Session 45

Ghostwish has connected.

TMG has connected.

Faerie has connected.

Liatai:Hello hello :3

Liatai:Oh my gosh it doesn't take ten minutes to load a map.Highspeed, I've missed yooooou...

Liatai:Ooh. Oops. Fixed smilies.

Hyuuint has connected.

Meany has connected.

Liatai:Heyo heyo! :D

Liatai:We're starting on the Temple of Pelor. It's a big map, so you might want to preload it. ^^;

Meany is disconnected.

Meany is disconnected.

Liatai:&gt;: Foxthulhu-Sama has connected.

Liatai:IS A RAM! :O

Foxthulhu-Sama:Yes, is a RAM!

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Channeling Foxthulhu-Sama.

* Foxthulhu-Sama gives eldritch scritchies.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Oh, so, I might be late or something, apparently.

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">The family wants to go out for frozen confectionary, and drag me along. &gt;.&gt;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I just kind of tossed characters into random rooms. x3 If you want to adjust where your characters are in the temple, feel free.

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

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

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">And you're complaining about that?

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Gogo Fae ranger! To the ice cream!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Well, I'm told that we might be back more around 2:30

Faerie:<font color="#006666">So...yeah.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">:V

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">I don't see an issue.

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">Phhh

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Alright. Just letting you know.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, our audience members and players, if you want to poke around the temple pre-game, feel free to make use of the audience tokens. :3

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">where is the tokens? What is the map we need? XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Temple of Pelor is the one we're starting on.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a humongous map, though, so I'm reluctant to enforce vision.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Loading maps. Going to be out of communication for a bit.

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Oh, I see Herr Doktor got a new picture for Tom.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; IC, Tom got a haircut

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">Ah.

* Teeny Rin latches onto Gnogglebolt's finger and omnomnom!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Alright, so...I think we'll be going out later.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Which means I'll make the start, but have to break part way through.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Cool.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Wb.

TMG:<font color="#000000">..woooo. Big, purty map. :o

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

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

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

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

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Wb.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Lethris looks delightfully Arabian.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway. I kind of just chucked PCs into random rooms; feel free to adjust.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh, you've noticed the new token. x3

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">And now I try to load last map of the bunch.

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">interesting game thus far XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD It hasn't started yet, Hyuu.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This is the pregame settling in. :B

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">exactly

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't remember, have you ever been in the Akellon audience before, Hyuu?

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">once a long long time ago

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

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">d'awww kitty is being cute

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">biiiiiiiiig blue eyes

TMG:<font color="#000000">Speaking of kitties, mine's getting braver by the day. It's fascinating to see. ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The Techmeister has a kitty? :o

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yeah, Chocolate. I've said before how Chocolate and Monster hate each other?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Monster, as a terrier, is a vermin-chaser, so...

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">lol

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

* Foxthulhu-Sama remembers Chocolate.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Monster would charge and try to get Chocolate when they first met, and Chocolate would hiss and snap back, then try and run away.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, out of necessity, we had to enforce boundries for both of them. Monster doesn't go upstairs, Chocolate doesn't go downstairs.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...moving this to IRC, actually, if anyone wants to keep listening)

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Finally done.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry, Meanster. I know it's a huge map. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Nono.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">I finished that one long ago.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Been having to reload each and every map. |3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay, so IRC's a bust for me now.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">:B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, anyone want to keep listening while we wait for hatari?

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Any Hatari sightings?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No worries, we've got time. :3 Go ahead!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay. So, it was a few months ago after college ended when I realized how terrible it was that the poor cat's been confined to the upstairs floor for the past couple of years.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Monster, though a crazy little dog, -can- be trained with a firm and consistent hand.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Barbie token updated with new image.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So I tried to start a socialization project between the two. I'd close all the doors on the upper landing, then I'd bring Monster upstairs, in view of Chocolate

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Just needs the whole pic for the portrait too. :V ))

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Or does it...

TMG:<font color="#000000">Over time, I was able to get less jumping from Monster, and less hissing and growling from Chocolate.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Though, that eventually fell apart.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So finally, I'd pick up chocolate (he hates that) and dragged him downstairs a couple times, when Monster was out in the yard. Chocolate would be freaked out and would run back upstairs at the first opportunity, but I did this a few more times. And then something great happened; Chocolate started coming down on his own.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Now, things are at and all-time high and only getting better. Chocolate is coming downstairs all by himself almost every day, and for the past few weeks, has even not been running away the moment he sees Monster.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Monster, to his credit, has mostly stopped trying to chase Chocolate, barring a few incidents.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But the best part is when Monster -does- get all excieted and runs around, which makes Chocolate hiss and move away, Chocolate -doesn'-t run straight upstairs. He'll stay downstairs, despite being bothered, all by himself.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">So it's wonderful to see my project is being met with unprecedented success. ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop! Just got a text from Ghost. He's on his way back.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Cool. :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Monster, when not running around, has also been able to get very, very close to Chocolate with neither of them freaking out, and with no one (obviously) controlling them

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Considering Hatari only went to sleep five hours ago...

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">He prolly will be late. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">There was one point where Monster actually was able to -sniff- Chocolate's hindquarters. Of course, Chocolate then swung his head arround and hissed fiercely, but still neither of them really got into a fight, and monster moved away

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">at level 6 how many feats would you have gained, non-fighter

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Race?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">3. 4 if you're human.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">^

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">kay, thanks

TMG:<font color="#000000">However, this is also brining back memories to the previous dog we had...

TMG:<font color="#000000">She, sadly, is long passed away. We got Chocolate before she went to sleep for good, and things were funny then.

TMG:<font color="#000000">See, the previous dog was a black lab-dalmatian mix. She was black all over her body, but had a white belly with a little black dot in the middle. It was so cute. ^^

TMG:<font color="#000000">Her name was Darcee, and she was the -sweetest- thing ever. Didn't have a mean bone in her body.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">x3 With that pedigree, I can believe it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">She'd fetch she'd play, and when you scratched her behind the ears, she actually let out -long- happy groans. ^^

TMG:<font color="#000000">WHat was funny was when we got Chocolate. He was a wee kitten at the time.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And Darcee was WAY bigger than him. Like, six or more times, Darcee was a big dog.

TMG:<font color="#000000">When they fist met (during Christmastime) Darcee when over to sniff Chocolate. Chocolate freaked out and swatted at Darcee's muzzel with his claw.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Darcee tucker her tail between her legs, and actually hid behind the christmas tree. x3

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">Yep

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">Big doggies do that

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">they think they are smaller than they are at times

TMG:<font color="#000000">After that, they got used to each other and could be seen next to each other with no problems.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But, Darcee was an old dog at the time, eyes going bad, arthritus in the hips, things like that. One night, she went to sleep and... didn't wake up. But she did go peacefully.

TMG:<font color="#000000">then we got the little Monster, finding him as a stray. And the rest is history. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">and afk again.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">We're leaking players.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So it seems. &gt;: Liatai:<font color="#000000">Awww. I just checked in on my cousin's two Scotties. One is white/wheaten, the other is black. They're sleeping in parallel in the next room. x3

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">x3

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">So, Lia, shall we get some other stuff straight while we wait? :.

Hyuuint whispers: Can I try rolling out stats here? How do I do that, I forget XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What kind of other stuff?

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">The lycan stuff.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">We never talked on the method we were following.

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">the socratic method, obviously

Player &quot;Hyuuing&quot; is not connected. You whisper to Hyuuint: You can roll 4d6d1, or 1d6 four times and discard the lowest one for each score.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Snrk.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Would be funnier if I knew what that was. :B

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">ouch

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Socratic method - a method of teaching that largely consists of asking questions of the student.

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

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Avast.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ask Tech if you want an article that spells it out.

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">ok, 16 there

Faerie:<font color="#006666">So, what exactly is the hold-up right now? &gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- It's a Hatari! :O

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh! Hyuu, no, that's a 14/

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ghost hasn't checked in on this end yet.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's a 10 there.

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">you don't reroll ones?

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Tech is afk.

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">ok

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187;

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187;

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187;

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000066">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">And the Fae is departing soon.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh OUCH. A five. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">What's all dis den?

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">holy hell

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Meany, are you on drugs? :&gt;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Yes.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Yes I am.

GM:<font color="#000000">Hooray for cough medicine? :B

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">10, 5, 16, 13...

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">any chance I can reroll that 5...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Depends on your DM.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Whyfore the rollings? :V

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ah.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I said, I'll be departing some time later.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:U

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Don't know when.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">:U

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Hatari passed out at the keyboard again.

GM:<font color="#000000">Right, let's get a roll call!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Yo. :V

Hyuuint whispers: if YOU were the DM, would I be cursed with such a low number?

GM:<font color="#000000">*watches a tumbleweed bounce by*

You whisper to Hyuuint: Depends. Low numbers can make for interesting roleplay. ^^;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I'm right here :U

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Roll was called. :U

Hyuuint whispers: I'm trying to make a suave cool char, a 5 can't do that XD

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I know I'm a ninja, but I don't disappear that quickly. :P

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">War were declared

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ghost and Hatari are MIA again. =3=

You whisper to Hyuuint: Sure it can. Put the 5 in a physical stat. More focused on brains than brawn. ^^;

* Ghostwish bites Meany.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">There he is.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Now for the other one.

GM:<font color="#000000">Other two. Tech's MIA.

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Sonuva-

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh, never mind. x3

* Meany spills tea.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">D: Meany:<font color="#8B4500">*clean clean*

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Brb.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Someone set us up the bomb! D: Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">MAIN SCREEN TURN ON.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">SleepyDoktor may be getting breakfast...

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ohey, does anyone want the socratic method article? :O

* Dr. Hatari eats pizza for breakfast. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh, there he is. :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Best breakfast. :D

Faerie:<font color="#006666">All your base are belong to us!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You might want to pass it on to Meany when he gets back, Tech. :3

Hyuuint whispers: yeaaah...not what I was hoping, I think I will hold off on the rolling till he's ever actually needed

GM:<font color="#000000">Right, shall we begin the recap? -- Oh. Last call if anyone wants to change their location in the temple. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Also, players and audience alike, feel free to explore. The temple is open to all. :3

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Yo.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Back.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ooo, NPCs~

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">My token placement depends on time of starting.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Then I would be off to my my medical consultation. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">We're all just waking up after making it to the temple and crashing?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Bunches of NPCs! :O

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Off to the side here, for return during the afternoon.

* Dr. Hatari xD's at easter eggs.

TMG:<font color="#000000">easter eggs? :o Clickable things, right?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">More like tokens.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah. I did see the 'kan-ny' one ;)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There are very few clickable things in the temple, to cut down on map size. Mainly doors and stairs.

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Ready to start. :3 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Many of the sick rooms are also occupied.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">whoa whoa, meany

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl shouldn't leav before everyone else has woken up

TMG:<font color="#000000">we'll get worried. D: Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Roomates can pass messages, you know. &gt;&gt;

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">I am IMMEDIATELY suspicious of Father Locke...and of Sister Wren

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay fine--butWAIT!

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">they look like potentially eeeeevil people

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl is THE arget of last nights attack!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Would he REALLY go out alone? :O

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Not directly, he wasn't.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... to be fair, it IS Sszeyl. ^^;

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">And we've started doing that with increasing frequency.

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's been proven they now know where we are, he should stick to buddy system more than ever. :o

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Plus, if it would get that damn worm out of his head, he would walk on glass the whole way there.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">:P

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ohfine. &gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'll just live with having Gnogglebolt giving him a chewing-out later. &gt;;3

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, I am ready. Final roll call?

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">Oh look! Kor!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Oh no.

GM:<font color="#000000">ROOOOLL CAAAAALL!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Poor Edaric.

* Meany rolls.

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

* Dr. Hatari is here this time. He fucks those rolls up! &gt;:O

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d8 = 7&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">The hell you do. :U

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Meow.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Fae? :V

GM:<font color="#000000">Let us now begin the recap, while we wait for the Fae.

GM:<font color="#000000">Last time on Akellon...

TMG:<font color="#000000">(also, I could tell. You couldn't wait to use that new Minkface earlier. x3 )

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Huh what?

GM:<font color="#000000">A halfling bard named Calrach, the Nonreal Band, was met and recruited to the cause of routing Pamela Lundy and her undead creations in Castle Osyluth. Also, a coat of arms for the Vigilant Guardians was drafted, and Tom got a haircut.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Retroactive roll. &gt;:U

GM:<font color="#000000">And then assassins tried to burn down HQ. Wut.

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">crud.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 19 + 8 + 0 = 27&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">I am getting called away

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">later folks

Hyuuint:<font color="#000066">*poof*

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ta~

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">It failed. Miserably. Fireballs everywhere. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">When Barbie wakes up, he finds a full sized painting with a note painted around this exact image, minus trademark.

GM:<font color="#000000">A trio of adamantine spiders with flammable payloads attempted to burn down the Vigilant Guardians' HQ, but they were scarcely a match for our heroes, even in their pajamas. The party has gone to the Temple of Pelor to wait out the rest of the night... and we find ourselves at the DAWN of a NEW DAY - Cuthon 7th, Ica, 1221 CA. Take it away!

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">http://media-wallpapers.theotaku.com/caption-497173-20091016000719.jpg

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">'Going to see the Toris'. Be back soon.'

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt yawns and sits up as the warm morning sunglow spreads throughout the temple of Sun.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;...That boy has too much time on his hands. &gt;.#&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 10 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Dex check!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Sucessful dress-fu!

* Dr. Hatari opens important web pages!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt likewise gets dressed in proper clothes quietly, and leaves the room with Thomas.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He steps out the door, and leans agains the wall, rubbing his head.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Last night did not go well. At all.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi comes out of her trance, and stretches lazily. She blinks the slumber out of her eyes, and glances over at Aelian. Smirking, she kisses him on the cheek before getting out of bed. Then she glances at Kor in the chair.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">It was a miracle the assasins didn't manage to accomplish any of their 'objectives' then.

Father White:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir? Are you all right?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Pure glare of hate.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;What's with you, rat-lord?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">You let that harlop catch me!

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros yawns, stretching and waking up. He makes sure to put on his armor befroe heading out...and makes a note to himself that he ought to sleep in said armor in the future.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be fin. I'm one of the group who came in last night. It...was not a good night, obviously.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I have no idea what you're talking about.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak. Pout.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">The cat emerges, struggling with the painting, and a mass of black fur, and a box, all in one arm.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Rassafrassin...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi gets dressed, and then goes about preparing her spells for the day.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sleeping in such a peaceful place has helped though, thank you.&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up and smiles to the priest

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Dex check!

* Barbarus drops the box, trying to close his door with his teeth. Spools of string and sewing needles go everywhere.

Sister Wren:<font color="#000000">!

Sister Wren:<font color="#000000">An acolyte rushes over to help Barbarus pick up the sewing supplies.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt jumps and looks over at Barbarus.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Fank yew.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He mvoes over to help as well

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi, seeing her half-elf lover still in that silly human thing called sleep, giggles and heads outside.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There really isn't any shame in asking for assistance, barbarus...&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Tathi, Gnoggle, Sszey left a note for us.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...He left?!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;One of you take the damn painting so I can help with this more.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;A note? Concerning what?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Behold the note in the painting.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Le help pick up stuff.

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt stares at it, and groans. &quot;Damn that--oop!&quot; Gnogglebolt looks nervously at the priest next to him. &quot;Er, I mean, stupid dark efl. He should know better than this!&quot;

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Welp. Looks like he's gone to ice cream. :V ))

Sister Wren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't worry about the door next time.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus leaves the room a bit late. Not for lack of waking up on time, but rather more for being deep in morning prayer still. He glances around from the doorway. &quot;?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt finishes helping Barbarus get everything picked up

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">No reactions to the painting? I need to pracitce more, it seems. =3=

Father White:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, good morning, Brother Lazarus.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smirks at it in recognition? :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">A groan doesn't count? :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">(..you -are- talking about the Armstrong thing, right?)

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Yep. ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi glances behind her, and smirks as she sees the Cooshee following.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That it is, Father. The same to yourself.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Gotcha.&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">And after thanking the nice lady, the cat goes off to a warm spot in the sunlit garden to sew.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Painting left for the others to see.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He sighs lightly. &quot;I guess there's no helping it. Atleast we know the note's authentic. ^^;&quot;

* Brother Alexander moves out of the way, as if just realizing he was standing blocking the hallway. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe I shall make like the catfolk. I need time to think...&quot; Gnogglebolt seems a little more reserved this morning.

Father White:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take as much time as you need.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Father White:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Did you get a haircut?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Fight with a lawnmower. It critted him.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He nods and smiles at the priest as he passes, then heads outside and finds a bench in the roofless (or is it a glassroof? I -assume- it's sun-filled either way) courtyard.

* Thomas Lazarus glances aside to Tathi and remarks quietly, &quot;I imagine he's still being hard on himself over the night.&quot;

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

Jolenta Kelby:<font color="#000000">-- !!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Sszeyl, you mean?&quot;

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

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Ohsnap. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, silly. He's implacable. I meant Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Elros is trapped. ))

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

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Yoyo. ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Ohhh, the other implacable one?&quot; She says with a smirk.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He sits down on the soft grass, and lean up against the bench instead, looking up and closing his eyes, soaking up the rays.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">And then suddenly, &quot;Unexpected error&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Sew sew sew.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heyo, alex!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, not today, it seems.&quot; He nods at Father White.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Did you miss anything? If so, lastline?

* Faerie is this close to wanting to kill something. &gt;.&gt;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">D: Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">I...don't even know.

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( I know that feel, bro. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, I see you've DC'd twice. I'll whisper you both times. One moment.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">One computer overheated which, as usual, means I didn't record the last line.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">The second DC was deliberate.

* Swallowtail has ninja'd outside.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Because, &quot;Unexpected Error&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi walks off, heading to the courtyard with cooshee in tow. Oh gods help us if that dog digs up the flower patch.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After sitting in outward serenety for a bit, Gnogglebolt stands back up and wanders around...

Jolenta Kelby:<font color="#000000">--!!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...and sees two familiar faces. Ah, perfect thing to clear his mind!

* Thomas Lazarus rubs one of his hair-spikes between two fingers and awkwardly smiles aside. &quot;Still getting used to it, yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt walks over to Zylaro and Jolenta, waving. &quot;Ho there, friends!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi leans against the tree, and props her spellbook open on her knees. Amadre seems to have been ridden comatose by the soothing sun.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;So this is what you light-weight headed people felt like all these years.&quot; ^^;

Zylaro Elmyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt!&quot; The half-elf looks up, giving his usual nod of acknowledgement. Jolenta had been playing in the leaves.

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Can't get tangled web to connect. ))

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">Elros wonders what exactly the plan is for today. Wonders if there's anything that can be done other than hiding.

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( So, going with my gut. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It was lagging a little for me too.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 14 + 7 = 21&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Craft check.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">But I eventually got in.

* Father White chuckles. &quot;I can imagine. It looks good.&quot;

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Not lag, I mean, no conenction period. :B ))

Jolenta Kelby:<font color="#000000">&quot;H-hello.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh. Well. I confirm it's up anyways. =3=

Zylaro Elmyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;What brings you here today?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How have you been? And how have you been doing, little Jolenta?&quot; Gnogglebolt says, smiling to her.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh, um. We actually came in during the night, needed a place to stay...&quot;

* Jolenta Kelby clings to the half-elf, but at least has a meek smile. &quot;... Mm... I've been reading. About the bright place.&quot;

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Oop, add three to that result. :BV ))

Barbarus whispers: If I recall...it was 14 gp into a twenty-five gp coat??//

You whisper to Meany: Yep.

Barbarus whispers: Sorry for the extra stuff. :x

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's wonderful! reading is always good, Jolenta.&quot; Gnogglebolt beams.

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Let's see...twenty three times...ten was it? ))

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( So...that's 2.1 gp for the day. :3 ))

* Edaric peeks out of the room, glancing around the hallway sleepily.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Surrounded. =3=

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;There. A pefectly formed sleeve. |3&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's nice to visit and see you all again, although, not under the circumstances I might have hoped for.

* Thomas Lazarus nods to Elros and Edaric in turn.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">=3= ? &#171; &#160;1d20-1 = 18 - 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">The cat takes to walking around the courtyard.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Daw, I shouldn't have rolled. Is Sister Wren new? :B

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Brief wave to the duo.

Father White:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fires notwithstanding, how has life outside the temple been treating you? -- Oh, Sister Wren, this is Thomas Lazarus. One of our former templars, now knight-errant for the temple.&quot;

* Sister Wren nods. &quot;It's nice to meet you, sir.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus bows slightly. &quot;Likewise, ma'am.&quot; He offers a soft smile.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm surprised trollcat hasn't been trying to troll the sleeping young templar yet. :B

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Troll cat? Pft. It's mischief time. Kor bounces out of the chair, and skitters under the door.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Life as an 'adventurer' has been quite a lot grittier than I ever could have imagined. But, I also think it's for the best. These people have done the world incalculable good -- a handful of times over.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&gt;.#

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 4 + 14 = 18&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Hey, where'd that rat go?

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Sneaksneaksqueak sneaksneaksqueak!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Bombing run.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, it is great to see you again, especially to see you two doing well.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..And that was just in the time I've known them.&quot; He glances to Elros. &quot;I wonder; I've never asked what you Guardians had done before I met you.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 17 + 6 = 23&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Ranged touch attack on everyone in the courtyard. &gt;.O

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Sniff sniff. Now where's that kitchen at..

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm...the rest of my group still seems to be scattered...mind if I sit with you?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Make a reflex save to avoid smelling like &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; different tropical fruits.

Zylaro Elmyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please, by all means.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alex; ooh! Perfect roleplaying opportunity :o

Brother Colburn:<font color="#000000">&quot;--?!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">CAPRISUN'D.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tell Thomas what Elros knows of the group before they met him! :D

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Throwing from 70 feet away.. that's quite the debuff. :3

* Sister Acosta genuinely doesn't seem to mind.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">...wait, which group? &gt;.&gt;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt takes a seat in the grass near Jolenta, and just sits there peacefully, idly fidgeting with a few things in his pocket

* Young Templar is now dreaming of food. Zzz...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">...... Uhhhhhhhhh. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alex; just, before we met Thomas

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 17 + 10 = 27&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Sneaksneaksqueak sneaksneaksqueak!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 4 + 14 = 18&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Hey, where'd that rat go?

* Jolenta Kelby goes back to playing with the leaves. :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">You know, like the big goblin project? before we actually got the official group and name

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Suddenly.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Rat. .O&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Le chase.

TMG:<font color="#000000">....!!! Howdidyoudotinytextliatai :o

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">That was like...you mean when we still has Sofox playing?

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">o.o;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- Oh crud. I knew I forgot something. XD Kitchen!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XD!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Aha!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">TMG: HTML. small /small

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Hey, you can't see or hear kor if you don't beat those rolls, cat. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alex; Sofox was only around for the first session. o.O

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Suddenly, Thomas' old room is a kitchen. Tom: &quot;=3=!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Damn.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">pffffffffffft

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Back to trolling.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Thomas and Miron only joined the group -after- we got rid of Trofim, before we went after the first Blackskull den

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Sprtiz sprtitz. Troll.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's assume the kitchen and mess hall are on the second floor. =3=;;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Whistle~

TMG:<font color="#000000">we had rounded up all the Redmaw goblins, staked out their hideout and got attacked by the Blackswords, then went out to take care of the Blackswords and got hit with Milia Banshee

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak! A sneaking I shall go!

* Young Templar grumbles and swats. Zzz...

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 8 + 10 = 18&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Sneaksneaksqueak sneaksneaksqueak!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Remember all that?

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 9 + 14 = 23&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Hey, where'd that rat go?

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d8 = 1&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Congraulations, dear little Templar.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Umf! Squeak. Umf! Stupid stairs, why must they be so tall!? Umf!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">You are now uniformly... &#171; &#160;1d10 = 9&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Orange.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Uniformly orange.

Young Templar:<font color="#000000">Zzz...

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor heads up the stairs into the unknowwwwwn...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt continues idly shuffling through his pockets...then his hand closes on something he almost forgot he had. A deck of cards.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">where's this tiny text everyone is speaking of.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">^what he said

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

<font color="#000000"> :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Hey, Jolenta! Would you like to play a little game?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">o.o

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">:O!

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">That is a bit small.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Also um...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And HUGETEXT.

* Faerie tries to recall old sessions. &gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">THAT MEANS YOU HAVE HUGE GUTS. *brick'd*

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Gah! D: Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">I've got a game they could play. It's called &quot;Hide the Banana&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alex; if it's hard, you can go to the wiki and look at session summaries. x3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram, considering the circumstances, that was -extremely- bad taste if it is what I think it is.

* Young Templar patiently waits for the cat to get closer... &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14&#160;  &#187; Bluff...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Studio audience laughter resounds.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Is there even a second floor to this place? :&gt;

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">-I- don't even know what it is.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... considering it's Jolenta we're talking about... yes... bit of a faux pas. ^^;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alex; okay, here you go.

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://akellon.wikia.com/wiki/Timeline

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... ... ...&quot; ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://akellon.wikia.com/wiki/Session_Transcripts

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just have Elros put all that in his own words to Thomas. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There is no second floor or basement mapped. Imagine. :3

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Sense Motive.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt holds up the deck of cards to Jolenta. &quot;Would you like to learn a game you can play with cards?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Doo dee doo.

Jolenta Kelby:<font color="#000000">&quot;A... game?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Attack the kitchen! Where is it!?

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">No, I mean what, just about what we were doing before we met him? &gt;.&gt;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...you've lost me. o.O

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Just let it all go. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">... You've been afk the entire campaign, haven't you. :P

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Move on.

* Young Templar suddenly charges! &#171; &#160;1d20+5+2 = 4 + 5 + 2 = 11&#160;  &#187; attack roll!

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">No, I haven't DX

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">TMG: Tell Thomas what Elros knows of the group before they met him! :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed! We take turns picking up and putting down cards according to certain rules.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">x3

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">I mean &quot;the group.&quot; Our group? Or...

* Barbarus calmly steps back because that totally didn't meet his AC, buckoo.

* Faerie thinks he misread that.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">&gt;.&gt;;;;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just whoever was with us at the time! I'm not saying any specific roster

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh. Yes, the Vigilant Guardians.

TMG:<font color="#000000">It doesn't matter

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;If you want more colour, or a clean up, all you had to do was ask. =3#&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just, what were we doing before we met Thomas

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">I read &quot;before they meet&quot; him, and went &quot;Wait, which group hasn't he met? D: &quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor sneaks over to the kitchen. Is anyone in there?

* Young Templar misses and doofs over from sleepiness. D: Young Templar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Ow.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...And by the way, Liatai.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Suddenly.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Candied apple.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ask me later and...I may show you something you may squeedie over. &gt;.&gt;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Dangled right in front of templar's face.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Need a pick-me-up?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">http://www.mariniscandies.com/images/products/detail/cinn_3_pack_med.gif

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">So, it helps to read &quot;met&quot; instead of &quot;meet&quot;

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">A woman in a warrior's version of priestly robes is in the kitchen.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Visual reference of a candied apple.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">o.o! Kor looks about for the pantry, and then sneakidy sneak squeaks over to it. Where's the cheeeeeese!?

* Young Templar pushes himself up. &quot;... No thanks. Though if you would get rid of the orange, I'd appreciate it.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">SUDDENLY.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Le orange is no more, and apple smell is everywhere.

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 10 + 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 5 + 8 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen...

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Oh crap-

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 16 + 14 = 30&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Hey, where'd that rat go?

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 16 + 10 = 26&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Sneaksneaksqueak sneaksneaksqueak!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Phew!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Bombing run!

Young Templar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Thank you. Please try to tone it down while you're in Pelor's house; this is a place of rest, after all.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 10 + 6 = 16&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; RTA, as the cat charges the group around the tree!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;And also of making children laugh!&quot;

Young Templar:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Hey --&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Well, this is quite a bit more exciting than what we were doing before.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guh!&quot; Gnogglebolt nearly spills the cards everywhere as Barbarus vaults him.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Sparkles, around those folks, and candied apples for all.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;...not that waiting around in a temple is, per se.&quot;

Jolenta Kelby:<font color="#000000">&quot;... ???????&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It's food. :3 You eat it. The sparkles just make it pretty.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Omf.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;In regards to the latter part, I hear you.&quot; |D

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 2 + 8 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 10 + 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen...

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Have I even gotten to the pantry yet!?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You're close. About two checks away.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 2 + 14 = 16&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Hey, where'd that rat go?

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 13 + 10 = 23&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Sneaksneaksqueak sneaksneaksqueak!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeakity squeak!

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Can't say the goblins ever tried to kill us in our sleep though.&quot;

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 14 + 8 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 14 + 8 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen...

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">fffffffffff-

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 4 + 14 = 18&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Hey, where'd that rat go?

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Sneaksneaksqueak sneaksneaksqueak!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps I was never cut out for being a templar; it has been good to stretch my legs and see the outside world with you folks.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..The standing about in peace and quiet rather got to me.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, does Jolenta seem receptive to the idea of playing a cardgame?

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 14 + 9 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; attack roll!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">SQUEEEEAAAKKK!!!

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 18 + 9 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Grapple check!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20-11 = 19 - 11 = 8&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; grapple! Unhand me you fiend!

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rats again -- out with you!&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">How dare you!

* Mother Sianna takes Kor to the courtyard and lets him loose there.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Or to sparkly candied apples? =3#

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeeea-*whump!*

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;I can imagine. It...seems like we ought to be doing something. I know we are safe here, but...something is still out there.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi blinks, and looks up. &quot;Kor, what the hells have you been up to?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'ah. I suppose you're right, in the end.&quot;

Jolenta Kelby:<font color="#000000">Jolenta seems hesitant, but interested in the card game... but still a bit distrustful of the apples.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">The prelude to my revenge. =.=*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I imagine the others are mostly up.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods to Elros and turns to tromp out towards the courtyard.

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that your rat, miss?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Yes, yes it is. Please tell me he didn't get into any cheese..&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Hey!

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;I should think. They're not the sort to spend a whole day sleeping, even with the...excitement.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;He's rotund enough as is.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">HEY!!!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnoggleolt takes out the cards, and gestures to Zylaro as well. &quot;This is a game I learned from some halflings a while back, I'm pretty sure you'd know of it too Zylaro, it's pretty popular around here. It's called 'Snaggletooth', and...&quot; Gnogglebolt spends a little time explaining how things work to little Jolenta.

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;He nearly did. Kindly keep him out of the pantry and kitchens, or I'll be forced to treat him like a common rat rather than a potential familiar for someone.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shields his eyes for a moment before scanning the courtyard.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;That might actually do him some good, but I'll keep that in mind. Got any cats around to chase him?&quot;

* Barbarus waves.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">HEY!!! &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">ololol busted.

* Young Templar gestures toward Barbarus.

Mother Sianna:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go on, little familiar. Shoo.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning.&quot; He waves a palm at Zylaro and Jolenta with closed eyes.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Indignant squeak. =.=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, hello Thomas!&quot; Gnogglebolt waves back as well, in the middle of a card game apparently with Zylaro and Jolenta.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Everyone in this area has a candied apple. =3=

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">=3#*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">:O~

Brother Colburn:<font color="#000000">?!?!?!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">ACK. GET OFF ME YOU FIEND! &gt;:O

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">Elros wanders off to see if there's anything going on.

* Jolenta Kelby seems to be hiding more and more behind Zylaro as more people approach. o///o;;

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">...hey look, a rat on the other side of the room! :D

* Ezer bolts after it!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">=O_O=! SQUEEEEAK!!!

* Teeny Rin omnomnoms Pocky.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Tom finds a rat rapidly ascending him. |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Seeing Jolenta getting unconfortable, Gnogglebolt wraps up the game. &quot;Well, that's Snaggletooth! What did you think, Jolenta?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe Sszeyl has been accounted for. And Elros seems to be a little antsy this morning. Understandably so, I suppose.&quot; He pauses. &quot;As nice as it is to be 'home' for a morning, we did go to bed on the premise that today would be a busy day. Even without our rude guests.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus is too heavily armored to realize. |D

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">Ezer curls up around Trofim's legs. You can't stay there forever, rat.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Watch me. This roost atop his head is quite comfy.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">...Tom, even.

Jolenta Kelby:<font color="#000000">&quot;... It's... kind of fun...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( I am so not Trofim. D| ))

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">I'm a cat, why do you expect me to get names right?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods to Thomas. &quot;It seems we're starting to gather, might as wel...start taking care of things. Give me a minute.&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">=3=

* Thomas Lazarus notices Ezer. |D

* Thomas Lazarus stoops down to pat him.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning~&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Hey hey HEY NOT SO CLOSE-

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">Elros wanders over to the other side of the room, in less of a hurry.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">Oh hello there, rat! *paw*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm...do you think you'd want to play the game again with Zylaro or other people around here, Jolenta?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor squeaks, and promptly scuttles.. down the back of Thomas's armor.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Spot &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">|D

* Thomas Lazarus pets the kitty.

* Jolenta Kelby is too busy hiding behind Zylaro to answer. o///o;

* Ezer purrs

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">An unusual 'Squeak!' comes from Tom's armor.

You whisper to TMG: Just let me know any time you want to play out the Calrach scene. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I need to oil this. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt chuckles nervously. &quot;...Well...consider this another gift to you, then.&quot; Gnogglebolt stacks and packs up the cards, and leaves it in the grass for the two. &quot;It was nice seeing you again. Until next time, farewell dear Jolenta! And you too, Zylaro.&quot; Gnogglebolt stands up and heads over to the others.

Gnogglebolt whispers: had a plan for that. ;)

You whisper to TMG: Care to let me in on it? :B

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">No, you need to cat your armor, not oil it. May I offer my services? =3=

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak! Don't you dare!

Gnogglebolt whispers: Oh, was just going to et everyone together, start talking about last night, Gnogglebolt suddenly remembers in a flash that he told Calrach to show up. &quot;MEANWHILE...&quot;

You whisper to TMG: x3

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">Is that a challenge?

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Do I have whiskers!?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sits down on the bench near the fountain. &quot;All Vigilant Guardians? All Vigilant Guardians, please congregate here if you are not aready?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Suddenly. Ninja.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">IF ONLY WE HAD LISTENED TO PYRO.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt jumps as he looks to his side. &quot;Oh, hello Swallowtail!&quot; he says in common. She'd at least have been taught 'hello' by now

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Hunnah hunnah huh!

* Swallowtail bows. &quot;Hel-lo.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Doof. Afk.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">Well, why don't you come out here, and I'll see if you have whiskers.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">:D

* Edaric is talking quietly with Aelian on the approach... at least -someone- is observing the proper behavior for a temple setting. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Seeing that most everyone is present and accounted for, aside from a few causing commotion, Gnogglebolt speaks up.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...I guess we're not departing today to go get Pamela, are we?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;It seems we have trouble at home to deal with.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods. &quot;And that thrice-damned dark efl has run off all by his lonesome.&quot;

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

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak!

* Young Templar clears his throat in his 'sleep' and cracks an eye open in Gnogglebolt's direction.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;What does he hope to accomplish by running off on his own? Surely, there's more strength in numbers.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Opps! Sorry!&quot; Gnogglebolt calls over to the templar.

* Young Templar nods. &quot;No harm done.&quot; The eye closes again. Zzz...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. But on another note...again, I am sorry about last night again. I just...lost it. Didn't know what to do or where to go.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was a very terrifying thing, actually.&quot;

Meany whispers: Think it's been long enough? &gt;&gt;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;The building is only slightly burned, and we're not dead. It could have turned out far worse. Do not beat yourself up over what could have been.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, it is a miracle no one died...but even so, the very feeling of loosing control was terrifying to me. I'll have to guard myself better in the future.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But anyway, things to do today...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should probably visit the Leadan Mace, report to them. And if we decide to stay here until this threat has passed, might as well follow up on some leads...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was thinking of maybe finding the landlord of the HQ this morning to tell him what's going on, and discuss...erm...compensation for repairs.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks.

* Dr. Hatari returns with advanced sandvich.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Do you think this threat will pass if we do nothing about it though?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Wb. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...wait...this morning....Oh--!&quot; Gnogglebolt just barely begins spitting out a few incomprehensible words, but catches himself and snorts as he tried to hold them back.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Liatai, you lagging? :01

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He rubs his forehead in a stress-y manner.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">she -can't- be lagging. o.o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sacred canine duty. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">It's cool. :x

TMG:<font color="#000000">She said she was afk, I think

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Just checking. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ah. :o I was making macross for a fair bit. Didn't see.

You whisper to Meany: Yep, it's been enough time.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Bows and greetings, and migraines for all.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just remembered.&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up, another harried look on his face.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Yes?&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Incoming.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That Calrach. I told him to meet us at HQ.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, now.&quot; He frowns softly. &quot;I would not go so far to say it a 'miracle' we survived. It was dangerous, certainly. Deadly, certainly. But we have faced far, far worse. We're made of tougher stuff than 3 spiders can handle, no matter what they're made of.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please be less hard on yourself, friend.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We...better get over there.&quot; he says nervously.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;I'm sure we'll be excused, as our building has several new windows in it.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">MEANWHILE...

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;

* Sszeyl leans over to Edaric.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak!

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;What's all the fuss?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves lightly at Sszeyl. &quot;Good morning.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt means so Calrach isn't left in the dark.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;'Mornin'.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Talking about what happened last night -- good morning, by the way.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">And darn, was kinda hoping to cut the scene there, go to Calrach, then everyone walks in later. &gt;.&gt;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Feel free to.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">I need to brb anyway. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">rather than jump back and forth between maps. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop, AFK for two more shakes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, I mean, so that he's not left wondering what in Garl's name happened, and he knows where to find us now.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh dear. ... You're right.&quot; :o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hopefully atleast a neighbor saw us vacate.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hops off the bench. &quot;Everyone want to come along, or do some people want to stay here?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure we woke everyone with our racket and lightning.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Need at least one person to come with me. Preferably two, for security.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">It's rather hard to take anything Thomas says seriously.. seeing how his armor squeaks every few sentences.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 9 + 2 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; =3=

* Thomas Lazarus casts mending on his armor. That oughta do it. |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Consequently, Kor is sealed.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Huh, that's weird. I thought I'd gnawed this leather strap all the way through. Oh well. Nomnomnomnom

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">And then, a few days later, in the middle of a fight, Thomas disrobes. D|

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;At any rate, I should atleast pay my respects to the Father for putting us all up on such short notice. We're a larger group than usually arrives at 3 in the morning.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Now actually meanwhile... a certain halfling in a large red cloak walks down the Castleton streets in the morning sun. He's got a little slip of paper in his hand with the address Gnogglebolt wrote down. he walks past several buildings...including a partially burnt-down wreck. &quot;Huh. Looks like someone didn't put out all their lamps.&quot;: he says idely and continues walking...then freezes and whips his head around, looking at the building number. Then back to the slip of paper. Then back to the building number.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyone who wants to watch this, switch to VG HQ map :U

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Thomas tugs off a gauntlet and searches his armor. Search search. =3=

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">OH GOD COLD HANDS

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach stares at the city guard in front of the building.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Thomas pulls a rat out of his armor.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...?!?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi idly remarks about how he's becomming a magician.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">No,. seriously. Out of nowhere, two big neon question marks and an exclamation mark appear above Calrach's head and flash brightly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He is pointedly more gentle than a certain sister of his. By orders of magnitude. &quot;I know it's comfy armor, but it's dangerous in there. This was forged for me, you know. You could get squashed when I walk. Please be careful.&quot; =3=

* Thomas Lazarus lowers Kor to the grass and sets him on his way.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Oblivious of Ezer. |D

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor... doesn't bite the shit out of him. Somewhere, a warblade howls in fury.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">:B

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Not only a city guard, but two cloaked figures. One looks to be a human woman with oddly-colored, slit-pupiled eyes, while the other appears to be a half-elf man holding a large, old spellbook. They seem to be conversing in some sort of hissing language, looking at the burnt house.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">Oh hey look, rat!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">o.o! Sprint to the wizard!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks between the guard and the two people, big marks above his head still flashing in succession.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">Ezer circles around Tathi's legs, looking up. Hope she's not wearing a skirt. =3=

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...What happened here?&quot; he asks the guard.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">Oh look, a quest giver. =w=

* Teeny Rin is bricked.

* Rusal Ebonwood draws his cloak tighter around himself, pointedly ignoring the flashing punctuation.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Dress, and she's sitting down at the tree. Kor's hiding in the folds of her cloak.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;There was a fire here last night, sir.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can see that, but...&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">Ezer circles, regardless.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;But? Nothing to see here, move along.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He scratches his head, punctuation marks still flashing. &quot;...well...guess that was the shortest job ever.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">The punctuation finally vanishes.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;... That includes you two,&quot; the guard adds to the two cloaked figures with a pointed glance of a full helm.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">*Quest failure sound!*

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Ask the guard where the inhabitants are, you giant git! :P

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;WOnder what Tharky's gonna say about this...&quot; He says, starting to walk away, though he slows down and looks at the two people as well.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- Our apologies, sir guard. Might you know where the inhabitants of this building have gone?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;By the way..&quot; He rubs his chin and looks to Sszeyl.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Calrach probably can see the distincly snakey features by now.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm always interested in meeting new, interesting people. Two people standing near a half-burned building is very interesting. Name's Calrach, and who might you be, interesting people?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What business was so important to head off this morning? You know who is probably still watching us. You gave us a bit of a stir, dissapearing alone.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Well, I'm interesting NPC #1, and this is #2 here!&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;No one you need to concern yourself with,&quot; the half-elf says.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach notices the features, but doesn't say anything.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, you're wondering where the people in this building have gone. I do to actually, I had a meeting with them. Perhaps we can search together! if we both have business, might as well take care of it together, right?&quot; ;3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And get to know each other. If we both know the Vigilant Guardians, then we know each other by proxy!&quot;

* LiNeer glares down at the halfling from the man's shoulder. &gt;.(

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ss, you are a cheery one! So, how do you know the Guardianss?&quot; She's trying to rein in the accent, she really is. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Ssss ssss ssss. :B

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Thomas is a creeper! D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD!

* Thomas Lazarus detonates in ur base.

* Faerie deds x.x

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach raises an eyebrow, but responds quickly and smoothly. &quot;I was approached by them just yesterday in fact, and told to meet them here today.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And you?&quot;

* Guard rubs a hand on his armored head. &quot;... So you all know the people who live here?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently, good officer!&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, sir guard.&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you, then. Check the temple of Pelor.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you muchly, sir!&quot; The halfling looks up to the other two, and cocks his head down the road. &quot;Shall we?&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you think, Rusal?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">ugh, dozed off

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">brb

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">I return.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Welp, looks like I'm being pulled away for comfectionary.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Gotcha.

* Rusal Ebonwood draws his cloak around himself again, trying to hide a small tremor in the hands in the folds of his cloak. &quot;... We are going in the same direction.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">So...back in a little while. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oops. I didn't know you were gone. Tom asked Sszeyl a question. :o

* Faerie flees In an un-ninja like fashion

* Rusal Ebonwood starts to walk off toward the temple, clearly uncomfortable with the nosy halfling tagalong.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">See ya. x3

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">back!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">*smother*

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach notices 'Rusal' apprehension...and adds a little skip to his step.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">My, what a boistrous little halfling.

* Lethiriss seems amused, at least. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Copied Rusal and Lethiriss onto the temple map. :3

* Thomas Lazarus gives up. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">welp, wasn't expecting this scenario. :U

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Guess they can walk in just as Gnogglebolt and the others are walking out

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Now we can make more use of this nice map. |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;In any case, pardon me.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">* Lethiriss seems amused, at least. x3 Sszeyl: &quot;Oh, I was seeing Nathaniel Torris for a medical consultation.&quot; * Sszeyl looks around, at the temple setting, lowers his voice, and gestures to the tree under which Tathi be. You have disconnected.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">During the walk to the temple, the little halfling would occasionally pull out one of four instruments and play on them a little, and occasinally recite a few random poems aloud.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Missed those lines totally.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Aye.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">I thought ye might. =3=

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Arr.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Retconpardon. Thomas walks over. &quot;?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Apparently, I decided to wander through a bad part of the overworld on my way here, before getting the proper immunizations.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">By the Art, I just got rid of one noisy tagalong, I don't need another -.-

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Contracted a degenerative brain disease that...well, Nathaniel is constructing an item to slow it down, keep those fits under control...mostly.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Hey. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh!?&quot; He D:'s.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Heal check &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 16 + 8 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; =3=

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Distended blodo vessels, glassing of the eyes, near constant twitching...somethiing's messing with his brain alright. :B ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, likewise, is surprised at hearing of this.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">blood*

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: He's lying, though, and the heal check confirms it. It's definitely no tropical degenerative disease.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But...sszeyl, still one thing.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nathan said that...?&quot; He cradles his chin and frowns with a furrowed brow.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ss, is that the Owl and the Pussycat?&quot; :3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;It'ss been a long time since I heard that poem.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The gnome walks over and wags a finger up at the drow. &quot;You shouldn't have gone out alone! Especially after last night! What would you have done if the...bad people found you alone?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I left on my own because I was hallucinating that Barbarus was Pamela and was about to stab him.&quot; The drow rubs his nose, and sighs.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">The halfing's face instantly brightens up. Well, gets bright-er.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;So that's what that was.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, you know that one! Not may people do, these days.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Durn dragons. Being evil. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes bug out.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sshame, it's a lovely one.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's...pretty bad.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; He doesn't respond.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">There, they're talking art and poetry. Maybe he won't ask questions. &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Now, Gnoggle, Elros, can you come with me for just a minute so I can tell you what to expect?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Did I disconnect again? ))

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

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( No sir ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's just gone quiet. ^^;

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

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, look at that! We're here! Well, let's go inside and see if we can find whom we seek!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus lowers his hand from his chin.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well. You three go ahead.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be in the hall.&quot;

* Lethiriss looks somewhat uncomfortable, and seems to be trying to hide her face from the templars they pass.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Elrosbot, I choose you!

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( *throws pokeball* ))

* Thomas Lazarus slips into the central hall quietly, careful not to disturb any proceedings.

* Sszeyl looks around the corners for general business of this section.

Sister Lillian:<font color="#000000">The morning's services are done, and only clergy and a few lingering worshippers remain.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">He keeps his voice down. &quot;As good as can be expected in a temple.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Listen, what I have just said out there is but a half truth.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his hands into his robe sleeves and steps over to father Trebedis.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach approaches one of the clergymembers. &quot;Hello there, good faithful! My tarvelling companions and I are looking for some people.&quot;

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

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">*sniff* A smell a cat. Another cat!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why would you lie to the others, but not us? What's going on?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, Father. It seems everyone in my entourage has risen sooner, rather than later.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It seems I am being...possessed isn't the right word.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;This doesn't seem like Tathi's possession fits.&quot;

Sister Elise:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, maybe we can help!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, Garl's gold, something like Tathi's--oh.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;My ears are burning..&quot;

Father Trebedis:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, Brother Lazarus.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I am fully aware of what the spirit does...and have been able to communicate with it directly on occassion.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just wanted to thank you for putting us up last night, ruckus and all. I imagine we'll be gone in no time, what with the day's errands being as numerous as they are.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;We do hope so! We were told to look here for them. We're looking for...the Vigilant Guardians?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus bows slightly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;And it is gradually stealing the operations of my body from me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;But it doesn't feel that way...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt raises a very nervous eyebrow.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is...extremely troubling.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;What happened with Barbarus was it's first attempt to force control over our motor systems.&quot;

* Father Trebedis inclines his head. &quot;Think nothing of it. You know as well as any here that Pelor's hall is open to anyone who needs it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, you said Nathanial is fixing it?&quot;

Ghostwish whispers: Sneaky DM question, forgive my forgetfulness.. but traps, they count as CRs per their level, correct? Thus full experience?

You whisper to Ghostwish: Yep.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Nathaniel scared it enough that it's gone deep, back to where I'm mostly in control.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;But...he didn't promise getting it removed. Just forcing it down deeper. Making the asssimilation slower.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smiles a bit. &quot;I do. But that doesn't excuse you from being thanked properly, once in a while.&quot;

Sister Elise:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who are you looking for?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll have to make a note to visit more often on less tragic occasions.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You mean not even Nathaniel can stop it completely?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Liatai; he said already, did you miss it?)

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;He spoke to it...made it afraid of him.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I did. XD Scrolling up.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;But I don't know what he said, or if he can do it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;But they knew each other...when the spirit was alive.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes go very wide.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;The spirit was intending to kill Nathaniel's grandchildren once it was fully free of me.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Keep it down.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks back and fourth, fidgeting nervously, trying to lower his voice.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( I placed Thomas in the hall, really, just to get Z&amp;L's attention and gather Calrach over here. The fewer faces Liatai needs to simultaneously be, the easier. |D ))

Sister Elise:<font color="#000000">&quot;One moment... they arrived being hunted by someone. We need to take precautions, you understand. If you would remove any mind-shielding or morality-concealing items on your person for just a moment?&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Marius Venatore:<font color="#000000">They're wise to my tricks. =3=

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Is that truly necessary?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Oh dear. Calrach...blanches slightly, but quickly acquires a cracked smile.

Sister Elise:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry, standard rules. It doesn't hurt, I'm just going to cast a quick evil-detection spell.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of...of course, yes.&quot;

Ghostwish whispers: Er.. sorry to bother again.. is a magical trap per its -caster- level, or spell level?

* Rusal Ebonwood very reulctantly removes a silver ring he had been wearing.

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

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

You whisper to Ghostwish: No idea.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">=3=;

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

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt makes a show of taking off his bejeweled amulet and gloves and stands still. &quot;So, you're just going to check if I have any ill will, right? Not go poking through my head? because, well, I'm a bard, and, I know things that shouldn't be known by others...you know how it is.&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">LULZ

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">And so it begins!

TMG:<font color="#000000">-knew- I was gonna slip up sooner or later.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Sszeyl: &quot;Nathaniel is stronger than it is right now.&quot; Calrach: &quot;Of...of course, yes.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;He can keep forcing it back, and that item he is carrying will slow it down more...&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;But I think I need to see a specialist, for the possibility of removal.&quot; You have disconnected.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">You know this isn't the first time either. &gt;:)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It's fine. I've emoted Otto having 2 eyes, and Dr. Hatari being female before. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Every single time I've beein impersonating Calrach I'd had to conciously catch myself from tryping 'gnogglebolt'

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">When the others are sound asleep, Gnogglebolt steals away into the night. TO BECOME...

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well, I think the others should be made aware of this, Sszeyl.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;For everyone's safety, just in case.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And we can work on finding such a specialist.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Perhaps, but I wished to bring it to you so we may vote on that.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances left and right, sees there are no clergy nearby, and whispers under his breath &quot;Damn magic.&quot;

Sister Elise:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course!&quot;

Sister Goldevia:<font color="#000000">A-hem.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, good enough.&quot; Calrach relaxes.

* Sszeyl leans out. &quot;We're almost done, don't worry.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt jumps as an 'A-Hem' suddenly reaches his ears.

* Sister Elise casts a quick spell, and her eyes flash golden for a moment as she looks over each of you in turn. &quot;You're fine. Go ahead in.&quot;

Sister Elise:<font color="#000000">:)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hate magic so much...&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood hastily puts the ring back on again. &quot;Thank you, Sister.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I don't think this is magic, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach nods and gathers his things. &quot;Thank you very much.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Not as we know it, anyway.&quot;

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Iss that Thomas?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;So, vote?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's far beyond my ken at the moment, but if that's true...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...maybe I could construct a machine at sometime in the future to blast the foreign mind from your own.&quot; LU (Girl genius ahoy!)

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas? pelor priest thomas?&quot; Calrach looks around, seeing who Lethiriss is looking at.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...No, can't be him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He is in light conversation with the head priest. &quot;-- ... It may be for the best, regardless, to share an afternoon's chat and the tales of things I've seen.&quot; He looks slightly troubled, at that. &quot;We have even crossed paths with a true fiend, once.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;All in favor of telling them?&quot;

Sister Elise:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, you know Brother Lazarus? He can probably show you where they are.&quot;

* Sszeyl raises hand.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everything I've heard says he has hair going almost to his feet.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">x3

Father Trebedis:<font color="#000000">&quot;By the Sun's light... Of course, by all means.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt chuckles at Sszeyl, and sarcastically raises his hand. &quot;Yes, Sszeyl, we shoudl tell them. Maybe not right this very second, but when we're in a more private place.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss-sss -- I mean, heehee, he may have gotten a haircut, but I never forget someone who appreciates my cooking.&quot; |3~

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">x3!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach gives another glance to lethiriss as they pass, and walks with them.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Very well, let's go.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... and jumps on top of the snoozing worshipper? :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">sorry xD

TMG:<font color="#000000">mouse slipped

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He nods. &quot;We put it to the sword, thankfully. Jolenta and Zylaro were among those saved. Since then I've ... well.&quot; He glances to his not-so-hidden Inquisitor's badge with the Leaden Mace's overarching insignia.

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Please tell me we can't actually see through the class. :B ))

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomasss Lazarusss? Isss that you?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... But I can see that you have other business. A tale for a day of catching up.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can see hazily through it. It's stained glass, after all.

* Thomas Lazarus looks over at the sound of his name.

* Sszeyl sits down, and begins talking to Swallowtail. ^.^

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He pauses. &quot;Yes ma'am, that's me. I beg your pardon; have we met?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( WB. :D ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Imma send joo a whisper. ))

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">...

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Ohnoes

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, you really are the Thomas Lazarus? And you did cut your hair.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Wait, I can't.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Or something

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Been disconnected so much. =3=

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ss-ss, sssilly, how many people with thisss accent do you know?&quot; =3=

* Thomas Lazarus blinks at Calrach.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach gets an odd pout. &quot;Don't do that! It really throws us bards off.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I'll need to get used to everyone reminding me of this. ^^;;)&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, we didn't meet yesterday. Name's Calrach Lightweave, the rest of your group met with me yesterday.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin at Lethiriss. Her clue seems to have him thinking, but then he notices Rusal. Where do I know Rusal from. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-1 = 16 - 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Surely you recognize me at least? .\

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... ... ... !&quot; He strikes a fist into a palm. &quot;Ah-hah. How could I have forgotten?&quot; |3

* Thomas Lazarus half-turns. &quot;I'll see you another time, Father. Soon, hopefully. Good day.&quot;

* Father Trebedis nods. Ah, youth So energetic. -3-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I'm sorry. I have -10 to Familiar spot, clearly.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Harrumph.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened? We sss -- saw the house!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, yes, Mr. Calrach! I heard that the others had met you yesterday and had planned to meet this morning. Beg your pardon for not being with them for your introduction. Inquisitor business had demanded my presence.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Chatter chatter chatter chatter.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Words words words words.

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Lethiriss and frowns slightly. &quot;..Of course..&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Chat chat chat chat chat.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;About that. Perhaps we shall away, for a moment..?&quot; He glances to the worshippers and back.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;So I heard. And yeah, I saw the house, too. Shall we, perhaps, meet with all the rest of your group?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The others are here, too.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, excellent.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus opens the courtyard door for the others.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">sorry, afk much, helping dad with the new computer

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">APPLEZ

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ss, so polite.&quot; :3

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Oh snap. =3= ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Chatter chatter cha-

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Freeze.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Stare at Rusal.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">SURPRISE, CHUMP.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Spot check for eyes bleeding to red, and listen for a very deep growl.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">?!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah. And here they all are. I believe you're aquainted, Mr. Calrach?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sszey-l?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl...Sszeyl!&quot; Gnogglebolt suddenly barks.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes indeed, I've--what's going on here?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">A barked word in Draconic, sounding much more angry and hateful than Sszeyl ever has been.

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;YOU.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns. &quot;..??&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood takes a quarter-step back, though his expression doesn't change.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">The drow stands, mouth agape as if to bare fangs no longer there, and his hands start to burst into flame.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something has gotten into him, lately.&quot; He speaks quietly, for the three near him.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've noticed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Szeyl!&quot; Gnogglebolt rushes up and uses his waterskin to spalsh water into the drow's face.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Those three. Beg your pardon Mother. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">What a time for the player to return. Tathi looks up, eyes widening.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">The Drow whirls on Gnoggle, hissing and...oh god.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Fire-swat.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">What does that mean? =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Flaming forarms.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Smack.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh. Pretty srs, then.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gwuhhh!&quot; Gnogglebolt is knocked back.

Young Templar:<font color="#000000">Suddenly, steel is unsheathed around the courtyard, and waves of holy energy are beginning to be mustered.

* Sszeyl turns back to Rusal.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;---!!!&quot; Thomas darts his head around at his peers before rushing over. Not good.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Again with Draconic as he advances, paying no mind to the Clerics.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Seeing everything starting to break loose, Gnogglebolt shouts at swallotail with strange breath-y words

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoah, whoah, whoah!&quot;

Gnogglebolt whispers: &quot;Knock him out! NOW!&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood raises a hand in a spellcasting posture and speaks an arcane phrase... &#8220;Kadeesh-mal, kadeesh-mal! Parod oos, parod oos!&#8221;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, what're you doing?! You can't strike someone in this place!&quot;

Sszeyl whispers: '''&quot;You! Filthy half-thing with the spell that forced me back! I will finish what I started with that pigthing's men on you!'''

* Sszeyl suddenly spasms.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Fire spreading, as he clutches his head, then slowly, slowly, drags them away.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It won't work this time, boy.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Thomas looks pretty alarmed and attempts to restrain Sszeyl rather forcefully.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">The Drow physically picks Tom up.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What has gotten into you?!&quot; He begins to sound alarmed and angry alike.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;This carcass is strong.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Thank you for keeping it alive.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood actually looks... somewhat frightened. He switches tack smoothly enough, preparing a different spell... DC 20 Fort save.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Toss.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Fort save!

* Sszeyl fails. =3=

Gnogglebolt whispers: why is Swallowtail not doing anything?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">CLUNK.

Gnogglebolt whispers: Gnogglebolt told her to knock him out... &gt;&gt;&gt;

Player &quot;Gnogglebolt&quot; is not connected. You whisper to TMG: Because I'm dealing with panicked Ebonwood at the moment! &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt whispers: oh. x3

Gnogglebolt whispers: okay, fine. x3

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Hello? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Did I disconnect? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Oh, there you are. ))

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Enjoy a dose of Wrack, there. For 12 rounds, you are blinded, prone, and helpless.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Flump.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Knock him out, quickly. The spell will not hold forever,&quot; the wizard growls.

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( One minute and twelve seconds! Go go go! ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Swallowtail!&quot; Gnogglebolt shouts again.

* Thomas Lazarus staggers upright and blinks at Sszeyl in awe and alarm.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d3+1+2d6 = 1 + 1 + 10 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

* Thomas Lazarus does not need to be told twice.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d3+1+2d6 = 1 + 1 + 9 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d3+1+2d6 = 3 + 1 + 10 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

TMG:<font color="#000000">I wonder if you can coup de grac with nonlethal damage...

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Bleh, I am unconcious.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Only if armed with a frying pan.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">unconscious*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I don't think you technically can. But, we can &quot;take 20&quot; and accelerate to it happening, regardless.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">We have a minute to beat him up.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;What the hell was that?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once Sszeyl's body stops struggling, Gnogglebolt slowly staggers to his feet.

* Swallowtail steps back from her quick succession of nerve strikes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He clutches his chest where he was struck and looks down at the drow as with...for the first time...genuine fear.

* Thomas Lazarus sighs haggardly and pulls the Drow up, to lay him out on the stone bench.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi snaps her spellbook closed.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;What, was that?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;All vigilant guardians.&quot; He says in an eerily calm voice.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">He's still on fire.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Convene in a private chamber, and bring Sszeyl with us. Now.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">=3=

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;...pardon me, but I was indisposed. Now, WHAT.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt splashes more water on the fire.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">As in, what just happened?

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something that you should not have had to deal with,&quot; the wizard says flatly, and the tremor in his hands isn't entirely a leftover from the Shakes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Convene in a private chamber, and bring Sszeyl with us. Now.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ready for vworping.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">he looks over at the two people, and tilts his head at them

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Pretty sure I know who you two are. Come along.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He then notices Calrach.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">The area at 38, 27 looks big enough.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;One condition. Speak NOTHING of what you will learn.&quot; Gnogglebolt says to the halfling.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Cally.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Get in formation. :V

Calrach:<font color="#000000">The halfling nods, all humor gone. &quot;Agreed. A bard knows the value of information.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That was a ton of errors. D: Meany:<font color="#8B4500">D: * Meany burns them alive.

* Dr. Hatari was totally distracted for a minute. Catching up!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment from me, too.

* Dr. Hatari is caught up.

* Rusal Ebonwood looks to a concerned priestess as he passes. &quot;Matron, have you any concerns with allowing a room to be concealed from divinatory magic for a short time?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">No church officials coming in too?

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">To ask 'wtf?'

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As everyone marches, Gnogglebolt takes a shuddering breath before following the others.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Well, Thomas is here. :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">:P

* Mother Tisana doesn't answer, but instead follows mutely. When she gets into the room, she looks to the wizard. &quot;Cast your spell.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus runs his hands through his hair nervously.

* Rusal Ebonwood intones a spell phrase quietly, and the area of the room fills with a faint grey mist for a moment before it dissipates.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What in the world..&quot; He seems less nervous than he otherwise might be while glaring at Sszeyl's body.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know Sszeyl isn't that strong.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl has impeccable timing.&quot; Gnogglebolt speaks up.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">Elros wonders what in the gods just happened. And he was just saying something about the temple being dull, too.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;You know, I thought a gem in your forehead was required for possession..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He happened to tell me and Elros what was going on just before that happened.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;If that were only the case, Miss Tathi.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Paraphrasing slightly, from what he told me...&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Isss anyone injured?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She peers over at 'Rusal'. &quot;It seemed pretty possessive to me. But.. out of the blue like that, it does seem amiss.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus pivots to Gnogglebolt. He whispers, &quot;You okay?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shuffles, but doesn't say anything on that, and continues talking. &quot;Apparently, he's got something that's kind of like what you have, Tathi, but not like it at the same time.&quot;

Mother Tisana:<font color="#000000">&quot;Madam, please, don't stress yourself. This is Pelor's temple.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He has one entity in his mind that stays there. He can talk to it, and he can fight it. But...it can fight back.&quot;

Mother Tisana:<font color="#000000">&quot;If anyone requires healing, I can administer it.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Sounds like one of the Vengeance spirits from back home. &gt;-#&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He didn't say what it was, but he said it's been getting more and more control over him recently, gradually. He went to Nathaniel this morning to send it into remission.&quot; Gnogglebolt glances down.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Apparently, that didn't work.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He pauses while examining Gnogglebolt's armor. A little scorch and some pride damage from the blow. He looks to Tisana. &quot;I believe we're alright, Mother. Thank you.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Tisana has facing? :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Huh, when did that happen? o.o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Probably not on purpose. Heh. x3

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We did agree, in fact, to tell everyone.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not right away, but later in the day.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Rhyme time. :3

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">*shot*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He also said his longer-term plan was to find a specialist to remove it entirely. It seems we may not be able to wait for that.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had thought that I had sent it into remission myself, several months ago...&quot; The wizard frowns. &quot;... but clearly, that did not quite work, either. And more disconcertingly, the measures used to combat it last time seem to have no effect now.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt throws up his hands. &quot;I...don't know what to do.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;That spell...I think it did.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;You slowed it down..made it have to fight it off. &gt;#&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Also, for my defense.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">I did not intend for the dragon to go on a rampage this session.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">But Rusal just had to make an appearance. =3=

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Last time the words were spoken, it forced the spirit, figment, intense brainwashing, whatever it may be, into complete submission. Which indicates that either it has developed resistance to the incantation meant to seal it... or...&quot; He pauses, then shakes his head.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;..or what? What could be worse than it resisting what is meant to subdue it?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Or the seal is sill there, and it's working around it?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I'll shut up now. &gt;.#&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I wish someone had told me about this.. I happen to know a thing or two about possession.. It's a bit different between Sszeyl and I.. I have a front door wide open to my spirit, he's got a monster locked in the basement.. but I still know a thing or two about maintaining control.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood frowns. &quot;... or I am simply lacking a quality needed to seal the beast, be it something the monks possess, or simply the raw power. A disconcerting thought.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;It may not be possession, Miss Tathi. ... I had hoped that the need to share this information with you would not arise.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, we're either going to need to contain him some manner, or take him to Nathaniel and hope he can do something else. Though, I somewhat don't want to trouble the man a second time in the day with the same problem...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone got any other ideas?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;How familiar are you with the traditions of the Order of Orgolloyss?&quot; -- Hey, I'm trying to give you exposition here. The nerve. :\

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;They're Drow, they model themselves after monsters to keep people in line, their style of fighting is mostly spatial awarenes...That's all I know. .o&quot;

* Elros doesn't really have any experience with possessions. You magic users and your...magic.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;...Gnoggle, perhaps you should translate for Swallowtail?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;She looks freaked out.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh! Yes,. Certainly.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aside from the Rule of Fear, there is another tenet key to their twisted beliefs. They are staunch believers in reincarnation.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt moves over to Swallowtail and sums up what's been said so far to her in Auran, then continues translating directly.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Oh...gods damn it.&quot;

* Barbarus kicks the wall. &gt;.o

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Sorry, miss ^^&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt...tastefully omits that for Swallowtail. x3

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;All monks of the Order are conditioned through extreme brainwashing in an attempt to awaken their ancestral spirits... I believe it is so they can locate and train the next incarnation of their leader, Orgolloyss, properly.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... however. In the Orgolloyss worldview, reincarnation is not limited to drow.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sszeyl does not speak Draconic.&quot;

* Barbarus facepalms. Then perks up.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;So...it's something that speaks Draconic? ...Like..a kobold...maybe?&quot; He sounds hopeful of that last part. :x

* Rusal Ebonwood gives Barbarus a flat look.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks. &quot;...In the excitement, I had forgotten he used a draconic word!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Didn't think so.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is very troubling...wait...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...you...can't mean...&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ghost, Hatari, Fae, still with us? :o

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Or did you sneak off.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Yes.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">No.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am still not certain whether this is somehow a true case of possession, or whether it is a regimen of brainwashing speaking through him.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;But...didn't it use magic, just now?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it is the latter, Sszeyl possesses great latent arcane power.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... but if it is the former...&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Maybe

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Sometimes

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">&gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Beg your pardon. I worked late.. and then the old man wanted me to wait until PAC pharmacy opened at 9:00 to pick up a script for him. Which I couldn't turn down. So.. yeah, I got 3 hours of sleep. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">D: Meany:<font color="#8B4500">D: * Dr. Hatari tries his best. :p

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">But...you went to bed at eight my time...didn't you? &gt;:o

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">That crazy old man. :V

* Meany injects Hatati with sleep.

* Dr. Hatari swats. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">aaanyway. Xontinuing on. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...who would know which situation this is?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">X-treme continuing! :U

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And then who would be able to fix it?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Didn't Nathaniel have some success with it?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;He managed to keep it locked up for...what, a few hours?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&gt;.#

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I think a more important priority is finding someone who can actually identify the problem.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He sighs. &quot;If that's the case, rude or not, we should bring this development to his attention.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's what I said.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We can't even continue our plans with this risk.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We need to first find someone who can tell which situation exactly is it that Sszeyl's going through.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 7 + 4 = 11&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Knowledge Local. :V

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, to his credit, tries to think of great mages. None really come to mind. Except...

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Damn.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;We'll need more than a few hours, but indeed, Nathaniel seems to be the one who's closest to having any knowlege of this.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Does...does anyone know a Kazhum Destraliss, leader of the Society of Saltmarsh? He's supposed to be a legendary mage in Castleton. If anyone knows of him, might he be able to figure out what's going on?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;The ones who would know most surely would be Order monks, but to try to visit them would be suicide. Even if you were to speak to them, they would likely only give you propaganda as a response.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Destraliss?&quot; The wizard scoffs.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;What about...Tebryn, was it?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I...don't really know much about magic, so I'm just taking shots in the dark.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Ooh.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 1 + 4 = 5&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Knowledge local on him. :V

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Never heard of him.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 9 + 6 = 15&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; knowledge local!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I visited him one. Strange man, doesn't seem like a great and skilled mage...but he wouldn't have gotten such a reputation if he didn't deserve it somehow.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Sacred canine duty. For once. :B

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Destraliss is potent, but he cannot even cast some of the mid-way potent spells that exist. True Seeing, I know is beyond him.&quot;

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">BED!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Still, I also hear there are...specializations with mages, and I don't know if he has what would be needed here.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Night. :3

Foxthulhu-Sama:<font color="#990000">G'night, everyone!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hrm...well...for lack of a better option...&quot;

* Foxthulhu-Sama curls up in an edlritch corner and ZzZzZzZz

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi raises an eyebrow. &quot;Did you ask him to cast it?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;True. Destraliss' specialties lie in transmutation and the less... blasphemous versions of necromancy.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shall we visit Nathaniel again? Perhaps he would know someone else, if he cannot fix this himself.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">To imagination land? :V

TMG:<font color="#000000">...oops. Pearldust pawn shop was removed? x

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miss Tathi, I stand before you now in disguise. Why would I ask a mage I know faintly at best to cast a spell that could reveal my secrets -- not to mention one that I can cast myself?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She smirks a little. &quot;Obviously. But did you peek at his spellbook then?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Why would you admit to being in disguise when there's a perfect stranger fifteen feet to your right? =3#&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;But anyway.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;If you can cast the spell...will you?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;True Sight? Why?&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, he hasss a point, dear.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;The sound of it, True Sight, gives one the impression it would be useful here.&quot;

Calrach whispers: ...Bardic Knowledge check, to see if Calrach knows of anyone who might be able to help. &#171;&#160;1d20+4 = 12 + 4 = 16&#160;&#187; :U Whispering because modifier gives awyay Calrach's level is lower than it should be

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;True Seeing allows one to pierce illusions and see the invisible, not to see spirits or fragments of brainwashing. Detect Thoughts would be more advantageous.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">...I am being called to feed a cat.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">By a cat standing there and meowing at me.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">So...brb

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Kay. :V

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

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Can you do that, then? :V&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I can do that.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Yay. .D&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">.V*

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;It may be hazardous, Miss Tathi.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... though if you are intent on pursuing that course of action, I can assist.&quot;

TMG whispers: no result from check?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Exactly why I am not terribly keen about just diving right into it. Also, wouldn't he need to be concious, or is this odd possession a seperate entity unto itself?&quot;

* Dr. Hatari returns.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ahoy. :V

* Dr. Hatari sees that Thomas has joined the Tathi-gang while he was gone.

You whisper to TMG: Nothing that springs to mind.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Rebellious traitor.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">TREES.

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

TMG whispers: drat. Oh well.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">xP

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;You said he could...talk to it? That sounds separate to me. &gt;.#&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Unlike your possessions, where you're buried by like, some random dead dude.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;It does at least seem connected to the boy's body and physical state... else, Wrack would not have worked to such a degree.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Hmmm.. I am not certain it would even work then. I suppose there is one way to find out. If not, oh well, I don't prepare spells every morning just so I can play juggle glyph in my head.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood looks over to Mother Tisana. &quot;... My apologies at using a spell of necromancy within Pelor's hall, madam.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Hello? :.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Okay, didn't drop.

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Sweet. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We couldn't really be in a safer place to make the attempt, atleast.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She glances over at 'Rusal'. &quot;Willing to give it a shot then?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..And something really has to be done. We can't wait on this at all.&quot;

Mother Tisana:<font color="#000000">&quot;... It is forgiveable, sir. However... use caution. That spell has a corrupting effect upon the soul of its user.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi sighs.. &quot;Necromancy is not evil.. None of the schools are, just the people who use them..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( This was, ironically, the room I dropped Marius into to peanut gallery. ))

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'TMG:<font color="#000000">I think she means that Wrach actually has the (evil) descriptor

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Wus dat aboot peanuts?

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

Mother Tisana:<font color="#000000">&quot;You misunderstand, my dear... There are necromantic spells, and then there are spells of any school that carry an inherent taint.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">yeah, there ya go

Mother Tisana:<font color="#000000">&quot;The curse of wracking pain is one of them.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whenever you are ready, Miss Tathi.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">And back

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Allright, let's give this a shot. Here's hoping whatever it is doesn't try and use the gem in my forehead as a gate. I really should ward this thing someday.&quot; She says, and begins chanting softly, making subtle movements with her fingers..

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Fickle cat is fickle.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Wb.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">&gt;.&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns a bit.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Department of redundancy department? :P

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">*shot*

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 20 + 12 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; CL check to open a hole in Sszeyl's spell resistance for the spell to work through... also casting Detect Thoughts.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 7 + 6 = 13&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; caster check!

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Well, that check wouldn't have succeeded, but your ally's check was more than sufficient. Success. :3

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">|D;;;;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">So. Shall dear old Redzilla be able to sense them, and speak, or what? =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Rusal deals with SR like a baws.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Because right now, they're just flinging insults at each other, and fighting for the respiratory system.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The thoughts will be scattered, but no, Old Red will not be able to sense them.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Rage, indignant, hate. You shouldn't have done that. You should have fought harder then...

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Intruiging. But what IS this second conciousness?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">What do you hope to gain by killing him? Me killing him was what I had to gain.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;That, Miss Tathi, would be the spirit, or figment.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">I won't let you do that again. You need to sleep some time, boy.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Certainately is a pleasent thing, isn't it?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what concerns me is that the last time I attemped this, there was a third, balancing thought-voice that seems to be absent...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">They are probably calling him now, you know. Nathaniel. And if they do, so what?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Wait. A THIRD one? My, Sszeyl has a host of issues, doesn't he?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">''Would you two shut up? I'm trying to clean this place up.''

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Sorry. Sorry.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh. That's it, I take it.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood seems somewhat relieved. &quot;Yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">To Gnogglebolt, and probably everyone else, Tathiand 'Rusel' are talking about emptyness.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">''Ugh, the nervous system is all screwed up. Way to go you two.''

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. wizards.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I heard that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">D|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um...not to interrupt the probably-delictae thing you've got, but any way you folsk can make it so the rest of us can see what's going on, too?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Curious as a gnome, aren't you?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I might be able to help with this.&quot; Calrach steps forward.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;T'would be hard for him to be otherwise.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Allright. There's a trio of voices up in his head. One's quite vicious, one's the sszeyl we know, and one is.. well.. calm. And apparently superior.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you can somehow project the thoughts into myhead, I can generate sound for everyone else.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Why did him lying to you make you so angry? It wasn't just the blatant lie.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&quot;What am I, a wizard?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">It was that he tried to put himself on that Monster's level by binding me again.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; 'Rusal' seems to be wrestling with a thought.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Monster? Is that why you hate Zilvudar so much?

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">'''Shut up. Ha, I've got the left lung now.'''

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;There is one way to do it. Rary's Telepathic Bond.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've heard of that one, that shoudl do nicely. Do you know it?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">*Thunderclap* RARY. Elsewhere, Equivocal Al curses.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miss Tathi, you will need to hold the spell-charge for a moment while I cast the spell. Can you manage this?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Of course.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Why aren't you afraid of Nathaniel anymore?

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Stop calling him by that filthy human name, boy.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">You will address him by his own name as a mark of derision, or I'll give you such a heart attack.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">What name? I didn't catch it from any of those words that you won't share with me.

* Rusal Ebonwood indicates Tathi and Calrach, and a brief flicker of spell energy passes between them before he returns to the Detect Thoughts spell.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Nathokokasprithion.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, I got it--whoa, this guy's messed up. Okay, hang on...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">That's a name?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Are we linking three spells together?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Are we crossing the streams?

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">You're doubt makes his mockery all the sweeter.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach starts reciting what he hears from Sszeyl's mind.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Now everyone can hear everything

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">So...

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">What is it now, meat?

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Must we address him by that? I've seen shorter Common stntences.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">''You, move. You're blocking blood flow again.''

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Sorry.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">So if that...that's his name, what's yours?

* Lethiriss moves over and leans on 'Rusal's' shoulder, offering quiet support. The strain of maintaining three higher-level spells in a row is starting to tell on him.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">'''You are to address Nathokokasprithion by his name as a mark of derision. Start addressing me by mine, and I'll have your nervous system for stew.'''

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">I could just call you worm as a mark of derision, you know.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">...

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">''Hey! No seizures today!''

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Bad dragon!

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Hehehe.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Thomas just watches Sszeyl passively, with a weary stare.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">''And you stop provoking him. Ugh.''

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">If it will distract you some more to know what I will do once more with your carcass once it is mine...and it will be.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I really think we should move him to Nathan before ... they wake up.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Vargachixeniejir.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">That's your name?

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">'''Mhm. Ha. Got some lymph nodes.'''

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Probably... wise.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Put those back, mister!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">... =3=;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach is still semi-blankly speaking voices that aren't his.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ghost, you around? :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's given up trying to translate to swallowtail. This is just too weird.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">No.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Tathi not going to react? :.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">... there was something important to that name, wasn't there?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">yup. Player forgot.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Mhm.

* Dr. Hatari lures Ghost with spell-turret traps.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Check the charred veld.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">And just north of it.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">On the world map.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">...

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Ah, you're seeing more of my memories again.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Uh, wow, never saw that.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Do the screams frieghten you, boy?

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Monster.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi hisses through her teeth. &quot;What.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now what?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;You heard that name, didn't you? That dragon was involved with.. the charred veld.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now you understand... why I have been hoping against hope that this is a figment implanted by Orgolloyss.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">What is that?

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Bruising from Swallowtail, I imagine.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">She hits surprisingly deep.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop, AFK.

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Ta~ ))

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

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;...That big partially burned bit of human farmland?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl is a reincarnated dragon who took part in burning the elven woods to the north?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And this is the part where BRAINFUL OF DRAGONS.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Once a forest for all wood elves, ignorant cat.&quot; Tathi snaps.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was a forest, once. Long ago.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Hahahah.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Get out of there!

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">'''Why? Your memories are amusing.'''

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;That may have been a figment implanted by Orgolloyss and his Order to create arcane soldiers. He may not be the only 'Vargachixeniejir.'&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">'''Oh...this one. Tebryn. Important to you, little carcass?'''

* Rusal Ebonwood freezes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Stay away from him.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Thomas pinches the bridge of his nose.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">'''Maybe I will. Maybe if you give me more of the frontal lobe, I'll save him...for last.'''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is...is there anything we can do?&quot; Gnogglebolt asks helplessly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Suddenly, the deep voice is screaming in deep pain.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't like hearing this. I think we should just go now.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If there's nothing we can do...shut it off. Now. We need to get him to help, quickly, and without wasting anymore time.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi looks crestfallen.. Are there psionics in Akellon?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Before this gets any worse.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, there aren't.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I've barked up that tree. Nope. ;3

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">You will stay away from him permanently, reptile, or we will rip you out of linear progression, sew you back in malformed bits, and let you play the sum total of your life over and over again in a manner that will ultimately break you.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">'''I get it! I get it! Stop!'''

* Rusal Ebonwood holds up a hand briefly.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;What CAN we do? When it comes to such delicate matters of the mind like this, magic is cumbersome and poorly formed..&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Oh course, the terrible scream being emitted from Calrach must be disconcerting to everyone in the room.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Including the shouting match just now.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... so the boy still has fight in him, at least.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Brb. ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I'm not sure that's Sszeyl.. could that be his subconcious? The Id?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I agree with you, templar. If this Nathaniel can help, let us waste no more time.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beg your pardon, Mother, but could you excuse this disturbance to the others on our behalf? I don't like the idea of waiting a moment more.&quot;

Mother Tisana:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course. If there's anything we can do..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus carefully picks Sszeyl up, mindful of his stupor, and basically drapes him over his shoulder.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll go double-check and make sure none of our stuff is left behind.&quot; Gnogglebolt then darts out the room and goes to check the other beds, and gathers up any packs or bags that were left behind.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Not unless you happen to be experts of extracting shades of dragons, but thank you anyway..&quot; Tathi says, ending her spell.

* Swallowtail speaks in Auran. &quot;Want me to send him deeper, just to be on the safe side?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt returns a few minutes later, and passes out everyone's things

* Rusal Ebonwood ends his spell, as well, and dismisses the telepathic bond.

* Thomas Lazarus sighs wearily, with closed eyes. &quot;Something like this...&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Back. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">When he hears Swallowtail in Auran, he replies &quot;No, not now, only if he wakes up.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why do folk always wait this long before asking for help?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach suddenly stops making the strange voices, and shakes his head.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bleagh. Almost sorry I volunteered for that.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;But it was worth it.&quot; |D

* Thomas Lazarus gives Calrach a look. D|

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't worry! I promised I won't tell anyone!&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood glares over at Calrach, and there's a flash of red eyeshine. &quot;Not one word to those outside of those in this room, talespinner.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I'm not the kind to try and be tricky and weasle out with clever phrasing.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Believe me, I don't think I want to tell anyone.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Still...it was...fascinating to hear. Not to belittle the man's condition, of course.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Is his word not enough? Honestly, think of what would become of him if he told of this. I bet 10 platinum he'd be in a funny farm within the week.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, you'd be surprised the kinds of stories we bards are used to.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;If they hadn't just seen it, I'm nt convinced they would believe it.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miss Tathi, I have lived among the drow. One's word is rarely to be taken at face value.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Worse, probably.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;I'd take your bet, except I agree with you/&quot; :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He sighs. &quot;..Anyways.. there are more important matters on the table.&quot; He begins walking while carefully keeping Sszeyl balanced. &quot;If I don't atleast let the Mace know what's going on by noon, and they see the HQ...&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;If he's a reincarnated evil dragon..&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why, just five days ago, a friend was telling me this story about a man who was polymorphed into a toad...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He doesn't elaborate.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Wouldn't they just use one of those soal eating gems on him?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Somehow I knew you'd say that. It would be good for the drow to learn of trust, before its defecit(sp) renders them extinct.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright then, let's get to the Toris shop posthaste.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">TATHI GANG. FORM UP.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;You sound like my brother,&quot; the wizard grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose... To imagination land!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Thomas Sszeyl FUSION DANCE.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">IT'S VWORPIN' TIME.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">TOMZYL.

* Thomas Lazarus is bricked.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Zylmas!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">...Oh god no.

* Rusal Ebonwood glances over at Tathi during the walk. &quot;... By the way, Miss Tathi.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood hands over the spellbook he has been carrying.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi blinks, taking the spellbook and peering at it. &quot;What's this then?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;This book was loaned to me some time ago by your group. It's time it made its way back into your possession.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks somewhat determined and serious during the march. He pays any gawkers no mind, if anyone peers at the Drow-hauling mob.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She smirks. &quot;I take it you've been as busy as I have been then.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">After some time, the Pearldust comes into view.

Brian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welc --&quot;

* Brian Toris proceeds to speak a trio of Draconic oaths.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Howdy.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ho, Torises! No time for pleasantries, and I am very sorry to bother you all again...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, Sszeyl came here this morning to meet with Nathaniel...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, um, whatever he did....it didn't work.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi, who had of course had her head jammed in the spellbook, looks up and notes Papa.. She smirks, and starts mimicing the hand motions for Dispel Magic. |D

Brian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Every other time you come here, you end up coming in injured or half-dead or --!&quot; He growls. &quot;-- never mind, get in here.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Brian. He doesn't speak up as Gnogglebolt explains. His expression says volumes.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">XD

* Papa doesn't seem fazed by that. His attention is all on Sszeyl.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt files in with thr group, and helps lay Sszeyl down on a table.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't work?&quot; The old man looks vaguely surprised.

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

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;What has happened?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Good. No dogs attempting to eat me and Ezer. =3#

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, um...Sszeyl caught sight of..er, 'Rusel' here, and they apparently have some history, and whatever's inside him broke free.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood and Lethiriss both seem to be trying to edge out of Papa's sight. &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Absolutely not..&quot; He speaks softly. &quot;Whatever it is you may be referring to. Sszeyl lashed out in the temple of Pelor earlier. He.. burst into flames, and threw one of us aside. I know for a fact Sszeyl is not strong enough to casually pick me up.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We had to knock him out, and thanks to a little magic, we know Sszeyl is fighting something in his own mind.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Went on a rampage. .O&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But he very much did. He would have rampaged out of control and caused untold trouble if Sir Ebonwood weren't there with a spell.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">And there it is.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">That one name to make it all clear.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Now I predict Nathaniel will say &quot;Circles within circles!&quot; :U

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;My, what a tangled we we weave!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">GREAT HONKING WEREGEESE.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">^!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">HOLY FLYING OWLBEARS.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...sorry for starting that, Liatai. ^^; )

* Nathaniel Toris seems to only be half-listening, laying a hand on Sszeyl's forehead, which glows with a faint golden light. Calm Emotions. &quot;... then his tale has come full circle. There is no help for it -- the making of the talisman must be accelerated.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi blinks, seemingly curious. &quot;Talisman?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Dragon talisma?

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">*shot*

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">*shot repeatedly*

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">*shot repeatedly in the face by Tohru*

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brian, you are skilled in the divine arts. Kindly keep the emotion-calming spell active while I return to my work. It should at least grant him some temporary peace.&quot; The old man does not seem sleepy and calm anymore, but powerful and businesslike.

Brian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, Grandafther.&quot;

Maximillian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Grandfather was going to make a sealing talisman -- no one expected this.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Despite the gravity of the situation, Calrach offers a familiar wave to the non-busy Torises.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Brb, chaning seating.

* Nathaniel Toris returns some time later, bearing a palm-sized golden disc with an array of white gemstones resembling a five-pointed star, on a gold chain. &quot;One of you, kindly lift his shoulders. This will need to go around his neck, and stay close to his skin.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi helps, rather interested in this magical device.

You whisper to Meany: Dragon Talisman part 1 - for lack of a better term. Functions as a Periapt of Wisdom +2, and allows the wielder to cast Calm Emotions on himself thrice daily. Also has the added bonus of strengthening the seal binding Vargachixeniejir.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beg your pardon for bringing trouble back to your doorstep..&quot; He has been saying that a lot, today. &quot;..But we'd no idea who else to turn to with this.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Although, if you know anyone else who might be able to help further, we might be able to go to them instead of continuing to impose on you.&quot; Gnogglebolt rubs his neck nervously.

* Nathaniel Toris places the device around Sszeyl's neck, and speaks a few ancient words of Draconic. The whole talisman glows, and he sighs in an exhausted manner. &quot;Do not worry, templar. I am glad you came to me as opposed to letting this fester.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That siad, if there's anythything we can do for you--a favor, compensation of some sort--I think we'll be only too glad to return your hospitality.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus speaks softly, &quot;I've a feeling, this time, this is a service unto itself.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;... There are only four people in this world who may be able to help further... and it will take all of their combined efforts.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's jaw actually drops. &quot;It's...that bad?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just who is ... &quot; He sighs, not even beginning to hope to reproduce that dragon's name.

Meany whispers: Message recieved.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi's eyes widen. And then she sighs exasperatedly. &quot;It seems our list of ney-impossible chores is growing ever larger.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... that?&quot;

* Nathaniel Toris closes his eyes, intoning the names with a hint of reverence. &quot;Salishea. Calaserian. Kerishorak. Vaerithosgix. The four other dragons who helped to defeat him those many years ago.&quot; He gestures to the talisman around the drow's neck. &quot;The fifth, Nathokokasprithion... That is one of his scales, enchanted to strengthen the seal.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt fursiously rubs his forehead. &quot;Magic.&quot; he curses.

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;If the other four dragons were to create similar talismans from their own scales, and add them to the first... Vargachixeniejir's spirit may be sent back into Tiamat's maw.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It knew you.&quot;

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( ERK ))

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Correcting spelling error. ))

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Him*

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">It knew him*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up. &quot;...By the way. You said you...had to 'rush' the talisman. I assume it's helping enough now to bring Sszeyl to the front again, but...what do we need to be worried about?&quot;

* Nathaniel Toris gives a mirthless chuckle.

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Had I more time, I would have endowed it with curative magics to undo any self-harm that may result from the red wyrm's meddling... but what is past is past. Perhaps in the future, I will be able to return to my work and create a stonger version in that respect... but this will suffice to strengthen the seal.&quot;

* Nathaniel Toris 's shoulders seem to sag for a moment, and he looks even older than he is. &quot;To be worried about...&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Miron is not going to react well to this.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Mm mm. Nope.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;The worst-case scenario is that the wyrm devours your friend's soul from within and is once again loosed onto the world, requiring heroes to rise again to defeat him. But... the talismans will prevent that, and bolster your friend's soul to repel the wyrm's attacks.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs harshly, not even wanting to consider that. &quot;...&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Okay...that's definitely a contender for worst thing ever. |.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;... though... if I am not mistaken from your friend's story... the one who is not what he seems in the far corner there may know a phrase to assist in sending the wyrm into at least momentary submission.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs at a temple. &quot;..He said he was fine.. I should have known better than to ever think that phrase is true.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood blanches for a moment.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You are... very perceptive, good sir.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi smirks a little. &quot;So, about that wizard who doesn't know true sight? You can guess this one knows that spell and THEN some.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Oven~ ))

* Nathaniel Toris chuckles. &quot;Do not worry, I will not pry. We all have our secrets. As long as you are no foe of the innocent and no servant of Tiamat, I have no quarrel with you.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Gods help you if you are though.. Imagine, gentle old man Toris, leveling a city block.&quot; And Tathi manages a laugh, despite herself.

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

* Rusal Ebonwood manages a tense smile. &quot;Beware those with great age, Miss Tathi... for they often have the power needed to survive to that great age in this world.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Last you saw?

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Tathi: &quot;Gods help you if you are though.. Imagine, gentle old man Toris, leveling a city block.&quot; And Tathi manages a laugh, despite herself.

You whisper to Meany: Meany is disconnected. * Rusal Ebonwood manages a tense smile. &quot;Beware those with great age, Miss Tathi... for they often have the power needed to survive to that great age in this world.&quot; Meany has connected.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, um....is it safe to wake him up now? or should we leave him to keep resting?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, wait, actually.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">http://img542.imageshack.us/img542/5408/1287880378242.jpg

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's one final mystery here.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would rather see him wake within this shop, where he can be bound again at a moment's notice should anything go wrong.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his neck and sighs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Perhaps.. that's for the best, for this afternoon, regardless.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;When Calrach was projecting the voices in Sszeyl's mind...one of them was a nice voice, seemed to be the core. I'm pretty syre that was Sszeyl himself. The deep, darkvoice was the dragon, naturally.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is absolutely the worst time, possible, to bring him into an Inquisitor Hostel.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But...there was a third voice. One that acted as a mediator between the two, and seemed concerned with nothing more than making sure his body worked again.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It didn't seem exactly like Sszeyl, though it did take the side of what was probably Sszeyl's voice near the end.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Again, my theory was that it was the subconcious. The working man behind the scenes.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Would that even be possible? Or should we be worried if it's something more sinister?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and falls silent, at that. &quot;...&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I may reccomend the works of psychologist Siegfried Rufed, perhaps? I believe we have a copy somewhere for sale...&quot; |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">*snrrrrk* x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Oh. You are good.

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;What do you not have copies of here? At this point I wonder if you've got a few of the steamier wood elf works..&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And so it turns out that the entire plot arc.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">*coughYou would*cough*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Was draconically engineered to sell that book.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Nathan: &quot;Finally. |3&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright then, well...might as well wake him up then, if this is the best place.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...The little ones are upstairs and safe, yes?&quot;

* Nathaniel Toris chuckles. &quot;Not in my collection, Lady Eyllisaearsithek.&quot; |3

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;They are out with Tharkiel and their mother.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, even better.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, so....um.&quot; Gnogglebolt realizes he doesn't know what should be done to wake up Sszeyl. &quot;...Should I just splash water on him, or is there more magic for this?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head. &quot;That doesn't work on someone knocked out forcefully. It just jolts the asleep back to awareness. Allow me.&quot;

* Papa hops up on the table and lays on top of Sszeyl, his massive front paws on the drow's shoulders. Lick. &#171; &#160;1d8+1 = 1 + 1 = 2&#160;  &#187; healing...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I did not just get Haunter upstaged. :|

Papa:<font color="#000000">Sloppy doggy kisses of healing? =3=

* Thomas Lazarus lays a palm on Sszeyl's forehead. &#171; &#160;1d8+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160;  &#187; Nonlethal, away.

TMG:<font color="#000000">What's with the ones? xD

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">The Drow takes a deep breath, and suddenly- the eyes whip open to show blood red and a snarl forming, but- the talisman shines brightly for a second, and the red fades back to white and green. &quot;Owwwwwww.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari just noticed the mouse-over comparisons of Barbarus and Ezer are uncannily similar.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It smelled you again, Nathaniel. Was not happy. D|&quot;

* Sszeyl rubs his face.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome back, friend.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Did I kill anyone this time?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; feline synchronicity? :U

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">CATMIND.

TMG:<font color="#000000">holy crap, they really are practically identical. xD IHP's only 1 off, will is 2 off, but everything else is the same. xD

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

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Just you wait until the full moon.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&gt;:U

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Ezer would kick that pussy's ass.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Be back in a few, sacred canine duty. Carry on.

Papa:<font color="#000000">There is a humongous white dog sitting on you, Sszeyl. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Petpetpet.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">I would, too.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">I'm practically sentient-level now.

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">o3o

Papa:<font color="#000000">Yay :D

* Dr. Hatari was unnannounced afk getting moar pizza. =3=

* Dr. Hatari partakes of imbalanced diet. :U

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No deaths. Though you nearly gave us all heart attacks.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...you feeling okay, Sszeyl? Is it under control, for now?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It is...sleeping?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I hear snoring from it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Most disturbing.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;oookay. I'll take that as a yes.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus releases a held breath.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... crud. XD I just realized, Papa's CLW should have been 1d8+5. Add 5 more HP back, Sszeyl. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh! Thomas, you're right! We were supposed to meet with the Commander to discuss the mission! Though the mission itself may have to be postponed...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*4

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Sszeyl, can you sit up?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">sorry if I'm quiet.. trying to find the closest jake's burgers. XP

* Thomas Lazarus then draws another. &quot;WHAT THE HECK, MISTER.&quot; &gt;:U &quot;You've been conversing with some world-ending superbeast for how long now and been letting me think you just needed tea? You're surrounded by people that care about you and would trip over themselves at the slightest mention of needing a favor!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not want to pull anymore teeth if you get possessed by any other folks, broken bones, hair loss, or what have you!&quot; Wand thwap.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Gnogglebolt steps back and lets Thomas vent. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Uh oh. You've invoked the wrath of the healer. XD

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( XD ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;You wouldn't like the healer when he's angry.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Ancient wisdom. Those who can heal you have all the knowledge they need to break you thoroughly. &gt;.&gt;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Paranoid drow... |3~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;All of you are afraid of the doctor, I swear!&quot; Mumble grumble umble healer mumble. |U

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I needed to learn more about it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I needed to know what it had done in it's past life to refuse joining with First.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">It's not paranoia if they really are all out to get you. -.-;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach is just standing back, trying not to laugh.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;So that I could forgive it, and allow it to pass on.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Is only partway successful.

* Sszeyl attempts to sit up.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 9 + 1 = 10&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Con check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Success. |3

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Sszeyl, one of the very first things I did when joining this party was to tell them of my condition.&quot; She says, pointedly tapping the gem on her forehead.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It was not a condition before it began to hack into the central nervous system.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Speaking of, I haven't seen your condition flare up at all in...weeks now, miss Tathi. Most curious.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Before that, it was just a spiritual nature.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;It has always been a condition, Sszeyl! You have a gods-damned fragment of a RED WYRM in your head!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;And the second it went beyond my control, I sought out Nathaniel.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;The...Varg whatever, was angry and afraid of him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Fragment?&quot;

* Sszeyl stands up wobbly.

* Thomas Lazarus holds a shoulder.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Are you okay? Swallowtail did something to your neck with her fingers..&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... One of us should probably go tell the Mace folks we won't be making it today. I'll volunteer, if everyone else wants to stay with Sszeyl.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You were out like a light.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Deep nerve damage.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, thank you Edaric. Take someone with you, though.&quot;

* Swallowtail looks smug for a moment. &quot;Ancient secret technique.&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It will take a while to not have soreness, but I am fine.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Whaddya say, Ael? Can you bear to be away from your love's side for a few minutes?&quot; |D

* Aelian swats at Edaric, who dodges.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">What time is it in-game, DM?

* Sszeyl looks at Rusal.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">1 PM o'pocketwatch.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I am sorry I couldn't slow him down.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus groans slightly. &quot;That's right..&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">'course, for Akellon/Farmer time, they just look out the window and say &quot;Oh, sun's at a high. Near noon.&quot; x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if they send a patrol to the HQ to check, they'll flip their wigs.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh fine fine. I'll come.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Rusal seems to weigh his words in his mind before speaking.

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his forehead. &quot;...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It agonizes me to even suggest this, but.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you are truly sorry, find a way to beat that beast.&quot; His look says 'make it so.'

* Sszeyl fingers the thing on his neck.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I know how to hurt it now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We do have a time management responsbility.&quot; He looks to Sszeyl and frowns.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;How to make it...scream.&quot; He looks far too happy at that.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;How are you, Sszeyl? I mean, spiritually.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I am no closer to forgiving that thing, so it will be a while before I can compell it to join with First.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rests his hands on his hips and looms. &quot;??&quot; &gt;|U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, sacred canine duty, carry on. x3

* Sszeyl looks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But are you wrestling with a fiend, in there?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, Sszeyl, Nathaniel suggested an alternative.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you fit to go about a day? Tell me if you're not, this time!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I can operate a day.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Alternative? &gt;&gt;&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That talisman...it's apparently made from the scale of a dragon. A very specific dragon.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus wand baps for more nonlethal removal. &quot;I meant more than a day.&quot; &gt;: Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Then why did you ask for a day?&quot; x-#

* Sszeyl sniffs it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Ah, that Nathan person.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;One of the five dragons that apparently defeated the one inside you the first time. If we can find the other four and ask them to make identical talismans to complete the set...it will go away for good.&quot;

* Sszeyl cleverly doesn't look at the Toris' yet.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Amazingly. Salishea is one of them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Yes, I know.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;He..was quite insane for a time. Was getting them mixed up for a while.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But if you can somehow defeat it on your own, that would be wonderful, too.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;He thought Salishea was the one who killed him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;He still refuses to accept that I am his reincarnation though. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mistaking Lady Salishea for quick little Vaerithosgix? My, my.&quot; -3-

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if it's even possible to separate him from you, I'd say he's got a point, Sszeyl. :B &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;That...is complicated.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought the definition of reincarnation meant there wasn't a new person created entirely.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I...don't know how to say it in this language.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...But then again, I fell asleep a lot when we attended the odd sermon from a Garl priest.&quot; Gnogglebolt chuckles.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Omf nom candied apple.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...We meaning my family back in Mazio, that is.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Sorry, emergency dish duty there.

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Wb. ))

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Regardless, if your next destination is the Leaden Mace Society, then Lethiriss and I must take our leave of your group.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;We're going where?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Mm..&quot; He nods to them.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks for your help again, sir.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Leaden Mace. We were supposed to report this morning to plan the Pamela operation, right?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Yes, quite...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ma'am.&quot; He nods curtly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes, tthank you again sir.&quot;

* Sszeyl holds the talisman away from his torso. &quot;What is this?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes widen. &quot;Don't do that!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus palms it and presses it back against Sszeyl immediately. &quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">It's still around his neck, just not hanging freely.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's the talisman I mentioned a few minutes ago. It's what's keeping the dragon...asleep, I guess.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Please, keep it close to your heart. For all our sakes; yours most of all.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Oookay.&quot;

* Sszeyl let's it hang.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">lets*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We had, with Sir Ebonwood and Tathi's and Calrach's assistance, spied a bit of your turmoil with some spells. That's why we rushed straight over here, to get Nathaniel's help.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;..What?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms. &quot;What about what? You really needed it.&quot;

* Rusal Ebonwood nods at the thanks -- the DM was AFK. &quot;Kindly keep us notified of his progress.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I mean what spells did you use.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;There you go Sszeyl. Keep secrets from us, and we go prying for them.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Detect Thoughts.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Well. Ask them; I don't know.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Suddenly the Drow turns bright purple.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Do I need to ask when you peeked in, then left?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We didn't see much, just the fight you were having with him. He seemed to be winning at first, then a 'Tebryn' was mentioned, and you fought back. That's when we decided to cut it off and get you here immediately.&quot;

* Sszeyl sighs in relief.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Was worried for a second.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...worried about what?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;So, shall we get going? :3&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi narrows her eyes a bit. &quot;I can cast it again, Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">''Oh yeah, changing the subject like a boss. |D''

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;And I can pick Tom up and toss him at you. =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">''Oh shit, intercepted. ''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gives the drow a flat look.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Judging from the blush, I doubt we need to pry,&quot; the half-elf says with a knowing... perhaps mischievous? Smirk.

* Thomas Lazarus stares flatly.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi just glares.. and looks like she's starting to cast a spell...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Okay. Sszeyl, if you PROMISE that it's only some personal thing, and not something that could be important later, I'll trust you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Cool. :3&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But if it's something that could be important, tell us now.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Promise!&quot;

* Sszeyl considers something for a second.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Fatcat whiskers all up in my grill. D|

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;That dragon was the one who burned down Tathi's forest. And he still remembers where the gold from it is.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;There, that's all that's important.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi's eyebrows shoot up.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Casting detect thoughts now!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Dx

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Not what I was expecting.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">=3=

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She smirks. &quot;I kid, I kid, but please do get that information to me as soon as possible, allright?&quot;

* Lethiriss hiss-giggles. Ss-ss-ssss!

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Are we going to have to keep those two apart, again?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's just staring at Tathi with an odd look. :/ Damn mages.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I'll need to pry some more into his memories, but sure.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi grins. &quot;Don't be gentle.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps it would be best to let that particular treasure hoard lie.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;You heard him screaming, didn't you? =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, alright, let's clean up this circus act and get over to the leaden mace.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks confused at Nathaniel for a moment, then comprehension dawns.

* Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;Well atleast you're not twitching.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ohhhh. Curses, right?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">SUDDENLY.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">I kid.

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;More that attempting further contact with the wyrm may awaken him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I swear to god. *brandishes healing ruler* *_*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Ah. Good point.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, he's right. Don't go prying. Best not to give it any openings to retaliate.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi sighs.. &quot;Drat.. I could have put that treasure to very good use..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I already did pry, Gnoggle. Just enough to begin forgiving that thing. :|&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The important thing is that it's dormant for now, and we have a meeting with Salishea scheduled already.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;That...horrible monster that should never have been born.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;On a more immediate note, we have a Commander to meet and a raid to postpone.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..But we still have a bit of business that we really ought to attend to before we make that month's journey.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So! Shall we go take care of that?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Awareness check, how's everyone doing?

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Goodly. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Present and at full capacity

* Thomas Lazarus waves a palm. &quot;The raid was not for today. The meeting was to discuss it. We should still see them.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I have been... clocking our periodically. But's been since the game started.. Stupid dice gods! Stop casting sleep on me!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Keeping myself awake by working on Cold War. ^^

TMG:<font color="#000000">ghost; Gnogglebolt diiiiiid say he hasn't seen tathi's condition in awhiiiiiile.... :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ahm good.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(which she never responded to. &gt;.&gt; )

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">I'm going to be leaving for dinner soon. &gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">There is that, if you're sleepy.

* Ghostwish opens fire on Tech with a salami gun!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Nu. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Toughin' it out. :&gt;

GM:<font color="#000000">Okay, I'm going to grab a cup of tea and take a few minutes while it's boiling before we move to the Mace. Fae, how long do you need for dinner?

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Brb for making me own din-dins. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( And taking the dog out. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( =3=;; ))

GM:<font color="#000000">Also, shall we get some preemptive noms going while people are getting noms and drinks? :3

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Tathi for '''What. ))'''

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Gnoggle for CALRACH. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">WE PUT NOMS IN YOUR NOMS SO YOU CAN NOM WHILE YOU NOM.

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Calrach for GNOGGLE. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">What is this I don't even.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Umm...20 minutes or so, like last time?

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Tom for Moment of Clarity. ))

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Sszeyl for the entire god damn thing. You know what I mean. ;P

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Elros for quiet competence. =3= ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Calrach for playing like a bad radio XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Tom for being clueless. Again. And again. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Keppler(s) lurk in the basement.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Thomas, take one step outside the door please. :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">aww, nom for calrach's &quot;raido&quot;, but not for the neon exclamation marks over his head? xD Eh, guess planned jokes aren't funny...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I feel like he and Sister Lette would play off of each other so well. &quot;|D&quot; &quot;|D&quot; *CRASH*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I have a beard feeling about this.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Let's see..

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Alright, headed for dinner now, leaving my client on.

* Dr. Hatari noms Ghost and Alex for the Tom &amp; Je*scribble* Kor &amp; Ezer antics. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XD!!!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dr. Hatari: I feel like he and Sister Lette would play off of each other so well. &quot;|D&quot; &quot;|D&quot; *CRASH* XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Small bit of lag. You with us? :26

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, I'm with you.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just wanted to clarify which line I was XDing about. x3

Ghostwish whispers: I had fun while you were away. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O

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

Dorf Aias 16:<font color="#6600CC">OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH. OCH.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'* Otto Werner inspects. =3U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's so easy to take care of dorf infestations when you're a DM. -3-

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Durnit. XD

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">DOGGEH.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's like whack-a-mole. But Whack-A-Dorf. XD

* TMG is giggling IRL

* Ghostwish can't stop laughing.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I feel like I'm playing a Flash game. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Okay my head hurts from laughing so much now. XD

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Hmmmmm... I... feel like there are a bunch more noms to nom.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">:&gt;

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">But I cannot focus. =3=

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'TMG:<font color="#000000">Yeah, this is rather distracting. ^^;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Liatai:<font color="#000000">Wow that was an OLD Kan.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mournland Kan.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay now I need to check the teakettle. XD

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XP

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( I am back. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Remember that, Tech? :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">.Oh geeze xD I....

TMG:<font color="#000000">....actually don't. o.o

TMG:<font color="#000000">I only remember the one where you vandalized my own token. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XD!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Speaking of.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Temple of Pelor'* Ghostwish runs away. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Connect Frisk.

* Dr. Hatari pushes the dump switch at the bottom. :O

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Liatai is going to moider you.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Soooo many yayfoxen. :o

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">It's an invasion!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">We should so do a collision of the campaigns again. :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">shoot, afk.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Must do dog yad now

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Will be back soon.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">LULZ

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Yap yap YAP yap YAP YAP yap yap :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, let me tally up the preemptive noms.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tom! 100 XP - You've aggroed the healer. Run. D: GM:<font color="#000000">Whole party - 100 XP - WHAT.

GM:<font color="#000000">Calrach - 100 XP - Thought Radio

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi - 100 XP - Spellcasting Teamwork.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 100 XP - BRAIN FULL OF DRAGONS.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi and Elros - 100 XP each - It's the Ezer and Kor Show!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I'm surprised I didn't get any for The (failed) Adventures of Kor. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">See Ezer and Kor Show. -3-

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">What about the kitchen madness? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, woo! Black tea with mint. :D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You can't level just off of Kor being a douche. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">WATCH ME.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bit of trivia... I'm a bit of a method actor sometimes with NPCs. When I know I'm going to be playing one NPC a lot during a session, I tend to stock up on certain foods/drinks or put certain scents in the ol' diffuser for inspiration.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">For Zairith, it's spearmint or mint tea. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Liatai is hard-core DM.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">They say Mark Hammel practiced the Joker laugh on the way to recording sessions.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And people would just double-take at his car in passing, hearing it. All, &quot;O.O !?&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think I've already said before that I can't get into Densharr character in the car anymore, it's dangerous. He's blind, and I catch myself squinting, paying less attention to visual stimuli, closing my eyes... not safe while driving. ^^;;;;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Yeah. :x

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Wb.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm, nothign for gnogglebolt. :B Oh well. Logging in Calrach's now :o

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Who's all here? :V

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">We're still missing Meany.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fae's still out at dinner.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle got the collective 100 atlreast.

* Liatai thwaps Ghost with a trout. :B

* Ghostwish scampers.

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; yeah, caught that

* Dr. Hatari dizzily wanders over to the Hostel map. @3@

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The only thing I could think of was Logistics Man for Gnogglebolt, and he got that last session. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Ohey, Ghost. :o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I can't remember specifics of what we did all session.

TMG:<font color="#000000">An article for you to read, when you've the time

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://www.wizards.com/default.asp?x=dnd/sg/20050429a

TMG:<font color="#000000">(psst; Star wars game! :&gt; )

TMG:<font color="#000000">...crap, afk. again. &gt;_

TMG:<font color="#000000">&gt;_-

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">And I'm back

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Think my dad wants the computer though, so I might compswitch.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Understood. :o

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Disregard that, I'm good.

* Dr. Hatari stares at the screen a moment.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Are.. is our guild more numerous than the local Mace Branch? XD

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Wb.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Not yet.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Hopefully Barb and Swallow can do some recruiting over the Castle Trek.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">&gt;:.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Out of where? :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">The town? |B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Staying at HQ is less of an option now.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Oh right. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You gotsa go live with Miron.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Well, he has extra gold. Can buy more wagons.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">|U

TMG:<font color="#000000">back again for real

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">So.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Shall we continue?

GM:<font color="#000000">ROLL CALL!

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Yo.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">March! =3=

GM:<font color="#000000">Also, there are five members of the Mace currently not at HQ, so. -3- Let's see. Not counting animals...

TMG:<font color="#000000">Present. Barring any more leash-yanking.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Meow.

GM:<font color="#000000">Vigilant Guardians - 11 counting Miron.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron and Calrach, I should say.

GM:<font color="#000000">Leaden Mace - 13, 15 if you count Tom and Miron.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I was counting the pets. :B

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Huhwhat

Liatai:<font color="#000000">15 for Guardians and 17 for Mace, then. XD

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Mules.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">In which case we have two cooshies, a rat, and an ... ... ... Ezer, to their smoke! :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">And horses.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">17 Guardians -- 19 if you count horses.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Smoke and Talib. =3=

Ezer:<font color="#0099CC">I apparently am an individual, and not a species. Woo.

* Dr. Hatari forgot the tube rat. D|

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It'll be interesting once Samuel reaches level 4.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I know what his animal companion will be.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Black bear. :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">:V

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">My dinosaur senses are tingling.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Fuzzy?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">--Oh. :P

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">This is an organization of witch hunters, not a menagerie! &gt;:O

GM:<font color="#000000">Whenever you're ready, we can continue. :3

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">What map are we starting on?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Leaden mace.

* Thomas Lazarus muses en route. &quot;We should perhaps put a 'closed for repairs' sign in front of the old HQ. Just so.. ah.. you know. To abate misunderstanding.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose we still owe Mr. Calrach an explanation.&quot;

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I'll admit, in all the excitment, it even slipped my mind!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It has been like that, lately.&quot; ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">geezus.. we're all line up like we're going to attack

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everything I've seen will make a great ballad....but...&quot; Calrach suddenly stops in mid-walk.

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( No we're not. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Tom and I are in back. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( And you're in front. ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He looks with a horrified expression on his face.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Your point? Looks like standard for us. :P

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't tell anyone about it!&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Dafuq, we wouldn't last four seconds. :P ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tathi Gang evolves into: Tathi Party.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Who said you couldn't?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He takes off his cloak, bundles it up, thrests his face into it, and the party hears a muffled yell.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Gnogglebolt and Tom.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">*thrusts

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He then puts his cloak back on properly.

* Thomas Lazarus actually offers a hesitant chuckle.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh, you're over-reacting. It's not going to be secret forever, and then you'll be the first to tell the full story.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;But at least I can make a story out of whatever happened to your building! Tell me, tell me!&quot;

* Edaric pats Calrach's shoulder sympathetically. &quot;There, there.&quot; -3-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We certainly have to keep it a secret.. for now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Alchemical spiders set it on fire.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any number of people of ill repute -- or unswayable zeal -- would darken our doorway if they learned those details.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;You're free to tell the story...Hmm, I should say once I have another bit on this talisman.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, you've got&quot; to give me more to work with tan that.&quot; he says, sticking his tongue out at Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll just have to settle it on our own.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;A redundancy, if you will.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">*than

* Sszeyl recounts the whole tale. |U

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;If you give me some time, I can give you illustrations.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though I don't blame you. :P

* Thomas Lazarus gives them both a look. &quot;Don't even think about it, mister.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You could be attacked by people like Rin Brenin's company if they knew half the story. It has to stay with us until it is resolved for good.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;And they're the best-meaning sorts that could be problems.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Fine, I'll accept a cop-out recounted tale. -3- &quot;Wow...that's interesting! The assasins I was told about yesterday, attacking so soon!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..It could be worse than that. So let's just be safe.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Man, if only I was there. I would have given them what-for.&quot;

* Aelian grumbles. Damn adamantine.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...actually. That's an excellent point, sir Lazarus!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi pets. Remember your birthday present.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;...You have problems with that story...yet nothing on me telling people that an Intermidiate Goddes is dead.&quot;

* Sszeyl leans in to Calrach. &quot;Lolth is dead dude.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;By waiting until the story is actually resolved, I'll have a proper epic with a true ending to cap it off!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Speaking of that... Edaric pulls Tathi aside during the walk. &quot;Hey, Tathi, Got a moment?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi looks over. &quot;Mm?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks up to Sszeyl and snorts. &quot;That's not what the stories from the northern rural areas occasionally raided say.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You were talking about birthdays last night, and it got me to thinking...&quot; Edaric looks over at Aelian and lowers his voice conspiratorially.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;That would be because they lost.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;That and every temple from Resca to Mazio would light up if a god actually died That's kind of a big deal, and everyone would know about it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;It was one hundred and twenty-four years ago.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Point still stands. I may ot be a clergymember, but trust me, I know my lore.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Check your history to see if that occurred, but in ours, Lolth's statues all crumbled to dust.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Didn't Tathi tell Sszeyl about the survivors?

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Of what? ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ael's birthday is Fharlon 2nd. It occurred to me last night that I'd spent my birthday as a statue this year, and Ael's is in the same month as mine, and we lost half of Heironon, the whole of Fharlon, and half of Ehlon before you all came and rescued us.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">*Studio audience GASP*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, if you're ever hurting for something nice to do for him... a replacement for his lost 26th birthday party might be something good, you know?&quot; :3

* Thomas Lazarus furrows his brows. &quot;...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus whispers aside to Gnogglebolt, &quot;How old is 26 in Half-elf years relative to Human years?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi ponders this for a moment.. and then smirks. &quot;Well then, we'll have to do something about that, won't we.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Well...less than 26, at the very least.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt thinks in his head for a moment. &quot;Probably considered an adult not too long ago. Maybe just barely left 'teenage' years.&quot; He replies to Thomas.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Isn't Tathi, like, hundreds of years old?&quot; Also whispered. God, is it ever whispered.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Oh gods that glare. &quot;Are you calling me old, lightning-bolt sponge?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">D|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt raises an eyebrow. &quot;...Well, I ain't gonna judge.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Do not attempt to guess a lady's age.&quot;

* Elros nod

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They seem happy enough.&quot; He whispers back.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;The average elf lives to about seven hundred years old.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought Tathi's reply was non-canon. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;The average half elf lives to be about one hundred and seventy-six years old.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I mean, come on.

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( :P ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">:o!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Liatai!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Aelian's sheet? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- drat D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">Can I give you Asterac's spellbook instead? :3

* Dr. Hatari snrks.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Arcane bribery.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Bribery, my dear, will get you anywhere.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Why do you ask, anyway?&quot; Gnogglebolt whisperes back, as he and Thomas carry out their hushed conversation.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">BRIBEMIND.

Asterac's Spellbook Contains...:<font color="#000000">All cantrips

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just wasn't sure. I've never really had any non-human friends before getting out of Lorellon and the temple, here.&quot;

Asterac's Spellbook Contains...:<font color="#000000">1 - Endure Elements, Obscuring Mist, Mage Armor, Shield, Summon Monster I, Identify, Hypnotism, Shocking Grasp, Magic Missile, Color Spray, Silent Image, Feather Fall, Magic Weapon, Animate Rope, Lesser Orb of Electricity, Sonic Blast, Thunderhead, Wings of the Sea

Asterac's Spellbook Contains...:<font color="#000000">2 - Resist Energy, Summon Monster II, Fog Cloud, Glitterdust, Gust of Wind, Shatter, Magic Mouth, Minor Image, Blindness/Deafness, Darkvision, Levitate, Pyrotechnics, Whispering Wind, Rope Trick, Malevolent Miasma, Electric Loop, Stolen Breath, Swim

Asterac's Spellbook Contains...:<font color="#000000">3 - Dispel Magic, Protection from Energy, Sleet Storm, Stinking Cloud, Summon Monster III, Leomund's Tiny Hut, Lightning Bolt, Wind Wall, Major Image, Fly, Gaseous Form, Water Breathing, Reverse Arrows, Greater Mage Armor, Capricious Zephyr, Great Thunderclap, Hailstones, Enhance Familiar

Asterac's Spellbook Contains...:<font color="#000000">4 - Leomund's Secure Shelter, Solid Fog, Summon Monster IV, Ice Storm, Shout, Orb of Electricity, Energy Spheres, Thunderlance, Wingbind, Greater Wings of Air

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, well.. I get treated like a youngster alot myself. I guess I don't really act my age. ^^; So I was just wondering.&quot;

Asterac's Spellbook Contains...:<font color="#000000">5 - Cloudkill, Mind Fog, Sending, Cone of Cold, Overland Flight, Arc of Lightning, Ball Lightning, Cyclonic Blast, Mass Fly

Asterac's Spellbook Contains...:<font color="#000000">6 - Acid Fog, Chain Lightning, Control Water, Freezing Fog, Cloak of the Sea

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, full-blooded elves take a very long time to mature, as well. Tathi's not far into Evlen adulthood herself.&quot; Gnogglebolt whispers back.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">'

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">'Enhance Familiar' C'MERE TOMIKO

GM:<font color="#000000">There you go. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Yay!! Tathi is gonna be busy XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Yeah, well, go ahead and enhance Akellon!Kor.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Akellon!Tomi is about a decade stronger than Dorf!Tomi and can rip trees out of the ground. :P

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are you all whispering about back there?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">^^;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Nothing!&quot; ^^;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a thing!&quot; ^^

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh hey, we're here!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. Right. Sure.&quot; -.-;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where this?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I gotta go get something to eat folks. Assume Tathi continues to conspire, and I shall return within an hour

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway. |3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Headquarters of the Castleton-Branch Leaden Mace...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Our presence is already, like, 12 dudes strong without Tathi NPC.. ^^;

* Swallowtail looks at Calrach quizzically. ???

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heard some interesting things about these folks.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks up at Swallowtail. &quot;What?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh ah, she doesn't speak Common. Only a few words.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, huh.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Oh, goodness. That's right. Have they not been introduced?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That commotion erupted as soon as Calrach arrived.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Led-den Mace... small dog, hat?&quot;

* Sszeyl explains in Amayan.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes.&quot; |3

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

* Thomas Lazarus heads inside and keeps the door open for the others.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, let our considerably-sized group enter, then!&quot; Calrach gestures wildly.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Brother Thomas! And the rest of the Guardians!&quot; :O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. Please pardon our lateness.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Soooo sorry about being so late.&quot; Gnogglebolt immediately says upon entering.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened?! The news of the fire was all around.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You would not believe what we've been through last night and this morning--oh, really?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, there's a brazen new face, marching right up to the hunters' table.&quot; Flint lifts the brim of his hat and glances at Calrach.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach hops into one of the seats, pulling out an instrument and starting to play idly on it.

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs. ^^;;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think we hired entertainers.&quot; |3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello there, sirrah.&quot; Calrach nods as he strums his banjo idly.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;You sure? I can put on a pretty good show!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;At a very affordable rate.&quot; He winks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;An aquaintance of the fellow who tipped us off about Castle Osyluth.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...yes. He was. Um. Recommended to us.&quot;

* Landon Skar hmphs and goes back to drinking from an old steel tankard.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">It's my shiny buddy! :D

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach takes note of the 'hmph'...and the only indication is a split-second mischievious flash across his face.

* Thomas Lazarus stoops down and hugs smoke. |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Anyway. We've got a lot to report.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Wag wag wag wag wag wag! :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Oh er, professionalism! D|

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can imagine!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stands. &quot;Quite so..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, ah...I'll try to be brief. Remember those assasins we mentioned?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop, two shakes. Carry on. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Got hit with their first strike last night, it seems. I'm starting to suspect it was really a probing strike.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods in grim agreement.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the middle of the night, as we slept, our building was attacked by three metal spiders that spit fire.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alchemist's fire, to be specific. Almost certainly the barrel that was stolen.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;My word -- at least it looks like there were no casualties aside from the building.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We managed to defeat them and save the house and OH--&quot; Gnogglebolt suddenly issues a quicks tream of untintelligible words, except to those versed in obscure languages.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I forgot to talk to the landlord. He's almost certainly visited and found and empty, half-burnt house by now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;With a guard. To point him to our location.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah, almost forgot about that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He will, I hope, forgive us given the circumstances.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Stop stressing before you give yourself a stroke.&quot;

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

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

* Flint Carthan looks with odd approval at some of the Draconic words. &quot;Didn't know you had it in you, Gnogglebolt.&quot; -3-

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aside from the damaged house, nothing irreplacable was lost.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Including personnel, as you can see.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm surrounded by Scotties. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, after the attack, we packed up everything and migrated to the Pelor temple for the rest of the night.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;And here we are now. |D&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus idly kneads Smoke's head. Squishy dog head, squish squish. &quot;We rather had a wrench thrown into the day by that. But..&quot; He nods at Sszeyl's words.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the morning, we started to get it together, but then...&quot; Gnogglebolt glances back to Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is the commander available?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...we lost track of time?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Lai: Well, you can send one of them over here. &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mmm.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;He should be. Please, have a seat, I'll go --&quot; he pauses, looking at the large group. &quot;-- get some more chairs.&quot; ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus bows.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns back to Cademon, and doesdn't say anything further. Lying to their allies doesn't quie sit right with him, but if Sszeyl doesn't want them to know, that's that.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;We shouldn't be long. |D&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;There's still time to arrange for another house, and some carpenters.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Ghost door!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;There... that should be enough.&quot; ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now I'll go get the commander.&quot; ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Chatter in Amayan. :U

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Chatter chatter chatter. Words.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Hi Ezer. :D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">x3

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">Down the stairs comes... not the commander, but a thin archivist and a one-eyed druid. &quot;... Cadamon wasn't kidding, it's a regular convention.&quot; o.o;

One-Eyed Druid:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were all somewhat displaced by the fire. This was why we decided not to seek refuge here, in fact. ^^;&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I knew we would be packing the barracks to capacity.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you mind a pair of eavesdroppers... er. Who is that and why is he in the commander's usual chair?&quot; ^^;;;

* Richter Malino gestures to Calrach.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Pardon?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, commander's chair! Oops!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah.&quot; He introduces. &quot;This is Calrach Lightweave. The.. Nonreal band, right?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He hops over to another one. &quot;There!&quot; With a grin.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yup, that's it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I still have no idea what that is)&quot; He speaks mock-conspiratorially to Richter.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;But really though. How was I supposed to know? the chair's no different from the others...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, given the subject, it's probably good for everyone to be here for this meeting.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough.&quot; ^^;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He twangs away on the banjo, then puts it away and pulls out a mini-bongos set

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh! Brother Thomas, it's actually fortuitous you're here. Congratulations, you're no longer the newest employee of the Leaden Mace.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Speaking of, who's your taciturn friend?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh?&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;This would be Samuel Hartwood. A longtime friend of mine -- he's the one who taught me the spell to summon a hippogriff, if you recall. And the newest junior inquisitor.&quot;

Samuel Hartwood:<font color="#000000">The man bows formally.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Ahhh. I do faintly remember that. The unusual Griphon-like creature that helped us bring down Louis' beast.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome to the Leaden Mace, Samuel.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, that's the one.&quot;

Samuel Hartwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had rather begun to think you were just prone to unusual summonings, till now.&quot; He smirks wryly.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&gt;: Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;... those really were supposed to be celestial jackals...&quot; ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">For the record.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">When the Korgi-swarm appeared? I mentally narrated a group of schoolchildren collectively shouting out, &quot;KORGEEEEES (yay korgis)&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">As the wagging death-battle began.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;... It seems the Guardians have grown substantially since last we met.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes and no.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;More, we have a few temporary tagalongs.&quot;

* Anise Berilan peers at Tom. &quot;... There's something different about you today...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus salutes.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where's your usual mop?&quot;

* Sszeyl trasnalates for Swallowtail.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach might be an incorrigble little halfling, but even he knows better than to irritate a boss. HIs instrument vanishes in a flash,a nd he sits down in his chair properly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmph.&quot; He smirks. &quot;..It was just time for a change, I suppose.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Now I can't shake the association of Ashmore with &quot;LIKE A BAWS.&quot; Thanks a lot, Calrach. XD

* Thomas Lazarus skips the psycho admirer story. &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl whispers: To Swallowtail &quot;Are you sure you still want to remain behind with Barbarus given the loss of our headquarters?&quot;

* Swallowtail nods to something Sszeyl says.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">SCRYIN' VILLAINS (LIKE A BAWS), MAKIN' SPEECHES (LIKE A BAWS)

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Ha! I'm so good, I don't need to be a chaos agent in character! I can infect beyond the fourth wall!

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So. Pamela Lundy and Castle Osyluth.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry if I stole your look.&quot; He remarks to Anise, though the smirk fades. He turns in towards the table and listens up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, about that...we may not be able to leave as soon as we were hoping.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Scrying Castle Osyluth revealed...&quot; He looks over at Gnogglebolt inquisitively. (*brick'd for pun*)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, have you not heard yet? Er...well, if you haven't continue. Finish what you were going to say.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">comma between haven't and continue

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Translatin'.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;I take it you speak of the fire.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who and what was behind it, more specifically.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you are planning to leave in less than three days, then it makes no difference.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But that's good enough, go ahead with what you were going to say.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Actually, I was sort of hoping for that. ^^; But nevermind.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you would prefer to go into such a situation without ample supplies of holy water, I cannot stop you, though I would strongly advise against it after seeing what was within Castle Osyluth.&quot;

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;It has clearly been transformed into a true necromantic haunt. The outer wall appears pleasant enough, but within the courtyard, undead swarm. Including several incorporeal types.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least one allip, and quite a number of zombies of various types. Your informant was clearly correct. Even if it is not Pamela Lundy's chosen hideout, it is doubtless a place in dire need of cleansing.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He frowns mutely. &quot;...&quot; (&quot;This cloak may see some proper use, yet.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Knowledge Arcana check.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 16 + 8 = 24&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Knowledge Religion check.

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( For undead knowledge. =3= ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Religion would be -- theeeere you go. :3

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( How does one fight incoporeal types. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">?*

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Mmmmmay I? ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go ahead.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You'll be faster than me. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">An incorporeal undead is completely impervious to physical damage sources. Only spells and magic weapons (including holy water) have any chance of affecting them, and even those at a 50% chance to have no effect. Only Ghost *bricked* ghost-touch weapons and force effects are garaunteed to connect.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Ha!

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">My fists are magic! :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">I SHORYUKEN THE GHOST

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Thankee, Hatari. :3 ))

* Sszeyl translates for Swallowtail while he takes out a sketchpad and pencil...

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 9 + 8 + 0 = 17&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We've certainly got our work cut out for us.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Curiously, Ninjas also get an ability to strike ghosts without fail. Although, probably not in the first 3 levels.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">He's drawing something...animals? A spider and scorpion!

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 13 + 8 + 0 = 21&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you are willing to postpone your expedition for three days, Cadamon and I will have restored our supplies of holy water to sufficient levels, and be able to put together a field pack for your group to aid the seige or infiltration.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Thank you.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari checks. No, 8th level Ninja ability. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">A series of stances, all with a tiny Scorpion in the corner, with notes attached to them.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 12 + 8 + 0 = 20&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">Is that drow... doodling during my briefing? -.-

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">And translating.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;With any luck, that will be enough time for us to take care of the problem that's cropped up for us.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Remember those assasins you were informed of?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Alips...those have a fifty fifty chance of dodging our attacks.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Ooo, grub here, distracted :. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Is there anything specifc on those particular species that we should know, Commander?&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Spirits of concentrated hatred and madness.&quot;

* Sszeyl takes a moment to focus.

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;Alips are ghost versions of our friend Miron. :D&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Avoid their touch if at all possible. They have been known to cause permanent madness in those that they touch.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">OCH

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">AYE.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">A number of stances with spider marks, and notes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yikes. Sounds viscious.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Quick recap for me please? ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Swallowtail might notice they are similar to the Tiger stances.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, to speak of the expedition.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tathi was possessed by a dead alleycat.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">...

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">You mean she was normal? :P

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

* Ghostwish chases Tech around with a flounder.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;With our recent influx of new members, we will need at least one higher-ranked inquisitor and two mid-ranked inquisitors to show them their way. You would likely need to incarcerate Brother Carthan to keep him from accompanying you, but aside from him and one other mid-ranked inquisitor... this mission is of sufficient gravity to involve one of our higher-ranked operatives.&quot; He gestures to Anise and Cadamon.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Did... did the commander just crack a joke? Naaah I'm imagining things. -3-

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Only teeny rin to keep gnogglebolt company? So cute.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Whom do you endorse?&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus blinks aside to Anise briefly. Poker face? Or 'aw yeah, castle siege'?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Who can say!

* Anise Berilan looks pretty poker face, but she's tapping her foot under the table eagerly. Cadamon looks pretty eager at the opportunity for some fieldwork, too, though.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, for mid-level, we took Richter with us last time... Ah Hey--&quot; Gnogglebolt then realizes he doesn't know the man's name. &quot;Erm...you with the staff?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus intervenes with a brief introduction. &quot;Brother Landon Skar.&quot;

* Sszeyl flips to another page.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;?&quot; He nods brief thanks to Thomas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Elros? Your stance on this?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Landon Skar! That was it! Weren't you the other option we could have brought with us last time? Got any tricks against undead or incoporeal things?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's a mute, and a pacifist, you see.&quot; *Landon bricks Thomas*

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 8 + 8 = 16&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Craft check, while not paying much attention to other...is he free drawing?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">basically 'is that staff of yours majik?' :B

* Flint Carthan laughs. &quot;If he didn't, do you think he would have gotten this far?&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">A sketch of Barbarus without his amputations.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 12 + 8 = 20&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; A sketch of Elros and Landon Skar facing off.

* Landon Skar taps his staff, and the ends glimmer briefly with pale light -- both ends, not just one.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! Excellent point.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, Richter got field experience last time...so, how about it, Guardians? Shall we bring the strangely silent staff-man with us?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 4 + 8 = 12&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Derish and Barshal arm wrestling.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;As long as a strangely silent stiff man doesn't turn into a stiff.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">...

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Staff. Clearly, this is what I meant.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;You're one to talk.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">*cough*

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can vouch for his skills. He taught a lot of us in the hostel, after all. And he can mow through a field of skeletons in no time flat.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;When is the last time you relaxed? Last year?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Hey now, there's no good in sleeping when not relaxed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Which leads me to believe you never sleep. &gt;:.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Anyway.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Could the three candidates please answer some drowish questions, hmm? :3&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aside from Archivist Malino and Brother Skar, the newest mid-ranked inquisitor would be Inquisitor Malino. However, she is more suited to dealing with heretics of a live nature than the undead.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 20 + 8 = 28&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; A sketch of Commander Ashmore -smiling.-

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">:O

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">IT DEFIES REALITY.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Holy shite. I think a 20 is what is required just to make it -succeed- xD

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Seconded. XP

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow at Sszeyl. &quot;..Come, now, friend. This is their headquarters. We should perhaps not treat veterans of the profession we're dabbling in like they're trying out for us.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I just need to know some things about them, Thomas.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;like?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Like, oh hey, I can't eat fish because it will make my throat swell up and me to die.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two candidates.&quot; Flint frowns back at the drow. &quot;I owe that undead beast a few holes in its belly.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Or like, I secretly can breathe fire.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Me and Tom are the only ones who know how to cook. :/&quot;

TMG whispers: Have everyone make a spot check!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, okay.&quot; He relents, seeing as that is reasonable.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;And he cheats.&quot;

TMG whispers: to see Calrach twicth at 'breath fire' ;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Blatantly.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A Spot check has been called for.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">|D ;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 11 + 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Spot.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;...how is it possible for one to cheat at cooking?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 19 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 22&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; Spot!

You whisper to TMG: Roll Bluff.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;He has Pelor cook it for him.&quot;

TMG whispers: what do you think the DC is? Should I do slight of hand or bluff to cover it?

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">spot &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 20 + 11 = 31&#160; <font color="#0099CC">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;C-cooking is covered.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">ELROS'D AGAIN.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">ELROS.

TMG whispers: Bluff, okay. &#171;&#160;1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160;&#187;

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( ELROS CAN SEE INTO INFINITY. ))

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">Elros can, as he is wont to do, see to infinity.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">MASTER OF IRRELEVANT SENSE CHECKS.

TMG whispers: ...are you freaking kidding me. o.O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... never mind. -3-

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171;&#160;1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160;&#187; was the Bluff check. x3

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( It's funny because wang means penis. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( *shot* ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( Was a reference to YuGiOh abridged. ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Everyone sees Calrach twicth and bump the table.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">*twitch

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oop! Sorry. A bug landed on me.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..?&quot; He looks to Calrach.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Calrach- afraid of insects.&quot;

TMG whispers: roll another bluff for that?

* Sszeyl makes a note.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">I may not always be here, but I can sre make sensory checks. :U

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;No serving cidadas.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">*sure make

TMG whispers: and everyone makes Sense Motive? (for when you get back)

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Do mind that you don't hurt yourself.&quot;

You whisper to TMG: Roll Bluff.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sense Motive, anyone who wants to.

TMG whispers: Bluff: &#171;&#160;1d20+10 = 3 + 10 = 13&#160;&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 6 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 7&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; wisdom check!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">:9 &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; :U

TMG whispers: Come oooon. xD Man, calrach is having first-time shiterolls. :B

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: Calrach is lying about the bug.

You whisper to Meany: Calrach is lying about the bug.

* Sszeyl makes a note.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Results given.

TMG whispers: for everyone who succeeded &quot;There was no bug. That was in response to something else. Probably something Sszeyl said.&quot;--or, oh. Nvm. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 16 + 8 = 24&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; A sketch of Calrach riding a giant dragonfly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well.&quot; He looks to his fellow inquisitors (and archivist).

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have my opinions forming as well. What do you all think?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Flint.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;For the other midlevel inquesitor we bring along, I am leaning towards Landon, to give him a chance with us since we've already used Richter. As for the higher-up inquisitor...I'm not sure.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Your opinion on what we lacked last time around with Pamela?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Can we bring two of Smoke and not Flint? |D

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 4 + 8 = 12&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Anise and Cadamon dancing and singing the Tiki tiki tiki Room, along with lyrics.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">They're chibis.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Are you doodling?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Erm. Anyway. Commander?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Mm.&quot; He ponders. &quot;If I'm not mistaken, brother Cadamon is also a formally trained cleric, not unlike myself. Although perhaps without the templar background of hand-to-hand combat focus. On the other hand, if I'm likewise not mistaken, sister Anise is also an ascetic fighter, like Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Helping my friend here learn our language through images.&quot;

* Sszeyl is still translating.

* Alberic Ashmore does not approve of this doodling and questioning. :/

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">D|

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;All priests of Saint Cuthbert recieve combat training as part of their initiation, so as better to bring justice to those who wish to evade it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Every time we do this, I SO feel like we're huddling up in PE class and picking our dodgeball team. XD ))

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

* Faerie snrk

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... admittedly, it has been quite a time since I last donned armor.&quot; ^^;

* Sszeyl gives him a flat look. &quot;Elros and Gnogglebolt are the logistics heads of our group. I am more oriented toward providing for the members, such as Swallowtail here, and your people you're trusting us with.&quot; :|

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">does using a spell-like ability provoke an AoO?

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Speaking of which. Who wants some candied apples? We had a harvest a few days ago, and have a surplus. :|&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Thank ye! ^^

* Thomas Lazarus hardcore sweatdrops. =3=;;;;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi tries very, very hard not to giggle..

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((charisma-10)/2) = 8 + floor((15 - 10) / 2) = 10&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; charisma check!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She turns a little red with the effort.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That would have been the greatest 1 ever.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">BAAAAAAAAAWAHAHAHAH-

* Tathi smacks Hatari.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, in this case, grilling the people we're bringing with us isn't a good idea.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Normally it's us doing the interrogation, not the other way around. Besides, I'm coming with, no two ways about it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Grilling? I'm asking for allergies, so I don't poison them.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why ask now? Ask later. Allergies don't matter no matter who we bring with us.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus clears his throat a bit, in the interest of being decisive. &quot;I'm inclined to the mix of Flint, Richter, and Anise. No hard feelings, brothers. That's just my tactical assessment of our group makeup.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">FOREVERALONE.jpg

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Without Miron, we could use more spellcasting power.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Yessssss! |D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Bawhahahaha :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Aw. &gt;: Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;I would suggest Flint, Landon, and Cadamon.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmmm.&quot; He considers that.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Speaking of. How is he?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Take that, I'm being considered. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Anyway. While my colleges are figuring that out. Commander?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Aah, shut it. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Drat. ... I mean! &gt;.&gt;;

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

* Thomas Lazarus isn't super biased.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">I'm a college?

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">FRAT PARTY~

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( |3 ))

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Toga! Toga!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;On the mend.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, Sparkgear?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;With all due respect, if he is not up to full strength, would we want to consider bringing someone else?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Hence Cadamon. |o&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just wanted to tell you all about that fire you heard of. Those assasins you were informed of not too long ago? The fire last night was them. They sent three metal spiders, loaded with alchemist's fire to torch our building.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, it's been established they know who and where we are.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. That's Valid, but, on the other hand, brother Richter has the very same training as Miron.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">...Has he fallen asleep?

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Nope, there he is.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not 100% certin yet, but I think our group is going to need to take care of this threat once and for all before we leave, which indeed may take a few days.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;And he did swimmingly last time.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;However, some ancient wisdom.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Do not use the same attack twice.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;The more time given to replenish our supplies, the better. However, waiting longer than a week to begin the mission may prove disastrous.&quot;

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;In that light.&quot; The commander holds up a hand as the debate continues, gesturing for silence and attention.

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">Given. 8.

* Thomas Lazarus looks over once more.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;The decision need not be made tonight. As long as you make your choices by the evening of Cuthon 9th, it is acceptable. If you do not, the choices will be made for you.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Acceptable.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are there any other matters to discuss this afternoon regarding the cleansing of Castle Osyluth?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm...nothing that I can think of at the moment...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus ponders for a time, but doesn't speak up.

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">&quot;Just be sure you have fire fighting supplies handy.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Prepare Create Water, got it. |3

Sszeyl: <font color="#8b4500">(( COUGHTOMASCOUGH ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">+h

* Thomas Lazarus had 2 of them prepared. He was just busy suplexing spiders and getting electrocuted like a baws.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tomas? Suddenly he's Spanish? :B *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Do you know anyone in the Clerical business powerful enough to regenerate lost limbs?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&gt;.#

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;vienen a m&#237; hermano!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow. A reasonable question.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;All of you come to/at me brother?&quot; :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">XD

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Within Castleton, personally, no. Have you spoken with the priests of Pelor? They are focused toward restoration. If any divine anchors in the city possess such power, it is likely they dwell within Pelor's hall.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unfortunately, a limb-lacking patient has already been through their temple recently.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns at that. &quot;..Not that I, myself, am aware of. Or atleast, it never came up in my tenure there. Perhaps a high priest or cardinal in Lorellon, but..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, last month at least.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;To my knowledge, Father Trebedis cannot muster that level of power. And he is without a doubt the most experienced of us.&quot;

* Barbarus does not look happy. Uhoh. That tail'

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">s lashing furiously.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then I am afraid I cannot help you. To seek a healer in Lorellon would be the most adviseable course of action.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;Perhaps, down the road.. sorta-speak.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So. Anyone else have anything to do?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Nyuupe.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;No. My thoughts were to perhaps take Matthew's suggestion and use those opportunities to aquire some more supplies.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..It sounds necessary.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. Let us adjourn for now, and reconvene in three days' time, if circumstances allow.&quot;

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

* Alberic Ashmore stands.

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

* Sszeyl also stands, and heads for the door. Tearing off a page of his sketchpad and dropping it on the table as he passes.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excuse me, Gnogglebolt, could I have my seat back? It wouldn't do to have someone enter and mistake you for a new clerk of some kind.&quot; ^^ &quot;Thank you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#8B4500">It's a picture of Ashmore smiling with the caption, &quot;Proud.&quot; In a corner, you can see chibi Cadamon and Anise.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets up, and starts heading out with everyone else.

* Edaric stretches.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It doesn't fit you, anyways.&quot; |D

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach stands up during the bustle and noise of everyone else standing up...and speaks a word and makes a gesture with his wrist.

* Thomas Lazarus half-turns and casually salutes the seated inquisitors as he heads out. &quot;See you later.&quot;

* Anise Berilan chuckles and holds up the paper. &quot;So, who wants to give this to Helen? All in favor say aye~&quot;

Elros:<font color="#0099CC">Elros gets up to join Gnogglebolt

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Landon Skar's hair and staff...are now bubblegum-pink.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">And Calrach is out the door.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">Good, because that inquisitor is standing mighty quick. &gt;:|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;......&quot; He stares.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Calrach has a 'CHUMP' on his cloak's back.

* Barbarus blows some smoke off his ring. &quot;Still got it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus facepalms so hard. How does this happen every single meeting.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... halflings.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoa, Calrach, where's the fire--&quot; He giggles at the halfing's turned back.

* Thomas Lazarus begins to gesture like he's going to excuse someone, but it just collapses before the first syllable.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He sighs and walks out.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm? What? Wait a minute...&quot; He twists and looks at the back of his cloak. &quot;..Aw, who else can do that! This means war!&quot;

* TMG is giggling. So. Hard. xD

* Edaric looks innocent. 0:3

* Barbarus is also Innocent. See this halo? Wait, where did that halo come from?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Miron would so kill us.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Violently. And with a hammer.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's Miron, again?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Suddenly!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Bombing run!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Spritz spritz sprtiz.

* Edaric prepares to counterspell!

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Alright, so, I need to do the dishes. &gt;.&gt;;;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Gnoggle is transformed to look like Miron!

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

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">I shall be back as soon as I can.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">For just a few minutes, until he moves and wrecks the paint job.

TMG:<font color="#000000">that's waaaaaaay out of Pres's league. ^^;

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( It's paint. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">That requires a Disguise Self spell

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( So that from that one angle, he looks like miron. ))

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Back soon, locking scroll so I can pick up where I left off.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi's been quietly muttering under her breath... and now, suddenly, every time someone finishes a sentence, studio audio laughter occurs.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Agreed, out of Prestidigitation's range.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Damn. :V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Silent Image, at least, would be needed.

* Barbarus spritzes out an image on the sidewalk.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">It's a crude chalk drawing of Miron.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There we go. :3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;A dwarf?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;A hateful, racist, mean mean mean, dwarf.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, I see. Yeah, they're known for being pretty gruff.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Oie!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Although, I did know this incredible dwarf bard once...&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;He's also a chump.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Speaking of.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Bombing run!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Can't seem to stop giggling as it seems like the party is in the midst of some badly written sitcom.

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">The cat dashes around, and spriitzes everyone.

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">&gt;:O!!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">You all have CHUMP written on you in a different colour somewhere.

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">Puppy attack!

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">And he's off running into the distance.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha! So it's you!&quot;

* Edaric unslings his lute from his back and... countersongs the laughter! :3

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">Cackling.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Nuuuu~!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...where are you guys going next?&quot; Aaand with that...cut? :U

GM:<font color="#000000">Cut! Now, any more noms?

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Calrach for TROLLLING. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Liatai, for not taking the chance to possess Tathi and sic some ungodly elder god on the party. :&gt;

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Troll-halfling= trollling. ))

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Tom for 'I give up. D|' ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I AM SO MAD, BRAH.

GM:<font color="#000000">Calrach and Barbarus - 50 XP - They see me trollin', they hatin'...

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Elros for INFINITY. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Let's see, let's see..

TMG:<font color="#000000">Seconding Tom's ^^

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm... Sszeyl for Doodlegod. :U

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 50 XP - &quot;... I give up. D|&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">or would that be Doodle Devil? :U

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'm not gonna lie. I've been so borderline comatose I've nearly tipped over in my chair several times. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">D: * Dr. Hatari is trying to remember nomable events. Failing!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go sleep go sleep go sleep! D: Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Sleep, you!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">NU, I can stay 5 more minutes for noms. |3

* Ghostwish drags it out to 30, nomming E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 50 XP - Drawing the Impossible. You know that's going to show up on the Ashmore family fridge -- oh wait. &gt;.&gt;

GM:<font color="#000000">Elros - 100 XP - Master of Random Sense Checks.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">On the mantlepiece? :V

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Draw the impossible, sketch the unsketchable!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">&quot;Honey I'm-....what is that?&quot; &quot;Dear, that lovely alcoholic girl brought it by today.&quot; &quot;It's an abomination. Burn it.&quot; &quot;Try and someone's sleeping with the horses again.&quot; &quot;Damn you.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, ghost!

* Liatai tries to resist the urge... oh heck, never mind. &quot;ROW ROW, FIGHT THE POWER!&quot; :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Did you get that link I gave a while back? :o

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Yes, what's about it?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh. Just thought you'd like it. x3

* Dr. Hatari offers Liatai a skyward thumb behind impossible jagged neon shades. W3W

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Hmmmm~

GM:<font color="#000000">Tom and Gnogglebolt - 50 XP - &quot;Is she robbing the cradle? D: &quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">-50!!!! -50!!!! :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, what? o.O

* Dr. Hatari noms himself (:B) for &quot;NEXT *THWAP* TIME *THWAP* TELL US *THWAP* ABOUT *THWAP* BRAINFULS OF DRAGONS! &gt;:OOO&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The discussion about the relationship between the over-a-century-old elf and the 26-year-old half-elf. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">You already got that. xD

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">I'm surprised none of you jumped on my blatant plot hooking. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai; ohhhh. xD

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">They ask about the third voice.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I was too busy making plot hooks. :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Sszeyl starts talking about a person named First.

TMG:<font color="#000000">person?

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Who is apparently supposed to have absorbed Vargy. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thought that was Sszeyl' name for the afterlife. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">^ Ditto.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">No. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Assumed it was ambiguous monkdogma.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">^ Same. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Reincarnation means you die, and born as something else. :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">There is no true afterlife, just new life.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">tl;dr

* Faerie returns!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Wb.

* Dr. Hatari drops a brick house on Ghost.

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Ane as ever, with impeccable timing! :U

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">What am I, the wicked witch of the -*splat*

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">*And

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry Fae. XD

Faerie:<font color="#0099CC">Nah, it's fine.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Hmmmm~

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">We never did find out what Calrach was hiding~

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Or decide on our Inquisitor army.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">..Goodness init is going to take forever.. :P

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">We were side tracked by...

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">TROLL WAR.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Nope on both. Inquisitors don't have to be decided now, Commander said

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Why do you think I'm limiting the number of inquisitors. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">We've a few days to make our decision while we figure out our own problems.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Could we just do that over the break?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If it was up to the commander, he'd send Flint, Richter, Landon, Cadamon, AND Anise. :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">And next session on leaving day?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a castle. &gt;:|&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's dangerous to go alone. Here, take this with you.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Meany; um, the problem being the assasins. I'm pretty sure that's a full session. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#8B4500">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 20 + 10 = 30&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11&#160; <font color="#8B4500">&#187; Craft checks in advance for the days. :V

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'm still skeptical that we have any ability to presume to deal with Drow assassins.

Barbarus: <font color="#8b4500">(( Welp. :V ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">They could reasonably just choose to never be found. &gt;.&gt;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Alive.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We'll have to see. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Are...

TMG:<font color="#000000">that's why we were going to scry that bit of evidence left behind at the alchemist fire robbery

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Do we have Team Rocket assassins? :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">And go from there

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Anyway..I think that coat is done. =3=;;

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

* Dr. Hatari is now imagining that they're the worst assassins ever, and we just accidentally find some hiding behind the wrong side of some cover as we turn a street corner.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Assassins: &quot;&gt;.&gt;&quot; Party (Behind): &quot;&gt;:U&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Also.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...good lawdy. This is absurd.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">How exactly did Nathaniel force through crafting an item so fast?

TMG:<font color="#000000">I've been unable to maintain connection to the irc ALL DAY.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Meany; GM fiat.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The power of plot, my friend. -3-

TMG:<font color="#000000">He's a maaaaaagic NPC. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">By the sheer fact that Liatai finds the item crafting rules as assassinine as we dod. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">*do

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Also.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Yes, assassinine. THEY KILL CRAFTING. &gt;:O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He probably used Craft Points splat so that the next 5 sessions we're also *derailed* BRAINFUL OF DRAGONS quest. :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Who can guess.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">The contents of the mini session thursday? =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.. honestly this session went in a WAY different direction than I thought it would -3-;;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The wut.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">And Lia, I'm sorry, didn't mean for it to come out so fast. D: Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">No kidding. :P

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Suddenly, that bearded head pops out of Tom's armor again. &quot;OCH.&quot;

* GM whack-a-Dorf's.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">HALP D: Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">AH NO YA DUNT

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai; really? o.o

TMG:<font color="#000000">-just- Sszeyl's issue, or the whole thing?

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">OIE

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sszeyls issue -was- the whole thing. -3-

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Practically the whole thing. XD

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The scene we got to at, about, 9:30 at night.

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">:x

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Was the issue scheduled for first thing in the morning. :P

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">:x!

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;OKAY YOU LUMPS.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Sorry.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Meh. The schedule is not sacred.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Ye'r juist whacking me tae keep th' server gaun, aren't ye?

* Dr. Hatari drives in oncoming traffic lane. &quot;Take that, tradition.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">My intent was to get the meeting out of the way and then have some light fluffy sidequests. :B

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">You're sounding like IE sszeyl. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh YEAH!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Mercenary work. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You forgot about those? XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Getting funage for luggage. :U

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tom just suggested we go do them. x3

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Weel it ain't gonna wirk. Ye folks tae wrap it up afore ah boot th' hail lot o' ye!

Meany:<font color="#8B4500">Ta.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, all right. XD Give me two shakes to save the files.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Did we get final noms out?

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Ah will gie ye sic a shoogle.

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; yup

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">*stare*

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Weren't ye a woman!?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, campaign file saved. To ze IRC for some -- to bed with Ghost and Hatari! :O

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">OCH!

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