Session 35

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VAE:-Faerie:Which map?

Ghostwish has connected.

Meany has connected.

Liatai:Redtree, though I'd DEFINITELY advise preloading the other ones!

Liatai:(You people and your refusal to stay in one district of Castleton, sheesh. :P)

Dr. Hatari has connected.

Faerie:Oh, and I never got around to leveling. >.>

Liatai:One two three four five six -- there's everyone! :D

Liatai::OLiatai:Let's get that done now, then.

Faerie:If today is an RP day though, I guess it's alright. o.o

Faerie:Oh, or that.

Liatai:Are you rolling for HP, or taking half-die?

Faerie:Ah...


 * Dr. Hatari loads.

Liatai:Oh, yes. And you get your second favored enemy at this level. :D

Faerie:I dunno, maybe I'll take the halfdie.

Liatai:All right, add 4 to Elros' HP.

Ghostwish:I need to eat something.. brb.

Faerie:Aye

TMG:Plus any Con bonus

Liatai:Elros' Con is 10.

Liatai:Now, the second favored enemy... What's Elros' first favored enemy? Is it elves?


 * Liatai can't recall.

Faerie:Ah, I believe so...

Meany:Elves (drow)? :B

Cthulhu has connected.

Liatai:Okay. Pick another type of enemy from page 47 of the PHB to be your second. Then, choose either the first one or the newly-chosen second one. Your favored enemy bonuses versus those foes increase by 2.

Dr. Hatari:Well that's never a good sign.

Liatai:D:* Dr. Hatari dons trenchcoat and detective's hat. |3

Liatai:Okay, who's playing eldritch horror? >.>

Faerie:GAH! Too many windows demanding my attention! D:Dr. Hatari:Probably RAM. :>

Liatai:Ohhhh. :B

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Liatai:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FOHJUrcVdJk

Liatai::BMeany:YoView.

Faerie:Liatai: What sort of category would, um...dire (was it?) animals be under?

Liatai:Animal.

Faerie:Oh, well then. That.

Ghostwish:back!

Meany:I smell a Ghostwish.

Cthulhu:All hail Cthulhu, may his rein of darkness span millenia.

Meany:Hmm. :.

Liatai:Okay. Now for skill points. You have eight to spend. :3

Meany:Lia, it seems the unfogged area of the Mustering Cave isn't showing up.

TMG:Oh yeah, while we're at it, Alex, is your character sheet uploaded somewhere?

TMG:might as well double-chck your two-weapon fighting stuff.

Liatai:Can you see Sszeyl, at least, Meany?

Faerie:I think it is uploaded, but not updated, and I made a mistake anyway.

TMG:yeah, that's what I want to check. :B

Meany:I'm scrolled out to ten percent. :. Nothing yet.

Meany:AHA

Meany:I see. :D

Faerie:See, for some reason I have +8 on my bow, when that should be +6, and the swords +7 and +8 respectively.

Meany:For reference, the drop area is 174, 22. :3

TMG:uhoh...

Previewer:Hello.

Liatai:I'll drop people there when it's time, Meany. x3 No worries.

TMG:alex, Elros' sheet isn't uploaded, only Miranda's is. x3

Meany:Sweet. ;3

TMG:wait-OH

TMG:\nvm

TMG:found it

Faerie:Ah. x3

TMG:Hrm.

TMG:You have a separate field for longsowrd, and one for Blacksword, but no field for both weapons at once. And oh boy...what drayco was saying during the lootsplitting is right Both of your weapons are longswords?

Faerie:That is correct.

TMG:Hrm. You do have an additional penalty because your off-hand weapon is not light (longswords are not light weapons)

Faerie:Umm...two-handed fighting counts as two separate attacks though. Why would I put them together?

TMG:Let me calculate this for 5th-level Elros...

Faerie:Do I? because I thought that came up before, but I can't recall.

TMG:because 1) they're both in the same full attack option, and 2), the bonuses will be different whether you use one or both of them.

Faerie:It's a -4 to both, so it should be +3 and +4 respectively

Faerie:Unless my BaB increased with my level.

Dr. Hatari:He was always calculating the non-light off-hand penalty.

TMG:It does, but let's see...oh! He was? I see, I see. Good on you, then.

TMG:Verifying, just to be sure...

Dr. Hatari:We should get him a mithril blade for his birthday. :B

Liatai:x3TMG:okay....uh....

Faerie:I might get one while we're in town. Because I'm lugging a fair amount of gold. >.>

Cthulhu:Jealous now.

TMG:if the Blacksword is the masterwork one, why is it the -lesser- attack bonus?


 * Cthulhu wants this awesome gear, too.

Faerie:See, that's why I said it's a mistake.

TMG:Heh, okay.

TMG:Is the normal longsowrd masterwork?

Faerie:The bow has the bonus listed that the Blacsword is supposed to have.

TMG:*longsword

Faerie:Normal longsword is not masterwork.

TMG:Okay. Are you using the Blacksword in your main hand, then?

Faerie:It has a +7 if I'm correct, bow SHOULD have +6, and Blacksword SHOULD have +8. Two-handed fighting gives a -4 to both when together, and that doesn't matter whether it's on-hand or off-hand.

Faerie:If I'm doing that correctly.

Faerie:-4 brings +7/+8 down to +3/+4

TMG:I know, I'm just trying to get this done from scratch. So are you using the Blacksword in your main hand/primary attack? (when making a single attack?)

Faerie:Ah, correct, yes.

TMG:Okay, thank you.

TMG:Calculating for level 5....


 * Dr. Hatari snickers at the towels. :B

TMG:Okay. Here we are.

TMG:+5 BaB for 5th-lvl ranger. +3 Str to attack bonus. +1 to mwk Blacksword. Here's how your attacks should read:Meany::BTMG:Blacksword | attack bonus +9 | damage/crit/stuff as normal

TMG:Longsword | attack bonus +8 | damage/crit/stuff as normal. Note that for damage, the Blacksword gets +3 to damage, but the Longsword in your offhand only gets +1

TMG:Two-weapon attack | attack bonus +5/+4 | damage "as above"

TMG:That's what you should have in the first three fields.

Faerie:I...think I might've been using +3 instead of +1 for offhand, and that represents the level I just became this second, but else that's what I've been doing.

Faerie:+3/+1 re damage

Ghostwish:Meow.

TMG:Mkay, cool. So get all that down, and you're good.

Liatai:Right, let's get saves and skills down, and then we're good to go! ^^

TMG:it's just the blacksword should be ordered first

Liatai:Saves don't change... so just allot your eight skill points. :3

Faerie:I think BaB increases as well, yes?

Liatai:Yep, it increases by 1.

Liatai:From +4 to +5.

Faerie:...also, why again is there another -2 assessed to off-hand damage?

Faerie:Just asking. >.>

Tokens dropped onto map 'Redtree'

Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Kor]

Tokens dropped onto map 'Redtree'

Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Kor]

Tokens dropped onto map 'Redtree'

Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Kor]

Liatai:Ghost, what are you doing? :B

Dr. Hatari:It's weird to think we're level 5, now. We're not runts~ |O

Ghostwish:trying to deploy Kor. O.o

Liatai:Kor's in the tavern.

Ghostwish:Without vision?

Ghostwish:AhLiatai:For some reason, you didn't have ownership. O.o

TMG:alex; because off-hand weapons only add half your str bonus to damage

TMG:and in D&D, the rule is 'always round down'

Meany:Mah hahses!

Meany:Mah waghon!

Meany:Mah kitteh!

Dr. Hatari:Also, there are no ambidexterous people since 2nd edition. :B

Liatai:x3TMG:hatari; there was in 3.0, the 'ambidextrous' feat.

TMG:I've still got the 3.0 PHB and MM

Dr. Hatari:Ah, perhaps I was thinking of that.

Meany:Liatai, where on Redtree be my peeps?


 * Cthulhu goes to play Borderlands.

Dr. Hatari:Hm. Barbarus is sitting on the carriage.

Meany:I can't see anything. :B

Dr. Hatari::.Meany:No tokens, just the map.


 * Faerie is still updating things

Liatai:Better?

Barbarus:Thankee. :3

Liatai:Okay, can everyone see themselves? :B


 * Thomas Lazarus pats self down. Offers thumbs-up. :B

TMG:I see mahself.


 * Cthulhu has returned. All hail Cthulhu, long may he reign.

Fourth Wall Sun:Here you go, Cthulu, an audience token.

Faerie:Ah, let's see, my possesions are prooooooobably out of date. >.>

TMG:so're mine, but I don't even bother on the sheet anymore. x3

Dr. Hatari:Who has diapers listed in their inventory, really?

TMG:for the actual charsheet, fluid things like inventory and EXP i don't bother recording

TMG:I just keep all that in the token.

GM:Righto! Can everyone see? Is everyone set? Is everyone present?

Ghostwish:Sacrifice to the D&D gods?

TMG:Present! And read up on session34


 * Dr. Hatari is ready to jam. =3=


 * VAE mrows loudly

Barbarus:I is.

Barbarus: (( Just jotting down loot in mah token. =3= ))

GM:Fae, you set to go?

Meany is disconnected.

Faerie:Not yet

Faerie:How many skillpoints do I get, again?

Faerie:8, is it?

Liatai:Eight. :3

Liatai:6+Int bonus.

Meany has connected.

TMG:Oh! And that does remind me, hatari, ghost, have you fixed up things from the misunderstandings from the lootsplitting session ^^;

Faerie:Okay, I just need to distribute those then.

Dr. Hatari:Well, everything was recorded fine in the first place. >.>

TMG:oh, okay

TMG:cuz ghost was saying things like not adding anything to his token or somesuch. :B

Dr. Hatari:I was just referring to something incorrectly at the time or something. There was an intent misunderstanding.

Dr. Hatari:I forget the particulars. I think it's all square though

Faerie:Oi, my max ranks go up too, yes?

Liatai:Yep!

Liatai:Up to... eight, I think. Level plus three, right?

TMG:Yupyup.

Faerie:8/4 then

Liatai:Exactly!

Meany:...

Meany:Did we ever put the loot log on the wiki? :B

Liatai:... no. >.>

TMG:I've still got it, and everyone's got their own.

TMG:I can add a page for it, and we can process it later.

Liatai:But I've got the list of things people kept.

Faerie:...I think I allocated one too many points to Diplomacy.

Meany:Kay.

Faerie:>.>


 * Meany continues to note.

Liatai:x3Liatai:Just swap it out into another skill, then.


 * Cthulhu continues to spread his reign of darkness across the lands.

Faerie:Ah, I was gonna ask.

Faerie:Alright, good to go.

Ghostwish:Gaaaame? :>

GM:GAME ON!

GM:Last time in Akellon, a storm was waited out, and many deep conversations were had. At long last, the group finally returned to Redtree, triumphant, with the body of the witch Briarclaw laid low. And just in time for the Festival of Restoration, too!

Cthulhu:And the coming of Cthulhu?

GM:Does anyone have any more RP they want to take care of on this day, or shall we fast-forward to the festival?

Gnogglebolt:Meanwhile, Gnogglebolt had left off on a quite despressing note...

Kor:In the inn, there's a rather peculier sight. A black, tubby rat, sitting on the barstools with the most quizzical expression. His tail is curled oddly, and his whiskers are bent at odd angles.. and he just looks rather.. fazzled.

Kor:Just goes to show that have an emphatic link has its downfalls sometimes.

Liatai:Hehehehe. xD

Dr. Hatari:Wow. x3

GM:Take it away, if you want to do anything. :3 Otherwise, just tell me when you want me to hit the fast-forward button!

Meany:Le push the button!

Gnogglebolt:He sits up against the building, watching Jolenta play with the other kids. The mere thought of what that Veinfrost had been doing to her... it was enough to nearly break the poor gnome's heart. That thing was the first true monster Gnogglebolt had ever seen. His only solace was that they had successfully destroyed him.

Dr. Hatari:Feeling a little out of synch with the past, I'm ready to timetravel barring anything/anyone addressing Tom.

Gnogglebolt:A few tears leaked out of his eyes as he watched the child. Like Thomas, Gnogglebolt was determined to make sure she gets a happy and safe life back.

Meany:How sentimental.

Meany::BDr. Hatari:Meanwhile. Barbarus rolls in the money.

Barbarus:Indeed.

Miron:Miron continues to linger around the village, not especially excited or happy. The itch from healing, formerly burned skin doesn't help either.

TMG:It took us most of the day to walk from Briarclaw's lair back to Redtree with no delays, right? Sun's sinking in the horizon?

Liatai:It's late afternoon now.

Barbarus:??1d20+10 = 12 + 10 = 22?? Craft leatherworking, getting this cape pimped even moar!

GM:Ready for the timeskip?

Barbarus:Yep.

Kor:Please god yes. They;'re not supposed to have that much stamina! -2 con for pete's sake!

Miron:what are you, Dr. Who?

Liatai:XD!

GM:And so the day wears on...

GM:The day of the festival dawns much like yesterday. The villagers mill around, working on repairs, but it's significantly quieter than yesterday. Most of the able-bodied townsfolk are off in the forest, replacing what had been taken in the year before. Trees are planted, brush piles are placed for animal habitats...

GM:But as the day goes by, the party starts to notice something odd.

GM:It starts off small. An egg left on a tool table where one of you had been working. A wrapped hunk of cheese left on the seat of the wagon when no one was looking. A loaf of fresh bread being pushed into your hands without comment. But slowly, it escalates.

GM:You see, in small Kellon farming communities, where gold can be hard to come by, rewards of coins and gems for a job well done are rare. No, when farmers give gifts of gratitude, it usually comes in the form of something that they made or grew themselves.

GM:Which explains why, by the end of the day, Barbarus' wagon is starting to look like a stand at a farmer's market. Squashes, pumpkins, corn, beans, potatoes, onions, carrots, apples, pears, walnuts, sausage, eggs, honey, jam, pickles, flour, five pounds of butter, a ten-pound hunk of cheese, muffins, bread, two pies, no less than six bottles of milk, a bottle of good homemade wine for each member of the party... There are even three bags full of black wool that somehow managed to find their way into the party's transportation! No one comes forward to own up for giving the gifts, and if questioned about them, the townsfolk shrug it off like it's nothing unusual.

Barbarus:So squished.

Barbarus:Can't....breahte...

Ezer:If the mouse gets that cheese, I want some of that milk.

Ezer:...milk and cheese-mouse, mmm~ :b

Barbarus:Le bowl of milk for le Ezer.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt had spent the rest of yesterday either idle or helping out with further repairs. That night, he once again had a restless sleep. He seemed a bit better in the morning, and despite knowing what happened to Jolenta, he tries to tell himself that it is in the past, and they can protect her now. There's also the festival today. However, as the day goes on...he kept finding small bits of food nearby, obviously left for him.

Faerie:Sip sip sip happy serval~ |3

Barbarus:Barbarus is seen working on hides.

Ezer:Wait, I was supposed to say that. >.>

Barbarus:??1d20+10 = 4 + 10 = 14?? Craft check to make a nice fur coat. :U

Barbarus:Well, made some progress anyway. :B

Gnogglebolt:He didn't really think he desrved it, but he understood what was happening. With a soft smile, he accepts the food he's given, and eats some of it, while occasionally slipping the rest of the food to Jolenta throughout the day.


 * Dr. Hatari was nuking lunch. Whoops. >.>

Tathi:Tathi comes out of the inn, looking like a ray of sunshine as she nearly skips over to Barbarus wagon. Looking over the offering, she giggles for a bit. "Making off like a farmer, kitty?"

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, hello again, Tathi."

Barbarus:"...My knowledge of this backwards language must be slipping, because I have no idea what you just said."


 * Jolenta Kelby is seen practically in the half-elf's shadow at all times, and seems a little distrustful of the offered food... but, eventually, with coaxing from others, she does eat.

Gnogglebolt:"Haven't seen you since noon yesterday."

Ezer:Someone seems happy this morning. Do you like milk, too? :D

Ezer:...if I was a dirty cat, I might make a joke about Tathi and cream. But, I'm not. o3o

Liatai:x3Dr. Hatari::BBarbarus:Barbie is decked out in a...new cloak? Chiefly made of black fur, the cloak has slits near the shoulder region where the arms can be put through when the body of it doesn't need to be disturbed, and...it's decorated in bones? The clasp seems to be made of many phalangial bones, while the sides are decorated with ribs every so often, the hood it sportss is also hemmed with teeth and claw bones. Two little cuts in the hood allow the cat's ears to poke through.

Miron:Several of the villagers surprisingly give food items even to the half-burnt gnome. He thanks them, annd mostly stockpiles it for later use... It is a bit difficult to accept gratitude for a job which was done in quite the half-assed way, never mind the fact he spent most of the key battle lying in his own blood and demonic excretions, contributing little to the success.

Barbarus:He appears to be working on a child's sized fur coat.

Dr. Hatari:Skipping the part of the story where you saved Jolenta from a fiery death by sacrificing yourself? How humble. ;B

GM:As night begins to fall, the villagers who had been working in the forests begin to trickle back into town. Bonfires are lit, tables are dragged out, and the smells of a cooking feast begin to drift tantalizingly through the center of the village.

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24?? Profession, cook.

Liatai::OGhostwish:ladies and gentlement and perverts, we are officially redneck texans now. My dad just went and bought a pump-action remington. :>

Barbarus:Hot diggity damn.

Cthulhu:You forgot Eldritch Horrors...

VAE:well.. true.. but then, one of the druids was just allowed to walk off... other wasn't brought to justice either, and well, sacrificing anything isn't much of a success either.

VAE:Also, that's rather awesome, ghost!

Thomas Lazarus:Thomas seems to be in a fairly good mood. He has a quiet serenty about him as he walks about the village, offering help where and when he can - although, no doubt, it isn't necessary most of the time. He's seemingly conent to be around and take in the sights of the community. He seems abnormally in his own element here. There have been losses to be sure, but they don't seem to weigh on the priest this day.

Barbarus:The smells are joined by a lovely odor from the Barbie.

Barbarus:Steamed dumplings filled with delicious meats.

Dr. Hatari:lulz @ Ghost.

Ghostwish:the mere sound of the weapon will clear an entire neighborhood block of home burglers. :P

Dr. Hatari:Tie a flag around the stock and fire it into the air blindly a few times.

Ghostwish:The class KA-CHHHIK.

GM:By the time night has fallen, there is a huge communal feast laid out, and the whole village turns out to partake. There's a moment of confusion over who is going to administer the blessing for the feast, but it's eventually solved by one of the village's older residents who has been to enough feasts to memorize the whole speech.


 * Thomas Lazarus seems very relieved. ^^;

Ghostwish:or at least have it on a wordpad document. :P

GM:Dig in!


 * Dr. Hatari snaps and winks.

Barbarus:Le nom nom om.

Dr. Hatari:The beginning of no speech should be, "Hold on, firing up Google."

Liatai:XDTathi:Tathi starts to eat, but then seems to note something, and then disappears back into the inn for a bit. She comes back out.. dragging a bed-haired half-elf with her.

Gnogglebolt:As the feast is laid out, Gnogglebolt takes a random seat at the tables, and waits for the blessing to be said. After the whole day, he's in much better spirits, and digs in with gusto.

Dr. Hatari:Aw, Aelian didn't level? :B

Liatai:I didn't level him yet. XD

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TMG:(by the way, Tathi never replied to Gnogglebolt?)

Ghostwish:ack, what did I miss. XD

Ghostwish:oh. XD

TMG:Tathi: Tathi comes out of the inn, looking like a ray of sunshine as she nearly skips over to Barbarus wagon. Looking over the offering, she giggles for a bit. "Making off like a farmer, kitty?" Gnogglebolt: "Oh, hello again, Tathi." Barbarus: "...My knowledge of this backwards language must be slipping, because I have no idea what you just said." * Jolenta Kelby is seen practically in the half-elf's shadow at all times, and seems a little distrustful of the offered food... but, eventually, with coaxing from others, she does eat. Gnogglebolt: "Haven't seen you since noon yesterday." Ezer: Someone seems happy this morning. Do you like milk, too? :D Ezer: ...if I was a dirty cat, I might make a joke about Tathi and cream. But, I'm not. o3o

Tathi:"I was.. occupied." She says, smirking and giggling again.

Edaric:Followed by a somewhat tipsy bard who had started celebrating early. |3

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt glances at her as she drags a frazzled Aelian behind her. Then it clicks.

Gnogglebolt:"Mm-hmm. Sure."


 * Aelian looks far more content than yesterday. Understatement of the year. x3

Gnogglebolt:He returns to his meal, a small smirk tugging at his face.

Gnogglebolt:Internally, he is CURSING himself for loosing such a perfect prank opportunity.

Barbarus:Morbid cat eats primarily meat. :O

Thomas Lazarus:"Good afternoon. Oh. I'm glad to see the blessing worked. You're looking much better today, Aelian." |3

Cthulhu has connected.

Luethil Aellonor:"HEY CAT!"


 * Thomas Lazarus kind of sweatdrops at Barbarus increasingly barbaric cloak, but doesn't say anything unkind. ^^;

Cthulhu:HOW DARE MAPTOOL CLOSE ITSELF ON THE GREAT CTHULHU?!

Barbarus:"Mmf?"

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8?? Sleight of hand.

Barbarus:He utterly fails to hide the drumstick he's eating.

Luethil Aellonor:"YOU, ME, DRINKING CONTEST TO GO WITH ALL THIS MEAT!" The elf waves a bone from a haunch of meat in the air. >:D

Barbarus:"Mmf!"

Dr. Hatari:XDBarbarus:Let the drinking commence!

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+7 = 14 + 7 = 21?? Fort!


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks up at the sudden commotion.

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11?? Going to fail~

Gnogglebolt:He shakes his head with a smile. This will be fun to watch....

Aelian:"The blessing... Mm, yes, that. Thank you again." :3

Thomas Lazarus:"..Hmm.. that does remind me.." He rubs his chin briefly.

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26??!

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 13 + 3 = 16?? Going to fail~

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17??!

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13?? Going to fail~

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22??!

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21?? Going to fail~

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks over at barbaus, notcing that he seems to be swaying dangeoursly. Glancing at Luethil, she doesn't seem any different at all.

Dr. Hatari:Ousted at every single turn!

Dr. Hatari:Will Barbarus survive the alcohol poisoning?!

Barbarus:??1d20+1 = 1 + 1 = 2?? Preform, singing, untrained. ;B

Dr. Hatari:Perfect, really.

TMG:Bwahahaha. That is too perfect. xD

VAE:hee

Edaric:??1d20+11 = 20 + 11 = 31?? to cover up that awful caterwauling. =3=

VAE:also, were those will saves there?

VAE:BWAHAHAH

VAE:that did cover it up

Liatai:XD!!

TMG:danman; no, fort saves

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21?? Going to fail~ :O

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+7 = 16 + 7 = 23??!

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22?? !

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+7 = 1 + 7 = 8??!

Barbarus:Lolnope.


 * Thomas Lazarus raises from his seat with an amused look. It's good to see things are getting a bit more relaxed around here. He slides his hands into his sleeves and winds around the crowd to Zylaro's side.

TMG:doop?

Luethil Aellonor::OLuethil Aellonor:"What wash... what wash THAT one? Sh'niche... got a punch..." =3=

Gnogglebolt:The gnome is laughing quite loudly at the absurd show, though he does have the presence of mind to notice Thomas milling about.

Barbarus:"Elvrish sluff."

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15?? !

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+5 = 19 + 5 = 24??!

Gnogglebolt:When he sees Thmas is headed for Zylaro, Gnogglebolt suddenly gets serious and moves to meet up with him.


 * Thomas Lazarus finds a break in the cheers and music to stage-whisper to the half-elf. "How're you two doing today? Is Jo eating her share?"

Miron:Miron, up to the time mostly mindlessly chewing, notices the drinking contest going on, and begins to watch.

Barbarus:??1d20+1 = 8 + 1 = 9?? Care to guess how badly -this- will turn out? =3=

Barbarus:Ooh not awful singing this time.

Barbarus:Just painful. =3=

Tathi:Tathi keeps pestering and toying with Aelian. A lot warmer than her usual, aloof self.

Barbarus:Just painful. =3=

Barbarus:Gah.

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23?? !

Dr. Hatari:Suddenly! Lounge singer!

Barbarus: (( That's a fort save. =3=;; ))


 * Zylaro Elmyer and Jolenta are sitting at a table with some of the children and parents of the village. The half-elf nods to the priest as he approaches. "She's coping. It's been a little noisy for her sometimes, but we can always retreat to the inn or the stables to give her some quiet."

Luethil Aellonor:Did you.. did you just beat a barbarian in a drinking contest? ??1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26??

Dr. Hatari:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g_ig1gkgoQc&feature=BFa&list=PL62922AE8DE64CB35&index=5

Barbarus:Lolnope.

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+7 = 7 + 7 = 14??!

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Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 14 + 3 = 17?? !


 * Thomas Lazarus nods thoughtfully.

Barbarus: (( The tables! They are turning! ))

Luethil Aellonor:CRASH!

Gnogglebolt:"This is good to hear, yes." Gnogglebolt says, the short person suddenly at Thomas' side.

Luethil Aellonor:That's the sound of an elven barbarian knocking one back and leaning back a bit too far, tumbling off the bench.

Thomas Lazarus:"I imagine the past few days have been rather a huge change. For the better, perhaps, but a change all the same."

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Barbarus:"Ah whinz!"

Barbarus:"Ah whinz! Ah... ah cannae tell whith way is up.."

Barbarus:CRASH


 * Thomas Lazarus nods to Gnogglebolt - who he just now noticed. Jeeze, it's hard to notice Gnomes from up here. =3=;

Luethil Aellonor:"Beginner'sh luck!" the elf announces, raising a hand.

Barbarus:"Thor lother. =3="

Miron:Miron looks at the two drunks and frowns. "amateurs"


 * Jalzar seems content to watch the whole event from a more distant table, smoking his pipe contentedly.

Luethil Aellonor:"Arrrrrrrrr." The elf pushes the puma's shoulder. |3

Gnogglebolt:"Tomorrow, the messenger from Reyan (is that right?) will return, and we'll know what the status is with the rest of her family...but one way or another, I do stand with Thomas. We'll make sure she gets a good, safe home." Gnogglebolt says, with conviction in his words.

Barbarus:Tail baff to the face. :O


 * Thomas Lazarus offers a nervous smile.

Gnogglebolt:"If there is no one left of her own family, we'll make sure you have what you need to take care of her."

Luethil Aellonor:Punch. |3 ??1d3+2 = 2 + 2 = 4??

Luethil Aellonor:"Getscher fluffy bitsh outta my fasche." =3=

Barbarus:Dumpling. :O ??1d100 = 97?? points of delicious damage.

Luethil Aellonor:Oh no! Smote by deliciousness! =3=

Thomas Lazarus:"In any case -- I don't want to pester you overmuch today. I just wanted to interject before it slipped my mind; would you mind convincing Jo to see me later so I can do a brief check-up? Everyone, of course, looked healthy.. but after all that.. well. You understand." He glances away briefly and back.

Thomas Lazarus:"I promise not to be too scary." He huffs slightly and smiles.


 * Zylaro Elmyer also glances away for a moment, but nods and gives a weak grin at the joke. "I'll do my best."

Thomas Lazarus:"Thanks. Enjoy yourselves." He turns off.

Zylaro Elmyer:"You're welcome, Father. Same to you."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt aso nods, and returns to his seat to finish his meal.

Barbarus:"Oi."

Barbarus:"Parsley!"


 * Thomas Lazarus wanders off to address Luethil's death by delicious damage and alcohol poisoning. =3=

Barbarus: (( Slurring of Padre. =3= ))

Luethil Aellonor:"Parshley?"

Barbarus:"Felish word for Faja."

Luethil Aellonor:"Parshley's not a faja, ish a plant, doofush." |3

Thomas Lazarus:"You two..." |O

Barbarus:"Shaddup and chew."

Luethil Aellonor:"You firsht."

Barbarus:Nom dumpling. ??1d100 = 59??

Barbarus:"It'...so burtiful. T3T"

Luethil Aellonor:"Mmmm. Ish yummy." T3T


 * Edaric takes a break from playing the lute for the festivities to saunter up to Aelian and Tathi, sliding them both a mug of light ale.

Barbarus:"Anthyvay."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt snorts to Edaric as he passes.

Barbarus:"Parsley, be a pull and drig me over to the wagin, wuldja? |0"

Gnogglebolt:"Really, edaric. Trying to send them off again, are you?" He says with a smirk.

Tathi:Tathi, despite her normal aversion to said spirits, gladly takes a.. little more than a sip. Drunk DC? :>


 * Edaric laughs loudly and readily!

Liatai:DC... I think it's 11 for a light ale.

Liatai:Let me check.

Faerie:Drunken antics now?

Liatai:Nope, weak ale is DC 10, my mistake! x3

Tathi:Woo hoo natural 1 ??1d20+5 = 3 + 5 = 8??!

Aelian:??1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21?? Fort save as well as he raises the glass in a toast before drinking...

Dr. Hatari:Tathi the lightweight strikes again!

Edaric:"You two enjoy yourselves!" the bard sings over his shoulder before going back for seconds at the feast table.

Tathi:Oh she's enjoying herself allright.. almost a little too much..

GM:The festival winds to a close only when everyone is in too much of a food coma or too tired from dancing to stand.

Barbarus:??1d20+1 = 13 + 1 = 14?? =3=

Barbarus:Wow. The drunker he gets, the better he sings.


 * Thomas Lazarus just lingers to make sure they don't kill themselves. ^^;

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11?? Fort save, then.

Luethil Aellonor:"Why you call 'im Parshely? Looksh more like a dandy-lion to me. Wish'the white fluffy topsh~"

Barbarus:"I sell you, it's the felish wurf for Faja. Pweses is called faja, so they twinslate to parsley."

Dr. Hatari:You know, it dawns on me that we're likely to his the Drowparty this session.

Barbarus:??1d20+1 = 15 + 1 = 16??

Dr. Hatari:Are we going to spend the whole day RPing drunken shenanigans? :B

TMG:x3TMG:It's possible, I suppose xD

Dr. Hatari:=3=;

Luethil Aellonor:"Thash' shilly. Why you call your faja after a shissy little plant like parshley?"

Dr. Hatari:Wait no.

Thomas Lazarus:=3=;

TMG:'course, Gnogglebolt and Thomas ain't getting drunk...

Dr. Hatari:That's what I meant. :B

Dr. Hatari:Hahaha, we'll see about that.

Meany:All in favor of time skip? =3=

TMG:so...that makes them the designated drivers?

TMG:The chaperones? :B

Luethil Aellonor:"Should be a tough plant! A big shtrong plant like... like... Iiiiiiii dunno. Oaksh." =3=

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9?? |O Will save to say it right.

Barbarus:Lolnope.

Tathi:Woo hoo natural 1 ??1d20+5 = 3 + 5 = 8??!

Tathi:... and she's even more drunk now.

Liatai:Oh gods Tathi's getting hammered. XD

Dr. Hatari:Critical sloshed!

Tathi:IS SHE NOW? Let's find out!

Tathi:Woo hoo natural 1 ??1d20+5 = 3 + 5 = 8??!

Aelian:??1d20+1 = 16 + 1 = 17??

Tathi:what... the.. hell.. three 8s in a row.

Aelian:??1d20-1 = 20 - 1 = 19??

Dr. Hatari:That's your third three. How uncanny.

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 14 + 3 = 17?? Fort. |o

Aelian:... and Aelian is staying uncannily sober. XD

Barbarus:??1d20+1 = 18 + 1 = 19??

Gnogglebolt:If a any point the non-drunk Aelian pulls the drunk Tathi back into the inn, he sends a loud whistle their way. ;)

Barbarus:Suddenly.

Tathi:Good. This elf girl is gonna need a ride home.

Barbarus:Operah singer.

Edaric:You might get a harmonizing whistle, Gnogglebolt!

Tathi:Oh really? In that case, Tathi flashes them.

Edaric:Bards. Sheesh. Gotta harmonize everything. :B

Barbarus:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DyDdMA0hfXg


 * Thomas Lazarus facepalms. Good grief.


 * Aelian turns bright red, but Edaric just laughs!

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt raises an eyebrow -quite- high as Tathi becomes increasingly inebrated, and, ahem. shows off. He just shakes his head and laughs.

GM:And so, the morning dawns... for some more painfully than others.

Tathi:OH GOD WHY.

Dr. Hatari:*Snrk*

Kor:Karma is such sweet, poetic vengence...

Barbarus:I will feast on your soul, sun.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt had a much more restful sleep that night, and wakes in high spirits and a still-full belly.


 * Thomas Lazarus sits Japanese-style with a cup of hot tea in hand to greet the rising sun. Such contrast. |3

Miron:Miron gets up as well, flipping through his Book of Everything (TM) first thing in the morning. Ah well, at least they are out of the reach of Blackskulls.... but he'd rather be back with the Mace

Ezer:Aww, but -I- liked it when she made me chase you. Why karma?


 * Aelian wanders back into the room and puts down a glass of water for Tathi. Quietly. >.> ??1d20+7 = 7 + 7 = 14?? Move Silently...

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 12 + 4 = 16??

Barbarus:Profession cook. Oh, thank god for coffee. =3=


 * Thomas Lazarus spends his usual hour in prayer before stretching wearily.

Thomas Lazarus:*Siiip* =3=

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt, meanwhile, munches some leftover food that was left in Barbarus' cart, and double-checks that all his belongings are in order. He also tries to set out the alchemy lab in the cart for later.

Barbarus:"We're leaving today, right?"


 * Thomas Lazarus would rouse the others to get an early start on packing and whatnot, but would expect claws and fire.

Barbarus:"I have to get some stuff for the food I'm making for that other party. =3=;;

Barbarus:"Gnogglebolt:"Should be. We're waiting for the messenger from Reyan to return."

Thomas Lazarus:"Ah. Quite an auspicious week, isn't it?"

Gnogglebolt:"They'll be back sometime today."

Rachel Fox:Hopefully once the party is feeling less hung-over, a horse and rider gallop into town, carrying a rather large satchel full of papers. They only slow down at the very last minute -- now you may understand why the mayor said it would take Rachel Fox less time than any other messenger to fetch the news.

Thomas Lazarus:"Oh! That must be the very same."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks up as a hore rider comes galloping into town. "Ah, I do believe that is her now."


 * Rachel Fox hops off the horse straightaway and leads it over to a trough of water, then stretches. "Aaahhhh! I missed that." =3=

Barbarus:Le make ready. =3=

Gnogglebolt:"You are the messenger, miss?" Gnogglebolt says as she disembarks.

Rachel Fox:"I am. Rachel Fox. And you're one of those adventurers who helped save the town, right?"

Gnogglebolt:"I suppose I am. Specifically, a collegue and myself had a message go with you to Reyan, concerning the family of a particular child..."

Barbarus:"please be a bit more quiet"


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks a bit.

Thomas Lazarus:"Funny. You had no complaints yesterday."


 * Rachel Fox frowns. "It's not good news, I'm afraid. You want to go somewhere else to sit down?"

Thomas Lazarus:"I was even entertaining the idea of dumping a water spell on the lot of you.. but the festival only comes once a year, afterall."

Gnogglebolt:ASlowly, Gnogglebolt closes his eyes and sighs, dipping his head. "Yes, soon. Let me collect my collegue and the other pertinant individual..."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt heads over to thomas. "She has the response to the message. Unfortunately, she says it isn't good news..."

Gnogglebolt:"SHall we get Zylaro, too?"

Thomas Lazarus:Tom sighs and rises. He doesn't seem phased at all. "Certainly."

Barbarus:??1d20+10 = 17 + 10 = 27?? Craft.

Barbarus:|oDr. Hatari:What more can you do? Put spinners on it?

Barbarus:Child sized fur coat is le done?

Dr. Hatari:|oLiatai:It is. It's fairly simple, but it's done by midday.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt then goes over to where Zylaro is. "Hello, sir. Ah...could you send Jolenta to play with the other children, and sit with me over here bu the building?" He asks. His expression is serious.


 * Barbarus goes to find Thomas. |o


 * Zylaro Elmyer frowns, but nods. Jolenta is handed off to Agatha and the other kids.

Barbarus:"Thomas."

Barbarus:"Got any holy water on you? :o"


 * Thomas Lazarus is easily found before the inn. "Yes? Feeling better?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt goes over to stand by a building, with Jolenta in view, and beckos Zylaro, Thomas, and Rachel over.

Thomas Lazarus:"I'm afraid I don't. Ahm.. why do you ask? Is anything the matter?"


 * Barbarus holds up coat.


 * Zylaro Elmyer looks somewhat awkward next to the small gnome, but sits down next to the inn to wait.

Barbarus:"Made this from those wolves for the girl."

Barbarus:"But want to get the fiendish stuff off before I give it to her."


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Barbarus a flat, incredulous look. "You made her a coat. From them."

Thomas Lazarus:"..That doesn't seem.. innapropriate to you?"

Barbarus:"It's getting close to winter time. :o She'll need a coat."

Barbarus:Headtilt.

Barbarus:"Why would it be inappropriate?"


 * Thomas Lazarus facepalms and leans in to whisper.

TMG:Almost more tactlkess than Miron/Trofim xD

TMG:*tactless

TMG:what's Barb's wis score again?

Barbarus:14Barbarus: (( His player's however, is 8. :B ))

Thomas Lazarus whispers to Barbarus: "Those were probably the wolves that killed her family. The news of which, we're likely about to recieve. I don't think she would exactly care for that kind of memento, Barbarus. Listen. I know your heart is in the right place. A fur coat is a kind gesture. But just.. not from -those- furs, you know?" He sounds pained, as though he can't believe he has to explain it. But it's Thomas' same old placid diplomatic tone.


 * Thomas Lazarus whispers some bits to the Catfolk.

TMG:(brb)

Barbarus whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "See, that comes down to a difference in culture."

Barbarus:Le respond.

VAE:heh, trofim is a more appropriate comparison

Thomas Lazarus whispers to Barbarus: "Well.. yeah. And in hers, it would kind of be a terrifying gesture." He winces.

Barbarus whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "My parents were turned into throw rugs, and when the gnoll who did it was turned into a coat, my grandma enjoyed it lots."


 * Liatai pries. =3= Are you two whispering without letting me in on it?


 * Thomas Lazarus flinches. =3=;

Dr. Hatari:Whoopsie.


 * Dr. Hatari pastes.

Meany:Sending my responses too? :o


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his neck and frowns. -_-;

VAE:oh, since there's nothing for him to do, can Trofim attempt to copy down Bless Water from the scroll?

Liatai:Thank you!

Dr. Hatari:Quite.

VAE:*facepaw*

VAE:Miron

Liatai:Yes. x3

TMG:yup, PC whispered convos be repeated to the DM :o

Thomas Lazarus:"I'll get back to you I suppose. Ms. Fox and the others are waiting."

Barbarus:"Alright."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks up as Thomas approaches. "Ah, here he comes now."

Miron:As said, Miron gets to working with the druids' scroll they have encountered. That should be a DC 16, isn't it... ??1d20+11 = 12 + 11 = 23?? as he attempts to transfer the text into his book.

Thomas Lazarus:"Pardon me. Just.. ah.. trying to straighten some things out." He looks to the messenger.

Liatai:Success!

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway..." he turns to Rachel. "We do know that Jolenta Kelby's parents vanished at the same time she did. In our message, we asked if there were any other surviving relatives of the Kelbys, or if there are any estates still belonging to their name."

Miron:Once again ,the text disappears, and Miron's book grows a wee bit thicker.

Gnogglebolt:"Since you say the news is not good..." Gnogglebolt braces himself.


 * Rachel Fox hands over a letter, and a box. "Kisa and Frances were the only ones who lived in Reyen. They moved in from somewhere else... where, the mayor didn't know. The family records were burned when their farm was razed. They... managed to salvage some things from the fire. Some gold, a necklace..."


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns.

Rachel Fox:"The letter's from the town clerk of Reyen. It has all the information he had on the Kelbys... they were a pretty secretive family. I'm sorry."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt lets out a soft breath, murmurring something in another language.


 * Thomas Lazarus examines the letter and box mutely.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks up as Thomas examines the mementos. "I suppose...such as it is...that is all of Jolenta's inheiritance."

Thomas Lazarus:"Perhaps." He comments quietly while reading.

Liatai:The box contains 126 gold pieces, the necklace, a few scraps of paper, a small wooden top, and a healthy coat of ash.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt also reads the letter with Thomas

Liatai:The letter is sadly sparse with details. It just has information about when the family moved to Reyen, how long they lived there, whether they paid their taxes on time...

Faerie:And did they?

Faerie::PDr. Hatari:For what it's worth, how long *did* they live there? More relevantly, was Jolenta born before or after?

Liatai:There was one year where they were a few days late. :P

Dr. Hatari:That's all Tom is trying to discover.

Liatai:Before.


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs quietly and lowers the letter.

Thomas Lazarus:"I suppose this complicates matters." He offers the effects to Zylaro.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt hums at the money in the box. "Well, for farmers, they were quite well off...at least something could be left for her."


 * Zylaro Elmyer accepts the mementos and the letter, looking them over mutely.

Liatai:Does Tathi want to do any spell-studying while we wait, or is she still too hung-over? :B

Thomas Lazarus:"I'm no detective.. and I'm at a bit of a loss as to where to even go from here on the matter. ... Regardless, it tells me the only thing I needed to hear. The family was attacked together. There's no one waiting there for news."


 * Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes. "If she has second relatives somewhere, it would be a life's labor to find out who and where now."


 * Thomas Lazarus is quiet for a while before looking to the half-elven man.

Thomas Lazarus:"I'm sorry we couldn't arrange better news for you."


 * Zylaro Elmyer is looking at the wooden top with a downcast expression.

Thomas Lazarus:"..For what it's worth, I'd welcome you two to travel with us back to Castleton later. We have a Mission there. Can get you two properly looked after before you find your own way again."


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to the top mutely for a moment, before blinking.

Thomas Lazarus:"On.. second thought. Hold on." He turns off and goes looking for Miron.

Liatai:...

Liatai:CLEVER. x3

TMG:huh? o.O


 * Dr. Hatari just smiles.

Thomas Lazarus:Is the hideous Gnome to be found? :B

Liatai:Pinging VAE!

VAE:well, hideous gnome is near the carriage, learning a spell. :3

Ghostwish:Mr. hiiddiiouuusss.

Dr. Hatari:Haha


 * Thomas Lazarus trundles up. "..Pardon my disturbance, brother."


 * Zylaro Elmyer blinks, looking a little confused, but is still holding onto the box. He puts the letter and top back into the container and shuts it.


 * Thomas Lazarus kneels down and crosses his arms over a knee.

Liatai:Is the good lady elf going to attempt some Spellcraft to learn a new spell, or is she still too hung over, Ghost? x3

Miron:*lifts eyes from the prayerbook and nods* No big deal, homas. Something new to take care of, or is it just getting ready to depart?

Miron:*Thomas

Thomas Lazarus:"There is a development I need to beg your help with. Or rather, your brothers and sisters with the Mace. You said that they have the facilities and skills for scrying, no?"

Ghostwish:Well, she sure to hell can try! XD

Miron:Yes, i did. Our Analysts are trained in those arts in order to help uncovering acts of sabotage and blasphemy... but it can be used in other ways, too.

Ghostwish:Let's try for Darkness and Obscure Object!

Thomas Lazarus:"I did not pay it much mind before, since we had no connection to the party in question.. ... ..but.. that has changed. I don't expect to discover anything but a gruesome unmarked grave somewhere. But if there's any chance at all that I'm wrong, could you have your people scry using a focus we've obtained?"

Tathi:??1d20+13 = 2 + 13 = 15?? spellcraft, evocation! for darkness! ??1d20+11 = 9 + 11 = 20?? spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation! for obscure object!

Miron:I... believe so. I am not too much of an expert in these matters, but similar things have been done as far as my memory goes.

Thomas Lazarus:"That's the best news I could pray to hear. Thank you, brother. Truly." He rises.

Liatai:No luck for Darkness, but Obscure Object is yours!


 * Thomas Lazarus returns to the others, bearing a slightly less apathetic expression than earlier.

Tathi:Yay!

Miron:We'll do best to ask the Commander where to find the nearest such trained member. I know there were some back home north ... the Castleton Leaden Mace cell is still rather young - we lack more specialised personell.

Rachel Fox:"What's up?"

TMG:(You know what we need? a Sniffer :B )

TMG:(if anyone's seen the movie Push )

Tathi:So, despite the fact her head is doing the impression of orcish drums, Tathi manages to get the spells copied down, and then staggers ever so gracefully out of the inn. Aelian was entirely too mirthful for her tastes.

Thomas Lazarus:"Mr. Elmyer? Something has come up. Could you please accompany us back to Castleton, regardless? There's a slim chance a friend of ours may be able to use some magic to learn more about Jo and her parents from that box of effects you have there." He softens his tone further. "It's ... a lot to ask of you. I don't want to haunt you about this until the end of time. But, would you come?"

Thomas Lazarus:"At the very least, we can offer your a roof for the time being."

Ezer:Bah, dogs sniff. I'm a cat.

Ezer:You'd have to get me up to sniff.

Ghostwish:brb!

Zylaro Elmyer:"..." The man looks around. "... It's not as though I have any particular connection to this town more than any other," he says with a wry smirk. "We'll come."

Gnogglebolt:"Hmm...the carraige is going to be awfully cramped...I shall get to work with the carpenters around here to create a second wagon that can be pulled by the first, for us to sit in, so Zylaro and Jolenta can have space in the main carraige." Gnogglebolt says.


 * Thomas Lazarus bows slightly.

Zylaro Elmyer:"My cart may still be here... I haven't had the chance to ask."

Thomas Lazarus:"I'm glad to hear it. We can delay a bit to let you two make ready."

Gnogglebolt:"Ah, that could work, too."

Rachel Fox:"If it's not, I'm sure we can hook you all up with one."

GM:All aboard the CatCart!

Edaric:"Hey! Wait for us!"


 * Thomas Lazarus stops in his tracks and looks over his shoulder.

Gnogglebolt:One way or another, a second cart is secured and attached behind the main carraige. Gnogglebolt moves his alchemy lab and other belongings to it.

Thomas Lazarus:"..Oh, my.. I had very nearly forgotten. You two aren't from here either, are you?

Thomas Lazarus:"Miron:Well, Miron already is on the cat cart... he just stays on.

Edaric:"Not in the slightest. If you're heading to Castleton, too, it's better to go as a group than seperately, eh?"


 * Dr. Hatari places Tom on the cart for later convenience.

Aelian:"... How are your heads?" the half-elf asks quietly. >.>

Elros:Elros climbs awkwardly into the back of the somewhat full cart, and pulls Exer with him.

TMG:(DM, add a cart object behind barbaru's carraige? >.> )

Thomas Lazarus:"Brothers in arms are always welcome. Just.. eheh." He glances to Barbarus. "Space has been at a premium."

Liatai:Shouldn't be needed. Imaaaagination. x3

Edaric:"Not to worry! We'll take horses."

TMG:okay, fine. x3

Luethil Aellonor:"Don't forget me, either, cat!" The elf lurches around the corner of a building. "Owwwrrr."

Thomas Lazarus:"Do I need to detox anyone? >.>"

Jalzar:"I suppose this is farewell, then. My tribe's lands lie to the east."

Ghostwish:back!


 * Thomas Lazarus jumps down. "Well then."

Barbarus: (( The meanster appears. ))

Barbarus:"Luethil!"

Barbarus:"You climbing aboard, or do you have the spot marked on a map? :O"


 * Thomas Lazarus takes one of Jalzar's claws and shakes it earnestly with both hands. "Thank you for standing with us, Jalzar. You didn't need to keep fighting after we found you. It hasn't gone unnapreciated."

Luethil Aellonor:"You never gave me a map, cat!"

Thomas Lazarus:"I wish you well."

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 8 + 4 = 12?? Sleight of hand.

Barbarus:Failed. :3

Dr. Hatari:That's an opposed check. You're not allowed to just sneer at your value and say it was bad. :B

Dr. Hatari:Remember. River of dooom.

Barbarus: (( What opposed check? ))

Barbarus: (( I see no such check. ))

Jalzar:The lizardfolk returns the handshake, already looking more dignified now that he's changed out of those bloodstained rags from the forest. "The sentiment is returned tenfold, Thomas. May your teeth stay sharp, and tail stay long."

Dr. Hatari:Huh. I figured they opposed it with spot in cases like this. |O

Luethil Aellonor:??1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7??

Luethil Aellonor:-3-


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks awkwardly.

Thomas Lazarus:"I..indeed."

Barbarus:Suddenly.

Barbarus:Map.

Barbarus:"Head's up. :U"

Jalzar:"Should you and yours ever find yourself in Sunscale territory, I will make sure that you aren't eaten," the lizard says with a joking grin... or maybe it's not joking, that's quite a lot of sharp teeth. |3


 * Dr. Hatari pictures Thomas as a lizardfolk. Hey, I totally had a FF RPG character who was like that once. =3=

Luethil Aellonor:Ker-catch!

Luethil Aellonor:"See you in a week or so?"

Dr. Hatari:Borp. Jumping afk a few shakes. Thomas reboards the cart when everything is said and done and ready to hoof it.

Barbarus:"Aye. :O"

Barbarus:"I smell one gnome short."

Barbarus:"Also."

Barbarus:"You two hopping aboard, Edaric, Aelian?"


 * Edaric smiles and pats the horse he's sitting on, which the DM was too lazy to pull out a token of. "We're good to go, thanks!"

Techubi has connected.

TMG:so, on the way back to castleton?

TMG:In the second card, Gnogglebolt sets up his alchemy kit and continues work.

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 4 + 3 = 7??

Faerie:Barbarus: "I smell him too. He needs to shower."

TMG:*cart

Faerie::3

Gnogglebolt:Craft (alchemy) check, taking 10: ??10+16 = 10 + 16 = 26??

Gnogglebolt:??26*15 = 26 * 15 = 390??

Gnogglebolt:progress for the day.

Gnogglebolt:??2165-390 = 2165 - 390 = 1775??

Techubi:Hey.

GM:The trip back to Castleton is peaceful, and the cart arrives in the big city just a little after nightfall!

Liatai:Hiyo!

Ghostwish:Ooo, can tathi take another spellcraft? :>

TMG:Of course. Assuming we aren't interrupted on the way ba--ah, cool. :>

Liatai:You already had two today. :P

Ghostwish:Aw. :Techubi:Audience Token?

Liatai:Give me two shakes.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt continues his alchemical work, distilling a strange grainy black powder if anyone watches.

Elros:Elros is somewhat curious what Gnogglebolt is up to.

Elros:"Just don't make the wagon explode. Not while we're in it, at least."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks up. "Don't worry, it can only explode if exposed to fire or a spark."

Gnogglebolt:He stops, then gives a flat glance to Tathi.

Jolenta Kelby:The little girl clings to Zylaro all the tighter nonetheless. Explosions?! O.O

Dr. Hatari:This is kind of why I decided we can't possibly adopt her. :B

Tathi:"Don't tempt me. And quit scaring the girl."

Barbarus:"Stop moving so much back there!"

Barbarus:"The cart's overloaded enough as it is!"

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, it's perfectly safe as long as no one does anything stupid. It's quite inert." Gnogglebolt just resumes his work.

Edaric:"So... given any thought to what we're going to do when we get back to Castleton?" Edaric says to Aelian as the miles roll by.

Aelian:"The same as we've always done, I guess."

Barbarus:"Try to take over the world?"

Liatai:Try to take over the world -- *BRICK'D*

Liatai:XD!


 * Thomas Lazarus tries to resist the dumb pun. ??1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17??


 * Thomas Lazarus bites his lower lip and doesn't remark. :B

Barbarus:"Our group could always use more members."

Barbarus:"Especially since we're going to be getting a premesis soon. :D"

Thomas Lazarus:"Heh. Auxillary guardians?"

Aelian:"A what now?"

Gnogglebolt:"Premisis?" Gnogglebolt asks, glancing over to barbarus.

Barbarus:"Guild house."


 * Cthulhu returns.

Thomas Lazarus:"Neat." He muses at that.

Gnogglebolt:"What's this about a premisis, barbarus?"

Cthulhu:Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. Praise the dark Cthulhu, long may he reign.

Miron:Guild house?


 * Barbarus kicks the sack of gold near his seat.

VAE:Ia Ia Nyarlathotep! Ia Dagon!

Barbarus:"With this, I could purchase a small one for us."

Thomas Lazarus:"..Speaking of spending our swag.. does anyone know a good artificer in the city? Or just a hedge-wizard and shop, I suppose? I'd like to get a thing or two commissioned."

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10?? Knowledge local.


 * Edaric laughs and strokes his chin. "Now that's a thought, being part of a larger group. Would be nice to have some backup in case another cockatrice thing happens again."


 * Aelian double-takes.

Aelian:"You stopped calling it a chicken."

Edaric:"Why would I call it a chicken? It's a cockatrice." =3=

Aelian:"But you --" Aelian groans. "Never mind."

Dr. Hatari:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BDttg1GlD2A ~

Dr. Hatari:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BDttg1GlD2A

Elros:Elros ponders Thomas's statement. "Come to think of it, I could stand to have a new sword, as well."

Dr. Hatari:Darn sticky links. x3

Liatai:Barbarus - That's enough to find one. :3

Barbarus:"I know one. :o"

Gnogglebolt:"Which reminds me, searching for this David Morian is on our to-do list, eventually."

Miron:Fine.. you go wherever.. In the meantime i'll go report to the Mace.

Barbarus:"Don't forget!"

Miron:And finally look at the new set of books

Barbarus:"The party's soon! :D"


 * Thomas Lazarus nods at Gnogglebolt's remark. "I suppose that's true. But who knows where he is."

Gnogglebolt:"And Barbarus, I'm planning to get some workshop space with my money once we're in Castleton."

Gnogglebolt:"if I rent a larger one, we could all use it."

Barbarus:"We could pool our resources! :D"

Thomas Lazarus:"My hope has honestly been that the villagers of Redtree hook him by the collar and drag him in to buy up that panacaea the next time he stops by them. But if we somehow meet him first, you're certainly right."

Liatai:...

Liatai:You guys left the statues in Redtree? =3=

Barbarus:Woman.

TMG:...Um? :B

Barbarus:Do you see more room on this cart?

Barbarus:>:B

Dr. Hatari:I assume we did. :o

Liatai:Good point. XP

Dr. Hatari:They were atleast partly Redtree citizens, no?

TMG:we'd have to attach -two- extra carts to the carraige to transport them...

Dr. Hatari:It would just be weird of us to take them if so. ^^;

TMG:and be very very careful as to not break something off. :B

TMG:^ and all that, yeah

Liatai:All right, all right. Fair enough. x3

Dr. Hatari:Like that Collegehumor adventurer.

Dr. Hatari:"IT WAS IN AN ADVENTURE. YOU ARE NOW MINE."


 * Dr. Hatari loots grandmother.

Dr. Hatari:*ahem* :B

Thomas Lazarus:"Is that so?" To Barbarus.

Barbarus:"Yep."

Thomas Lazarus:"You'll have to point me out to them."

Barbarus:"Some half-elf....Ebonwood."

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19?? !

Barbarus:Suddenly.

Thomas Lazarus:"Oh, interesting." |B

Barbarus:The mules are whipped into a full gallop.

Barbarus:"To the arcane district! Full steam ahead!" >:O


 * Thomas Lazarus clings. D:Edaric:"We can at least give you the address of the place where we're staying if you want a hand with that guild thing -- !!"


 * Edaric and Aelian spur their horses to keep up.

Gnogglebolt:"YIKE!" Gnogglebolt secures the alchemical equipment and gunpowder as the cart suddenly jerks forward!

Gnogglebolt:"Warn me next time!"


 * Jolenta Kelby clings! O.O;;;;

Tathi:Tathi laughs happily as the cart takes off.

Elros:Elros was, luckily, seated and leaning against the back wall.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt notices Jlenta up in the front carriage. "Oh, no no no, it wouldn't have exploded, it would have just gotten lost ^^; "

Barbarus:"Uhoh, incoming!"

Gnogglebolt:"Powder, you know? easily blown away."

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15?? "Hard to starboard!"

Liatai:Okay.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gorans and hunkers down with the kit. Well, might as well start packing it all away.

TMG:*groans

Liatai:Will any roleplaying be taking place at the Ebonwood, or shall we jump into fast-forward mode for the week until the drowparty? x3

Barbarus:Just a minute. :o

Barbarus:Rolling craft checks.

TMG:Gnogglebolt's first agenda item is checking up on the goblins.

Thomas Lazarus:Since Tom has no idea who Zaraith is while disguised, it's probably just unremarkable business dealings.

Barbarus:??1d20+10 = 18 + 10 = 28?? Craft leatherworking.

TMG:And he will be rolling crat checks throught the rest of the week, too.

TMG:*craft

Barbarus: (( DC of a fur cloak? ))

Thomas Lazarus:Or.. Zairith? See, he doesn't know the guy. :B

Liatai:10.

TMG:And Gnogglebolt' also going to visit Elwick and Kaerka...

Faerie:Elros might visit an armorer. Else, fast forwarding is fine.

Barbarus:??28*10 = 28 * 10 = 280??

VAE:said Miron is gonna go to the mace

Barbarus:??600-280 = 600 - 280 = 320??

Liatai:Hehehe. x3 And Zairith in disguise acts different than Zairith out of disguise... Oh!

TMG:Oh!

VAE:for heck's sake he needs to learn level 3 spells even

Barbarus:??1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29?? Craft.

TMG:Gnogglebolt would go with Thomas and Miron to the mace.

Barbarus:??29*10 = 29 * 10 = 290??

Liatai:Miron! To the Mace!

Barbarus:??320-290 = 320 - 290 = 30??

Dr. Hatari:I'll just add the items and make the changes for reference then.

Barbarus:??1d20+10 = 17 + 10 = 27?? Craft.

TMG:pasting token to leaden mace society...

Barbarus:??27*10 = 27 * 10 = 270??

Barbarus:??30-270 = 30 - 270 = -240??

Barbarus:Woo. :D

Liatai:Laggggg.

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 17 + 4 = 21?? Profession cook to get that food ready.


 * Thomas Lazarus aquires tailored +1 gloves of dexterity and a +2 amulet of health. +Tanking! *Zelda sound effect*

Liatai:Can everyone see?

Tathi:Time to check the purse strings. :>

TMG:I can see the mace.

TMG:anyway

TMG:would Jolenta and Zylaro be accompanying to the mace, since they have the mementos?

VAE:yeah

VAE:loaded

TMG:Oh, dang, btw...

TMG:I thought there was going to be a scene of Jolenta's reaction as the items were given to her...

TMG:ah well

Liatai:Do you really want this to be sadder than it already is? :B

VAE:so ? :3

Faerie:...where'd we all go? >.>

Cthulhu is disconnected.

Dr. Hatari:We might assume Zy holds onto them for the time being.

Liatai:Everyone's tokens are still on the Bronze Boot map if you want them.

Dr. Hatari:It would be irresponsible to just dump that on her already.

Previewer is disconnected.

Previewer is disconnected.

TMG:Mkay. Fair enough.

Tathi:uh, and I have no vision in the leaden mace

Liatai:VAE, you here?


 * Dr. Hatari updates Tom token.

Dr. Hatari:Ahahah take that gnomes. >:d

VAE:i am

Meany:All my stuff is taken care of.

Liatai:Vision now?

VAE:i had vision all the time

Meany:Just tell me when I should post my tokens to the cave. :3

Liatai:Take it away, Mace folks! Enter at will.


 * Zylaro Elmyer and Jolenta look a little cowed by being in the big city.


 * Thomas Lazarus sweeps open the door in one arm and waves with the other.

Miron:Miron, leading the bunch, knocks energically on the doors of the hostel.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt walks in with Thomas and Miron, mostly there to observe.

Dr. Hatari:Or that. |B

Miron:He is subsequently pushed off by Thomas, who opens the door and rushes in.

Richter Malino:"Hello? -- Brother --" The archivist blinks a few times. "... Brother Miron, is that you?"

Miron:0_o

Previewer has connected.

Dr. Hatari:Apparently we all just bump into each other. That's what happens when you remote control people with text I guess. :B

Miron:Yes, it is me! Got my book and my badge..*holds up both* it's just the beard and hair that's kinda gone *laughs*


 * Flint Carthan laughs, his boots up on the table. He tips his hat to Thomas and Gnogglebolt. "Evening, Guardians."


 * Thomas Lazarus bows slightly in greeting.

Flint Carthan:And to Elros, who apparently ninja'd in. :B

Miron:Evening, Flint!

Dr. Hatari:I'll be honest.

Dr. Hatari:I saw that token of Elros sitting inside and my first thought

Dr. Hatari:was, "Oh my gosh is that some evil look-alike that works in the--*mouse-over* okay no, I'm ridiculous. >:o"

Anise Berilan:"Hey, where've you been? You missed the rookie's birthday!"

Miron:Birthday? How did it go? Did you slam out anyone's teeth this time?

Miron:*grins at Anise*

Anise Berilan:"Nahhhh, just the downstairs doors again!"

Robin Malino:"Oh! And you need to meet the newest inquisitor!" Robin laughs brightly.

Miron:pfff.. Oh, did ya hire anyone while we were dealing with those hags ?

Miron:Tell ya.. one bloody druid is worse than a bloody necromantic cabal/


 * Anise Berilan chuckles. "You could say that. Hey, Flint, call him in."

Elros:Elros should perhaps look into changing his class from ranger to ninja, at this rate.


 * Flint Carthan pats his leg, and you can hear a jingle from under the table...

Faerie:...actually, is there a Ninja class? xP

Dr. Hatari:There actually is.

Miron:Miron freezes.. .but is somewhat less startled than usually.

Dr. Hatari:And it's really fun. :B

Smoke:A large, scruffy mutt of a dog stands up, shakes himself, then approaches the party, tail wagging, mouth hanging open in a grin.

Miron:Gotta.. gotta be ccareful around this one....

Ghostwish:hrm..

Flint Carthan:"Be nice, Smoke," Flint says with a wide grin as the dog trots up.

Miron:*carefulyl tiptoes away*

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt grins at seeing the dog.

Ghostwish:What's the pass to the public account again? Akellon, splatbook right?

Smoke:*sniffsniffsniffsniff*

TMG:yup

Liatai:AkellonSwap, splatbook.

Dr. Hatari:Indeed.

Miron:Following me... just like those b..bloody wolves!

Smoke:*sniffsniffsniffwagwag :D*

Thomas Lazarus:"Heheheh. ^^;"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt chortles.


 * Thomas Lazarus tries to suppress his amusement for a moment. "Ah, brother.."

Elros:Elros reaches down, to let Smoke sniff his hand.


 * Flint Carthan whistles. "Smoke! C'mere, boy. Give Brother Miron some breathing room."

Miron:g..good dog! Stay! Untrained Handle Animal ??1d20 = 4??


 * Smoke sniffs politely before trotting back to Flint. :D

VAE:argh... could have been fun ..

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway...as amusing as all this is, we are here for a reason..."

Thomas Lazarus:"I'm glad to see everyone is in sound health. But I fear our friends, here, may be feeling a little lost. "

Thomas Lazarus:"About that divination.." :3

Miron:Amusing *frowns* I only hope he'll be doing this to suspects and not to me.

Ghostwish:Gyah, where's the newest log!?

Zylaro Elmyer:"Er... Father, what is this place?"


 * Flint Carthan laughs!

TMG:ghost; um.

TMG:It's on the wiki o.O

Miron:Real funny, Flint! A killer dog... i might just as well drag a pet skeleton in.

TMG:session 34

Ghostwish:>* Flint Carthan scruffs the dog's headfur with a gloved hand.

Ghostwish:Link. XD


 * Thomas Lazarus glances aside. "How could I forget to mention? This is the Leaden Mace hostel. It was the spirit of this organization that got us out into the world, doing what we've done."

Thomas Lazarus:"This is the organization I had mentioned that might be able to help us trace those objects."

TMG:http://akellon.wikia.com/wiki/Session_34

Ghostwish:Thank ya!

Miron:Anyways, is the commander present? I need to speak to him.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to the inquisitors. "Or such is my hope."

Flint Carthan:"Ahh, Smoke only kills heretics and undead, ain't that right, boy?" Scruff scruff. |3

Anise Berilan:"In his usual place."

Miron:I hope so..

Miron:Miron walks to the stairs avoiding Smokey in a LAARGE circle.

Ghostwish:That's.. not the latest one.. where's the one where we melted the loot down?

Meany:Not on the wiki.

Meany::>VAE:sucessfully transported

Dr. Hatari:I've got the listing, for what it's worth.

Dr. Hatari:Are you trying to find something?

Meany:Loot that Tathi kept?

Miron:Miron walks to the doors of Commander Ashford's office, and knocks politely.

TMG:Oh. erm, ghost, didn't you save it yoruself

Meany:Ashford?

Ghostwish:Yah, how much did Tathi make? Checking one last time before I update sheet. :>

TMG:I told everyone to hit "save chat log"

Meany:He ain't no fox.

TMG:and--argh!

VAE:Ashmore

Meany::BTMG:I asked about this at the beginning of the session, ghost!


 * VAE facepaws

Ghostwish:... did I reply?

VAE:Meany, you done it

TMG:TMG: Oh! And that does remind me, hatari, ghost, have you fixed up things from the misunderstandings from the lootsplitting session ^^; Faerie: Okay, I just need to distribute those then. Dr. Hatari: Well, everything was recorded fine in the first place. >.> TMG: oh, okay TMG: cuz ghost was saying things like not adding anything to his token or somesuch. :B Dr. Hatari: I was just referring to something incorrectly at the time or something. There was an intent misunderstanding. Dr. Hatari: I forget the particulars. I think it's all square though

VAE:now i HAVE to imagine ashmore as Ashford... mainly because he looks so much more fitting

Dr. Hatari:Let's see. 4766+388.4+490+36 was for me. Tathi would exclude the 388.4, since that was hers, and include whatever Tom's share would be.

Dr. Hatari:Which would be nearly irrelevant GP.

Ghostwish:... yah that is not what I am talking about. XD

TMG:...Um.

TMG:If you're not talking about your current gold count, then what ARE yu talking about?

Ghostwish:Thanks Hatari.

Liatai:Tathi: a wand of Color Spray (27/50 charges, 450 GP), a masterwork shortbow (330 GP), 40 arrows (2gp), bracers of armor +1 (white leather, 1,000 GP), 1 potion of Cure Light Wounds (X GP), twenty vials of ink in various colors (160 GP)

Meany:Also.

Ghostwish:Um, tech, I AM talking about the current gold amount. YOU are talking about the misunderstanding between me you and Hatari.

Meany:She and Barbie switched holding items.

Meany:She has the haversack.

Alberic Ashmore:"Enter!"

TMG:The misunderstanding where YOU said you DIDN'T write it down!

TMG:Like right now!

Meany:He has the boh.

Alberic Ashmore:"..."

Ghostwish:... ON MY SHEET.

Alberic Ashmore:"Brother Miron, what happened to you?"

Miron:Inquisitor Steelsprocket reporting, Commande!

TMG:I told everyone to save the log of that session at the end of it, just in case! did you not do that?

Dr. Hatari:There is no misunderstanding. You two are just sniping. Shut up and it will be resolved.

Meany:Agreed.

Meany:Be silent.

Dr. Hatari:An ironic double solution. ;3

Meany:Or take it to whispers.

Meany::3Ghostwish:Let's not even do that. -.-

Dr. Hatari:Anyways.

Miron:It.. was an incident relating to the Redtree witch... a hellhound summoned by a local diabolist.

Richter Malino:"That worked better than I ever thought, Brother Carthan."

Miron:I have been caught within one of the fireblasts' hottest zone.

Previewer is disconnected.

Previewer has connected.

Meany:YoView.

Flint Carthan:Flint laughs. "Of course, this means you owe me, Recluse Richter."

Flint Carthan:"He's going to try and find revenge against me instead of you now."


 * Thomas Lazarus offers an uncomfortable smirk.

Anise Berilan:"I dunno about that. Just keep that dog around and I think you're safe, Flint." x3

Thomas Lazarus:"Poor Miron."

VAE:wait, this is an office prank? ^_^

Liatai:It is. x3

Liatai:Revenge for MAY THE CUDGEL GRANT YOU INSIGHT, BROTHER RICHTER!

Meany is disconnected.

VAE:Liatai,... .you are commended - you managed to capture the atmosphere within the mace just as i intended.

Robin Malino:"Don't feel too bad. It's a game of give and take."


 * VAE barely sits from laughing fits

Alberic Ashmore:"A diabolist? The last word I'd recieved stated that you were in pursuit of a rogue druid, not a devil-worshipper."

Robin Malino:"Brother Miron's pulled jokes on all of us before -- except Brother Trevor, he's too new."

Dr. Hatari:"THIS CONSTITUTES A HIGHLY BUREACRATIC PUNISHMENT. GUARDS, BRING ME THE FORMS I'LL NEED TO FILL OUT TO HAVE THIS MAN FINED."

Miron:It.. was an unexpected development. After apprehending the druid and securing a temporary base of operations in a part of the cave, we went to explore. We encountered a room covered in blood and assorted viscera leading to another one with cages. When me, Thomas Lazarus and some of the locals approached the cages, the diabolist revealed himself, apparently being startled by an alarm spell.

Meany has connected.

Anise Berilan:"Hah! You remember the time he painted the archive door?"

Miron:He.. there was a hellhound, some lupine fiends and... there were things i haven't encountered until now, resembling flesh oozes.

Flint Carthan:"That was you, Sister Anise."

Anise Berilan:"You've got no proof. :B"

Ghostwish:dsorry got called off again. Silly dinner time planning.

Alberic Ashmore:"I expect a full report later."

Miron:*nods*

Meany:Thomas Lazarus: "Poor Miron."

Miron:Suffices to say the man appeared to be a co-operator of the rogue Freida Briarclaw.

TMG:(like Gerta, did we ever actually -hear- Frieda's first name? >.> )

Ghostwish:Would it be possible for Tathi to find a headband of Intellect +2 in the town? :>

Miron:Regardless, there is a matter quite urgent i seek your advice in.

Liatai:You did. x3 From Restren.

Liatai:And yes!

Ghostwish:Weeeee! :>

Alberic Ashmore:"Ask."

Ghostwish:(there goes most of her earnings. Heck, all of her earnings and then some! XD)

Thomas Lazarus:"Hmmmm." He looks about at the assembled inquisitors a bit self-consciously. "..I wonder. It has struck me during the operation and rest in Redtree." He rubs his chin a bit.

Thomas Lazarus:"It's.. so strange. Did I ask you about training here Anise?" =3=

Dr. Hatari:(:BBB)

Faerie:Better Business Bureau?

Dr. Hatari:Or super dork face.

Dr. Hatari:Either works.


 * Anise Berilan scrunches up her face for a moment and thinks. "I... don't think you did. What's this about training?"

Previewer is disconnected.

Miron:One of the released prisoners was a small child by the name of Jolenta Kelby. None of the other prisoners are aware of her origin. The citizens of the local village recognised her and her family, however, all of them are reported missing.

Previewer has connected.

Thomas Lazarus:"I must be jumbling memories again or something. I'll get back to you on that, then.. I'm not sure this is exactly the right channel.. or time.. to propose such a thing." Shuffle. ^^;

Miron:However, we have managed to locate a number of their possessions

Meany:Hmm.

Meany:Lia, it seems Previewer is stuck on a map.

Meany:I mean he's locked on loading.

Meany:Won't finish up. :B

Liatai:I'm not sure how to fix that. ^^;

Previewer:It just cleared itself.

Miron:As such... it would be prudent to ask whether any of the Society's Analysts in Castleton or surrounding cities could spare some time and aid us in attempting to locate her family, or their remains. There appear to be highly suspicious circumstances with regards to their disappearance, and as such it could aid in uncovering more criminal activity in the region.

Dr. Hatari:Hm. Latency or a -- ah.

Meany::ODr. Hatari:Good.

Meany:Awesome!

Previewer:Thanks.

Dr. Hatari:All the maps preloaded up for me.


 * Alberic Ashmore steeples his fingers.

Miron:*looks at the Commander expectantly*

Dr. Hatari:Probably just stuck on a big texture or somesuch.

TMG:...

Alberic Ashmore:"It's outside of our normal purview... but Cuthbert teaches that there are many forms of justice."

TMG:miron asked about everything -except- scrying? o.O

Dr. Hatari:Ehn, it's implied. x3

TMG:Man, why aren't we with him!

TMG:He's been faaaaaailing at this report! xD

Miron:Indeed.. and preventing an evil deed is as commendable as dealing with one.


 * VAE facepaws

VAE:you are blind or what?

Dr. Hatari:Because it's his. :B

VAE:He asked for bloody analysts to be assigned

Alberic Ashmore:"It would require a donation to the Mace, of course. With an item in hand, a scrying may be most efficient at uncovering the truth."

VAE:they are the folks who can scry for ef's sake

Dr. Hatari:Although I do want to wrap this up. OOCly speaking, I'm a bastard and don't care about this child and want to get Ghost and Meany back into play asap. x3


 * Dr. Hatari doesn't want to Goblins it. :B

TMG:I want to get Gnogglebolt over to the goblins, Elwick, and Kaerka :B


 * Meany lounges in the new chair. |U

Dr. Hatari:Figures. :B

Alberic Ashmore:"I am currently the only operative here with the ability to cast a scrying spell of that power."

Miron:Indeed... such thoughts is what directed me towards such a plan. The items are currently in possession of a man with us downstairs.

TMG:I mean, I thought all three of us were going to be presenting a report and request at the same time.

Alberic Ashmore:"Bring him and your compatriots here."

TMG:that's why I moved Gnogglebolt to the stairs. He was supposed to be following.

Miron:Orders, commander!

TMG:ah, there we go. x3

Miron:*runs downstairs*

Dr. Hatari:Just obeying the chain of command. Uppity concerned citizen. :B


 * Dr. Hatari reflects on that time in Cold War when the PCs directly went off and talked to the King. =3=;

Miron:Mr.. Elmyer, is it? The commander awaits you... Gnogglebolt, Thomas.. i assume you are welcome to watch as well.

Miron:Come upstairs!

Meany:Gnarf.

Meany:This is taking so loooooong.,

Miron:*knocks again*

Meany:The party will never get started. :B

Liatai:I'm trying to hurry. :B

Alberic Ashmore:"Enter."


 * Meany whips VAE.

Meany:MUSH.

Dr. Hatari:Don't worry. |3


 * VAE claws Meany

VAE:shut up!


 * Meany whips VAE moar.


 * Thomas Lazarus bows a bit.

Miron:Present, commander... *points to Zylar* This man is in possession of the items in question.

Thomas Lazarus:"Thank you for seeing us, Mr. Ashmore."

Miron:and... the child they belong to *points as well*


 * Alberic Ashmore stands. "First, Brother Miron, I believe introductions are in order."

Miron:*nods fervently*

Alberic Ashmore:"I recognize you, Brother Lazarus, but your fellow gnome is unfamiliar to me."


 * Thomas Lazarus nods down to Gnogglebolt. He lets the gnome speak for himself.

Miron:Gnogglebolt Steelsprocket, if i may.. he's one of the members of the adventuring party i have described in the last report dealing with the Spindlethorns.

Gnogglebolt:"Gnogglebolt Sparkgear, of Mazio. I've been with this group, including the one that Flint accompanied into that Nerull temple a week ago."

Alberic Ashmore:"Ah. The maker of explosives."

VAE:*headdesks*

VAE:i messed up his surname.. now he's Miron's sibling

Dr. Hatari:I suppose that kind of intro is bound to happen with seven names. |3

Liatai:XDGnogglebolt:"Ah...working on it, yes."


 * Thomas Lazarus comments with closed eyes, "Going out into the world and doing good work, fighting the good fight."

Dr. Hatari:"Fighting the good fight. With BOMBS." *notes that one down*

Alberic Ashmore:"As I was explaining to Brother Miron. A scrying would be the most effective way to uncover the whereabouts of the owners of these items he mentioned to me. However, I am currently the only operative stationed here with the ability for true scrying."

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, I'm just here to observe how this goes for the child."

Alberic Ashmore:"Normally, such a service requires a donation to the Mace."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt tilts his head. "I believe we could cover such a donation...

Miron:Indeed - we have recovered many items of value from the Briarclaw den

Alberic Ashmore:"A scrying, as ordered by a Mace operative in pursuit of a case... ??9*50 = 9 * 50 = 450?? gold pieces is the usual asking price for such a service on the open market, but half that would be plenty enough given the circumstances."


 * Thomas Lazarus opens his eyes. "Easily done, sir."

Miron:*nods*

Ghostwish:thunderstorm incoming. need to go check da windows of my care

Ghostwish:*car

Gnogglebolt:"Indeed."

Dr. Hatari:Fun timex. :x

Meany:Seeya. :o

Alberic Ashmore:"Excellent." The inquisitor leans over and removes a few things from a drawer of his desk. "Fortunately, St. Cuthbert has already granted me a use of the far sight today."


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to Zylaro.

Alberic Ashmore:"If I may see the items."


 * Zylaro Elmyer hands over the box. Jo clings.

Thomas Lazarus:"As I said, friend.. I can't know what we'll see with this. It isn't my expectation that it will be uplifting. But there's a chance."

Thomas Lazarus:"Perhaps you two should wait aside."

Zylaro Elmyer:"Probably wise..."


 * Thomas Lazarus nods quietly.

Alberic Ashmore:"Come, take a seat. Brother Cadamon can bring more chairs."

Dr. Hatari:G-g-g-ghosts!

Meany:Floating chair beans Miron in the face.

Miron:Greetings, brother Cadamon.


 * Cadamon Gardner starts!

Cadamon Gardner:"G-greetings, Brother Miron. Are you... are you well?"

Dr. Hatari:Hahahaha that token, oh my god VAE.

Miron:Physically, or spiritually?

Miron:Regardles, we have something of a work to deal with.

Ghostwish:back!

Dr. Hatari:If we're ever all killed and need to swap to undead token analogues..


 * Alberic Ashmore looks over the items. "The top will likely only reveal the child as an owner... but the necklace is promising."

Dr. Hatari:Well, you'll be prepared.

VAE:Miron got at least 3rd degree burns.. never mind the torched beard and hair


 * Thomas Lazarus looks on anxiously.

VAE:Plus, rolling about in lemure viscera and being bitten

Dr. Hatari:That's funny. Thomas is still pretty. *primps hair, sparkles* =3=

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt watches as well. Force once, he has to respect what magic can do. Or might be able to do.

VAE:he didn't get felled .. besides he has bishy powers


 * Alberic Ashmore takes a flask of holy water and pours it into a silver bowl, muttering a prayer. He grasps the necklace in one hand and holds the other over the bowl, which glows faintly white.

Dr. Hatari:True.


 * Meany whips the cream.

Meany:>:O

Alberic Ashmore:"... An abishai devil, a wolf, and bones in the woods..." He pauses, then focuses. "... There is another aura on this necklace. Stronger."


 * Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes and sighs.

Thomas Lazarus:"The remains I expected." He listens for the rest.


 * Alberic Ashmore looks into the bowl... which suddenly flashes! Even the hardened inquisitor has to cover his eyes briefly.

Faerie:Bishie-boy powers?

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt jerks. That didn't seem normal.

Dr. Hatari:Only our shirts take damage. It's so weird.

Faerie:Getting all the girls and some of the boys to chase after him?

Faerie:That too.

Faerie:Handle fanboy check.

Miron:Miron looks at the commander, his face unmoving and little pale. This is truly unusual.

Alberic Ashmore:The water in the bowl calms, and the man winds the chain of the necklace around his hand. He looks a little shaken.

Alberic Ashmore:"... Did this girl speak of celestial ancestry at all?"


 * Thomas Lazarus is mute for a moment. "..."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt's eyes bug out.

Miron:.. no .. she didn't

Gnogglebolt:"....Are you serious?"


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his neck. "I.. perhaps.. that may explain the secrecy."

Alberic Ashmore:"That is the only way I can make sense of what I saw. You may have a young aasimar on your hands."

Miron:Aasimar?

Thomas Lazarus:"Is that so.." He seems thoughtful.

Miron:??1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18?? Untrained knowledge of the planes

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt suddenly gets a horrible feeling in his stomach. So that must have been why Veinfrost... Gnogglebolt shudders.

Alberic Ashmore:"Mortals whose bloodlines have been touched by the divine. You may have heard of the tieflings. They are similar, although the tieflings possess fiendish blood while the aasimars trace their lineages to the heavens."


 * Thomas Lazarus comments off-handedly, "The lingeage of those touched by the divine hosts of our pantheon sometimes produce Aasimar." He frowns.

Gnogglebolt:"So..is it not likely she has any living family anywhere?"

Alberic Ashmore:"Unless you are to count life on other planes, I saw none."

Thomas Lazarus:"One of her parents lies.. where I expected. But this is unexpected."

Miron:*scratches his chin* This changes things...

Thomas Lazarus:"The other could be.."

Gnogglebolt:"Well...that answers that, I suppose. In quite an unexpected way, yes, but still..."

Miron:Perhaps the church of Pelor could take care of her? For someone of her ancestry, a holy place would perhaps be the most natural.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt glances back to Miron. "Does it really?"

Gnogglebolt:"Miron...Can't you see? She is extremely attached to Zylaro."

Miron:... Is she? *looks somewhat surprised*

Thomas Lazarus:"Aasimar or not, she is a mortal child."

Gnogglebolt:"Trying to separate her from him would be a bad idea. Yes, they can stay at the temple of elor, as Thomas offered, and it would help even more than expected."


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin. >.>

Gnogglebolt:"But if they decided to pack up and leave, that is their choice. Specifically, hers."

Gnogglebolt:"We cannot force anything upon them."

Thomas Lazarus:"I.. actually. Maybe I should write a letter. There have been a number of Aasimar in my family."

Miron:But then.. she isn't of the age to be able to decide...


 * Alberic Ashmore replaces the necklace in the box and closes it with a hint of reverence.


 * Alberic Ashmore looks to Thomas. "Have there, now?"

Gnogglebolt:"Theirs together, Miron. I am simply saying, we cannot force anything upon either of them. However, we must of course inform Zylaro."


 * Thomas Lazarus looks slightly uncomfortable at that. "Mm. ..Thank you for the service, Mr. Ashmore."

Thomas Lazarus:"We're all in your debt."

Gnogglebolt:"The only thing truly changed is now we know why the child was...such a focus of Veinfrost."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt shivers again.

Miron:Perhaps.. .but then, Veinfrost was a depraved monster in service of the nine hells of baator.

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, I have some coin on me. How much are we owed to you again, Commander Ashmore?"

Dr. Hatari:??450/2 = 450 / 2 = 225??

Alberic Ashmore:"Two hundred gold."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gets into his purse, and counts out twenty platinum coins.


 * Cadamon Gardner blinks. "Commander --"


 * Alberic Ashmore holds up a hand toward Cadamon. "It is enough."

Cadamon Gardner:"Of... of course, sir."


 * Thomas Lazarus smiles softly. "I'm sure there's much more for us to discuss. ..I have some things on my mind.. but it'll just have to wait for another time. There are people waiting on us."


 * Thomas Lazarus bows once more. "Thank you again."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt goes to knock on the door, and opens it slightly. "Zylaro? We...we have information, though only you should hear it at the moment..."


 * Zylaro Elmyer peeks in. "Is there room for me to enter?"

Cadamon Gardner:"I'll keep a watch on the child, don't worry."


 * Thomas Lazarus nods to Zylaro.

VAE:as a sidenote, Miron would love to use this http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-943

Gnogglebolt:After Zylaro is in and the door close... "Well...there are no living relatives to Jolenta. Erm...on this plane." Gnogglebolt glances to Thomas, letting him take over.

Zylaro Elmyer:"?"


 * Thomas Lazarus nods slightly.

TMG:(and bt the way, I suppose I can save goblins, wlwick, and Kaerka for a mini-session. Perhaps tomorrow?)

Liatai:Sure.

Thomas Lazarus:"The scrying revealed bones in the lair. As expected."

VAE:?Thomas Lazarus:"..But apparently, that amulet had more than one owner.."

Thomas Lazarus:"..One whom doesn't seem to reside on the same world as us."

Zylaro Elmyer:"I... don't understand."

Zylaro Elmyer:"What do you mean, 'doesn't seem to reside on the same world as us?' No living relatives 'on this plane?'"


 * Thomas Lazarus raises a brow slightly. "An angelic being. Jo seems to be an Aasimar."

Gnogglebolt:"Apparently, one of her ancestors is a being of the heavans."

Thomas Lazarus:"Which makes rather a lot of sense to me, in retrospect."


 * Zylaro Elmyer 's eyes widen in shock. "Gods above..."

Thomas Lazarus:"..Indeed.."

Alberic Ashmore:"Quite."

Thomas Lazarus:"If her mother or father yet live, they're probably not what we were expecting."

Gnogglebolt:"And...Veinfrost always saved his worst tortures for her, like you said? well...as awful as it is, this may have been why."

Meany:Verily.


 * Meany boffs top hat.

Zylaro Elmyer:"What does that mean for her... in the future, I mean?"

Thomas Lazarus:"I'm suprised for not seeing it in her face before now.. I thought she was just suffering palor from the treatment."

Fourth Wall Sun:"A +1 level adjustment."

Dr. Hatari:x3Liatai:XDFourth Wall Sun:What a dumb sun am beink... they all be knowink it.

Gnogglebolt:"Currently...not much. We go ahead as planned. You will still be allowed to become her guardian."

Thomas Lazarus:"I'll write a letter to my father. I know he has experience with this kind of thing. I'm afraid I don't. Not yet." ^^;

Gnogglebolt:"Though, if I may make a recommendation...finding people who can train her in some form of self defence or another in the years to come, whether it be magical, martial, or of the mind, would probably be prudent."

Faerie:Sovietski sun?

Gnogglebolt:"People like her are also the focus of many stories and legends, even in Mazio."

Thomas Lazarus:"In any case.." He glances over his shoulder and nods. "I'm not sure the Commander's office is the place to hold such a dialogue."

Gnogglebolt:"Also, I don't think any of us know whether she knows. But if she doesn't....I think we can leave it to you to decide when it is appropriate to tell her."

Thomas Lazarus:"Shall we away?"

Liatai:Ghost, do you want to roll some more Spellcraft while the week rolls by?

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, yes, indeed."

Zylaro Elmyer:"Of course."

Fourth Wall Sun:??, ? ????????? ??????

Alberic Ashmore:"Dismissed," the commander says, nodding to Miron.

Miron:Orders, commander!

Meany:Waaaaait.

Thomas Lazarus:"Thank you, brother." Tom nods to Miron.

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, I have more errands to cover tonight..."

Meany:Did Miron ever get the orders?

Miron:*nods to everyone, out out*

Meany:For the party?

VAE:nope

VAE:never mind, he's yet going to the library

Dr. Hatari:ololol those.

Alberic Ashmore:"Inquisitor. When you file your report, I have further orders for you."

Miron:Routed from the door.

Miron:Commander?

Miron:*Miron quickly salutes, and pulls back in*

Alberic Ashmore:"Brother Flint has recieved a most unusual invitation. From a drow in the mountains."

Miron:Y.Yes, Commander... i believe i know of the drow's identity.

Miron:He was accompanying Gnogglebolt and the other members of the Vigilant Guardians when I have intercepted them.

Alberic Ashmore:"It seems to be an invitation to some sort of gathering. Indeed. The name matched the one in your reports."

Miron:*nods* He occasionally acts suspiciously, but is of rather low intellect, and the others have vouched for him being benign.

Alberic Ashmore:"Regardless. It may be advisable to have a unit attend the gathering instead of one lone agent, to investigate for untoward behavior or suspicious dealings. Be that as it may, he is drow, and they are notorious schemers."

Alberic Ashmore:"You will accompany Brother Flint and Sister Anise to this gathering, as you are the most acquainted with this particular drow."

Miron:. . . O..Orders, comm.mander!

Miron:*anime sweatdrop*

Alberic Ashmore:"Should you find anything suspicious, document it for report."

Miron:As ordered!


 * Thomas Lazarus is still rubbing at his chin and looking thoughtful when he catches himself. He gives Zylaro and Jolenta a warm smile. "Ah.. I've forgotten myself. I'm being a terrible host today. Please, allow me to show you two to the temple for tonight. We have good warm food and beds. I think, given the circumstances, a safe place with warm faces may be best while ... some things get settled and sorted out. Is that alright?"

Alberic Ashmore:"Excellent. Dismissed."

Zylaro Elmyer:"What do you think, Jo?"

Jolenta Kelby:"... mm..." She nods.

Thomas Lazarus:"Wonderful."

Miron:Miron walks off, with a rather mixed feelings... on one hand, he'll have to spend days in the presence of that bloody drow. On the other hand... if he proves him to be up to no good...

Miron:Thinking, he walks towards the library.

Miron:*tries the door* - if it doesn't open, he probably does have a key as one of the archivists.


 * Thomas Lazarus follows Miron with his gaze. "Uh? We'll - uh - see you later, brother?"

Meany:TIMESKIP FU?!

Meany::BGhostwish:WEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Techubi is disconnected.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt offers a smile to Jolenta as he passes. "Stay strong, young one."

Dr. Hatari:That sounds dandy. ^^

Miron:Sonya, Cadamon... anything new happen here while i was gone?

TMG:so, skipping to the party, and all during-the-week mini sessions tomorrow?

TMG:sound good?

Liatai:Yep!

Dr. Hatari:Hmmm~

Dr. Hatari:Maybe so~

VAE:well, i do need to learn spells, if it matters

VAE:finally got 3rd level access ,see?

TMG:It won't. xP

TMG:anyway removing gnogglebolt token from mace map...

Dr. Hatari:... Sorry for inadvertently turning so much of session into an exclusive mini-session. My bad. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:To the boot! Or some caves! |D

VAE:um, when?

Liatai:OH WAIT

TMG:pasting Gnogglebolt token outside the--oh o.o

Liatai:ONE SEC

TMG:already there. xD

TMG:hrm?

Liatai:I plumb forgot! XD


 * Liatai headdesks. Your DM is a doof, carry on...

Meany:The plumbs?


 * Dr. Hatari is now picturing Sszeyl standing outside the cave in that purple Willy Wonka suit.

TMG:...buh? o.o

Ghostwish:WHOA LAG.

VAE:um ,wheere's Anise and Flint>

Dr. Hatari:Oh man that is right out of one of those creepy books where -- oh.

VAE:if anything, Miron would probably be traveling along them


 * Dr. Hatari thought he saw a doppelganger. D|

Liatai:Give me a few.

Dr. Hatari:So. When you get a chance, about how much time has passed since the party's arrival to Castleton? Are we upon the next day, or perhaps week? I take it we've packed up to head off to this Drow's renovated cave I've never heard of till now.

Dr. Hatari::BGM:And so, the day of the party arrives! It's been six days since you've arrived in Castleton.

Ghostwish:And is there enough time to spellcraft out the wazoo? :>

GM:Yes, you're entitled to six checks. x3

Ghostwish:WOOT. :>

Dr. Hatari:BOOOOOOOKS.

GM:Let's get a roll call!

Ghostwish:Meow.

Meany:Yo.


 * Dr. Hatari disc'd from IRC.

Faerie:Dinner in not-too-long here, but I'm still with you for now.

GM:Fae? VAE? Tech?

TMG:Present!

GM:Well, there's a Fae and a Tech. VAE?

Tathi:Allright, for darkness! ??1d20+13 = 6 + 13 = 19?? spellcraft, evocation! Grease! ??1d20+11 = 1 + 11 = 12?? spellcraft! Protection from Good? Sure why not. Might help to dispel it later. ??1d20+11 = 5 + 11 = 16?? spellcraft! Tenser's floating disc! ??1d20+11 = 2 + 11 = 13?? spellcraft! Alarm! ??1d20+11 = 14 + 11 = 25?? spellcraft! Shield! ??1d20+11 = 9 + 11 = 20?? spellcraft!

Ghostwish:Wow. Tathi must have gotten wasted -alot-.

Meany:Very,

VAE:um, crap

Dr. Hatari:Goodbye brain cells.

Meany::>Liatai:Darkness, Protection from Good, Alarm, and Shield are yours!

TMG:by the way, isn't there a cost for the scribing? :o


 * Liatai handwaves for now. ^^;

VAE:how do you select stacked stuffs?

VAE:well, she said it disappears from the scroll

TMG:wasn't it 100 gp per page, 1 page per spell level...ah, :B

Dr. Hatari:Double click the icon, it will open a selection of both. You can drag one of those, or right click them for their context menu.


 * Faerie is a ninja!

VAE:i assume it's transferred directly. If she copied it, it wouldn't

Flint Carthan:"I'd have thought you'd be riding with Anise, Brother Miron." Flint chuckles, looking down at the dog trotting beside the horse.

Miron:Miron arrives with the other Mace members... not exactly excited.

Barbarus:"Hey!"

Barbarus:"Everyone remember to bring the food?"

Miron:Luckily my legs are short enough for that bloody mutt not to reach...

TMG:Copying is the -only- way to do it, no way to 'transferr' otheriwse, but nevemind. Not the time to get worked up, I suppose. Later.

Liatai:Spot checks!

Gnogglebolt:??1d20 = 12??

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13??

Miron:??1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15??

Tathi:??1d20+1+2 = 17 + 1 + 2 = 20?? spot for the elf lady, and ??1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9?? spot for Kor!

Thomas Lazarus:??1d20+2 = 1 + 2 = 3??

Thomas Lazarus:|DLiatai:Thomas, you see trees. :B

Ghostwish:but.. but.. we're in a desert..

Ghostwish:XPElros:spot ??1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29??

Half-Elven Man:"Hail, Guardians!" a voice calls on your way.

Thomas Lazarus:"Hmhm~. Say, what kind of party was this again?"

Elros:Woo!

Tathi:"Ah.. Him again.." Tathi says flatly.

Faerie:And -now- your d20 works for me.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt glances around at the sudden shout. "Oh, you again? Hello, sir..."

Barbarus:"Gah, hold on."

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23??

Barbarus:"All stop!"

Miron:Who is it, anyways?


 * Thomas Lazarus regards the newcomer with a bit of suspicion. At first.

Thomas Lazarus:"..Oh.. do you have another message for us?"

Half-Elven Man:The man approaches the caravan, touching his bandanna in a hat-tipping gesture. He is carrying a basket.

Miron:Miron watches carefully, preparing to interfere if something goes wrongly

Elros:Elros leans over to Gnogglebolt, and whispers "Is it normal to carry hidden knives where you come from?"

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 8 + 4 = 12?? ??1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21?? Spot and listen on hidden menace. :.

Half-Elven Man:"As a matter of fact, I do. And one for a friend of yours, as well.'

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks back, utterly perplexed. "No, why?"

Thomas Lazarus:"Is that so..?"

Tathi:Tathi whispers to the others, "He has a knife up his sleeve. Careful now."

Barbarus:"Don't worry. Venezuela's closest to him."

Elros:"Well, the man on the horse seems to have several. It could be nothing though."

TMG:Mysterious Messenger returns...

Venezuela:*EYE OF SAURON*


 * Half-Elven Man holds up the basket. "A housewarming present, for a drow by the name of Sszeyl."

Miron:Miron readies an action to cast Hold person if the man attacks.

TMG:I sense a plot-relevant character in the future :o

Venezuela:??1d20-1 = 2 - 1 = 1?? Intimidate? :B

Venezuela:Lolnope.


 * Thomas Lazarus raises his brows.

Half-Elven Man:Haha, no.


 * Thomas Lazarus swivels off the driver's carriage and clanks to the ground.

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, so you heard of his party, too? Well, I'm sure he'll apreciate another gift. Although, can I say who it was from...?"

Tathi:"What is this gift, hrm? Just a basket?"


 * Faerie would be intimidated by the murder mule, frankly.

Half-Elven Man:"A bit of a tricky question, that," the man says with a smile, handing off the basket to Thomas.

Half-Elven Man:There are two bottles of wine, a loaf of bread, and a folded piece of parchment in the basket that the man hands you. One of the bottles contains a clear wine that almost seems to have a pale luminescence to it, and the other is a dark, almost black liquid in a bottle decorated with delicate, wispy silver filigree. Anyone acquainted with elven brews might recognize them; exquisite elven moondrop, and a very high-end drow mushroom wine.

Tathi:Tathi's eyebrows raise a bit.

Barbarus:"I thought elves and half-elves wanted to kill drow?"

Gnogglebolt:"The parchment is a message for Sszeyl, I presume?" Gnogglebolt says as someone accepts the basket and it.

Miron:Miron first tries Spellcraft to see if there are any malicious spells on the items ??1d20+11 = 4 + 11 = 15??

Barbarus:"Why is this one being so nice? >:["


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to the contents of the basket curiously. Especially the parchment. But, considering who it belongs to.. he decides against tampering.

Half-Elven Man:"What is it the gnomes say? Ni te pharkalu, quo lun verra lu?"

Thomas Lazarus:"I see."


 * Elros does not, he's afraid, speak gnomish.

Ghostwish:QUICK CHECK FOR TRAPS. :P

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13?? !

Dr. Hatari:I DRINK THE WINE.

Ghostwish:YOU WAKE UP IN AN ALLEY.

Half-Elven Man:"Primarily for the drow. Though it isn't sealed, you'll notice," the man says with a wink.

Thomas Lazarus:"Well..." He, very hesitantly, picks up the parchment and peeks. :B

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt blinks at the man's words, and tilts his head. He gives a long "hmmmmmm..."

Half-Elven Man:Unless you speak Elven, it's gibberish. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus squints and puts it back.

Tathi:Geee, who speaks elven.

Thomas Lazarus:"I'll make sure he recieves them. Thank you." Thomas bows a bit.

Dr. Hatari:"Who here speaks poetry? D|"

Half-Elven Man:"No trouble. Afraid I can't stay and chat much longer; got a few more messages to deliver."


 * Elros speaks Elven


 * Dr. Hatari glances up and down the length of the road awkwardly.

Dr. Hatari:"Alright."


 * Thomas Lazarus glances up and down the length of the road awkwardly.

Thomas Lazarus:"Alright."

Elros:...oh, or Tathi, of course.

Gnogglebolt:"Very well, I suppose we'll all be on our way." Gnogglebolt says, looking at the man with a scrutinous gaze.

Elros:Elros leans over to Tathi, curious what the note reads.

Tathi:She doesn't have the note. Yet.


 * Half-Elven Man does that hat-tipping gesture again. "Have a pleasant evening, Guardians!" He spurs his horse back in the direction you came from.

Thomas Lazarus:Nosy elves. *guards swag*

Tathi:Annnnd peeking at the note!

Elros:Oh, well then.

Half-Elven Man:The letter is written in Elven. "Beware. One on your guest list conspires against you, and has sent no gift but stings and arrows. Watch for the woman that is not seen. Regards, Cal'tel."

Flint Carthan:"That was strange."


 * Thomas Lazarus reboards the cart with a low mutter, "How completely strange. Waiting for us by a tree.." He does, in canon, offer the gift basket back to the others to examine.

Gnogglebolt:As the man gallo[ps off, Gnogglebolt speaks. "Obviously, there is more to that man than meets the eye. ANd what he said to me implies the message is not just for sszeyl. It could be for us, too. What does it say?"

Anise Berilan:"You're telling me."

VAE:hmm, how many new spells you get per level? two?

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19?? !

Barbarus:"Half speed ahead!"

Liatai:Two, yep.

Dr. Hatari:I think so.

Thomas Lazarus:"The wines look fancy, atlea--"

Tathi:Tathi quirks a brow, translating the letter. "It's a warning."


 * Thomas Lazarus dons a 'FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF---' expression. D:Thomas Lazarus:"I forgot to bring the potatoes I had in mind. Uhg."

Gnogglebolt:"Indeed?"

Faerie:Oh hey look. I'm being told dinner is ready. >.>;;

Tathi:And then Tathi explains the wine. "If I wasn't so suspicious, I'd sample it right now. That's elven moondrop right there. it fetches a high price no matter where you go. The other is a drow variety of wine. I'm not too savvy, but it's apparently very high in quality."

Anise Berilan:"Elven moondrop? Damn."

Anise Berilan:"Your mystery friend's a high roller."

Faerie:I can leave my computer running so I don't have stuff to catch up on, but...I have to afk. :B

Liatai:Bon appetit!

Barbarus:"So."

Dr. Hatari:It's okay. Bound to happen when we play such long games. ^^;

Barbarus:"Did everyone remember to bring some food?"

Flint Carthan:"Or mystery enemy," Flint mutters, looking back at where the man had galloped off to.


 * Faerie locks scroll, so he can catch up. Later.


 * Anise Berilan raises a bottle. "Brought better!"

Thomas Lazarus:"I hate to sound.. you know.. biggoted. But isn't this the sort of thing Drow are known for attracting?"

Miron:It's bigoted only if it weren't true

Miron:They indeed are.

Gnogglebolt:"Well, at least we're forewarned. If we're on our guard, we should be fine."

Previewer is disconnected.

VAE:also, what of the spellcraft check a while ago.

Barbarus:"So."

Liatai:The wines seem clean, as does the bread.

Barbarus:"Me and Anise were the only ones who brought food to the potluck? :3"

Barbarus:"Oh, and the mystery rider."

TMG:(to be deducted later; a few Mazian treats, on the imported market of Castleton)

Thomas Lazarus:"I--uhhhh--actually."

Thomas Lazarus:"Before we get there, could you do me a favor?"

Barbarus:"Mmmmmnyes?"

Gnogglebolt:"I bought some imported Mazian candies before we left..."

Miron:I have my trusty dwarven brewmaker - no party without beer, right Anise?

Tathi:??1d20+6 = 14 + 6 = 20?? craft and ??1d20+2 = 7 + 2 = 9?? profession!

Thomas Lazarus:"Drop me off and go on ahead. I think I can whip up something. And I'd like to atleast entertain the illusion that I brought it along thoughtfully and not made it with magic right inside the party. ^^;"

Thomas Lazarus:"When we're close, anyways."

Tathi:Well, Tathi made a well made, if somewhat wordy book. :P

Tathi:What's the cost of materials, DM? :>


 * Flint Carthan holds up a basket of his own. "Some fruit. Simple enough. Something we can trust isn't poisoned," he adds in an undertone to Miron.

Dr. Hatari:Interesting. Material costs would probably be low. Market value for a ye olde tyme hand-crafted book would be high.

Liatai:1 gold piece. :3

Ghostwish:Well there's no doubt Tathi could make a slayin if she opened a bookstore in a large city. :>

Ghostwish:Profession: Librarian Craft skill: Book binding

Barbarus:"Okay, ladies and Gnomes off first."


 * Thomas Lazarus waves them off nervously.

Thomas Lazarus:"I'll catch up. ^^;"

Barbarus:"See you shortly!"

Dr. Hatari:By the way.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt moves with the others towards the entrance.

Dr. Hatari:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZ-uV72pQKI

Dr. Hatari:I will absolutely be imagining this.

Dr. Hatari:With Sszeyl.

Dr. Hatari:The entire tour.

Miron:OK, as for spells for a witchhunter - Miron attempts to learn , both DC 18, Checkmate's Light ??1d20+11 = 8 + 11 = 19?? and Dispel Magic ??1d20+11 = 13 + 11 = 24?? Watch me fuck up utterly.

Dr. Hatari:Especially the cane swats.

VAE:hey! i didn;'t

GM whispers: As the party leaves, once they're a good distance away... Spot check, Thomas.

Thomas Lazarus whispers: ??1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21??

Sszeyl:??1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10?? Preform singing check!

Sszeyl::VTathi:OH GOD MY EARS.


 * Thomas Lazarus settles off near the side of the path with a small sigh. He frowns and kneels to enter a state of prayer.

Thomas Lazarus:"..." He cracks one eye.

GM whispers to Thomas Lazarus: You feel a hand on your shoulder tugging you behind the rock ridge to the north!

Barbarus:Barbie holds a tray of small rolls.

Barbarus:Topped with sauce, cheese, and some meats, which were then baked.

Barbarus:"Mmm."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Presumably out of sight of the others, or no? Is this a violent pull?

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt stands by the mouth of the cave, waiting for the others.

Barbarus:Same for Barbie.

GM whispers to Thomas Lazarus: Yes, out of sight of the others... and it's certainly strong and insistent, but not violent.

Gnogglebolt:"Tathi, what exactly did the warning say to watch out for, by the way?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt asks as they walk in.

Tathi:"A woman who cannot be seen.."

Gnogglebolt:"...Hrm."

Barbarus:??1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4?? Wis check.

TMG:(oh lovely, a misquote xD )

Barbarus:"I got nothing."

TMG:(Fun with poor communication. x3 )

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Tom is extremely plussed at first, but doesn't draw steel. He wasn't attacked, afterall. He goes along with the pull at the rate of a stumble, "Wh--hey!"

Barbarus:"Miron, Anise, Flint!"

TMG:why isn't everyone moving their tokens? :B

Tall Human Man whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "This way, brother," a voice murmurs behind Thomas, and as you feel yourself being pulled gently behind the rock ridge to the north, you catch a glimpse of the person with a hand on your shoulder; a tall human man with a greatsword strapped to his back. You can also see a red and black symbol on the man's gloves; the sign of Kord. "This won't take long."

Miron:Miron, obviously, waits for Flint to go first, and drag the dog along with him.

Venezuela:These two are free to patrol the area and graze.

Venezuela:"I'm going to go challenge that bear to an arm wrestling match."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Tom relents and backs off. He looks the man up and down, conceding a bit of his frustration. "What's the meaning of this? Why the secrecy?"

Honduras:"Oh dear..."

Barbarus:"Huh, the door's open."

Tall Human Man whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "Shh." He leads you behind the rock face to where there is a tree. An elven man sits there with a wolf.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt goes up to the new stone doors. Hmm, that must have cost a lot. He knocks on the inside. "Hello, anyone hom?"

Gnogglebolt:*home

Sszeyl:"Come in."

Elven Archer whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "Keep your voice down," mutters the elven man with a nocked bow, eyes sweeping over the wagon below you. "Once Edgar has his word with you, you're free to do whatever you want. We're not in the business of hurting Pelorites."

Sszeyl:The Drow monk...is dressed quite fancily.

Gnogglebolt:"Ah, hello, Sszeyl!"

Ghostwish:OH GOD A DROW *fireball*

Gnogglebolt:"I see you've quite tidyied up this place..."

Liatai:Be right back, sacred canine duty... ^^;

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Tom frowns and looks to the other man. He seems to be going along with it by virtue of recognizing the other priest alone, for now. He folds his hands into his robe sleeves and approaches.

Sszeyl: (( Cool. Gives me time to type up this outfit. :3 ))

Elven Archer whispers: "Well, Edgar?"

Gnogglebolt:"Have any other guests arrived yet?"

Sszeyl:Loose pants decorated as the night sky near the feet, then lightening to dawn near the waist. A blue sash belt decorated with white clouds, and a sun clasp. Bare chest, with detached sleves affixed to bracers, the left of which appears to be patterned after rain, while the right is bewitched to use the vein tattoos underneath to appear as lightning Both bracers have a similar pattern, but fade bac to the night sky near the hands. And a moon token keeps the hair back in it's braid.

Tall Human Man whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "..." The man folds his arms, looking Thomas over. He seems to be trying to pick his words carefully. "... What are you doing here?"

Sszeyl:"Not yet. You're early."

Barbarus:Le place tray on the table.

Miron:Miron frowns at the opulently dressed drow, and mutters a greeting.


 * Flint Carthan enters with a low whistle, tipping his hat.

Sszeyl:"Welcome guests."

Ghostwish:Hatari, how in hell did you linking that video lead me to watch this? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_4hXXO5-zAg&feature=related

Sszeyl:"My home is as your home."

Miron:*whispered to Flint* The hell.. he has more bling than all the gals at the society combined.

Tathi:"Quite a fancy adobe.. and here the schools taught us the drow lived around rocks and nothing else."

Sszeyl:"Propoganda."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Thomas looks about at the conspirators ((of which I can only actually see one token, for what its worth)) and frowns even more deeply. He likewise tries to consider his words for a moment. "I should think it clear. I just arrived with my companions, did I not? We were invited here to bless a friend's home. I was stopping to prepare a prayer when you pulled me aside." He looks aside and considers his position carefully. "..I'm going off on a limb and guessing you are not invited. But neither are you unreasonable people, or we wouldn't be speaking as such. I'm Thomas, by the way. Now who are you to be skulking about like this?"

VAE:propAganda

Sszeyl:"Yonder keg is stocked with whiskey. None of this...watered down mead thing that is so common."

Sszeyl:"Help yourself to it."

Anise Berilan::OFlint Carthan:"Moderation, Anise."

Miron:Miron eyes the drow suspiciously

Sszeyl:Sszeyl seems much more....zen.

Gnogglebolt:"By the way..." Gnogglebolt moves in closer and whispers. "Some time ago, there was a man who found us and gave a message to Tathi. He found us again, this time with both a gift basket for you, and a warning. I believe Tathi has the exact note..."

Miron:*whisper* Indeed.. what if there's something in it.. strong alcohol can hide the taste of many things

VAE:yeah... the tons of trinkets are *very* zen

Tathi:"Hrm.. actually, let's knock this out right now. We recieved this.." She says, gesturing to the basket.. ".. on the road.. with a warning. I am not entirely sure the entire basket isn't poison."

Sszeyl::3Dr. Hatari:I thought the bath towel notes were cute. x3

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt raises his voice back to normal. "So, last I saw you, you were telling me how your mind was rather falling apart. Have you been able to fix yourself?"

Tall Human Man whispers to Thomas Lazarus: The man frowns, and uncrosses his arms. "Edgar Alfarson. Disciple of Kord. By your garb, you're a Pelorite templar... Templar Thomas, I'd like to check you for enchantment magic, if you would not object."

Sszeyl:"Yes."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Tomas raises his brow at that before sighing. He rubs the bridge of his nose. "... I see now."

Gnogglebolt:"Wonderful Right then, there's the basket and note for you to look through..."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: "No, I don't object."


 * Sszeyl looks through it...and arches an eyebrow.

Gnogglebolt:"Wonderful! Right then, there's the basket and note for you to look through..."

Liatai:Repost: The letter is written in Elven. "Beware. One on your guest list conspires against you, and has sent no gift but stings and arrows. Watch for the woman that is not seen. Regards, Cal'tel."

Sszeyl:"This...is a Drow wine."

Gnogglebolt:"Yes, Tathi mentioned that..."

Sszeyl:"How odd that something so valuable belowground would last above it.."

Edgar Alfarson whispers to Thomas Lazarus: The man nods. "Won't take two moments..." He mutters a prayer, then looks you over, eyes glowing faintly red. He blinks. "... Caelmus, he's clean." He then looks at you oddly. "... Who is this friend of yours?"


 * Sszeyl picks up the note.

Caelmus Hahalael (Elven Archer) whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "... Well, this complicates matters."

Sszeyl:"How cryptic..."

Sszeyl:??1d20+2 = 9 + 2 = 11?? Wis check!

Tathi:"We were hoping you would at least know something about it.."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Thomas folds his arms proper. "Sszeyl the Drow." He stares flatly at the two. "This is about him, isn't it?"

Sszeyl:"Hmm. I will need to meditate upon this."

Sszeyl:"And...what is this?"

Gnogglebolt:"Cryptic? What does it say, exactly?"

Gnogglebolt:"I am good with riddles."


 * Sszeyl picks up the Elven Moondrop.

Sszeyl:"Beware. One on your guest list conspires against you, and has sent no gift but stings and arrows. Watch for the woman that is not seen. Regards, Cal'tel."

Tathi:"Oh? You don't know what elven moondrop is?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt 'hmms', mulling the riddle over in his gnommish mind.

Sszeyl:"We were told it was a potent poison made by the clerics of...oh, I cannot remember his name, it was so strange."

Sszeyl:"Correlan?"

Sszeyl:"The Elven god of the Moon."

Sszeyl:"Only the unfaithful to him would die by it."

Caelmus Hahalael whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "... You could say that. Corellon's bowstring. But how..."

Dr. Hatari:Random aside; In BG, Jake had a korean exchange student play with them for a while for kicks.

Dr. Hatari:She played a gnome druid, and always pronounced it 'nom' instead of 'gnome'. Lulz were had.

Edgar Alfarson whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "We were told there was a drow here conducting experiments with mind control. Our group was hired to investigate."


 * Dr. Hatari always reads 'gnomish' as 'nomish' now. :B

Gnogglebolt:"Woman who is not seen..." Gnogglebolt mulls it over in other languages.

Tathi:Tathi snrks. "Propaganda, Sszeyl. There isn't a finer wine on the surface world. If they aren't poison, we'll have to compare the two."

Gnogglebolt:"Perhaps...there is a woman on your guest list who will not show up."

Sszeyl:"Verily."

Gnogglebolt:"But will actually be here all the same, or have agents working for her."

Sszeyl:"Miron, could you retrieve two small cups from the cabinet behind you?"

Gnogglebolt:"So we simply wait for all the guests to arrive, then look at your list and see who did not show up."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: "Excuse me.. mind control? That's preposterous. Sszeyl is a little rough around the edges, but he's a trustworthy ally. I've stood and fought by his side several times. ... He isn't even a magician, for crying out loud. He's a hand-to-hand expert."

Ghostwish:oh god.. know what I realized?

Ghostwish:Usually, if you drink a wine and the DM asks for a fort save, you KNOW it's poison.

Miron:Miron nods and goes to grab the cups.

Ghostwish:... but now that we have the drunk rules ine ffect, we're BONED.

TMG:XDDr. Hatari:ololol

Miron:*grab cups from cabinet, dusts them carefully*

TMG:Well, wine and alchohol IS a poison. :B

Edgar Alfarson whispers to Thomas Lazarus: The cleric rubs his forehead. "... If I hadn't just checked you myself, I'd say you were under the influence of some magic."

Sszeyl:"That's the rub, Gnogglebolt."

Miron:There.

Sszeyl:"My guest list was open ended, so that you could all bring guests."

Sszeyl:"The more, the merrier, as the language says."

Gnogglebolt:"Well, the warning specifically points to someone -on- your actual invited list."

Gnogglebolt:"So...who did you invite?"

Caelmus Hahalael whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "All we know is what we were told when we were hired... that there was a drow and some foul gathering going on tonight. But then Edgar saw you with the group, and begged me to come with him to find out why you were here."

Sszeyl:"You all. Derish and Barshal, but I could not locate them..." He uncorks the mushroom wine and pours some into one cup. "Zaritih, his mate Lethiris, and his brother Rhylinar, as well as whomever they chose to invite as well..."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: He sighs yet again. "Look. We've been through this song and dance a dozen times. I understand. No one trusts the infamous Drow. But he's not like that. I think he's a ... (oh dear) ... member of Or..o..golos or something like that." >.> "He's not a Lloth Drow, anyways. I know that."

GM whispers to Dr. Hatari: Diplomacy check?

Sszeyl:The Elven Moon drop is uncorked, and the mushroom wine recorked. "That light elf woman who operates the art shop. Several halfling associates of Barbarus' who will be helping me to attract business..."

Sszeyl:The Moondrop is poured into the other cup. "The Torris family...I think that's everyone..."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: "And this 'gathering' is just him welcoming his surface friends to bless his new home. It's supposed to be an auspicious occasion. I don't know where you got your information, but I'm telling you, it's all a lie." Diplomacy (oh wow x3) ??1d20-1 = 7 - 1 = 6??

Barbarus:"Yeah, only two of those guys can make it."

Tathi:"No one terribly suspicious out of that lot.. unless someone's been under a disguise this entire time?"

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Thomas apparently just seems like a chump while saying this totally reasonable speach. :D


 * Faerie is back!

Barbarus:"The others are busy seeing to a birth today."

Caelmus Hahalael whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "... Obviously, not all of it, since there is indeed a drow here."

Gnogglebolt:"Well, it says woman, so that leaves...Lethiriss, the art shop elf, any of the halflings who are female, and I suppose we can write off the Torris family."

Sszeyl:Sszeyl is strangely quiet as he recorks the Moondrop.

Thomas Lazarus whispers: "... Granted." >.>

Gnogglebolt:"Which just leaves Lethiriss, the art shop elf, and possibly the halflings. Did you invite any of them specifically?"

Gnogglebolt:"And if so, are any of them female?"

Edgar Alfarson whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "Even if it is all a lie, it will be hard to convince our friends of that."

Miron:Miron goes back to his associates.

Miron:So.. how has service been while we were huntiing that druid?

Sszeyl:"I gave one invitation for five representitives."

Sszeyl:"It seems of the five, three could not attend."

Barbarus:^^;

Gnogglebolt:"Hmm."

Flint Carthan:"It's been... I shouldn't say business has been good, but it's been busy."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Thomas bristles. "Wait - what friends? What are you planning to do here? This is just a peaceful gathering of friends and associates."

Sszeyl:"It was difficult to clean out all the cages from this room, particularly."

Flint Carthan:"And Anise got a promotion, so to speak."

Sszeyl:"If anyone in the fish market complains about the drop in fish reaching their lines, I have nothing to do with it. :3"

Dr. Hatari:Promotion to battle-drunk. That is amazing.


 * Anise Berilan raises an empty mug. "I got accepted!"

Miron:Anise's a full Inquisitor now?

Dr. Hatari:Some kind of fantasy job.

Sszeyl:"Certainly did not use those cages to make a slew of nets for harvesting fish for Fuzzy."

Anise Berilan:"Hah! I've always been an inquisitor, Miron, you know that!"

Previewer has connected.

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, and of course, what I brought for the party..." Gnogglebolt puts a bag of Mazian candies on the table.

Anise Berilan:"I mean the masters! You know, my teachers! The fighting masters!"

Sszeyl:"Oh!"

Miron:Oh,, right

Sszeyl:"Tathi, you going to come taste this wine?"

Gnogglebolt:"Some Mazian sweets of many varieties."


 * Sszeyl picks up the Moondrop and drinks.

Miron:It seems the hellhound didn't do well to my mind, either, just as to my beard.

Miron:In any case

Sszeyl:"...It's surprisngly sweet. o-O"

Tathi:Tathi peers at the blackish substance for a bit, and then takes a sip.. oh god if she gets wasted at a drow party...

Miron:*goes get a mug, and pours himsellf some from that barrel*

Sszeyl:??1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22?? Fort save!

Edgar Alfarson whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "We were hired to.. investigate for anything suspicious. And authorized to kill if we were attacked."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Tom looks to the cave entrance himself with a worrisome frown. "..Look.."

Miron:Now, let's drink to this fine occassion!

Sszeyl:"You may of course expand beyond this room."

Tathi:??1d20+4 = 19 + 4 = 23?? fort save!

Liatai:You both are safe!

Sszeyl:"I just request the bulk of al merry making be done here."

Anise Berilan:"Hear, hear!"

VAE:what's the fort save DC?

Sszeyl:"To counter the bad karma of what happened previously."

Liatai:For the wine, or for the whiskey?


 * Faerie thinks it might be funny to see Tathi wasted. Then thinks there would be blood, and thinks it less fun.

VAE:Whiskey, 'course - you wouldn't toast such a thing with wine alone :3

Liatai:Elven Moondrop - DC 13. Drow wine, DC 12. Whiskey, DC 11.

Thomas Lazarus whispers: "..Suspicious.. I can understand. But we just arrived here with three leaden mace inquisitors and myself - not to mention half a dozen armed and armored civilians. So if there's no commotion in there after that procession, then I hope you can trust me saying that we're an adventuring troupe and allies - not insideous Underdark agents or marauders or what-have-you. Vigilant Guardians? Sszeyl has been with them for longer than me."

Sszeyl: (( I object to the lower DC. :B ))

Thomas Lazarus whispers: "..Now, what's this about 'your friends'? Are my friends in danger?"

Caelmus Hahalael whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "The Leaden Mace, too...?"

Barbarus:"No alcohol for me. :c"

Barbarus:"I've had enough for the month."

TMG:alex; tathi -already- got wasted xD

TMG:the festival at the beginning of the game, remember? She even flashed everyone. :B

Faerie:Well, at a drow party. :P

Thomas Lazarus whispers: He nods once, sternly.

TMG:Ah, gotcha ;)

Dr. Hatari:Haha.

Ghostwish:Her running theme has been the drunk evocationist. XD


 * Faerie thinks there should be a "Drunkard" feat. +1 to DC against alcohol.

Edgar Alfarson whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "Kord the Mighty. There's a chance she might have been wrong... No Cuthbert agent I know of would willingly enter a den of evil."

Sszeyl:"So, Tathi. How do you find the taste?"

Caelmus Hahalael whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "They may not be, if we can get back to the others in time." the elven man replies to Thomas as he stands quickly.

Tathi:"Hrm. A bit heavy. More like a.. root-brew, I suppose, but that makes sense seeing how it's mushrooms, isn't it?"


 * Dr. Hatari makes a note to nom Tathi for Flashbang. Fireballs, debauchery, bad attitude. Best evoker I've seen. :B

Sszeyl:"Quite."

Caelmus Hahalael whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "There's a chance they might have gotten impatient and tried to breach the door already."

Thomas Lazarus whispers: "Then get to your friends quickly. There has been a misunderstanding here. W--breach?!"

TMG:"I don't give a bamn 'bout mah rep-u-ta-tion!" danananananananana

Sszeyl:"Awaiting me to lead the tour, hmm?"

VAE:also, sorry for the waiit

VAE:am throwing something up for Miron to recite, see

Sszeyl:"For the record, this is the kitchen."

Edgar Alfarson whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "We found a locked door in the cliffside that Rin was going to try to crack."

Faerie:Apparently, we're all bumping into each other trying to find out way around.

Edgar Alfarson whispers to Thomas Lazarus: "Or Therisel, if Rin's methods didn't work. Caelmus, can you send your wolf? He's faster than me."

Dr. Hatari:x3 !

Elros:Hey look. I'm in a wall. :B

Sszeyl:"This is a junction. The two passages to the right have become bedrooms."

Caelmus Hahalael whispers to Thomas Lazarus: The elven man nods and speaks some quick commands in Elven to the wolf, who bounds off. "In the meantime. Go. Warn your friends. It would be best to end this without bloodshed."

Sszeyl:"To the left, we have the common room."

VAE:oh what exactly did she get promoted to ?

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Tom facepalms! "Oh no.. if your friends get in there.." He frowns. "Look - I don't want to belittle you - you look tough! But that would be a complete disaster."

Anise Berilan:Drunken master! :3

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Tom blanches and begins thundering off. "Right. Thank you for believing me!"

Sszeyl: (( For the love of- :B ))

Liatai:Listen checks, all!

TMG:okay, why are there random bits of VBL in these two rooms?

Sszeyl:??1d20+5 = 19 + 5 = 24??

Elros:listen ??1d20+11 = 15 + 11 = 26??

Barbarus:??1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14??

Dr. Hatari:Hahaha

Gnogglebolt:Listen: ??1d20+2 = 6 + 2 = 8??

Ghostwish:??1d20+1+2 = 17 + 1 + 2 = 20?? listen for the elf lady, and ??1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12?? listen for Kor!

Sszeyl:"Hurry along now...."

Liatai:Buh? O.O

Liatai:What happened to the VBL?! :O

Sszeyl: (( Tech. ))

Thomas Lazarus:..ank clank clank CLANK CLANK CLANK. D:Barbarus:"Hey, Tom!"

Thomas Lazarus:"Ahh--everyone?! Where's Sszeyl?!"

Barbarus:"Giving us a tour!"

TMG:there's like, extra VBL linwes in the two bedrooms.

Barbarus:"This room's the kitchen!"

Thomas Lazarus:"The cave is kind of, ah, surrounded by mercenaries about to breach inside and attack him if we don't talk them down!"

Thomas Lazarus:"Where is he?! D:"

TMG:unless they're supposed to be there...looks like drawn lines.

Liatai:They're supposed to be there, they're screens.

TMG:Oh. :.

Gnogglebolt:"What the--already?" Gnogglebolt exclaims at Thomas' words.

Thomas Lazarus:"I know!"

Liatai:Listen checks, all!

Thomas Lazarus:??1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22??

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt rushes back to the door, and calls out through the tunnel. "Ho, there?"

Miron:??1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12??

Gnogglebolt:Listen: ??1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7??


 * Thomas Lazarus shakes his head while catching his breath.

Barbarus:??1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6??

Sszeyl:??1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7??

Thomas Lazarus:"No, I talked to them. They said there was some other door.."


 * Thomas Lazarus looks up.

Sszeyl:"The back door!"

Gnogglebolt:"I've got a +11 to diplomacy! We can talk this out!" ;P

Sszeyl:"Upstairs!"

Ghostwish:??1d20+1+2 = 2 + 1 + 2 = 5?? listen for the elf lady, and ??1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21?? listen for Kor!

Thomas Lazarus:"Crap." He rushes off.

Sszeyl:"Fuzzy is up there!"

Thomas Lazarus:"Sszeyl! Hi! Did you hear?" D:Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt runs with the others upstairs

Sszeyl:"Yes."

Thomas Lazarus:"Please let me see if I can stop them - where's the stairs?"


 * Elros assumes he heard, but doesn't know what. o.o


 * Sszeyl points south

Sszeyl:"Strait south!"


 * Thomas Lazarus charges up the stairs. Huff, puff. Why.. why did I wear armor to a party. D:Liatai:Who's going upstairs?

Ghostwish:Tathi is!

Sszeyl:"Lock the front door."


 * Elros will go to assist.

TMG:Gnogglebolt is.

Sszeyl:Is.

Barbarus:Close and lock doors!

Barbarus:After...

Barbarus:??1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11?? Fwee!

Barbarus:"Honduras! Venezuela!"

Dr. Hatari:Stealin' checks? x3

Dr. Hatari:Oh. :o

Liatai:They're too far away.

Barbarus:"Darn."

Barbarus:*lock doors*

Liatai:The front doors are ajar slightly; any locks that were there have been picked.

Thomas Lazarus:"Gah..!"


 * Sszeyl calls out.

Miron:Miron finally coughs, walks up front, and recites

Sszeyl:"WHO INVADES MY HOUSE?!"

Miron:Ever since Anise had joined us Every'un has gotten the gist A soft heart and love of spirits 's coupled with a steel-hard fist. Whether beating undead horrors pulling pranks or playing cards Not only an inquisitor she's mastered the martial arts Promotion, it didn't miss 'er However it might be sparse May heretics and their lackeys Feel her boot upon their arse

Dr. Hatari:Couldn't let that one go, huh? x3

Anise Berilan:"Hahahaha!" Anise laughs heartily and raises a full glass of whiskey.

Barbarus:"Uh."

Gnogglebolt:"Ther're already in...okay, the have to be either in the pool room, the side cave, or both."

Miron:Miron raises his mug too, and well, they all get the one in before following with the alarm ??1d20+7 = 7 + 7 = 14?? Fort save DC 11

Barbarus:"You did here how we're under siege, right?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt calls out again. "Ho, guests! I am given to understand you have a problem with the resident of this cave?"

Miron:Huh?

Sszeyl:??1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20?? Listen. >8[

Miron:That explains how come everyone's gone.

Thomas Lazarus:Thomas shouts after Sszeyl. "Listen! I just talked to Edgar! You're making a mistake! Your ranger friend just sent his wolf to find you!"

Thomas Lazarus:"I'm begging you to stand down and hear him out!"

Armored Human Woman whispers: You hear a voice to the north -- "Crap! Here he comes!" And the sound of weapons being drawn.

Grey-Haired Elf whispers: "Wait... he said he talked to Edgar? What --"

Wild-Looking Half-Elf whispers: "Drow trickery! Don't listen to it!"

Gnogglebolt:"Ho, any guests who have entered through the front door! Will you consent to parley?"

Sszeyl:"They're in the bathroom!"


 * Thomas Lazarus kind of droops after that. That's the best I've got. *-1 diplomacy ;~;*

Sszeyl:"That way."

Talro:What did I just trot in on? O.O;

Gnogglebolt:"Gnogglebolt inches forward. "Hello?"

Gnogglebolt:"We know you're there, please, can we talk this out like civilized folk?"

Sszeyl:"Let the wolf through."

Armored Human Woman:A growling voice can be heard in an undertone; "He's using charmed guards. Aim for the master."

Thomas Lazarus:"Ah--just don't attack them first! They said it was a defensive rules of engagement mission to investigate!"

Thomas Lazarus:Oh crap. >:O

Gnogglebolt:Hearing that, Gnogglebolt grunts. "Okay, I've got an idea."

Grey-Haired Elf:"Something's not right here, I'm telling you..."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt...puts down his morningstar, and crossbow. "Attention, I am going to approach unarmed, with my hands up! Please do not attack me!"

Sszeyl:"Break into my house."

Sszeyl:"Accost my guests."

Rin Brenin:"That soap may have had an enchantment on it. Laucian. Do you feel any different?"

Faerie:"No, but I deel pretty now. :D"

Sszeyl:"And now you steal my apple blossom soap!"

Miron:Flint? Anise? I wonder what should we do.

Gnogglebolt:Mutting, "Now, just need to hope my words are good enough for this..."

Faerie:*feel


 * Thomas Lazarus runs a hand through his hair desperately. He looks over his shoulder and - oh hey, wolf! :o

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt starts doing what he said, walking forward slowly, with his hands up.

Miron:Anyone knows where are the entries and exits?

Rin Brenin:That voice may be familiar to Gnogglebolt... "... wait a second..."

Barbarus:"Go down that path..."


 * Thomas Lazarus kneels and pats the ground while looking to Talro. "Come, please. They're up that way!"

Rin Brenin:"I know that voice from somewhere."

Barbarus:"Then..south?"

Barbarus:"Look for stairs up."

Gnogglebolt:"Okay, I am openeing the door, slowly..."

Miron:If there;s just this one, we should simply block it...

Rin Brenin:"Let him in."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt calls through, as he begins to do just that.

Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"What?! But what if he's charmed?!"

Gnogglebolt:"How about this; I said I'm unarmed. if I'm not, shoot me. How's that?"

Rin Brenin:"It's a little gnome. We can take him if he causes trouble."

Ghostwish:just a stupid gnome. :P

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt's ears wiggle. Wait a minute...

Gnogglebolt:Opening the door slowly, Gnnogglebolt steps through, with his hands up, showing they are quite empty

Armored Human Woman:"Not one step closer, gnome."

Sszeyl:"Thomas...as much as I am patient in waiting for these interlopers to leave."


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs desperately and swivels his head to Sszeyl.

Gnogglebolt:He then locks eyes with Rin. "Wha--you?!"

Sszeyl:"Is your wolf friend tgoing to move, or will he continue to wait for my Bear neighbor to come visit."

Rin Brenin:"You. How did I guess it would be you?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt covers his face with a hand. "Not again..."

Rin Brenin:"First goblins, now drow?"

VAE:wait, who the hell is that?

Rin Brenin:The woman draws a rapier.

Gnogglebolt:"Actually, it was the drow first." Gnogglebolt said with a level gaze at her.

Tathi:Tathi blinks.. "Do we know this woman?"

Gnogglebolt:"He -helped- me capture the goblins."

Thomas Lazarus:"Listen. They're not bad people. They're just mercenaries who were lied to. They think you're some sorcerer and were hired to deal with it. They were lied to by someone." He frowns.


 * Thomas Lazarus nervous redundancies nervously!

Rin Brenin:"Or so you say. Damn, where's Edgar when you need him?"

Gnogglebolt:"SO tell me. What's going on here? Why are you after him? Has he wronged you in any way in the week I've been gone?"

Elros:"Joyous.

Elros:"Grey-Haired Elf:"I can cast that spell, you know..."

Rin Brenin:"You're suspect right now, Laucian."

Faerie:...thought that was my shift key, not enter. Oh well. >.>

Sszeyl:"Oh, my poor door."

Thomas Lazarus:"I can repair your door later." ^^;;

Sszeyl:"And Gnogglebolt worked so hard to install that one too. :["

Armored Human Woman:"...'

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks back and forth bewteen the tall-legs.

Gnogglebolt:"Well? Is anyone going to tell me what Sszeyl's crime is?"

Gnogglebolt:"Aside from -being- a drow, of course?"

Thomas Lazarus:Tom sighs and edges closer to the wolf, and gives it plenty of room for a path. "Well, you're seeking, aren't you?" He makes a light sweep north. "Seek her. D:"

Sszeyl:"If I am guilty of something, I will come forth and face the charges. :|"

Gnogglebolt:"Which, as I successfully defended in a court trial, is not in of itself a crime?"


 * Rin Brenin moves forward... then pushes the gnome into the room.

Sszeyl:"Then lay down my own for breaking and entering."

TMG:(pushed where?)

TMG:(oh)

Gnogglebolt:"HEY!" Gnogglebolt suddenly yelps.

Rin Brenin:"Mind control," she growls. "It makes all too much sense now."

Gnogglebolt:They PUSHED him! How rude!

Talro:Bark!

Gnogglebolt:"...did..you...Oh, Garl's gold."

Gnogglebolt:"Look."

Tathi:Tathi starts to ready an action.. this is going bad.. how about a fireball to ruin their day?

Gnogglebolt:"He just offered to face a legal trial over anything you have accused him for."

Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"Talro! Just in time, we need backup!"

Gnogglebolt:"Are you going to take him up on it or not?"

Elros:Elros wonders whether a sword can clunk someone over the head.

Thomas Lazarus:"Don't even think about it." He drones and trudges to the door.

Grey-Haired Elf:"I've never heard of a drow willing to stand in court before -- I'm telling you, something's off here."

Gnogglebolt:"And if you think I am nder mind control, consider this, human."


 * Thomas Lazarus shouts north. "EDGAR is on the way! I spoke with him and your ranger friend JUST outside."

Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"CRAP!"

Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"They got Edgar?!"

Gnogglebolt:"Sszeyl -hated- the goblins. He was talways threatening to kill several of them himself."


 * Thomas Lazarus groans.

Sszeyl:"And this is not the time for debate!"

Sszeyl:"There is a hungry bear next door, and you've left the door open!"

Gnogglebolt:"If I am under his mind control, then why would I have stopped him, and furthermore, defended the goblins at their trial?"

Elros:"Now now, no one is killing each other...or even really threatening to yet."

Rin Brenin:"Drow are schemers. It's bound to be a long-term plan."

Rin Brenin:"It's all clear to me now. He's building a monstrous army."

Gnogglebolt:"If youwon't believe me, then will you at LEAST tell me what he is accused of?"

Sszeyl:...

Sszeyl:Sszeyl actually laughs.

Grey-Haired Elf:"You know he can hear you, right?"


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Sszeyl an incredulous look. Like,'is this for real'.

Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"Laucian, now is NOT the time for this!"

Sszeyl:"Me?!"

Sszeyl:"A leader of monsters?"

Sszeyl:"A mere Terror? Oh, I have not heard such a good joke in decades."

Armored Human Woman:"... What in Cuthbert's name..."

Gnogglebolt:"Will SOMEONE tell me why you people are here? What is Sszeyl acccused of?!"


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs his brow furiously. "What does it take to convince people calling mind-control that there is none..??"

Rin Brenin:"I already told you. Mind control."

Sszeyl:"Oh, ah, that was invigorating."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gives a flat gaze. "Okay then."

Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"He's drow, he's insane. Pay no attention to it."

Gnogglebolt:"Will you take him peacefully for trial?"

Gnogglebolt:"He offered to come quietly."

Sszeyl:"After filing my own charges!"

Grey-Haired Elf:"... by all rights, I should be the one most insistent that the drow is doing something wrong..."

Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"Your logic has no place here!" >:O

Gnogglebolt:"Right then. Shall we all walk back to castleton together, like civilized folk?"

Liatai:Diplomacy check, Gnogglebolt.

Gnogglebolt:"Or will -you- be the one to start an uncivilized confrontation?" Diplomacy: ??1d20+11 = 10 + 11 = 21??


 * Thomas Lazarus snaps his fingers!

Elros:Elros wonders to himself how exactly someone would prove mind control, or lack thereof.

Thomas Lazarus:"I've got it!"

Sszeyl:"Hello, guest."

Sszeyl:"Please speak sense to your stubborn friends? :|"

Caelmus Hahalael:"Where's Talro?"

Thomas Lazarus:"LISTEN! Your friend Edgar checked me for enchantment magic before we spoke! HE FOUND NONE. Check Gnogglebolt yourself if there's a spellcaster among you!"

Sszeyl:"North. Bathroom."

Sszeyl:"And I demand my apple blossom soap back!"

Thomas Lazarus:"Eh..?" He looks about.


 * Thomas Lazarus gestures to Caelmus and then north with a nod.

Rin Brenin:"Our spellcasters have either been talking to you all of using drow soap!"

Liatai:*or

Grey-Haired Elf:"...It would be a strange enchantment to be placed in apple blossom soap..."

Edgar Alfarson:Clank clank clank clank clank clank

Sszeyl:"The only thing magic in that room is the drain!"

Sszeyl:"Keeping the water for downstairs clean!"

Thomas Lazarus:"You are so stubborn!" >:O

Edgar Alfarson:Clank clank clank clank "I take it you've met Therisel --" clank clank clank

Gnogglebolt:"And even though you don't believe me, I'll just put it forward anyway that Sszeyl cannot use magci"

Rin Brenin:"... Edgar? Caelmus? They just let you through?"

Armored Human Woman:"..."

Armored Human Woman:"I hate to say it, but I'm starting to agree with Laucian."

Grey-Haired Elf:"Finally!"

Thomas Lazarus:Thomas sighs and relaxes a bit. :|


 * Thomas Lazarus glances to Sszeyl flatly. "Sorry. I forgot your parsley scalloped potatoes."

Sszeyl:"You're all lucky Fuzzy is napping right now, or I'd be filing reckless endangerment as well!"

Edgar Alfarson:"Rin, there's been some kind of mistake."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt glances up at the new man. "hello, sir. From what I've heard, I surmise you are the leader of this sortie?"

Sszeyl:"It's okay, Thomas."

Edgar Alfarson:"Just their spiritual advisor," the man with a greatsword says; you can see the symbol of Kord on his gloves.

Sszeyl:"What's...what's a potatoe?"


 * Thomas Lazarus huffs with mild amusement.

Gnogglebolt:"Can you, sir, then explain to me what is going on? Aside from accusations of mind-control?"

Thomas Lazarus:"Maybe I can show you later."

Ghostwish:where is everyone? ^^;

VAE:heh, this is going funny

Sszeyl: (( GM, enforce vision? ))

Sszeyl: (( Tathi token is gone! ))

Edgar Alfarson:"That's the long and short of it. We were hired to investigate a gathering in the mountains -- supposed to be a drow gathering subjects for mind control experiments."

Sszeyl:"You're thinking of Monster Yazagh in the Girn Mountains. :|"

Edgar Alfarson:"Report anything suspicious, authorized to kill if attacked."

Sszeyl:"He's a fair distance northeast of here."

Edgar Alfarson:"But your Pelorite friend's been telling us that that may not be the case."

Gnogglebolt:"Indeed. I think you've got the wrong location."

Caelmus Hahalael:"Did you not get the message on Talro?"

Gnogglebolt:"This is a housewarming feast."

Gnogglebolt:"We even brought the food."

Rin Brenin:"What message?"

Sszeyl:"They assumed he was bewitched."


 * Caelmus Hahalael gives the woman a flat look. "The 'stay your hand until we're sure what's going on' message?"

Armored Human Woman:"Cael, you know those never work."


 * Caelmus Hahalael facepalms.


 * Thomas Lazarus murmurs, "And I thought we bickered at bad times. =3=;"

Rin Brenin:"Well, explain why you're all armored and have weapons, then!"

Tathi:"I see a whollle lot of confusion.."

Sszeyl:"Fashion!"

Gnogglebolt:"We were, in fact, -warned- that this would happen." Gnogglebolt says.

Thomas Lazarus:"---!!!"

Sszeyl:"And because people tend to break into my house. :| So it seems."


 * Thomas Lazarus makes a mad dash for Tathi. >:O

Gnogglebolt:"Didn't think it would be you, though."

Rin Brenin:"I thought it was a dungeon! Dungeons are fair game!" >|(

VAE:bwhaaha

Sszeyl:"Okay, I will admit that."

Sszeyl:"This -used- to be a dungeon."

Sszeyl:"It's since been refurbished."

VAE:"heroes' and 'adventurers' are thugs indeed

Gnogglebolt:"Sszeyl, this is why I was mystified at your obsessionw tih caves. I -told- you you should have gotten something in Castleton..."

Sszeyl:"It's too bright!"

Sszeyl:"All that glass, ack."

Gnogglebolt:"Bah."


 * Wild-Looking Half-Elf looks utterly lost, and angry. The rest of the group just looks confused.


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs tensely.

Sszeyl:"Elros? Make sure Fuzzy isn't investigating the food smell?"

Gnogglebolt:"So, Miss Rin Brenin."

Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"I was told I would be able to smash in the skull of an evil dark elf. Are you now telling me that's not the case?"

Gnogglebolt:"What now?"

Sszeyl:"You're free to try. :|"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt glances at the wild elf. "Friend, I believe there is someone you need to talk to..." He looks up at Tathi.

Sszeyl:"I'll of course defend myself."


 * Thomas Lazarus pats Sszeyl's shoulder. "Not really what they want to hear, I think. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:"Wild-Looking Half-Elf:"Maybe I WILL!" the half-elf snarls -- and then the cleric of Kord has to hold her back. ^^;

Sszeyl:"Then -what do they want to hear-?"

Sszeyl:"Shall I sing a song about rainbows and kittens?"

Tathi:"Oh yes, exhibit A, shall we? Wood elf evocationist, number one on the list to kill drow. You know, after the whole burning down an entire valley, forest, and mountainside shbang."

Sszeyl:"Will that make them -get the tarkna out of my house?!-"

Tathi:"But, here I am, also clearly the best suited to resist any form of mind control, and I'm not frying any dark elves."

Thomas Lazarus:"... Well ... I don't know. It might be pretty convincing that you're not a sorcerer who can charm them. >.>"

Tathi:"Although there is this misguided and illinformed bunch of knuckleheads about to get on the wrong end of the arcane." She says with a pointed look.


 * Therisel Bruften snarls. "Let go of me! He said I could!"

Sszeyl:??1d20+4 = 16 + 4 = 20?? Preform singing check!

Gnogglebolt:"As Tathi and myself have learned, Sszeyl was born after said forest-burning. He had nothing to do with that."

Dr. Hatari:And so Tom's plan unfurls.

Ghostwish:and the drow bursts into song. XD

Lita Etiver:"... What the hell."

Dr. Hatari:How did it come to this? The sages will write.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt blinsk as a darn good singing voice wafts down the hallway.

Sszeyl:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oCMHtaiSXw


 * Thomas Lazarus gestures flatly to Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:"Does he seem like an evil mastermind?"

Rin Brenin:"... Okay, I'll give Therisel a point. Drow are insane."

Laucian Siannodel:"... Not particularly, no."

Miron:I wonder what they are doing there for so long.

Thomas Lazarus:"What do we have to do to convince you there's no magic and we're just weird?"

Barbarus:"I..hear singing?"

Barbarus:"Why is one of the women singing?"

Rin Brenin:"Er..."


 * Thomas Lazarus rests his gauntlets on his hips indignantly.

Miron:Either the wine was tainted or the drow went nuts.

Caelmus Hahalael:"The fact that they're talking to us is a good sign."

Dr. Hatari:(This has been priceless.)

TMG:(yes, this is hilarious xD )

Faerie:I think the drow was already nuts. :P

Edgar Alfarson:"Let it go, Therisel -- someone's clearly mistaken here, and I'll bet my sword it's us."

Gnogglebolt:"So...once again, Rin Brenin, I find you to be the one to shoot first and try your damndest to avoid asking questions if the answer might be somthing you don't like."

Gnogglebolt:"I honestly hoped ou would have gotten better after the goblin trial."

Ghostwish:Wait for tathi to lose her patience. FIREBALLS FOR EVERYONE!


 * Dr. Hatari imagines Tathi as a U.N. representative.


 * Therisel Bruften snarls and wrenches herself free, then stomps away.

Edgar Alfarson:"But then... there's one thing I don't understand. Where did these rumors of mind control come from?"

Gnogglebolt:"I honestly have not a clue."

Sszeyl:"Let me take a -wild guess.-"

Thomas Lazarus:"Now.. I don't want to undo the little progress we've made here and cast us back into suspicion. But clearly, someone told you some pretty stark lies to endanger our friend."

Edgar Alfarson:"If they were bad enough for even a local shopkeeper to be worried about them, but you didn't hear of them..."

Sszeyl:"Some elvish painter woman hired you?"

Tathi:"WHAT-" Tathi starts, then mutters a curse in elvish. "You don't even know and you're believeing it?"

Gnogglebolt:"Although...Sszeyl? What was that you mentioned about the Girn Mountains?"

Dr. Hatari:Hahahaha

Caelmus Hahalael:"You hear a story about drow using mind control to enslave the populace and get paid good gold to investigate, it's not that hard to believe."

Sszeyl:"Nothing, Gnoggle~"

Lita Etiver:"... Yes, the painter Coralline -- but how did you know?"

Elros:Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, Tathi? >.>;

Sszeyl:??1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13?? Cha check!

Sszeyl:To appear innocent. 0:3

Gnogglebolt:"Oh dear. Sszeyl, didn't you tell me weeks ago about some paint-shop keeper who took one look at you and shooed you out?"

Sszeyl:"I -invited- her to this party."

Sszeyl:"Trying to prove I'm -not- some beast."

Sszeyl:"So I can actually buy -paint- regularly."

Thomas Lazarus:"..That's some backlack."

Thomas Lazarus:*lash

Sszeyl:"I will have -words- with that woman. :|"

Sszeyl:"Also, to clarify."

Sszeyl:"She threw a can of eggshell white at my face."

Sszeyl:"If that's how you 'shoo' then okay."

Gnogglebolt:"Yeeg."

Thomas Lazarus:>.>;;

Laucian Siannodel:"This has been one crazy day."

Arethi:Skree.

Sszeyl:"You think?" 0:3

Gnogglebolt:"I just wanted to attend a nice dinner-party..." Gnogglebolt pouts gnommishly.

Sszeyl:"Elros, how's the Fuzzy watch?"

Lita Etiver:"So... what do we do now?" >.>;;

Gnogglebolt:"This is supposed to be the Vigilant Guardian's week off."


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to Sszeyl.

Sszeyl:"I'll have an address of either you, or your employer."

Sszeyl:"Someone is paying for my new door. :/"


 * Caelmus Hahalael sighs. "... How much was it?"

Sszeyl:"Gnogglebolt?"

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, pish posh, Sszeyl. Nothing I can't fix."

Sszeyl:"You installed it, how much did I pay you again?"

Rin Brenin:"Give me some credit. I only jimmied the lock, not broke the door."

Gnogglebolt:"That too."

Sszeyl:"Those locks were -meant to keep out a damned bear-."

Gnogglebolt:"Simple unjam, it's still perfectly functional."

Sszeyl:"Okay. Very good."

Gnogglebolt:"Why, it shouldn't take me more than a minute."

Sszeyl:"You are free to join the party downstairs. :|"

Sszeyl:"Or take a bath. Or sing a song."


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs nervously.

Sszeyl:"Just don't try to kill anyone."

Gnogglebolt:"Ah, yes."

Lita Etiver:"... Well I feel like an ass now."

Thomas Lazarus:"..I kind of expected that."

Gnogglebolt:"What better way to forget this ever happened than join us in the festivities?"

Gnogglebolt:"We've got food to spare."

Previewer is disconnected.

Therisel Bruften:"You all can fraternize with the enemy," the half-elf growls, shoving past everyone. "I'm going back to tell her how we all failed."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt sighs.


 * Thomas Lazarus runs his fingers back through his hair and turns to trudge off after the Drow.

Thomas Lazarus:"About those potatoes.."

Sszeyl:"Threat's been neutralized."

Gnogglebolt:"By the way, I wonder where the other guests are..."

Sszeyl:"Unlock the door...but could I ask someone to check the upstairs ever so often?"

Flint Carthan:"Nothing too serious, I hope?"

Sszeyl:"We've got a bear in the neighborhood. And now my back door is jammed open."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt sneezes.

Sszeyl:"Mercanaries. Claiming I'd been gathering you all to mind control you."

Miron:Mind control? Us?

Sszeyl:"I need a drink."

Thomas Lazarus:"They're apparently invited, now. You sure don't hold much of a grudge, friend."

Sszeyl:Some mushroom wine is poured into a new cup and downed.

Elros:"Are you alright, Gnogglebolt?"

Sszeyl:??1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22?? Fort save!

Gnogglebolt:"Yes, I'm fine."

Miron:Am here on bloody orders...

Gnogglebolt:'Was just strange meeting Rin again."

Sszeyl:"This is supposed to be an event to build good karma for this house."

Gnogglebolt:"And under much worse circumstances than last time."

Sszeyl:"Holding a grudge is bad karma."

Barbarus:Le unlock door.

Edgar Alfarson:"You've met her before?"

Thomas Lazarus:"Good point. I'm just glad there was no bloodshed. Heh."

Brian Toris:"About time!"

Gnogglebolt:"Yes. I mentioned a 'goblin trial' several times?"

Gnogglebolt:"I was defending the goblins. She was a witness for the prosecution."

Barbarus:"Sorry. :/"

Thomas Lazarus:"Alright.. let's see about conjuring those parsley garlic potatoes." Thomas winds up for prayerin' time. :3

Terri Toris:"Hi!"

Barbarus:"But I could not rule out you being clever mercs."

Barbarus:"Welcome to the party! :D"

Papa:Papa bounds up as soon as Terri slides off his back and sniffs Smoke politely.


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles nervously once more.

Ian Toris:"I do hope we are not tardy for the festivities?"

Gnogglebolt:"I am worried that I've met rin twice under opposing circumstances, with the second worse than the last."

Sszeyl:"No no."

Sszeyl:"Just in time."


 * Vira Toris shyly sidles in, carrying a large tray of cookies.

Sszeyl:"Don't mind me while I drink down an ulcer." :|

Gnogglebolt:"I now fear for what the future may hold, if I meet her a third time."


 * Thomas Lazarus cracks one eye aside and smiles. "Welcome, indeed."

Vira Toris:"... Um..."


 * Vira Toris skitters up, puts the tray of cookies before Sszeyl, and retreats with a bow. "WemadetheseforyouMr.Sszeylhappyhousewarming."

Vira Toris:^^;;;;


 * Dr. Hatari clutches heart. Dx

Gnogglebolt:"All things considered, the next thing on Sszeyl's list should be having a dirt path paved out to this place."

Sszeyl:"Thank you, young miss. :3"

Gnogglebolt:"make it official."

Sszeyl:"Would you like some of Barbarus' fancy diner rolls?"

Edgar Alfarson:"Hopefully, nothing too bad will happen. As long as she's adventuring with us. We'll have to keep a closer eye on her."

Sszeyl:"Everyone, feel free to eat, drink, be merry, and wander."

TMG:(and that is so goshdarn adorable Gnogglebolt now hates these people for delaying his reunion with the torris' xD )


 * Thomas Lazarus spends a good long time humming lightly with closed eyes, gestuing in a slow vague trance before the table. After a bit, he opens his eyes and throws his hand up. A few plates of baked potatoes manifest with a soft pulse of light. :3

Thomas Lazarus:"--There."

Gnogglebolt:"So, you are leaving now, or staying for the offered invitation?"

Sszeyl:"Oh. So that's what a potatoe is. :o"

Ian Toris:"We certainly shall, Sir Sszeyl. Our brother Maximillian and Tharkiel Sunaxissor send their regards, and their regrets that they could not attend this evening."

Sszeyl:"Aww. I guess I'll have to provide some music alone."

Thomas Lazarus:"Not as nice as if I had cooked them myself. Or.. maybe better. But beggers can't be choosers, as they say. Thank you Pelor." ^^;

Sszeyl:"Though it seems my singing voice only appears when I'm making a point. :/"

Caelmus Hahalael:"Well, it would be rude to enter and then leave without at least having a little fun."

Tathi:"I say we get them all completely wasted and steal all of their stuff."

Tathi:".... what?"

Gnogglebolt:"Right then, follow me!"

Edgar Alfarson:The tall man laughs heartily!

Dr. Hatari:Looking kind of Garnet there, Tathi.

Ghostwish:oh god.. gnogglebolty.. we've never seen this side of you!

Ghostwish:XDTMG:...whu? o.O

TMG:I...I don't get it...

Ghostwish:"I say we get them all completely wasted and steal all of their stuff." "Right then, follow me!"

Laucian Siannodel:"... and when we came in, I though that the drow would be the one to worry about... not the wood elf."

TMG:X_X

TMG:xDSszeyl:"The keg has whiskey. None of that watered down mead stuff."

Tathi:"You were deftly mistaken, friend."

Sszeyl:"And here we have some vintage Drow mushroom wine, and Elven Moondrop."

Elros:Elros moves to get out of the way. Not that he wants to ahve to separate Tathi from angry drow, but he gets what Gnogglebolt -meant-

Sszeyl:"There is also tea, coffee, and some strange drink called chocolate."

Edgar Alfarson:"I'm afraid we only have trail rations to pass."


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms into his robe sleeves. "Well, it's lovely seeing you all again in good health, atleast."

Sszeyl:"It is -far- too sweet for me. And apparently hallucinigenic for Drow."

Thomas Lazarus:"We'll have to tell you about our adventure in Redtree."

Thomas Lazarus:"..But I have a feeling Gnogglebolt would scold me if I didn't let him tell it."

Terri Toris:"Ooh! You had more adventures?!" :D


 * Papa looks up...

Papa:Reflex save, Gnogglebolt!

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt walks into the main room, and instantly brightens.

Thomas Lazarus:"With giant demon canines and killer trees and devils themself..es." :3

Papa:POUNCE!

Gnogglebolt:"Torris--" (viluntary fail)

Gnogglebolt:\*voluntary

Papa:Hi! :D

Gnogglebolt:"Papa!"

Gnogglebolt:"You just love using your size as an excuse to bowl me over, don't you?"

Sszeyl:"Where are the rest of the guests, I wonder."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt tries to pick himself up off the ground.

Papa:What, me? Nooooooo =3=

Thomas Lazarus:"..And deadly.. rivers.. and jack-o-lantern kids. Gosh this sounds silly when I tell it back to myself." >.>


 * Papa allows this.

Papa::D* Terri Toris giggles.

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway...oh, telling them about our latest adventure?" Gnogglebolt says as he hears thomas.

Gnogglebolt:He then grins. "Well, don't let me stop you! Tell it in all silly detail!"

Thomas Lazarus:"Mmhmm. Just the choice spoilers."

Thomas Lazarus:"I should probably work on these potatoes~"

Terri Toris:"Awww, come onnnn, tell meeeee!"

Gnogglebolt:"Ohhhh, no you don't!" Gnogglebolt says, getting a wider grin.

Gnogglebolt:"Once you start telling a story, you have to finish it!"

Sszeyl:"Pardon me while I drink."

Thomas Lazarus:"Huhhhh whaaaatt~" Thomas pretends to ignore the protests and begins carving up the baked potatoes to recieve butter and such fixin's.

Ezer:Hey, you're a dog! I'm a cat! Haaaaaiiii! :D

Sszeyl:"Where is everyone else, Gnoggle?"

Sszeyl:Gulp.

Papa:*Oh hi you're new! :D Haaaaaiiiii! :D *

Sszeyl:??1d20+4 = 1 + 4 = 5?? Fort save!

Gnogglebolt:"Everyone else? And don't call me Gnoggle."

Dr. Hatari:Critical slosh!

Ezer:*sniffsniff* You smell of friendly dog. :3

Sszeyl:Sszeyl suddenly looks purple in the face.

Liatai:Roll Spot and Listen!

Ghostwish:that is... normal or abnormal? :P

Dr. Hatari:It's his party. He can drink if he wants to.

Tathi:??1d20+1+2 = 6 + 1 + 2 = 9?? listen and ??1d20+1+2 = 7 + 1 + 2 = 10?? spot for Tathi! ??1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10?? listen and ??1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11?? spot for Kor!

Gnogglebolt:Spot: ??1d20 = 3?? Listen: ??1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14??

Thomas Lazarus:Spot! ??1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7?? Listen! ??1d20+2 = 11 + 2 = 13??

Elros:spot ??1d20+11 = 9 + 11 = 20?? and listen ??1d20+11 = 7 + 11 = 18?? :B

Sszeyl:??1d20+5 = 12 + 5 = 17?? ??1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11??

Anise Berilan:"Pffft, you're gonna get sloshed in record time if you keep that up."

Barbarus:??1d20+4 = 7 + 4 = 11?? ??1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20??

Anise Berilan:"You gotta take it slow with wine."

Miron:??1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19?? Spot ??1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20?? Listen

Sszeyl:"Have people break into -your- house, steal -your- bathsoap, and accuse -you- of being a beast, then talk to me about drinking slow." :P

Sszeyl:He's giggling a bit as he talks.

Soup Cauldron:Where the heck did I come from?

Anise Berilan:"... The hell? Suddenly. Stew."

Dr. Hatari:wut =3=

Miron:Heh.. the Spindlethorns did accuse us of being beasts, eh, Anise? The only thing that was broken into, though was Baum's nose.

Anise Berilan:"Enough of that, Miron, I'm tryin' ta figure out where this pot of stew came from."

Miron:Pot of stew ?! *surprised gnome*

Sszeyl:"Smells like Lethiriss' cooking."

Dr. Hatari:It just might be the most clever Mimic ever.

Dr. Hatari:Be careful!

Liatai:XDBarbarus:"All the good pots of stew teleport in."

Miron:Everyone.. careful, mimis

VAE:fuck you hatari

VAE:you ust stole it as i was typong it up

Liatai:XD XD!

Dr. Hatari:Sorry sorry sorry. :B

VAE:youy are a bloody cubi!

Ian Toris:"Most unusual. I have never heard of teleporting victuals before."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt can't help but grin at Ian's vernacular.


 * Thomas Lazarus continues slicing potatoes - but with his limited materials on-hand, there's not exactly a lot he can do to distract himself from story time. "..Very well.. let's see."

Terri Toris:"Hey! You're tryin' to get out of tellin' the story! >:O"

Liatai:Listen checks. =3=

Gnogglebolt:"Oh yes, of course! Story, thomas, story!" Gnogglebolt says, shuffling back and forth almost like a child himself.

Sszeyl:??1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10??

Barbarus:??1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11??

Gnogglebolt:Though no child has a grin that devious.

Gnogglebolt:Listen: ??1d20+2 = 18 + 2 = 20??

Tathi:??1d20+1+2 = 8 + 1 + 2 = 11?? listen for the elf lady, and ??1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23?? listen for Kor!

Kor:RATDAR ONLINE SATCOM.

GM whispers to Ghostwish: For Kor - Maybe it was just your imagination. But you heard a little snicker from the doorway.

Kor:"Squeak."

Tathi:"There's someone at the door, making lewd jokes about Sszeyl in his underwear."

Tathi:There's that smirk again.

Thomas Lazarus:"When we set off north (or crap was that south? West?) -- well when we set off on the journey that I was very fortunately not leading, we found ourselves set upon by demon animals along the road. Red-eyed ravens that stunk of sulfur, and huge swaths of sinister wolves. Uhg. I remember seeing just their eyes in the shadows. How many of them did we put down by the end of it? Thirty?"

Gnogglebolt:"Hmm?" Gnogglebolt looks back towards the dorway.

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, hello! Ah...Rhylinar, is it? You were at Lethiriss' house when I and thomas came by about Trofim?"

Liatai:Wait, Gnogglebolt's never met Rhy. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:"Then we got to the poor people besieged up in the town. Scared to death and missing a good third of their folks to dissapearances and kidnappings. Now, mind you, I forget where we got the lead.." =3= "..but we just knew it was Jonah Restren turning people into statues. So we had Tathi seduce him."

TMG:he hasn't? o.o

Liatai:Thomas caught a glimpse of him, but nobody knows him but Sszeyl. ^^;

TMG:I couldn't sworn Rhylinar was present at one of his two visits...

Dr. Hatari:Neat token!

TMG:*could've

Sszeyl:"Rhylinar!"

Liatai:He was, but he was hiding. x3

Gnogglebolt:Scratch that then.

Sszeyl:"Get in here and drink with me."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolts eyes widen as he sees...another drow. "Ah, this is an invitee, Sszeyl?"

Sszeyl:"Behold, mushroom wine!"

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, so he is..."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"You started drinking without me?"


 * Thomas Lazarus continues wildly embellishing the story.

Sszeyl:"Yeah."

Sszeyl:"Some people broke down my nice new door upstairs."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt returns to storytime, though he keeps glancing back at the new drow.

Sszeyl:"Holed themselves in my bathroom."

Sszeyl:"Stole my apple blossom soap."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Zai and Leth are on their way."

Miron:Miron frowns at the entry of yet another drow.


 * Terri Toris listens raptly! :O

Sszeyl:"And then had the gall to acuse me of being as bad as Yazagh."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Damn. Popular guy, you are."

Thomas Lazarus:"And when we defeated the cockatrice and shook the answers from its master, we turned his victims back into flesh. There were a few other adventurers amongst them. After that, we joined up together and forged off into the deep forest to assult the source of the troubles. The evil witch ... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh something Briarclaw!"

Sszeyl:"Aren't I just?"

Sszeyl:Gulp.

Sszeyl:??1d20+4 = 15 + 4 = 19?? Fort save!


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs lightly and fusses with a potatoe. "Your brothers would probably be better storytellers than me~"


 * Rhylinar of Kenaghim chuckles. "Take it easy! The night's still young!"


 * Thomas Lazarus catches Rhylinar out of the corner of his eye, and double-takes.

Sszeyl:"Then why does it feel like it's been dragging on."

Thomas Lazarus:"Oh. Hello."

Terri Toris:"But you were there! You tell a better story!"

Barbarus:"I see people, inbound!"

Gnogglebolt:"Indeed. Do continue, sir thomas!" Wait, did that gnome just stick his tongue out--

Thomas Lazarus:"Hmmm~" He rubs his chin and muses again. "Alright.."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Ah, there they come. Come on, Sszey; you need to be lucid enough to introduce us around."

Sszeyl:Sszeyl clonks himself across the face with the Moondrop bottle.

Sszeyl:"I'm good."

Sszeyl:Le wobble stand.


 * Rhylinar of Kenaghim catches the bottle and peers at it, then whistles. "Light elf moondrop?"

Sszeyl:"A gift."

Sszeyl:"From my good friends."

Tathi:"Careful! It's strong stuff!" Tathi says.. and she's being wise to stay well away from the spirits this time.

Sszeyl:"Aren't they fabulous?"

Faerie:TMG/Gnogglebolt: At least they're ot biting their thumb at us. :P


 * Faerie wonders if he got that. >.>

Thomas Lazarus:"Oh what was the first thing.. mmm. More ravens in trees. Devious pit-traps. To be honest, it was really annoying! But when we got to the first bits of actual resistance, we knew we were on the right track. This druid.. had bred this alpha-wolf." He stands back and gestures seriously. "--Spanning from here--" He talks over a few paces and reaches "--to here."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"... Sszey, how much have you been drinking?" He sloshes the bottle a little and looks in.

Thomas Lazarus:"And of course who has to hug it to keep it off of the gnomes?" He rolls his eyes.

Sszeyl:"Lethiris, and Zairith of Castleton."

TMG:er...I didn't, actually >.>

Terri Toris:"Wooooow :O"

Sszeyl:"I part my threshold. Welcome to the festivities."

Sszeyl:"LiNeer, you intolerant flea bag, welcome in too."

Thomas Lazarus:"Oh. I remember them. I haven't seen them since Trofim."

Zairith of Aleanlyl:And here comes the half-drow and the snake woman, Lethiriss in a rather Oriental-looking dress. LiNeer is draped around Zairith's shoulders, and gives Sszeyl a flat look.

Faerie:TMG: Romeo and Juliet

Faerie::PRhylinar of Kenaghim:"Oh, so they get an introduction?" :P

TMG:uh...huh.

Sszeyl:"You snuck up on me while I was busy getting drunk."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Not the faithful brother who did the hard work and delivered the stew?"

Sszeyl:"You danged sneakything which is...sneaky."

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"You chose to do that yourself."

Thomas Lazarus:"--Anyways. :O" He rubs his chin again. "After a few more rogue druid agents and evil animals crossing our path, we found Jalzar the lizardfolk ambassador of the eastern tribe of - ahhhhhhhh.. x3"

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Only because Leth wouldn't let me touch the profiteroles."

Barbarus:"It's like that festival, only indoors. :B"

Thomas Lazarus:"And Luethil the berserker wild elf. :3"

Sszeyl:"Welcome welcome."


 * Thomas Lazarus waves politely to Zairith and Lethiriss.

Sszeyl:"So far we have booze."

Sszeyl:"Cookies."

Sszeyl:"Rolls."

Sszeyl:"And some candy, fruit, and more booze."

Lethiriss:"Ssspeaking of which!" Lethiriss hands off a plate stacked high with cream puffs. "Quickly, get them out of Rhylinar'ssss sssight."

Sszeyl:"Oh, and some lovely things called potatoes."

Miron:Miron frowns some more at the newcomers Drow.. more drow.. it goes bad to worse

Sszeyl:Le ninja them away.


 * Rhylinar of Kenaghim sidles away from Tathi to stand by the wall.

Sszeyl:They are placed on top of the keg Anise is guarding.

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:Oh I see what you did there. I'll get those pastries one way or another. =3=

Sszeyl:"Don't let any sneakythings through, okay?"

Sszeyl:"He wants the precious. But mustn't have it, aye?"

Sszeyl:"Ugh, I am so drunk. Just a minute."

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"I trust my brother did not manage to devour the entire pot of stew in the five minutes when it was out of our sight and in his possession?"

Sszeyl:"Oh, hello."

Sszeyl:"Go join the party. More food's just arrived."

Sszeyl:"More food's here, if you want some."

Sszeyl:Splish splash.

Sszeyl:Sszeyl comes back, looking slightly damp.

LiNeer:This table pleases me. It is mine. =3=

Sszeyl:"Welcome, all to the grand opening of the Mustering Cave hunting lodge."

LiNeer:Ohhhh... I recognize you, rat. Have you put on weight? >.3

LiNeer:Tasty~


 * Thomas Lazarus leans against the wall and falls back into Tombard mode. =3= "Mmmnn.. and after - yeah. They helped us find out exactly where the witch's lair was. There was quite a battle up there. One of the blighters was actually riding on a giant fiendish raven, casting spells down at us. And we'd have never found the entrance to her cave if Barbarus hadn't reached right through the illusion. They were waiting for us inside there - swirling icey mists and dramatic acoustics and all that kind of thing as we threw accusations back and forth. (Well. Mostly forth, actually.)"

Kor:Hiss sputter!

Terri Toris::OThomas Lazarus:"We were actually pretty rude." =3=;;

Thomas Lazarus:"But then - the den mother giant wolf attacked! Also, lightning bolts! Inside the cave! Witchcraft I suspect. =3="

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Sszeyl! You still havent told me who everyone is!"

Sszeyl:"That!"

Sszeyl:"That burnt gnome right there!"

Sszeyl:"That is Miron."

Sszeyl:"He's here under duress."

Ian Toris:"Druidic magics, I assume."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"..."

Sszeyl:"This is Barbarus...he's the one who was helping set this place up."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"That's a gnome?"

Miron:Your point?

Miron:*STARES*

Thomas Lazarus:"We had to struggle tooth and nail for every bloody inch of ground we got. And just when we thought we had her, she quaffs an invisibility elixir. We all very nearly panicked when Edaric, one of the adventurers we found, somehow reacts and plucks a certain invisible bird right out of the air."

Sszeyl:"That is ...I don't know her.

Sszeyl:"Anise Berilan:"Anise Berilan! Newest drunken master in Castleton!"

Sszeyl:"That's Elros, by the door. You already know Tom and Gnogglebolt."

Sszeyl:"Tathi of course, you recognise."

Thomas Lazarus:"What's more, we moved on after knocking her out only to find half of the missing townsfolk in cages. And there was an.." He glances to Gnogglebolt uncertainly. "Abishai? Devil?"

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Actually, I don't."

VAE:Wait.. papa has sneaked behind Miron?

Sszeyl:"That is Brian, and these little ones are his siblings."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt takes a moment to wave jauntily.

TMG:...

TMG:POUNCE! POUNCE NOW PAPA! :D

Sszeyl:"Tathi, she's the wood elf who warned us about the invasion."

Papa:>:D

Sszeyl:"Thomas is the priest of Pelor."

Sszeyl:"Gnogglebolt, Maizan."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"... Sszeyl, are you drunk enough that you're confusing me for my brother?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods to Thomas.

Thomas Lazarus:"--I don't know. It was huge and winged and had terrible claws and teeth. And it kept making fun of us and laughing as a dozen melting blobs of deformed men surged forth to claw at us."

Gnogglebolt:However, Thomas can see the lights in his eyes falter slightly as he approaches the next part of the story.

Thomas Lazarus:"Naturally I fought off everything and parried all his claw strikes and cut off his head. =3="

Sszeyl:"Did Zairith not tell you an army of wood and high elves was marching on Ezzebek?"

Ian Toris:"An abishai?" O.O

Sszeyl:"Going to genocide our people?"

Terri Toris:"Really? O.O"


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks.

Gnogglebolt:"Really really. It was...a very difficult fight."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Well, yeah, he told me that story. But not who his informant was."


 * Sszeyl points at Tahi.

Sszeyl:"That's her."

Sszeyl:"Now, follow me. :O"

Sszeyl:"Let's finish this tour, for once."

Sszeyl:"Someone keep an eye out for those halflings, aye?"

Thomas Lazarus:"..Mmm.. no, not completely really." He nods to Gnogglebolt. "It was a terrible struggle and a miracle none of us died. In fact.." He draws attention over to Miron with a covert finger point.


 * Terri Toris peeks.

Miron:Army marching on Ezzebek? Again? Oh well, not like anyone will miss the bastards.

Papa:POUNCE!

Miron:AARGH!

Sszeyl:"Miron, please practice on hiding your facial expressions."

Papa::DThomas Lazarus:"..A hell-hound was about to breathe fire on the captives and kill a man and a little girl. Our burnt friend there took a mortal blow and turned its head away at the last second."

Edgar Alfarson:"--!!"

Miron:*the gnome lies on the floor with the dog having pinned him... and is rather shaky*

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Knew I should have worn the hat." :/


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles a bit.

Miron:BLOODTHIRSTY WILD BEAST! GET OFF ME!


 * Terri Toris looks at Miron, wide-eyed... then collapses into giggles.

Sszeyl:"This junction here, is between the two bedrooms on the right, and the commons on the left."

Miron:*the gnome struggles under the dog*

Thomas Lazarus:"He sounded kind of like that at the time."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt snickers.

Sszeyl:"This here is one of those people who broke in earlier."

Papa:Hey now, I'm clearly a domesticated dog. =3=

Sszeyl:"Say hello, Rhy."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Hello, Rhy." :P

Miron:Domesticated? You are half the size of a cow! Wait, how come i am speaking with a dog?

Sszeyl:"This is the common room."

Caelmus Hahalael:"-- !!"

Laucian Siannodel:"-- !!"

Sszeyl:"Over by the next door is Flint."

Miron:*gets up, then lurches into a corner*


 * Dr. Hatari contemplates rolling a Monk just to periodically emote "*PUNCH* =3="

Sszeyl:"A friend of Miron's."


 * Flint Carthan gives a hesitant wave.

Sszeyl:"And these are more of the people who broke in."

Sszeyl:"And that gray-haired one is the one what swiped the soap. :O"

Miron:Bloody dogs.. why do they always target me?

Sszeyl:"Another junction, between the stairs, and two more bedrooms."

Smoke::3Miron:0_0

Miron:*tiptoes backwards*

Sszeyl:"And two more people who broke in earlier."

Papa::3Sszeyl:"Say hello. :o"

Miron:S..stay! both of you! Handle Animal ??1d20 = 8?? untrained

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"You had a regular adventuring troupe break in, huh?"

Thomas Lazarus:"Let's see... after that... we rescued all the people aaaand we were about to set out. And then there was suddenly a tornado right outside. Seriously, like, I know how silly this story sounds."

Sszeyl:"Yep."

Thomas Lazarus:"But honest. =3="

Rin Brenin:O.O

Sszeyl:"Let's pray the bear's still sleeping."

TMG:Oh, Rin's still here? xD

Smoke:Haha, no. :B

TMG:Oh. :B

Papa:Wrong skill. :B

TMG:OH. xD

Papa:*DOUBLE-POUNCE*

Miron:*Keeps flipping one and other direction*

Miron:G..get away! I... someone call them off!

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt glances back at the sudden commotion...and sees Miron being tackled by both dogs at once. He laughs out loud.

Smoke:Bwahaha! We have you now! Now you shall face... DEATH BY SNUGGLES AND LICKING!

Papa:A masterful plan! >:D

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, miron! Be a gnome for once!" xD

Miron:..Argh.. .the gnome stubles on Papa as he attemps to retreat.

Ghostwish:time for me to skedaddle folks. :Ghostwish::{Sszeyl:"Another junction. Bathroom up top, and the laundry/tanning room southly."

Liatai:Aw!

Sszeyl: (( Seeya. ))


 * Thomas Lazarus helps himself to a roll and a bit of booze. He smiles to Zairith and Lethiriss. "Well. How are you two doing? Is Trofim well?"

Liatai:See ya. :3

TMG:ohboyz, tathi possession shenanigans?

Thomas Lazarus:Fort! ??1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17??

Dr. Hatari:Take it easy, Ghost.

Sszeyl:"This is the bathroom."

TMG:and yeah, seeya ghost

Miron:S..since when has being a gnome involved dealing with *this* !?

Sszeyl:"Nice, isn't it?"

Miron:*worried look*

Lethiriss:"Ssss... he isss well. He issss on hisss way to the temple."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"A lot more impressive than I thought it would be."

Papa::3Gnogglebolt:"You really are a dwarf, aren't you?" Gnogglebolt says, sticking his tongue out at Miron.

Sszeyl:"And this is the backyard."

Thomas Lazarus:"That's good to hear. I hope he finds his calling there. I still find it rather remarkable that he had a talent for divine magic without any outside instruction. He must be remarkable strong-willed."

Flint Carthan:"Smoke!" Flint whistles.

Miron:*covers the cave-wall with his back* I..i warn you! g..get away! Shoo!

Sszeyl:"The cave directly opposite us houses a bear."


 * Smoke perks his ears up and trots away.

Sszeyl:"And over to the right is a winding cave with one room in it."

Sszeyl:"Been trying to think of what I'll be doing with that one."

Ghostwish is disconnected.

Miron:Miron waits, then *carefully* slips away from Papa.

Miron:Seriously, those huge dogs are scary.

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Guest cave?"

Sszeyl:"Possibly. But so close to that bear?"

VAE:also, miron's token walljammed

Sszeyl:"I'm trying to find a local druid to relocate him."

Sszeyl:"But they all keep trying to set me on fire. :["

Miron:*notices stranger*

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"You know, I might have a contact that could help you with that problem."

Miron:Who are ya>

Sszeyl:"Oh, thanks."

Edgar Alfarson:"Edgar Alfarson... disciple of Kord. Who are you?"

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Don't thank me yet; I said 'might.'"

Miron:Inquisitor Miron Steelsprocket, archivist.

Sszeyl:"I was thanking you for the offer itself."

Sszeyl:"...I probably wouldn't be asking this if I wasn't partially drunk."

Sszeyl:"But...do you know of any geologically specialized Druids around here?"

Terri Toris:"So, then what happened? :O"

Thomas Lazarus:??1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18?? Fort save versus drink!

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Not personally."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Why?"

Sszeyl:"I'm looking for a cavern on the same size scale as Ezzebek."


 * Rhylinar of Kenaghim double-takes.

Thomas Lazarus:"Wellll. Actually, that was about it. The whole journey took about.. hmm. What, six, eight days?"

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"... Why?"

Sszeyl:"On the off chance the Order doesn't take my final report."

Thomas Lazarus:"We were sleeping at such strange hours. I'm afraid I got a little lost in the commotion."

Sszeyl:"If they violate their own mandate, I'll try to take as many of our people away from them as I can."

Elros:"Six or seven. You lose track, really."

Terri Toris:"What happened with the tornado?" :O

Thomas Lazarus:"Afterwords we managed to get those people back to their homes, safe and sound. For the most part."


 * Thomas Lazarus nods to Elros.

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"..."

Thomas Lazarus:"All that trecking through the canopy, and the storm cover. Couldn't even see the blessed Sun half the time."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"What do you mean by violating their own mandate, exactly?"

Sszeyl:"Article one of the Charter of Orgolloyss."

Sszeyl:"We exist to serve the betterment of The People."

Sszeyl:"If there -is- a better way than the Way of Fear, then they have to take it, or violate that article."

Thomas Lazarus:"Just have to make sure everything works out for the last little homeless girl." He glances away in thought. "She's a little younger than you three, I think. Still staying in Castleton for now."


 * Rhylinar of Kenaghim looks out over Sszeyl's 'backyard,' listening.

Ian Toris:"Has she a family, albeit an adoptive one?"

Terri Toris:"I dunno what I'd do without family..."


 * Thomas Lazarus nods once. "Another one of the captives we rescued has taken to looking after her. He's done a very good job of it so far."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"... Heh. Idealistic to the last."

Sszeyl:"You're right."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Not that that's a bad thing."

Sszeyl:"Likely, I won't be given the chance to preach my way."

Sszeyl:"They'll declare me a failure, and have my head on a pike."

Thomas Lazarus:"It's a shame. Every time I'll ever think of that adventure, I'll remember that, and know that it was far from a victory. But atleast we stopped the evil going on up there. No one else has to die." He sighs.

Ian Toris:"You vanquished an abishai. That, in and of itself, is a grand victory."


 * Thomas Lazarus mumbles, "Pardon - that ended on a pretty sour note, didn't it?"

Ian Toris:"The fewer fel agents of Tiamat present upon our plane of existence, the better it will be for all."


 * Thomas Lazarus raises his brow. "Is that what he was? Gracious, you know far more about it than I've ever heard."

Ian Toris:"We are servants of the Lord of the North Winds," the boy says with a small bow.

Sszeyl:"Now, we have a party to get back to."

Sszeyl:"Watch them have hidden the booze."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Right. This isn't party talk."


 * Rhylinar of Kenaghim laughs.

Thomas Lazarus:"...Hmmm..." He seems thoughtful a moment before gathering and filling a few cups.

Thomas Lazarus:"Pardon me a bit."


 * Terri Toris sidles over to Zairith, who has been looking at the gathering suspiciously.


 * Terri Toris speaks in Draconic. Who speaks it?

Gnogglebolt:I do

Terri says in Draconic: "Mister. Papa tells me you've done some bad things."

Terri says in Draconic: "You're not going to do any bad things here, are you?"

Thomas Lazarus:"Well, Ed. I didn't thank you for hearing me out and keeping everything from falling to bloodshed, yet." He offers the round of drinks.

Miron:Miron does too.. but he's too far


 * Faerie is going to need to afk to do dishes soon if we're not stopping. >.>;


 * Terri Toris looks serious.

Thomas Lazarus:"So. Thanks." He smirks.

Sszeyl:"Everyone having fun?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt's ears twitch, but he otherwise wanders around the room, muching some food.


 * Edgar Alfarson laughs and accepts. "To our patrons."

Sszeyl:Sszeyl looks out the door and wrings his hands."


 * Zairith of Aleanlyl looks down at the little girl and replies in the same tongue.

Barbarus:"They'll be here, man. Just be patient. |3"

Zairith says in Draconic: "I assure you, little girl. That is the farthest thing from my mind."

Terri says in Draconic: "Good."

Thomas Lazarus:"Quite so." He invites Miron to join in. |3

Golden Clover Ambassador:"Helloooo~!"

Thomas Lazarus:"Personally, I would have bet on us if it did come down to blows, though." ??1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21?? Fort!

VAE:fun bit is that the other guy never said a word after Miron mentioned he's an inquisitor

Sszeyl:"Oh thank the scale."

Liatai:Blame the DM. :B

Sszeyl:"I was afraid you'd decided to not come. :x"

Dr. Hatari:Lia might have just missed it. :B

VAE:It reminds me of Exterminatus Now

Dr. Hatari:There are like a million peoples. :B

VAE:you know, the paranoid guy


 * Edgar Alfarson laughs heartily and raises his glass. ??1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19??

Sszeyl:"Welcome to the grand opening."

Miron:Miron gets a shot himself ??1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25??


 * Dr. Hatari still plays Pure Imagination. |B

Edgar Alfarson:"You said you were an inquisitor, Miron. A mace of Cuthbert?"

Sszeyl:"We've had a fair number of guests arrive and bring food and drink."

Miron:Indeed...

Sszeyl:"And....and a break in. :x"

Thomas Lazarus:"Say.. should we all try to beat Anise?"

Miron:There's about two more of us here- Anise and Flint.

Golden Clover Ambassador:"Then we're not the only ones to bring food! Fantastic!"

Sszeyl:"Nothing was stolen, and the intruders have joined the party. But the back door's not so secure anymore."

Golden Clover Ambassador:Goodness gracious. That's the longest sandwich you've ever seen.

Miron:Oh, a drinking contest with her?

Sszeyl:It is.

Thomas Lazarus:"Maybe if it was all of us. Heh."

Miron:Pfft.. Thomas.. you aim high!

Thomas Lazarus:"Maybe I have ulterior motives?" He smirks and finishes off his drink.

Golden Clover Ambassador:"Where do you want this?"

Miron:Ulterior motives? I think when it ends you won't remember them.

Sszeyl:"Over on the table, between the cookies and the fancy rolls."

Thomas Lazarus:"Sounds likely!"

Sszeyl:"Thank you for coming. :3"

Sszeyl:"Have some whiskey? Or Moondrop?"

Miron:But... i can't say the idea doesn't seem entertaining enough... washing out the memories of Redtree n'all

Sszeyl:"We have some mushroom wine, but it's a Drow drink, so you might not wish for it."

Liatai:BRB, sacred canine duty.

Thomas Lazarus:"Haha -maybe we could get Barbarus and Tathi in on it."

Faerie:...I'm going to do the dishes.

Barbarus:"I smell someone talking about me."

Faerie:(Like I'll be missed anyway. >.>;;)

Dr. Hatari:^^;

Sszeyl: (( Seeya! ))

Miron:Heh, or Flint.. nah, one of us should be guarding..Young Tathi and the catfolk arent' much drinkers either.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt waves to the halflings as they arrive and mill about.

Edgar Alfarson:"You can sign me up for this," the man says with a wicked gleam in his eye and a grin. "That Anise looks like she'd be stout competition."

Miron:That she is, man...that she is!

Thomas Lazarus:"Expect to be destroyed." He closes his eyes and huffs with a smile.

Edgar Alfarson:"Bah! What kind of priest of Kord the Mighty would I be if I backed down from a worthy challenge?!" He laughs.


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs and returns to the main room.

Miron:Flint's a kord worshipper too... and he doesn't dare tryin' to outdrink Anise :Sszeyl:"Zairith? You still being a tryant lizard grump? :3"

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"I beg your pardon?"

Thomas Lazarus:"Yo! Anise!" >:3

Sszeyl:"Sorry. -tyrant- lizard grump." :3


 * Rhylinar of Kenaghim starts to enter... then notices Miron and turns around.

Sszeyl:"Bit tipsy. Getting my wording mixed up."

Thomas Lazarus:"As representatives of the churches, we three challenge you to the title of drinking avatar." >:3

Anise Berilan:>:3

Miron:*looks at the drow with suspicion.. that one's up to no good*

Sszeyl:"Miron, stop terrorizing the guests. :O"

Anise Berilan:"You dare to challenge the master~?"

Sszeyl:"And Zairith, you have some fun. You hear me?"

Edgar Alfarson:"We dare!"

Anise Berilan:"Bring it!"

Miron:We indeed dare! Saint Cuthbert favours the brave of spirit!

Sszeyl:"Which reminds me."

Thomas Lazarus:"Reckless abandon time." |D

Miron:And well.. whiskey is a spirit, isn't it brothers?

Edgar Alfarson:"Ha! You're right!"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt glances over at the people pumping up for a drinking contest.

Thomas Lazarus:"Indeed. We're masters of all matters spiritual. This is our duty!"


 * Brian Toris steers Vira away. -.-

Gnogglebolt:There's no way this can end well. Gnogglebolt grins.

Sszeyl:"As the host, I feel it is my duty to over see this drinking contest. :O"

Sszeyl:"And remind you that all vomiters will be tormented relentlessly during hangover."

Brian Toris:It's funny. There's only one cleric not involved in this thing who's present at this gathering. =3=


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks. "Anybody else?"

VAE:Priests and booze always went together

Dr. Hatari:It seems so right, in some wrong way.


 * Papa looks like he's considering it... then just sits. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:"Alright, then. Choose your weapon, Anise." |3

Faerie:And, I'm back.

Faerie:Not being a ninja, guys.

Faerie:o.o

TMG:Big drinking contest about to start. x3

Anise Berilan:"Right, what's the rules? Rapid-fire, or just who can drink the most without falling over?"

Miron:We let the lady choose :3

Liatai:Remember, you take a -1 on all Fort saves to resist alcohol's effects per drink per hour. =3=

Elros:Elros shrugs. Drinking contest, why not. Has he had alcohol before? ...who knows.

Thomas Lazarus:"Whatever's traditional." >:3

Thomas Lazarus:Uh oh. Famous last words.

Anise Berilan:"Barkeep! We need a line of shots, pronto! We'll have a race!"

Gnogglebolt:OOC | "I feel like I'm in a college frat party and I'm the designated driver..." |OOC


 * Thomas Lazarus ushers Elros over. |D

VAE:bwahahah]]

Sszeyl:SHAZAM

Anise Berilan:"First one to down seven shots and stay the most sober wins. Sobriety gets judged by our good judge over there."

Thomas Lazarus:"Drink for a chance at the drinking goddess title, Elros." |D

Sszeyl:Line of shots.

Anise Berilan:"Who's got a timer or a good steady count?"

Sszeyl:"Gnogglebolt!"

Gnogglebolt:...

Elros:Elros isn't convinced he wants to be a goddess. But sure, whatever.

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt is quite hesitant to participate in this, but what the heck. x3

Barbarus:"Right, he has a watch!"

Anise Berilan:"Timekeeper!"

Gnogglebolt:"I've got a timer!" he pulls out his pocketwatch.

Anise Berilan:"Excellent! Who's gong first?"

Gnogglebolt:"Can't believe I'm doing this..."

Miron:we should go by age

Liatai:-Rules- Roll seven Fort saves. The first one has no penalty. The second has a -1 penalty. The third has a -2 penalty, and so on.

Miron:Who's how old?

Thomas Lazarus:"How many times in a lifetime do you get to break in your Drow friend's house with good karma?" |D

Liatai:The more saves you succeed on, the better the score.

Thomas Lazarus:"Twenty-eight."

Elros:"Age going up, or age going down? And 49."


 * Thomas Lazarus seems shocked at Elros. O_o

Liatai:Should a tie be present, it will be decided via a last Fort save with a -7 penalty.

Elros:Elros raises an eyebrow at Thomas. Hm?

Liatai:Whoever has the highest score, wins!

Miron:147 here...


 * Thomas Lazarus double-takes at Miron. o_O;;


 * Anise Berilan laughs! "Old enough to know a lady never gives her real age!"

Sszeyl:"She goes first. =3="

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, come now thomas, you're not even druk yet."

Gnogglebolt:"You -know- you humans are about the shortest-lived race."

Edgar Alfarson:"Twenty-two, here."

Miron:Anise.. since when you were a lady? :3

Thomas Lazarus:"Ah-hah!" He claps Edgar's shoulder. "Got one up on somebody."

Anise Berilan:"Eh, good point. Thirty-one goin' on twenty-one again."

TMG:"Look, I just thought that talking to a woman would help put her at ease."

TMG:"I'm not sure Fi counts, Mike."

Liatai:XDVAE:er/

VAE:where's that from?

TMG:Yes, you know that one, Liatai ;)

Liatai:Burn Notice. TV show.

TMG:Burn Notice

Anise Berilan:"We going oldest first, or youngest first?"


 * Sszeyl flips a platinum.

Miron:Doesn't matter to me... some guy said that first will be last anyways :3

Sszeyl:??1d2 = 1?? 1 oldest, two youngest.

Sszeyl:"Oldest first."

Anise Berilan:"MIRON!"

Anise Berilan:"Set the bar for the rest of us!" >:3

Miron:The inquisitor grins, then takes his first shot ??1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17??

Liatai:The DC is 11. Roll the rest of those scores!

Elros:Elros takes a swig of...whatever it is that's being served. ??1d20+3 = 4 + 3 = 7?? fort save.

Liatai:It's whiskey.

Elros:Elros is, apparently, a lightweight.

Liatai:x3Sszeyl: (( By a man named Jack Daniel. ))

Miron:Now, that was getting ready! {1d20+6] [1d20+5] He pauses for a moment... it writes, it really does! [1d20+4] [1d20+3] [1d20+2] And for the lasht one.. [1d20+1]

Miron:Now, that was getting ready! ??1d20+6 = 17 + 6 = 23?? ??1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21?? He pauses for a moment... it writes, it really does! ??1d20+4 = 16 + 4 = 20?? ??1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22?? ??1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19?? And for the lasht one.. ??1d20+1 = 10 + 1 = 11??

Liatai:Miron gets a perfect score so far!

VAE:oh wow

Liatai:Remember your score, Miron; you have a score of 7.

Sszeyl:"Miron...recite the first verse of You are Old, Father William."

Thomas Lazarus:"Pretty good for a century under your belt."

VAE:blah

VAE:what's he to recite?

Anise Berilan:"Right, you next, half-elf!"

VAE:Remember, am eastern europan

Miron:Recite first verse of *what* ?

Meany:http://thinks.com/words/nonsense/william.htm

Meany::3Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt dutifully keeps time with his watch, acalling the 'start!" moments

Elros:Oh, right, he should probably have the rest of those drinks too. ??1d20+2 = 15 + 2 = 17?? ??1d20+1 = 13 + 1 = 14?? ??1d20 = 1?? ??1d20-1 = 10 - 1 = 9?? ??1d20-2 = 17 - 2 = 15?? ??1d20-3 = 14 - 3 = 11??

Miron:Hm... would it be enough to name four different sorts of undead?

Liatai:OOF. XD


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs.

Sszeyl:"Elros, you too."

Liatai:Elros' score is 4.

Anise Berilan:"Hey, now, you gotta pick something they know!"

Sszeyl:"Hmm."

Miron:Skeleton, Zombie, Ghoul, Charnel Hound?

Faerie:...umm...something I could actually know, too? ^^;;

Sszeyl:"Solve this riddle, then."

Thomas Lazarus:"Haha, yes." |D

Sszeyl:"All about the house, with his lady he dances. Yet he always works, and never romances. What is he?"

Faerie:Liatai: ...and how drunk would one be with a score of 4?

Sszeyl:"For Elros..."

Anise Berilan:Anise sits before the shots, takes a deep breath (looking almost zen about it), then starts the shots in rapid-fire! ??1d20+12 = 7 + 12 = 19?? ??1d20+11 = 6 + 11 = 17?? ??1d20+10 = 16 + 10 = 26?? ??1d20+9 = 10 + 9 = 19?? ??1d20+8 = 19 + 8 = 27?? ??1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16?? ??1d20+6 = 4 + 6 = 10??

VAE:wow

Liatai:Ooooooooooh. >:D

Liatai:A score on 6!

VAE:she failed one.. Miiron is better


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Anise a scrutinous look while she commences drowning.

Sszeyl:"A father's child, a mother's child, and yet no one's son."

Sszeyl:"Anise..."

Anise Berilan:"Aaaah!" She sets down the last glass. "Good stuff. Nice burn to it."

Sszeyl:"What has black spots and a white face, is fat not thin, and helps you to win, but tumbles all over the place?"

Anise Berilan:"You go ahead, Tom. I gotta think on this one." :d

Thomas Lazarus:He takes up his first shot and lingers. "I have this uncanny feeling.. like this isn't the first time I've made a complete ass of myself trying to beat you at your game. Hmph." He smirks a bit and goes for broke. ??1d20+6 = 4 + 6 = 10?? ??1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19?? ??1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24?? ??1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22?? ??1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18?? ??1d20+1 = 7 + 1 = 8?? ??1d20 = 10??


 * Thomas Lazarus coughs a bit after the last one and winces.

Sszeyl:"Thomas."

Liatai:A score of 4 for Tom!

Sszeyl:"An openended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!"


 * Thomas Lazarus recoils with a look of silly disgust and blinks a few times.

Thomas Lazarus:"There are kids about."

Edgar Alfarson:And finally, the newcomer! ??1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19?? ??1d20+6 = 20 + 6 = 26?? ??1d20+5 = 4 + 5 = 9?? ??1d20+4 = 7 + 4 = 11?? ??1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12?? ??1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19?? ??1d20+1 = 19 + 1 = 20??

Elros:Elros stumbles slightly, and catches himself by leaning on the big keg. If the blush on his face is any indication, he's in no state to be solving riddles.

Sszeyl:"Just answer the riddle. :B"

Sszeyl:"You man...lessee."

Anise Berilan:"Aw heeeeell. Who decided he'd be the judge, anyway."

Sszeyl:"There is an ancient invention still used in some parts of the world today that allows people to see through walls. What is it?"

Edgar Alfarson:"That one's easy. A window!"

Sszeyl:"The fact that it's my whiskey you're drinking did. :P"

Sszeyl:"And an answer!"


 * Thomas Lazarus snickers. "This is ridiculous - I couldn't answer this sober."


 * Sszeyl points at Thomas.

Sszeyl:"A thimble."

Anise Berilan:"You're tellin' me." :d


 * Thomas Lazarus seems amused. |D

Sszeyl:"Anise? Miron? Elros?"

Anise Berilan:"Arrr.... what the hell is itttttt. Miiiiron. You're the book guy. Help me out."

Miron:What did he ask ya?

Anise Berilan:"What has black spots and a white face, is fat not thin, and helps you to win, but tumbles all over the place?"

Miron:A die, i'd say

Thomas Lazarus:"A checkered.. flag?" D|

Elros:Elros seriously debates breaking out into showtunes. But, he's more of a quiet drunk. He seems like he's trying to think of an answer, but using ENIAC to do it.

Anise Berilan:"Damn, that's clever!"

Miron:Played with them often enough... and unless you're playin cards, no way you'll win without rolling one

Sszeyl:"Correct."

Anise Berilan:"Better at fightin' drunk than riddlin' drunk anyway... though I'm more tipsy than drunk right now."

Sszeyl:"Miron, Elros?"

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt just keeps shaking his head at all the goings-on

Miron:'ey now... not like i remember some silly poems.. let's see

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"A daughter."

Miron:*flips out his book and does a search *- Knowledge/int check ??1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10??

Dr. Hatari:If only AT-4 were here.

Sszeyl:"That was Elros' question, Zairith. =3="

Dr. Hatari:"WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT. CEASE AND ELABORATE."

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"It seemed they were seeking the input of others. In any case, the half-elf is clearly in no state to answer riddles."

Sszeyl:"Yeah, I noticed."

Elros:"...I...go with...that..."

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"... Besides. You did tell me to have fun." The half-drow smirks and leans back in his chair.


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs heartily.

Sszeyl::3Sszeyl:"Miron?"

Liatai:Repost - "All about the house, with his lady he dances. Yet he always works, and never romances. What is he?"

Thomas Lazarus:"Huhhn.. a broom? |D"

Sszeyl:"Correct."

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"Quite clever, templar."


 * Thomas Lazarus snaps.

Sszeyl:"Edgar."

Thomas Lazarus:"Now if only it was my question."

Sszeyl:"You have won the title of Goddess of the Booze."

Sszeyl:"Have fun trying to live it down."


 * Thomas Lazarus claps the priest on the shoulder. "Good work goddess."


 * Edgar Alfarson breaks into raucous laughter!

Miron:Good indeed!

Anise Berilan:"Stupid riddles. I demand a rematch!"

Miron:A rematch? >:3

Sszeyl:"Have Gnoggle as your judge this time then. =3="

Thomas Lazarus:"I'm out. Before I really mess myself up. Heh."

Gnogglebolt:"Oh, no judging for me."

Elros:Elros never really did answer his riddle. So...nyeh. |b

Gnogglebolt:"In fact, it seems to be getting late...time to head back to Castleton?"

Anise Berilan:"Better save it for a time when the lightweights aren't stumbling around."

Gnogglebolt:"Barbarus, looks like you and I have humaoid herding duty."

Sszeyl:=3=

Barbarus:"Joy. =3="

Barbarus:"Raptuous joy."


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks. "I bet this isn't the story you expected to bring back from this adventure, Ed."

Edgar Alfarson:"Not in the slightest!"

Edgar Alfarson:"But it's a better story, overall."

Elros:Hey, Elros sin't stumbling...he's quite pleasantly clung to the edge of the keg. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus nods and half-heartedly salutes.

Sszeyl:"Now what's this madness about me parading around in my underwear, Zairith? =3="


 * Edgar Alfarson returns the salute.

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"What?"


 * Sszeyl thumb points at Tathi.


 * Lethiriss giggles. Sss-ss-ssss!

Dr. Hatari:x3Sszeyl:"She heard mutterings about that when y'all were coming down the tunnel."

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"I can most wholeheartedly assure you I said no such thing." :/

Sszeyl:"Rhylinar. =3="

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"Rhylinar."

Sszeyl:"I should of know this madness was hisi doing."

Sszeyl:"You're not insane enough."

Sszeyl:"Yet. We'll fix that later."

Zairith of Aleanlyl:"You would be surprised."

Sszeyl:??1d20+4 = 15 + 4 = 19?? Preform singing check!


 * Lethiriss drapes on Zairith. Ssss~ ssso ssssilly...

Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, come barbarus, let us gather all those who traveled with us..."

Sszeyl:"Rhylinar!"

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Sszeyl!"

Sszeyl:"I can smell those cream puffs on your breath!"

Gnogglebolt:"We're probably going to have to dump everyone at an inn, though. I can cover the cost."

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Lies and slander!" ??1d20+13 = 6 + 13 = 19?? Bluff...

Thomas Lazarus:"D'aw, it's not that bad."

Sszeyl:??1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14?? Wis check!

Sszeyl:So close. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:"I'll probably just take a while longer to get out of this armor than usual." Sway. =3=

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:Sorry, mate. When you tried to Sense Motive on an ECL 12 rogue, you'd already lost. =3=

Gnogglebolt:"Thomas, I could walk between your legs without you noticing. In fact, I just did."

Thomas Lazarus:"I suppose humility is a virtue.." He rubs his chin.

Thomas Lazarus:"Children, remember with your clerics and teachers."

Thomas Lazarus:"Do as they say - not as they do."

Sszeyl:"Now what's this madness about me wandering in my underwear? The bulk of the party seems to be over and I'd like to know if rumors about me are already spreading. =3="


 * Thomas Lazarus nods sagely.


 * Terri Toris giggles!

Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"What?"

Gnogglebolt:"Yes yes, come on friend, out to the nice carraige for a ride back home..."

Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt helps guide Thomas out to the carriage, then returns to the cave to get someone else.


 * Thomas Lazarus heads out. "Goodbye Sszeyl. Thanks for inviting us~"

Sszeyl:"You're welcome!"

GM:Let's get some nominations rolling, shall we?

Gnogglebolt:"Alright, come on Elros, let's go..."

Meany:TATHI.

TMG:ah, okay. x3

Meany:Drunk off yer ass.

Dr. Hatari:Elros rolls initiative.

Meany:KOR.

Meany:Cruel and unusual punishment.

Meany:ELROS.

Dr. Hatari:*snrk*

Meany:Lolnope drinking contest.

TMG:Thomas; Storytime!

Meany:Seconded!

Meany:THOMAS.

Meany:THE BRITISH ARE COMING!

Liatai:XDDr. Hatari:Hee~

TMG:wut? o.O

TMG:I...do not remember this...

Dr. Hatari:Anise.. *wags fist* I'll get you someday. D|

Meany:Tech, you fail american history.

Elros:Ititiative! ??1d20+3 = 13 + 3 = 16??

Liatai:That whole situation worked out better than I thought it would. XD

TMG:No, I know the reference! xD

VAE:Nominations?

Elros:So drunk, even his player can't spell right.

TMG:(though that's really an urban legend)

Meany:MIRON.

VAE:Sszeyl for troll riddles

Liatai:"GUYS WE'RE SURROUNDED BY MERCENARIES D: " That.

TMG:Oh, -that-

TMG:got it. x3

VAE:Gnogglebolt for defusing a "situation"

Meany:You consumate grump, you.

Meany:GNOGGLEBOLT

Meany:Least drunk person in the room.

Meany:Including the children.

Dr. Hatari:Let's see. Meany for the usual map props.

TMG:Oh yes. Miron. the Not-Gnome. NO sense of humor. x3

Dr. Hatari:Miron for Dog'd.

VAE:now, you try having a sense of humour when accosted by HUGE dogs

Smoke:Hey, compared to Papa, I'm not that big. :B

VAE:you aren't ? Come on! your token's even bigger!

Papa::BTalro:Dogs.

Talro:So asinine.

Ezer:Cat! :D

Dr. Hatari:As an aside, there was plenty more I'd have liked to indulge during that Jolena scene. I was honestly just pretty self-conscious of dragging the spotlight onto her for the first half of the game, and wented to get the others back in play. ^^;

Arethi:Hawk!

Dr. Hatari:Oh yeah.

Meany:I nominate everyone.

Meany:For.

LiNeer:Perfection incarnate. =3=

Dr. Hatari:Meany for making me laugh many times with Sszeyl diplomacy.

Meany:THIRD LONGEST SESSION EVER.

VAE:And last nomination

Faerie:Really only third?

VAE:Thomas, for masters of matters spiritual

VAE:that was hillarious

Meany:"Shall I sing of rainbows and kittens?!"

Dr. Hatari:I'm with Liatai. That worked better than expected. It was originally just another hair-brained scheme to top the drunken master. |3

Meany:Bow chikka bow wo.

Dr. Hatari:With typical results. |B

Dr. Hatari:BOOM FLOORED.

Meany::BAnise Berilan:Friendly rivalry? :3

Dr. Hatari:Hmmm.

TMG:sorry, getting quite distracted, mom's talking to me.

Dr. Hatari:I feel like there's more, but I'm out of ideas for noms.

Liatai:So, how did it feel to be on the other side of the adventuring table? :B

Dr. Hatari:Atleast it wasn't the BG group.

VAE:who was on the other side of adventuring table?

Meany:Three words.

Meany:"MY. DAMN. DOOR!!!"

Liatai:XDVAE:also, did anyone actually catch the crappy drunken wish that miron recited ? :3

Liatai:I did! x3

Meany:Shame Rhy missed out.

Dr. Hatari:Rin begins arguing with Ed spontaneously. "Matt daggers don't deal d8's you're fucking stupid."

Meany:And that none of the others decided to join.

Dr. Hatari:I was happy to ring Elros into it. |3

Liatai:Rhy was actually feeling super awkward at this party. :B

VAE:heh, with Miron staring wherever he moved

TMG:So, who's getting a mini-session tomorrow?

TMG:Doing stuff during the week in between arriving at Castleton and this party?

Dr. Hatari:... You know. Rhy is probably going to hit level 20 way before we're topped off. What a strange thought. :.

Liatai:... You know what's the funny bit.

Liatai:I just realized, I had the member of that group with a Wis of SEVEN be the one to first believe you guys. :B

VAE:hee

Dr. Hatari:Hahaha

VAE:that makes sense

TMG:x3Dr. Hatari:When you had me roll that diplomacy check, I was all like, "FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF--*checks spells* D:"

Liatai:Fortunately, you had circumstantial modifiers on your side. x3

Meany:Shame about the wild half elf though.

Meany:However.

Meany:I will look forward to the verbal ass kicking to ensue from this. :3

Dr. Hatari:Zairith does not approve maximum?

Meany:Sszeyl does not appreciate assassins.

Meany:=3=;;

Zairith of Aleanlyl:Please. I approve. As long as you don't come stumbling back with your guts hanging out.

TMG:So, EXP? Ghost can be told his tomorrow...

Dr. Hatari:I guess they did kind of crash your housewarming party to kill you based on someone's racism.

TMG:or we can just get it all tomorrow when we all get on for mini-sessions.

Dr. Hatari:You were actually quite the gentleman about it.

Liatai:EXP can be given out tomorrow, when Ghost can give his noms.

Dr. Hatari:It was amusing.

TMG:Mkay.

VAE:oh well

Dr. Hatari:Hmmm... mini-sessions.

Meany:If only that man had not been restrained.

Meany:Boot to the heads for everyone.,

Meany:=3=

Dr. Hatari:That was a woman. :B

Liatai:XDMeany:I'm trying to be insulting.

Dr. Hatari:An elf woman, granted.

Meany:=3=

Dr. Hatari:*deja vu* =3=


 * Liatai adds another token to the "gods-damned androgynous elves" file. =3=!

Meany::BLiatai:Okay! To the IRC? :D

Dr. Hatari:Sure.

VAE:to the IRC!

Meany:I need dinner.

Meany:And to clean some stuff.

Meany:Dang y'all. =3=

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