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">My hand, through your chest cavity.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, Gnogglebolt accompanies the rest of the party in tying up the boat at the docks and disembarking. Others note he seems to be deliberately keeping his distance from Shankfang.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*dons shades, presents neuralizer*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm makink tinks out uf paper!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">'''You can warp the meat, but not me, mortals. &gt;:O'''

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tom is SO reminding me of our first year thermodynamics professor.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good afternoon.&quot; :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">At the moment, we're just wrapping up things on the Cygnet. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods at the origamiworks.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">He was super funny, but in the end of the lectures, he went.

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;And don't fret about the exam too much, this isn't rocket science. Well, it is, but it isn't difficult.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am having a hard time imagining Thomas as a thermodynamics professor. :B

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">he had the lecture room in stitches of course.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I assume this is sending?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My favorite is, &quot;Don't worry, it's not rocket surgery.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Miron and speaks normally, &quot;I suppose it can wait until we're in town. It can't really be helped.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Besides. We'll need to do a little shopping before we disembark again.&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Then let us disembark!

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone got their tokens on Thalinde? I see no Miron yet.

* Terri walks happily in the middle of the group, humming a little song.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang rolls slowly along on his Deffbike.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm, by the way, there's a guy contained by the Foundation who could perform rocket surgery :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Ah, Thalinde, Silk Capital of Akellon. And you can certainly tell. Almost everyone has at least a scarf or belt with a pattern on it, and the sheer variety of colors and clothing styles are enough to fill a fashion designer's dreams with delight.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The Half-Orc also makes sure his delivery is still on his bike and hasn't been messed with.

TMG:<font color="#000000">HappehMink :o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Commencing reveal. 3, 2..

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">you should have seen the tokens earlier. Tathi has a new macro because of one. :P

GM:<font color="#000000">Granted, it's getting to be near sunset, so the markets aren't as busy as they normally would be. But you can easily find some that are open!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Ooooo. Any magic stores? :&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh nevermind. It isn't that type of map. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">There are quite a few. Mostly specializing in magical garments.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I could go for some enchanted accessories...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Might as well sell this before market closes.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Swallowtail. &quot;Would you mind coming with me? I'd like to speak with you.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;? S&#236;, s&#236;.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Darnit. I'm looking for a spellbook. Anything like that?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Or maybe someone who could enchant my bike?

* Thomas Lazarus nods and walks off to the stalls, and sells off the party's swag. All the while, speaking casually but quietly with Swallowtail in tow.

GM:<font color="#000000">You'd be more likely to find scrolls. Very few people are willing to part with their old spellbooks.

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, so we all gain... 2,455gp? Does that include Gnogglebolt?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Or no, because he wasn't in Braxton Falls?

GM:<font color="#000000">Bike enchanting would probably take longer than you have.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was hoping to ask for your help with a sensitive matter coming up very soon.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That included Gnogglebolt, indeed.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Not old! I need a new one! :&gt;

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh! Then yes, there are plenty of blank spellbooks.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I sort of just automatically include PCs that are connected. Regardless, Thomas would have split it 9 ways. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">10 ways, probably, in fact.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">How about some magical accessories? Any nice rings or necklaces that would benefit me?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Great! Standard price?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But Aelian is being left out for arbitrary OOC mechanical reasons.

GM:<font color="#000000">Standard price. What are you looking for, Shankfang?

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;19184+2455 = 19184 + 2455 = 21639&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hrm, I don't know much about magical items...

* Terri buys a silk scarf and wraps up in it. &quot;Mmmmm... softy~&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Something to increase his attack or possibly dex would be nice, though.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Not too worried about AC, since he tends to stay more in the back.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt still has his scarf from Redtree, and bundles up in it as night falls and chill sets in.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Poll your fellow players. :3 Though Gloves of Dexterity +2 are 4,000 GP if I recall.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Durn, I only have 3500.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Inbetween stalls and sales, Thomas explains. &quot;The organization I belong to is concerned with the business we're getting into. The people in it. The letter ... you've been around to hear much of the details. I don't imagine I need to explain how danger could be hiding behind any corner in this type of scenario.&quot; He pauses and gives her a nervous smile. &quot;... I'm sorry. Am I hard to understand?&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We spoke like this in Lorellon.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">15 gold spent, Tathi gets a new spellbook.

* Elros wonders where we're to spend the night, if it's getting dark.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">2,455 gained! &#171; &#160;3714+2455 = 3714 + 2455 = 6169&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;376+2455 = 376 + 2455 = 2831&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi hunts around the marketplace. Anyone willing to enchant Aelian's armor up to +1?

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Reading up.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Durn, though I had the DMG. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tathi might want to hold off on that until we know if we're going to be here for tw days or not

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron.. probably goes to look around the town..maybe try to find a few tidbits about the Marathals .. anything odd happening recently and such. Using the pretext that he has heard they are quite good healers and one of his friends might be looking for such services. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Gather Information

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Ack. Right. So she's shopping for a +1 leather armor set. :&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">So bad that it made owl D/C

TMG:<font color="#000000">ghost; well, we -might-. We don't know.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Id say wait until next IC morning

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Lia has been quiet a while. Test? :59

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh well. I'll just save mah munnies for now.

TMG:<font color="#000000">if we're -not- gonna stick around, buy armor premade. If we are, have existing armor enchanted.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe I understand. What you need?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">last you saw, meany?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry, was getting food ^^;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Back, reading up.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Maptool crashed.

Meany:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;3099+2459 = 3099 + 2459 = 5558&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">A wizened old crone looks up as Miron approaches. &quot;A healer, you say...? You're talking with one, out-of-towner. What's the problem?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods somberly and makes sure they're out of earshot of citizens for this past. &quot;The Marathal family; physical personal possessions of theirs. Not stealing from them, of course. Just a hair, or perhaps a brush, or a pen. Objects that could be used as scrying foci to monitor this conspiracy, and minimize danger.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Merely the making of a number of healing potions or similar means.. you know, there's always need for such a thing in certain circles.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">So, any chance of finding some +1 leather armor, Liatai? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">+1 leather armor is available, as is +1 studded leather.

Miron: <font color="#0">(( Should that need a bluff check? (sadly, not Miron's strong parquet) ))

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 11 + 0 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Bluff &quot;I have heard they have good prices, see.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oopsie. *part, not past

VAE:<font color="#000000">Any modifiers, you'll have to add (situational, i mean)

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Healing potions...? I have a number of them for sale myself, my boy. At cheaper prices than that witch's, and guaranteed safe! You can trust Old Maggie, you can.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">+1 studded armor, get! That's.. 1175 gold.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">Oh joy. You've found a competitor. :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guaranteed safe? Are hers unsafe for some reason?&quot;

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

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">The old woman looks around, then leans in conspiratorially.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, sadly, doesn't know who they're looking for. he just knows a letter must be delivered.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He moves over to Sszeyl.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Sszeyl. That letter we're supposed to deliver? Who are we supposed to deliver it -to-?&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus smiles at his hands while he works, not quite looking Swallowtail in the face for a bit. &quot;I feel guilty asking for your help for this kind of thing.&quot;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;They all say they're safe, but I know better. Arivan's a good soul, he is, but that daughter of his is a demon in priest's clothing. Ohh, he tries, he tries, but the red eyes give her away, and that vile familiar of hers!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arivan Marathal. Right. Okay, stick near me, I'll ask around...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... But I'm also confident no one else could.&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will try.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you. I'm glad you've been around, friend.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gather Information: where can I find Aviran Marathal? &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Also, TAKE THIS BRIBE. *Swallowtail gets paid* :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">Swallowtail: &quot;I only promise to try.&quot; Tom: &quot;I need you to -follow me on this- almost kill me.&quot;

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

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arivan. Not Aviran.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arivan. My bad.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Uruk Hai!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might you direct me to him?&quot;

* Meany defends Helm's Deep! &gt;:O

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;The clinic is in the south of town, on the edge of the woods. There is a tree outside with bright orange leaves this time of year, you can't miss it.&quot; The half-orc points out the way.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Here's a tricky one.. +1 darkwood buckler? :&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">brb bathroom

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excellent, thank you very much.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Whatever the darkwood buckler's price is +1000

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hmmm. and I wonder, Liatai.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Masterwork and all that.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After all that preparing you did....

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">did you prepare for....this?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh wait. Availability, not price. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks around how the rest of the guardians have dispersed throughout the township and are buying up goods. Gnogglebolt then looks up to Sszeyl.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;That cat. By day, it's all smiles and purrs, but by night, he roams the town and travels to homes, spreading curses to the children!&quot; Her voice rises in a thin quaver. &quot;That is how they get such good business! She curses your children then cures them!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say, Sszeyl...how about we just get the delivey out of the way right now. I didn't like how Miron was acting all fnny about it earlier, I'd rather not deal with him about it. Let's just us go.&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Excuse me a moment.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He has a package to deliver too, at least.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang sighs, unable to really find anything worthwhile within his price range. &quot;Dem...&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shut up, old bat!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt groans. &quot;Ugh. Really? Fine...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That rather reminds me.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">She turns, giving the half-orc an icy stare. &quot;Of course. Demon blood calls to demon blood.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas finishes his sales and gold collecting and attempts to relocate Miron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt goes to the stall Shankfang is at. &quot;Hey. You. Sszeyl says you have to come with us to Marathal, you've got a [package to.&quot; Gnogglebolt clips off, before turning around and walking away.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, if you behave, I'll give you your gun back. How's that for insentive to play nice with your brother? =3=&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Has anyone seen the cat at their home soon before their child became ill?&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's no demon in either Sornala or myself,&quot; the half-orc growls. &quot;And if you'd spent any time talking with her instead of decrying her blood --&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, when he returns to Sszeyl, just gives him a glare and doesn't answer.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, lies and whispers!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">For the record.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh vell, guess Hy vill chust saff my money for now...oh. Right!&quot; Shankfang follows, but pauses briefly as he passes a fellow Half-Orc.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl doesn't have his hood up.

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

Logub:<font color="#000000">The old half-orc and old human seem to be engaged in a heated argument and paying no attention to Miron.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Just his glasses on.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Right then. With Sszeyl and SHankfang in tow...Gnogglebolt leads the way as directed to the south of town.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Without anyone else. :U

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">This cannot end well.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">But if it does not.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Okay, sorry. x3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see... Anything else unusual about the cat?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I blame you.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot; --- !!!&quot; The old woman shrieks, pointing at Sszeyl!

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

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;I knew it!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, I don't want to bring Miron along, but perhaps Thomas0--what in Garl's name?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Is there a bat in my hair again?! D:&quot;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Demons descend upon our town! It was only a matter of time!'' Oh, Arivan, you've doomed us all!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Curses! Foiled by clever DM. -3- )

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oh I do hate pulling the DM about.. darkwood buckler +1 available? :&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That type of demons are insidious indeed.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vere iz everyone else? Hain't dey komink vith us-&quot; And he stalls at the shrieking.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, there is one available.

* Logub peers at Sszeyl.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just stands next to Sszeyl and stares back at the woman, making a scene and perhaps drawing a crowd.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Eyeglasses stare.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well, I was looking for Miron. But someone shrieked. :x

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...do not have the time or the patience for this.&quot;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">The woman is making a fervent prayer to Heironeous for protection. And indeed, there is a crowd forming.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But please, do think again. Anything else odd.. perhaps .. unfeline, about the familiar? Think well.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hy get de feelink she does not like non-humans, Drow especially.&quot;

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

Logub:<font color="#000000">The old orc has facepalmed and is muttering a prayer to Kord.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, human woman, Sszeyl is not here to cause problems. In fact, I was just escorting him out of town right now. If you'lll kindly stop shouting and making a scene, we can be out of your hair.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Vandria, give me the patience to suffer fools. =3=;&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Another 1,355 gold down. But Aelian's AC is rising! :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then turns and mutters under his breath. &quot;Just keep walking Sszeyl, keep walking. Ignore her.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, be back in a few.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang just looks around at all the prayers being said, wondering if he should do the same.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron tries blending into the surroundings so that his usual allies won't notice him. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 10 + 4 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Hide

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 5&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Spot!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Spot check!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas walks onto the scene (the place to be! :B) noting the eccentric woman and familiar faces. &quot;...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Well, Shankfang certainly doesn't notice him.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Demons overrun Thalinde! Oh, I knew it would only be a moment of time until that red-eyed witch started to bring the curse of her blood upon this town! They'll come from below! Just wait!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Darn you gnomes!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot? &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">While waiting for Liatai to--oh.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guard your homes, protect your children!&quot; she entreats the crowd.

TMG:<font color="#000000">This is the Old Woman. :B http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0A5XOIMs6D0&amp;feature=related

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Boy. I wonder if Tathi is hearing all this as she hunts for a Cloak of Resistence +1?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think I know what you speak about.. but please, do answer my query. Anything else suspicious about the familiar, or in fact about their daughter herself?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Eksuse me, but does she do dis uften?&quot; Shankfang asks his fellow Half-Orc as he rolls up beside him on his Deffbike.'

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please relax, ma'am. That's Sszeyl. He isn't a criminal.&quot; He simply frowns disapprovingly, and doesn't waste time placating her further.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;As long as no one tries to stop us, just keep waking, Sszeyl.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, tugging Sszeyl's shirt cuff and dragging him along.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">She most certainly is, it's hard to not hear it. :B

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Far too often,&quot; the old warrior says gruffly. &quot;And people believe her.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Shankfang, don't fall behind! :U&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt briskly walks in the direction they were told to go to the marathal place, making sure Sszeyl is walking with him, and avoiding the larger crowds.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Soon, the famliar wood elf cannon comes into view. &quot;What in trees is going on here?&quot; She demands rather loudly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;They'll be getting the torches and pitchforks soon, it smells like.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(anyone look at the youtube I linked/ It's only seven seconds long :B )

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oop! Gotta go! Hy hope to see hyu again!&quot; Follow follow follow!

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, Gnogglebolt, Sszeyl, and Shankfang are rapidly walking away from the area, leaving everyone else behind. No one in any of the crowds are making any move to block the way, are they?

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's actually totally serious in this case. Drow bring doom with them, and I don't mean the sort that's brought on 3.5 inch floppies

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">We're...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Rolling away, in Shankfang's case.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Off to see the Wizard~

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The wonderful Wizard of Oz~

GM:<font color="#000000">Some of them are blocking your path.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">*skippity skip*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Excuse me. :v&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang revvs the Deffbike, trying to clear a path.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tries to walk around them with Sszeyl. Do they mirror the move?

GM:<font color="#000000">They do. &quot;Demon spawn!&quot; &quot;You'll not have my children!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns at the departing ... uhh, party.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Nor do I want them. :V&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Brother, I think we should take our leave for now.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, just wonderful.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I had business, but it can wait.&quot;

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">okay, does the old maggie say anything else?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It seems like she's off doing her own thing, now. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt raises his voice. &quot;Hear me, people of Thalinde. Yes, this is a drow. No, he is not here to harm ayone, and if you will let us -leave- with him, that will prove it. let's not have a riot here, we're on our way out right now.&quot;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">She's still entreating the crowd to go defend themselves.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Really, the exit gate is right behind you. Let us pass, and we'll be gone and never come back.&quot;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's the demon's thrall!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh for the love of..&quot; Tathi says, facepalming. &quot;You!&quot; She says, pointing accusingly at.. Old Maggie!? &quot;Just who do you think you are, hrm? Preaching the evils of the drow race! What drow have attacked you? What drow have burned YOUR home down? Do tell!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron moves aside, and waits patiently, once again trying to avoid attention.

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shut up!&quot; The half-orc growls.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">garl above, not another Rin.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know nothing of what you speak of, girl,&quot; the old woman grinds out to Tathi.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns and shouts. &quot;Tathi! Do not inflame or escalate anything! Let's just go, now&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're not looking for any fights, here.&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">The half-orc begins pushing his way through the crowd. &quot;Kord's blades. You. Come with me. I'll take you to the Marathals.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Excuse me?&quot; She says, walking right up to the woman, and glaring at her. &quot;Look at my eyes. My ears. My hair and my skin. Tell me, oh great and wise crone, what type of elf am I and where do I come from?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus simply sighs.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dis iz gettink annoyink...&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at the big orc. &quot;Thank you, good sir.&quot;

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

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

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wood -- the same elves who my grandfather fought beside and lost everything to!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt moves with Sszeyl and Shankfang to follow the path through the crowd the orc makes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang just starts driving forward. Move aside or be run over, your choice people.

* Thomas Lazarus folds his hands into his robe sleeves and walks up behind the Gnogglebolt plot-crasher group. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oooo.. she talking about the charred veld? :&gt;

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

* Terri skirts through the crowd as quickly and quietly as possible. &gt;.&gt;;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks back at the party members they're leaving behind, and feels a pang of regret.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't get into any fights, now! Run if you have to, but do NOT be party to a conflict!&quot; He shouts back to them.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Vy are ve leavink so mhenny pipple behind? Schouldn' ve schtay und help dem?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, just let it go, come on --&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh ha ''ha ha. The human speaks of her ancestor, and dares assume she knows better than someone who was there in the flesh! Tell me, crone, did you see the fires? Did you feel the heat on your skin!?&quot;''

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow and speaks aside to Gnogglebolt as they walk. &quot;...You're acting unusually today, friend.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl gives her a shoulder ride. =3=

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh ha ha ha. The human speaks of her ancestor, and dares assume she knows better than someone who was there in the flesh! Tell me, crone, did you see the fires? Did you feel the heat on your skin!?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sees terri approach. Goodness, almost forgot about her. &quot;Here, come here, Terri.&quot; Gnogglebolt puts a protective arm around her and ushers her through the crowd with the others.

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's kidnapping a child!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Garl's gold!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That child's with us, ma'am, we'll keep her safe.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stops walking.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns around. &quot;This girl was WITH us on the ship we arrived in, if you were paying any attention to the docks!&quot; Gnogglebolt shouts back.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Sorry about that. Some things came up that I had to attend to.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Snap snap. It's Tathi snapping her fingers in front of the old woman. &quot;Eyes here, woman! Alobal save me, but I didn't think your kind's eyes went bad that fast!&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tathi...&quot; Aelian pleads..

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Such stupidity... probably due to her youth... I did feel the fires.. and the old woman has guessed more about that drow than she or any of them has even come close to realising..''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks between the group that's leaving, and the group that's staying behind.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Thomas. Go with Sszeyl, Shankfang, and this orc. get out of town, now.&quot;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">The old woman draws her hand back for a slap, before hissing venemously, &quot;You're lucky my oaths bind me to do no harm, elf.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gnogglebolt.&quot; He speaks firmly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll stay behind with Terri and try and clean up this mess.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">If not trying to stay undercover, Miron would probably snap out at Tathi.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl puts a hand on Gnoggle's shoulder.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang draws his flintlock, just in case things go south.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And hands him his gun.

* Edaric is already trying do disperse the crowd as best as he can. &#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 20 + 16 = 36&#160;  &#187;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're doing more to raise tensions with that kind of talk than anything else. Please settle down.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You know what to do.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Except Ed stole your spot. :O

* Thomas Lazarus turns back to the elves and walks, arms folded into sleeves.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot to see that (the gun handing in)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Holy crap. Crowd'b'gone?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Ed apparenly is playing pied piper... er, pied lutenist? ... to the crowd and sending them away. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;My ears quiver in fright, really they do.&quot; She says, but then suddenly looks back to Aelian. &quot;Are they clear?&quot; She asks in a completely different tone.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt does seem to calm down. &quot;Yeah, you're right--&quot; He stiffens as his blunderbuss is given back. &quot;Right. Calm. But you, go. Now. If I'm the 'leader' of the Vigilant Guardians, that's an order. Sszeyl needs to get out, his presence is causing harm the logn he's here. Go, thomas. Please.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What? Uh, Edaric cleared the crowd.&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then stops...as Edaric manages to get most of the crowd to disperse.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">He went into a political monologue and didn't notice everyone disappearing

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;If you're the leader, then I and Elros are also leaders. =3=&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's so much in character for him :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Bard'd, apparently. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt is trolling a lot today =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Now come, the situation has resolved itself.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Good.&quot; She says, and turns back to the Old Maggie, continuing in the same, off-hand tone. &quot;But really miss. If a drow means you harm, you don't see them until their blade is drawn. Come on, use your head or one of them really will get the drop on you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Never stopped following the half-orc, btw.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Leader= one whom everyone else would love to fill with hot lead

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Though, clearing the crowd this once will not stop another from forming later. Unless you can stop being a drow somehow.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Bye now.&quot; She says, and just walks off. Just like that.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Definition courtesy to Scott Addams

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Goot to know Hy von' need to use dis...&quot; Shankfang mutters as he holsters his pistol again.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;(Anyone good with a makeup kit?)&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Is that what they're calling it these days, VAE?

Meany:<font color="#660000">*badum-chish*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Excuse me, ma'am.&quot; He makes to collect Tathi from her argument, but.. she leaves promptly on her own.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leaves the outbound group where they are in the middle of the street, and dashes back to the others near the crone.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's what they are calling it since the 90s XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Ed kind of over-shadowed it.. but did anyone catch what Tathi was doing? :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom doesn't waste much time lingering.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;..And Tathi's left on her own, too.

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( To quote Miko from OotS. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">Don't say none of you read Dilbert ever

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Right then. All Vigilant Guardians, we've worn out our welcome, I think. Let's go.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Getting the enemies in one place for a fireball. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( It sort of backfired since Tathi is Tathi and the Guardians are Guardians, however. ))

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mark my words. Seeing one means there are fifty more beneath the surface waiting to spring out.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, did she try to enchant Tathi?

VAE:<font color="#000000">er. the woman?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, now dat tinks hef been resolved, let us get movink, yah?&quot;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Watch yourselves.&quot; And the old woman stalks off.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Thomas, Elros, and Edaric, and dashes back to the outbound group

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Wrong translation!&quot; Tathi calls. &quot;If you see one, it means you've got fifty knives at your back!&quot;

* Edaric jogs back to the group. &quot;It's okay, they're gone.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We yet have business here. Please don't let that woman rankle you. There are people like that in the world, here and there.&quot; He folds his arms into his robe sleeves and sighs through his nose.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Such arguments erupt in church from time to time.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ugh, humans. Anyway, let's go find that cloak..&quot; Tathi says, heading off into the shops again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's one of the few things templars are called for.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hokay, Taddi. Enough provokink de locals.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You're really something sometimes, you know..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What, only sometimes?&quot; She answers with a wink.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Cloak of resistence +1 get? :&gt;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">Seems she left without answering Miron.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;It's so nice being a neutral party. =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at Thomas. &quot;Then business here can be finished later, when we can better control the situation and environment. For now, let us take our leave, right away.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron goes on to follow her, of course

Miron:<font color="#000000">Once the crowd, and most importantly, his allies, seem to disperse.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Another 1,000 gold down..

* Thomas Lazarus looks down in bewilderment. &quot;What.. what's wrong?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And now that we know what to expect. Sometimes, the proper response is to retreat and live to fight another day.&quot;

Old Maggie:<font color="#000000">Sorry, my land speed is 10 higher than yours. I'm long gone.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;...You're making less and less sense. =3=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They were just gawkers and rabble. Please relax.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Fine... &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Gather information on where does Old Maggie live

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks back up at Thomas in matching bewilderment, almost stopping, but not quite, and redoubling his pace towards the south gate.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Dice hate me today.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas, are you serious? You could not see where that was going?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You hear nothing, and the DM pokes you with a plot stick. :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hokay, enough vith de lectures already. Kan ve chust get gun now? Please? Hy vould really like to fineesh dis delivery.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was far more than gawkers and rabble.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was heading dangerously close to a mob.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The only option was immediate extraction.&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">The old half-orc leading the way gives a gruff sigh.

VAE:<font color="#000000">The dice work against me

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;All it would have taken is some particularly stupid individual to throw a stone, someone to draw a weapon, the wrong words said...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And this is a plot stick. She does seem to have useful info :3

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was foolish, Mazian rider.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shakes his head, and looks up, sighing as the quickly-moving group finally passes through the south gate.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu mean me?&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are very fortunate few of the local craftsmen recognize Mazian weapons.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Allright, question for the DM. Do you allow all increments of stat-boost items, or just what the DMG posts?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I do allow all increments. Tom has a +1 stat-boosting item. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, we're out of town now...finally, can rest a little easier.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks down with a somber frown. &quot;A curmudgeon decrying someone without opposition. Do not be so alarmed in the presence of inquisitors. Our authority and capacity to quell a dozen bored townsfolk is not so lax.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Awesome! So, the cost of a headband of intellect, +3?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vas bettink on dat. Hy prefer not to be kaught viddout gun in hend in kase such situations escalate.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What were you three doing, anyways?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">You hear nothing of where Old Maggie lives... and the rest of the party is heading off without you. With the letter.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Oh no, he's coming.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Double time!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Feets don't fail us now!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was not the curmudgeon, it was the crowd that was actively blocking out way. Maybe you didn't see that, Thomas.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But when a crowd begins to work actively, things are already very near the disaster point.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu, however, seem to know Mazian vork ven hyu see it. Hef hyu visited?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And we were going to just deliver the stupid letter and be done with it so I don't have to listen to Miron yammering about conspiracies anymore.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell... Actually... &quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks shocked.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Cast Sending to communicate with Thomas*

* Sszeyl points at Gnoggle.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">The party has since actually exited the town by now, and Miron's still in it. :U

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Margaret is respected, and bigoted. A dangerous combination. And bringing a full-blooded drow into the center of that was only asking for escalation. People will react if they think there is a threat to their livelihoods.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Sending has a 10min casting time, yes? ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">Something like that.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up to the Orc. &quot;We had no idea. No one accosted us when we arrived at the docks.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Idea is, to inform him so that himself and Swallowtail proceed as agreed on, and in the case of Swallowtail's cooperation not being assured, wait for him.

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;No idea?&quot; The half-orc snorts.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve vere not ekspectink such a...varm velcome.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gotcha. Just let me know.

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are either very fortunate or very ignorant.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Okay, so maybe not no idea...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose we just got complacent.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The last few cities we visited didn't have such big problems with Sszeyl.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But you're right, smaller town, I should have known.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Awesome! So, the cost of a headband of intellect, +3?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, why are you bugging me about this now. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The enhancement bonus squared times 1000

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">ahhh, I see.

RAM:<font color="#990000">OVER 9000!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl gives Gnogglebolt a look...and anyone caring to notice sees a faint tint of red in his scalera.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">But it quickly passes.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Damn! 1000 gold short. Poo.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Need a loan?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">:&gt;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would imagine drow are not on the forefront of the minds of everyone in the city, either.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">My interest rates are affordable.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After a long pause.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Okay, how about bracers of armor +2 and a cloak of resistence, +2? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go for it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">So.. when the Sending finally fires up, let me know.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll collect brother Miron and Swallowtail, and we can see to our business with the Marathals. Together.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It is important.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">swallowtail isn't with us?

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought she wa with Thomas.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">goodbye 8000 gold. T_T

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And Miron, despite himself, is not worrying baselessly this time.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">what's the convention used for sending

VAE:<font color="#000000">i mean, text way

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I might have just gotten confused.

VAE:<font color="#000000">bolded, italics or what? I don't recall

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up and actually stops. &quot;No, no, no..please no, Thomas. I really am not in the mood to deal with Miron tonight.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ambiguous map, etc.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;he's back in town, he can take care of himself.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">25 words or less. Just be sure to preface it with something that shows you're Sending.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what do you mean, 'not worrying baselessly'?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Allright, any chance of Tathi finding the party in a quick manner?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Everyone but Miron is together in a group. Does that answer your questions, Hatari and Ghost?

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://font.downloadatoz.com/download/imgs/j/o/k/Jokerman%20LET%20Plain-upper.png

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang sighs, the current topic being somewhat unrelated to him, before turning to Terri and offering the girl a smile. &quot;Hey, Terri, vant to ride on my bike for a liddle bit?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus lowers his brow. &quot;It's not up for negotiation, Gnogglebolt. Do you perhaps begin to understand the possible implications of this letter?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hello again. Get away from the crowd okay?&quot;

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

* Terri hugs Sszeyl's head. &quot;M'okay up here, thanks.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hmm?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently I don't, because last time I asked, after you tried to open it, you refused to tell me what you know.&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up at Thomas with a serious accusatory glare.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hee, hokay. Sszeyl's schoulder in komfy?&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and rubs his brow. &quot;..Forgive me. I had forgotten. You didn't hear our briefing at the mace. You were working.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;If I could have your attention for just a moment? Been shopping like a madwoman. I've got a few items I'd like to run past the party before I go and turn them into a lot of gold.&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitors. Hrm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Oh the fallacies of poor communication skills.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Suffice to say for the moment, we should be together for this.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Tathi, can't this wait?&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Sending: 'In town -inquest on Marathals - Old Maggie. Seen you. Don't know way. You and Swallowtail proceed as planned. If Swallowtail no-go,get me.'

Miron:<font color="#000000">To Tom, of course.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;If it must..&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And yes, composing efficient sends is a skill every inquisitor knows. They use scrolls, too

* Thomas Lazarus pauses.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, it's not suffice to say. I'm sorry, Thomas, but I'm on a bit of a short fuse today, and I really don't want Miron with us. If it is absolutely necessary for him to be around, then start explaining right--&quot; Gnogglebolt stops as he hears echos of something around Thomas.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, Sszeyl, seems like hyu make a goot ride, yah?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I try. =3=&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Practice for kids of my own, yah?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sudden Wakka accent.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, I assume Miron has been told where to meed Alwin Geas

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You are now reading this in Wakka's voice brudda.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Are tinks alvays so tense ven Miron iz kvuncerned?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You can't stop it, yah?

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Do we really need more couples on this trip, Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm only eighty-seven years old, Elros. =3=&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Going to be a while.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns to Shankfang and exasperatedly says &quot;yes.&quot; before realizing who he's talking to, and turns away again.

* Thomas Lazarus holds up a hand briefly. Sending response: &quot;Understood. We're on our way now. South side. Things're fine. Rendesvous there, or at docks.&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;What interest does Cuthbert's inquisition have regarding the Marathals?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus dismisses the rest of the Sending so Miron doesn't get random incoherent discussion.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Huh, he didn' seem so bad ven Hy met him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh. Was that more talking magic with Miron?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus finally looks back to Gnogglebolt. &quot;Beg your pardon. It was.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef a package to deliver to den! Mazian medicine for de Voopink Kough outbreak!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron walks towards the docks then, thinking, and repeating the events in his head. Especially the familiar... after all he has already met such an evil cat.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then let's get this over with before he 'rendezvous' with us.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">It all makes so much sense.

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good. It's desperately needed.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Miron, there's someone you should meet later. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ffff. Miron you make a DM pull out her hair. XD

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt puts another spring in his step as he follows the walking orc

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

* Thomas Lazarus continues to walk. He frowns at Gnogglebolt.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Why are you so averse to him joining us for this, exactly?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So Hy hef heard. It's zum uf de goot schtuff, too!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like I said. Short fuse tonight, and I don't want to deal with his tactless paranoid blundering. It's that simple.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We have our differences of opinion, but he is an actual inquisitor, friend. It's not as though he'll cause his own riot.&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though last I heard Cuthbert's people weren't as invested in delivering medicine.&quot; He peers at Shankfang. &quot;Mazian native, then?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Lack of diplomacy, I imagine. His positive personality traits aside, he is quite to the point and not one to brandy pretty words.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, Miron, when/if you get bored waiting, you'll be welcome to join the party.

* Thomas Lazarus simply sighs and lets it go.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've had to listen to Miron's conspiracis about this stupid letter ever since I joined you in Lorellon. I'm sick of it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He -is- justified in this instance.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They're true.&quot; He remarks somewhat darkly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yeah. Kourier for de Mazian Post, tough dis iz my last job. Hy em in de process uf movink to Akellon vith my fiance. She's a sorceress, so she vill be teleportink here after Hy get tinks settled.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Of interest, what is Sszeyl wearing? Is his Orgolloyss tattoo visible?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt actually stops when Sszeyl speaks.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay. Okay. Everyone stop. Hold up.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Miron follows towards the south side, thinking to find the party if it isn't too late*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">He has his wrap on, yes, but also has his cloack. So for the moment, no.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Clearly I am missing an imporant piece of the puzzel here, and everyone else is not.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">When he gets inside to take the cloak off, yes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not like missing a piece of the puzzel.&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">The half-orc huffs in an amused manner. &quot;Congratulations. Good health to you both, and strong children.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone start talking now. What don't I know?&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">And a good thing too. He'd probably ram his head into a wall seeing what Thomas did again.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's called &quot; Inquisition Business. You have no need to know. &quot;

* Thomas Lazarus speaks softly, &quot;When we're in slightly more private locale. Please?&quot; He sounds pleading.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Be back in a few -- Miron, you can find the rest of the party.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt groans and rolls his eyes, and starts walking with the group again. Is the marathal house in sight yet?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu, friend, but ve do not know if ve vill be able to hef children togedder. Ve may hef to resort to adoption.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It couldnt be helped. Gnogglebolt was apparently hellbent on ruining our mechanations. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">-how- is miron catching up with the rest of us?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">By foot

RAM:<font color="#990000">DM Plotz?

VAE:<font color="#000000">So, it'll probably have to still wait some before he joins in, i guess

* Terri looks around, and waves her hand while whispering Draconic words. Small dancing lights start flitting around the party as night starts to fall.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Terri, when we go to see your Aunt, could you ask her to lend you some board games, or something?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I didn't think the place was -that- far. We should reach there before Miron catches up, evenn if he jogs.

* VAE has no idea about reasonable time scales in narrated game.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I think we need to build some Guardian morale. :V&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">This sounds like a math problem.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Av. velocity of a brisk-walking gnome, that of an arguing party,and distances.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Not jogs. ))

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, Liatai, is the Marathal house in sight yet? A lot of fialogue and IC time has passed

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

* Thomas Lazarus is satisfied with that, atleast. He keeps up with a bit of a frown, and makes light talk. &quot;..Your fuse does indeed seem short today, friend. Did something else happen when I wasn't about?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Let's pause for a minute.

Meany:<font color="#660000">I smell raw nerves, IC and OOC.

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Plus, Liagm being pulled everywhichway.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm just itching to make sure we begin Marathal meeting, indeed, without Miron. Sorry, VAE. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes, I can tell.

TMG:<font color="#000000">but Gnogglebolt is hellbent on not dealing with him right now. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You're gunning hard

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">To exclude players from a major plot point =w=;

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;HARD TO STARBOARD. &gt;:O&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm sort of surprised and baffled.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I know, I know ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">VAE isn't bothered.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron planned it to work well

TMG:<font color="#000000">I know that it's bad OOC to try and cut Miron out of this, but his constant paranoia, while -usually- amusing OOC, is less so this time. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">and IC, Gnogglebotl is indeed gunning very hard.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But it's an actual conspiracy this time XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean.. he does trust Thomas perhaps a bit more than reasonable (they did save each others' ass several times) and he has this planned so it should go well.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And VAE is totally unbothered as long as it makes IC sense.

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

* VAE is a strong proponent of not bringing OOC into IC unless absolutely necessary

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Just thinking aloud, regardless.

* VAE is in for the story, kinda :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, compromise.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We did account for this. Thomas is going along. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, I guess we are -still- walking, haven't arrived, Miron hasn't caught up. Shortly after starting walking again, Gnogglebolt sidels up to Thomas, then yanks the cuff of his shirt and drags him some distance away from the party, while still walking forward.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll speak up when Miron gets close enough to the house.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And Gnogglebolt is not being his usual gentle self. He is insistent.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">If I was doing this alone, we'ed be so there by now.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=; wobble follow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Seriously, I'm +20 faster than any of you.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Except the ork on his bike.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Turtle. :O

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Thank you.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After they're separated from the group on the other side of the road, Gnogglebolt hisses up to Thomas, still walking parallel to the group.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Okay, slightly more private. Start talking. Now.&quot;''

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Sorry about that 'leader' quip earlier, I didn't really mean it. but if nothing else, I at Least make your plans.&quot;''

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve're here!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And you do not keep information from the guy who makes your plans.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Woo~&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not quite, I'm just moving the party ahead.

* Thomas Lazarus sighs through his nose. To his credit, a temperate soul. &quot;I do not mind. I know there was prudence in it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Somewhere else Miron suddenly coughs.

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Ah, a path through some grass. How somewhat familiar.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So, anything from my fellow Half-Orc?

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Well played, Lia. Well played.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not as though this part was supposed to be a secret from you, friend. It genuinely slipped my mind that you were unaware of the portfolio brother Thompson gave us at the Braxton Falls mace headquarters. The drama with the town and Shankfang distracted me.&quot; He frowns. &quot;Gods.. where to begin. All those details..&quot; He rubs his brow. &quot;We have a paper copy aboard the Cygnet. I shall try to quickly summarize.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Cal'tel is an extremely unusual assassin, at the very least, and has a long and nigh-legendary history of giving cryptic warnings to his would-be targets in the form of warning letters. Warning not to do some thing or another. Pellan'zyne -- the name of the person this letter is supposed to reach, after we hand it to Mr Marathal -- is ... uhg. It started getting cloudy from there. It could apparently be one of two mysterious Drow we have poor accounts of.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;One of which is apparently a former Helvirahel assassin. The other that mysterious rider.&quot; He looks pointedly at Gnogglebolt. &quot;--Who actually does have a serious criminal record, we discovered.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Wait, what? Who is that? What is that? I don't remember this. Did the DM explain that? Is that part of our objectives?

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">oh liatai knows what that is. Excuse me while I run away giggling

* Liatai throws a thousand fishes. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt frowns, but is clearly listening intently to the information.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There are a hundred thousand unknowns still, friend. I have no idea yet what's going to happen surrounding this letter.&quot; He sighs wearily. &quot;..Only that we must escort its delivery carefully, and see things through, regardless of what surprises spring up.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That is why I think we should be together and on guard for it. I'm genuinely sorry I upset you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Quick question then, what kind of criminal record does the 'Pellan'Zyne pegasus rider' have?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Helping prisoners escape from Braxton Falls. Laughable, I know. Evading arrest, circumstantial evidence (such as his steed's feathers) tied to unsolved crimes, missing person reports. I imagine you're asking if we're certain he is foul. The answer is no. No certain evidence of violent crimes. Only that he's related to monster attacks and disappearances.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I have no idea what to make of him.&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes Sszeyl Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Can you describe the sharks your Aunt Sal likes to eat?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The mentin of a Helvirahel assasin, honestly, is the only thing that concerns me.&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Big ones.&quot; :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">O: Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;You aunt eats sherks?!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To explain Tathi's statement.

But I explained this sixteen times Ghost --:<font color="#000000">This was the filename of a Mink token I made and pulled out to show. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silverthrush is so mysterious, and offed one of the assasins after us so skillfully, I would have been surprised if he wasn't a political agent of some higher power.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Wait, what? Who is that? What is that? I don't remember this. Did the DM explain that? Is that part of our objectives?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That account of 'Pellan'zyne' was a Drow apparently healing survivors of catastrophe on the outskirts of the charred vale, many years ago. A prisoner of war? Not quite as insideous as the other Helvirahels we've heard of.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs in exasperation and rubs his forehead vigorously. &quot;I'm sorry. I may be getting details wrong, at this point. It's all incredibly complicated.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Likewise, he has helped us several times, even saving our lives with information, so I -suspect- that the correct Pellan'Zyne we're looking for is the pegasus rider--oh? Hmm.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well then. I'm sure Silverthrush, and Marathal, knows -which- one the letter is supposed to go to.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You have a point.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And with Silverthrush using his abilities to help us do good, I'd give him the benefit of the doubt that this letter will do good. I think Sszeyl mentioned he said the letter would avert disaster, even.&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've seen Aunt Sal eat a shark in a single bite before!&quot; :D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vow! She must be really tough!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;As mysterious as he is, I don't think he'd tell a bald-faced lie.&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just num!&quot; She claps her hands shut like a bear trap.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;Must be a mighty big aunt then..&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I did not think that either. Until I began hearing of the depths of this mysterious mire.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">We're gonna hunt for whale sharks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Really big!&quot; O: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So....okay. I can see where your concern is coming in. And I agree, caution is called for.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus murmurs, &quot;I had to placate myself with a divination to Pelor himself, just for the confidence that this would not end in disaster.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I'd still rather Miron not be here. He'd just muck everything up. This requires tact and subtlety, and he has neither.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Paranoid does not equal actually being cautious.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;She must be, like, dragon big!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah!&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;She is a dragon. =3=&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stares at the house ahead with a sad smile, &quot;Possibly. We shall see. In any case, he understands and approved.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's just get this done.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Being cautious means you don't be obvious about it, and Miron is nothing but obvious in every thing he says and does.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Record scratch sfx.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. I think we're here...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu aunt iz a dragon? Dat iz so kool!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt wlaks back to the side of the road that the party is on as they approach the house

Terri:<font color="#000000">'Well...&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 2 + 9 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Bluff &quot;She's not really my aunt.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; sense motive!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Crunch crunch. &quot;Pardon the delay.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Sense motive check!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 3&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Sense Motive!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">By the skin of me dice.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 17 + 3 = 20&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; sense motive!

Terri:<font color="#000000">She's lying, but about what...? It doesn't seem to be about the fact that Salishea's not her aunt...

Elros:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; Sense motive, since everyone else is?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, so hyu chust kall her aunt, den?&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll assume it's inquisitor business.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">She must mean the really part.

Elros:<font color="#009999">I think she's telling the truth, guys. =3=

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm. She an' Grandpa went on quests together.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, so, this is the place?&quot; Gnogglebolt asks the helpful orc.

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vouldn' mind qvestink vith a dragon...&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't presume to stand in the way of inquisitor business. But the Marathals are good people.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright...&quot; Gnoglebolt takes a moment. he clears his throat, scruches up his face, babbles for a split second, and shakes his head.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vould imagine so. Dey are helpink vith de Voopink Kough outbreak, after hall!&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can you find your way back to town?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And suddenly...his entire demeanor is back to his usual friendly, diplomatic self.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure thing. And thank you ver much. What's your name, sir?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smiles nervously and raises an open hand.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't worry, friend.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We're not here to accoust or arrest anyone.&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Unless you count each other.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">In which case much accousting. =3= *bricked*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Oh, I don't plan to bring you in for the 'alive' bounty. =3=

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Logub Ackerly. Militia instructor. Then I'll take my leave. Some of the younger guardsmen may be on edge thanks to your little disturbance.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very sorry about that, by the way.&quot;

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

Logub:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't let it happen again.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Not.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And thanks again.&quot; Gnogglebolt gives a quick bow as the orc presumably starts walking back.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Bai gramps!&quot; Wave wave wave.

GM:<font color="#000000">The house is well-lit, and the curtains are still open.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I was wondering why he was stuck to us like glue.&quot;

Logub:<font color="#000000">The half-orc snorts amusedly and offers a wave without turning.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, let's go knock!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt walks in front of the party towards the door and raises a hand to knock,

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and qwuickly looks behind himself to make sure everyone else is ready.

* Thomas Lazarus just tries to relax a bit. Such a tense afternoon so far.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang pulls his delivery off the Deffbike before joining the rest.

* Faerie has to leave for dinner in a few minutes. &gt;.&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus glances aside. &quot;Do you need a hand with that?&quot;

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

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Not just yet though.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu, but Hy've got it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, then, strides forward and knocks casually on the door.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(no worries, alex)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Listen checks?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnome Ears: &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 2&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Listen!

Elros:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 10 + 13 = 23&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; Listen check

TMG:<font color="#000000">bad gnome ears

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; ?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 19 + 5 = 24&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Listen check!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 12 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 15&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Everyone except the elves has gone deaf. XD

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 11 + 10 = 21&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I CAN'T HEAR YOU, I ROLLED A 2!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Terri, roll~

* Thomas Lazarus casually adjusts his amulet from side to side. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Wait, Swallow also needs to roll. :O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Terri isn't even technically our faction color. :B

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

GM:<font color="#000000">The elves all hear a meow from inside, and footsteps approaching the door. &quot;Twist -- yes, one moment, hold on --&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And my cat starts attacking me. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">BACK, FELINE DEMON.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">YOU SHALL NOT DENY US.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">She's after my ginger ale! XD

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">HI COCOA!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Looks like they're coming for the door.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Hope no one is allergic to cats.&quot;

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

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">The door is opened by an elf with a black-and white cat in his arms, which is purring loud enough to be heard even by Shankfang. &quot;Can I help --&quot; He blinks, looking around the group... and his eyes fall on Sszeyl. He freezes.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Your highness!?!?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mazian Post, delivery for Herr Maraddel!&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( sorry, couldn't resist. XP ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">It suddenly dawns n Gnogglebolt how bad it's going to look for a huge crowd to be found in front of the door.

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

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrpurrrrrpurrrpurrrrpurrrpurrr |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Nothing to fear. =3=&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">THough apparently he should have been more worried about the one next to him. Gnogglebolt slaps a hand to his forehead.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I come as a mailman.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">He holds up the letter.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;hello, sir! Would you be Arivan Marathal, by any chance?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a hand in nervous cheeriness, atleast. &quot;Yes. Please don't mind us. We're just an adventuring group and have a habit of sticking together even when it's an errand.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">An ironic truth.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Silly game conventions.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">He clears his throat, still watching Sszeyl nervously. &quot;Yes, that would be me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Awww, and I was going to label you all my servants. =3=&quot;

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

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrrrrrr |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So sorry for barging in on you like this, my good sir, but we were sent to you to deliver something.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kan Hy pet her?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think it's a mutual aquaintance. Does Haron Silverthrush, or Cal'Tel, mean anything to you?&quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">The cat wiggles and jumps down to the ground with a thump, then proceeds to rub his head up against each and every person nearby.

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

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrrrrpurrrrpurrr |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:O Pet pet pet, scritchie scritchie scritchie!

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">The elf blanches.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I don't think your master wants me to touch you.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, how did I guess...

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not someone you wanted to hear from?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Alright, now it's dinner time.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">seeya'lex

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Deuces Fae! ))

Faerie:<font color="#009999">I'll leave my computer on, but it might fall asleep and disconnect.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Either way, back later.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und Hy hef you delivery uf Anti-Kough #6!&quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">The cat continues to purr loudly and wind himself through the crowd.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah yes, and a shipment of medicine from Mazio.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Which is being held in one hand while he pets the cat as he passes by.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Twist looks just like the cat that is now nuzzling my typing. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Such a realistic scene *bricked*

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

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, yes, that's direly needed, just in time, thank you.&quot; The elf is speaking much more quickly than before as he accepts the Mazian delivery. &quot;-- Where did you hear that -- who are you?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Twist also resembles my Oreo cat. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're are Confused.&quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrrrrrr |3

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( We're are confused? ))

* Thomas Lazarus clears his throat modestly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honestly here. We just happen to know a man who calls himself Silverthrush.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Somebodyset us up the bomb? ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He gave us a letter and told us to give it to you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Aquantances of the gentleman.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also to tell you to pass it on to someone else.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And the letter, in actuality, was for another.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He didn't tell us anything else.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu are velkome!&quot; Pet pet pet.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... For who?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">And brb, pizza's here!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A Pellan'zyne.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps you'd best come inside.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you very much, sir.&quot; Gnogglebolt says as he walks in.

* Thomas Lazarus steps around the cat carefully, and gives it a ruffle for its trouble. :b

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl ducks under the door to not hit Terri on the frame.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He quickly and quietly takes a seat, and waits for everyone else.\

Twist:<font color="#000000">The cat follows everyone inside, still purring.

Twist:<font color="#000000">It's like someone taped down the cat's Purr button...

Meany:<font color="#660000">Ghost?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yo, dawg. We herd you like lapcats. So we put a cat in yo lap while you roleplay a cat in yo lap.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Back, wif pizza~!

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">The elf moves about as you enter, closing the curtains in this room, and the door once everyone's inside. He does cast a quick glance about, though.

TMG:<font color="#000000">alright, now I suppose Miron could come barging in at any time... &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you concerned with something, Mr. Marathal..?&quot; He frowns.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">He sighs. &quot;... So, what's this about a letter from Cal'tel?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lia decides

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">You are not the GM, tech :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Off comes the coat as he takes Terri off his shoulders. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We honestly don't know. He gave us the sealed letter, told us not to open it, and to give it to you and tell you it was for Pellan'Zyne.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, the letter?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">But, allright then

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kitty kitty?&quot; Shankfang reaches a hand out to the cat, hoping to get it over to where he is for pettinz.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">It is flicked to sail through the air to Arivan like a whirling paper airplane.

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

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrrr! 83

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, that is all of what he told us.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eventually, after what, 20-40 minutes of a brisk walk, Miron finally comes about what probably is Marathal's house.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:D Pettinz and scritchies.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, why do I wrongly started the sentence with a quote?

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">Arivan looks about ready to bolt as his eyes alight on Sszeyl's arm -- though he does flick out a hand and catch the letter easly.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm, there's the bike. Don't say a word you bloody thing.&quot;

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

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

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well, then, let's see what he has to say...&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The letter is also apparently warded with magic.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;...?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt qwuickly says.

* Thomas Lazarus glances to the door.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know what the ward does, though.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's probably our gnome friend.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Spot check!

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And--oh, please don't be...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">To notice that fear. :v

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">NO ONE EXPECTS THE LEADEN INQUISITION

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 18 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen to hear insides of house

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">OUR CHIEF WEAPON IS SURPRISE, SURPRISE AND FEAR!

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">The elf was reaching for something on his wrist when the knock on the door came -- though he relaxes somewhat when Thomas speaks up. &quot;-- O-oh. Please. Go ahead.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus lets Miron in.

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

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

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I had the feeling you were out-of-towners when you knocked. Locals know to just come in when the curtains are open.&quot; ^^;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. excuse my lateness. I had business around the town.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron.&quot; Gnogglebolt grinds his teeth in greeting.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy like you kitty, Herr Maraddel. He's friendly!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Haloo Miron! Hyu made it!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nods towards Gnogglebolt&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello, Shenkfang.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...anyway. Yes, mister Marathal, the letter is warded. I don't know if that means anything to you.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">A faint smile flickers across Arivan's face. &quot;Well, technically, he's my daughters, not mine... his name is Twist.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And we don't know what the ward is or does.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#FF0000">&quot;We had just explained the situation to Mr. Marathal and delivered his letter.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, that's fine, I would suspect more if it wasn't warded.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron looks at the cat. &quot;Quite a pretty one.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">He takes a ring out of his pocket and presses it against the seal of the letter. &quot;Thank you.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tvist, huh? Henny particular meanink behind dat name?&quot; Scritchie scritchie scritchie!

Miron:<font color="#000000">He approaches where Shenkfang is standing with the kitty lying/seated on him.

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrrrrrrr |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt watches Arivan intently.

You whisper to Ghostwish: The hounds have been a little antsy ever since they stepped into the house.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I has a purrcat in my lap!

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;When he was a kitten, he used to lay half-turned over all the time and made his markings look twisted.&quot; ^^;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian reaches down, stroking Tavia's neck. &quot;What's wrong, girl?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Taking 10 for 17 on Search to pick up a few bits of cat fur from Shankfang, as well as pet the cat a bit.. more like curiously, lightly touching it, you know, like someone not very used to animals

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt does break his gaze of Arivan to give Miron a critical look

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hee, kats kan be silly.&quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">The cat rolls... more like oozes... across Shankfang's lap to press a paw with sheathed claws against Miron's hand. Purrrrrrrrrr. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm, she does lose quite a bit of fur.. it's this warm weather I guess.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oooohh I would never have thought of that. That's smart. This is why I'm not the investigator Inquisitor. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron pets the cat's paw with his finger.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Sooo.. Did anyone blurt the magic name yet? :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">many times

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

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's very fond of people.&quot; The elf smiles briefly, sliding the letter open.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan see dat!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway...we were hoping you could enlighten us about this whole thing, mister Marathal.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">There's a brief silver flash as light begins to flow out of the envelope like a stream of smoke. It condenses over the envelope into the shape of a bird, peering at the elf.

* Thomas Lazarus offers a nervous smile. &quot;We can see you're on edge, but honestly, we're pretty baffled. We've been about as nervous about the whole thing ourselves, due to the mystery.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus flinches.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because, apparently, the seal on that letter is the same sigil that is borne by a drow who is often seen wearing mithril armor--!!&quot; Gnogglebolt starts and jerks back at the sudden magic activity

Miron:<font color="#000000">Anyways, Miron does continue petting and playing with the cat a bit, while he pockets a few of her fur losses, as has been said.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Silly Gnogglebolt. It's just magic!

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... A thrush. Very cute, Haron.&quot; The bird-shape hovers for a moment, before flapping its wings and flying through the closed window to the outside world.

* Thomas Lazarus slowly relaxes. ^^;;

* Arivan Marathal begins reading.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Curious magic..&quot; Tathi says.. any chance of a spellcraft? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can try. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 11 + 14 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

You whisper to Ghostwish: You can tell the spell Animal Messenger was probably used in its creation... but beyond that, it seems like a fairly unique magical effect. A custom seal or item, perhaps?

Miron: <font color="#0">(( Does miron have time for it? If yes, he attempts spellcraft too ))

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 1 + 15 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spellcraft. Interesting

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Someone likes custom spells.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">LOOK OUT MIRON. IT'S NECROMANCY.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Interesting, and you don't know a thing about it. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Interesting.. i.. never seen this sort of a thing before.. Is this a new magic school? &quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Suspicion meter: &quot;- - - - - - - - - _&quot; :B

* Arivan Marathal mutters while reading. &quot;It's a custom seal... tied to a slip in the envelope. Fairly standard. The shape of a thrush was new, though.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu hef seen dis before, den?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">While reading, he glances up every now and then at each member of the party, not including Shankfang... and finally, he folds up the letter and smiles at Sszeyl, looking rather relieved.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I feel so left out...

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you're Gelthrael's ward. That explains a lot. It's very nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you from his brother -- we're old friends.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Oh? :v I'm afraid he didn't mention you.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks lost, but doesn't speak up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...this all has to do with -Sszeyl-?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vo iz dat?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He does not mention many things to me. =3=&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, no, not all of it -- only a footnote, really -- though it certainly helps explain why a member of the Order of Orgolloyss showed up at my door.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Suspicion meter: &quot;&quot;*break* :U

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...ah...mister Marathal?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron's teeth unintentionally grind.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could you enlighten us as to what is going on here?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or... former member. He was never exactly clear.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy em so lost...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You're keeping us in suspense, Mr. Marathal.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can... try to clarify. It's a very tangled web.&quot; The elf chuckles nervously, toying with the silver necklace bearing Pelor's symbol around his neck. &quot;... What would you like to know?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Back from dinner~

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">He blinks at Tathi. &quot;... Are you Tathi Eyllisaearsithek?&quot;

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

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;You wouldn't happen to be related to a Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek, would you?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Her eyebrows raise a bit. &quot;Impressive! Not even a st- what.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps you could explain whose seal was on the--&quot; o.o

* Thomas Lazarus quiets down.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*brow furrows*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;How did you hear that name? Where did you hear that name?&quot; Tathi demands, but not with her usual &quot;8d6 points of pain coming your way&quot; tone, but a rather rushed and quick tone instead. Frantic?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;A tangled veb, indeed...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">The elf backs up, raising a hand. ^^;;; &quot;I-it's a long story -- if you're in town tomorrow night maybe you'll see -- right, Cal'tel asked me to give you some saetia seeds --&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Suspicion Meter: Fuck this I'm out! *BOOM*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She takes a breath and nods her head. &quot;Sorry.. It's just.. it's been a while since I've heard from any of my family. Especially my father.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You're his daughter?&quot; O.o

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She nods. &quot;His only one.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">He shakes his head, chuckling. &quot;Altonor will most definitely want to have a word with you...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Her eyes narrow curiously and suspiciously. &quot;Who?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... A part of the long story I mentioned. Would any of you like anything to drink, or...?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Moondrop?&quot; Tathi inquires with a teasting tone.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'm kidding! Just a spot of tea, if it's not a hassle.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This seems like a grand moment to announce I'm swerving for Blackguard levels ROLL INITIA--*RELENTLESS BRICKS*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm thirsty for knowledge, really.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt says cheekily.

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms, leaning near the door with a bemused face.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">He shakes his head with a smile. &quot;You'll find no alcohol in this house aside from rubbing alcohol, anyway. Alcohol is... something of a personal demon.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Yeah, Tom. You and a blackguard is about as believable as myself becoming a Lolth worshipper who rides a wolf to war.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kould go for zum tea...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;For the past two days we have been plagued with a virus of questions, erupting into three new questions.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tell me about it..&quot; Aelian mutters, getting a glare from Tathi.

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Avar, who is at the door --&quot; A woman with ash-grey skin and long white hair rounds the corner, wiping her hands on a towel. She freezes, and red eyes narrow at Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps you could heal that.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;It's something of a demon for her, too. Or somesuch,&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">ROLL INIT-

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who are you.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Sszeyl of Orgolloyss. And you are Sornala Marathal? :V&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Eyes narrow as he sees another drow-like there.*

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Whuh-oh. =3=

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Ah, more drow. Friendly, I hope. (And not wanting to kill Sszeyl.)&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''At least she's here.. so it can be done...let's hope they don't mess up.''

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am. Now unless you're wounded or sick, get out.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sornala, wait. He knows Gelthrael and Rhylinar. It's all right.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">Her eyes narrow even further, appraising Sszeyl.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns more. Those are familiar names I don't like at all.*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Perfectly neutral expression.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">(:3 &quot;Oh... you know Rhylinar, too?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dem, Sszeyl. Everyone here hetes hyu!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Okay. is there anyone else we need to wait for to arrive in a surprising reunion before you start storytime?&quot;

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus offers a tense chortle. ^^;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Santa kicks down the door.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu don', like, kick puppies in hyu free time, do hyu?&quot;

* Arivan Marathal chuckles at Gnogglebolt's breaking of the awkward silence. &quot;-- Yes, yes, I should get to that. Sornala... would you mind getting some tea for our guests?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I believe there's a long story sneaking around here somewhere..&quot; Tathi says, smirking.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( brb, grabbing dinner ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Nah. Mostly I defy common notions of self preservation.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Like attempting to ride dire wolves.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;It'll take a while. I'm boiling jam at the moment.&quot; And she goes off.

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">&quot;It would have been awesome if it worked. =w=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I ''KNEW IT! &gt;:O''

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, hyu kan kome for a ride on my Deffbike if hyu vant.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">He fiddles with his holy symbol, sighing. &quot;... well... where to begin... I suppose by saying that this is being told to you in confidence... please keep it quiet. It's a matter of survival for many.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;D..Sszeyl, better stop talking before they consider you even more of an idiot.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">That thing is NOT a happy memory for Miron.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It pretty much kicked our asses.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hokay, my lips are sealed!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Some parties here...have split loyalties. =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances to Miron.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl glances to Thomas, then Miron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hang on a moment, mister Marathal.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What Sszeyl said.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus droops his head with a sigh.

Miron:<font color="#000000">A quick stare of death at Gnogglebolt.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Then a long one at Sszeyl.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron? The man is asking for confidence. Can you give him that?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not say anything about what you're about to hear to...'other people'?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl actually looks amused at Miron's glare.

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please. I have recieved confessions you would not believe in confidence. I am a priest. If lives are hanging in the balance... when did I stop being trusted, all of a sudden.&quot; ^^;;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I know it's risky, given that two of you are inquisitors of the Leaden Mace. Believe me, I wish it weren't this way. But... yes. Deception has, unfortunately, had to become a shield for us.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">&quot;We still trust you, just asking for assurance.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( back, what I miss? ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is still waiting for Miron's answer.

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">&quot;Hell, I even trust Miron, provided he gives assurance.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You hear that, Miron?

Twist:<font color="#000000">The cat is still purring away.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You are no longer the bottom of the barrel.

* Edaric nods his assent.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">YOU'VE LOST YOUR PLACE.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail is quiet, but nods shallowly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und no finker krossink!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kitty~&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You know of my father and you're not dead. They either makes you trustworthy or very powerful. You've got my word. Aelian?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">You can practically see the cogs running under Miron's brow. ''Do or not.... if they are villains however.. a word to such means nothing towards the greater good... perhaps it is best to agree. my honour is not more worthy than our cause, still... ''

* Arivan Marathal blinks, looking at Terri as if just noticing her.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I will keep silent to recieve answers.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well? Miron? Can you promise not to tell anyone else what this man wants to tell us?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Little one, would you like to help Sornala? She's making her potion candy in the kitchen, and I'm sure she'd appreciate the extra hands.&quot; ^^

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Potion... candy?&quot; :o

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods slowly* &quot;Perhaps so, then. It may be after all, that what he has to hide isn't a matter worthy of our attention, and as such will serve only to free him of such&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">She looks around at the rest of the Guardians. &quot;Can I?&quot;

* Sszeyl nods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt relaxes and leans back. &quot;Right then.&quot; Gnogglebolt looks at Terri, and nods.

* Thomas Lazarus tenetively nods. (:3

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian pats Tavia. &quot;Follow Terri.&quot; He commands.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;If hyu vant.&quot; Shankfang also nods, for what it's worth.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Wuff.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I too, promise confidence. If this is a matter of survival, of life and death, then I will protect this information. I know how powerful information can be.&quot;

* Arivan Marathal nods. &quot;Twist will show you the way.&quot; He clicks his tongue, and the cat looks up. &quot;Twist, seek Sunny.&quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">:D !

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrrr~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silverthrush did say that delivering the letter would avert disaster.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Curse you,Sszeyl. May your bloody traitorous tongue rot and fall off, and your skin end up decorating someone's wall. ''

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Same to you, dwarf.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">hee.. they are thinking in unison XD. This is so like that joke.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right then. So...take it away whenever you're ready, mister marathal.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well...&quot; The elf fiddles with his holy symbol once more, and those with sharp ears may hear him whispering a brief prayer to Pelor for courage in Elven. He reaches up and taps something on his ear... and his skin begins to... darken, turning black as charcoal. His hair thins and becomes tied back, as his eyes redden.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">''I swear to god if you two don't shut the hell up right now I will turn this car right around and NO ICECREAM FOR ANYONE. THIS IS WHY WE CAN'THAVE NICE THINGS.''

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi's eyes widen.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl's pupils narrow.

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">...so, it would be possible to hide that Sszeyl is a drow. Interesting.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu are a Drow!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell-o. That explains quite a bit already.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros, at this point, seems pretty jaded with seeing Drow. Really, it's not shocking any more, when you travel with one. :T

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To his credit, Thomas doesn't seem all -that-. Surprised. His attention is immediately on Sszeyl.

Miron:<font color="#000000">''I knew it! Noone of the high elves would commit such blood treason as to adopt a drow ''

Arivan Marathal?:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am. ... When Cal'tel asked you to deliver the letter to Pellan'zyne... well, it was more of a code than anything. My true name is Pellan'zyne.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm glad you've found work as a respected healer of this town, at least--&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ohhhh! I see.&quot;

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

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's sad you have to hide yourself, though. Me and Sszeyl are actually somewhat in trying to make that unnecessary on the side, I suppose.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please, keep it quiet -- there are only a few in this town who even know that Sornala is my actual daughter.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">For Tom, Sszeyl is obviously quite tense, and a bit...sad looking. =3=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl's done lots of good deeds in Castleton as himself, and our group is gaining reputation. Perhaps in the future, you won't need to hide yourself.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;More like I simply don't consider an untrained mob to be a threat. =3=;&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes. &quot;Of course, sir.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...By the way.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;We can only hope... and that's why Rhylinar has been telling me about you and your exploits.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have similar goals, in the long run.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...And a quick question.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;As I mentioend earlier, the symbol on the seal is the same as a mithril-armored drow who's been frequently sighted around this region of Akellon for years. I presume he figures into this story, or you at least know what his story is?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If yes to either, I'll let you get to tha in your own time.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Also.. nothing I hear. I guess informing the Leaden Mace about merely seeing that he's a drow ... We shall see. ''

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes to both.&quot; ^^; &quot;... I'm sorry. It's been a long time since I've actually told this story.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It iz hokay, take you time.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right then. Start from the beginning.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who are you really--I mean more than just your name-- and how did you get here?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is listening with rapt curiosity, almost wide-eyed childlike.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Real gnomes love their storytimes. :&gt;

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

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;To do that would mean going back a century and a quarter or more...&quot; He glances to Tathi. &quot;... I suppose I should start with the symbol. I hope you don't mind my using a pseudonym for one of the individuals in this story... he is still involved in mainstream drow society, you see, as an agent of sorts. It could endanger him to use his real name.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Troof. Talfeera loved listening to stories.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, I rather guessed this whole story would go back that far.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't mind. :&gt; &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">I love listening to evidence And the sight in their eyes as they are given over to the angry mobs or the Aureate Palm.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Better than that than to not hear the story.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Miron, seriously.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">As a warning.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Do that, and I will straight up kill you. ^^

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;The symbol is something the four of us made a century ago, as a sort of... sign of a pact, I suppose you would say. Altonor, Rhylinar, Quilarak, and myself. Rhylinar has told me that Sszeyl, at least, has been told some basic facts about the Sun Raiders.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">I will defend my life from you drowish scum, and if thwarting you means dying.. then so be it, as long as I succeed

Meany:<font color="#660000">Consider it a fellow player's way of saying 'Are you sure you want to do that?', Vae. :B

* VAE knows :3

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would be the name we've adopted for our group as a whole... and that's what this symbol stands for.&quot; He holds up the letter, displaying the wax seal. &quot;The eye, with light... granted, we had to keep it simple and stylized in the form of a warband's crest. As I've said... deception has unfortunately had to become a shield for us.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And well, you tend to do this too. As long as it fits the character ,VAE doesn't care much :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">*sigh* Just liek with Trofim...

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nope.. trofim was just nuts

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah well. *sits back down for storytime*

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see. I must confess.. it's somewhat of a relief already.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You seem to be a good man by all accounts. And Rhylinar I know. I was afraid... well. It would be worse.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;The four of us, I suppose you could say, are the 'founding members.' Altonor is the drow with mithral armor you've apparently heard so much about. His summoned mount, Kep'salion, is a black pegasus, and I can't think of any other drow who would wear our crest on the surface in plain sight. He... seems to rather get a high off danger.&quot; ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Remember though - this sort of thing has pretty much galvanised what Miron thought.. In his eyes, this guy fooled *everyone* by being outwardly nice for a quarter century or so, even the old hag.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I am beginning to believe that is a drow trait. Care to comment, Sszeyl?&quot; Tathi says flatly.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I just don't see much of anything as a genuine threat.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I was personally beaten to near death by the Monstrocity. ^^; Not much else compares.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pity it was 'near'.&quot;

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

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, granted, he is working toward what most of us dream of. A day when we don't have to hide behind the shadows of the past... even though we'll probably never see it in our lifetimes.&quot; He pauses, breaking off and blinking at Sszeyl. &quot;And you're here to speak of it?&quot; O_o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Deskcat is snotting on my mouse. &gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I think he is going insane. =3=;&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">that's gotta be some crazy allergies if he can snot your mouse. o.o

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hy take it Miron doesn' like Drow very much?&quot;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;He gave me a task, instead of killing me when he sided with Yazagh over me in a disute.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">dispute*

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;... unfortunately, that sounds fairly standard... I'm sure you've heard Rhylinar's opinon on the matter. He's fairly outspoken against my former House. Though given clan politics... I'm rambling.&quot; ^^;

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I still disagree. =3=; Sounds like Yazagh, rather than Zilvudar.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;But yes, please continue.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, anyway. So, you formed this group..how long ago? And then what happened?&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">He sighs. &quot;... How old are you, Sszeyl? In your eighties, perhaps?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus simply seems relieved Sszeyl isn't hulking out. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what -were- you trying to do?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Eighty-seven.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnoglglebolt quickly quites down and sits back.

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

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

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then you weren't there to see the webs burning... and you've lived in Orgolloyss' society for that time. I see.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'm older than you pappy, human boy. &gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Possibly your pappy's pappy!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu old, Sszeyl!&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron speaks, rather slowly and heavily. &quot;The webs burning.. so.. Lolth's cult.. actually was expelled?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;More like put to the sword, and some managed to run away.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Always a pity, that.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Something we agree on. =3=&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;... The group itself wasn't formed until war's end.&quot; He stands with his hands clasped behind his back, a loose sort of 'at ease.' &quot;The four of us came from all walks of life, carrying a variety of unrelated skills, and we probably would never have met if it wasn't for four commonalities. We all served in Lolth's army, we were all trained to walk in the sun without it affecting our vision, we all harbored an interest in the people of the surface, and we were all captured at about the time that the sun came to earth.&quot; He clears his throat uncomfortably. &quot;... That was the phrase used to describe the burning of Elsaeothi Forest. A grievous sin we will probably never be able to atone for.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mrs. Tweedy! The chickens are revolting!&quot; &quot;Finally something we agree on.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So.. what took Lolth's cult place... both of you mention &quot;Orgolloys&quot; .. what do they worship? Hextor?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;We worship Orgolloyss, if at all.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;They worship Orgolloyss.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 15 + 17 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Religion. Who is this &quot;Orgolloys&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's why they're called the &quot;Orgolloyss Order&quot;, Miron.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'm going to start beating you now.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I don't know when I'll stop.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you would have ever sat down and spoken with Sszeyl like a civilized being, he would have told you this.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">DBZ Abridged FTW!

Miron:<font color="#000000">*grins at the words &quot;civillized being&quot;*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... If I may interject a question, ..Mr.. Marathal.&quot; He offers a tense smile at the name, but tries to smooth it out. ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So much new stuff I am learning! Good thing I'm smarter than your average Half-Orc!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">*high-fives Shank*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">High-Five!

* Pellan'zyne attempts to intervene before the fists of death start flying. ^^;;;; &quot;I-I-I can't say for certain, Sszeyl would know more -- but from what I understand -- please, that's fine. I took my wife's name when we married. It would have been that way in a drow marriage in any case.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;What would you like to know?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Most of our concern relating to your fellow in the mithral platemail stems from the many accounts of his timing. Coinciding with disasters, and monster outbreaks.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And release of prisoners.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I suppose you came from Braxton Falls.&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust bad schtuff in general.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes and huffs with amusement. &quot;...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;To be fair, the monster concerns were from Lorellon.&quot;

TMG whispers: Plots are starting to form in my head.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is there anything to that? Does he arrive? Or do they follow? Might you know?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''No, we came from Well-done Weld - just near the charred one. ''

TMG whispers: Incidentally, if it's taken seriously, it will give screen time to a sadly sidelined group

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Lucky Tathi couldn't catch that.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's technically where Miron's from

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;He arrives. Altonor would never willingly help bring about catastrophe -- in fact, he took an oath to that effect shortly after the webs burned.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Kemmer was there. It's a half-rage joke.

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. I see then.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat's a bit uf a koincidence, den...&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;... though I did mention the enjoyment of courting danger, didn't I?&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see. That does much to put my mind at ease, even if this entire ordeal remains unclear.&quot;

TMG whispers: I'm starting to guess that the point of this story is that there is a refugee group of 'good drow', beholded to neither Lolth nor Orgolloyss. Gnogglebolt will want to help them. And if there's some things Gnogglebolt's good at, it's working with liked-minded people, decipering law, and acquiring -legitimacy-. I'm starting to plot Gnogglebolt being a bridge between refugee drow and the Aureate Palm. :U But, continue with the exposition for now. My guess may be wrong. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;As interested as I am in this secret organization, and the mithril donning drow, I'd still like to know how my father's name cropped up.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I truly don't mind if you and Rhylinar, and.. Altnor was it do as you wish in the surface world. Although now I'm growing a little concerned for you, regarding your letter.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The sender apparently has a penchant for dire warnings.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;You would need to ask him about any kidnapppings... I know he's brought people fleeing from Braxton Falls here to Thalinde. And... he'll definitely want to talk to you about Raerarael.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, do continue. So, you formed this group sometime after the way, because you are all captured during the war near the time of the burning.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*after the war

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then the war was lost for the Drow, and Lolth was expelled. What did you do then?&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;We drow have... a well-earned reputation for causing trouble. And to those who don't know of the Raiders -- which is just about everyone sadly -- it's easy to assume that drow at the site of catastrophe are causing it instead of helping. ... I think Raerael has fallen into that trap of thinking with Altonor. Several times.&quot; ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus begins to suspect Gnogglebolt just wants to hear a long story. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait a moment.. why are you so.. condescending of us arriving from Braxton falls?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi narrows her eyes, deep in thought. &quot;Wait. Who captured you?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus lightly scoffs at Miron.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi gives Miron a look. &quot;Because Braxton falls is a blight upon civilization?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think I understand, brother.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Human forces. Probably the only ones where we would still be alive to talk to you about being captured by them. An elven, drow, or even dwarven force would have slit our throats instead of keeping us prisoner.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*50's* ONE OF THESE DAYS, TATHI.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">YOU IN WHUT ARRMEH!?

Miron:<font color="#000000">And they should have..

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">He drapes the chain of the symbol of Pelor around his neck over his hand, and holds it up to display it. &quot;Very fortunately for us, they had some priests of the Sunlord among them, who felt that a healer's oaths extended even to one's enemies.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Braxton's rules are just a little prohibitive to most of us, uh.. outsiders.&quot; =w=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I didn't feel particularly welcome there myself. I'm entirely confident they considered arresting me no less than three times during our aid of their crisis.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Hello, angels.

Meany:<font color="#660000">I have cake.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust be glad hyu vere only dere for a day und a night.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks between Pellan'zyne's sun symbol, then to Thomas's sun symbol, and grins a little.

* Thomas Lazarus simply nods at that.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron frowns, but says nothing.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;JI vas dere for almost a veek vaitink for dat schip...&quot;

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

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;We lived among them as prisoners, talked with them, learned about them, their culture, their gods, their tales, their stories... and we talked among ourselves. Please understand, you are blessed to not live in a time of Lolth. In the centuries of Her power, there was no choice. Everything was for her. You worshiped her, sacrificed in her name, or you ended up dead... or worse.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">50gp fine: Exceeded weekly allotment of oxygen. Additional 50 gp fine: Exceeded weekly allotment of carbon dioxide release. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;They say the stories and legends of drow society did it no credit as to how horrible it was..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;One of the admittedly few reasons Orgolloyss is an improvment.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fort Winterhold was a sanctuary compared to Lolthian society, even as prisoners. And that started us to thinking. There had to be another way.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems slightly awed by the description. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt knowingly glances bck to Sszeyl. Looks like he's finally found allies in his quest...

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

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;We all filed for parole together, and made a pact to seek a way to show more drow what we had learned. The solace and peace of mind... it was unlike anything we had ever heard of or experienced before. That's when I -- rather accidentally -- started my service in Pelor's name.&quot; ^^;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Erm, sorry, but I have to go to bed sin about an hour. I have a Mort Op in the morning.

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

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

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( 'mort' op? ))

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had a panic attack after invoking my first healing spell, to be honest.&quot; ^^; &quot;... granted, keep in mind, in Lolthian society, only women are allowed to be priests. Any male showing divine power was swiftly put to death, turned into a drider... you get the idea.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mortuary Operation.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( oh god. isn't that the shit with the bodies and the inspections and crap? ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">It's the dead body part of my job.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I assume that is handling a body for safety/etc. Make sure it's clear?

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( geezus man, sorry to hear that. heard usmc eod talking about. worst part of your job, apparently. ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">It doesn't actually bother me much.

RAM:<font color="#990000">But, like I said, I still have about an hour.

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were released at war's end, and planned to return to Ezzebek to say our goodbyes, gather supplies, perhaps recruit a few like-minded individuals. You can imagine the shock and terror when we rounded the corner in the tunnels to see the city ablaze.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus has his brows raised. They remain there.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Particularly given our climate.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can.. I have experienced it myself&quot; *frown*

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose in a way it's fitting, given the sins we committed during the war.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Smoke and fire is much more dangerous below.&quot;

* Pellan'zyne nods solemnly to Miron.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy know de feelink, my friend...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy lost my parents to a house fire ven Hy vas eight.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;One would think I would have an aversion to fire spells after the things I have experienced.. instead, it seems I am painfully aware of its power.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I was about to say I find it remarkable to have met a Drow of the Sunlord's flock, much less an agent himself.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which weapon one fights by, he shall die by, says the old wisdom, after all.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his neck with an awkward look at the floor. &quot;..I suppose I am blessed to be so young, and born in a time without Kellon war.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(possibly said more in followup.. VAE took some time to translate it)

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a saying that there are no atheists on the battlefield.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods. &quot;Actually, the Shining One is known to everyone, even us gnomes. I once knew a lone priest back in Mazio; one of my kind, and a servant of the Shining One. The Shining One welcomes all who can find him.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;A long life is a burden. Not a blessing, Thomas. Know that there are many elves who envy the shorter lived races for their brief stay in this world.&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This story is super depressing. Terri stay away, keep making candies. D: Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">WARNING EMO LEVELS CRITICAL. EJECT EYE TISSUE IMMEDIATELTY-

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose it's because of the quantities of prayers used in battle. Anyone to deny the deities after seeing such must, quite frankly, be insane.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Schpeak for youself, Taddi. Hy hain't komforted by de fact dat Hy shell die long before Talfeera.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sahrugs. &quot;Naturally, I'm partial to the Sparkling Wit, however.&quot;

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">last line, meany?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She looks cooly over at Shank. &quot;So instead you would prefer to watch her die instead?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;WHoa whoa whoa, calm down.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tathi: &quot;A long life is a burden. Not a blessing, Thomas. Know that there are many elves who envy the shorter lived races for their brief stay in this world.&quot; You have disconnected.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And get off that subject, please.&quot; Gnogglebolt says irritably. :[

* Thomas Lazarus elbows Aelian. =w=;;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ow! What!?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. So....you returned to Ezzebek, with it in flames.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, if only to keep her from doink so instead.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I have decided to take it out on you every time your girlfriend says something inflamitory.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You are fucked.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl's told me how only...was n't it three in ten drow survived the war?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">I got three words for you, cleric. Arrows in melee. Arrows in melee, motherfucker.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does it matter? Either one of them shall die eventually. I suppose a longer life allows you to make a greater mark on this world, though it's not a rule.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;And the genocide that followed.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;We ended up attaching ourselves to a group of Lolthian refugees, and agreeing to protect them in secret, perhaps sway some to our cause. It worked... to a degree. They were absorbed into an older drow city near the jungles. And we managed to collect a few other drow who had lost faith in Lolth and were wanted by Orgolloyss. Mostly male clan war orphans.&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">You should be so glad no one here is psychic, little dwarf.

Miron:<font color="#000000">I heard that through the fourth wall 

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Quilarak is still there, collecting those who have lost everything to Lolth's greed. Most of the rest of us have dispersed across the surface, in hope of finding a place where we might eventually call home. Free from Lolth's insane hubris and Orgolloyss' iron grip.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">'''Well, I do have Detect Thoughts in my spell list. I think. '''

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;An old jungle city?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rubs his chin and furrows his brow. He seems to be in thought.

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;... though, that isn't why Cal'tel saw fit to send you to me instead of coming himsel to deliver the letter.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus snaps out of his stupor.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, and now we get to where we come in.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und now ve get to de point.&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Among many other things that he wrote about, he mentioned that you are being pursued by House Helvirahel. The branch that sold itself to Orgolloyss and took control of the clan, at least.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;A few lone assassins.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;...With a golem. :/&quot;

Pellan'zyne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though I've cast aside my house name, I do have a fairly good knowledge of their tactics. I may be able to help you.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">And here is a good place to end for the night. :3

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Miron for SO MUCH ANGST

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Nomming Miron for Improved Paranoia.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Ve hef assassins chasink after us? Und a golem?! Vat hef Hy gotten myself into...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Good, end session here,OK

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Gnoggle for MOB! SHIT! MOB!

Meany:<font color="#660000">Seconding Ghost's nom.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tathi for Emo Flame.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">nomming Thomas for Calling in Tathi-Control.. *ELBOW AELIAN* &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">aww, ending already? D: VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Sszeyl for Im in ur group, ruining ur party

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Can I anti-nom myself for ded? :T

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Edaric for CROWD-B-GONE

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">There's still another two or three hours before 9:00 on my end. -3-

Meany:<font color="#660000">Swallowtail for Ninja Ninja.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">nomming Terri for DRAGONZ!?!??

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seconding Edaric.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And another nom for sszeyl for the gun slip to Gnogglebolt

VAE:<font color="#000000">Your drow side is showing.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Swallowtail for replacing Thomas as the Anchor. :&gt;

Meany:<font color="#660000">You know what to do.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">that was brilliant

VAE:<font color="#000000">the quiet, sweet voice twisting the unsuspecting to his own ends

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">It's a gift.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">One of the few things I approve of.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tathi for &quot;I don't care about your plotz! I'm shopping!&quot;

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

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

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

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">As a mark of shame

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What's that? Disaster and mobs? Sec.. is this my color?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thomas for FINALLY filling in the clueless gnome.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We're calling it the Drayco award

VAE:<font color="#000000">That'd be an anti-nom

VAE:<font color="#000000">Though he deserves XP for it for it being roleplayed so beautifully

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OH! Nomming Gnoggle and Miron for Dog-Missile target practice. XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron:&quot;I trust you to keep this discrete&quot; Thomas: &quot;Allright.. best way to do it is to tell the naive bright-faced guy.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for Operation: DISTRACTION BITCHING! &gt;:U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">X3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">None for me? /sad...

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh! Uh.... &gt;.&gt;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Shankfang for &quot;Grandpapy!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OUT OF THE WAY I'M DRIVING: http://derp.memebase.com/2012/01/11/hurr-durr-derp-face-april-oneil-iz-good-drrrrrrrivurrrrrrrrr/

VAE:<font color="#000000">Yeah, it does deserve a nomination for Tom. It was hilalrious from story perspective

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Look. It was for the best. He was getting volatile.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He was gonna wreck the plot if I didn't say something. :P

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">At least he didn't tell me.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(ParsonGotti)&quot;And that's why you do NOT withold information from the guy who makes your plans!&quot; (/ParsonGotti)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'd have wrecked your face. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron was clear : proceed without me.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Let's see.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming everyone for their fire stories. What a great party to have a fire happy wizard in. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">(that's one for shank)

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Also nomming Shank for GODDAMNIT I JUST WANT TO MAKE $&amp;#*ING DELIVERY ASS SHIT DAMNIT.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It's cool, I'm over the trauma.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">But I haz no fire story.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I forgot &gt;:/

VAE:<font color="#000000">You will have a fire story soon.

VAE:<font color="#000000">(Said in the voice of Miron)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Yeah, so will you.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">So ominous...

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">For srs mission tactics.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">One Maximized Fireball, coming up.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Radio messages via sending? Check.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hire a fucking ninja? fhqwgads

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://www.erfworld.com/book-1-archive/?px=%2F124.jpg {== What I was quoting

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://www.erfworld.com/book-1-archive/?px=%2F124.jpg

TMG:<font color="#000000">^ WHat I was quoting

GM:<font color="#000000">Any more?

You whisper to TMG: And how much EXP does Gnogglebolt need to level up again?

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm...

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

TMG whispers: one sec

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ominous chants? Check.

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

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

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

TMG whispers: 1,350. Need less than that, gotta finish trucktrain before hitting lvl 8.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Atleast we managed to untangle the lion's share of the 7 lane plot pileup.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas was going crazy around there mid-session. :B

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You don't understand.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Try going without the equivalent of sleep for two straight adventures.

GM:<font color="#000000">And if you ask questions, more of the plot pileup will get untangled next session. :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I know what will happen if you die. I was ready to murder those people for the greater good.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">This is getting interesting.

GM:<font color="#000000">Pellan'zyne/Arivan is a bit of a scatterbrain, though, so if you don't ask he might forget details.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You think I wasn't ready to murder you? :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Silly Tom.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Your dragon is locked I can sit on you like a fat bully. =3= *flame'd*

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thomas Lazarus: I know what will happen if you die. I was ready to murder those people for the greater good.

Miron:<font color="#000000">''I still somewhat am. Guardians of the thread.. they are tied to Lolth, after all, though this one just seems criminally stupid. What to do...''

TMG:<font color="#000000">Which people? O.o

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'm also physically more powerful than you.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">With access to your sister's moves.

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, oh

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">All of a sudden Pella has this wild wood elf chick jump on his back and start ripping at his hair. &quot;TELL ME ABOUT MY FATHER GODDAMNIT NOW.&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">No.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">His name is not Pella.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Pell is how Rhylinar shortens it.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's black, and he probably kicks a mean football

Meany:<font color="#660000">I will not confuse him with LFG's Pella.

Meany:<font color="#660000">He is not a dwarvish Bard!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Pell works.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Okay!

GM:<font color="#000000">300 XP for PLOTZ.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron - 200 XP - Everyone's out to get meeee~ or they're drow~ or both~ 200 XP - Single-Minded Interrogator. You have a minor flavor detail? GIMME. *_* 200 XP - Fire Story. 200 XP - Mission Control

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 200 XP - Mob? Here's your gun. You know what to do.

GM:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail - 200 XP - The anchor is a ninja? Edaric - 200 XP - Instant dispersed crowd, just add bard!

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - CRAP IT'S A MOB. 100 XP - Mr. Diplomacy -- though you did nearly make Arivan bolt. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 200 XP - Mr. Exposition. Granted, it was a session of exposition.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi - 200 XP - ANGST FIRE! 200 XP - &quot;What's that? Disaster and mobs? Sec.. is this my color?&quot; 200 XP - Fire Story.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shankfang - 200 XP - What the heck is going on here, anyway!? This is just my job! D: 200 XP - Seeya later, Grandpa! 200 XP - Fire Story.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">1100 in total, makes it 25455

RAM:<font color="#990000">26800 for me, just anoth 1200 for level 9!

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyone I missed? Elros, you were, indeed, way too quiet this session. So no noms.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi is 31672, Aelian is 10950.

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait,when did everyone pack up on XP?

Meany:<font color="#660000">30070.

VAE:<font color="#000000">i mean, in the two sessions I missed you lot got 5k ?

Meany:<font color="#660000">SO CLOSE TO MY PRC LEVEL SQUEE.

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's unusual.

Meany:<font color="#660000">I can almost taste it. ._.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Three sessions, I think. And combat-heavy ones.

RAM:<font color="#990000">There was lots of fighting.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ah, three

VAE:<font color="#000000">that makes sense then

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There was mucho intense combat in Braxton, sadly.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sadly in that you missed the XP I mean.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Fuck holidays.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I enjoy some dangerous combat.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Braxton, for all it's ickiness.

VAE:<font color="#000000">No, sadly I missed the fun

Meany:<font color="#660000">Has awesome monsters to kill.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">My bad. Aelian's at 11600.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wanna go to Braxton falls?&quot; &quot;EW NO WHY?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;To grind some levels.&quot; &quot;...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright.&quot;

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seriously. Holidays are utterly useless. All the leftover work from last term i'll have to do over this week before the next one starts because apparent;y i can't even conceive the idea of working when my energy is sapped by dealing with people i can't turn off

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm off to go RAGE. :&gt;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Ta~

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To ze IRC!

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">only thing of note I was able to do was prepare and consolidate the plot of DnDMFA

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Server coming down...

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

* VAE headdesks and sads

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

You have disconnected.