Session 110

''RAM has connected. ''

Liatai:I see a mega Mink. XP

''Meany has connected. ''

''VAE has connected. ''

''Glitch has connected. ''

Meany:Frenchmen.

''Ghostwish has connected. ''


 * RAM immolates the French.

Ghostwish:I am detecting a distinctive lack of trolling. |P

Glitch:testing

Meany:Frenchmen.

VAE:Kalmyks

Meany:Let me know when it is time.

Meany:=3=

Glitch:...oh, dang.

Glitch:I think -eveyone- missed this one, Thomas included. :B

Liatai:What?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">* Thomas Lazarus double -- triple checks the freed templars health. He spares no expense, and ignores no precaution. Including their spiritual health. &quot;...&quot; He's certainly not a ray of sunshine right now, doubly so in the Baron's presence. Kaduan Templar: &quot;Those bastards've kept Jerry back in the count's dungeon,&quot; one templar hisses to Tom as he passes.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I certainly missed that one.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hmm, where's Hatari?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Asleep.

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


 * VAE mroweth

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Speak of the dok.


 * Ghostwish sips tea.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The gang's all here, and I've finished the -- :O THERE'S TEA? How was I not informed :O

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">I think liamom just poured the kettle out. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dangit, time to refill then. BRB. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">You aggro'd the DM.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">NEVAH AGGRO THE DM. :U

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">She has some delicious tea. :B


 * RAM tried them all while he was there.

RAM:<font color="#990000">There was much tea drinking.


 * Dr. Hatari prepares rice. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Safety speech written... books procured... tea brewing... Just one last thing to do.

GM:<font color="#000000">Character questions!

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Oh noes. XP

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does your character carry or possess a weapon of any type&quot; is today's. Har. XP

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...No.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No I don't.

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">No. Unless you count me. In which case yes.

GM:<font color="#000000">How about this supplementary question. How does your character feel about naming weapons? Does every weapon need a name? Just some? None?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A mace, pretty much standard issue.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I. . . use is as a tool of last resort, so no names or other special attachment, really.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I name only the weapons that are special and unique.

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

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;I typically name my bow after elven heroes.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;My spells are already named. Isn't that enough?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hmm, where did I leave my little gnome--

Firaira:<font color="#990099">&quot;Of course. His name is Draugrim.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">What's your current bow named, Ael? :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">why do I have ownership of Flynn Baker and Aelian. :B

Aelian:<font color="#000000">yukyukyukyukyuk

Firaira:<font color="#990099">Good question.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">yukyukyukyukyuk

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's a good point. . . does my prayerbook count? I didn't name it anything... but I wouldn't hand it away, ever.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#990000">Hey, look who I found! :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Do I name weapons? Eh, weapons are just tools, most of the time.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">It is a matter of personal preference, or if the item is intelligent enough to require one.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">I also have ownership of Sszeyl, btw. yukyukyukyuk/

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Good thing I took away your ownership of me! &gt;:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">No.. I already had this conversation with that halfling fellow. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">The trolling is rather poor if no one notices it's trolling, RAM. XP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">My sword is my sword. It's special to me, but.. I don't think I would call it by a name even if it had one.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Wasn't me.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I have no idea why Techy has all these ownerships.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ram; I was just trying to find Gnogglebolt, so I highlighted every token on the map and looked for the red-outlined ones. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Map explorer, you dingbat.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Is RAM DMing? =3=c

RAM:<font color="#990000">No, I'm just hosting.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">and I suspect all the ones &quot;I&quot; had ownership of were actually set to 'all players'

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">RAM YOU'RE SET AS A DM. &gt;:E

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Sneaky foxeh! xD


 * Dr. Hatari has a high spot modifier. *bricked*

RAM:<font color="#990000">I've been trying to fix that. I have no idea how. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">DC and restart the server.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ram; you can only fix that by restarting the server

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Select &quot;Player&quot; from the menu on server startup.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">When you start the server, it gives you the option.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's an initial option.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well, that's dumb.

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

'' You have disconnected. ''

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

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

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

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

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Weapons have spirits. When mine feels it is ready for me to know its name, I will know.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">The settings for a server and the settings you can change at any time are kept separate. Due to the way data structures work, a select few settings can -only- be changed before starting a server because they can't be changed while running.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..And, I name weapons that are deserving of having names. Ones that've tasted greatness, or have it in their fate! Although this me has specialized in punching and doesn't carry Anathema or Supremacy anymore. =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I name my instruments more often than I name my weapons.

GM:<font color="#000000">All right, let's get this show on the road! Everyone here?

GM:<font color="#000000">Fed? Watered? All good to go?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Is Rail not coming?

GM:<font color="#000000">-- RAIL

Aelian:<font color="#990099">Your intruments ARE your weapons, doofus.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh, gimme a sec!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gotta grab something!

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


 * VAE mrow

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh, railock! I -knew- the connections list looked unusually short. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">He said he'd be late yesterday.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">He just got done watching the hobbit.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ghostwish, text many bludgeons to him. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Wif chips! :9

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh yeeeeeah. =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Did he say how late? I forget.

VAE:<font color="#000000">wanker.


 * VAE sigh

GM:<font color="#000000">Well, since Gamal's unconscious, we can start without him. :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh yeah. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I was gonna say &quot;by the way, a minisession advanced things a little bit during last week...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">thanks for nobody saying anything

GM:<font color="#000000">Last session on Akellon... An enemy codebook was deciphered, revealing the location of the most likely source of the fiendish invasion!


 * VAE no idea what happened

GM:<font color="#000000">A merchant arrived, and some filibustering was done between bartering bits.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Don't worry, only like me and Ram saw what happened. :B It will be explained.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's been on the swap.

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's. . . scary words

Glitch:<font color="#000000">^ that too

VAE:<font color="#000000">well .. . nobody mailed it to me

VAE:<font color="#000000">and I just got my lappy connected to net today after more than a week

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sounds like a personal problem. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Some time after the merchant left, Gamal skulked around with the Olidammarans, hatching a plan and procuring plenty of oil of taggit to attempt to drug the meddlesome baron and his soldiers.

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's holiday. I'm a knot of personal problem during the time

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">'Meddlesome baron'.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I'll say Gnogglebolt returned to the meeting room during that time so he didn't witness it.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I like that.

GM:<font color="#000000">While -- wait, where is Gamal's token.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">meeting room. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">or rather, the adjacent tunnel.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">they're dropping like flies! :U

VAE:<font color="#000000">who?

GM:<font color="#000000">While he did manage to catch a few guardsmen, he wasn't so lucky when it came to himself... and the baron.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">the guards. :B Like, half of them are unconcious.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">And unfortunately, so is Gamal, and -not- is the baron. :B

Snarky:<font color="#000000">aiii I got left behind.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well, the baron's not going to be happy about that

GM:<font color="#000000">While he wasn't able to persuade the baron to eat, he did talk a good game with him... and then fell victim to his own purposeful poisoning. We leave off with the party planning, and Gamal snoozing away....

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Nope. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">I swear if he tries to stick his nose any further into our business...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">idon'tthinkhethoughthiscunningplanallthewaythrough.jpg


 * VAE sigh. Poisoned food is the most blatant thing and in the baron's place I'd plain order them not to take anything, that is, unless he's trying to get an excuse.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">http://demotivationalblog.com/demotivational/2009/03/planning-somehow-i-dont-think-you-thought-your-cunning-plan-all-the-way-through.jpg

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Poisoning by aerosol would have been at least a little clever, if possible


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+18 =&gt; 3 + 18 = 21* You roll to yourself: 1d20+18 =&gt; 10 + 18 = 28RAM:<font color="#990000">Because we totally have aerosolized drugs. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You try finding an aerosol poison in 3.5 that knocks people unconscious. :P *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hey, I could've done that...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">make a little 'poison puffer'...

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Liquid, spread by droplets :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">was planning to do that with holy water anyway. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">and yeah, that'd have been a good thing for gnogglebolt to try

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Moving PCs...

VAE:<font color="#000000">Why do we have a tinkerer when he never comes up with anything not completely obvious?

VAE:<font color="#000000">and yeah. I'll likely bow out in three or four hours

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, and the meeting room table has been taken over by Shankfang.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">If we aren't done by then, someone will need to take care of Miron.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It is currently covered in gun parts and carbon dust. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh there he is. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh, I almost forgot.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The meeting room table is like over five hundred square feet. :B

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It's an impressive mess. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Poison duration - &#171; &#160;1d3 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; hours


 * Gamal-Junayd ....snores

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">have we even started?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">For Gamal. Guard 1 - &#171; &#160;1d3 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Guard 2 - &#171;  &#160;1d3 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Guard 3 - &#171;  &#160;1d3 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">railock; we were literally just about to.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">well then. I sleep!

VAE whispers: Also, lynx might have a character idea to discuss tomorrow or later, prob'ly coming in after this whole mess is done, if ever... remind me tomorrow or some day later like that when I'm around chat because it'll need sanity-checking - occured to me yesterday while falling asleep.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Firaira! Tomiko!&quot; a drow shouts into the basement, glances over Swallowtail, and stalls. &quot;... Pink-haired Guardian girl!&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hrm?&quot; She looks over.

Tathi:<font color="#990099">Tathi giggles. &quot;That's Swallowtail.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;You getting ready? We'll be rolling out soon, more'n likely.&quot; To Tathi; &quot;-- T'hell did you come from -- right. Wood elf.&quot; =3=


 * Tomiko Lazarus closes her eyes and shrugs. &quot;I've been ready. Just say the word.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">She smirks. &quot;Best get used to us.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, I suppose an important planning topic--did Katie ever come down to the meeting room? :B

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;How about you, Firaira? Coming along?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Indeed. This inquisitor insisted on it too.

Firaira:<font color="#990099">&quot;It seems I am to be your guide into the hell beneath the earth.&quot; She says flatly.

Katie:<font color="#000000">I was there for most of the planning, but for now, I'm trying to keep an eye on...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*grabs and bobbles!*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">TELLMEABOUTTHEHOODEDLANTERNS! &gt;:O

Katie:<font color="#000000">... where did he go.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">They're people who wear hoods and do stuff.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">=w=;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">where'd who go?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Sorenoc.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Duh.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Dammit, Railock. :[

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(and people pick on me for having bad plans...)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're not separating character and player again. :T

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Now <font color="#990000"> can I shoot him?

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">I do so love edible potions. *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yeah yeah yeah. It was a plan concoted while groggy with medicine and sick. I stuck to my guns, and tried to make it work

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And we all re-learned a valuable lesson.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The enemy always makes its saving throws. =3= *bricked*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sick people make shit plans?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ah, that

Katie:<font color="#000000">Clank clank clank -- &quot;All available sharp-eyes! Get on alert!&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sorenoc didn't even eat the drugged food. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sharp-eyes!

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">that means he passed a Wis save

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Why not have the Fox prowl around, and use the Scent ability?

VAE:<font color="#000000">wis and Int

VAE:<font color="#000000">common sense

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorenoc's vanished, and we don't know where he's gone. He could be hiding anywhere.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Hrrmmm..?&quot; She looks about musingly, then to Altonor again. &quot;..Am I not going with Tommy and his little friends this time, again?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">gamal ate it though, so at least it doesn't look like gamal and thus the guardians were the ones trying to poison him.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ooh! that'd be a neat houserule. Common sense being 1d20 + int + wis

VAE:<font color="#000000">yeah. At worst, you can claim it was an accident with lotsa diplo

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;What? Don't be ridiculous, of course you're coming. We're going into the heart of hell, we'll need someone who can give it back to 'em.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">but. . meh. It gives an excuse to sorenoc

RAM:<font color="#990000">Naw, that wouldn't work.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">probably just wis. book learning doesn't often add to common sense

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Anyone without a better than average int/wis score would have no common sense, then.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Wis is senses as well

VAE:<font color="#000000">Int + wis.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and. . RAM ,you're right

VAE:<font color="#000000">which is why it's so rare

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, BRB, gotta proofread a paper for Mom.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's not what I meant. Oh well.&quot; She looks into space, seemingly rather distant for a moment.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr looks up as he hears urgent voices from the other room, and he floats out of the meeting area.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;Hells! Where did he go?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'd rather not end up forcing people to roll for common sense.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And of course. Permanent See Invisibility. &quot;Is something the matter?&quot; He says as he arrives in the corridor.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Can't Serrier Detect Evil at will?

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And that too.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Permanently as well.

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor is still scowling, none of his suggestions (made two weeks ago) apparently taken seriously.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Can we even hear that from in the meeting room?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess that pain in the ass guy has gone missing.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Serrierr has ridiculous hearing. ))

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">I have a +18 listen. If I didn't hear the words, I heard urgent-sounding voices and I decided to investigate. :B

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


 * Tomiko Lazarus clamps her eyes and frowns. &quot;..Which I consider a blessing.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, and we don't know where he's gone. To make matters worse, your friend's decided to take a sudden nap in the courtyard, along with about half the guardsmen.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I suppose I should check on our guest, at that.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;....the Sorenoc man is 'missing'?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very troubling. I will sweep the area.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait what the fuck?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;Search for evil, angel, he'll be easy to find.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr starts from the bottom-up, and sticks his head into every room in the basement. Anything found yet?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Him and half the guardsmen? You know this can be considered a hostile act?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We wanted him gone in the first place, and now he is. Good riddance.&quot; She pockets her hands and starts ascending to the second floor.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;I need all sharpe-eyed people and sharp-nosed people on alert. Alert the others!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which idiot ordered done.. whatever the fuck was done here!?&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd snores a bit

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">ugh, Katie *is* in the meeting room, no?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">No, she's in the corridor. :B

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Perhaps accidentally Tomi runs into Sorenoc while walking upstairs.

VAE:<font color="#000000">then scratch everything that was said, because it didn't reach the meeting room yet

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

Katie:<font color="#000000">I can move her there, since everyone else seems to -- fffff. XP

VAE:<font color="#000000">this is what i hate about people running about and interrupting my focus

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">fff indeed.

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Unless that's just an artificial placement to hide him? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Now I need to move the baron again. XP

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I thought that might be the case.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But I will ask Tomi to roll Spot and Listen while I read up. Dammit Ghost your music's hypnotizing me into unawareness. XP

RAM:<font color="#990000">Personally I think that would be hilarious.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It really was just a random coincidence. XP

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 17 + 1 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 15 + 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tomi: &quot;Oh, there you are. Come back downstairs.&quot; =3= *drag drag drag*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope, no baron for Tomi.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">...so, to just keep things moving along smoothly, I'm going to assume Serrier -doesn't- find anything with Blessed Sight(Detect Evil 2.0) or See Invisibility on the basement floor.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Actually she was about to just sneer and be like, &quot;Oh. I guess I found you.&quot; =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Refresh my memory what that does again.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And so, he heads back up to the main level.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">I don't think Aelian would have let the bastard out of his sight for long.. could he make a check?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm glad I didn't. &gt;:O *bricked*

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Blessed Sight is basically exactly Detect Evil, except twice the range and no need to &quot;wait three rounds&quot; to get full information, the location and strength of all auras are instantly determined.

GM:<font color="#000000">Because your DM is a derp and forgot some certain rings during Tom's initial sweep.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">so it's really nothing more than Detect Evil 2.0. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The temple is going to be totally flooded with barriers that block detect evil at that range, however.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's not just free radar.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">There is that

GM:<font color="#000000">Neither baron nor summoner should have pinged evil.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">that's why I said Serrierr &quot;Stuck his head into every room&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">my mouse is having problems, so afk trying to fix it

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">...well I still have See Invisibility.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Evil or not, I'm still gonna kill them first chance I get. =3=

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And again, I'm going to assume Serrierr does -not- find Sorenoc in the basement. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tomi, peeking into the room or just standing there?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Just giving the universe time to catch up. Yes, she came up here to unlock the room and spy inside with a frown.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">Aelian's searching, and he's going to try and have Tavia track. Asinine noble is a scent, right? *ducks*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl moves to the upstairs, and looks around.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr moves up to the top level and starts looking around. He doesn't move like he's searching for something, he's just moving like the patrols he used to do, but his eyes are sharply looking out with See Invisibility as he starts to scan every room on the main floor.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Tell me if/when/where he finds anything. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 15 + 8 = 23&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Spot check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 12 + 8 = 20&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Listen check!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Listen check, Tomi.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;


 * Tomiko Lazarus isn't paying two much attention right now.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">and I'll through in some Spot and Listen for good measure. Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 12 + 18 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and Listen &#171;  &#160;1d20+18 = 19 + 18 = 37&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">See, this is why you never spotted any scrakes, Tomi.

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">Everything seems as it should. The spellcaster is still zonked out, as is the snake.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">*throw

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; The temptation to screw with him and/or steal his snake while he's sleeping is overwhelming.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But she closes the door at that.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Jacob wakes up with so much marker on his face. XP

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">So, DM, -does- Serrierr find anything, and if so, where? Really need your feedback to tell me what Serrierr can see. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">as an aside, anything even going on in the meeting room?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well, I -was- going to have Gnogglebolt bring up another topic

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">but player's attention is a little split at the moment. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">As is the DM's! Hold on. XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Nothing the player can remember well enough to vocalize. &gt;.&gt;;

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">My music was too epic for Liatai. She's headed up stairs. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Your harvest moony Towns music? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Where are you, Serrierr?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Epic is probably not a word she would use. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">She seriously said epic. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">I snickered at it. XP


 * Swallowtail heads down to the meeting room to get the PCs involved *BRICK'D*

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr has already checked all of the basement (as I said earlier, moving things along by taking a wee bit meta info and assuming Serrierr found nothing in the basement)

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">so where he is now, reposting:

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr moves up to the top level and starts looking around. He doesn't move like he's searching for something, he's just moving like the patrols he used to do, but his eyes are sharply looking out with See Invisibility as he starts to scan every room on the main floor.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;The baron is missing.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr: and I'll through in some Spot and Listen for good measure. Spot: &#171;&#160;1d20+18 = 12 + 18 = 30&#160;&#187; and Listen &#171;&#160;1d20+18 = 19 + 18 = 37&#160;&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Nothing in the northern three rooms...

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Er, my bad.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The baron is what&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Still looking around the main floor then, going room by room.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom immediately glares at Shankfang -- *BRICKED*

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Missing. Gone. Vanished. We are looking. Help?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh wow that's quite a flurry of-wait, how the hell did he get that mess of parts reassembled so fast?!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also, Gamal is sleeping.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How the fuck. . . &quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And away he goes!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal... sleeping?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; And I told you you didn't need to 'clean' it that much, you silly halforc...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus stands. &quot;What?&quot; &gt;:| &quot;After all that cajoling to leave us be, he disapears on his own?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Eksuse me, make vay. Helf-Orc komink trough.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not know. The templar says to watch out. Could be spying.&quot;

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

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(Still waiting on all of first floor results.)

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can't just stand there and glare at this room and get results. Move. :P


 * Thomas Lazarus inwardly debates announcing himself as a human some day. =3=c

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(you said nothing in the northern three rooms, what about the rest of them?)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat do hyu mean de asshole Baron is missink?!&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">What, you want me to physically/digitally move the token?

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aah! LET GO OF ME!&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">I was conserving data by not doing so. &gt;:/

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

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">there, that good enough? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Your target is also moving. You're basically just trying to roll dice to auto-find him, like that. =w=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nothing in this room.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know myself. This has the smell of shit raining on all our heads.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;Son of an ass we need to find him now.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang proceeds to charge past Katie and up the stairs!

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr keeps looking then. The whole first floor. Imaaaaaagination, like Hatari's always saying we rely too much on maps. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">=w=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay. Pick your next room.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone's got locating spells? Senior Analyst Thorngage? You.. you're a diviner..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're just picking and choosing to help yourself. =3=

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;I could... though it would take a fair bit of time. What is this baron's name, again?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kenneth Sorenoc, Senior Analyst.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well, I will begin.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We even have a possession of his.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Well, since I know what you're playing at now, I know that you're not going to -let- Serrierr find Sorenoc because IC he has permanent initiative can probably see Serrierr coming before Serrierr sees him and moves out of the way and OOC I gues you just don't want the free-abilities-outsider to find him instead of the PCs. :B

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">So I guess it doesn't matter which room I go to? :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang suddenly remembers he is absolutely horrible at looking for things. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Will you just pick a gods-damned room. &gt;:E

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Stop dragging meta into it and pick a room.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Good evening,&quot; to the Ill Halfling.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">I'll let the dice decide then. &#171; &#160;1d3 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Now you're just being fatalistic and ornery. Try doing what the DM asks. =3=

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">To the courtyard.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Stop arguing with the DM.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You are such a headache player. =3= *bricked*

RAM:<font color="#990000">The DM is God.

Guardsman 5:<font color="#000000">Serrierr notices three guardsmen leaning on their spears... and Gamal sitting with head bowed and breathing deeply on a nearby pew.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Satisfied, this person re-locks the &quot;guest&quot; room and walks back downstairs.


 * Shankfang the Deffrider positions himself to block the doorway leading downstairs, since there's no way he would manage to actually find someone who's actively hiding from him.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Seriously, +0 Listen and +0 Spot.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">This time it's okay. :P

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">Well, almost. Spot and LIsten?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Not finding anything, Sszeyl seeks to enlightenment within.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">To the right side of the temple.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, really?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Wis check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Nope.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... still nope. :B

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Dang it, dice. You get in the way.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Those are some DENSE shadows. :B

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d3 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">To the sideroom.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And then out again.

Lily Cayce:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well hello there, angel.&quot;

Lily Cayce:<font color="#000000">&quot;What brings you to this little corner of the temple? Any trouble?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Stupid only-zoom-in mousewheel. &gt;:d


 * Shankfang the Deffrider allows Tomi to pass, before resuming to block the doorway. &gt;:|

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

Sszeyl whispers: ''Must you get in the way of me keeping this body -stable- as well? Even if you do take it for yourself, it'd serve you better to have it balanced until you find a new one.''

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You were blocking the doorway? I missed that.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Did Tomi lock the sick room's door before leaving?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yeah, he's blocking the doorway.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She did. The 'locked the &quot;guest&quot; room' comment.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">His listen, spot and search mods are all lolhorribad.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I missed that, sorry. :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So, he's just going to stand here and block the doorway so Sorenoc can't get through. &gt;:|

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...why is my alt-symbols not working....

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Bah.


 * You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; &#187;.* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; &#187;.* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 3 + 10 = 13&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 3 + 10 = 13&#160; &#187;.Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#228;


 * You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 20 + 10 = 30&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 20 + 10 = 30&#160; &#187;.Glitch:<font color="#000000">*raised eyebrow smiley at the random olidamarran fortunteller*, then.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh good that's still working.

Meany:<font color="#660033">*slow clap*

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Ah good, that's still working.&quot;

Lily Cayce:<font color="#000000">... What does that even mean? *brick'd*

Meany:<font color="#660033">GLaDOS was put into a potato

Meany:<font color="#660033">:U

Miron:<font color="#000000">If it isn't obvious,Miron is waiting for his superior to finish - looking for the man is easier when we'll know where to look.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">opqr--oh, no wonder, my altcode doesn't match the table I'm reading...dangit.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I suppose Tom would've volunteered to search for Kenneth's sickening aura.. ... ..but.. its been retconned that he never sensed it. |D;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bwah, Shadow's whining, sorry, I'll be right back.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">GHOST TAKE CARE OF IT &gt;:O

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tell Shadow I say hi! :D

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">It's magic cheese. I know not the magic.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I do~

Glitch:<font color="#000000">o.&#242;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">there we go.

Lily Cayce:<font color="#000000">The fortune teller arches one back. &quot;Not often you come to the libraries, that's all. I thought you were still staring down the fiends?&quot;


 * Gradia Thorngage performs the sweeping, intricate motions of the spell... then turns slowly in a circle... and ends up facing northeast, head turned upward. &quot;... On an upper floor, and unharmed.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Only because none of you will let me hurt him. =3=


 * Thomas Lazarus peers over.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..What is he up to, up there?&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not know, inquisitor.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;100/5 = 100 / 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then, let us go find him.&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;Want me to check?&quot; |3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There's not much trouble to get into up there, I guess.&quot; &gt;|

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;No. The last thing such a shrewd opponent needs is evidence of drowish presence.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: just let me know when I wake up

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We can't have him wandering around here without an overwatch.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Trying to investigate, no doubt.&quot;

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is, after all, still Burning Mountain land, as well as the Naira.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;Vikky is right. This opponent is only a fool in his moral decisions, not his strategic ones. Let's not give him any firepower.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't forget those Maitraliat guys.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#990099">(( LIATAI YOUR MOM IS DISTRACTINGLY AWESOME ))

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

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;They still exist?&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yyyyep.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">She is, isn't she? :3

Tathi:<font color="#990099">She sighs. &quot;Elven hate groups. The name itself seems like an.. error of some kind. Even the volatile wild elves warn all not to hate. It destroys the soul.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;34*30 = 34 * 30 = 1020&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, technically, tinuamin, they only see themselves as zealous guardians.&quot; A glance at the Macer elf.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Glitch, are you going to have Serrierr respond or just roll cryptic numbers?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hate gives a man strenght where he has nothing else, Tathi.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">huh? *scrolls back?*

RAM:<font color="#990000">He's not even rolling.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*when, not where.

RAM:<font color="#990000">He's just randomly doing basic math.

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#990099">A heavy sigh. &quot;Your elder is right. They have forgotten that all drow are elves, no matter how distant some of them may become.&quot; He says, and jabs a thumb towards the present drow. &quot;These here are proof that there is hope for their race. But those fool elves who join those organizations? They may be surprised what words our Father has for them in the end of this cycle.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Oh. &quot;Merely carrying out a vigil of protection about the temple...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said. . . shall we go and find the man while the spell lasts, Senior Analyst?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;Perhaps, Miron.. but I've always seen it akin to setting fire to a ship to get rid of rats.&quot;

Lily Cayce:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aww... I was beginning to think something interesting was happening.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#990099">FUCK YOU SAY YOU POINTY EARED BITC- OW

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;The spell is done, inquisitor.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;Hush Kor.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; Tom rubs his chin. Then his brows rise.

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;If I hear any more odes to the drow I ... &quot; <font color="#000000"> &quot;I .. My mistake, Senior Analyst. I might have misunderstood the spell's nature. I understood it gives a continuous sense of direction.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He might be casting a long spell that he doesn't want us noticing, himself.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything I should do in this matter?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aelian, where are you, and where are you searching?

Aelian:<font color="#990099">I was going to have Tavia start off by trying to catch his scent.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Assist in the search effort, and quickly. The sooner the baron is located, the sooner the fortress may be sieged.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Do you have a sample for her to go off?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As ordered. Come, Tom.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#990099">No.. but she has been here smelling the jackass for a while. Would that be enough to go off of?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tell her to sniff out roast beef. =3=

Aelian:<font color="#990099">But I don't want to find the kitchen. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Swallowtail, you too. . . your eyes are better than mine or Tom's .&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom accompanies the short inquisitor and heads upstairs to search. &gt;:|

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Maybe, with a small penalty; there are a lot of scents here. Roll Survival, and subtract 4.

Tavia:<font color="#990099">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24&#160; <font color="#990099">&#187; survival!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Si, I follow.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#990099">...

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

Aelian: <font color="#990099">(( I called up the stairs HA HA :P ))

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Very nice... now does Tavia know the Track trick?

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Roll Handle Animal if so.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">you bet she does!

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 16 + 11 = 27&#160; <font color="#990099">&#187; Handle Animal!


 * Tavia sniffs around the baron's former seat... then takes off with a bark for the western door!

VAE:<font color="#000000">okay, Miron is in place.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;Follow that hound!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">took him upstairs, and the baron is straight out there.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is Hatari here yet?

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'll wait for the others to arrive their tokens

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean, he has a Con of 18 but I doubt he's a better runner than Tom and Swallowtail

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Woof, woof!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang follows the people who look like they know where they're going!

Tavia:<font color="#000000">PLOW -- *brick'd*

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniffsniff -- :9

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniff -- :9

Tavia:<font color="#000000">... you might want to get her on track again, Aelian, that soup smells good.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&gt;:|

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;Tavia!! Track!!&quot; Aelian barks.


 * Tavia backs away with ears down, and wags her tail before barging upstairs. Aelian meets the rest of the search party there.

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Woof! Woof! Grrrrrrr.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">He quickly follows the hound, looking to the others. &quot;Follow her, she's on the trail!&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari catches up.

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, once we find him.. no need for everyone to fucking stuff themselves there. Leave it to me and Tom, or it'll be suspicious like a bouquet up the arse.&quot;

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;Especially you with that fucking dog, Aelian.

Glitch whispers: Lemme know when you've got a minute or two of spare attention. As you've been recommending to me, I quick-designed a tech device on my own first, and I need to run it by you to finalize.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;That fucking dog is doing a better job of finding him than you are, inquisitor.&quot;


 * Kenneth Sorenoc is calmly standing there in the hallway. He pockets something -- Spot check to see what it is. &quot;... My, I scarcely think searching for milk and checking on a colleague is worth setting the hounds on someone.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 13 + 13 = 26&#160; <font color="#990099">&#187; spot

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 19&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Spot lolnope.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">spot lolmaybe?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Well, a good roll, at least.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+10 =&gt; 2 + 10 = 12Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Prolly not enough, though. Not without a mod.

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;Really now... we went in for certain, you pussywhipped elven twit.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">It was... a polished stone?

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh no. Here comes the lecturing. &gt;:O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ven de enemy up und runs off like dat, it iz definitely vorth it.&quot; &gt;:|

Miron:<font color="#000000">And the short inquisitor stands side to side with Tom, looking srs.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">don't -call- him that Shankfang you doof. :B

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">We're still 'pretending' to be friends because they'll stomp us with the army outside if we stop. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Fuck that. &gt;:|

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Please stop bitching at him for good RP.

VAE:<font color="#000000">though. . . it's realistic RP

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is going to call it like he sees it. &gt;:|

Teeny Rin 4:<font color="#FF0000">Glitch never separates character and player. =3= *bricked*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Shankfang is the total opposite of any diplomay attempt.


 * Glitch shakes head, waves hand, wanders away

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Runs off? I merely went to your kitchen to seek some milk after your chef friend offered me some spicy food, and then decided to check on my colleague. After all, shortly after consuming said food, both your friend and several of my guards fell unconscious.&quot; A completely neutral look.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Since when has shankfang subtle?

Glitch whispers: You did get my whisper a few minutes ago, right? Just checking.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But he's great when you want to kill the shit out of things.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And he's in a very, very foul mood because he sees himself as absolutely useless right now.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;If there is a rogue posioner in our midst, then it is a mutual threat and worth investigation.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Must be contamination... there's a good amount of rats in the cellars.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If one of them knocked a potion over.. . &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You are not to be wandering around the premesis alone -- especially not in the hospital wing -- especially not while you blatantly consort with the enemies of all the mortal world!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Let us try this.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Let me make dis klear.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">AGAIN.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Wis check!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu are only here bekause ve hef no choice in de matter.&quot; &gt;:|

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Damniit, Dragon.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We cannot trust you not to malign an innocent left to your own devices. Don't leave our sight again.&quot; &gt;8|

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;3

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">ACK

Glitch:<font color="#000000">wah-wah-waaaaaah....

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu are not here to 'investigate'.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">That wasn't even the cat, that was my quilt. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Frisk laughs at you, silly DM

Glitch:<font color="#000000">The quilt is grabbing for the keyboard now?

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">in fact, he's gonna pounce you. XP

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Lazarus is right. This is not a safe place to wander about, especially since you, officially are an assurance we have for the high priestess.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus squints. &quot;...&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;You cannot trust me to not harm someone? Why, Inquisitor Lazarus, surely you have not forgotten the laws of sanctuary you so hold dear in this temple?&quot;

Miron:''<font color="#000000">Poisoning .. . which idiot came up with this... ''

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No, we kannot.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We aren't claiming you'd harm someone, however, you yourself know best that those who are honest have nothing to hide.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus points sharply. &quot;Do not presume to sweet-talk me! I have spoken, now come downstairs and behave.&quot; &gt;:|

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu interfere, hyu blatantly konsort vith fiends, und hyu sneak about like a damn rat.&quot; &gt;:|

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why would I purposefully endanger myself by going out of my way to harm anyone here during my stay?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom pecks! &gt;:O *bricked*


 * Thomas Lazarus takes the only course of action he expects to work against a diplomancer. He ushers and nudges and shoos. =3=

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;I think something about you being blatently evil might have something to do with that.&quot; Aelian says flatly.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are very quick to point your finger at the count's extraplanar allies. Such a shame they're your fault.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is not the only possibility. Indeed, you could easily come to harm from some. . . less astute members of the clergy, not even counting the lay folk.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Blah blah blah chust shut up und get movink.&quot; &gt;:|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is merely us taking care of your safety, Baron.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;He would not be forced to utilize such unsavory forces if you were not playing revolutionaries. Oh... Don't worry. I'll be out of your hair in short order.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;Permenantly if Hy hef henny say in it.&quot; <font color="#990000"> &gt;:|

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;As soon as my guards and colleague awaken, we will depart.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What makes it so?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aren't you to stay until the High Priestess returns?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I recall, such is the contract we have agreed upon.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;Ten silver dat stone vas a sendink stone.&quot; <font color="#990000"> To Aelian.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We didn't agree to that part at all.&quot; &gt;8|

Aelian:<font color="#990099">He nods silently to Shank.

Aelian: <font color="#990099">(( ack, sugary candies, brb, bio ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was one of the conditions to letting the High Priestess go, I recall.. Shankfang, stay back!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang moves forward, pulls Tom aside, and whispers in his ear.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Bugger of, Miron.&quot; &gt;:|

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Exactly as Mr. Lazarus has said. It would be most improper for us to impinge on your... hospitality for much longer. &quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus doesn't seem to appreciate it, but listens.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">You know what this calls for.

Glitch whispers: I'm not trying to demand your immediate attention or anything, just saying, a short word of acknowledgement that you got my message would be nice... ^^;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">PAINTIN'S.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What certainty do we hold, then that the priestess will return unharmed?&quot;

You whisper to Glitch: Kind of busy &gt;:|

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;He slipped a stone into his poket ven ve valked in. Aelian und Hy tink it may hef been a sendink stone or zumtink similar.&quot;

Glitch whispers: Close enough, thank you. ^^;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He simply nods.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang nods back and stands to the side.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;As you say.&quot; To Kenneth. &gt;|

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have the count's word of honor. Noncombatant medics are not to be harmed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 18 + 10 + 2 = 30&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 1 + 10 + 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;For vat de vords uf a diktator are vorth.&quot; &gt;:|

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And into the fire it goes.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Now shoo. Regardless of what tales you spin, you upset the guests up here.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A word of honor is a good thing, but times like these require things a bit more tangible.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Shankfang a squint.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 8 + 10 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 15 + 10 + 2 = 27&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Such measures would not be necessary if there were not organized efforts to overthrow the rightful authority at every turn, half-orc. It's sad, yes, but that is the state of affairs.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After all, if one is to hold to his word, a guarantee is merely a gesture, though an appreciated one.&quot;


 * Shankfang the Deffrider makes no attempt at hiding his dislike. &gt;:|

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Hey.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Where's Gnogglebolt?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De people hef a duty to overthrow an oppressive government.&quot; &gt;:|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The people have a duty to obey the law.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Still in the meeting room. Would be chatting with the other characters about something, but everyone to chat to is currently engaged. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Well.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Up until de law ceases to serve de pipple.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus facepalms with a subdued growl.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">A drow ninjas in, puts a canvas in Gnoggle's bag, and ninjas out.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">You've been drive-by art'd!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;All of you, downstairs with your argument, now.&quot; &gt;8|

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;The people rarely know what is best for them in the long run. Else crime would not exist. But, I do believe we are getting sidetracked.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus points.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;?&quot; What's this now? Gnogglebolt reaches into his rustled pack.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Let us leave, Baron - this is not a place you should occupy.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Allow me to collect my inebriated colleague, first, inquisitor. After all, a mage is a prime target for a rogue poisoner.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">It's a rollled up canvas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">:U

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;?&quot; =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright. Where is he?&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;He is on loan from the count's office, so to speak. It would reflect badly were he to come to harm.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas doesn't know what happened to the sanctioned summoner.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What do you mean.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt unrolls the canvas.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Tomi got him drunk, didn't she? x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Why would one of you be drunk. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;. . . &quot; It dawns on the inquisitor.

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

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;He is not my direct subordinate. Merely on loan. Unless you mean something different?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought your officials were forbidden from drinking on duty?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Well.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So it would seem. He seemed to mention a white-haired woman with red eyes 'drowning his snake.' You wouldn't happen to know anything about this, would you?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">It's certainly not a -pleasant image.-

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In Braxton Falls, this wouldn't have happened.&quot;

Aelian: <font color="#990099">(( back! ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#FF0000">=3=

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ahahahah

You whisper to Ghostwish: Immodium's in the medicine cabinet if you'd like it. Or beside the sink, I don't remember which. ^^;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs darkly.

VAE:<font color="#000000">. . . hahaha

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang keeps his mouth closed on the hell-on-earth that is Braxton. &gt;:|

VAE:<font color="#000000">drowning his snake

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

You whisper to Ghostwish: It's a whiteish box with green pills in it.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you. Might you have the key? I only spoke with him through the door.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tom, go get the key, I will take care of our guest in the time.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The key is actually left in the keyhole of the door. Tomi never took it, as per last session.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu mean dat key?&quot;

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Be nice. :B

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Ah, never mind, there it seems to be.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom just folds his arms and plays the grudging sentinel. &gt;|

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Afraid my vision's not what it used to be after that duel.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might I inquire?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">A ruined building, rusted steel poles in the air, stone roof cracked open, plantlife overtaking it. And in the center is what could be passingly called Gnogglebolt. A darker, more insane Gnogglebolt hooked up to a veritable steel dragon of pipes, gears, and steam, wearing a set of goggles with yellow lenses and one massively larger than the other. The gnome and dragon are about twenty feet off the air, the dragon supporting them off-panel, and affixed to his arms Gnogglebolt has two massive steel tentacles ending in three fingered claws, one of which is holding Elros by the throat, the other is crushing Sszeyl around the chest. The maddness in Gnogglebolt's smile is palpable. On the back is the title: '''&quot;I think we can put our differences behind us. For science.  ''<font color="#660033" face="Lucida Console">You monster. '<font color="#660033"> Below the title is a single word, surrounded by an arrow with a silk ribbon shaft. 'Beware.'

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">+&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;A lawful duel between two fencers, good inquisitor. My opponent called for a second, who carried an uncapped foil in an attempt to do me and mine in. I daresay his employer fancied my beloved wife.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;They were both prosecuted to the full extent of the law in short order.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">gha brb afk being called away

Shankfang the Deffrider:''<font color="#990000">Too bad he didn't succeed. ''<font color="#990000"> &gt;:|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A regrettable set of events.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:''<font color="#FF0000">You wanted him to steal the guy's wife? =3= ''

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. A duel is a sacred thing.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I agree, though I can't say I'm one upholding such traditions. For one, I have never been a fencer.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And let's face it, an inquisitor's prayers, however holy, have no place on the field of honour.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:''<font color="#990000">No, I want this guy dead. ''<font color="#990000"> &gt;:|

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ohhhhhh though-conversation, I see. :B

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is very frustrated. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It is already eight-o-clock you are so slow &gt;:O *bricked*


 * Thomas Lazarus helps the Baron along.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And oh boy is his trigger finger itching.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">By picking him up.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And throwing him down the stairs.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;How odd. I had always thought inquisitors to be among the most honorable of men. Perhaps you should try it someday. It is quite an invigorating and mentally stimulating sport.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come along, Mr. Shyden.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I get enough swordplay in the course of my duties.&quot; &gt;:|

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't do swords.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt stares at the Sszeyl-painting for a moment, before he rolls his eyes and chalks it up to usual Sszeyl stuff, though he -does- roll it back up and put it back in his pack.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ah, here's what I'm looking for.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">http://www.rickbeckman.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/chaotic-good-538x430.jpg

Glitch:<font color="#000000">funny, when I saw that one, it was CN...

Altonor:<font color="#000000">SAVED.

Viceth:<font color="#000000">You would. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I'm not one to handle a blade besides a butcher's knife. As such, I prefer the vigour of purging worshippers of the hell gods and assorted undead. Nerull's cult has been poking up its ugly head a lot, recently.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">V is definitely not Good aligned. :B

Altonor:<font color="#000000">You should too, look, it's V! |D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He just has an admirable philosophy.

Firaira:<font color="#990099">*peers* Alty.. why do you have pictures of me in here.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, yes, Nerullians. Vile sorts.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Naw, CN is this. http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/chaotic%20neutral

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. The same with Erythnul. We have uncovered a cell recently, quite an amusing story, really.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh? I would be glad to hear it while we wait for your friend and my guards to recover...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus hmphs and follows after the trouble-makers depart.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">http://www.flickr.com/photos/37699793@N00/1373690864/


 * Swallowtail frowns. &quot; Serpe. &quot; She follows.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well... &quot; *he descends the stair along with the man* &quot;It took place during the week-long Olidammarra's festivity in Castleton, where I used to serve the law.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang follows angrily. &gt;:|

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">http://i.chzbgr.com/completestore/2012/2/4/a86e09bc-857a-4091-b4a6-97fc059b3690.jpg

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Take yer pick. :U

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">*buzzer noise!!!* The captain of the Serenity is so Chaotic Good it isn't even funny.


 * Shankfang the Deffrider heads back downstairs.

Ghostwish: <font color="#990099">(( I can has all the Liapets. ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;During the feast, myself, Inquisitor Lazarus and a couple others who were after patrol duty set up a prank temple to Erythnul in front of our headquarters. Red wine for blood, csugar-candy bones, and disguises. I went for a Laduguerite, while Inquisitor Lazarus was a Priest of Slaughter, an our lieutenant was a Nerullian, complete with a black scythe and a face mask we got from one of their cells.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve found him.&quot; &gt;:|

Ghostwish: <font color="#990099">(( wow, cocoa let me pet her for the first time ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">And then she skittered off? :B

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

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;It must have been quite the spectacle.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">At any rate, by this time, I suppose Gnogglebolt has started, or has been working for awhile, on his new device as he Cobbles it. Just have to wait for the DM to have enough spare attention to approve the design. :B Just saying for the retroactive work done in the timeframe.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. The city folk were laughing like a fool does at a bare arse.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Quit linking randompics my will save is really low. *bricked!!*

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">nope. she's right here on the couch besides shadow. I think they like the lullabye music Liatai. XP

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">ONCE MORE, WITH FEELING.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Wis check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Woo~

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh come on, just tell me. =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then, this man in a stained shirt comes in, dour as hell, and begins sniffing about.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">what are those wis checks for? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can always backlog.


 * Shankfang the Deffrider waits for people to react to his announcement. *BRICK'D*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He samples the blood, and suddenly, he's shouting &quot;This isn't a real temple! I've been had!&quot;&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... It took him that long?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He was arrested before he could blink. Our lieutenant could barely keep his breath while pronouncing the charges.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;You scarcely resemble a duergar, to start...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus allows Miron and Kenneth to build rapport. =3=

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Found who?&quot; =3=

Ghostwish: <font color="#990099">(( the Dm is hunting for a snack. XP ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Sorenoc. He vas upstairs.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You should have seen me. Not much hair in the first place, so with a bit of oil... the holy mark is quite easy to fashion, and I had a spectacularly burnt robe from an encounter with an abishai and his hellhounds.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Bah. I was hoping he just left.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">And then, there's this *The inquisitor does his best pissed-off-at-you-heretic-swine face, finger raised.*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He klaimed he vas 'cheking on his kolleague,' but ve saw him put vat looked like a sendink stone in his pocket.&quot; =3=


 * Tomiko Lazarus shrugs.


 * Kenneth Sorenoc chuckles politely.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;With the armour poking from underneath, and that face, the dwarves I met found it quite amusing. . . I earned a few unintended gold pieces for the performance&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you normally serve in Castleton, then? I had wondered; I didn't recognize your face from my occasional visit to the headquarters here.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lia can has snacks? :o

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was recently transferred to Braxton Falls, but yes, I had served in castleton for the last.. seven or so years. Jones's Rock ,before that.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cookies. :9

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">WHat kind?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Long before.. I have such memories of that town. Do you know any of their staff?&quot;


 * RAM goes to fetch LiaRAM cookies.


 * Dr. Hatari deletes all cookies. =3=

RAM:<font color="#990000">&gt;:O

Glitch whispers: OH! I guess you were talking to me. :B Okay, a belt/vest/harness thing that uses a Chaos Generator, similar to the banisher grenades, only instead of a blast this one works continuously in a 100-ft cone (which I figured as a TS 10 since 'blast radius' is usually circular but this is less than that, and a 100ft blast radius would be TS 20, so I just cut it in half as quartering it seemed too low.) and prevents any Conjuration(Teleportation) effect of any kind from functioning in the cone while it's running (instead of summoning or calling). FD 20 becuse its fluff as just showing out a whole mess of spatial interference energy that jams teleporting, MR of 3 because of being a Chaos Generator device though Cobbling it will double that and make it start as MR 6 (with +1 MR for every use) and I also figure it'll maybe burn a vial of phlogiston every 10 minutes, but takes a standard action to start by just flipping open the front plate. Funnily enough, the market value came out to an even 1,000gp.


 * RAM deletes Dr_Hatari!

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, I see! I have a sister in Jones' Rock... Not as well as I would like. Braxton Falls, hm? Now that is an admirable town.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari is in use. =3= *bricked*

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;So we found the idiot then. Good. Are we able to make our move now?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They probably have a new commander.. the man was ancient even during my time, and of course, duty takes its toll, but a good number of the folks should still be around. Ah well.&quot;


 * RAM opens the task manager and ends Dr_Hatari's process!

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I couldn't tell it better myself, Baron&quot; The inquisitor smiles. &quot;I was impressed when I have seen their archive, about twice the size of our old one..&quot;

You whisper to Glitch: That's fine.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Miron iz chattink him up right now.&quot; =3=

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are we going soon, then?&quot;

Glitch whispers: alrighty then.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hope ve are goink soon. Hy really need to schoot zummdink.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sitting in this temple, waiting on a ritual is useless.&quot;

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;As soon as we organize our forces. Guardians, Raiders, Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek, and of course, you, Tomiko Lazarus.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Retroactive Cobbling craft check! Against DC 30, so &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 15 + 24 = 39&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;See.. while I'm an inquisitor, I do spend a fair amount of time tending the books. It's.. a relic from times when we lacked staff an had to have folks on split duty, but I couldn't do without the patrols and hands-on work. &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and I already know that's -well- more than enough to meet the market value since Gnogglebolt crafts by platinums now. Sumtracting 1/3rd device cost... &#171; &#160;1000/3 = 1000 / 3 = 333.3333333333333333333333333333333&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">Tathi smirks over at her dad. &quot;Ever imagined that you'd be fighting evil alongside drow?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;533.7-333.3 = 533.7 - 333.3 = 200.4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Truthfully? I would expect Castleton, as the larger city, to have a vastly larger archive. Then again, they have never been a city to truly respect the law as Braxton Falls does.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom lingers behind a stained glass window with folded arms, watching the Baron and entourage in the yard. &quot;...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But.. Eh, I doubt you care of that. Braxton Falls... I was transferred there to train some staff in dealing with the undead.. I ended up here then, but as soon as this is over, I'm filing a permanent transfer request, and I expect it'll be filled.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">For the past hour, if anyone peeks into the forge area, they see Gnogglebolt working at a crazy-fast pace, seemingly faster than anyone rightly -should- work as he weaves and hammers some new contraption together. The Guardians are familiar with this behavior, but I expect the Pelorites &amp; allies are not.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">....wonder what Grant would have to say if he walks by. x3

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;A fine city, indeed. Their documentation is unparallelled in thoroughness, which I imagine vastly assists your work.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">daily use of Cobble expended, also.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seems like my superiors in Braxton have been rather happier with me than those in Castleton... and so have I. Have you spoken with Senior Analyst Thorngage, Baron? One of the people in charge of prevention, and a thoroughly admirable woman.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The new machinery is composed of a curious percentage of bearded devil glaives and holy candlestick bases.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;I must confess some surprise that they would deem us worthy of sending a Mace emissary, however. However did you come to be here? Surely you are not entangled with the rebel forces.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a complicated matter, and indeed our presence here is rather incidental.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Never in a werewolf-free full moon!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">Tathi laughs merrily at that!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were working on a joint operation to arrest some criminals that fled the arms of law and were pinpointed as present here, see. Then... things went south.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The...Yoriver macers come check in on Gnogglebolt? :B

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- What in the nine hells are you doing to my tools?!&quot; &gt;8E


 * Tomiko Lazarus heads off to the forge.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They'remytoolsmytoolsarebetteryoursareinsufficientdon'tdistractmemustconcentrate.&quot; Gnogglebolt says quickly as he puts....something together.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I hate to pester, but how many chakras can I balance with an 18? (:3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#990099">&quot;OCH.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahh, I see, so that's how you managed to get past the wards. You must have had a teleport pass.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Hubbawha

Liatai:<font color="#000000">As many as you please. :B

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">WEEABO CHECK?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;ThoughIdiduseoneofyourchiselsitwasjustrightforwhatIneeded.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">WEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">Oh you did NOT just insult my tools. &gt;:E


 * Shankfang the Deffrider paces impatiently. &gt;:|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our stay here has been blessed by Charles Whitaker himself. Though ,that brings the question. How did you end up being the county negotiator here? The county of Yoriver has always been somewhat particular... &quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hey.&quot; She addresses the apparently encountered Yoriver Leaden Mace Society.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;One piece here...check here...wire here..aaaand....done!&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Does anyone have a supply of silversheen here that hasn't been used up yet?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, the last I have been here was over five decades ago, and much has changed since.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt perks up, and calls down the tunnel. &quot;Hey, did someone say silversheen? I've got some!&quot; Meanwhile, Gnogglebolt lifts up the...strange device he has constructed.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;|o

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;A simple matter of applying for the position, truly. While the count and his father have certainly been visionaries, they are often somewhat short on charm, shall we say? Ah... Good lord, that would have been when my grandfather was baron.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You may check with Grant, when he has stopped frothing at the mouth.&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&gt;:E

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I kind of would've preferred getting it from the police, but that will do.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">It looks like an exceptionally bulky metal belt, with the front being a large metal disc covering, something like prize belts that wrestlers use as trophies. But attached to the side is what looks like a very odd gyroscope-looking thing, with a cable going from it to the disk.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now let's see those damn devils translocate out of this...&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Give me that! Just look at this, you've bent and chipped it all out of shape, I made this one myself you fucking theorist!&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; A spat in progress.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">The old man just sits for a while, before his right arm spasms a few times.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He looks up as Tomiko arrives. &quot;Oh, silversheen? And--sorry, one moment.&quot; Gnogglebolt hands over the beat-up chisel with a smile.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">&quot;I understand.&quot;


 * Grant Warner looms over Gnogglebolt. &gt;8| &quot;Stay the fuck away from my tools.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 9 + 10 = 19&#160;  &#187; Intimidate check for lulz.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Quite possibly. It.. all blends together a little, after so much time, and the ones I recall most are the folks I have served with... but yes, there were issues with rogue diabolists even then. I recall a saying, the only time a Yoriver native raises his hat at you is when his horns are itching.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#990099">&quot;Why in th' world wid ye ruin a' that guid metal making that?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Zero fucks given. &quot;Can I have some, then? I've been just plowing through 'their' resistance to our world's weapons and forces.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sometimes it takes two hits before the green ones break. It's annoying.&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- What's that?&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silversheen?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah. Raerarael said it would work.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well you can make another, can't you? Or I could make one for you--&quot; had to look up the countercheck. &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 14 + 10 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are a few pails of alchemical silver left. What's your weapon of choice?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt successfully resistst being scared off!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, sorry about that Tomiko, I have four vials of silversheen that I got off the merchant we called here a few hours ago.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I had strongly debated shining my boot and just using that. But..&quot; She flexes her left hand, adorned with an enchanted fingerless black leather glove. She indicates her knuckles.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This'll do.&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Gauntlets and greaves. Right. Find a pair you like on the rack over there and I can get them silvered up in an hour if you'd rather not slather raw silver over yourself.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt passes over one vial.


 * Gamal-Junayd snores. has anyoone even attempted to do anything with him or is he still half conked over his plate on the bench?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl heads down.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Puts the sleeping people on pews.

Refugee Protector:<font color="#000000">Well... this guy's tried to wake him and moved the plate, but hasn't had much luck.

Guardsman 2:<font color="#000000">The guards block Sszeyl's approach. &gt;:|

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl has a +2 circumstance bonus to pew-related actions.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or...mister Warner's suggestion, whicherver you prefer, Tomiko.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;On what grounds do you allow your fellows to lie on the ground as such?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;These are my gloves, and my boots. I'll be using them. They have veterancy and magic in them.&quot;

Guardsman 2:<font color="#000000">The guards do not respond, only blocking Sszeyl's progress.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">On the ground, of course--*BRICKED*

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Keh, all right, fine. Can respect that.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Lord Baron, may I be allowed to move your sleeping guards off of the ground, to the pews?&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus looks to Grant blankly for a moment.


 * Tomiko Lazarus nods faintly.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, regardless. There are problems everywhere, and the Veld, it's a beautiful place. That it lives, cities and towns full of people, ruled by law... there's no better proof that wanton chaos and destruction of the sort that the drowish scum have wrought on these lands are but a transitory state. Order arises from chaos, it is a law of nature.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">lulz. A thermodynamics physicist, Miron is not. x3

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">They're leather, right? Can't silver leather, it needs to be metal. But I can respect winning a battle with your body and no other weapon.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was an alchemist trainee, I know my stuff&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I didn't know it needed to be metal. The item didn't say that. D|

VAE:<font color="#000000">That was meant OOC

VAE:<font color="#000000">without quotes

VAE:<font color="#000000">to Glitch

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">I meant you can't forge silver onto leather, it'd burn up. Dumbass. *brick'd by DM*

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">Silversheen'll be fine.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#990099">MAGIC

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


 * Tomiko Lazarus checks intimidate mod. *_* *bricked*

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;True. But sometimes, nature needs a helping hand in the form of men of the law such as us.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;See.. in alchemy.. say, when one needs a big pure crystal of a substance, perhaps bitter salt or blue vitriol, one takes a small one and immerses it into a solution of the same. And indeed, within days, the crystal will grow, the chaos of the solution transforming into an orderly crystal. &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt returns to the meeting room. &quot;Alright, I just smacked together a little wonder that should greatly help us retain the element of surprise once we head down towards the fort.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus peers. &quot;?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And indeed... The Leaden Mace and all of the other arms of law, we are such small crystals, bending the world around us into order.&quot;


 * Edaric glances across to the teen. &quot;... You'll probably want to move. &quot; ^^;


 * Thomas Lazarus peers. &gt;:|


 * Bespectacled Teen moves. Quickly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up, confused. &quot;???&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; I thought people didn't think us short-folk intimidating...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..Well, Thomas is occupied glaring at some jerk. So.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What does it do?&quot; =3=c

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">is Tomiko talking to Gnogglebolt?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yes.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;To a more orderly world.&quot; The baron makes a toasting gesture.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances over his shoulder and taps the belt-device. &quot;Once I turn this on, any devils I'm looking at should be completely unable to do that translocation trick to run away that they like to do.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we're careful enough, we may never loose the element of surprise until it's far too late for them.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Guess it beats the other way.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;To a more orderly world indeed. One in which such toasts could be raised behind a desk, with something better than stare spirit.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*stare spirit in a hand cup.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">So he's just ignoring a request to move his knocked out soldiers to the pews.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Wow, this guy is -evil.- :U

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">No, that's the DM's fault -3-;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">Well, he is LE, but details. *BRICK'D*

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would rather you not touch them, citizen. I do not mean to alarm you, but there is apparently a rogue poisoner about. Everyone must therefore be suspect.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom casts detect poison. Gets 'overwhelming' response from Olidamarans and Swallowtail. =3=;


 * Thomas Lazarus gets poisoned?! *bricked*

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">I actually -have- Detect Poison at-will, funnily enough. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, and since it took an hour minimum to Cobble my device, I suppose Gamal's awake by now, huh? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Now that's just silly.

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do believe it is time to begin marshalling our forces.&quot;

Miron:''<font color="#000000">It's .. .rather sad this man is on the side of the diabolist heresy, and as his diary proves, in the know. One of the few yoriver officials I can find a common thread with.. ''

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Very well.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">The old man just sort of fades away in a blur.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt pours over the decrypted pages of the captured notebook one last time.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Poison is quite the coward's resort, isn't it Baron?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't know what we've been waiting on. Isn't this more important than some meandering chatting?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus stares!! &gt;8|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The lord shall gaze upon the truth...hammer and stone shall forge the crown...the name of our lord shall open the door...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides. . . let's be honest ,there are curses and utterings that can do the job more cleanly.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do wonder what all that means. It's surely significant.

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

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed.&quot; And yes, Gamal should be waking up right about now.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">I don't suppose a Knowledge (planes) check is applicable here?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Akellon: When we roll 1d3 hours, you better believe it'll be that many hours. *bricked!!*

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">For any guesses as to the 'name of the lord' at any rate?


 * Gamal-Junayd begins to open his eyes...and immediatly feels the pains from sleeping in a horrible postion for ...who knows how long

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">I can already guess it's either one of the gods, or a high-level devil.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not really.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Mental note. If this guy is ever arrested and tried, Miron will probably want to talk to him in jail. To see what he's like when neither side has to pretend to be completely on the side of law.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, he wakes.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sorenoc, I mean

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You're assuming this guy is gonna let him leave with his life. &gt;:|

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not much he can do if it comes to that, and their powers are about matched

VAE:<font color="#000000">like I said. If he's arrested along with the rest of the top brass.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">EXECUTIONS FOR EVERYONE! &gt;:O

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, is everyone who is prepared to leave the temple to assault the fort ready to go?&quot;

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;If they can all be gathered...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Same applies. Nobody's killing anyone unlawfully. They have to be tried.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let us gather them, then.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Bitch I'm Chaotic. &gt;:|

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'lord angel, Serrierr... I do not wish to impose...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And the possessed have to be cleaned up too. .. Otherwise, well. IC you know what it'd come down to


 * Gamal-Junayd looks around as no ones responding to him

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">In true akellon fashion, let us take an hour to round up all our party members! :U

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I do believe you would best be able to gather people without arousing suspicion.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well.. then it'll be Archer vs. Caster to use a F/SN comparison

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think the other 'inquisitors' are still buzzing around the one-eyed pompous guy.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Bitch I'm no archer.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome back to the waking world, adventurer-chef.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It seems that the poisoner did a poor job, regardless. All your men seem fit as a fiddle.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You must not know who Archer is if you take offense to that statement. =3= *bricked*

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh, different archer.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened? last thing I can remember was eating...&quot; he looks down at the probably dropped food all over him

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr's head turns up to Viceth offhandedly. &quot;Oh, titles such as 'lord' are not necessary. And yes, I shall go collect your wayward companions, then.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;It appears we have an incautious poisoner in our midst. Who was in the kitchen with you when you prepared those dishes?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">...The only Archer I know is this one. http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/chaotic%20neutral

RAM:<font color="#990000">Er, not that.

RAM:<font color="#990000">https://plus.google.com/u/0/105959476687529430682/posts

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

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

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr floats up to the courtyard. He looks at Jay Sawyer, making sure to catch his gaze, and winks once before loating on.

RAM:<font color="#990000">So, no. I don't know what Archer is being referred to. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">something made Hatari snrk? o.o


 * Glitch clicks!

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/38/Archer%28Fate_stay_night%29.jpg

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ram, THIS guy

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That Archery is pretty much the opposite of the one in reference.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Who is a badass manly hero.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ah, that explains it.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr then floats around to Aelian.

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Is that from a video game?

RAM:<font color="#990000">I've heard of Fate Stay Night, but that's it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This is not the appropriate place to explain. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Incautious poisoner. Such words go together almost as badly as atheist priest.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's a visual novel

VAE:<font color="#000000">so .. you're half right

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Treachery is more likely.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, half-elf, I do believe your mate has gathered a meal for your hounds in the back. They look quite hungry to me, when did they last eat?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr then walks over to Gamal.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may wish to conduct your own investigation, as mine was stymied.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Hey, here's a question.

Meany:<font color="#660033">If you take a fiendish lobster.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And boil it in holy water.

Meany:<font color="#660033">With the silver in the holy water.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Is it safe to eat?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hmm, might have to check it out.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Treachery. . . there is a saying that calls for never mistaking idiocy for malice. Perhaps what happened was merely an accident. &quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;The ones who are usually there, but a number of people go through there all the time, it is a somewhat central location.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh me oh my. Proud Vorel-Svent, it looks to me as if you've taken quite a spill. The medics must have a word with you. Come now, no arguing, you must be healed.&quot; Serrierr then grabs Gamal by the scruff of his mummywraps and carts him off.


 * Gamal-Junayd is dragged off

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After all, even assuming someone'd get caught by something as primitive as poisoned food would be the insight from a hollow head.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr does not handle Gamal roughly, but he does pick gamal up and float away with him.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">lessee, did I miss anyone...

Teeny Rin 5:<font color="#FF0000">The Inquisitors.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Do de la la la la la.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">......meh I'm Chaotic anyway. |D

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What is taking them?&quot; &gt;:|

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">After retrieving Gamal, Serrierr floats back down. &quot;Is that everyone you wanted?&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kan ve go kill tinks yet?&quot; =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about Tom and Miron?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't see why not.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">if you desperately want to forget them.. I'll go in about an hour or two anyways :3 Meh,out of call now.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh crap Thomas is up there too?


 * Thomas Lazarus GLARES. &gt;8O

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I just saw Miron and Anise. :B

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, then, I believe we shall be taking our leave.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus probably earns awkward glances from the refugees. =3=

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">I can't leave behind my conjurer!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">where the heck -is- Thomas?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I don't see his distinctive square any--OH! Found you, waldo.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If such is the case... I suppose we shall have to let you and your men go.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't say this has been a pleasant visit... but it has been an intriguing one. I do wish you luck and pray you walk a wise path, hm?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Serrierr bursts through a wall casually.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">That's how they do it in the other dimension.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr heads into the refugee wing. He looks down at Thomas and nods. &quot;It is time.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you are ready.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; They're leaving.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus doesn't turn his head.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. May the Cudgel watch your step, Baron.&quot;

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

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr looks forward at the window.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe we shall meet again.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Do you wish to hold them?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus swats tail around in agitation. &gt;8|


 * Kenneth Sorenoc nods to the summoner. &quot;I trust you are not to inebriated to cast?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Most certainly not. I want them gone forever.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well.&quot;

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, sir...&quot; *hic*

Gamal-Junayd whispers: you should make one token on every map with a lot of npc's named waldo.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What spell do you require?&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then we shall be off. To the usual place. Farewell.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I want them dead. &gt;:|


 * Tomiko Lazarus growlumbles. &quot;It wasn't this much of a chore just to move around back when it was only two of us.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, as that little plan failed...where are we going now that I had to be dragged on down here?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Her boot-tapping sends tangible thuds through the floor.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're going to an underground fort, Gamal.&quot;


 * Jacob Shyden begins a complicated spell gesture... Poof!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Farewell. Take care not to end up in a wall.. teleportation can be problematic.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd sits down to help rest while he shakes off the rest of the poison

Guardsman 7:<font color="#000000">... &gt;.&gt;;

Guardsman 7:<font color="#000000">The guards awkwardly march off. =3=;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What were you doing, anyway?&quot;

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What.. us?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Is something the matter, Thomas Lazarus?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Oven timer brb ))

Miron:''<font color="#000000">That was odd... Best report downstairs. ''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, Gamal.&quot;

Kelsey Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;...... Son of a BITCH! &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at the mummy.

Kelsey Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;That summoner took one of the silver buckets with him! &gt;:E&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr bristles as he hears a sudden cry.

Ball of Light 8:<font color="#000000">&quot; D-- don't worry, we'll find some more -- &quot; D|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am filled with regret at smelling the tacos. I have heartburn already. *bricked*

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr enters the courtyard, concerned.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Senior Analyst Thorngage.. I report that we have seen the baron and his retinue depart, and observed no disturbance.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;You did not...require every bucket you liberated, did you?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I am so killing the shit out of those guys the first chance I get. &gt;:E

Kelsey Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nah. We'll still be fine.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have witnessed no subterfuge on their part as of the time.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Calm down, gunman.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That would cheapen it.

Kelsey Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuckin' annoying is all.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, very good then.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr looks back up at the roof.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">The three are still there, aren't they?

Kelsey Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Politicians. Can't leave you without taking some of your cash with them.&quot; =w=;

Hamatula:<font color="#000000">Still there, watching. Hello. |3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You need to lead into a dramatic killing statement first, and make them feel sorrow and folly for earning your wrath.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was attempting to serve them a meal that if they had all eaten it...they might of fallen asleep like I did...and we could of made sure they wouldn't bother anyone for the duration of their stay

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And then kill them. *_*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Can I just kill them slowly and painfully?

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr points his finger at the three Hamatula.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And narrows his eyes at them.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">He wags his finger, then turns and walks away.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'm thinking shoot out their kneecaps first. &gt;:E

Miron:<font color="#000000">No. You need to make them feel the blunt force of the law crushing them. Do it by the procedure.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">FUCK YOU AND YOUR PROCEDURE! &gt;:O

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Oh, almost forgot Thomas, again.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you ready now, Thomas Lazarus?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Fuck you and your senseless slaughter.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">They're evil.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It's not senseless.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you, Sszeyl? Let's be going.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">It is. Procedure has to be adhered to. An execution does so much more than just a killing.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr then heads down to the basement again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I did not forget that you exist. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But it seems I was wrong. =3=; *bricked*

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone here?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus tromps below.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Bam.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe that is everyone except the Pelorites themselves, the most of which will need to remain here...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, Hy tink so.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We cannot leave this place undefended with obvious predators looming in.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">--ack Dammit Katie you -still- never told me about the Hooded Lanterns! &gt;:O

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, what is the plan then?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*fumes* -3-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're a gnome. It's basically critical to the organization that she never does. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I was promised! &gt;:[

Miron:<font color="#000000">Hey, I am a gnome too!

Miron:<font color="#000000">We aren't all idiots!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We're not a lawful church. =3= *bricked*

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Honorable Serrierr.. Perhaps it would be best if you were to stay with the Pelorites at the temple. You are a capable warrior, and they may require your aid.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">That is not a badge of pride, Tom.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr looks up at Viceth.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Chaotic and proud of it.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. I suppose the time has come that we must forge our way below, and cut out the heart of this beast.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The sooner the better.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">That's like saying &quot;Luetic and proud of it.&quot;

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

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I had hoped to take part in the assault, as it is sure to be a glorious fight. Not to mention the terms of Thomas Lazarus form my service here. But...&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr looks at Thomas.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;What was the holdup upstairs, anyway?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I am at your disposal. Where you say I am most needed, I will go.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You tried to teamkill us, your opinions are invalid.

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;Remember that summoner? He made off with a bucket of silver dust.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The people here need protecting, too. It is the whole purpose of the war we wage.&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- That son of a bitch!&quot; &gt;:|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Remain vigilant here. Your powers are indespensible as a guard.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">Tathi ponders.. Is there some manner of foulplay that can be achieved with stealing one's components, beyond perhaps the absence of the component?

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well, Thomas Lazarus.&quot;


 * Ball of Light 4 audibly sighs in relief.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">I tried to teamkill you when it seemed you have conspired against the lawful order of this town

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(dammit! there goes -another- chance to fight with Tomiko! :B )

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(Dunno if that's the last one...)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Your opinions are invalid.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm probably not going to be in the spotlight either. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">So are yours, shoota boy.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, since it's technically a belonging, it could be used as a scrying tie? *shrug*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">At least I don't kill my own allies.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Not my allies who I tried to kill. Not for long, anyways.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right, let's form up.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr heads back up to the courtyard, and takes his place hovering over the fountain.

Miron:<font color="#000000">We are pressed together by necessity.

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;I.. half wonder if he plans to scry on us using that silver as a focus.. but what a strange way to go about it..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That'd fail.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The silver hasn't been in the possession of any of us for quite long enough.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well that only took all day..&quot; She closes her eyes and stalks off to the underground exit.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...We haven't had those buckets of silver long enough for them to be tied to us, did we?&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... The Kordites have.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;From what I understood of scrying, it takes a more significant personalized belonging...&quot;


 * Shankfang the Deffrider follows let's get a freaking move on people!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope. The devils had it for a month or so in the vault.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;You folks have some strange ideas of how magic works.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's actually a problem. If he tries and it fails...it shows that we did not lawfully own that silver as we claimed&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;But we don't have time to worry about that now. C'mon! Get yourselves ready!&quot; &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Snarky.

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;If you've been in possession of something for seconds it can be used against you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Sorry, boy. This one's not for you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I am as ready as I'll be.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hardly, Tathi.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...I have no idea where I'm going.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;At that point it doesn't do much, you can do more with just a name of who you're seeking.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Really? That's not how Morgan explained it to me...and that doesn't make much sense. If it works like that, then anything touched by anyone could be used as a scrying tie...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, Gnogglebolt finds someone to look out for Snarky while he's gone. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyone in the temple want to watch over a mischevious electric lizard? :B

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;The spell itself is difficult. The materials it requires are not. Save the mirror, of course.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vonain is right... it seems anything more complex than a fireball is out of our dear elf's field, sadly.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">First rule of magic; ain't gotta explain tits.


 * Bespectacled Teen is saddled with it. =3=#

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Good boy. |D

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;I find it hilarious that the person who isn't a wizard is trying to lecture the person who is..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Regardless, a brief contact serves for little. You have to have skin contact for a few hours at the very least for it to be of use. Indirect contact, days or months, depending on sort.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;Save it, Aelian. Miron believes if he reads a book about something he understands it..&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;Would explain his love life...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus seems a little burned out, and shockingly doesn't interfere with the argument. =_=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once more into the Deeps...&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right, listen up!&quot; Altonor calls, turning and addressing the assembled adventurers at the mouth of the tunnel entrance.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl is hardly moving.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*mildly red* &quot;That is none of your business. Besides, since when do you call being a sugar boy &quot;love life?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnome and aasimar turn their heads to listen.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And when he is, it's alarmingly -boneless- how he moves. :U

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're headed into the Underdark. Not just the Underdark, the Sleepers' March. Now for those of you who are uninitiated in the March, it's like a bad part of town in a city run by the deep dark gods. So listen up if you want to stand a chance of coming home alive and with your sanity intact!&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus looks to the Drow.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):''<font color="#000000">Just like where I got lost, those years ago... ''


 * Shankfang the Deffrider listens impatiently.

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#FF0000">I took over a Drow city once.. =3= *bricked*

Altonor:<font color="#000000">He seems to have developed a sudden sergeant quality. (How the heck do ou spell that word =3=; *brick'd*

VAE:<font color="#000000">as an aside, that was a fun retort, Nomming it preemptively.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( You spelled it correctly. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">sergeant is in fact correct

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Sergeant?

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Number one, and number two! Stick with your group, and don't go deeper. You see a slope heading downward, a shaft, so much as a trapdoor or a staircase, avoid it by all means possible, or if you have to go down it, make sure your group's together and prepared! You wonder why the dead elven heroes and their guardians in these parts stay in caves? It's so they can protect the soft surface folk from the horrors of the March. There are things down there that will make you lose sleep for weeks, if you even survive, and that's just near the surface. You get down deeper, the deeper you get, the worse it gets. &quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sarge:

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">sergeant.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll be right above the edge where things take a turn for the truly horrific down there, so stick together, and try to stay as close to the surface as you can. You get separated for too long, you're dead, you're disintegrated, you're lunch, or if you're unlucky, you're enslaved, kept on the brink of death, and turned into a host for a brainslug. Got me?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods uncertainly.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain, however, is just listening with a solemn expression that...seems to speak of experience of his own?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. The disambiguation article lead to 50 things that aren't sergeant. :B *bricked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:|

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;I said, got me so far?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uh...I got you!&quot;

Miron:''<font color="#000000">Yammer on, drow. All that's just common sense with fancy dressing. ''


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. o_o;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir Yes Sir!&quot; said with a smile

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot; I got you.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good! Let's move on.&quot; &gt;:3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone with a head on their shoulders knows as much. But, let's move on.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! While we walk, keep walking, don't mind me, but listen to this as well.&quot; Gnogglebolt says as the group starts to move.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of the lovely natives, let's talk about some of the local flora and fauna. Long story short? You don't know what it is, stay the fuck away. There's point three.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus smirks.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">The group hasn't started to move yet.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">=3=

Firaira:<font color="#990099">&quot;No, you don't.&quot; The high elf says flatly to Miron. &quot;You think you know the underdark. You might. But you don't know the deep dark. And that is very close to where we are going. There are places that drow dare not tread, the territory of mind flayers and the like. That is the deep dark.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Imaaaagination. We don't have the beyond mapped until we get to where we're going. :B

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;You got four colors of fungus to watch out for down there. The purple glowing ones are usually safe and edible, but they could also try to eat you, so check with your local drow or naturalist before you get close. See a brown patch of mold and feel any chilly air, blast it with some cold or back away. Brown and cold, ice-death's hold.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">So, I believe we are all &quot;walking&quot;, yes?

Altonor:<font color="#000000">But we're explicitly not leaving yet. =.=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">for what it's worth?

Altonor:<font color="#000000">PAY ATTENTION MAZIAN!

Altonor:<font color="#000000">Thank you. :P

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything yellow? Stay far away and blast the sucker with fire if you need to get anywhere within five feet. They throw spores that're worse than a vrock's. Last one, green slime. That stuff eats flesh, metal, wood, anything but stone it comes in contact with. Fire, cold, and sunlight'll kill it, and there are other ways, but you're best off asking a dwarf. Purple glimmers, brown chills, green devours, yellow kills! Remember it. Iit might save your life someday. &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Yeesh fine you said you were done. o.o

Altonor:<font color="#000000">No I didn't, which brings me to my next point.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So basically everything will try to kill us.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Number four! Pay attention!&quot; he snaps, then grins at the people who start. &gt;|3

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;.. okay I really have to ask. How did those rhymes translate to common so well?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks exceptionally worried at the mention of green slime.

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

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even with the local wildlife and inhabitants not trying to kill you, the caves themselves can. Especially since this is a coal mining town. You hear, see, feel, taste, smell anything off, tell your group. There are pockets of gas down there. Shifting walls. Underground rivers. Ancient traps. The walls themselves? They can catch on fire. Mages, watch your concussive force and your fireballs. Last coal mine fire I know was started by an apprentice mage fifty years ago. ''It's still burning. Don't be that person.''&quot;


 * Shankfang the Deffrider just simmers angrily.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;You hear anything like shifting stone or digging, speak up immediately. Your ears and your voice might be the only things between life and being a purple worm's lunch. Oh yeah. They're down there. If you're lucky it doesn't have a mind flayer riding it. Not to mention the caves themselves are unstable. One wall or pillar collapsing could bring the whole cavern down on your heads, or bring the whole town into a sinkhole. Again. Don't be that person! &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's head is nodding and bobbing.


 * RAM looks pointedly at Techy.

Thomas Lazarus:''<font color="#FF0000">Why does any sentient person live in this place. D| ''


 * Gamal-Junayd is standing at attention. he can play the good soldier

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">By this time, Vonain's just smirking as they passed the 'big stuff' to him.

Firaira:<font color="#990099">Well the realestate is just killer. BA-DUM-TISH!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ram; what?

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor doesn't bother to respond to Firaira. Like I haven't seen a mine or a tunnel.Here's a drow pretending to be a dwarf


 * Dr. Hatari gives Ghost an Arcalane award.

RAM:<font color="#990000">NO EXPLOSIVES! *Brick'd*

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Number five, stick near your healers. That'd be me, Thomas Lazarus, and the bard over there. Anyone else has healing capability, speak up now.&quot;

Firaira: <font color="#990099">(( Why does it smell like cheese.. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yeah, you heard'em. No explosives. That includes firearms! They explode! :&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No, they jam.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You're just being difficult again =3= *brick'd*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">They have little explosions -in- them!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">wha--buh

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Little contained explosions. Now shut up. =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I'm...just teasing.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;There we go, add Miron Steelsprocket to that list.&quot;


 * Glitch gives up.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">firearms tend to spark on ricochets don't they?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No.

Meany:<font color="#660033">The explosive charge is all directed to propelling.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually I think that's a myth.

Meany:<font color="#660033">That's a visual cue.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">They don't spark.

Meany:<font color="#660033">So the audience can see it.

Meany:<font color="#660033">For television.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And movies.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's Inquisitor Miron Steelsprocket from you.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Woodsmen, scouts. Can you use healing wands? How are your stocks?&quot; He looks at Firaira and Aelian.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Believe it or not, bullets are actually relatively soft.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">&quot;I can, but I do not have any.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Unless it's a FMJ?

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain raises a hand. &quot;I can use scrolls and wands with pretty decent reliability, no matter what kind.&quot;


 * Altonor gestures. &quot;Inquisitor Miron Steelsprocket. Of course.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I've got a few scrolls on me, in fact.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;No healing ones, unfortunately.&quot;

Firaira:<font color="#990099">The elf draws a wand out of her sleeves, twirls it once, and puts it away again.


 * Altonor tosses a wand to Vonain -- Wand of CLW, fully charged. &quot;Courtesy of the kindly templars. We'll need all the healers we can get.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom looks to Vonain. Raises his brows. &quot;...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Even then, that's only a hard shell.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mr. Seldriot, please come here for a second.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain catches the wand and stows it. &quot;Much obliged.&quot;


 * Altonor tosses a second one to Aelian.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain blinks at Thomas, but acquieces and walks over.

Aelian:<font color="#990099">Wand-get! &quot;My thanks.&quot;


 * Altonor nods.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aside from the obvious, once we leave this temple, we'll be in danger of possession. Very real danger. You notice anything odd, do not think it'll just magically disappear! Tell your healers. Most of 'em can cast protections and spells that'll ward off possessions and keep you safe and sane until you get to an exorcist.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll likely be facing possessed people down there. Take 'em alive if you can, and if you can't, bring their bodies. But, this is very important! ''Do not announce this if you can help it! These fiends are not stupid, they are not deaf, and not above underanded tactics. If they hear you're trying to take mages alive, what do you think they'll do? &quot;''

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And what Shankfang uses is far before FMJ rounds were developed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Couldn't Serrierr protect us from possession as well?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It's literally just a ball of lead.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">Ack, itallics broke.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He reaches into his belt and draws out a tightly wound velum. He places it in Vonain's palm. &quot;Someone dies -- read this, cast it, touch them. You have about five seconds from after they draw their last breath to get there and make it happen. In case I can't.. ... ..or it's me.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom provides a scroll of Revivify.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">* &quot;We'll likely be facing possessed people down there. Take 'em alive if you can, and if you can't, bring their bodies. But, this is very important! Do not announce this if you can help it! These fiends are not stupid, they are not deaf, and not above underanded tactics. If they hear you're trying to take mages alive, what do you think they'll do?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain holds the scroll in his hand and looks at it weightily for a moment, before nodding and stowing it. &quot;Got it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">Tathi's very quiet and solumn through all this.


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*adds stuff to inventory

Firaira:<font color="#990099">&quot;There is one difference between a living soul and a corpse in the underdark.&quot;

Firaira:<font color="#990099">&quot;One is vigilant.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any questions?&quot;

Firaira:<font color="#990099">And that's all she says.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain then looks back up to Thomas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl raises a hand.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I just....you should know, I said decent reliability. Not...&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, old man in the back!&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Not perfect reliability. I'll do the best I can, I sweat.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*Swear

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Not perfect reliability. I'll do the best I can, I swear.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;What pace do you want to set? March, run, or something else?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Just...just letting you know, it doesn't always work.&quot;

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

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll have to improvise. Depends on what they have down there. What do you think this is, a military outfit?&quot; |3


 * Viceth rolls his eyes. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt holds up a hand. &quot;I wanted to tell everyone one quick thing that should help us, just so everyone's aware.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;I could draft you all in Erytherinu's army?&quot; Tathi teases.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;No thanks, I'm done with the army.&quot; :P


 * Tomiko Lazarus hasn't been saying much. She watches with folded arms and an approving look of slight amusement.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl calmly peels off his old man face to reveal a patch of black around his eye.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I'm not eligible.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I whipped up a little marvel, if I do say so myself, an hour ago. You know how those damn devils have been loving to just jump away when things look bad for them so they can alert reinforcements?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Then lets the face snap back into place.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eytherinu's army? I'd rather clean up sewers.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I got something that should stop them from being able to do that. If they're within...say...a hundred feet of me, and I'm looking at them, they shouldn't be able to translocate.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl pulls off his face -- it's Tom Cruise?!

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now isn't that something!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So if you see a devil, let me know, get me in range.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Got a question. will it be safe to use lights, broadcasting our position, but allowing all of us vision, or will we be having to move in utter darkness, some of us being led like the blind, just for safety's sake?&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure, sure. Just don't try to blind me again if I pick you up, short-legs.&quot; &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hopefully that will let us keep the element of surprise for longer.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lights will be fine. Our enemies have darkvision in any case.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Speaking of.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh-heh...&quot; Gnogglebolt looks down repentantly at Masable's word.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl blurs over to Gnogglebolt.

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;My studies have shown me that more often than not, light means nothing in the underdark.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;You have been painfully slow for a considerable span of time.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Creak. Clatter. Yeah, 15-ft move speed here. &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yaaaay Darkvision! \o/

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;We are entering into combat, so do you require a lift?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; might.&quot;

Firaira:<font color="#990099">Firaira nods. &quot;You will meet creatures that know where you are if you ever so much as touch the ground.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll try and let you know first.&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do we do once we reach the objective? Is there an agreed-upon protocol to destroying it?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl adjusts his bag of holding to be a backpack.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Very well.&quot;


 * Altonor claps his gauntlets together. &quot;We'll improvise. Your magus said cold and disrupting the stone'll do it.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, in case anyone cared to noticed, Vonain has a little crystal orbiting his head an inch away. :B

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pop quiz, who can name me the four points I just talked about?&quot; &gt;:3

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*notice

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Dispatch what defenders it has and destroy it at the first opportunity. We have several experts with us if any special precautions need to be taken.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't go deeper!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uh...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They'll have to see it first, no doubt.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stay together, deal with molds, it's a coal mine, watch for worms.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stay away from all the slimes, oozes, and molds...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It even rhymes&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't let things blow up...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...alert if anything sounds or smells funny.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did I get it?&quot; (that was honestly from memory too, no scrollback)


 * Thomas Lazarus always fails quizzes!!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;A little something you should be aware of.&quot;


 * Tathi rolls a wisdom check *tech'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said, disrupting the rock will have to do. Just be a bit behind when I do it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl stretches his right arm up so the sleeve falls away, showing the gold geometric lines all ending in Vandria's Shield at the shoulder.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Between the two of you, you got it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;If I use this, don't be standing next to me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;It will distablize you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Noted.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone else have any important information to volunteer?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, I might be off.. likelihood of being bothered is rising.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Furthermore.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're almost done.


 * VAE rolls listen check irl

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl breathes some smoke into Gnogglbolt's general direction.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I think

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">nope.. hmm

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Like a -massive- puff of smoke.

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;I am going to have to keep my magic close to my chest here. Flames aren't all I need to worry about. Also, do we know of any malignant effects on magic in this area of the underdark? Wild magic zones perhaps?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Don't be in front of me if I use -that-.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah. If we decide to separate for any reason, let me know first. I've got a little present for everyone.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Four hour get-nowhere Akellon UNACCEPTABLE *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt staggers and coughs.

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not as far as I am aware of. But play it safe.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's better than usual holiday

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We need atleast ten hours of getting nowhere!!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Noted.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I migth have not been here at all

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Btw.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...anything else, or shall we start to move on?&quot;


 * Altonor folds his arms, looking over the group somberly. &quot;... I'll be honest with you, this is not going to be easy. Hell, there's a very good chance that people will die down there. It's your job to make sure you and your teammates come out alive, to keep the people of this town and possibly the world alive and free.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">The stomach dragon, stiill visible, waves at Tom again.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop, hang on.

Thomas Lazarus:''<font color="#FF0000">Uwa-what the hell. D| ''

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

You whisper to Ghostwish: * Altonor folds his arms, looking over the group somberly. &quot;... I'll be honest with you, this is not going to be easy. Hell, there's a very good chance that people will die down there. It's your job to make sure you and your teammates come out alive, to keep the people of this town and possibly the world alive and free.&quot; Ghostwish is disconnected. Sszeyl: The stomach dragon, stiill visible, waves at Tom again. Liatai: Oop, hang on. Thomas Lazarus: Uwa-what the hell. D| Ghostwish has connected.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Is Ghost on Hughesnet?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Yes.

Meany:<font color="#660033">He is.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Yes. |D

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">NOOOOOOOOOOO

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Is this a bad time to say that I just thought of something that I wanted Gnogglebolt to make smalltalk with another character during the walking trip into the Underdark, which is surely going to take some &quot;in-game&quot; time before getting anywhere interesting? ^^; )


 * Meany throws Ghostwish into a bath.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Or should I save it for later? ^^;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(...know what, I'll save it for later.)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(It was with Altonor, fyi.)


 * Altonor levels a purposeful look at everyone in the assembled group. Drow. Gnomes. Guardians. Criminals. Inquisitors. Raiders.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which brings me to my last point. Leave no one behind. Come back alive, and give 'em hell.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We aren't draftees, drow, save your wind.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmph.&quot; She knits her brows but maintains her stance.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ready, ladies and gentlemen?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We know the score.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:|

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Give them the hell they crawled out from!&quot; Vonain agrees.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef been ready.&quot; &gt;:|

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

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;I said, are you ready?&quot; &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Checked up and good to go.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt grins and whoops with everyone.

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;They started this fight, and we're going to finish it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">As does Vonain.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir Yes Sir!&quot; said with a smile

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. The devils and heretics will not prevail.&quot;


 * Shankfang the Deffrider fires into the air! TEMPLE POP! *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:''<font color="#FF0000">We never whooped in the Pelorite barracks. D| *bricked* ''

Tathi:<font color="#990099">&quot;Gurth gothrimlye!!!&quot; Tathi calls.

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


 * Altonor grins, drawing his scimitar and shield. &quot;Then what're we waiting for? Gurth gothrimlye, to war and glory!&quot; &gt;:3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;May the lawless know our holy wrath, brothers!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;F&#252;r die Leute, Feuer Frie!&quot; &gt;:O

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">&quot;Cast in the Name of God; ye not Guilty.&quot;

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

Tathi: <font color="#990099">(( .............. ))

Tathi: <font color="#990099">(( I have witnessed the folder of mink-faces. ))

Tathi: <font color="#990099">(( I am forever changed. ))

Meany:<font color="#660033">No you're not.

Meany:<font color="#660033">You just stole some for your GM faces.

GM:<font color="#000000">And so the group descended into the Underdark, deep into the darkest horrors of the world to combat the evils of the worlds beyond!

Meany:<font color="#660033">Also fiddlesticks.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">YOU WEREN'T MEANT TO LOOK UPON THE FACE OF GOD.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Actually, this is better.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and so, I am off, if there's nothing else

GM:<font color="#000000">... Now then, shall we nom? :3


 * VAE suggests ,yes

Meany:<font color="#660033">I was looking for some music I wanted to live-paint the Macers singing.

Meany:<font color="#660033">But oh well.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vom Feuer das in Lust verbrennt ein Funkensto&#223; in ihren Scho&#223; ein hei&#223;er Schrei Feuer frei!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And yeah

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Gnogglebolt for hostile tool takeover. |P

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">were ending now just before dungeon? awww

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Tathi and Aelian for that retort.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">sszeyl for painting. you monster

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghost has some very appropriate music going. &gt;:3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which retort?

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Our Last Hope by Two Steps from Hell.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Tomi for indirectly boozing up the summoner

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron's love life. The two know how to hit low

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">anything from 2 steps from hell probably works here

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh..&quot; Walking along into the below, to Altonor. &quot;..I'm very impressed. You got them to almost stop fighting and do something for a minute.&quot; |3

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Nomming Thomas for my sister did WHAT and why am I not completely survived.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">*surprised

Meany:<font color="#660033">I trust no one needed elaboration on -how crushed- Sszeyl's chest was in that painting?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Given the scene?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Next, Sszeyl's painting of gnogglebolt


 * Altonor laughs. &quot;Try wrangling drow!&quot; |D

VAE:<font color="#000000">and seconding Tom nom

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Seconding Sszeyl's.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and. . .think that's all

RAM:<font color="#990000">Aelian for epic tracking!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFBA82BS5fA&amp;feature=player_detailpage#t=61s

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmhmhm. We'll see. Maybe I'll linger around if this works out.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now for wrath! And for ruin! And a red dawn! fORTH EORLINGAS!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">I wanna nom Liatai for Tavia's brief distraction. So dog like. XP

Meany:<font color="#660033">Aha found it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not bad for half an hour's work, eh? |3 *brick'd*

VAE:<font color="#000000">As an aside... As much as I dislike him, Altonor's briefing deserves a nom


 * Thomas Lazarus was terrified the whole time. D| *bricked*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What was Shankfang saying, anyway? :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">Who is blamed knows pain from the fire that burns the skin. I throw a light in my face. A hot cry, Open Fire!

Meany:<font color="#660033">Let's see.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lyrics from Feuer Frei.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Nomming Tom for &quot;OUT.&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">Nomming Shankfang for &quot;I just don't give a shit.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">The song is basically about violent revenge.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The last 2012 Akellon. =3=c

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Still in the temple.&quot; *bricked!!*

RAM:<font color="#990000">I found the lyrics quite fitting for Shankfang's current mood.


 * VAE tooting his own horn, points to Miron 1 Thermodynamics 0

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">and.. tha'ts perfect. It's characteristic of Akellon as a whole - we never get anywhere :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, not on plan

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Perfect is debatable. Appropriate, yes. =w=

VAE:<font color="#000000">and we still have fun not getting there.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Dorf Fortress can only -dream- of having this amount of mucking about. |P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not all of us have fun not getting anywhere. =w=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You'll be getting somewhere right at the start of next session. Trust me on that. &gt;:3

Meany:<font color="#660033">Hmmm.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Nomming Miron for Tea Party.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Greedverse has occasinaly sessions of pure muckign about when theya re back at the station but it also doesn't last as long

Meany:<font color="#660033">Btw.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Q is going to have so much fun next session.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Particularly if we level.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I just don't like the parts with all the politicking, mainly because Shankfang and politics mix like water and oil. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">So yeah.

Meany:<font color="#660033">No no no.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Shankfang and politics mix like water and sodium.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Or oil and fire.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Or water and potassium.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Or fire and...more fire.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Like thermite and your ex-wife.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I don't have an ex-wife.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Anymore.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Well played meany. XP

RAM:<font color="#990000">Indeed. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Very well played. :B

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Hostile tool takeover! I am not intimidated by your height. |D Tathi - 100 XP - Sick burn. 100 XP - Epic tracking! Sszeyl - 100 XP - Beware. Tomiko - 50 XP - Drowning a snake. Thomas - 50 XP - LECTURE MODE ACTIVATED &gt;:O GET OUT. 50 XP - My sister did what. Shankfang - 100 XP - I don't care, you're evil and stupid. =3= Gamal - 100 XP - Nice coverup. Miron - 100 XP - Fraternizing with the enemy.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....I don't get it. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;51700+100 = 51700 + 100 = 51800&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Someone explain the joke to him? :p

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">I pray he's joking. XP

RAM:<font color="#990000">50600.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I know what an &quot;ex-wife&quot; is, but &quot;anymore&quot;? What, did she get sucked into one of the Oblivion holes in the Goblins webcomic and never existed at all? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Here's a hint; incinerating former spouses. :P

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--oh

RAM:<font color="#990000">Thermite and ex-wife.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ahhhhhhh get it. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Saving campaign!

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">shutting d- oh wait. |P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So close to shooting things we need to hurry the fuck uuuuuuup~

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


 * Glitch snickers

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">That's right!

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">night! :P

RAM:<font color="#990000">It's MY server bitch!

Meany:<font color="#660033">Ta.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">She is still saving.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">DO NOT SHUT DOWN

Meany:<font color="#660033">You have a server bitch?

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">DON'T DO IT

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">DON'T YOU DARe

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">DON'T- okay do it

Meany:<font color="#660033">Wow.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Seeya in 2013!

Meany:<font color="#660033">Where did you buy that server bitch?

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">:B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Now all of you GET THE HELL OFF MY SERVER! &gt;:O *brick'd*


 * Glitch plays New Year's kazoo

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany you're on a roll tonight. XD

RAM:<font color="#990000">I bought it at Frys.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I think it's the pepsi.

RAM:<font color="#990000">It's pretty awesome.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Shutting down~

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

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

'' You have disconnected. ''