Session 81

''RAM has connected. ''

''Meany has connected. ''

''Ghostwish has connected. ''

''Dr. Hatari has connected. ''

Meany:Oh Ghost.

Ghostwish:Oh Meany.

Meany:Did Tech remember to send you and Lia the map for his new HQ?

Ghostwish:Nope.

Meany:We should beat that boy with a sailfish.

Ghostwish::3

Liatai:I couldn't find it. ^^; So I put the old HQ in the map list and assumed that the place isn't done quite yet because it's so complex.

Meany:But it's not on the map list! :V

Liatai:Sturdy construction of a complex that large takes time. More than a month or two.

Dr. Hatari:It's not on the player visible map list.

Liatai:Heh. If you want to preload, I can make them visible for a moment. :B

Meany:Oh, thankee. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">All of my trolling is on Thalinde. :3

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Liar. :P

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Is this what it feels like to be at one of 'those' cons? *BRICK'D*

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">wait.. oh crap, I forgot to save kor after his armor up. Could you find the upgraded on in the merchant city, Liatai? ^^

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Why do I not have ownership of tokens I just put down.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">=3=;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Lia, when you have a free moment, could you help with the rebellious tokens on Thalinde?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">They're where Rin is.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Two of them are X's.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">=3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I see seven X's.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And &quot;Anaqualia's&quot; token is taken. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I'll change the image then. :v

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I think another one may be taken, can't remember.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">One of the elves.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Araian and Eirik are X's.

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">wait.. oh crap, I forgot to save kor after his armor up. Could you find the upgraded on in the merchant city, Liatai? ^^

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*one

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

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Yo.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">it's a lynx!!!


 * Ghostwish throws a pokeball. :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll need to DC. I deleted Resca from this map set.


 * VAE throws an eyeball

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Reloading maptools (reinitiating download of map) revealed all but two of the tokens.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">x:

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Two are still red X's.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which two?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">x:

VAE:<font color="#000000">hey ghost, seen what happened to WoT?

VAE:<font color="#000000">new stuff!

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yeah!! THe soviet tree got rearranged. I got like.. 4 new tanks. O.o

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And someone whose name -- Araian

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Also? French premium arty is out.

VAE:<font color="#000000">especially since I got a bunch of free tanks with 100% XP crew

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">the ones in-between my 100%KV and my KV3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Same. Been working on getting them to elite status.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">kv-1, kv-2, kv-3, t150.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and KV-1 now has a decent gun

VAE:<font color="#000000">85mm

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Ladies.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">You're gushing.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">I got a free tier 10 out of it.

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

'' You have disconnected. ''

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

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

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

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

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">someone fill me in on what happened in-absentia?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ugh, and now I remember why I stopped playing Armored Core. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Remind me when exactly you left again

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'VAE:<font color="#000000">I left when we first met Rosario Cruz

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">because we didn't meet him again

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Well, Miron and Thomas are engaged- *death by bricks*

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Paz. Rosario Paz. :P

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'RAM:<font color="#990000">You get to the enemies that are somehow so impossibly fucking maneuverable that you can't even keep them on the fucking screen. =3=


 * VAE thought Miron and Gradia, but whatever

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aha! Araian loaded this time.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Has me Kor, Liatai? :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, Araian's token is taken. That token's used for an altar boy in the Castleton Temple of Pelor. Minor character. :B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">How is that, Dok/Lia?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Every goddamn time you try to turn to just -see- them they do some crazy recockulous boost shit and suddenly they're behind you. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Eirik's also loaded now.

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

Araian:<font color="#A14D7F">What of this one?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">the only thing as an aside .. WoT seems to be even slower on ,my poor old lappy

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That one's not taken. :3

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Yaaaaay. |3


 * VAE must see whether it can be helped by turning sound off ,or something

VAE:<font color="#000000">As an aside, you folks know my &quot;o&quot; key fell out for good?

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Oh noes!


 * VAE has learned to type just pressing the pad it was touching

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I know that feel.

VAE:<font color="#000000">though at times i still miss out the occassional o

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's been a week now


 * VAE 's lappy is truly a workhorse

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">After that, the group had a chat and some revelations, decided to try and take on all the rest of the seawolves with non-lethal force (we realized an innocent person could be transformed into an evil seawolf against their will, and it's an extremely easy curse to cure, and some of them were just random pressganged civilians). Short version, we did very well assaulting the rest of the island, completed all our objectives, and the pirate ring is now busted with lots of people saved -- Salishea was happy, coastal authorities are happy and have some new leads, etc etc. On that note, final loot share for Miron was 33.4k gold.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Since then we've begun traveling back towards Castleton by flying on Max's back.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anything relating to the mace?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, anything about Mr. Paz? I said Lia that miron would try to scry on him

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">The Castleton branch is moving to a bigger building.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">the spell isn't for jokes

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nothing especially significant. Thomas made a report in Resca, send Ashmore a sending saying we'll be back soon.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Jeez, I forgot D:

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">That is all.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Castleton branch is moving?

VAE:<font color="#000000">hee, When's the collaudation?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ashmore said pretty much exactly that during Sending reply, so thats as much as any of us know.


 * VAE supposes Miron won't miss it, and if he will ,he'll at least sedn a letter or something

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, what's with XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">During the Maxride back to Castleton, we've so far made two stops.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Definition for collaudation? ^^;


 * VAE dunno if he is eligible for XP since he was gone, and how much it was

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">One at his lair to rest, and one now at Thalinde to pick up some Aureate Palm paladins.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The stop was at Reed.

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, might be a misplaced term that don't mean the same

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. My bad. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The party is en route to Thalinde.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's.. when a new building is signed off into using

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Currently still at Reed. I just moved you from one generic patch of forest to another. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's no secret I just look at the maps to reference where we are, not memory. =w=

VAE:<font color="#000000">in slovak it's &quot;kolaudacia&quot; but might be that it somehow gained a new meaning

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's when it passes the official inspection, see

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We're currently still in Reed to pick up a paladin Gnogglebolt wants to introduce Pelan'Zyne to when we fly to Thalinde.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, lynx seems to have teh creeping cruds

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And that's where we left off.

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


 * Liatai offers tea.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Time to see what


 * VAE takes, purrs

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">s for lunch. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, Miron took a ride on Terridragon's back. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Any questions?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways, as I was asking. Any XP I should be sorting out?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, awesome

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Where are you now for EXP? What level is Miron?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There's plenty, but I have no idea how much in total between your absence and now.

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, the bit about scrying, though if you want to sort it out later, well, feel free to

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tom's XP is 43115.

VAE:<font color="#000000">When I left him, he was level 8

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi's is a little higher I think.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Everyone elses is lower.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well, you hae access to the sheet

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We are mostly level 9 then, aye.

VAE:<font color="#000000">i left the link to his online charsheet on his token

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bump him up to level 9 at 40,000.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">where is he ?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ahhh, crud. Meany, I need a Rin.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Check Thalinde.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He's one of the tokens Ghost trolled.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Why is there a fuckton of tokens i have never met?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Those are just tokens Meany dropped.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">None of us have met them.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and why has Miron a new token pic, a cat?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I assume they're people Barbarus has been working with we'll meet when we go to Castleton.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Because Ghostwish is a troll.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and why it is sthe same for Railock's bugger?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Because that's the token all of us had when the server started. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was the same for everyone when we logged in. :B

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">is that a new token for .. wosshis name

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">:3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, it's one of the sketches I did last night. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Boilin' water.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nah. It's a female alien. Liatai drew it for Ghost.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">AND DID SHE MENTION HOW AWESOME THE SKETCH IS?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm probably gonna ask her to color it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I still think I borked the legs. :|

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Seeing how awesome she is.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah well.


 * RAM would like colors for his sketchie too, if it's not too much trouble. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Do you have Miron's token image VAE? ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I do, it just took a while to find

RAM:<font color="#990000">Such awesome sketchies deserve color.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry, Rail. Do you have one for Gamal, too? ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can probably make one if you don't.

VAE:<font color="#000000">so, 40K you say?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">For EXP? Yes.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">For gold? Add 33,400 GP.

VAE:<font color="#000000">What an appropriate amount of exp for an inquisitor

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

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

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">I do..where are they?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well, taking 3 for HP, not rolling this time as got enough of a head

VAE:<font color="#000000">so adding 7

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Clearing on Thalinde map.

VAE:<font color="#000000">you know Hatari

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron is still ahead of tom

VAE:<font color="#000000">72 HP

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


 * VAE finds it lulzy

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I thought about upgrading Con with some of the loot.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But wisdom was more important for bonus spells.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, getting Fel Drain for a feat

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nothing wrong with several death-resistant characters, anyways. May look into preparing mass Shield of Faith.

VAE:<font color="#000000">wohoo, level 5 spells

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gamal's combat expertising AC is almost as high as Tom's and his HP is just as good. About the only thing still in Tom's favor for tankiness is the ability to recover his own HP adequately.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... you know...

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hm. Next 9k that Tom gets, I think I'll upgrade his wisdom amulet to +5.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Just for the bonus 5th level spell.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can't remember who he said it to. But didn't Tom make a reference to supporting a school or something when we get back to Castleton? :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay, game hasn't actually started yet, right? :o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No, you're fine, tech.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just been chatting, prolly on char Qs?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No char Q's. Talking shop.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have a sudden newfound respect for those who deal with squabbling children,&quot; he said, or something like that. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was on the Cygnet.


 * Liatai, repository of odd minor details of IC conversations. :B *brick'd!*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He did say that. He had been meaning to devote some money to worthy charities ever since he made those cookies for Sonya.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Since it was sort of stunning to him how far a single gold piece actually went on non-adventurer pricing.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">been making lunch. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That was before he returned to lolpoortown.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas has 10gp.

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He won't be donating anything to anyone this adventure.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Perhaps next time.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, turning ramen over. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, folks

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm still stunned at how quickly loot disappears when it's in Hatari's hands. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What can I say, a lifetime of tactical RPGs has trained me to be economical with equipment.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The way I see it, I'm using that money to serve the public good anyways. {:3

VAE:<font color="#000000">leel 5 spell, Righteous Wrath of the Faithful. Think it's worth it ? 30ft radius, adds one attack to full attack of allies, at highest attack bonus, also +3 morale bonus n attack and damage. Doesn't stack with Haste (but I presume it does with recitation)

VAE:<font color="#000000">it also *sounds* a lot like Miron

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's a good one. I have it noted for Tom. But if Miron takes it, I can easily just select other things to have him prepare.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In fact, Tom is strapped for 5th level spells. It would be good.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">back. :3


 * Dr. Hatari wants Tom to prepare quickened divine favor and meteoric strike before other things.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I think i'm dealing with this one ATM, and then roll for another spell later, just so not to waste everyone's time

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I do have Haste, but only once a day. So it'd be a nice backup. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hm. Depends. I have it noted as morale boni to hit with righteous wrath.

VAE:<font color="#000000">because, it takes a lot of thinking, and it 's distracting as fuck

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I dunno what type recitation is.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If it's luck, it stacks.

Railock:<font color="#000000">gamal has...331 gold left...I'm not a big potion fan for being n melee is all

VAE:<font color="#000000">leme ssee

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, gettin' ramen. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Teach me, senseis, I've barely touched NPC gold. XD *brick'd*

VAE:<font color="#000000">that one's luck

VAE:<font color="#000000">so it stack

VAE:<font color="#000000">and so i'm fucking getting it

VAE:<font color="#000000">Don't ask me

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Haste would still somewhat decently stack. Not the extra attack, granted, but the +AC, +hit, +reflex, and most importantly +movement would still stack.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I hate the idea of spending money IRL, even

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm still at 29k, because I'm waiting until the new gun is finished so I can enchant the fuck outta it.

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto! So! Who's here? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Present and rarin' to go!

GM:<font color="#000000">Character questions, or jumping straight into it?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">And again, I'll be wanting to leave ASAP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">An easy and very frequently overlooked goldsink for NPCs, I find, is the basics.

TMG:<font color="#000000">JUmp straight int! Straight in!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Primary stats. Con. AC.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It doesn't help that if I poll the muses on what they would want to spend gold on, Ed's response is always giving it away. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Edaric! Get yourself some good equipment, darn you! XP

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Character questions!

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I woulldn't mind char questions. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ed, you'll destroy your hometown's economy if you do that. D:

VAE:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15+3 = 19 + 15 + 3 = 37&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Rolling spellcraft for level 5 spell

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Buys me time to touch up these npcs. :b

RAM:<font color="#990000">Also, Techy, if we get the chance, I wanna get on crafting Shankfang's new gun. It should go really quick, as the cost is only 800 GP.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And I succeeded

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Oh. Yeah. Good point. &gt;.&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">So, Righteous Wrath of the Faithful is in

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... Spread it out among multiple towns! :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">And VAE will have to write a new prayer for it some time

TMG:<font color="#000000">Please jump straight in, I really can only stay for a few hours... :(


 * Thomas Lazarus does thumbs-up. =w=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ed, this is why you're friends with Aelian. XD

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So someone has common sense. XD

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Know exactly how many?

VAE:<font color="#000000">and because I haen't bothered picking the second spell yet, he's got it prepared twice

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm good to jump right in.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Where's Meany?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh, NPC touchup mode.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Dr. Hatari: Bummer. Dr. Hatari: Know exactly how many?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm not that concerned with Tom's level 9 HP being 1 point behind other party members.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I rolled Tomi's level 9 hp. &gt;:P

TMG:<font color="#000000">No, I don't My being here at -all- is conditional on a last-ditch compromise I made with the mom. &quot;Okay, so the part about today's session that I -really- need to be around for is going to happen at the beginning. As soon as that's over, I'll hop on my bike and join you guys at the old house.&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">H'okay! So. Last time on Akellon...

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, the earlier I go, the less irritated the family will be. If I go too late, I may catch flak later.

GM:<font color="#000000">Dragon flight! Woo~

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In that case, sure, I'm ready.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So must get through Thalinde.

GM:<font color="#000000">The -- my mom's laughing at a book hysterically, it's hard to think. XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">what book?


 * RAM is going to kidnap Gnogglebolt when Techy is gone and make him craft Rose. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Something about a city person inheriting a farm. I couldn't decipher the title through the laughter.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Concentration check failed!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways, spell list updated

VAE:<font color="#000000">Now i can level drain! Woo

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">hm ,anyone mind to give GM time to regain composure, and me to heed nature's call?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Divine retribution, Hatari. Divine retribution

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Please go ahead. XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">it fits SO well with the theme I use for Sound Burst

Liatai:<font color="#000000">She's reading aloud from it and laughing.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( Curious.. is that the spell that requires the target to have wronged your god's sensibilities in some way or am I thinking of something else? ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Righteous wrath?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think that's something like Smite Heretic.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If there's a spell called divine retribution, I've never heard of it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Although half the bloody paladin/cleric spells sound like that. So who knows?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't recall. There's an SC spell that has something to do with harming heretics.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I have deific vengeance prepared twice. That's pretty much just a synonym. =w=;

GM:<font color="#000000">H'okay. Where were we.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Buttsecks.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OH GOD THE BRICKS-

GM:<font color="#000000">Ah yes. Dragon flight. The party gathered together after bringing in the pirates, taking in the sights and sounds of Resca and spending massive amounts of money.

GM:<font color="#000000">A stormy day delayed travel briefly, but now, the party is flying on a dragon back toward Castleton! Well, two dragons if you count Terri, though she can only carry Small folk.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And Miron rode with dragon-Terri for some of the trip. I dunno if Lia mentioned that. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Pardon me for prying, DM, but when is the next time Tathi might be able to contact her father? :3

GM:<font color="#000000">After a night in Max's lair in the Hills of Gilforen, the motley crew continued their journey east, stopping at Reed to pick up a paladin or two... OH. And how could I forget. Tom asked about draconic foliage.

GM:<font color="#000000">:B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">PERVERT.

GM:<font color="#000000">Pick your time, Tathi. :3 And Tom, your sister's there by now, so should your player want to include her, by all means. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I was drunk and I learned things. I call that a double win. *immolate'd*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Ooooooo!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">What's our next stop after Thalinde again?


 * Dr. Hatari is prepared.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, where I had left off, I was at the gate of Reed with the two paladins, about to take them to where the dragon had landed...

RAM:<font color="#990000">Pizza's here!

GM:<font color="#000000">The crowd of merchants around Max hoping to do business with a dragon and a group of rich adventurers is thinning.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, picking up there....

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Rich adventurers being relative.

GM:<font color="#000000">The next stop after Thalinde is Willow Lake, or at least near Willow Lake.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, anyway....oh, yeah. Before you meet my adventuring companions, I should also let you know beyond the eccentricity...&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari has a huggin' cat huggin' ankles.

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Let's plan for another scrying in Willow Lake. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not all of them....exactly approve of me trying to be friends with the person I told you about, whom I'm taking you to meet. One of my companions...was severely wronged in the past, and won't let it go.&quot;


 * VAE back

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hatari ,what I was referring to was sound burst modified by Fell Drain

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You didn't strike me as a merchant baron, Max.&quot; Tathi says, smiling.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">While idling about waiting on the return of Gnogglebolt, &quot;You've been exceptionally quiet for a while, brother.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;None of them will be with us when we go to meet the person, so, just leave this whole thing as an unsaid detail...the conversations could go nasty places if they get fired up. They know I'm brining you, of course, and they know -why-, but...no need to chat idly about it, know what I'm saying?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Meditating on matters, or not feeling well?&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it keeps the people back home fed, warm, and dry, I don't have a problem with being called that.&quot; |3

VAE:<font color="#000000">The thing is, if you recall ,that my effect for the spell is essentially the sound being the voice of Cudgel that Never Forgets - a cuthbertine artifact

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And leaves you free to work glass, right?&quot; Tathi says, smirking.

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;A fringe benefit, yes.&quot; :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I guess it's just needing a bit of rest. A lot's been happening these days... &quot;

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

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's nothing quite like taking sand and scraps that most would consider worthless and turning them into treasure.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's no small relief for me that we'll be back at Castleton soon.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian glances over at Thomas. &quot;Think we should go pay a visit to the local healer?&quot; He asks, and then adds in a much lower tone, &quot;And avoid any of the local nobility?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I heard that.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Er, Ghost.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're still in Reed, not Thalinde. :P

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;AND YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL, DEAR.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OH. Sorry.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Smooth.&quot; :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Change that to &quot;THink we should have a look around&quot; then.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pish posh. I'm perfectly capable of looking after you all myself.&quot; |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm lookink forvard to arrivink in Kestleton. Hy've never been before.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll have to see, but duly noted.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Har har, Ed. I'll have you write my love letters then.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Good. His penmanship is much better than yours.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">RIGHT IN THE PENMANSHIP.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">O GAWD MAH EGO

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you.&quot; Gnogglebolt strides forward then, leading the two paladins to the outside of the town, to the thinning crowd around Max.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang sees the approaching trio and wave wave waves!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ho, friends.&quot; Gnogglebolt says shortly as he approaches, as if he doesn't know two people are following right behind him.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;First thing I'll do is.. ... ..well, report to Ashmore as ordered.&quot; =w=; &quot;But after that..&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus waves to the returning gnome.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Welcome back, Gnogglebolt. New friends or new victims?&quot; She asks coyly. :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What, you want me to be your Sirano of Greyspire? No thank you, I've heard of that play, he dies at the end.&quot; XP

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I think that's as touched up as I can make them right now. =3=

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">=3=

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;But that act could seal your career!!&quot; Aelian says jokingly.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After that, we'll have to meet with the rest, and drink a few on the new building our branch's getting.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Indeed.&quot; Thomas adopts a slightly less casual stance and salutes the approaching paladins properly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Play nice, Tathi.&quot; Gnogglebolt merely responds. He walks over to where Max is. &quot;Alright, got them both. You sure carrying them will be alright?&quot; He double-checks.

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">Two knights, one human and one halfling, approach the dragon and riders with a respectful salute in return.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Hey.&quot; =3=

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmm... maybe... but for one small detail.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl, why are you talking in pink now? *brick'd*

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Mauve.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron salutes the paladins as well. After all ,they are tugging at one rope, if at slightly different directions.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">What the hell is Snarky?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then glances to the still-disguised Sszeyl, then back to the two paladins, then looks away. He wished there wasn't any deception around the paladins, but there was no tactful way to have Sszeyl show himself...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Apparently in Mazio, they domesticate their own breed of sparker lizards. Gnogglebolt bought one in Resca.

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not just anyone gets to ride on the Dragon Express, and despite the prestige of your order, good sirs, I'm afraid that I cannot allow anyone aboard who's a stranger. I'm Maxissoren. You?&quot; :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">*sigh* If this was the first game with it, Miron would probably go WTF

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yep. Mazian Sparkers are to Shocker Lizards as dogs are to wolves.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Just wait until they use detect evil. This little motherfucker will light up like a solar flare. *BRICK'D*

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Tactful?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">You seem to forget that I just plain don't see humans as any kind of threat. :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Besides, there's still a crowd about. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ehn, he's harmless enough. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman; oh yes, please do so now! xD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Unless you're a lute.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I've been dying to have someone ask about him. 0:3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Harmless? He killed Terri's hoard guardians!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Dragon Express?&quot; Tathi repeats with a laugh. &quot;Oh gods, Max, if you were to actually go into business like that, my word the rates you could charge!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Thing is, the've been travellign along for some time now

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That was Kor, not Snarky. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Everyone else just went 'meh'

VAE:<font color="#000000">It'd... ah well, I suppose he hasn't noticed

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, that's who you're talking about.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman; alternate idea.


 * Locke Varten allows himself a small smile, bowing. Clitter-clank. &quot;Locke Varten, Knight of the Third Circle. This is Gilas Lightfingers, Knight of the Fifth Circle. It's an honor.&quot; Though the sharp-eyed might notice that there's a faint golden flicker around the paladin's eyes as he looks over the group.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Miron -has- noticed, and it's been bugging him, but he was just holding it in...

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Tech.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">We roll with dragons.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and now he finally just goes &quot;Okay. What's the deal?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">We fight pirates.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">We see natural wonders.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Meany; I -know-. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was just about to ask if our esteemed colleages were familiar with Maxissoren. It seems much of the town is.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And you are surprised by us being disenchanted.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">=33=

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's why I wasn't badgering anyone else. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is familiar with Mazian Sparkers, so of course he wouldn't have much of a reaction.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No I was not surprised at all. :B

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pleasure to meet you. Now we're acquaintences.&quot; |3 &quot;Guardians, would you mind showing our good knightly friends how to climb up?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">SHIT THEY'RE ON TO ME-

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... :41 lagcheck?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Half-Orc hug incoming!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You detect strong evil on the rat. *brick'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">*bows* Inquisitor Miron Steelsprocket, at your service.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:41

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:42

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Step all over his wings. He loves that.&quot; Tathi says, kiddingly.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lagcheck :41

TMG:<font color="#000000">er, 42. :B

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Leaden Mace?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:42 at :42, yay. :3

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian sighes, shaking his head. &quot;Just climb up his shoulder, and mind the scales.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 8 + 7 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sense motive, for the hell of it

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just scoffs and turns away.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Leaden Mace indeed.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Who's he sensing on?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HUG'D!

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

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

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">... did you just hug a random paladin?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not many other groups in Castleton use such a title after all.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Snarky is just sparking away into Gnogglebolt's ear, yet Gnogglebolt doesn't even seem to notice. He doesn't even twitch.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom nods. &quot;Inquisitor Thomas Lazarus. Pleased to have you join us.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">The one who was looking oddly

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt stiffens as he hears the unmistakable sound of a half-orc hug.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh dear...&quot; Gnogglebolt turns around.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yes, yes I did.

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">Spellcraft would do better. Clank!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Like I said. Eccentric.&quot; Gnogglebolt quickly says apologetically. ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tathi Eyllisaearsithek, wood elf evoker, diviner, and loremaster. Also, local prankster.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, some of your friends sure are... enthusiastic.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Aelian Cyadarith, ranger.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 11 + 18 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spellcraft - you asked for it

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">The halfling is laughing.

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

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">Just a touch of Detect Evil on the group.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom gives Shankfang a frank smirk before looking back to Locke. &quot;Adventuring company, if you were wondering. Our journey back home should prove safe and sound.&quot;

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

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">I am -so- much more than just a touch.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Your turn, laughing halfling!

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Pleasure to meet you.&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HUG'D!

Railock:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal-Junayd, of the Vorel-Svent. Its such an honor to travel like this isnt it?&quot;

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">Ack! *dip dodge!*

Miron:<font color="#000000">*watches the electric frog come near him*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal-Junayd, of the Vorel-Svent. Its such an honor to travel like this isnt it?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh no you don't!

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

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Snarky abandons Gnogglebolt's shoulder and hops down to the ground, weaving through everyone's legs.

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I see what you mean now.&quot; x3

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;How did two inquisitors end up travelling in such company?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a very long story.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, watch your frog.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Unusual circumstance, mostly.&quot;


 * Elros remains, as usual, silent.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's really that this group has pulled a few thorns our of our collective backside.&quot;


 * Gilas Lightfingers is leading Shankfang on a merry game of tag, apparently.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You can't escape my Half-Orc hugs! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 13 + 11 = 24&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Grapple hug check!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They apprehended a necromancer in caves near castleton... and both the Mace and the Palm got involved.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">...Frog? Frog? The little lizard looks up to Miron. The spire-like ears and tail wiggle, and then...little static shock on the mace your hand is resting on!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Since then, they were mostly working with us, under command of Commander Ashmore. Myself and brother Thomas serve as group liaisons.&quot;

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">... yeah, no way he's beating that. :B &quot;Aw!&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">After-electricity arcs between the lizard's three spires as it hops away.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Augh fuck!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Miron has eternal -20 diplomacy to anyone's pets/vehicles/familairs.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HUG'D! :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron! Lang--oh dear, not again. Snarky, heel!&quot; Handle Animal: &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;


 * Thomas Lazarus simply shrugs.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron rubs his hand on his robes for a while. &quot;Your bloody frog, that's what's the trouble here.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">The lizard hops back up Gnogglebolt's side to perch on his shoulder again.


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles at 'frog'.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The Halfling is carried back to the group, before he is finally released.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....It's not a frog...doesn't even -look- like a frog, not at all...&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Bzzt.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seriously...I can understand a cat. I can even get behind a guard dog. But what the fuck leads anyone to get.. this.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well. I suppose this has been actually a fairly apt introduction.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;it IS green. And is it going to go around shocking us all?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Will you gentlemen be accompanying us to Thalinde then?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Pet pet pet for Snarky. :3

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;We will. Granted, this is an unexpected mode of transport.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt draws himself up proudly in front of Miron. &quot;He's a Mazian sparker. A wonderfully useful little critter.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wonder what's next. Pet lemures?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Back home, they're common pets.&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why would anybody keep pet fiend goo?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You just have to be nice to him. Seriously, Kor would bite you seriously if you mis-treated him.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;We could get a camel?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the nine hells, lemures are common pets too.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Or if you had cheese on your fingers.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Talfeera hes a ferret.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They were domesticated centuries ago by carefully breeding colonies of shocker lizards.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Or is it a weasel? I don't remember.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And aren't lemurs little forest animal--oh, 'leem-yure'?&quot;

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">&quot; I think I like this group already. They're interesting. &quot; |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">('twas a ferret, yep )


 * Thomas Lazarus just rolls his eyes at the lulzery. &quot;Well. Can't argue with you there. But it's a good experience.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Domestication which shows itself by the wretch sneaking like a thief through a cabbage field, and shocking people.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu're de vun vo insulted him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;... He's young, he's just being playful... &quot; Gnogglebolt protectively puts a hand over Snarky.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose it's worth asking; did you have plans for a return trip?&quot; He looks to Max. &quot;Or are we planning to double back for our paladin guests?&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, and the lizard did wiggle happily when he was scritched by Shankfang.

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

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

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

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll be fine for the return trip. I'll just summon Sirelin, and we'll be off in no time.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right right right.&quot; Gnogglebolt turns back to the paladins.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Playful. Just like Tathi's bloody dogs.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Speaking of who, guess who has armor now? &gt;:)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can cover any costs for renting a horse or a caravan for your return trip--oh yeah. That holy knight thing.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat vas de kommund again, Taddi? Gnome?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Whom.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Speaking of whom. =3=

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">*dog'd*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yup. Be careful though, she's a lot heavier now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas softly explains to Gnogglebolt, &quot;Lemures are one of the lowest forms of Devil. They are the souls of wicked men, spurned by the gods, who transform into sludge-like beasts in Hell. We fought many of them before, in the battle with Ocahilon.&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Pfffft. i before e except after c. Spell science. :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, those things.&quot; Gnogglebolt nods to Thomas.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Every rule has exceptions.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Except for Chuck Norris.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">And the english language is the exception to languages.

RAM:<font color="#990000">And some maffs.

Railock:<font color="#000000">chuck norris just fails

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It's retarded. I don't bother trying to adhere to its rule set.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I before E except after C. Except like half the fucking time.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone got everything they needed, everyone's business taken care of?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Chuck Norris has an exception.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Bruce Lee.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hmm, good point.


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As much as it could be.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Let's go!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lets be off&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus pats Max once before climbing back aboard. &quot; Please excuse me.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;All aboard! And thank you so much again, Max.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Max, prepare to be boarded!

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

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot; Whatever for, Thomas? &quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry. Thought I could go without lunch until after Thalinde. Tummy said &quot;lolnope *rumble*.&quot; :B

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">as an aside

VAE:<font color="#000000">Am I doing Miron right? I... always am sort of nervous about this when I'm missing for a longer time

TMG:<font color="#000000">He's fine.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Like.. does he behave mostly as usual?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh,&quot; He settles into place. &quot;I.. just feel like I should say that. I mean.. ... .. you know.&quot; ^^;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sure, it's all good so far. Chillax.

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you happen to ask if our paladin friends are subject to seasickness?&quot; |3

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;No? Ah well. Here we go!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat iz an eksellent qvestion...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why would sea sicknes matter? We aren't going by boat are we?&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">The dragon turns around, aiming for a clear spot on the outskirts, runs, and leaps into the air. &quot;We'll be stopping in the woods on the way before we reach Thalinde. It's a bit far of a journey to make in one night from Gilforen.&quot; The undulating flight of a gold dragon should answer Gamal's question adequately. &quot;We'll reach Thalinde tomorrow, before noon if we rise early enough.&quot;

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">Luckily, neither of the paladins seems to be getting airsick. This one is laughing happily, and the other one seems rather awestruck.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Okay, would prefer to scry in Thalinde instead. Thought we were there already. :3

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

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">Unless anyone has mid-flight RP, shall we touch down for the evening?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">In that case.. if the scrying wasn't handled back on ship, I imagine miron would have taken the candelier that belonged to Paz, and would try scrying on him at earliest opprortunity now

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, Thomas would have informed Miron of the scrying, I'm sure. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">of what scrying

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hatari could probably cliffnotes that now...

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">The two dragons land a few miles away from the river proper, needing to angle and search a little to find an adequate clearing. A cloud of leaves and debris is kicked up as they land.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thomas and Tathi scried on her father in Yoriver to get the real lowdown on the situation

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Heck, Miron could probably scry now if he wanted to. :3

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


 * Dr. Hatari was distracted.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and I've got nothing to RP at the moment...


 * Ghostwish shuts off Hatari's fist punch porn.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can fiat a pool of water about.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Must get to Thalinde. &gt;:B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">One detail I forgot to mention that would be very relevant to Miron regarding the pirates;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Okay, mention

RAM:<font color="#990000">Will we have time in Thalinde for me to kidnap Gnogglebolt for crafting?

VAE:<font color="#000000">but i'm maintaining that tracking down Paz is one of the priorities for Miron

TMG:<font color="#000000">.....who's Paz?

VAE:<font color="#000000">and that he'd definitely take that altar stuff off ship

VAE:<font color="#000000">The Vecnan

TMG:<font color="#000000">OH the vecnan dude

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">the glorious fuckup bakc then

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Almost all of the crew, and all the officers, were apprehended. Some escaped. Although Salishea and her immediate allies are actually perfectly aware of the fact and letting them go under surveilance. To see where they go, and get the jump on additional slaving/pirate rings.


 * Maxissoren stretches out in the clearing, making a semicircle with his neck and tail. &quot;If you get cold during the night, you can lean on me if you like. Or if it starts raining. Word is my wings make a pretty good tent.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The coastal naval forces are aware of this. We never determined were the Vecnan went, however.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's true.&quot; :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron is still incredibly pissed at how he managed to go loops around his head because the resto f the party were idiots

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yeah, We basicially managed a 100% route on the Sahuagin Queen and it's immediate support.

TMG:<font color="#000000">The only loose end is, well...the vecnan. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">He never showed up again.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh I am so going to sleep on your muzzle.&quot; :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's why it's important

VAE:<font color="#000000">An enemy you know little about is the worst one

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Watch out for sparks.&quot; :P

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Bzzzt?

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;And teeth.&quot; :P

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can I light the campfire can I can I can I?&quot; :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt makes his tent and bedroll nearby.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Also, Thomas and Tathi scried on Raerarael in Yoriver. Thomas would have atleast informed Miron of what he saw; that Yoriver is not in a state of war -- things actually look normal and peaceful, and the elf was openly walking the streets and behaving himself. So things are atleast not as bad as they might have feared.

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kan she kan she kan she?&quot; :D

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Let Thomas inform him later

VAE:<font color="#000000">because no way Miron wouldn't react to this

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you like!&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Thomas? I plan to do another scrying, if you'd like to attend? I suspect your sister is there by now.&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yaaaaaaay!&quot; :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">as in, it wouldn't leave him very calm

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">oh, gamal did get the name the vecnan was using with the pirates as well out of aleksander

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">...And that right there is the perfect reminder is we say thomas went derp. :B


 * Lumisteria breathes a cone of flame! &#171; &#160;2d10 = 17&#160;  &#187;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: what was that name again? heh. just remmeber aleksander saying it

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I figured. :B But it really was basically disarmingly 'better than expected'.

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">.... We have charcoal, ladies and gentlemen. &gt;:

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

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&gt;:\

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Is apparently a very big cone of flame.

TMG:<font color="#000000">..she rolled almost max damage and only got charcoal?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi hides a giggle behind her hand at Terri's antics.

You whisper to Railock: Which name?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Yeah. But well, miron will be equal parts relieved and pissed off

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt follows suit.

RAM:<font color="#990000">She burned the wood down to nothing.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: the one the vecnan used witht he pirates

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Right. xD

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

You whisper to Railock: Rosario Paz.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I almost dread this if she is.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I should speak with her.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Danman, perfect time to have Miron go 'wait, what scrying'?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, kan Hy kome! Hy vanna say hi!&quot; :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's an.. interesting way to obtain charcoal.&quot;

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

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

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can do it better!&quot; &gt;:d

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;And why do you dread it? Your sister can't be any worse than my dad, is she?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus smiles weakly for a moment. &quot;...&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2d10 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; FWOOSH on some new wood and the old charcoal!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait .. *another* scrying?&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">MORE CHARCOAL.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Okay, Tathi is straight up laughing now.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That aside, I never quite followed up on my original sending. You know. Explaining things.&quot;

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


 * Lumisteria huffs in frustration.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Last time I heard of this, you were still swooning about how you'll get a scroll to do the first one..&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;RAAR!&quot; FWOOSH! &#171; &#160;2d10 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">Crackle crackle.

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">:3 !


 * Thomas Lazarus looks back to Miron. &quot;Indeed. I thought I mentioned it..?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We communicated with Tathi's father.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi cheers and claps!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hug'd!

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And brother, once again it is proven that under the lampstand, darkness is thickest.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles weakly. &quot;You lost me with that one.&quot;


 * Tharky is already nestled in against Max's elbow, writing in his ever-present book. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well..my duty is to know and anticipate.. .and yet you keep me like drow do mushrooms&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I apologize. It must have slipped my mind.. I thought I had taken care of it.&quot; &gt;:9 &quot;Oh well. I'm not trying to hide anything.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Strum strum... &#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 3 + 17 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm...thought of a little roleplay antic if we're gonna be waiting through this new scrying... ;3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The scrying succeeded and we spoke on a few matters. Mostly personal father-daughter stuff. Yoriver looked better than I had feared. People were walking the streets, atleast, going about their daily lives. I suspect there is still war in the shadows, however.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... man, I'm playing awfully tonight.&quot; :/

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose you know nothing of their Mace branch... but at least... argh, fuck.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Once more, the little lizard goes hopping away from Gnogglebolt, bobbing through the camp on its two legs. It stops in front of the lounging Tharky with his notebook and quill.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh pish posh. You're never satisfied with your preformances, even when you bring in gold as tips.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Here, let me help.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy tink it vasn' bad.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl pokes some of the nerves in Ed's shoulders. =3=

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm? Well hi there, little sparky.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.. Raerarael did mention that they're the grittiest Mace branch around.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But no.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eep!&quot; Jolt!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I know nothing of the town. Didn't know it existed a few months ago.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Snarky just watches Tharky for a little bit. He sits down and nestles in the grass.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't do that, that tickles!&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">Scritch scritch write write. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm not surprised given what they have to deal with.. I...string him up like catgut in a violin. See brother.&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">Little lizard knows where it's at. Right in the heat radius of the fire-dragon. |3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi has already gotten her mirror out.. and propped it right behind Max's head. :3

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Writin' about me, I hope! Creep creep a little closer, all innocent-like...


 * Thomas Lazarus just looks a little confused. &quot;..?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang moves over to Tathi, watching her prepare her scrying.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Try now.&quot; =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt likewise observes curiously the spectacle Tathi is setting up.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">Write write -- pause. &quot;You're not going to spark me if I try to scratch your ears, will you?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That spiderfucker. Listening to him, one'd have thought the town.. that it's like... &quot;


 * Tharky holds out a hand for inspection. :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well. Who knows. We only talked for a few minutes and saw one street during broad daylight.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Nudge nudge nuzzle. No spark. Shift-wiggle a little closer...

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">Don't mind us. We'll be here.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll have to defer to what the Commander has learned for a broader picture.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">Observing.

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

Tharky:<font color="#000000">Scritch scritch?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He has information from.. trustworthy people.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And perhaps we may learn something else right now.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ones I'd been working with.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Nudge wiggle, and then suddenly--not a shock! Instead...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances over at their guests. &quot;You can watch, if you like. Apparently my father, a sorcerer of no little power, has apparently been waging a secret war with a corrupt nobility that has been consorting with demons.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Mm.&quot; Thomas remains neutral. ^^;

Snarky:''<font color="#000000">mouth-snatch your quill and hopping away! ''

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Hey!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, but you should have told me sooner.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Ah well.&quot;


 * Tharky gets out another quill. |3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Thomas' sister has apparently joined forces with him. I'm about to try checking in on him now.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ven do ve get to go help?&quot; :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was thinking... if the people are out and all.. perhaps it isn't *that* bad.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">SNarky stops a few feet away from Tharky and turns. He sits protecitly on the quill and wiggles, electricity arcing across his spire-ears and tail.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Apologies. I thought I did, but must have gotten lost in the whole excitement of our journey.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not like after the war.&quot;

Snarky:''<font color="#000000">k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-clik... ''

Miron:<font color="#000000">*sigh* &quot;Happens.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Those were my thoughts also.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Here's hoping.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hehe, look at you! You're like a little pseudodragon.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ready, Thomas?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods to Tathi.


 * Gamal-Junayd sets about making dinner for the group, lets see how well he manages this time. (Profession(Cook) Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 2 + 12 = 14&#160;  &#187;) and Shanks vegetarian option (Profession(Cook) Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 2 + 12 = 14&#160;  &#187;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least it's a note about the drow. They lie in more ways than you'd expect.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're doing all the hard parts, anyways.&quot; He smiles weakly.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi begins to complete the spell, and colors start to swirl across the mirror, which glows softly.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">just about both as equally bland

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Ready when you are, DM. :3

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: To give you a heads-up, this is going to be shortly after a battle with some devils.

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: Tomi will have been involved. A short dungeon crawl in some catacombs beneath the city. :3

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Snarky just stays nestled in the grass, hunching over the quill, indeed within the heat-radius of the great dagon. Ahh, this is the life...

Thomas Lazarus whispers: That's fine. Very fine, in fact. For your reference, Akellon!Tomi is so outrageously strong that she would fit in with the Cold War party. And do well. At level 9. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rubs his chin and silently watches what's about to happen.


 * Maxissoren tries not to move too much. |3

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian looks like he's trying to hide.


 * Gamal-Junayd goes around, passing out the dinner

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Thank you very much, Gamal.&quot; Gnogglebolt says as he gets passed his dinner.

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">For narrative's sake, what exactly did Gamal cook?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, if it makes you feel any better, he didn't believe us when we said 'that drow' was friendly. Eheh.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Fried trail rations? *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;&quot;Just doing what I can to help, since theres no danger, might as well practice my culinary skills. though I dont think this is my best ever&quot; I...have no clue what supplies we have heh

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Trail rations on a stick.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't believe it either, frankly.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">LATHER'D IN BBQ SAUCE

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I know.&quot; He idles near the scrying mirror with folded arms.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The man is a dangerous lunatic, with uncanny powers of persuasion, among others.Even though i thought I was careful , he fooled me about the extent of the situation. Think of what such a man can fill the minds of those unsuspecting with...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">So if all we e tases trail rations, guess he tried to make those taste..edible?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Lemme see if I can't fix that..

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">The mirror's surface clears, displaying a dark, slightly charred passageway of brick. The elf is inspecting the body of what looks like a humanoid wrapped almost entirely in chains. There's another figure behind him, with one bloodied gauntlet smoldering.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 8 + 14 = 22&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; survival!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Is Miron looking along?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">How's about some rabbit stew? :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Btw, Liatai. You said 650 for fish delivery?

VAE:<font color="#000000">As in, does he see what's in there?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose perspective means a world of difference. ... Oh well. He still has a real warrant out for his arrest regardless of what either of us think. Let's not agonize the issue too much this evening.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">sounds better

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean, are they being public about the scrying?

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Liatai:<font color="#000000">And yep.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Allright, give me just a moment to set up communications..&quot; Tathi says, and starts carefully weaving the message spell into the scrying.. should I roll or can we just assume? :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom suddenly looks very intently at the scrying.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kythons, eh? Hunting seems to have gone well.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I think everyone present is seeing the scrying. It's mounted on Max's head.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll, please. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 61&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You're good, I think. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;More devils.. and not weak ones, either..&quot; he murmurs before noticing.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Now who do you link together?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Ah. She did make it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Grab your boyfriend in the link!

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is your sister?&quot; O.o

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi and Raerarael. &quot;HI DAD!&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">CRACK!

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Annnnd that's how Tathi proxy beheaded a kyton. XP

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">There is a remarkably unfriendly looking woman sitting atop the corpse of a Kyton, smoking a pipe. The skin tone, stature, and white hair mark a striking resemblance to the other Lazaruses you've met.

VAE:<font color="#000000">theme to play: Less than Three

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">....Less Than Three? Really? Oh lawds. xD

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seriously, an akellon parody of that song.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">A bolt of lightning is shot off into the darkness.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi starts giggling.

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't wait to get home from the dungeon to scry on my boyfriend!&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot; That bolt could have killed me..&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is.. is that your sister, thomas?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;..... That man has the shortest hair-trigger I've ever seen...&quot;

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;......&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sorry, couldn't resist. You're still as jumpy as ever, aren't you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;... though given his current situatio, understandable.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">GHOST!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">WHo did you link in your Whisper spell?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes. She's a professional monster slayer. A lot stronger and more experienced than me, actually.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi and Raerarael! Everyone can talk.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, tinu, you couldn't have picked another time, could you?&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi hears it, they hear it. Raerarael hears it, we hear it.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Greetings.&quot; Miron's tone is rather dry and serious.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...That...just means only Tathi and Raerael can talk, no one else can hear what they are saying...well, not what Rarael is saying. And Rarerael can't hear any of us.


 * Tomiko Lazarus stares at the elf near her in complete bewilderment. &quot;...&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Stop using your rules to ruin out fun, Tech.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh. My daughter. She's just picked up how to scry!&quot; He sounds proud.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Whatever Tathi hears, they hear.


 * TMG bobbles. You have to specify who is part of the Whisper link! It's how the spell works!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Whaveter Rae hears, we hear.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Interesting sister you have there thomas. And she's even more skilled then you? You seemed quite skilled back against the pirates&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Unless Lia handwaves it, and she didn't handwave the failure chance...

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh.&quot; She remarks dryly.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Pity she doesn't work with the Mace.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We can assume multiple castings were used.


 * Tomiko Lazarus glances at the scrying sensor and opens a palm up in greeting.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alright, alright. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang waves excitedly from over Tathi's shoulder. :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hah-haaa aaa yeaahhh... &quot; &gt;.&gt;;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...can he even see us?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Atar, is that.. a fiend you've got there?&quot; Tathi says, peering at the corpse.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 19 + 8 = 27&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge planes!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And the dad and sister are bombarded with a menagerie of unfamiliar voices. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a kython, tathi. Remember Veinfrost mentioning them?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You lot are louder than a fucking kython orgy.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, that's what a 'kyton' is?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that priest with you, Tathi? His sister's been a help already! Much easier blasting hellspawn when they're not trying to eat your ears off!&quot; ^^

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sadly, no, unless he scries on us, he cannot see us.&quot;\

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There you see, why - they got chains all around.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Less prattle.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;He is! Thomas, speak up!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Planes on kythons, for the hell of it. This inquisitor is now trained.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">First off, it's kyton, not kython -- *BRICK'D*

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;More dialogue with family and friends and blah blah blah.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus takes her pipe between two fingers and pauses as a revelation seems to dawn on her. &quot;..Tommy, are you there?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Aahhhhh yes. Hello sis.&quot; ^^;;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;'What. The. Fuck?&quot;'

VAE:<font color="#000000">Assume miron's got a weird pronounciation XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;She doesn' sound heppy.&quot;..

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;She seems to have quite a temper&quot;

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You sent me up here without mentioning a god damn thing about the demons and civil war? It's been like a month. You couldn't have followed up once?!&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh! Aelian's here too!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Greetings to you too, Miss Lazarus. And... he does that a lot.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Nein, not heppy.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;No no no no no no!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Lazarus can be a bit forgetful at times.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh?&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Say hi to you future fadder-in-lav, Aelian!&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Inquisitor?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Would you like me to punch him for you, madam?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus is paralyzed. ^^;;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;And you're where again?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, and one of our finest.&quot;


 * Aelian is too.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wonder thomas..if you forget to mention things this much...is there anything you've failed to mention about me joining you guardians?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have seen maybe, two people climb the ranks as quick as he did.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Right now we're in Thalinde, headed towards castleton. Ready for your next shock? If you'll pardon the pun? I've got my mirror propped on a gold dragon.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt works his jaw. he's trying to think of something to say, but there's just no way he can insert himself into this, he doesn't have anything relevant to this.


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs weakly at Gamal. ^^;;;;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">We're in Thalinde already? =3=

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello.&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Groovy.

TMG:<font color="#000000">We're NOT in thalinde.

GM:<font color="#000000">No, you're not in Thalinde. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We're in some forest, I believe.

TMG:<font color="#000000">We're halfway there from Reed.

GM:<font color="#000000">That's going to become the session title name. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">In a random forest for camping

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Aaaack.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Between Reed and Thalinde.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">x3

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;No You're Not In Thalinde.&quot; :B

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Solving this problem RIGHT now. XD Eyes on the world map, folks.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Eeeh, no.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I'll stay here. =3=


 * Tomiko Lazarus pauses for a while while the others get their say in.

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see...&quot; The elf looks piercingly at the scrying sensor....

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Since when? Do mom and dad know?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">....

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Thomas fainted, I'm afraid. =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">There. Party marker. XP

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They do. After all such news would make any parent proud.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Or not. Damn, when did you wake up?&quot; =3=

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">And then breaks into a smirk. &quot;Did he faint?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...what happened to our Bouncing Rin party marker?

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Atar <font color="#0000FF">, are you counter-scrying?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment, I'll fix it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There. Rin is atop Max. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, he's trying to hide behind Max's tail over there- Aelian! Get over here!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ghost; there. Look at the Maxtoken.

TMG:<font color="#000000">That';s where we are.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian approaches best he can... he looks like someone being marched out to the firing squad. ^^;;;;;;;;;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmph. I don't know how much I approve of my runty baby brother getting into danger. You did fine in the temple, following after mom.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thalinde's the dot on the other side of the river.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's good you sent me here to handle this for you.&quot;

Party Marker:<font color="#0000FF">DIS MARKER BETTER. OCH.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ack! Kill the och!

Party Marker:<font color="#0000FF">NO. &gt;:|

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Party Marker:<font color="#0000FF">What thef-

BombFox:<font color="#990000">HI! :D

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I didn't hear a thud, that's a mark in his favor.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Oh god what is happening


 * Party Marker baps the fox with his drinkin' mug! GE'DOWN.

BombFox:<font color="#990000">I'm even better!


 * BombFox blows up the mug. NO!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;For Thomas, or Aelian?&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances back at the two paladins behind him to see how they're reacting to all this.


 * Tomiko Lazarus raises a brow high. &quot;...&quot; She returns her pipe to her teeth and simply listens while wearing a very judgemental look.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">=3=

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ah, hello sir. I am Aelian Cyadarith, and I am..-&quot; Shagging? Bed wrestlin'? Doing the elven tango? &quot;- courting your daughter.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Smooth~ Hardly noticed that pause.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How is the situation developing, Miss Lazarus? Have you made any contact with the local Leaden Mace branch?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;The half-human. It's too busy up here to teleport, anyway, boy, no need to hide. Unless you've done something I wouldn't approve of with my daughter. Have you?&quot; :|


 * Thomas Lazarus has the biggest =w=; moment of his life.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He turns back after looking, and clears his throat. &quot;Ah...ahem...if I recall, magic like this doesn't usually last long...is there any pressing business that needs to be spoken of?&quot; A new, small male voice comes through the link to Raerarael and Tomiko.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hi Miss Tomiko! Hyu look tough!&quot; Which is quickly drowned out by the loud voice of the Half-Orc.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well listen to him. All prime and proper. Relax, my dad is a rough and tumble wood elf with an arcane streak bigger than a dragon's wingspan in him. No need to be so proper!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;No sir.&quot; O.O;;;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; She squints and glances to Raerarael briefly.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, we'll have to talk when I can actually see you. Keep that up.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Bet you wish you had spell resistence now, don't you, Aelian? =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh hush. This magic will last more than long enough for Atar to properly interrogate my lover.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't even know who you people are. Tommy certainly hasn't told me. Little bastard. Someone hit him for me and tell him to write his family more often. Are you inquisitors or something?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Leaden Mace Society, and yes.&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF"> &quot;Anyway I can have yours?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Le punch Tom.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um...no, only one person is.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The rest of us are friends.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I just got here.&quot; She breathes smoke through her nose. &quot;Haven't checked with 'the Mace'.&quot;

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

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

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes sir!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not counting Thomas himself, obviously.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does the situation appear so far? I have been getting... contradictory reports.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;She did mention civil war, Miron.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot; Your sister, she is violent. &quot; &gt;.&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, currently, we're the bunch that is all punching your brother on your command, it seems. I'm Tathi, Raerarael's second child. This is Aelian, my lover, and we're pretty much the adventuring group Thomas is with.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;You didn't hear about it from Tathi?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm Shenkfang de Deffrider! Pleased to sorta kinda not really meet hyu miss Tomas' tough sister!&quot; :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">who is Raerael telling that to?

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">To Miron.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The situation is that there are fucking demons in the sewers. You also didn't tell me Rae used to work with Dad!&quot; She grins.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">For once, Gnogglebolt doesn't seem to bother introducing himself as the Vigilant Guardians liason.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You should see how much he can light the place up. The streets are probably shaking.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">^^

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi giggles. &quot;That's my dad.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Actually that's a devil.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Whatever! You're still in trouble!&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;From Tathi surely not. Even brother Thomas forgot to tell me. Besides I was interested in a fresh perspe....&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; Thomas.. your father... used to work with him? &quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs helplessly and whispers, &quot; I didn't know either!!&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Poor dumb Tom.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi just shakes her head. &quot;So, the problem seems to be in the sewers, currently? Fitting place for filth. Have you had a chance to investigate the local Mace branch?&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus seems slightly inundated by the faceless voices introducing themselves. She did hear them, though.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*looks at Tathi with a cold stare*

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;No harm in summing it up again. Count, mad with power, made a grab for elven lands for lumber with force, we fought back, I'm here routing agents of his wherever I find them, rat's nest of diabolists in the underworld, a handful of corrupt Macers among 'em with counts' orders and Mace badges in their pockets... anything I missed?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Waking up with an arm down the nightpot.&quot; *frown*

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Any sightings of that mounted Drow?&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus just looks perplexed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, I think he's still around -here-...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Sszeyl, I think he's still around -here-...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Oh good. Then I can punch him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">=3=

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">The knights have been paying close attention in the background, to lean closer visibly at the mention of a mounted drow.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just smacks his forehead.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not since the last scrying.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances over at Miron. &quot;There, see? Just a handful so far. The branch might be salvagable after all.&quot;

Miron:''<font color="#000000">It all makes so much more bloody sense now. ''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns his head and sees the paladin's increased interest. Oh dear. Well, there'll be plenty of time to explain later...

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

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, as you can see...&quot; He lifts up the dead kyton's arm and rattles the chains a little. &quot;We're not dealing with lemures and imps here.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron doesn't react, but his expression tells that he has a higher opinion on otyugh refuse than on Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">So he ate Sszeyl's cooking then..

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( *brick'd!* ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( *dusts off hands* ))

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;How much time have you got left on your scrying, tinu?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A blind man would see that.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'll say. A kyton. Is that the biggest fiend you've bagged so far, or are they courting pit fiends down there?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances at some runes on the side of the mirror. &quot;Another couple of minutes.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> &quot;I think I'll use this as my new belt.&quot; She steps on a section of chain and yanks it free with a single swift tug. Like it was yarn.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The small male voice speaks through the link again. &quot;Well, good sir, I do believe I speak for all present in saying that I am very grateful you've been handling the situation well so far. And also, in case you hadn't heard yet, we might be meeting in person in a few weeks.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus glowers up at the apparent scrying sensor. &quot;..So.. are you with adventurers now, Tommy?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just thought of something you should see if you've got a few minutes. No pit fiends, thank Alobal. Found a few bone devils. One spiny bastard, too. That was a tough one.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">This particular voice remains unidentified as well.

VAE:<font color="#000000">ahahaha Alobal

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's that little mousy one?&quot;


 * VAE rofls

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">o.o;;;;;;; &quot;Something like that, yeah.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That's Gnogglebolt, our resident tinkerer.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus flinches.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And sure. I can have the foci follow you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Ah. Hello, sir. I'm Gnogglebolt Sparkgear, of Mazio, on behalf of the Vigilant Guardians adventuring troupe.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A--you--there was a Cornugon??&quot; Thomas stammers and looks to be filled with complete dread.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's a greater devil..!&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right. Tomiko, let's head back toward the entrance a ways.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Call me the organizer of this outfit.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Was it? It died in my hands.&quot; She smirks toothily.

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cornuwhat? No, no, it was a smaller thing. Human-sized.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like a place that eally needs cleaning up then...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Fine.&quot; She raises up off the fallen Kyton.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Barb-like spikes all over.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 18 + 20 = 38&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge Arcana!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oops.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 20 + 8 = 28&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge planes!

VAE:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 8 + 6 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Planes on kythons, for the hell of it. This inquisitor is now trained.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">PLANES

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, not kythons tis time

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Kytons. XP

VAE:<font color="#000000">

VAE:<font color="#000000">the thing he sees there

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should show you where the entrance to this place is. You'll get a view of the ossuary we saw on the way in. Messy place.&quot;


 * VAE was backtracking in history see

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The devil he's trying to describe is a barbed devil. Hamatula. Tathi would know its proper name.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ah. Hamatula. Often called the barbed devil. Nasty thing.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not cornugons, Thomas..this is.. bloody hell, can't recall.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi got it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Not quite a greater fiend, however. Something of a.. captain I guess if we rank them.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's what they're called, ha?&quot;

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( A Horned Devil, called a Conugon, is the second strongest common form of Devil and cannot be harmed by silver or holy weapons. Only silver *and* holy weapons. It has fierce magical powers, too. That is most likely why Tom has called it a 'greater devil'. Of course, Barbed Devils look similar. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh.&quot; He sighs. &quot;..Thank goodness.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Annoying thing. Led us on a merry chase around town until I slapped a dimensional anchor on it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Now, see, atar, if you'd pay more attention to atara's books, you'd know this.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Did I ever mention how I love the dialogue between him and Tathi?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't sound so scared. We're fine.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nominating for this, actually

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..If you're an adventurer now -- which I can only assume you've become since I last saw you, by your company, write home more -- then you didn't have plans to stop by here, did you?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, to your left you can see the remains pit. Or as the devils probably called it, their leftovers.&quot; Off to the side of the dank passageway, which is starting to slope upward, there's a small room with a floor covered in blood, entrails, and humanoid bones.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You would be over your head. Stay away.&quot; She overturns her pipe and dumps cinders on the stone.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our plans are subject to command of Commander Alberic Ashmore.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if he would assign us to Yoriver, I am sure it would be upon deciding Thomas and myself are adequately equipped to handle the situation.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's been a year. I've gotten a lot stronger since then. I'm a fiend-hunter and an Inquisitor now. We're going to reinforce the position there whether you approve or not.&quot; He furrows his brow and sounds resolute. Finally.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Plus.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've seen your brother fight miss, he seems more than capable of handling himself&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;There was a Mace badge on one of them. Another had the Golden Hand tattooed on their shoulder. Bad times. Purses and valuables were all taken, and you'll see why in a bit.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yours are, Miron. Our route currently takes us in that direction, so I, for one, will definitely be stopping there to lend a hand. Nothing like an extra fireball or two.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;We have to go by that area anyway.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Visiting dragons.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus raises a brow at the mention of dragons. &quot;...&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Makes an ... odd face.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Corpses and remains, Miron.. it sounds like the Mace is taking casualities up there..&quot; Tathi says, shaking her head sadly.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">The passage continues to slope upward, and become much cleaner, leading to a thick steel door that's been... either hit with a giant-sized sledgehammer or something of equivalent force. &quot;On the bodies.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tomiko did a handy job on this door, as you can see. Thanks again, priest.&quot; ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; No problem..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;On....By Cuthbert's Cudgel...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you all say so.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Door ker-open... to reveal the inside of a large saferoom. The door on the other side is pushed open into... a tax collector's office, by the looks of it.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Keep my little brother safe for me, then.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*sigh*. &quot;At least they surely now rest within his arcadian basilica.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Leaff zum for us! Hy vant to schoot zum uf dem!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Absolutely, miss.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, speaking directly to Tomiko for the first time.

Tomiko Lazarus whispers: The new token is awesome, by the way. Thanks again.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We keep each other safe.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lagcheck :22

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:22

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:22

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">:22

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:22 at :22.

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

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is the entrance.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tomiko... You don't have a .. history in the place. If you would return the badge to the local branch of the Mace, at least.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;We found it after people were reported missing all too often when they were unable to pay the count's exorbitant taxes.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi grits her teeth. &quot;So that's how they're getting people.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least their colleagues will know for sure what has happened. Family, too.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....So, the administration of the town is connected to the fiend ossuary.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Directly via the buildings.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This strikes me as odd.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is indeed dire, but it does look as if you've taken care of this particular den.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy definately vant to schoot zum uf dem now.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;But how many dens could there be?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Again, I believe we are all grateful for you actions.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Arch + eng. Does the ossuary, or the building seem to have been built recently?

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;This'll mark the fifth one beneath a tax collector's.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">As in, how long ago.

Miron:<font color="#000000">roughly

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To Miron's voice, &quot;..Sure. If you want.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Within the last five years.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our whole organisation would be thankful.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Fifth one!?&quot; Tathi exclaims..


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Wait, why's Raerael saying hat?

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Because the DM had his token selected. :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">was thbat supposed to be GM token response to my roll?

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dem, dat's a lot. Ve might vant to get dere asap.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you founda tax collectors office that didn't have one?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">So... both house and ossuary are fairly new, and rougly the same age?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Max, listening in? I wasn't sure if you wanted to watch, but I thought propping the mirror on your nose might be a bit too much.&quot;

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;None so far.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've been doing fine. Sounds like you have a whole fucking infantry regiment with you. A group your size won't be able to sneak around like we can. We kind of have to avoid the guards.&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot; Trying not to jostle your mirror by talking. &quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She smirks. &quot;You're fine. It's back here on your neck.&quot; :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;How many tax collectors offices are there left to check?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Ah...yes, our group is rather large and conspicuous...&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tiamat's three arses. Looking at the building... the ossuary and the tax office seems to have been built at the same time, and though it's dirty like in a green hag's clotheschest, it.. it isn't older than five years.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, we could coordinate if and when we approach.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;About... six? One in each district.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone built it like that on purpose, and as such, I bet there'll be more.&quot;

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Flicker. &quot;How much time's left, Tathi?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck it with a rake.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What about dragons?&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot; Language, Mr. Miron. &quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So probably 6 more ossuary's. Have they all been built at about the same time? The tax collectors buildings?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Exorcisim, mostly.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yea.. good question, Gamal.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Only a minute or so left to go, atar!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">There's a little rune blinking on the side of the mirror.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some are older... I don't know, I'm no expert. Count's been in power for four years, though.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please insert coin&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;And probably more interesting...Which official or noble came into office shortly before they were built.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait.. this is odd.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">SPAWN MOAR MANAH.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;means this was done before he came ot power.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If the ossary's are older than that, means someone else is responsible, adn are probably just proping him up.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I said under five years. That means there's a 4/5 chance it was built while he was in power. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ah

VAE:<font color="#000000">I thought in the vicinity

VAE:<font color="#000000">I.e. a gauss function with a peak at 5

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If the ossary's are older than that, means someone else is responsible, adn are probably just proping him up, if younger, he's likely the source.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. It'd help if someone reviewed the construction records in the city hall.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe my brothers would have the authority to do so.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's the count's immediate superior, and have they been informed of what's happening?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Flicker flicker.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miss Lazarus... This is something you could request from the local Mace branch.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Uh oh.. Spell's going out! Love you, atar!&quot;

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rumors of something up top. Rumors of bribes, too -- ah! Love you too! Come on, Tomiko, let's go fry some more devils down there.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd do it myself, but I don't know who precisely ser...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Respectfully, Mr. Inquisitor, I'm not real inclined to go walking into a Mace office.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns* &quot;Why it is so? My brothers are fighting the same corruption you are.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I'll drop off your badges. They deserve to go back to their friends and family. They died in battle.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus scoffs, and looks amused.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I'm again, thankful for that.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I guess Tommy doesn't say much to you guys, either?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Not unless directly asked.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;He needs a vacation.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Nevermind~.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Or he'll kill us all soon.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Hell... I need to message someone.. she won't do it, but the records could prove useful.&quot;''

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Flicker-fade!

VAE:<font color="#000000">why is thomas making a drgnface?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well, that was enlightening.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi sighs, and collects the mirror. &quot;I really need to find a way to extend this spell..&quot; She says wistfully.. and then looks to Aelian.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;See? You're still alive!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;For now.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian half-pouts. &quot;For now.&quot; He says.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">=3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">*spits* &quot;What an incredible clusterfuck.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;See? See? Sszeyl agrees.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*spits* &quot;What an incredible clusterfuck.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus snaps out of his stupor and pats Aelian's shoulder. ^^;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Language, Miron.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not you as well, Sseyl.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;So this mounted drow. Mithral armor? Has an eye symbol on his shield?&quot; The paladin speaks up quietly, but seriously.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron, we do still have children with us!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Really Miron? Hy tink dey are doink a pretty fine job, myself.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances back to the paladins worriedly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Sounds like you're familiar with the one.&quot; Thomas adds dryly to the knight.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um.&quot; He waves his hand emphatically. &quot;Later. Tomorrow, in fact. Trust me.&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It depends... Thomas's sister seems the more trustworthy of that duo.&quot;

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

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, aye. I'm familiar with the stories. Third-circle business and up.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, after that much distracting spectacle, I'm sure we could -all- use some sleep...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs wearily. &quot;... Atleast they're okay.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the meantime.. I wouldn't be...&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Crusader going about hunting monsters. The Braxton Falls government considers him a thorn in their sides.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's no crusader. He's a lunatic.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt opens his mouth...and closes it surprisedly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Oh. You do know the truth already.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Braxton Falls considers the rest of the country to be a thorn in their side, though.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances over at Locke. &quot;Oh wow.. he has a reputation then?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's....good, actuallt.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Miron tinks he's a lunatic, hennyvay.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; Come on That fuck has a reputation within an hour of showing up anywhere.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Respectfully, it's not a matter that I can discuss openly with civilians. Or with people under the Third Circle. Sorry, Sir Gilas.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So do ve.&quot; =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fret not, then. You need not say anything.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Again, it will all be clear tomorrow.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Really, how hard is it to make a reputation moving through an area if you do deeds the common people cannot?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt heads over to his bedroll. &quot;But for now, let's all get some snooze.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Language, Miron.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Max, you don't roll in your sleep, do you?&quot;

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

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wouldn't know.&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm asleep.&quot; :P


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Miron a sympathetic look. &quot;Come now, brother. He did release you and your ally. And apologized profusely. He even sent you a letter reinstating it.&quot; ^^;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">You think the worst of everyone.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Empty words, brother, adding an insult to injury.&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just to be safe, you may want to move your mirror.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;If you say so. Let's just get some sleep. We do have a journey to continue.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas, might want to just go to sleep or he'll keep us all up all night with his ranting...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt slinks into his bedroll and plops his head on the pillow.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*turning to Locke* &quot;I understand.. but the unconcerned attitude of the Aureate Palm towards that mad anarchist concerns me.&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">Is Tathi really going to try sleeping on Max's face?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is already snoring away in his own bedroll, tucked into Max's side. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But well.. .you have your methods, we have ours.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom makes a dismissing gesture before setting out his bedroll and making ready to snooze, as well.

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;On the contrary, Inquisitor. It's just confidential.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">*though, not but, iin the first post after &quot;i understand&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">No, she was trolling. She and Aelian are snuggled up next to his neck. :3


 * Gamal-Junayd curls up in his own bedroll

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

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">Zzzz....

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I am so getting a dragon in my home. So warm!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Zzzz....dawn of new day?

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">Terri... hmmmmm... &#171; &#160;1d12 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">No need for sleep here.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Soooooo.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It can be a summer job for you Terri. Make a little more hoard gold, hm?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''I must talk to Thomas alone.. there's a bunch of things that I don't like here. ''

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">Tathi, Aelian, Kor, and the dogs wake up with a dragon curled up among them, next to Max. Zzzz....

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Taking ten on a cooking check. &#171; &#160;10+5 = 10 + 5 = 15&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Dawn of a New Day... Yondallon 24th, I believe, last day of the month! And it's crisp and clear, with a light breeze.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So! What new day is it, again?

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">You don't like anything, Miron. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">ah, nvm. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">Shut up

Miron:<font color="#000000">Stupid bike.. first my thoughts, and now it's invading my dreams

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">And yet you don't deny it. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">A nice large pot of sweet rice. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Alrighty. Morning breakfast, and boarding the dragon for takeoff! No relevant RP here.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">You are in love with the bike, Miron.


 * Dragula the Deffbike chases Miron around and runs him over repeatedly in his drea.

Miron:<font color="#000000">One day. One day I'll break you into nuts, bolts and bits of smoking sheet metal

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">DON'T DENY YOUR FEELINGS *brick'd away*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And then I'll shoot you.

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


 * Gamal-Junayd wakes up early, and prepares breakfast, using leftovers from last nights rabbit stew and whatever else they have

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Am I coming through? :47 ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi stretches as the morning dawns. She's been awake for a bit, silly elven sleep cycles, and reaches over and scritches Lumisteria behind the horns.

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Hey!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:47 at :47.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Meat Offering. (Profession(Cook) Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 11 + 12 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) Vegetarian Offering (Profession(Cook) Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 10 + 12 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">Oh wait. Muzzy sleeping.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian's up bright and early, and takes Tavia a'hunting for ingredients for Gamal. :3


 * Lumisteria leans and makes a contented rumbling, humming sound.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I have awoken!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 18 + 14 = 32&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; survival!


 * Gamal-Junayd puts a bowl near anyone who's still sleeping, and passes out bolws to those awake

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 12 + 4 = 16&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; survival!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang yawns as he crawls out of his bedroll, stretches, and omnomnoms.

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniff... the dragon's whiskers perk up before his eyes open. :9 !

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">That's a pretty hefty bonus to Gamal's cooking. +15 over all. XP

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Sweet rice for those who want more food on their menu.&quot; =3=

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">We're adventurer chefs. XP

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">It's a many course breakfast

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang has some rice, too. :9

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Miron? Mr. Gnogglebolt?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Let's hope we don't lose our breakfast up in the air. :B

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do either of you want to fly with me today?&quot; :3

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Color me jealous.&quot; Tom pats Terri's head once in passing. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Always a pleasure, Miss Terri.&quot; He smiles as he stows his cargo pack elsewhere.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Let's get a move on, then.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Let's be off!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">LE TRAVEL MONTAGE.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang gives Terri a good-morning hug. :3

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aww. Just wait a few years, Mr. Tom!&quot; :3 &quot;Then I'll be big and strong enough to carry you!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und me?&quot; :D

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe not both at once. But yeah!&quot; :D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yay!&quot; Moar hugs! :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll try not to put on any more weight.&quot; |3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No doubt one day you could carry all of us just like Max&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi goes about packing everything up, and getting ready for the day. She's already studied her spellbook.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afk 2 shakes.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Another of Miron's dreams. In this one, he's descending through a dungeon filled with chains, and ripped bodies, fighting demons alongside Tom's sister. She's bashing their heads in with her pipe.. Some of the demons have Mace insignia pinned onto their nude forms, others resemble Gnogglebolt, Tathi, the Spindlethorn brothers... At the end of the dungeon, sits Gradia Thorngage, seated on a chair upholstered with fresh human skin. &quot;You have failed, Inquisitor. Brother Geas has turned from us... but thankfully, we have found a fitting replacement.&quot; She turns, and from the shadows behind, walks forth Chaplain Rosario Paz. The two merge into one body, with two heads resembling Raerael and Altonor..... The inquisitor wakes up, sweat-drenched and confused.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... wow. XD Miron's dreams return in full force.

VAE:<font color="#000000">they do

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Holy smack. So nom'd.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron, are you awake? Are you okay?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances over.. &quot;Miron? Are you allright? Not sick are you?&quot;

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

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You were tossing and turning and mumbling.&quot; Wince!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Right in the ear.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the name of the Cudgel I comman.. I .. argh.. Shankfang.. What happens, what time is it?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dawn.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Goot mornink.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Morning, anyways,&quot;

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">The paladins have been talking among themselves. Well, it largely consists of the halfling trying to get his superior to spill the beans about the mystery drow.

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Bloody hell... if Cadamon knew about this he'd assign me a forced leave..&quot;''

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">You could probably use it.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hey, Halfling paladin guy.


 * Gamal-Junayd hands mirion a bowl of whatevers for breakfast&quot; Here, eat this, might help clear your head&quot;

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

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Maybe you should get a girlfriend?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I wonder if either of the paladins notice the elf monk has a moving tattoo of a coral reef on his back. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">''I 'm not mentioning it. And neither am I mentioning you, you oily gearfuck.''

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">You're an elf, it's probably magic. 3=

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">* =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1D20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Hide, &#171;  &#160;1D20+5 = 18 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Move Silently.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">SNEAK ATTACK HALF-ORC HUG'D!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shenkfang, why you hug random people?&quot; =w=;

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor dresses himself, and carries on with his daily prayers, though he does look somewhat shaken today.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I can't hel[p but notice Maptool has been -unusually- generous with rolls today...

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ack! Whoa! Hey! Put me down!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">and it's not even combat.

TMG:<font color="#000000">DAMMIT RANDOM NUMBER GOD!

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's why

VAE:<font color="#000000">It isn't combat

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">its not combat, that's why. hehe

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Miron, are you sure you're okay?&quot;

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

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">you should see me in WoT. Holy shit I curse that random number generator.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Release'd!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm.. as OK as it goes these days.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Yes, yes he does.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Heh, ghost

RAM:<font color="#990000">We also curse Matchmaking.

VAE:<font color="#000000">when shall we fire it up?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything you care to talk about?&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Hey, Miron.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and do you still have TIer 7 stuff?

VAE:<font color="#000000">I sort of want to get that KV-4

Snarky:<font color="#000000">drive-by waking shock to your rear!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Really, Snarky?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas had gotten up typically earlier for dawn.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Trying to get RP going and you shock Miron? =w=;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">....I don't know, actually. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He has been in players for some time, and naturally quiet.

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Seemed appropriately silly--ah. Okay, no, take that back. ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just some.. odd dreams...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Let's say that the shock was taken down by Miron's mace. Metal is an electrode after all

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">LIZURD. :O

VAE:<font color="#000000">So if it was toucching something else, that'd be the likely path

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Sniff sniff sniff.

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Counter-sniff!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Goot odd dreams?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What were they about?&quot; :.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Sniff sniff snuff snuff!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not really..but then, the waking times aren't good these days either, so why should dreams be different?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was told at the temple that odd dreams are often a symptom of an unusual diet and stress.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps these on-the-road meals don't suit your stomach?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I don't know about that.&quot; :3 &quot;We're riding on a dragon across the kingdom. That has to improve the good-times factor a little, huh?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm doing my best to mak sure the food is delecious as well as nutritious&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps. Though, I recall my stomach handling worse stuff back in the dwarven army. &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a reason some joke that the dwarves even feed on rock. Some of their cooking.... it's close,&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">Onward and upward, whenever you guys are ready. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Weeeeeeeeee!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Ready.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Strange doesn't have to mean poor. Could be that you're just not suited to it? Mm. Or it could just be dreams. They're inscrutable sometimes.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Where to?

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Have no fear, our party has Chef Gamal on the case.&quot; :3

Snarky:<font color="#000000">As Tavia sniffs the lizard, it starts making rapid clicking sounds, k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-clik...Tavia is not shocked, but hair suddenly poofs up as if she'd rubbed a carpet all over her body!

Gamal-Junayd whispers: I didn't see it if you answered after, but what was that vecnan's name amoung the pirates? Paz, pac wasn't it?

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Holy moly. @_X

You whisper to Railock: Rosario Paz.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And otherwise ready for onward and upward.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">FLYING TIME! YAY!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Lick for le lizard!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed...dreams haven't killed anyone, after all. I'll be fine.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Bzzt! You basically licked a nine-volt, dog. :B

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">Terri's flying is a fair bir bumpier than Max's. It's like riding a rocking horse, but a thousand-plus miles high!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">SUDDENLY. ONEIROMANCERS ATTACK. *brick'd*

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Sniff sniff? Lick again. OW.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...oh gawd that would be a terrible prank on a dog, moreso than actually giving them peanut butter. RUb some sauce on the end of a nine-volt and hold it out to a dog...)

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">There would be a special place in hell for you. XP

VAE:<font color="#000000">also ,wy is peanut butter a prank?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How is giving them peanut butter a prank? Shadow and some of the dogs I sit for go bonkers over the stuff. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It gets stuck in their mouth and they lick and lick and lick and lick and lick and lick and lick and lick and lick.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ehn. They just lick for a long time. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My dogs love peanut butter.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: thanks. thought that name looked familier.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Shadow can be sound asleep across the house, and still wake up immediately when a peanut butter jar is opened. :B

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Doo doo dee doo.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, question, That scrying thing, how does it exactly find someone?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. As soon as we're in thalinde, Miron is gonna g to a lake, and do the scrying

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hell, it's the only way to get the little one to taste something for longer then 1/3rd of a second.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;OOoo, a fine question that, Gamal.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and whenever Thomas isn't doing anything, he needs to talk to him , to

VAE:<font color="#000000">*too

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Typically, you have to know them, or have a very good idea who they are. It gets harder and harder the further you go from there.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;In our examples, that's my father. I couldn't fail a scrying on him unless he was blocked off somehow. There's a couple of ways to stop scrying.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas isn't occupied, but privacy is virtually impossible while riding Max. Close quarters. And the vehicle literally has ears, too. Dragon-ears. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkXzdqE5OVE

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oooh, Hy vonder if Talfeera kan learn how to scry...&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">^ peanut butter-related. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was just rememebering the priest that got away back at the pirates...We don't have much to go on..would the name he went by be enough to help find him, or would it fail if it wasn't his real name?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ah. In that case, a vecnan would be positively silly not to have at least three layers of protection against divination.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It might be worth a try someday, if we're not pressed for anything else.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">As an aside

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hey, Taddi! Iz it possible for sorceress' to learn how to scry? Hy know der magic vorks differently from yous.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would it at least give us an idea if the name was real, or just an alias?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;His name? No. Not really.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">can I add that candle -thing with vecnan symbol to list of miron's possessions? He'd take it as a scrying token, if he actually explicitly hasn't

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;His close personal posessions, yes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A hair or blood is best.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Of course. It just takes them a little longer to pick up on it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I believe brother Miron will look into it some time. I'm sure he hasn't forgotten.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, do'nt have those. just the name. Rosario Paz, what aleksander said it was.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Hey, Hatari.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Body tissue samples almost guarantee a success.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Vecnans being who they are, though, it may not be that simple.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Priests of secrets, afterall.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">How will Thomas handle getting access to Implosion later on? :3


 * Meany watches the spazzing.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes. He'd be an idiot to tell us his real name.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was the name the pirates knew him by&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">When he's level seventeen? :P

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">YES.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ah. So, not for a vile den.&quot; :(

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It won't be as big a deal as being able to become an avatar of Pelor and sunder mountains and perform full blown planet-altering miracles. Level 17 is lawls.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know... Fuck me. I should have wracked that fucking wretch back there and then.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I ...Why the hell was the lot of you talking to him like you grew up in the same yard? &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You cannot linger on what was.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Focs on what is.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We didn't know for certain it was him yet. He was just a healer until we spoke.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And by then, you can be sure he was already ready.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A healer. Whose altar had the Hand of Vecna&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I didn't want to call it out yet, but once he confirmed he was the priest, it was sure.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They could have had more than one. We could not have simply opened fire on him without knowing.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Vecnans need medicine too.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought you lot were playing along..&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I tried to reach him before he escaped..but he was prepared&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The only one mildly sensible.. Thing is, a spell would have reached him faster.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Besides, Wrack is a fort save.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">He's a cleric.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dont have spells, and no one who did was castig.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">So it is. Clerics have decent fort

VAE:<font color="#000000">but you do whatever you can

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Look on the side of what we did do, not the one that slipped through the cracks. Had Lady Salishea said nothing, that entire marauding band and all their spellcasters would still be loose.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy bet a bullet vould hef vorked...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Some of us even took care of... I bet in half hour more, he'd know the name of Gnogglebolt's grandmother.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;With a vecnan, he might of known even before the talk started.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus simply shrugs. =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal.. the Mace has dealt with them before. They are clever, sinister and covert, but they aren't demigods.&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">The dragons glide in for a landing a few miles outside of Thalinde.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Do not discount your victories because you didn't achive something you hadn't planned for. That way lies madness, Miron.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's enough to put that behind us. We still have more than one other large concern we're returning to.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We did great good out there.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps, but he was prepared to escape at a moments notice...either he was very paranoid, or he had warning we were coming.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve're here!&quot; :D

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;To be fair to the Vecnan, we did fight all the way to him.' =3=

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were not sneaking. Explosions. Bang. Boom. Pow.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We stomped in with a battle prayer on lips and weapons in our hands. He'd have to be an idiot not to notice.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Oh crap, wait a second.Why am I talking to anyone.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I'm being carried by terri. -3-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ahhh, Thalinde. Lovely memories.&quot; Thomas remarks pleasantly enough, but with apparent sarcasm.

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">I'm flying close!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Let's go see if the medic is in.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, nevermind the nevermind, then. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Problems in the area?&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not quite Thalinde. We're still a few miles away.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, rest of the way on foot, then.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vonder if Gramps iz around...&quot;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're not so accustomed to dragons landing among them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Bah, you slow pokes will have quite the walk ahead of you.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Foot? What are you smoking?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He thought he'll be able to play an unsuspecting cleric. When that failed, it was a question of &quot;when&quot; rather than &quot;if&quot;.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets to his feet when he's let down on the ground by Terri.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">God I love having 50 move. =3=

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">I love going 80 MPH.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not really. Just some bad tempers and infighting.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;On foot, then.&quot; :3 &quot;Or... metal Mazian contraption.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hands back near the paladins.


 * Max pauses.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;No, definitely on foot..&quot; Tathi says, edging away from the bike.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This town does have problems. I can think of three.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan probably brink anodder tvo pipple for de ride, if hennyone vould like. So long as dey don' veigh too much.&quot;


 * Max is practically swimming in the harness in human form. &quot;... Aheh. Um. Would someone mind giving me a hand?&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can even name them.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=w=; Thomas helps Max out.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks.&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Terri gets first dibs, tough.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Shall we?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian helps the silly dragon out. :3

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would you like Terri and I to go with you, or no? We could always browse the textile market.&quot; :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, what are we stoppign her to do again then? If there are such problems in town?&quot;

Gnogglebolt whispers: whispering out of earshot to the paladins; &quot;Alright, looks like everyone -does- want to meet the same person ahead of time...we'll have to wait until they're all done to discuss what I brought you here for.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Miron's problems don' kount.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Truth be told, I'm not all that sure what business concerns me, here. I may just wait at the tavern, unless there's something going on I didn't know about.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, from over by the paladins, calls back to Gamal. &quot;Actually, the only reason we're here is me, honestly.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shut up, Shenkfang.&quot;

Player &quot;Gnogglebolt&quot; is not connected.Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I triedt to tell you people...&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That I could have come here on my own.&quot;

You whisper to TMG: &quot;Would you rather we wait nearby, or in town?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Oh, no.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It's true. Hyu are de only vun vo hes doze tree problems here.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dunno. I kind of want to make sure everything's all right.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Catastrophe warnings and all.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;If our mounted friend is here I need to have words with him.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arent we a group? what involves one should involve all, if theres trouble in the area, shouldnt we be moving as a group?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And violence, have violence too.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tus, dey do not kount.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Agreed. We go together. Shall we?&quot;

Gnogglebolt whispers: Gnogglebolt whispers back. &quot;Stick close. It'll be good to be in the vicinity to watch.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excellent choice, Sszeyl.Blow him one for me, too.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">You want to rephrase that.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Terri, vanna ride vith me?&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">That is not a suggestion.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you say so.&quot;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think I'm gonna stick with Max and Tharky. Say hi to Miss Sornala and Twist for me?&quot; :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">did I say something I didn't intend to?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas doesn't seem especially eager to meet with Pelan'Zyne again.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hokay. Hennyone else?&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Blow him one for me too implies oral sex. I think you mean bash him one for me too.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm not getting anywhere near that insane contraption.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">-is- anyone riding with Shankdanf right now?


 * VAE headdesk

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Bash, yes

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

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


 * VAE baad with idioms

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks over to Shankfang. &quot;...Oh! Hang on.&quot;

Pellan'zyne: <font color="#000000">Why can no one pronounce my name right...? ^^; <font color="#000000">*brick'd*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can you take one big person and two small people, Shankfang?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Though, Miron's primary language is gnomish, not common. He might as well have messed up IC

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I dunno.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">TATHI ELYSEARLICK

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">WHO DARES SUMMON MEH.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tathi 'Ersearsarelicked

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Depends. Hy kan karry anodder 400 pounds.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;If only we had a cart.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Oh well.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Yeah, I think we're light enough for that. Sir Varten, Sir Lightfingers, shall we take the express?&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;....&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Good luck~&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think we'll pass, thank you.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Or not~&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">Fearless. Not without caution. =3= *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I'll ride, if no one else.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus simply walks towards town at an even pace.

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">&quot;Respectfully, sir, speak for yourself!&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">What about the fearless halfling pally you mentioned &gt;:O

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;May Saint Cuthbert aid your judgement.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your call...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ah, there he is. :&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vy does no vun trust me on my bike? Hy've been ridink for over 14 years...&quot;

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

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't die, all right? It's Mazian.&quot;

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">The halfling's already clambering aboard. :D

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It belches fire and roars, probably that part.&quot; :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just prefer waling. good excercise&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, Thomas, so do we, but no one seems to mind that.&quot; :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's actually more crass about it than our real dragon friend, you know?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">You prefer wailing, Gamal?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...You sure you don't want to come on, sir Varten? I'd actually like to get this started as soon as possible, if I'm going to have Sir Lightfingers with me...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Way ahead of you, Max. |3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">walking*

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd rather not. Wait for me when you get there.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, do hyu vant de schlow und easy ride, or de full eksperience?&quot; &gt;:3

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

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you for the offer, though.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Floor it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hangs on. He's been around this block before, himself.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hokay! Hang on!&quot; &gt;:D

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">&quot;Full experience!&quot; &gt;:D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Nothing new to him...though it's always fun. A little piece of home.

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Mazians. &quot; =w=;;;;;;;

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Vrm vrm ''' VROOOOOOOOOOOM! '''

Sszeyl: <font color="#A14D7F">Zoom zoom.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ohhh, they are going to regret that..&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">CURSE YOU, SSZEYL.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Locke, if this was their worst trait, i'd be happy.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I read that in the voice. XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And they shoot off, quickly accelerating to 80 MPH!

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Bwahahahaha!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We all heard it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">in what voice?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">North american commercial.

Gilas Lightfingers:<font color="#000000">The halfling whoops and laughs with glee the whole way!

RAM:<font color="#990000">You think that's bad?

VAE:<font color="#000000">youtube link?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Try this one.

RAM:<font color="#990000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uIBU-DaJJOk

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Gnogglebolt is still Pooh, Sszeyl is still Snape.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is Sszeyl on the Deffbike?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Who else is cannot unhear?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8DvbO6-k_SM

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Yep. And Vuz.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Specifically the whispering kid.

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm ,am I still here?

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Yo.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Anyone watch the one I posted?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Wolves.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...why are we in front of Linc's inquisitor house? This is not where we want to be

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So, Thomas.. how long has your sister been a monster hunter?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...wait, this is Pellan's house...

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">No.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Actually it is.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Aldwin Geas

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Yes.

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's &quot;Linc's inquisitor&quot;


 * VAE claws Tech

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">....Well, this is awkward. Locke asked us to wait.

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh hey. Indeed. A very large wolf is in front of the Marathal residence, and has its tail puffed up as it barks at the approaching machine and -- oh gods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Did not want to come here yet.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">One wild ride later...

Linc:<font color="#000000">CHASE~!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Just wanted to be in the town.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Asked you to wait.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">My business with him will take all of five minutes.

Linc:<font color="#000000">BARK BARK BARK!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;&quot;VE'VE GOT A CHASER!&quot;

Linc:<font color="#000000">Pant pant BARK BARK chase!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A while, actually. Let me think..&quot; He muses for a bit. &quot;She set out from home sometime after I had left for Castleton and taken up my acolyte's training.. but before I advanced into service as a templar..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the--why are we here already, Shankfang? Take us back to town!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe since she was twentyish? About eight years.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang leads the wolf on a merry chase...as they head back to town?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Wow.. so, is that her profession is it just a title?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I thought we were going here...

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And Sszeyl promptly walks back to here. =3=

Linc:<font color="#000000">50 feet per round speed, or even 100 on a double move, is a paltry amount compared to the Deffbike, but the wolf seems to be having a good time.

Linc:<font color="#000000">BARK BARK BARK! &gt;:D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang slows down so the wolf can at least keep up. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">wait, did Sszeyl dismount a moving bike at 80 mph?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's chuck norris x macgyver

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's what she calls it. Adventuring isn't quite the right word. That's what we do. She actually specifically hunts and kills dangerous creatures. With a group, usually. I don't really know them. I think they have a high turnover. But she has brought back trophies. Head and horns and things. Giant-kin. Ogres. Trolls. A few wyvern tails.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">EVASION GO

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He's a monk. He can do that kind of stuff.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That seems like a honorable profession.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The rest of the group arrives to see a huge wolf chasing the Deffbike, barking and tail wagging the whole time.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..It could be seen that way. I'm sure there are druids and such that think of them as poachers and predators.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Dismount!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What in the world..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I can't say decisively. It's not as though I've ever been with her.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the--ack! Shankfang, take us back!&quot; DX

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is the wolf one of those problems?&quot;

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

Linc:<font color="#000000">BARK BARK BARK BARK!

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Suddenly, an elven hound joins the chase. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl, roll Reflex.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The opinion of many druids... I'd be just a tad less worried about than Nerullian opinions on my own job.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Also note, we are not moving 80 MPH.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 20 + 6 = 26&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Ref save!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">We are only moving at the speed of the wolf.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">PERFECT LANDING.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">EPIC REFLEX!

Sszeyl:'''<font color="#A14D7F">Bitch, please! '''

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's token even LOOKS like MacGyver a bit

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Autumn leaves drift down around you as you land in perfect ninja pose.

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EoMh3gkRg0w

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gha--alright, just bring us to a stop, Shankfang, I'd like off now...&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Madness follows adventurers, they say.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Hey, all~&quot; Sszeyl doesn't acknowledge the wolf passing him by a second later.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs. =w=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We always cause such a racket here.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Knockity knock.

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

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Stop'd.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hurries to come up behind Sszeyl.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HUG'D!

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm coming, yes, I'm coming --&quot; The door opens partway... and stays that way. The elf in clean robes beyond the door seems frozen in place. He stares at the group, and pans to Gnogglebolt. His gaze stays there.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hi.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Hey.

Linc:<font color="#000000">Growl. The wolf's hackles rise as Shankfang tries to hug.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Hello, again.&quot; ^^;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">How quickly can this hat change looks, just for reference.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So sorry for the noise.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Fine, no hugs.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Things are a little hectic right now.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Standard action.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I just led you on a nice fun chase, and you growl at me.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;In part because he makes them so.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hopefully they will be calming down now.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... would you pardon me a moment?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Take as much time as you need.&quot;


 * Arivan Marathal closes the door. Listen checks.


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs the bridge of his nose with a weary smile.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 13 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 16&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron says nothing, but he's obviously not happy to be here.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 3 + 4 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 18&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Listen!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 10 + 13 = 23&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">....Listen: &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; gnommish ears.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Listen Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 8 + 1 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Listen check!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...this guy anyone important?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 10 + 5 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">Those of you who rolled over a 15 can hear a hushed conversation just behind the door... give the DM time to type.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This guy is a covert drow.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">over a 15 ,a s in 16 and up?

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; Is that who I think it is? &quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#FF0000">&quot;I would've just as soon been glad to wait at the tavern.. this isn't my business and he's clearly overwelmed. Plus the whole part where we're not welcome here anymore.&quot; ^^;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">DC 15.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So 15 or up.

VAE:<font color="#000000">so Miron meets

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bad past with him thomas?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; Yes! How the devil did he -- they -- how did they get here so fast?! &quot; D:

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Something like that. Rudeness. Think of it like that.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; Crap. &quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rudeness on his part, or the groups?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;Vat are dey visperink about in dere?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Undercommon: (&quot;Dragon gave us a lift.&quot;)

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; Language. &quot;

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;Let's say he's a lunatic, and harbours a known criminal. Then there's the .. incident me and Inquisitor Geas had.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I can't really come up with an answer to that.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot; The whole town's going to be talking with that racket. &quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are we here to arrest them then? Or what?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Rudeness on de part uf a kertain zumone viddin de group.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Goodness, no.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, no, nothing of the sort!&quot; Gnogglebolt turns worriedly to Gamal.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; Ohhhh... why now... think, Arivan, think... &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''What the fuck is she hiding.. hell, I hope noone here talks about just how fucking loud they are. ''

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Too late.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">|3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Rudeness by the fact Miron here went and tried to get scrying materials on the elf with the flying steed we mentioned earlier. It was more or less an attack on their person.&quot;

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;No. For one, Altonor isn't even here.. and for two, five men of my skill would be hardly enough for the task&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; They brought strangers, some of them are bound to be those paladins -- ohhhhh, why now?! &quot; D:

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So rudeness on our side?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Tap tap tap Gnogglebolt on the shoulder.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drow and elf are bloody different things.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Get the hell back out here so I can actually hear you and apologize. DX

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes?&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up.

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; Listen to them, they're spilling our secrets left and right. &quot; &gt;:\

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You probably cannot hear it but Arivan is upset and confused that you arrived so early.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How about, just don't believe everything you get told. There are a lot of strong and oppositely slanted opinions in our company.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; What was Cal'tel thinking? &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Way to go sszeyl. ''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;As for me, I believe this is under control.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; No time to muse on that. ... This is going to take some fast talking. &quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll be at the tavern if something crops up.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brother Thomas has perhaps.. said it the best way.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's, uh, nevermind this for now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Let this be a lesson to you. Elves take the long view.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll just leave a note, let's all go back to the town and wait for them to come to us.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Let's get Max over here and put a dragon in their backyard.&quot; :3

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot; Mr. Marathal. Can you send to that knight? &quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oh gods is she serious?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can only go on what I am informed of, so if only one side speaks while the other side is silent..it's all I have. I dont have the past here that you all do.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I mean all of us.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- Yes. That's a good idea. One moment. &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Hell, Aldwin is there, too? ''

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">The door cracks open.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Poor man clearly isn't ready now.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hi.&quot; :3

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Hello again, mister Marathal. Uh...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''That dream... I hope it doesn't mean.... ''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is a bad time, I can tell.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;By that he means you were not quiet enough in your whisperings.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Italics is thoughts

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I also did not actually intend--&quot; Gnogglebolt turns to wards the group, &quot;To bring everyone here at once,&quot; He says accusingly beforeturning back.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sorry. Could you come back in about fifteen minutes? Just need to finish up with a patient.&quot; Bluff~ &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">as in, full italicised text

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, uh. How about we all just go back to town and come back later.?&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 8 + 1 = 9&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; sense motive!

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Of course.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 9&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Same!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sure.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas departs, as he said.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; sense motive on the undead! Sneaky, sneaky zombie!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sense Motive

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">Hey what -- D:

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">oops XD

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">I'm not undead! D:

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

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">LIES. I AM INQUISITOR MIR- *brick'd so hard*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright then. C'mon, Sszeyl, and everyone else...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Nerul's rotten arse you are, Pellan'zyne 

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you.&quot; ^^; Door ker-shut.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Sense Motive Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 18 + 0 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;.....&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Right, now let's all split up, everyone take up a window and just stare inside. &gt;:3

Miron: <font color="#000000">He's full of shit like a farmer's cart

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs, then glares up to everyone else.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vant to know vat dey're hidink...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And why did you all follow us?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">that was said.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This was bad enough last time.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now I think I'm owed an explanation. What in the Sun's name is going on here?&quot; :|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's go.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I was DM moved. *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Soon, mister Varten. Very soon.&quot;

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;My arse. I don't like this.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have no clue what's going on, maybe if you'd told me...But everyone walked this way after you, so I came with them.&quot;

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;That drowish fuck is up to something, and what I dislike most is that Inquisitor Geas is there too.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We've just had unfortunately soured relationships with this man...on part of the indiscretions of someone else here...&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Very well. Keep your secrets for now. We'll return here in fifteen minutes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, I'm doing him the courtesy of backing off for now, show him that I do still respect him.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Honestly, Hy'm schtartink to tink Miron vas chustified now...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Gnogglebolt, just so you know.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright. To the town, everyone.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">And the paladins head off toward town.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Lean down.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck this, I'm off here.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#A14D7F">&quot;From what I heard of Arivan's whisperings he and his daughter have a fairly low opinion of you, too.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron walks off into town.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">As soon as possible, Miron is going to try finding some water source, and scry on Sornala's cat

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know, that's why I'm here to fix it...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">In hope that she's indoors

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;By repeating the mistakes that instigated it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, however, as he's walking back to town with the others, is keeping Miron in his sight.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He doesn't want Miron running off like last time.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ah, yes. Since you mentioned it, I'll point out Thomas is alone now, Miron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">If Miron breaks off from the group, Gnogglebolt follows.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay..what exactly happened last time?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">He does, actually. Towards anywhere there's water.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Long story, Gamal.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And please stop asking.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Maybe it vouldn' be a bad idea for zumone to schtay und keep an eye on dem. Hy, for vun, em schtartink to get suspicious...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Well, suitable water.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've made a point of not giving away secrets that aren't mine now, and now everyone around me is breaking that willy-nilly.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's nothing that has anything to do with you, Gamal, so please don't worry about it.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can give you a summary really quick if you want, Gamal. Just so you're not lost.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, we do have 15 minutesa t the least...and If I'm going to be messing up plans by not knowing, then are you sure it's best I dont have any idea what's going on?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal, how can you mess up any plans if you're not there?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Again, this does not concern everyone here.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well what about back there? no one knew what your plans were, and it seemed they were messed up then by all of us being ther.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is not exactly a group-thing. In fact, it being a group-thing is where things went wrong last time.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;On de kontrary, Hy tink it does.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We came here last time with a letter to deliver to that healer, there -- Arivan Marathal. He's not entirely what he seems. Good man, priest of Pelor, but he's got his secrets. We basically tripped over a whole bunch of them.&quot; ^^;

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

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, doot de doo, skipping 15 minutes...though if Miron wanders away on his own, Gnogglebolt is hot on his heels.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas orders a light drink at the tavern and enjoys it slowly. |3

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">The paladins are elsewhere, so you are free from government eavesdropping. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">''The one time i need it quick, I don't prepare scrying in the morning thinking I'll have plenty of time. ''

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dey vere very onsettled by our early arrival, und are obviously hidink zumddink. Dey knev ve vere komink back, und vere ondergun preparations for -zumddink-. Dis does not sit vell vith me.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Given his situation, he's entitiled, Shankfang.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Hmm... Miron, this is a riverside town, and one with a lot of taverns and such. You could scry on a puddle, or the river, or heck, a water barrel or water trough. It's rained recently.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Scrying takes an hour to cast anyways, remember. It may not have been possible to do in the current timeframe. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">sorry, unaanounced afk

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron Steelsprocket, you are a flipping idiot that doesn't have even on this side of Redridge Mountains.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Also, it's worth reminding that we did just travel hundreds and hundreds of miles in two days. :B ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Schtill, Hy do not like dis&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hatari.. he might not be even thinking clearly

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You don't have to. Just stay here, Shankfang. I'll take care of everything.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I not think so.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Like... this .. there was a chance, that drow was hiding something, and the chance just melted in his hands

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Something is amiss. But really, you can't blame them. They have more enemies than allies, so secrets are a given.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">okay, time to check and see what's for supper.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">lulz. That's fine. I was referring to Shank's suspicion mostly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And so, when fifteen minutes have passed, Gnogglebolt rendezvous with the two pallys and returns.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your allies are confused. Your meeting people are confused.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Yoyoyo.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I'm here too.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Confused does not make good meetings or handlings.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Fine, Sszeyl, too.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, what I suspect will happen.. Miron wants to see Geas for a while, but I suspect he'll excuse himself and go to the tavern to see Thomas

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Swallowtail, clearing up the confusion is precicely what I intend to do. You really don't need to be around...if you want to talk to the man, though, I can't stop you.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I want to help.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Torn between following Gnogglebolt's wishes, or not letting his future brother-in-law walk into this without him...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So. Pallys? Over here now?


 * Gamal-Junayd will also show up

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Why is Miron here now? =3=

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Too many tripping-wires. Need someone who can avoid tripping wires.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And actually, he'll be messaging Braxton too.

VAE:<font color="#000000">but that's later

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnoggle, the others are worried. I wasn't involved in the problems last time, perhaps I can help you smooth it over&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hey Elros. Bet I can beat you at quarters. *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just looks up at the--yet again--steadily gathering crowd behind him.

GM:<font color="#000000">Where are Tathi and Aelian? In town, or at the Marathals'? What about Shankfang?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Fine, he just won't say anything until they've all left, just like last time.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Fuck it, Shankfang goes too. As far as I know, he's still on good terms with the Marathals.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wanted to talk to a colleague, really. Aldwin Geas is in here.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and where are the pallys?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gosh darn it.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">I thought the group was sticking together?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;He is also a patient, it seems.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm trying to organize you all. &gt;:E

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( looks like I'm having pizza. XP ))

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;So he might not be able to have visitors.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He did deliver their medicine, after all.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dont think he actually had a patient&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He didn't.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is Miron in town, or with the group?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat vas a lie.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari pats the Lia. :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">As I said. He found out he lacks the spell for the day, cursed, and returned

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Good gravy. Such a gnome. XD

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is this correct? Y/N/M/Lobster

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...and most of the group is with him, -again-. Oh boy.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Yes.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">And as I said, he's planning to have a few words with Geas, and see the insides for anything overtly suspicious, then go back to town to find Thomas

Linc:<font color="#000000">As the group approaches the door, the wolf grumbles and growls at them again.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just slowly edges around to knock on the door lightly.

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

Linc:<font color="#000000">Oh hey. Wag.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Tavia, you're up. Make with the butt-sniffing.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Hi hi hi hi! Wagwag. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Didn't we have -two- elven hounds?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The other one is riding on Tathi's shoulders.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">I have.. lost ownership of amadre..

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Or she's blind..

RAM:<font color="#990000">Why is Amadre 2 HD lower?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">wtf. lol

Amadre:<font color="#000000">I'm here! I'm here!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Every time I click Amadre.. I lose vision.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Amadre is not an animal companion.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; :9

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">See if she has vision.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Crap I am losing. D|

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Thinking about it.. that wolf isn't so bad ''

Elros:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Why all the rolls? D:

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Did I miss something?!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">A drinking contest I think shankfang. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I have no explaination for this.. oh well, continue? :3


 * VAE has world's end dancehall playing

VAE:<font color="#000000">such appropriate music for this mess

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">The door opens all the way. The healer is smiling, but it looks... a little strained. &quot;Ah! There you are! Hello. Oh! I take it those are the paladins you brought? Splendid, splendid! Just in time! Most wonderful indeed, excuse me --&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I consider this training for the future.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello, again. And I'm sorry, it seems again you have far more visitors than expected...&quot; Gnogglebolt glances behind himself, &quot;All with their own business, I'm sure. I'll let them talk to you about whatever they want to talk about first.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hello Herr Maraddel! Hy hope de medicine served its purpose?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus drinks. &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 17 + 8 = 25&#160;  &#187; &gt;:9

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good day, noble sirs, you must be here for the saboteur!&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;The --&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I have to get better to beat Anise. *_* *brick'd*

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good day.&quot; Miron's expression could be used to preserve pickles.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">You need to drink with more OCH.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt frowns. &quot;...Marathal, what are you...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh don't try to be modest, of course you are, it's been all over town. This is perfect! I was just considering asking if the Aureate Palm would send a few agents along!&quot; ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;No, they're not.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come, come, this way, I'll bring you to the jailhouse where she's being held.&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;What --&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;They're here to talk to you about something.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">You filthy, rotten spiderfucking liar 

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just sighs. &quot;Goodness gracious. Let's just get this this over with. Arivan, may we come inside to sit down?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang fingers his pistol slightly. Hy knev dis vasn' gunna end vell...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think some of my companions have totally unrelated business to talk to you about. Please, stop worrying.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where who's being held?&quot;


 * Arivan Marathal signs. &quot;(Sszeyl, kindly stop talking and tell Gnogglebolt to stop.&quot; ^^

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Now what's all this about..&quot; Tathi mutters curiously..

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Auran; (&quot;Gnogglebolt.&quot;)

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why, the woman who tried to steal the Artifact of Ragil! Haven't you heard? It's all over town!&quot; ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Be silent for now. Arivan's request.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He refrains from drawing the weapon. For now.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The woman who tried to steal ... &quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's someone related to the case you simply must meet...&quot;

Locke Varten:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now hold on just a --&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 6 + 9 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge Local

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 6&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Sense Motive!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Auran (&quot;If it's his request, perhaps asking why?&quot;)

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks and looks up to Sszeyl before replying slowly with a woosh of breath. &quot;(Understood...)&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">The elf is practically dragging the paladins away while talking. ^^

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 3 + 7 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sense Motive, too

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 13 + 1 = 14&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;I will not.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Na-hah.&quot; |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt decides to play along. &quot;Alright...yes, show us this important saboteur, mister Marathal...very important, I'm sure...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah-ah, Gnogglebolt, this is government business. Go on, go inside, I'll be with you in a minute.&quot; ^^

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">So that's why Aldwin is around, but why the fucking secrecy 

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas has a merry old stress-free time. |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">.....That is, well...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">exactly what I wanted to do.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Out of my hands now. Just must sit back and let it happen.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Miron.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Are they gone?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Inside we go, then?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Arivan has only invited Gnogglebolt inside.&quot;

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

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Get inside. Now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes, they have passed.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am a Leaden Mace Inquisitor. This concerns my organisation and myself.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am a Leaden Mace Inquisitor. This concerns my organisation and myself.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pelor forgive my language.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yes, in we go.


 * Gamal-Junayd heads on in

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright. It seems there has been a terrible miscommunication somewhere.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bless you Saint Cuthbert, brother Geas.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And pettinz for the kitty. :3

Gamal-Junayd whispers: you know...I really wish I had merciful now instead of waiting till castleton. If a inter party fight breaks out, would do wonders for helping to keep everyone alive

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Despite all my efforts to make sure exactly this wouldn't happen.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the fuck are you all doing here and how?!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Dragon gave us a lift.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Watch your language, miss Marathal.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs and leans back--before snapping his head to Miron.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Annoyed gnome is annoyed.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Gnogglebolt is here doing something he -refuses- to share with us.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You hypocrite. Ugh.&quot; He shakes his head and looks back to Sornala.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You're one to talk, Miron.&quot; Tathi says, rolling her eyes. &quot;We arrived via dragon, Sornala.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Everyone else is here because they don't know what he's doing.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm chust along for de ride, und in kase tinks go south.&quot;


 * Aelian swats Edaric's shoulder. Hush! /Liatai

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, Sszeyl, I already told you everything was happening here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I'm here to speak with an expert on elvish medicine and and to ask your father to pass on a note.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Talk straight. And talk fast.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I would have kept you informed, but obviously, mobs are a bad thing&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;You nearly incited one yourself!&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;What were you thinking?!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yet I cannot do anything without a mob following me. This is very frustrating.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Aureate Palm coming here during a drow-related crisis?!&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're going to bring the wrath of Maggie's mob on our heads!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;.....Now, what on earth are you talking about, Sornala?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Krisis?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;More bullshit, I'd say.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Ssh, Miron.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Language, Miron.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I sent a message to Arivan not several days ago to clear this.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Several days ago. When you were travelling FROM RESCA&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Um.. Gnogglebolt? Did you say -when- we'd be arriving?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I even asked specifically if he was ready. His words were to the effect of 'yes'.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;That trip takes several weeks by ship! And just as long by road!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our methods of travel are none of your business, Miss Marathal.&quot;

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

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;What.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I already said?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;A gold dragon flew us here.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Estimated times of arrival do wonders for making sure people are ready&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;What.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...As we said before, Sornala, we have a dragon-friend who happened to be going to Castleton, the same direction we're going.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Seriously, did someone drop a silence spell on me?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If a succubus had brought us here suffed in her bosom, it STILL wouldn't be your business.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;For de tird time, Dragon.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ugh. Just sit down. I'll make some tea.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*flown, not brought

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Okay, Gnogglebolt, did you tell them when you'd be arriving?&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ada will sort you out. You nearly threw him into a panic attack.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...No, because I didn't know when we'd be arriving. I didn't know what our method of travel would be until after I sent the message.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi cannot help but smirk. &quot;Then you are -really- going to hate me when I pick up teleport.&quot;


 * Aldwin Geas is sitting there with the cat. Just. Sitting here. Not getting between Sornala and the group. &gt;.&gt;;;;;;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You mean.. brother Aldwin?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;It means father, Miron.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;In fact...I would have been here sooner if I hadn't stayed with everyone else.&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mazian contraptions are ever so wonderful for rapid transit, after all...&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, you idiot! My father! Look. Just sit down.&quot;

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

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't make me Command you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, Arivan responded to me! He said nothing about timing!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; I'm already sitting...&quot; o.o;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*approaches Aldwin* &quot;Mind telling me what this fuckup is all about?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus accidentally plinks Ezer with a copper.

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

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Miron, remember. If you let your suspicion be too obvious you'll be manipulated. Try to at least pretend.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;And who's the mummy?&quot;


 * Sornala Marathal levels sharp red eyes at Gamal.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;New recruit.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I still don't even know what's wrong here! No one told me anything.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd gladly watch you try that.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust picked him up.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That is our new cook, and resident blade dancer.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I tried to keep in contact...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">(that was a response to the command threat)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">There was no command threat. :p

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, if I have done someting wrong, please, explain to me what I've done.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am Gamal-Junayd, of the Vorel-Svent Tribe. A pleasure to make your aqaintance. They don't tell me much..may I know your name?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sornala Marathal: &quot;Don't make me Command you.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">There was.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Ah. |D

VAE:<font color="#000000">And well, it's not the sort of thing Miron passes over easily

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ada will be able to explain better. When he's sorted out this mess you brought to our doorstep. Norgothea.&quot; She looks back to Gamal. &quot;Sornala Marathal. Do you drink tea? Why are you mummed up?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You listening, brother?&quot; *taps lightly on his shoulder.*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Why is it...oh dear..&quot; Gnogglebolt puts his hands over his face in distress.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas cheaply subsists on free peanuts, much to the chagrin of his hosts. :9

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

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot; I don't want to direct Sornala's wrath at me just yet. Hold on, brother. &quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Miss Maraddel, if Hy may ask, deed de medicine help?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I tried. I really did. I sent a message to Arivan, asking him if this was okay.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He said it was.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: That Elven word was an exasperated &quot;Gnomes.&quot;

You whisper to Meany: That Elven word was an exasperated &quot;Gnomes.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tea would be wonderful, and I cover myself as my countenance is most displeasing to view.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How could I know anything was happening here? He didn't tell me it would be a mess. If I'd been told, I would not have arrived.&quot;

Tathi whispers: I just looked it up. XP

Miron:<font color="#000000">*sigh* &quot;Bloody hell, you're an arm of the law.. you speak like you were her henpecked husband, Aldwin&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I assure you, to cause yet more distress is the last thing I want to do.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">lolz, so much for leaving early to help at your parents place.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: you did remember that no one had asked it

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Quiet, you. &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">*Fraulein, not miss.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Had to look that up.

VAE:<font color="#000000">actually guys

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can't be the worst I've seen.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I tried. What more could I have done, Sornala?&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;''You'll have. To talk. With ada.''&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">mind if I set up water for tea?

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait here. I'll get some tea while you wait.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs. &quot;And I don't suppose we have any estimate for when he'll be back...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">general few minute break for everyone to go to the bathroom or the opposite, I propose

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh Gnoggleboooooolt quit digging yourself deeper.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes, Mazian courier. It's been a big help.&quot; Shankfang does get a small smile. &quot;Thank you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well, I'll wait in silence for his return.&quot;


 * VAE needs tea, has creeping crud

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leans back in his chair and makes like he's trying to nod off.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those who are in dangerous buisness's. perhaps not. but to most folk? I don't really have much of a face left after the fire that took my parent's lives, and untill I have avenged them...I wear the burns to remember them. But most people would fear me rather than talk to me if they saw my face.&quot;


 * Aldwin Geas sighs.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It vas my pleasure, tough Hy em no longer a kourier. Dat vas my last delivery. Now, Hy em preparink for my fiance's arrival.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;... wow. Did you ever set off a firebomb without intending to. I can try to explain a little.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, she's already left.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;it's alright, sir.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;She said to wait for her father.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's what I'm going to do.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brother Steelsprocket, I'm here as an officer of the law, and also as a family friend.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt keeps his eyes closed.


 * VAE back, water is boiling

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's no way you could have known what's been happening in the last week. I'm sure Arivan will understand that.&quot;


 * Shankfang the Deffrider was hoping to make some small talk to try and ease tensions a little. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You could go to the kitchen. :3

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


 * Shankfang the Deffrider does so!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can only hope so, sir, but nevertheless, I do not expect that.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aldwin, I sure don't... but well, I don't like what I've been hearing so far.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It seems my doom for these things to continually explode in my face.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Much like my devices.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy em goink to try und ease the tensions zum...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good luck and godspeed, Shankfang.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang knocks on the wall to announce his presence.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Frau Maraddel?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">19 wisdom, you have served me well. FOOL ME ONCE, THALINDE.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And the attitude of Miss Marathal.. doesn't help things either.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;In fact...&quot; Gnogglebolt sighs.

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;After you left, I spoke with the Marathals about the circumstances surrounding your mysterious letter. I know what you said, and what the scrying showed, and what we saw in the woods, brother. But I had to see it with my own eyes. Hear it from the man himself. The Marathal family's served as my family's physicians for the past fifteen, sixteen years or so, after all. Sornala was a drinking buddy of mine. I had to know.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He leans forward, opening his eyes, but has a very downcast expression.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I've done what I came here to do.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I put those Palm men in contact with Arivan.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry for the fuckup back there, brother. It was my fault - I tripped, the clumsy arse I am.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Under not nearly the circumstances I had intended...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....but at this point....I probably should just leave well enough alone.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sornala's a firebrand, yes. She's always been that way. Given all the flak she's had to have taken, though, can you blame her?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Language, Miron.&quot; That's it, I'm making that a macro

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom continues catching up with Elros. &quot;..I don't think I could pull off the kilt look, really. You know, when you have big tall pale legs and white hair? Nobody wants to see that. You've got that elf blood working in your favor, there.&quot; Sip. |B

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;You have been invited in to sit and talk with Arivan.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He slowly stands up. &quot;I think I'll just leave now, not ruin things any further.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't worry about it -- it was my fault, too.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;At least have the decency to stay and hear what he has to say.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've done enough damage already, haven't I.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Dorf Aias]Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Dorf Aias]Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Waitin'~

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... That's your call. I'll catch you up on anything he has to say if you're not here.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Dorf Aias]Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;What.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'Failed to paste token(s) with duplicate name(s): [Dorf Aias]Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;May Hy lend a hend?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances up to Sszeul and sighs. &quot;Fine...&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#000000">OCH. WHY'RE YE PASTIN' ME.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Friendly goofy Half-Orc smile.

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's just tea. But fine.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leans back into the couch. He has a very defeated air about him.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Did you just call me a Zuel.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang walks up to help.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Psst. OOC, I was trying to give Tech an exit. ^^;

Sszeyl:'''<font color="#A14D7F">Bitch I will kill you. '''

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you dont at least try to fix things, they never will be fixed&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know... she seems to have an overt disregard towards authority... and she isn't the only &quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Avoiding family dramas and all. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">OOC; I was actually hoping someone would stop him. ^^;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Then carry on. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Gimmie ownership of that dorf? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">also, the dramaz doesn't seem to be kicking in yet.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">maybe he just sits and listens, thus he can leave and deal with family issues?

TMG:<font color="#000000">In fact, family hasn't even -left- yet.

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Suddenly.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I was playing up genuine depression in Gnogglebolt.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Listen, Hy vanted to apologize for my group here. Ve deed not mean herm. Gnogglebolt...vell, my future brodder-in-lav gets eksited zumtimes und doesn' alvays tink tinks trough.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You have got to be kidding me.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Nope.jpg

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway... we talked. About the... drow. About the letter.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As for what's happened there... I shouldn't have left cover after checking for traps. I've served in cities, mostly.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oie, sun laddie. Ye fancy yersel' a swallyin contest?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But carry on.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He means vell, at least.&quot; ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ten gold thomas does no better than tomiko did

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;The sender may be a criminal, but the warnings from him have always had a grain of truth in the past, and Arivan seemed to put a lot of stock in it. Better to take it seriously than not. And we're lucky we did.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Bitch, have you seen my fortitude save lately? *w*

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

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Thalinde'BombFox:<font color="#990000">And strolling in behind the dorf! :3

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">No imaginaries. The dwarf is real. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Bullshit. =3= *tosses drink*

BombFox:<font color="#990000">So's the fox!

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;The letter gave some advance notice of a known thief and murderer approaching the town. Vicky Ossalia, the actress... or as we found out her real name as, Vicigloth, a drow saboteur.&quot;


 * BombFox rubs up against Tom's legs. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have heard that name before...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Wait a minute...&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;She stole the Diamond of Falaras from one of Manna's branch museums, you might have heard of the theft.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's who Altonor warned us about in his letter...&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Och, ah hud ye figured as a priest, nae a wizard. That yer familiar?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I haven't... we have been busy hunting a special branch of pirates down in Resca.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, we haven't heard anything, actually.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We came here straight from resca only a few days ago.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;I had.. better not. I'm due to be leaving again soon in polite company. No disrespect indended sir Dwarf. I doubt I would be any challenge to one of the stout folk in a game of drink.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A BLUE FOX WITH A BOMB? REALLY? &gt;:U

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a local legend about here... that if the Diamond of Falaras is joined with the staff of the ancient wizard Indyomallen, who lived near here, it forms a powerful and terrible totem.&quot;

BombFox:<font color="#990000">I'm a Mazian fox! :D

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Thomas. I think at the point your seeing that, you've had enough to drink

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You are imaginary, shoo. =3=

BombFox:<font color="#990000">Rub rub rub. 83

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indyomallen was an insane mage. He was fascinated with, of all things, owlbears.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Aw c'moan. Ah heard th' taller thay ur, th' better thay haud thair dram! Ah will pay fur th' drinks too!&quot; And why, oh why, is his face every single DO IT FAGGOT picture ever?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl facepalms.

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

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;All too many cannot contain the power of the arcane in their minds...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Why must my race be comprised of idiots and lunatics.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;He had a tower to the west of town -- it's in ruins now -- that's said to house his staff, surrounded by traps and ancient monsters bound there in spirit. His greatest, or most terrible, creation, was an abombination of an owlbear named Ragil.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Is that why you are the way you are, dear? OW.&quot; He says, immediately after getting whapped.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Am I the only sane one left?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could the pieces be destroyed while theya re apart?&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know. That's a better question for an archivist.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Railock should make a 'We should destroy it to be safe' macro. &gt;:3 *brick'd!*

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;If they are joined... it's said to summon Ragil's spirit and bind it to the owner of the artifact, as well as grant them tremendous powers beyond reckoning.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;More than likely it just foists the spirit of the original owner on the fool who joined them.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">CLearly, Railock is with the GOC

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The spirit using the new body to resume it's work.'

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hm..&quot; Tathi ponders that artifact for a moment. Appropiate rolls? Arcana and history?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">GOC?

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hard to say. Luckily we never saw it in action.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;From what i have heard, the house Vicigloth is from are information peddlers.. this sounds odd for them.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Uhh.. I don't really think that's a good idea. There could be business around the corner, and we have children with us and all. I'm sorry. We'll be riding in a few hours and all. I don't want to fall off. Really don't want to fall off.&quot; ^^;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt...for about the first time ever, begins to zone out. He's feeling really blue, and the magic talk isn't exactly compelling to him.

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;We -- that's Arivan, me, and a few members of the town guard -- made out to intercept her.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Doo dee doo, waitin'~

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, we did manage to bring her in. But not without help.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 1 + 9 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge local on the staff and &#171;  &#160;1d20+20 = 19 + 20 = 39&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge (arcane)

VAE:<font color="#000000">arcane, on that artifact and similar ones

VAE:<font color="#000000">as in, does the story add up

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, railock GOC... Global Occult Coalition. One of the groups of interest the SCP Foundation has an eye on

VAE:<font color="#000000">They are concerned with destroying anomalies.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ah

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The story's as Aldwin told. The staff is also said to grant the bearer some of the wizard's arcane knowledge, and the power to transform others into owlbears, in addition to summoning Ragil. Ragil was an owlbear that rampaged through the area of Thalinde seven hundred years ago, said to be immune to all but the most powerful spells, and having poison in its scimitar-like claws. In fact, the name Ragil is Elven for &quot;scimitar.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Owlbears. Creatures of pure, unreasoning hatred. Also, owls.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#0000FF">*stares accusingly at Meany*

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;When we arrived at the tower, we found black feathers. Just inside, we found the saboteur tied up and unconscious. The wounds looked... well, a lot like mine from the night we went into the woods. I'm sure it was him.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">It's true.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm rather glad she's under arrest... but this doesn't add up well.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;It took some intensive interrogation, but we did manage to get her to confess to the crime of stealing the gem and having designs on the Staff of Ragil.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just realized, I have enough fighter levels to get all the way up to Greater Weapon Focus. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean.. consider him dropping her off there, for you lot to find. And forewarning you previously.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And then the public got wind of it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;And started rumbling.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have heard that the anarchic fuck, and the drow that she belongs to are in conflict. It'd be so like them to handle it this way.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know.. back after the war, there used to be a bounty on drow. It's hard to confirm, but rumours went that most of those who collected were also drowish.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Language, Miron.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">The macro is fuschia too. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Came in concealed, with a head of their foe, and collected a sack of gold on top of the disgrace.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arivan insisted that the Aureate Palm should be given custody of her -- Old Maggie and others like her wanted her executed at once, but Arivan insisted that someone of that caliber has doubtless committed other crimes. The Palm would be better to sort her out, and to deal with her lethally if they couldn't. I suggested bringing in a Mace friend of mine from Braxton Falls -- ace interrogator. Neither of them have shown up yet. Until now.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know, if you had arrested her yourself, i'd have given that criminal, and his mad ally the slightest benefit of doubt.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arivan seemed to think that she could somehow be redeemed. Hah... that's a Pelorite for you.&quot; {:3

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But this... this seems too much like a setup.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, our arrival is mistaken for the ones who will tie up this mess.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;More than that.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once word got out that the saboteur was a drow -- cleverly disguised, but a drow nonetheless -- the rumors started.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mind pinging me once Sornala responds to Shankfang? Gonna do some reading, and I tend to get rather absorbed and forget to check things when I do. ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2010/10/6/d04c0380-60f3-4dc1-8775-a0c38781d281.jpg

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Pinging me in the IRC, that is.

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;People started thinking Sornala was involved. It's been a rough week on the Marathals. I was here to check in on them.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What'd Shankfang say?


 * Sornala Marathal arches an eyebrow.

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Your future brother-in-law?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah!&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi looks worried.. &quot;That.. is not good. I can see why she's a bit snappy now.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; She scoffs quietly. &quot;I'm one to talk, my mom was human and my dad's a drow. Good health and long life to you both.&quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrrrrr.

TMG:<font color="#000000">*snrrrk* x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Black fire and slag.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's never had to do a clandestine thing in his life, has he?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu. Hy'm gunna need it, at henny rate...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Umm, no. Not really.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I swear, if only I'd known, I wouldn't have come so early...&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ada was fretting when he got that letter back.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He means vell, honestly. He's chust...he's an idealist, und a liddle naiff. Und a Gnome.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't even bother to stay away from real names, much less use a simple code. He's lucky it didn't fall into that Rilynasek spy's hands.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Ruminate less on what was.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Focus on what is.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Did you all really come here on a dragon?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what is is a bad situation that I've made directly worse.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Just like I did back on the Sahuagin Queen...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not anymore.&quot; The door opens, and a slightly bedraggled, tired elf appears.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can't learn if you don't make mistakes. Making mistakes isn't that bad. Not learning from them is&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Lucky. But, vat iz done iz done, yah?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He buries his face in one hand, silent for the moment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Hello again.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot; Thank the heavens Altonor was there... &quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">-- :O

Twist:<font color="#000000">WAIT

Twist:<font color="#000000">THERE'S A KITTEN

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;But yes, Aldwin. Once the Mace gets her... I'm going to Send to Gradia... And thank you.&quot;

Vuz:<font color="#A14D7F">Zzz.

Twist:<font color="#000000">WHO ARE YOU :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He looks up to see the master of the house returning. &quot;I you never want me to come back, I will leave today and deign to never interfere with your life again, sir Marathal.&quot;

Vuz:<font color="#A14D7F">Huzzabuwha?

Vuz:<font color="#A14D7F">WHO ARE YOU.

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot; You don't need to send. She's at my house. &quot;

Vuz:<font color="#A14D7F">Sniff sniff sniff.

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">&quot; Taking up my couch. &quot; =w=;;;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is still pretty clearly giving off an air of failure, still with a crushed expression.

Twist:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniffsniff. o.O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Moff on und look to de future, Frau Maraddel.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">There is, for once, not a trace of excitement in this gnome.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you'll pardon the colloquialism...&quot;

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;Is she? Say, are you going to be here long, or should I go by myself, after I'll be done with the things here?

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--But we can't arm-wrestle. My forearm is as big as your whole arm. How would that even work?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pish posh. There's no way you could have known short of more sendings, and I'm afraid I dropped the ball on that. I'm sorry. I was afraid of being overheard.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De krisis hes been averted, after hall.&quot;

Vuz:<font color="#A14D7F">You smell like familiar.

Vuz:<font color="#A14D7F">Are you familair? :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;At henny rate, Hy trust hyu und you fadder hef been vell since ve left?&quot; :3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;OCH! Try me, laddie!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wanted to be sure I'd contact you at a time you specified to avoid just that, but I never got a reply from the letter I sent Altonor...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Speaking of which, if you do want to stay involved with us, could you please learn how to write a letter that doesn't indemnify us if it's intercepted?&quot; ^^;

BombFox:<font color="#990000">Less talky, more scritchie!

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;He couldn't reply, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, it seems I am in fact far in over my head, and should just back out before I make things worse yet again.&quot; Gnogglebolt looks sadly at the floor.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;First off, that bird has a very limited range. Second, magical and mundane communications into and out of Thalinde, especially by people with drow blood or connected to drow, were being monitored.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(gosh, I'm actually tearing up slightly just typing this. What's that about method acting, again? -3- )

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's sort of like me writing for depressed Miron way before the holidays, when he struck a truce of sorts with Sszeyl


 * Arivan Marathal kneels down to gnome level. &quot;Gnogglebolt... it's all right. It all worked out fine in the end.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt winces. &quot;I didn't know, I don't know anything about silly magic...and the one time I trusted it...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;So this is angst.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are over your head for now... but that will change. All that I ask is that you give it time.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He looks up. &quot;It...did? What happened, then?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is it the elves say, a seed starts with its head underground and ends with its head held high?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Something to that effect. It doesn't translate into common so well.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well... first, a lot of panicking...&quot; ^^;;;;; &quot; Really next time please tell me when you're coming, I expected at least nine days before you'd appear... &quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Did my post get missed again? ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Yes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Use bold.

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well enough.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like Ada's back. Can you help me with the teacups? Too many for one trip.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Uf kourse.&quot; :3

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;How in the world did you collect the paladins and come here so quickly from Resca? Did you teleport?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes...yes, absolutely. Though, I actually don't expect to be out this direction again for a very long time...it's part of the reason why I was so eager on bringing the paladins so soon.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Dragon flight.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, er, actually.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang picks up a number of teacups and follows after Sornala.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are heading to Castleton, and we have a dragon-friend heading the same way.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Though, honestly?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I hadn't stuck with everyone else, I would have been here sooner.&quot;


 * Arivan Marathal looks back and forth between all assembled, then blinks back at Gnogglebolt. &quot;....&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;By...a certain measure of teleportation, yes.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tea iz ready!&quot; :3

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">Sense Motive &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...In fact. He said he wanted to meet you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;ButI'mnottheonewhotoldhim!&quot; Gnogglebolt quickly says.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... Oh dear sunlord, how much did you tell... everyone? &quot; ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang walks about, handing out teacups to everyone, and keeps one for himself.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I...I also didn't say a word to the paladins about why I was bringing them here.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I didn't tell anyone.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir Varten was asking me about drow the whole way.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh, by the way? Do tell your friend, I spoke to my father on his behalf. He was.. incredulous, to say the least.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Oh that was me.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was everyone else was telling other people about you, this time.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please believe me.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was lucky that Altonor agreed to meet with him and continue his negotations with the Palm.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And a teacup for Sornala, too. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Better said, he wasn't a gullible moron.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I wondered if Altonor had moved on to Yoriver, given the situation is escalating rapidly.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Thanks.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">That does sound sincere, Shankfang.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Uf kourse. Allow me.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway...oh yes, do continue. What else happened?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes the kettle as well, and goes about pouring everyone's tea.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The situation would be escalating rapidly if he'd moved there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Slowly, Gnogglebolt seems to be getting his old spark back. It's subdued, and he still looks weary, but his eyes are starting to brighten just a little.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Everyone, considered yourself tea'd.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">TEA'D.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's not much more to tell. Altonor met with them at the jailhouse, and I left them discussing their negotiations. It may not have been clear before, but -- oh, thank you -- Shenkfang? Or was it Shankfang?&quot; ^^;;;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">As is habit, Miron refuses. He isn't gonna drink anything in these peple's house.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And last but not least, tea for himself and Sornala.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He has some trouble removing the accent.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef a tick accent, Hy know.&quot; :3


 * Gamal-Junayd sips at his tea

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Anyway. Altonor has already been pursuing fellowship with the Aureate Palm. But... I had really hoped that you would have taken my advice and spoken to Rhylinar before making this bold move. Thank Pelor, my cover is still intact. &quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rhylinar would be better able to explain the political situation surrounding us.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh, so you didn't tell them? Very well...&quot;

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


 * Aldwin Geas leans over and whispers to Miron, &quot; I also got one of those balck feathers as a scrying tie. &quot; |3

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">*black

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszeyl down the cup in one long sip.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mmm. Goot tea, Frau Maraddel.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">And breathes out a small cloud of steam. =3=

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's no way you could have known short of talking to him... but I can try to explain in brief.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vould hyu like zum more, Sszeyl?&quot;

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

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Gnogglebolt, the Aureate Palm cannot make any open statements regarding alliance with us as a whole.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Perhaps in a moment.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Perhaps that's what Gradia meant by stating they have some already.. At least it might not have been entirely in vain ''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I didn't say anything about any 'open' statements, I agreed with that...&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust lemmee know ven.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I am the Tea Master! @_@

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( pizza ordered, puppy fed. :3 ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I figured it -would- be kept under wraps just between the two organizations...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are, after all, a rebel faction of a foreign state, in political terms. To say nothing of the furor it would evoke from... oh, how many nations and peoples to be allied with drow. At least three?&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No need to go public with it, like you said.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's just it, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Since this conversation seems to be more about Gnogglebolt's plans than anything that'd actually concern myself... I would wish to excuse myself. I have things to discuss with Brother Lazarus.. as well as with my superiors.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;They cannot keep it 'under wraps.' To make such an alliance would involve negotiations with the king. With foreign powers. And the king will not risk the alliance of the Metorans and of the Kogoruhn, not to mention myriad others, for the sake of a handful of drow. The Palm can offer pretty words, and succour to individuals... but they cannot make an alliance with us, clandestine or open, without the king's orders.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please don't take this as meaning you need to talk to the king and bring him here, am I clear?&quot; ^^;;;;;;;;;;;


 * Gamal-Junayd chuckles

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sszeyl, how are you with kidnapping royalty?&quot; Tathi asks jokingly.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please don't even joke about that!&quot; D:

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt waves a hand in an attempt at reassureance. &quot;Don't worry, don't worry. After this fiasco...I don't think I'll be trying anything for a long time.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I don't kidnap.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian smirks.. &quot;Well, we'd need to sneak into the castle first. Maybe a few grappling hooks.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I only have two combat modes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Leathal and non.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">lethal*

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That would be non-lethal, Sszeyl.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;The last time politics caught up with us, we had to move from Lissan Rook!&quot; ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Then I would still not kidnap royalty.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Too much hassle.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron stands up, bows, and slowly departs. &quot;Farewell.. Aldwin, if Gnogglebolt starts spinning up utter nonsense, sick Linc on him, eh?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Now letting someone else kidnap royalty that I've incapacitated would be nice, but you can never trust people desperate enough to attack royalty directly.&quot;


 * Aldwin Geas chuckles. &quot;Of course, brother. Take care. If you want to talk later, I'll be around town. Just look for Linc.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can we please stop planning treason in my living room?!&quot; ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He could use a higher outlook on things. And sure I will. Hell, you might find me in the tavern, even.&quot;:

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs. &quot;I sincerely hope you don't have to do so again because of me.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So..are you saying we can't trust you then if you'd be willing to do so?&quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniff. o.o

Twist:<font color="#000000">.... play-bat.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways, Miron goes to Geas's house first.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;It's only treason if I'm a citizen.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Sniffsniffsniff. :O

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I'm an immigrant.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">can I mapwarp him?

Vuz:<font color="#A14D7F">Tail pounce.


 * Arivan Marathal looks over and seems to take in Gamal for the first time. O.o

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, done. Tell me when I can have him knock there

VAE:<font color="#000000">For now, nature calls, brb

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Wait, what was that, Gamal? What are you talking about?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... er... sir, are you all right? All those bandages -- do you need healing?&quot; o.o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then looks at Arivan. &quot;Oh.. oh dear. That's right.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um, Arivan Marathal, this is Gamal Junayd. He's a new member of our little group.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 7 + 18 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Heal check, taking in the 'mummy.' O.o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Actually I really shouldn't say 'little'...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am fine&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;O-oh. I see. A pleasure to meet you. Sorry it had to be under such circumstances.&quot; ^^;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're probably very confused.&quot;

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">:O! Mah tail!!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Considering how much I get told by them? Yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, um. None of us told him anything until just now, in fact...I wasn't ever planning to bring him in on this, considering how 'need-to-know' all of this is.&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, whereas I'm starting to really make an effort to never give away a secret that isn't mind, everyone behind me goes blabbing.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*isn't mine

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Brodder, may Hy borrow Schnarky for a bit?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Secrets are really only secret if your the only one that knows.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks. &quot;Huh? Er...okay?&quot; Gnogglebolt lifts the neon-green lizard off his shoulder and hands it over to Shankfang, whirere it squirms and crawls up him.

VAE:<font color="#000000">so, once again, tell me when I can have Miron knock, and discuss his stuff with Gradia, hopefully

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;The best way to keep a secret; keep it to yourself. Second best: tell one person, if you must. There is no third best.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Pet pet pet. Ownership for ease of movement, please?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Gradia is in Braxton falls.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know. I didn't tell anyone after we left Thalinde...&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">She's at Geas's house

VAE:<font color="#000000">which is why he left so soon

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Wrong she. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">he was thinking of a Sending, but noep

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Knock away.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang gives the Sparker some scritchies, before presenting him to Sornala. Operation Improving Relations, go! :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">After a brisk walk, the short inquisitor approaches Geas's home, and knocks on the door adorned with many clawmarks from a massive wolf

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well.... would you be willing to hear some advice now, Gnogglebolt?&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Spire-ear wiggle.

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything to make up for this.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--so why have I never seen any half-dwarves?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and sorry Hatari, you will be dealt with once this discussion finishes :3

Railock:<font color="#000000">cause they are hairless and sterile so probably get killed on sight

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's fine. It's actually very fun coming up with ridiculous out of context things for Thomas to say.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know how it feels.. was like this with Trofim half the time, simply because his motivations were .... odd

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;How mony dwarves dae ye see galloping butt naked thro' th' woods? Sober?&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">http://darksun.wikia.com/wiki/Mul

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand... you're a gnome, a Mazian, and a good soul. It's within your nature to leap into action when you see someone struggling. But, since you are now involved in this almost inextricably... Please remember that you are dealing with elves, and that not all elves are like your friend Tathi. I'm sorry miss. &quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I...I'll try.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They are completely hairless like their dwarven ancestors,&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Sornala, you have a Mazian Sparker being presented to you. &quot;Say hi!&quot; :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">That Mul.. .asides from the fact it's literally the word for &quot;mule&quot; in slovak, he looks like the black dwarves from Looking for Group

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- What is that creature?&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">dark sun hsa different dwarves but yeah..only half dwarf around

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just was raised to always ask two questions; 'Do I see someone needing help?' and if so, 'Can I give them the help they need'?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I would half think he would be glad of that.&quot; Tathi says with a smile.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Is your business concluded then?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He's a Mazian SCHparker, a domesticated form uf (schparker?) Lizard. Very friendly, und fun to play vith.&quot; :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">anyways, for the case it got lost in text, Miron did knock already.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also... if you are still interested in trying to help us, and this goes for all of you -- who would I be to turn away allies who have proven themselves to a degree -- please, please talk to Rhylinar before doing anything.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">The little thing suddenly starts making a rapid clicking, snapping sound as its spire-ears and tail vibrate. For all us modern players, Sornala's hair now looks like a balloon was rubbed on it.

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">Poofdrow.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">|3 &quot;See?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Where is he again?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, goodness. It's hard to keep track of him. Sszeyl? Do you know?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I think we last saw Rhy riding out east with his druid friend?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Or was it west? &gt;:9

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Ezzebek, if my calculations of his rate of travel are correct.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh heavens no.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;He's slowed down then.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;His brother was much faster.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;He wouldn't go there. Too dangerous. Far too dangerous for someone like him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Oh that's what you mean.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;He has a mission there.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy tink he likes hyu. Vant to hold him?&quot; :3

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;This isn't some kind of prank, is it?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Nein. No prank.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;If I recall his mission objective correctly...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... oh. So that's what he meant by sending Izzy.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Kidnapping, assassination, not necessarily in that order.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's out there that would need a mission like that?!&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;The last I heard, he was in the Castleton area, or Greyspire -- oh, actually. I know how to manage this.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Cousins. =3=&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could you wait just a moment? I need to write a letter.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor knocks again. ''I wonder if she's asleep on the couch again... ''

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or finish a letter.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Sure.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Scrying! Do not disturb!&quot;


 * Sornala Marathal holds out her hands for the sparker.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket.. can I come in?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">Arivan disappears for a moment into another room.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang carefully hands the little lizard to her, giving him a scritche behind the ear. :3

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Steelsprocket? How -- Striga! The door.&quot;

Striga:<font color="#000000">Hoo!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Operation: Improving Relations - Success! :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;-- and this one tiefling was like, &quot;I'm not going alone with you, I want a half-elven doctor. You're a Human! Humans $&amp;%@ everything that moves! Just look at me!&quot; And I just got to thinking how I've never seen a half-not-Human before. It was like, Gods, maybe she's right. And --&quot; Oh Tom.

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Wriggle wriggle crawl.

Striga:<font color="#000000">Hoo.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods at the owl, then silently moves inside*

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">The halfling is hunched over a mirror.

BombFox:<font color="#990000">Tom, you now have a BombFox draped over your shoulders. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">*stares over her shoulder*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh no, bombs. D: *brick'd*

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">It displays the Marathal living room. &quot;Checking in on Inquisitor Geas.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;See? Friendly as a puppy.&quot; |3

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

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;And just as energetic.&quot;

Aldwin Geas:<font color="#000000">Inquisitor Geas is currently surrounded by animals. :3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well tis true, doncha ken? That's th' kinch wi' bein' entirely tae free-willed. Sure, ye open yersel' tae ilka opportunity, bit in th' same sentence, ye open yersel' tae ilka opportunity!&quot;

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;Has there been.. an explicit reason to?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">silent speech, of course

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Oxymoron. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( The word you are looking for is whisper. ))

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">there's a slovak expression for this

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;hovorit potichu&quot; which is just that -silent or quiet speech

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;ticho&quot; is silence

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Precaution only. The Palm and an adventuring party rushing to the scene where he was visiting was disconcerting.&quot; She looks at Miron over her glasses.

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Mouthing the word? ))

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">whisper fits

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Here we are!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust don' lick him. Hyu'll get qvite a schock.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sorry to ask this of you. But...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Who among you would like to play courier?&quot; ^^;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan.&quot; :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;To who, and for what reason?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So says the former courier.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will. Least I can do.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; -- Well I guess there was the half-dragon-half-bush the one time. Man, don't even get me started on that one.&quot; Sip.

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;An adventuring party, yes. It seems Gnogglebolt is intent to carry out that nonsense we have seen him discuss the last time we met.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">After a moment's thought, Shankfang gets a sly smile, rubs the sparker just right and...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Half-Orcpoof!

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


 * Arivan Marathal holds up an envelope bearing the Raiders' seal -- for the newcomer, imagine this pressed into red wax. http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111205011538/akellon/images/6/6e/MysterySymbol.png

Snarky:<font color="#000000">k-k-k-k-k-k-k-clik

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;It has the ward on it from last time, so please don't try to open it.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;It wouldn't end well.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Duly noted. Who are we taking it to?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang's hair goes poof! |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silverthrush, or Zairith? Or someone else?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Facepalm.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Silverthrush is bound to check in when you return to Castleton. If anyone would be able to get in touch with Rhylinar, no matter where he was, it would be him. Please give this to him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--and then -- wait.&quot; Thomas slams his hands down on the banister and half-closes his eyes.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I just got the weirdest feeling.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ya drunk?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus balls a fist. *_*

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">This time, Shankfang puts a finger on Sornala's shoulder and rubs the Sparker in that same spot...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">need to cook dinner,m afk

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Give to Silverthrush for Rhylinar.&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#990000">K-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-click.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Drowpoof, take two. |3

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, just give it to Silverthrush. He'll know who it's for.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Is your business concluded, Gnogglebolt, Arivan?&quot;

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


 * Arivan Marathal hands over the letter.

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;Either way.. I have several things to discuss once you are less busy&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless there was something else you wished to discuss? Oh yes, and please avoid real names when you're talking about us in letters, real names are scrying ties and security risks. &quot; ^^;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt takes it and stows it. &quot;Well then...I suppose I should cease imposing on you, and get out of your life for a good long while, if not for good...Anyone else have anything they want to say to the good man?&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, Hy do!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Rub rub rub, finger on Arivan's shoulder...

Snarky:<font color="#990000">K-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-click.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;I have business with you, Arivan.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">Poof! The elf jumps a bit.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Both professional and non.&quot;

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

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


 * Arivan Marathal tries to smooth down his hair. ^^;;;; &quot;O-oh? I... I see.&quot; ^^;;;;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Public or non?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;For some reason, Sszeyl keeps saying he wants to punch Altonor. I cannot fathom why.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thought I should warn you.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I cannot fathom why

VAE:<font color="#000000">that.. ahahaha

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Non. If you are practiced in the hand speech, I would use that.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Then let us begin.&quot;)

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">You sure you wanna hand-sign in front of a couple of hyper-curious polyglots?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;....&quot; Uh-oh. The bard's got that 'I wonder...' look in his eye again...

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">The dwarf stares.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Good luck having a good enough will check enough to recall the -entire- conversation.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">With flapping hands.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Will? That'd be Int...

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Wis* ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Urge to punch faces fading..&quot; *_*

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Would you prefer moving into a different space so we're not flapping our hands at each other silently across the room?)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Whew. I'm done for the night.&quot; {|3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Very well.&quot;)

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">Flicker-fade. &quot;Yes, inquisitor?&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;But ye ainlie drank three pints!&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's... let's start in order.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(What business is this?)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;The angry gnome, Miron, has a book of monsters and subspecies that he pulls information from. Fortunately it is old, he has not memorized it, and several passages destroyed.&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;First there are the matters dealing with the letter the group has delivered previously. Inquisitor Geas has .. notified me of a suspicious circumstances regarding the arrest of a particular Drowish criminal.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;If any one of those things were not true, Miron would know exactly what a ghost-spider is because Altonor gave him the name.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Rub rub, click, Sornala poof again. |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I wonder if Comprehend Languages would work on hand-talking.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, really. That's enough.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Edaric, please don't even joke about prying, we've far overstayed our welcome already...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Aww, but it's fun!&quot; :3 &quot;Here, hyu try it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The issue is... this warrants a more thorough investigation, never mind interrogation of the subject than was carried out. Listen to my reasoning.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust rub him here, put a finker on zumone, und pouf!&quot;

Snarky:<font color="#000000">Snkt! This time, Shankfang gets an actual zap on his finger.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">:08

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cat just broke one of my dragon figurines &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:08 at :08

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

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

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F"> &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh no!

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

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

Dorf Aias: <font color="#ff">(( And that was the end of Cocoa.... :P ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">NOTHING IS SAFE ANYMORE. DX

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Welcome to cat ownership.


 * Arivan Marathal 's shoulders sag slightly, and he signs.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">back

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;By virtue of.. being one of the Mace liaisons for the group who brought the letter along... I have heard a thing or two about the drow. Vicigloth specially.. her noble house seem to be information traders and spies. I very much suspect if she really needed the gem, she'd have hired a professional to steal it. All in all, the modus operandi doesn't add up.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Or not, looks like de liddle guy hes hed enough.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Normal pettinz now. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Further on, the drow she belongs to... and those from the Lolthian city the anarchist Altonor hails from are in colflict. It seems to me like this is a way to use the town guard and the Mace to deal with their foes, while trying to insinuate themselves into favour.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I suspected that might cause problems, but Altonor insisted. How would you avoid a foe that you do not know, after all? If we told you to look out for a drow, that would lead you astray. To tell you to watch for an elf would also lead you astray. We have become... so accustomed to dealing with the underbelly of drow society that it is difficult to remember what is known and what is not.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;I can understand that. And I can respect it. Please convey to Altonor that the next time I see him, I shall punch him in the face.&quot;)

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, as I said to Geas, such things have happened before. Concealed drow claiming bounty on heads of their foes back after the war.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">A small chuckle. &quot;(... I suppose. May I tell him why? I would warn you that you may break your hands, but... you are a martial artist.)&quot; ^^;;;;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I ... she's obviously scum, but we should get to the bottom of this, and not just get our strings pulled by a madman on a flying horse.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Understood.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said.. did the scrying on Marathals bring forth any results?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Miron is justifably suspicious of us. But he is unable to control himself. If he were to learn this, he would very likely become a pawn to some one or some thing that wishes to see our entire species extinct.&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There was a particularly critical week I had in mind back whne we last met.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;And there are too few of us left to allow that.&quot;)

TMG:<font color="#000000">That 'particularly critical week' was the one that Aldwin -told- us about. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">The drow saboteur.

TMG:<font color="#000000">the one you, you know, were just talking about. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">One and the same.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know

VAE:<font color="#000000">but the question is whether scrying on them provided any more info

VAE:<font color="#000000">He knows that, tech

VAE:<font color="#000000">but I doubt Aldwin was there when Gradia was doing it

VAE:<font color="#000000">so he has the dummy-mode version of the events

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;All positive. Despite their... insistance on supporting criminals and rebels, and the fact that they have drow blood, they seem on all accounts to be true Pelorites and servants of the community. They were invaluable in preventing the creation of the Staff of Ragil. The shaft of the staff is now in Mace custody.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;We may yet use them to flush out the criminals and heretics they associate with, provided we are careful about it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm... maybe Pellan'zyne is merely foolish, and a pawn to the remaining lot.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">See? Surveilance by servants of the law isn't automatically a bad thing. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm looking forward to the day the only steel near Altonor will be bars and a chain on his leg.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Did you miss that plan Gradia just said? :B


 * Thomas Lazarus goes on to follow the Red Steel arc and create a dictatorial Orwellian government. *w*

TMG:<font color="#000000">I actually just held back making a comment about party-splitting adversarial actions.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell.. those cuts did hurt..&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(... did you just feel a cold chill?)&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tech, the party holds as it does. If it will split, it will.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It was a deliberate tongue-in-cheek remark. You know.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Like 60% of ''everything I say. :P''

VAE:<font color="#000000">At the moment, they have still a common goal

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(One moment, I'll throw another log on the fire. Was there anything else you wanted to discuss with me?)&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">dealing with Sseyl's problem

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang watches as the Sparker hops down and returns to Gnogglebolt. |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dey're kute liddle guys, yah?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, for the second matter, which regrettably also involves the drowish anarchist.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are there any curative potions you would like to stock up on while you're here, or medicines?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say, are you familiar at all with what's going on in Yoriver, Gradia?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy tink Hy em goot, but tenks.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;My next line of questioning is medical-related. So when you return, do you have a list of your fees for differing services?&quot;)

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh riiiiight.

GM:<font color="#000000">Before I forget.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">uh oh

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone please roll Fort?

VAE:<font color="#000000">what the hell is that token

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Smirky Kira.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+fortitude = 5 + 6 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+fortitude = 15 + 7 = 22&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Fortitude Save : &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 11 + 8 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh boy. xD Fort? &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Even me?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 4 + 10 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Fort

GM:<font color="#000000">You are, after all, still in a town with a whooping cough outbreak.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;-- and she was like, 'Well of course not, as you well know, we're a chaste order!' And I actually asked the head priest about taking my vows later. Oh my gosh, was I ever embarassed.&quot; Fort &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 8 + 8 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">You're safe, Sszeyl. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">TOUGHGNOME

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy schtill hef a fev healink potions left. Tough, dey are zumvat veaker potions...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;-- and she was like, 'Well of course not, as you well know, we're a chaste order!' And I actually asked the head priest about taking my vows later. Oh my gosh, was I ever embarassed.&quot; Fort &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 13 + 8 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 10 + 4 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Uh oh. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 10 + 4 = 14&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Fort!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Uh. Take the 16. :B

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Looks a lot like Jesse from Pokemon

VAE:<font color="#000000">but I can't recognise

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Also &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 4 + 8 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Maxissoren:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 2 + 18 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; =3=

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

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 14 + 6 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Oh no.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oooh, -so- close to an autofail, Max--!!

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; =w=

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I can not imagine how bad it would of been if max had whooping cough while carrying us

VAE:<font color="#000000">terri too

TMG:<font color="#000000">Coughy little girl!

VAE:<font color="#000000">can dragons een get human diseases?

GM:<font color="#000000">And yet, somehow, EVERYONE is safe. :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean.. dragon shapeshifts for a day or two, germs die

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Tough, Hy hope Hy don' katch de kough again.&quot; =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">Saint Cuthbert protects me.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, -everyone-? Cool. :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">DC 10.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Thank you Fighter levels. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So yeah. :B

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(When I return...? I'm sorry, could you sign that again?)&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I'm afraid I didn't understand.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hyu know vat, yah. Hy tink Hy vould like to schtock up on a fev potions, now dat Hy tink about it.&quot; ^^;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is outside of my jurisdiction.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Is there something wrong?)&quot;

Twist:<font color="#000000">Purrrrrrr?

Twist:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniff -- ZAP -- ROWR!


 * Twist hightails it and hides behind the plant.

Twist:<font color="#000000">O_O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Lia? *points up to last post* ^^;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are you looking for? And candy form or standard?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hyu kan make it into kundy?&quot; :o


 * Sornala Marathal offers curative potons for standard prices.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Chaste orders ur a joke. Thir's even bin a few dwarven ones. 'n' that's whaur th' joke o' mixed fluff hairs comes from!&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course. It's what I do. It makes it easier for kids to swallow and take their medicine.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--I said, &quot;But you can't do that with him! D:&quot; and she was all like, &quot;Oh no? And why the hell not?Are you suddenly dad or something? Is he not good enough for you?!&quot; And I was like, &quot;Because lycanthropy can spead that way!!&quot; And then he was like, &quot; Not a werewolf. Sergal. &quot; And then she hit me.&quot; Sip. Sway.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello, Thomas.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's your bearded friend?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, hi Max.&quot; |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">....Oh gawd, man. xD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat iz genius! Hy vill take fiff uf de moderate kurink potions, please. In kundy form.&quot; :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm, that is true, I suppose. However, there is a clustefuck waiting to happen there with people like Altonor getting involved... let's say that fortunately our commander has taken an interest in those matters, too, Cudgel be thanked.&quot;

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll just grab them from the stock. That'll come to one hundred and fifty platinum, if I'm not mistaken.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You know, I never caught his name~&quot; |D

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">The dwarf was laughing uproariously, slamming his mug into the table several times, and then he looked over at Max.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">150 PP spent, with a 10 PP tip. :3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">And he stopped.

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any preference for flavor?&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">And he stares.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">And stares...

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Back from unannounced afk.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">WITH PRETZELS.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, -there- you are, meany

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">And then he leans in reeeeaaalll close to Max. And sniffs.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">And then he locks his gaze on Max.


 * Max pokes the dwarf's forehead. &quot;Eyes up here, please.&quot; :3

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You reek lik' a dragon.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Apple. Also, dat gives me an idea...&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maaaaax. That's a ladies' line.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not always.&quot; :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a number of things I'll have to check regarding that.. well, if the Braxton Falls branch is entirely out of that whole mess, i probably can't discuss anything with you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Sorry, was reviewing what I said to find the error.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mind if Hy valk vith hyu? Hy vould like to schow hyu zumddink.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;You just said you were going to put an additional log on.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;What were you going to put the log -on- anyway?&quot;)

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Okay, what's up? Why are you so interested in following me everywhere? Aren't you engaged?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I hazard a guess the fireplace is right behind him. :B

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(The fireplace, right there.)&quot; O.o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Have you all been catching up with our friends?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">....-that- gets Gnogglebolt's attention.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He shoots an irritated look at Shankfang.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Is that what the phrase means? To throw fuel into a fire?&quot;)

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not in the slightest. Buying silk for Vira and Mama.&quot; :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah Hy em. Hy chust hef an idea!&quot; Shankfang digs into his bag, and produces one of the fruits he got at Resca. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ahh. How's that been going?&quot; |D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy tink dis vould make a goot flavor.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;An' plushies!&quot; Terri holds up a plush dog. &quot;To go with the Happy!&quot; :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've been having a good time.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Rub it in their faces. &gt;:3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is just being friendly. Don't read into it. =3=

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're already made. It would take a whole day to make a new batch.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Your mukker 'ere is stowed oot o' wild stories, bit nae near enough ale.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;For future reference, Frau Maraddel.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, from what I know,there were circulatories regarding the situation.... though that might mostly be in the Charred Veld area, might have just been orders from their High Commander.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Yes -- a log is a piece of wood chopped from a tree.)&quot; ^^; &quot;(... Did you already know that and I was just being odd in my phrasing?)&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(-- Anyway!)&quot; :. &quot;(What's the matter? Is there something wrong you need treatment for?)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;I know what a log was. But I did know the specific phrase 'to put a log on.'&quot;)

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Sorry. To put a log on the fire. I left out the fire.)&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(-- But! The medical matter!)&quot; D:

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Ah.&quot;)

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Is there something wrong?)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;This is a case of preventative care. A consultation is the human phrase for it, I think?&quot;)

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can see that. Will you be safe to keep going tonight, or should we look into booking rooms at the inn?&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;I was wondering if, aside from the sun, there were common pathogens or other malays that those coming from so far underground as Ezzebek should expext upon coming to the surface.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Yes.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ohhhhhh~ I'll be fine. I'm not driving, afterall. We should really keep pace, too.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">I did just liken the sun to a disease.

Sszeyl:'''<font color="#A14D7F">Do you hear me, Pelor!? '''

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Malaise, I think you were aiming for...)&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Oh, thank you.&quot;)

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">He says to one of the Shining One's clerics... ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">But that was OOC. D:

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Pelor forgives. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Pelor also GIVES YOU SKIN CANCER. *smote*

Miron:<font color="#000000">*sigh* &quot;I suppose I'll take that as a &quot;no&quot; on discussing any aspects of the situation there. Very well...the Braxton Falls branch is busy enough to afford to keep in touch with issues literally across the mountains.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way, there's a third thing, where you can definitely help, as you are a far better scryer than me.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Quite a number. It's probably thanks to your intensive physical training that you didn't become terribly ill along your journey. Even the common cold or a flu can be hazardous... not to mention things like smallpox and measles. Without proper medical attention, those can easily disfigure, to say nothing of their lethality. Come to think of it, have you ever had chicken pox?)&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">Those hands are going a mile a minute. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;There is a pox on chickens in this country? :.&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;...What is a chicken, again?&quot;)

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, inquisitor?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">^^;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;I wonder who they offended to have a pox on them.&quot; =3=)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">whom*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Elros strokes his pathogen bottles and shifty-eyes from beneath his Link hat.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;See, while dealing with a particularly nasty gang of slavers in Resca, I came across a Vecnan cultist sticking with them for the time. Due to... let's say lack of insight on part oft the group I was with.. and my lack of anticipation of such, he escaped. However, I have kept with me the candle-stand from his altar, which has the Hand on it... I wonder if it's enough of a scrying token.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd looks bored, and looks over at shankfang

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang...what exactly is that thing you ride around on?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Chicken pox is the common name for a childhood disease among humanoid races. Most common among human and halfling children. Mostly harmless, except for itching and its contagious nature among children. If contracted later in life, however, or by those with weakened immune systems, it can cause complications.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is munching on the sea-fruit he bought.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De Deffbike?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;yes.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(... A chicken is a gound-bird raised for its eggs and meat.)&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have learned how to scry recently.. but I am barely proficient, and no match for yourself. I wonder if you could attempt to ascertain the location of this man. He introduced himself as Rosario Paz, though I doubt it's his real name.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;How quaint.&quot;)


 * Sornala Marathal hands over five round, wrapped candies that glow faintly.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can certainly try.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*digs the candlestand out of his robes*

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;The scrying tie?&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;So have a healer on hand for all new arrivals from the Underdark?&quot;)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gratitude's on my side.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It's a Mazian device. It uses a miniature boiler fueled by incindigas to driff a kranksheft, vich rotates de driff veel in de back at ekstremely high schpeeds.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Yes. Altonor and I fill that function in our group, as well as others who you do not know.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes the candies. &quot;Danke, Frau Maraddel.&quot; :3

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">Scry...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">does it hover or have whells? kinda hard to tell form the picture

RAM:<font color="#990000">It has wheels.

TMG:<font color="#000000">better hope Paz never opened Magic of Eberron and cast Scry Trap... &gt;.&gt;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">two or 4?

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

Rosario Paz:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11+5-4 = 1 + 11 + 5 - 4 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">What's Scry Trap?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, I thought the deffbike matched the picture and was on one wheel. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman; I'l...tell you in a minute...

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;I see. Thank you for that. There is one other thing...&quot;)

RAM:<font color="#990000">It has a second small wheel in the front.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;But..how does it stay up with only two wheels? shouldn't it...fall over like if you takea wheel off a wagon and set it by itself?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">It's just hard to see in the picture.

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( A nat 1 on a will save against scrying. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( There is a joke somewhere in that. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Hatari help me out here. ))

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">....nat 1s on saves -are-, incidentally, autofails...

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">We scry on Rosario during a most compromising moment of his personal life. *brick'd*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Thomas: MOM!?!?!

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

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">You see... blackness. A flicker of something moving in it -- a hallway -- robes sweeping -- people talking -- and then -- &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 17 + 9 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No. Vunce hyu get zum schpeed, it becomes incredibly easy to balance.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De faster hyu go, de easier it iz to balance.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;But what about balacing before it's up to speed?&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">Gradia frowns, wrestling with the arcane energies. Her hands grip the sides of the mirror tightly. &quot;-- he is resisting. There is a ward in place -- a False Vision --&quot;

Rosario Paz:<font color="#000000">A floating eye appears in the mirror before the mirror ripples back into its normal appearance.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It does not take very much schpeed. In fact, de effeck iz almost immediate vunce hyu schtart to accelerate. Ontil den, hyu chust keep a foot on de ground.&quot;


 * Gradia Thorngage spits curses quietly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;...What complications can be expected from half-drow children? I of course know the mental and sociological issues, but the union of the two differeng species doesn't cause a greater likelyhood of some diseases, does it?&quot;)

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;... scrying detection. We have likely been seen.&quot;

Miron: <font color="#000000">&quot;Three fucks in a bucket.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's thinking of getting biz-zay with Swallowtail already? :U


 * Arivan Marathal looks at Sszeyl curiously.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Ahahaha-no.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">She would kill me.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least we aren't in a compromising location... and well, both of us aren't exactly undercover operatives, either.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Forewarned is forearmed.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Or...would she?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">What is the word phrase... damn straight? =3=

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( I'm going to live for literal centuries, I should probably know these things. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Huh, so she would.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;And how does a boiler...keep it moving without any muscles? Is it functioning likea golemn, using magic to move?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No magic, no.&quot;

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


 * Arivan Marathal chuckles a little, tucking a stray bit of hair behind his ear before signing again. &quot;(Well... I suppose you've chosen a good resource. It seems, actually.... that the opposite is the case. Are you familiar with the concept of hybrid vigor, perhaps?)&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;But how can you have motion, with neithe muscles or magic? Or is there something trapped in the boiler?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shall I leave it with you? Given our circumstances.. I don't think I'd be capable of a better result,&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lemme see if...okay. Have you been watching Shankfang's gun?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;No.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">My conversation has been yoinked. =3=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not really, no. He points it and it goes boom. some strange form of wand I thought.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It has power that creates a tiny explosion. If you were to ignite the amount of power in an open space, like on a table, it would simply pop. In fact, Shankfang, can you demonstrate? You've a lot more powder than me, can I borrown an ounce?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oops, trying to help. -3-

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I'm just doing this cause I'm bored and not much iomportant rp for me to be in. so just keep it going. it's rp for the bored!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Yeah, same here. Waiting for Sszeyl to let go of Arivan's ears--er, eyes? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hey I've been talking to myself in a bar for like four hours. :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy don' tink de Maraddel's vould appreciate scorch marks in der home, Brodder.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(That's a bit of a tangent, I suppose... Half-elven -- and half-drow -- children tend to be hardier than their elven parents to a degree. The concept of hybrid vigor is most often discussed in breeding pets or livestock, but it seems to apply to humanoid species as well. It's the idea that 'purebred' creatures are more susceptible to disease than those with mixed bloodlines. A mutt, for example, tends to be healthier than a purebred greyhound over the course of its life.)&quot;

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

Sornala Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;I see.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Lemmee try to eksplain...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Nice weather we're having, eh, Tathi, Ael?&quot; ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yeah but I'm with people so if I started talking to myself it wouldn't work as well

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see, well...it's all just very physical. It's difficult to explain without a visual representation.&quot; Gnogglebolt shrugs and sits back, letting Shankfang crack at it.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Oh, Tathi. You can send, right?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">just reminder - Miron asked Gradia whether she'll keep it ot whether he'll

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was going to ask Thomas, but... he's not here.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Let me check..&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;As I am not associated with this case, it would be more prudent for you to keep the scrying tie.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Doesn't have to be today, just... sometime soon. I thought it might be nice to tell the Talodors their kid's on his way home.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat de boiler does iz kreate schteem und pressure. De pressure forces de schteem trough a turbine; basically a metal kircle vith mhenny blades on it. As de schteem iz forced trough dese blades, at a very fast pace Hy might add, de turbine schpins.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Actually.. no, I can't. I haven't picked up that spell yet.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. No problem, I'll ask Tom.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, yes. Danman, Scry Trap.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand.. thought the group he's been associated with have been known to move along the river - this region is where they obtained slaves.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What forces it though?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">An Eberron spell, funnily enough, it never appeared anywhere else.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But very well.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">That does remind me to get back into the spell learning business. :3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">An abjuration. If someone tries to scry someone protected by Scry Trap...

Miron:<font color="#000000">*takes the token and hides it.*

TMG:<font color="#000000">the scryer gets lighting to their eyes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Well, that is all the information I wished to gain. What is your total fee for the consulation?&quot;)

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


 * TMG watches the DM run away with ideaz. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;As de vater viddin de boiler turns to schteem, it kreates pressure. Do hyu know vat pressure iz, Gamal?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I hope you all are taking notes. There will be a test on this.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Nothing at all. I'm happy to help you get your feet under you on the surface, and from what it sounds like, help others through you do the same.)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hy'm just as good of a healer as 'at damn Drowman |O~

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Mr. Tom?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;How much've you been drinkin'?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose this concludes our meeting. May Saint Cuthbert guide your hand... and know what? Give Striga a rat for me.. she seems like the first animal companion I have seen in years that doesn't outright hate me.&quot;

Striga:<font color="#000000">Ooooh. Hoo. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">{|3 [1d20+8]

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;Thank you, then.&quot;)

Striga:<font color="#000000">I like you even more now. ovo

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What. &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 5 + 8 = 13&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Not enuff.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;You'll want to send to Rhylinar regularly, you know.&quot;)

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, I know that when you press on something your exerting pressure&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d2 = 2&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;The person he may be assassinating is a Bogey. Who could potentially kill his entire team, if his war record is still valid.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Brobably too much. I told 'em we had to go later. Sorry~&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">With that, the inquisitor departs towards the tavern, hoping to find Thomas still inside, and not to drunk to talk with.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dis follows a similar kvuncept. As vater turns into schteem, it vants to take up more room. However, it kannot, und schtarts pressink on de inside uf de boiler. Tus, pressure.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mister Tooooooom...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas, to his credit, is not actually drunk off his ass. As fun as that is to play.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But he is drunk.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh hey! It's Mister Miron!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">''Finally, talking with someone sane.... I wish we had someone like her in our group.. ''

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De schteem iz given a path to follow, vich leads it trough de turbine. De pressure pushes it trough de turbine very very herd, und it schpins very very fast und forcefully.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I know~. I'm sorry. It's just been a lot longer than I expected!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is everything alright?&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I doubt assassination is on the menu. But, thank you for the news.)&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm... mostly... but first.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;We gotta get you a non-drunk hobby!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you drink, Terri?&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De schteem iz den kycled back to de main part uf de boiler. Along de vay, it kools und turns back into vater, to begin de kycle again.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oie thare gnome. 'Ere tae listen tae th' human's wild tales too?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's right Terri. Good girl.&quot; |D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, can't leave ya 'ere with a dry throat, can I?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;You are welcome. Shall we be off?&quot;)


 * Tharky pats Terri's shoulder. :3

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(After you.)&quot; The 'elf' follows.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;At de same time, de turbine iz kausink a drivesheft to schpin, vich iz basically a long pipe konnected to zum gears at de veel.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Oh, who all is there?

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(-- Oh. Wait.)&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tharky and Max too?

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Arivan gets an eyeful of moving coral reef tattoo.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">=3=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what do the gears do?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I believe so.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dese gears transfer de energy uf motion to de veel, und makes it schpin.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;(When you see Rhylinar, you may wish to tell--) good lord, is that tattoo moving?&quot; O.o

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Just in time to see a small whale pass over the reef.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tus, energy uf motion viddout muscles or magic.&quot;


 * Arivan Marathal clears his throat. &quot;(.... tell him about the new additions to your group.)&quot; ^^;;;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once we get back to Castleton, you'll see my much bigger version.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds unreliable. What if it's too cold out and the steam isn't hot enough to cause preassure?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">(&quot;I shall. Thank you for the advice.&quot;_

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Allright, barkeep... a round of black ale for everyone at this table, and for the girl whatever she wants, too.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat makes no difference.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The fuel we use--incindigas--makes it hot. Like a fire.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Vuz.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry to keep you.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But hotter than any fire you know--oh, hello again.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*goes sit down*


 * Terri sips apple cider. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;My business is concluded. I shall be off, now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see, actually.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Ta.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What if it's really hot out, like in the desert, and your steam can't cool back into water?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom is down to 9 dex and 15 wisdom.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He's actually doing okay.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way, brother. I met with inquisitor Geas at the house, and Gradia Thorngage, too.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Again, dat doesn' matter.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome back, Sszeyl. Must've had a lot to talk about.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh? Gradia's here?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Max, Tharky, this is secret spy business.&quot; :O

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a business in town involving our dear Altonor again.... yep.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I thought she lived in Braxton.&quot;


 * Max chuckles. &quot;All right, all right. We'll go to another table while you talk.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Och, noo here's a braw friend!&quot; The dwarf says, raising his glass to Miron.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Come on, Terri.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway...is that it for everyone? No one else has anything left to say?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I never get to do anything fun!&quot; DX

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;By forcink de schteem trough schmall pipes uf various sizes, ve force de pressure to change, vich also kauses de temperature to change. Basically, ve make it kool uff und become vater again.&quot;


 * Max pats Terri's head and leads her away.... |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Bamf.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I notified her of a few things that smell worse than a cartful of slaughterhouse refuse..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It vould hef to be impossibly hot to hef henny effeck.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs again. ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sszely looks around.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wouldn't put it past some wizard to make a fire that hot.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">For silk merchants. =3=


 * Thomas Lazarus waves before looking back to Miron. ^^

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Add that to the strange things I never expected to see today. A discussion of Mazian mechanics in the sitting room.&quot; ^^

GM:<font color="#000000">They're all over, Sszeyl. Thalinde is the silk capital of Akellon.

GM:<font color="#000000">I can quote you prices for garments if you like.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So.. like what?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When you grow up Terri, if you join the Leaden Mace you'll get to deal with secret business too..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt stands up from the chair. &quot;Well...thank you very much for your understanding for all that's happened, Arivan. And again, I'm very very sorry for all it it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187; Cha check!

TMG:<font color="#000000">(is ghostwish still here?)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Haha, no. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right... I guess i'll fill you on that too.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It vould hef to remain in kontact vith de boiler for a very long time to hef an effeck. De boiler iz very vell insulated.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">(ghostwish might want to be around for this next bit, if he wants to try and change it...)

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Excellent. *_*

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Specifically, I'm looking for silk producing animals, or plants.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hrm. I think Ghost went super-afk

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">That too.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, Tom.. i'd rather not talk about local business here. Many people cna overhear. Besides, I can talk to you about this in front of the others, more or less.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lia, you can text him, right? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sure.&quot; He blinks a bit, wondering what is being talked about.

GM:<font color="#000000">Silk sash - 4+ GP. Silk breeches/pants - 8+ GP. Silk coat/jacket/jerkin - 10+ GP. Silk chemise - 6+ GP. Silk dress - 20+ GP. Silk gloves - 15+ GP. Silk nightshirt - 6+ GP. Silk robe - 5+ GP. Silk shirt - 10+ GP. Slippers - 1+ SP (not necessarily silk). Silk toga - 45+ GP. Silk tunic - 5+ GP.

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( God damnit. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( One joint int my back that has an air bubble that I can't quite pop. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, tenk hyu for de hospitality, Herr Maraddel. Und tenk hyu for de kundy potions, Frau Maraddel.&quot; :3

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( Really annoying. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#a14d7f">(( And kinda hurts. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Hrm?

GM:<font color="#000000">Actual silk production is an art, not something for the amateur to jump into... so buying silkworms and the trees they feed on is very difficult. You don't find any.

TMG:<font color="#000000">ah, hallo ghost.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The second thing we did... remember that vecnan fuck? Gradia tried scrying on him... well, it worked and we seen a glimpse, but then his protection kicked in, False Image or something, and he made a counter-scry, too.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tathi got anything to say to Arivan before we leave?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about the plane of fire?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">also, stick around, there's gonna be something else she might want to comment on...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We... didn't get that much out of it, and understandably she pulled her hands away from the whole mess after that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ahh.. sounds about right.&quot; He frowns.


 * Arivan Marathal chuckles at the discussion. &quot;It all worked out well. Safe travels to you, on your... I'm not sure I quite want to know how you convinced a dragon to let you ride with it...&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Now hyu are chust gettink ridiculous.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's his game. No surprise he's equipped to win it.&quot;

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

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;And don't forget that letter, please.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There was a whole bunch of black-robed fucks with him for the moment we saw... hell, I'll inform the commander when we arrive. Imagine busting their rotten arses, all at once.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not so. there are places where the planes link to here...so you could run into an area where they have spilled over.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..'Spose it doesn't matter too much, anyways. He's probably still coastal. Or even on the islands, maybe.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;If Hy vere to take my Deffbike dere, Hy vould need to hef de boiler revorked.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">They still sell togas here?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;All we could do is write a letter to the navy.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps. And perhps he got the fuck away from there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, well...everyone ready to go, then? If there's nothing else anyone has to say--oh!&quot; Gnogglebolt suddenly starts and turns to Arivan, reaching for something in his pocket.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was in the AEG, I posted it. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I doubt those slavers were a permanent interest of his, after all.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;But oddervise, it vould be fine for a time.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I almost forgot, on the coast, I found something I wanted...to...&quot; Gnogglebolt starts excitedly, but then slows down and trails off as his face falls and he lets his hand dangle.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Who knows. Sounds like the captain didn't even know he was Vecnan.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I can only guess why he was even aboard.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">They only do worms in this neighborhood.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">How narrow viewed. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vecnans,.. they are a lot like leeches. They latch on a swine crossing the stream, they soak up, then drop off and latch onto someone else.&quot; *nods*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Looking down at the ground, he whispers to himself; &quot; No. No more plans. Not when I don't know what will happen. Not again.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, come now... what is it?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt.. Let him see it.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*takes a mighty gulp of the ale.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about discussing your plans with someone before makign them? Maybe then they won't be as likely to go awry.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods and moves to sip his drink -- then flinches, and sets it down, and shoves it away. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks and looks up to Tathi. &quot;...Are you sure? I....I really don't want another thing to backfire on me...&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">ART MUST BE EXPRESSED!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That talk we had with your sister, and Raerael. Got me thinking.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;If you don't take risks, Gnogglebolt, you will reap only failures.&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I could contact her again, I guess. Although I'd need Tathi to work the communication part. Arcane bit, that. I'd have to Send to them.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Diabolists there are one thing, and those fucks need to be stopped. That's for sure. But another thing's poking out of there like a bodkin from a sack.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's shoulders sag. &quot; I've been reaping nothing but failures... &quot; He reaches into his pocket regardless and pulls out something hidden and wrapped in a cloth, and hands it to Tathi. &quot;You show him, then. I won't be the cause of this one.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Sudden inquiry, while purchasing things.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not again...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt steps back and off to the side.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The party reveals their eye of Vecna.

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Do the merchants/weavers take commissions, and can they deliver from Thalinde to Castleton?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi sighs, taking the wrapped figurine, and walking over to Arivan. &quot;This.. is either very old, or had a very knowledgable grasp of elven history. Either way, its form predates the deception of Lolth.&quot; She says, and unwraps the figurine to show him the drow form of the elven god.

GM:<font color="#000000">They do!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Notice what he said... the count supposedly made a grab for a part of the forest which the elves claim. To me that might be the reason behind the whole clusterfuck.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... good lord.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What.. crossing the local wood elves?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How does that end up with devils killin' Mace and Palm and citizens getting the nuse?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The whole mess might well be two distinct fuckups - diabolists on one side, and angry elves against angry men on other.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where did you find this?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Uhoh. Is LiaLagging?

TMG:<font color="#000000">:27

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:27 at :27.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Odd choice of words, that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I never even heard of any elves making a big counter-attack besides Tathi's old man. Sounds like a bit of a stretch to me.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Citizens getting the noose.. that one'd be easy. If a situation gets bad enough,the town hall might be grasping at last straws to maintain order.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Aww, Lialag. &gt;:

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Liberated from pirates. We don't know where they got it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thing is, a fuck like him can stand for half an army.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm not lagging! DX I got your :27 at :27!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ehn.&quot; Thomas seems unconvinced. Wow. I spelled it unvoncinved the first time. Talk about method acting.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell.. look at the anarchic fuck and his featherhorse. In a straight-on fight, me, you and the whole of Braxton Falls Mace would have a hard time dealing with him. Our luck is that his madness makes him.. less effective than normal.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Miron; ignoring all possibilities in order to arrive at a preconcieved conclusion that supports his existing emotional state.

TMG:<font color="#000000">If I wanted to avoid encouraging this behavior, I'd nom for Miko Miyazaki's Apprentice. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Who's that

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... my apologies if this comes across as ignorant or rude... but... what do you expect me to to with it?&quot; ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">er, if I -didn't- want to avoid encouraging this behavior, I'd...yeah.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just....just thought it was something you should see.&quot; Gnogglebolt shrugs.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Had ideas...but they're foolish.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">tech, you know I don't give a fuck and will play him whatever way seems right regardless of noms

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's an interesting piece of work if nothing else.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Honestly, we expect nothing. It's a gift. I actually suggested it on the grounds you would probably be the one elf that we could be certain would not destroy it. There's a lot of ears out there that tried to erase this particular image.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way... what I was saying.. the whole thing looks like there's one group riding on the coattails of a conflict caused by another.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know which way the wheel turns, though.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't really know what you're getting at, though. If there are devils jostled loose eating dozens of people right under government buildings, it doesn't really matter why to me. Besides the fact that I'm still betting there's some genuine corruption in there. I mean, the elves.. really.&quot; ^^; &quot;We'll have the facts soon enough at Castleton.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Corellon is not my patron, and I'd prefer to stay as distant from that central conflict as possible... and it would look suspect for an elven healer of Pelor to have such a thing in their house. I have another idea... Have you considered giving it to Gelthrael?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either diabolists exploiting angry elves fighting angry men, or Raerael's like using diabolists as pretext to fight against local government that's a thorn in their side.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;All I know is things are in a bad way there. One of my fathers old adventuring mates is apparently uncovering and destroying fiends with my sister, and Ashmore is using all his pull and resources to understand it.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;He collects such curiosities... and it may serve to give him a small glimpse of hope in a dark time.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gethrael...Zairith? The wizard who Sszeyl lived with?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe this is just me being buzzed, but, I'd rather just listen to what he has to say about it right now.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps.. I don't like what I have seen in that tax collector's office either...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If that's what you think should be done, then it will be done.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Heh. You know, it dons on me know that as a wizard, he may recognize what this is at face value.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But unless I get down there myself... i have trouble believing their side of the story. Especially since fucks like Altonor have been already shown to exaggerate what's been going on there.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Be certain that you tell him that it's a gift, and a curiosity. Don't try to push the religious side at him. He bristles like a porcupine at that. Trust me.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Yep. Foolish ideas..&quot; Gnogglebolt says, mostly to himself.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;And when Gelthrael bristles, books fly.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&gt;:3 &quot;Why, thank you for that information.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Books fly at faces hard.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Aelian, remind me to pick up some tomes on Jasidians.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. .either way. I'll try to find out if I can get in touch with someone over there... remember me mentioning the construction dates? I'd be bloody interested when precisely it became the fashion to build ossuaries under tax collection offices.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Lords and ladies, Tathi, are you trying to make his hair fall out?&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why would you want to make anyones hair fall out?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Worth investigating, I guess. If 'their' side is true, it kind of speaks damning volumes about the current rulership out there.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That it would.. well, someone from their Mace could easily go to the town hall and look at construction records. &quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your ideas are sound, and your heart is in the right place. Don't beat yourself up over this. It happened, and that can't be changed. All we can do is learn from it and walk on.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Personal little graveyards under tax collectors officers. I'm sure there's some gallows humor in here about government agents somewhere.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two things are certain, death and taxes. Sometimes they come together, eh?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs noncommitally.


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs. |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That'd be so catchy. They could advertise.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;If anything, take from this experience the knowledge of taking time and looking before leaping. Your ideas are not foolish. They were only ill-timed.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*finishes off his beer* &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Constitution? Or was it fort saves

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Soooooooooooooooooooooooo... Have you guys completely forgotten the dwarf sittin' straight across from you, eyeballin' you from over his beard?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Barkeep, another round, if you will.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fort, but you're safe either way. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fort saves. But that's just higher.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Well! If all that's taken care of, hey, let's get out of here.&quot; |3~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I kind of hate it here.&quot; =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way.. another thing to look at is the whole land grab thing. I mean, if it was that clear cut, the count would have been kicked out for stirring shit up a long time ago.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Silk sash, 10gp, silk pants, 20gp, silk robe 15gp, silk shirt, 30gp, slippers 5gp. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt mulls things over in his head. &quot;It's just...I was just thinking...&quot; He looks up to Arivan. &quot;To my very limited and...well, likely incorrect knowledge, Lolth is--or was-- the primary reason why drow are the way they are. Now it's Orgolloyss, or something. And if there are more like you, they could break away from both..if only they could believe they had someone else watching out for them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Adding up. &#171; &#160;10+20+15+30+5 = 10 + 20 + 15 + 30 + 5 = 80&#160; <font color="#A14D7F">&#187;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You folks ur onto some richt streenge business.&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... And since you said that you wouldn't tell a secret without being told it was all right first... you're free to tell Mr. Gamal-Junayd there about the disguise, and Altonor.&quot; ^^ He listens to what Gnogglebolt has to say.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It might be one of those 'disputed territory' style of things, which'd point towards my side of things.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seeing Corellon incarnated in the shape of a drow seemed like a good a place as any to start.&quot;

BombFox:<font color="#990000">:D Little person!

BombFox:<font color="#990000">You now have a blue fox holding a bomb in your lap, Miron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Er. He already knows, like I said--the others told him when we were standing outside your house waiting the first time.&quot; ^^;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;It may be, for some such as Gelthrael... but I made a vow a century and a quarter ago to never again offer my prayers to a deity who hated me because of something I had no control over.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I'd know they were going to, I would have told them not to, but it was too late...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Pity Gradia didn't want to have anything to do with the whole issue. Suppose she's just more sensible. Suppose I could tell myself &quot;not in my jurisdiction&quot; and sleep well at night... Hell... if only she was a bit taller...&quot;

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Give it to Gelthrael. It may give him hope.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways, let's go.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*finishes off second ale, rather quicker* &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 11 + 10 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Fort then

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt walks over to take the figurine back.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll tell you the rest on the way.&quot;


 * Arivan Marathal hands it over.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Haha. Think she's cute?&quot; |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He wraps it carefully and stows it again.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Need tea -- oh no wonder, it's almost 11 PM. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright... now I think that's everything.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shall we take our leave?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">Next up is the commission. A long coat, white on the outside, royal purple on the inside. Decorated with black diamonds along the bottom hem and billowing sleeve hems, with a hallow diamond on the back inbetween the shoulds with elvish script: &quot;From beneath you, it devours.&quot; I'd put that at about 200 gp, yes? :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas looks over after blithely blowing off Dorf like fourteen times -- and suddenly -- realizes he's there. He was always there.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> |O

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Safe travels to you all. May the Shining One watch over and protect you.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF"> Och.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*slightly red* &quot;Sort of..and I like her attitude. And her familiar actually doesn't hate me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">How long would it take for one of these sla-merchants to make. :v

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Shit. {|3

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd settle for some light shed on the steps ahead of me, really...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Bai Herr Maraddel, Frau Maraddel, Herr Geas!&quot; Wave wave wave. :D

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Right. Sae. Demons 'n' corruption 'n', whit else? Gnomish girlfriends?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">If you want actual black diamonds, it would be closer to 1200 GP. Are imitations or other black shiny stones okay?

GM:<font color="#000000">-- OH.

GM:<font color="#000000">Diamond PATTERNS.


 * GM FACEDESKS.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This and that..&quot; {|3


 * RAM offers tea. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shut up mate, you got free drinks out of the thing.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Yeah, 200 GP is fine. ^^;;;;;;;;;; About a week.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Just hollar if ye fin' ony auld dwarven magic, allright? Ah will buy ye a dram fur ilk yin ye bring back.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#A14D7F">''Excellent. &gt;|3''


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;Sure. Have a good evening.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Am I an evil, demented bastard for considering tossing Dorf at Liatai for another tagalong NPC? XP

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom pats Miron on the shoulder once, &quot;Hah. Well. I guess I can kind of see it myself.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Yes.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dwarven magic... the best magic is what barley and hops do in a barrel.&quot;'

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Yes yes yes yes yes si da ja.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;That'd be something nice for all of us, but I fear we must stumble on. I once heard a philosophy that we walk through tiem backwards, because we can see what we've been through, but never ahead.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Oui.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll bet she would stab you through the chest in stiletto heels if you told her though.&quot; He smirks.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If only we could learn to turn around from time to time.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...That's an interesting way of thinking about it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahahaha.. that she would.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So how'd you join the party?&quot; &quot;Your two clerics got shitfaced and spilled everything in front of me.&quot; &quot;So now we have three drunk clerics?&quot; &quot;A-yup.&quot;

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

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">you know

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is the best character background ever

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">that dorf is actually a LOT like an old friend of Miron

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lia knows

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Okay, I'm actually offering it now. I'll even level Dorf myself and give him to Liatai. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'mma grab some tea. x3 Shall we nom? Or would you like for everyone to reconnect in Thalinde first?

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

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">On the plus side.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You know.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi has Leadership.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Senior Inquisitor Thorgar Garral

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">just don't let him know Szeyel's a drow. he'll heal him by slapping him on the ass

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">You'd have someone to talk to in Castleton. |3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">... OH GODS.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm good for additional gametime.

VAE:<font color="#000000">me too

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">This one is a dwarf.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah. I was wondering, what -is- it with that huge crowd of NPC tokens in the one box?

TMG:<font color="#000000">noms--CRAP!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They're meany's.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Meany's working on them.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Those NPCs are Barbarus'.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Crapcrapxcrap I forgot to write them down as I thought of them again, and there's a lot!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You're telling me, Tech. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">Going through backlog...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Presumably our recruits/his Followers.

Ceowulf:<font color="#A14D7F">A little of both.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way... stilletto heels or not... the business we talked about&quot;

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

Ragnar:<font color="#A14D7F">We kinda know him better than you guys.

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

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">What with going through this horrible ordeal with him while you were off.

Asgrim:<font color="#A14D7F">Fighting pirates.

Eirik:<font color="#A14D7F">Becoming rich.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Should I type it out for Tom, or suffices saying that he got the same deal Miron got from Geas, and then Miron's commentary the same way he told Gradia.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Barbarus is my follower. I wanted one.

Anaqualia:<font color="#A14D7F">Tearing eachother down as a group.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So, hauld yer horses, let's stairt again, afore th' ale stairted flowing. Ye fellows ur oan yer wey tae rammy a load o' devils, demons, 'n' stanes ken whit else?&quot;

Elrik:<font color="#A14D7F">Generally being dicks to one another.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Shankfang and Gnogglebolt - discussing the workings ofa steam engine. Thomas - talking to himself for HOURS on end in an entertaining manner

Hord:<font color="#A14D7F">He also helped us personally in a lot of cases.

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

Boddynock:<font color="#A14D7F">Or was convenient.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Give me a super simplified version. The player is uncertain.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's been a long session.


 * VAE doesn't mind either way

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">as an aside - possible end scenario for Miron

RAM:<font color="#990000">We doing noms now?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Yes.

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Married Gradia, then came home drunk one night.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Max for being a great blanket.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Followup is a gravestone

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Gnogglebolt Admiting when you're wrong. Paladinz. OH NO, ANGST.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">rofl what

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways, noms

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gnogglebolt for ^^^ that.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Thomas for pub self-talk

VAE:<font color="#000000">that was a ton of fun.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">thomas for gettign all shy/flustered when his sister was on communications

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Ready for spam? :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">Seconding Shankf and Gnoggle for detailed lesson on the steam engine.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Miron - Dream Thomas - Runt Little Brother Shankfang - NEW PEOPLE! HUG! Gnogglebolt - Sitting back and learning Gnogglebolt - Lizard antics. :3 Shankfang - Trying to out-troll the Tathi. Good luck. &gt;:3 Gamal - Pure logic. Gamal - ADVENTURER CHEF! THE IRON COMPETITION *guitar rip* Shankfang - STALKER HUG Sszeyl - ZOOM ZOOM. Shankfang - CHASER ON OUR SIX Thomas - Dwarf chat. OCH. Shankfang/Gnogglebolt - POOFY. Thomas/Miron - Blah blah blah super sekrit stuff and oh shit. Dwarf. o.#

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Miron for Suspicionz. Scryz. Dwarvish confessions.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hahaha, I shouldn't have had so much fun doing that.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But I did.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Seconding Gamalz.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Seconding everything Ghost just put.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tathi for &quot;See, elven-for-father-or such if you have just looked into mother's books, you'd know what it's called.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">XD! Yup, it's elven for dad. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Gamal - budding inquisitorial talent

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Mirion - paranoia. everythings the elves fault

VAE:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt for Lizard antics

RAM:<font color="#990000">Miron - channeling Miko.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Miron - Criminal scum. Criminal scum everywhere.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Shankfang/Gnogglebolt/Gamal for SUDDENLY, ENGINEERING.

VAE:<font color="#000000">One more on thomas - little runt brother

TMG:<font color="#000000">OHCRAP! Almost forgot something IC

VAE:<font color="#000000">and then there's Race of Doom, with a wolf for Linc and Shenkfang

TMG:<font color="#000000">still skimming for noms, too.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...By the way, Arivan, is Altonor still around? I'd like to apologize to him as well.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Swallowtail for &quot;I want to help, and that's that.&quot; :|

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sornala - &quot;Are you hitting on me?&quot; &quot;No, no I'm not.&quot; x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Oh, yeah

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Honestly did not mean to come across like that. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">her welcome was hillarious

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl for the entire hand-signing diatribe. &quot;Does it convey exclamation in sign if I break my fingers while saying 'I will punch him'? Also, tell me about half-drow. =3=&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is just very, very friendly.

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the fuck are you doing here&quot; told to an inquisitor

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt for Has A Sad. :(

VAE:<font color="#000000">Like .. that's the sort of thing that.. you might survive just because noone's gonna believe they just heard it

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Aelian for FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I lol'd.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Thomas for &quot;Big Sister is watching.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">For the last time, WE'RE THE SAME AGE. &gt;:O!!!!!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Whatever. |3

Teeny Rin:<font color="#A14D7F">For the last time WE DON'T CARE.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#A14D7F">:B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">She's still your big sister.

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">112 hp.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">14 ac.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">in attitude if nothign else

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's another nom

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Only with Tomiko.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tomiko, sitting on a demon corpse, smoking a pipe

TMG:<font color="#000000">...aaand it saeems I'm just taking far too long skimming through everything, and I can't find anything that hasn't already been nommed. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">because FUCK YOU GENDER STEREOTYPES.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">NPC nominations...

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, it's one of the things that inspired the dream sequence Miron had

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not likely, after talking with the paladins.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Edaric, Edaric, Edaric. :3 &quot;Love letter? Nuuuu.&quot; &quot;I wonder if I could- 'NO ED' - Awww.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Did I mention I wear big steel-toed boots and can punch you in the gut for 9d6+12?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Max - Abusing the friendly gold dragon way, way too much. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Drat. Well, send him my apologies for me, could you?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">TGUM - TRIGGER FINGER. It scares the boyfriend.

Arivan Marathal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Or better worded:

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Most fathers use shotguns. Not this one.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Wow. Lots of noms.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">So many noms. XP

RAM:<font color="#990000">It was a very RP-heavy session.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Can we nominate the entire drow family for &quot;WTF GODDAMNIT LOL BBQ&quot;? :P


 * RAM is kinda proud of himself, honestly.


 * RAM thinks he did quite well.


 * Ghostwish points out all of RAM's mistakes and failures. &gt;:O

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">It was a good session except for

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm amazed and very happy I was able to be here the whole time

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cat, why are you so fascinated wth ginger ale, leave me alone DX

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">WE'RE STILL ON NAMEK.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">CASTLETOOOOOON &gt;:O

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This is going to be an interesting log review. I know I missed a -lot.- x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I missed pretty much everything while the Marathals were freaking out and having their hushed conversation, I know. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Did your family call and let you know you could, or did you just decide &quot;Meh, fuck 'em?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Liatai catches a case of the Hatari-at-Filler-Fairs.

TMG:<font color="#000000">As far as I can tell, they haven't even -left- yet.

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Or that. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">As an aside

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I suppose she doesn't need noms.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Just out of curiosity, Lia, what level -is- Talfeera?

TMG:<font color="#000000">I don't think we ever statted her. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">a minor nomination for Striga - for one, it's the first animal in ever that doesn't hate Miron, and for two, the name is epic

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll nom Terri. For, &quot;Mr. Tom are you drunk again? =3= We need to dry you up.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Striga&quot; is literally witch or hag in slovak

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm pretty sure we haven't. I'm just curious.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Meany. Say again.

TMG:<font color="#000000">That huge crowd of tokens?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Those are all -barbarus's- followers?

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Wait, did Tathi and Aelian get nommed any? I can't recall.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Talfeera needs to be atleast level 10 to cast Teleport under her own power as a sorceress. Using Teleport from scrolls is extremely dangerous and expensive -- not least of all due to the fact that you could be stranded in a bad location.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I just called it a day after Ghost's massive list of noms. ^^;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I nommed Tathi

VAE:<font color="#000000">for the conversation with her father

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ghost got more noms from Dorf than the elves. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I nommed Aelian once.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Aelian for &quot;No Sir I am not doing anything with your daughter that you would not approve of ohpleaselorddon'thurtme.&quot; D:

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Haha oh wait.

VAE:<font color="#000000">haha, but that dorf would be hillarious

VAE:<font color="#000000">joining the party after listening on drunk inquisitorss

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for being that person sneaking up on the bomb squad with an inflated paper bag they're about to smash.

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Speaking of joining inquitors. &gt;:3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And Gnogglebolt for, well, his personal plans were the source of the entire plot of the session.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Always a good thing for an RPG.

RAM:<font color="#990000">^^^ That.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Shall I expect that snafu next week?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">At the rate we're going?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Two weeks from now. :B

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Give me a level to make Dorf, Liatai. &gt;:3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi minus 2.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways, I guess i'll carry on with Hatari

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm getting a second cohort!? Awesome. XP

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Seriously?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">TATHI GANG MK3.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nom Miron for drunen carousing partner.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">hey, an extra cleric is always useful

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I hereby dub this party.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;LOL WOULD YOU HIT IT?&quot; &quot;Yeeahhhhh&quot; &quot;LOL OMG OH MAN NO WAI&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">The Fuckin' Army of Characters.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, meany, there you are.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The best party title I've ever seen.

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">And once more on the plus side I get to play this gal more often.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Say again? That big crowd of tokens--those are followers of Barbarus?

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

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">I mean just look at her.

VAE:<font color="#000000">who the hell is hlis

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">She's gorgeous.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yeah, who -are- they?

RAM:<font color="#990000">She's an X.

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">She's one of Barbarus' soon to be followers, once he gets the feat.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Where did they come from? What's their purpose?

Hlis:<font color="#A14D7F">Until then, she's a recruit.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Of course she's gorgeous!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way... stilletto heels or not... the business we talked about&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">They're there so Liatai can paste them onto the Castleton map.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Why is Barbarus getting -followers-? I thought you just wanted the cohort for Primera...

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">And so she can review what I have in them.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You'll have to narrow down 'that business'. We talked about everything.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Also, TECH.


 * Meany flying thunder kicks Tech.

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Sadgnome. &gt;: 100 XP - SUDDENLY. ENGINEERING. 100 XP - Sitting back and learning. 100 XP - Lizard antics! 100 XP - PLOTZ. Thomas - 100 XP - Screw you, Thalinde drama, I'm getting drunk. |D~ 100 XP - Sister talk! 100 XP - Blah blah blah super sekrit stuff and oh shit. Dwarf. o.# Miron - 100 XP - Scryin'! 100 XP - No wait, I've got it! ELVES. 100 XP - Dream Sequence 100 XP - Welcome Back Gift. :3 100 XP - Drunken carousing partner! Gamal - 100 XP - IRON CHEF. 100 XP - Common sense is a rare thing among adventurers. Way to go! :D 100 XP - Your physics confuse me. Shankfang - 100 XP - Bike chase! 100 XP - SUDDENLY. ENGINEERING. 100 XP - What? No, I'm not flirting, I'm just huggy. :3 100 XP - Blah blah blah super sekrit stuff and oh shit. Dwarf. o.# Sszeyl - 100 XP - Hand jive~ *brick'd* 100 XP - Thank you. Also, tell that man I will punch him in the face. Tathi - 100 XP - Silly ada. 100 XP - DOOOOOORFS. 100 XP - Being that person sneaking up on the bomb squad with an inflated paper bag they're about to smash. I couldn't have put it any better. :B Aelian - 100 XP - &quot;No Sir I am not doing anything with your daughter that you would not approve of ohpleaselorddon'thurtme.&quot; D: Edaric - 100 XP - I wonder... &quot;ED NO &gt;:O &quot; Swallowtail - 100 XP - I help! Sornala??? - 100 XP - What the fuck?! Max - 100 XP - You guys are abusing your friendly-dragon priveleges. :P Terri - 100 XP - Mister Tooooooooooom. Marathals - 100 XP - CRAP. THEY'RE HERE.

GM:<font color="#000000">There.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Business he talked with Gradia, he means

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">HOLY-

GM:<font color="#000000">I think I got everything. =3=;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Tech.

TMG:<font color="#000000">What?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">You have not provided the host or the GM the map for the new HQ.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Why? :O

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Is it not done?

TMG:<font color="#000000">I just wait for you to continue whenever you flying thunderkick--er.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lia has it.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I asked earlier, neither of them has it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">This was done months ago.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">and adding 500 XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">--Lia! You lost it?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">i'll dig again.

TMG:<font color="#000000">You said you were going to add the windows!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Know what I realize? As far as the marathals are concerned, we're fucking mormens.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I may not have exported it into a map file. ^^;;;;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;OH GODS THEM AGAIN.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ghost, you made me LOL

VAE:<font color="#000000">at 4 AM

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, 4:20

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I know I added windows...

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;39300+100+100+100+100+100 = 39300 + 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 = 39800&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

RAM:<font color="#990000">+400 exp!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">We should totally have the party just breach their door one day, and start yelling about good news.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Good news, everyone!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So... Geas been telling me. Apparently the letter we hauled around... remember? &quot;

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, Miron and Thomas

VAE:<font color="#000000">In a pair, like jehovists

VAE:<font color="#000000">preaching the good news of Saint Cuthbert

RAM:<font color="#990000">39450!

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Jenova's Witnesses.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Oh no.

RAM:<font color="#990000">5550 to level 10! :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Have you heard about the Lord? No? You're under fucking arrest.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Praise Hojo!

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What strikes me as even funnier is that -Arivan- was supposed to have an evangelical streak. XD

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">That'd be the funniest thing ever

VAE:<font color="#000000">though, I guess that's how Warhammer 40k evangelism works

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It kind of got buried in the &quot;oh crap,&quot; though. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well, check again for the map, Lia, though if you can't find it, I can re-send tomorrow...

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">But, but, but, I'm an underworld spirit D: I work for hell!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Not really.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well you're about to be the first Pelorite demon C'MON.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right.. apparently it contained a warning about.. that drowish name, Vicigloth.. apparently she's been supposed to show up in town and attempt to steal a relic.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">40k evangelism is &quot;You don't venerate the Immortal Emperor? HERESY!&quot; *BLAM!*

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Show of hands.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Who has Red Xs' for those npcs?


 * RAM raises his hand.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Not me.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not anymore.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Fine here.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Diamond of Falaras or somesuch... a part of a staff of a mad mage they had around these parts.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I see them all.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I gathered the part about it being a warning about her. The relic part is news.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">nope

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I reloaded my client once and most of the token X's loaded in.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">you probably need to up your mem allocation

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Except 2.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...and meany! you STILL haven't answered my question!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which you replaced.


 * Meany picks up a hatchet. Approaches ram. =3=

RAM:<font color="#990000">I see 5 of them. The rest are Xs.


 * TMG bobbles the owls

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tech: Yes he did, sheesh.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Why followers for Barbarus?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">They're followers.

TMG:<font color="#000000">-why-?

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's my question.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We have a guild?

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You mean th' yin a' mad rocket aboot owlbears?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">^

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He has leadership?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. Sure enough, they set up an ambush, the Mace and the town guard.. and what do they find, her neatly tied up and a bunch of feathers from Altonor's winged horse.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He grabs onto anything and everything?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Plus it helps him grow as a person.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Meany likes the idea?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Primera made sense, though I would have thought he'd be better to stay as an alllied NPC.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Become less of a whirling psychopath and more responsible.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now.. what I said to him, and to Gradia is to be vary.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">And where the heck is barbarus planning to put these followers? Gnogglebolt's building was not built to accomodate them...

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Less likely to let Venezuela go on a rampage out of boredom.

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">He's going to keep renting the old HQ.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thing is.. she's scum, but they are information dealers, and it doesn't fit her MO to do this sort of thing.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;She'd hire someone to do it.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Until he has the lootz to outright pay for an expansion to the present one.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They warned us about her enough times, I was starting to think she'd be our doom or something. I won't miss any sleep having never even seen her.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides... remember them being enemies...&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">and then my question is... -why- are the following him? What's he offering them? What's the goal he's putting to them?

TMG:<font color="#000000">And how come we haven't heard anything about this before? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... The Guardians are a guild? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I dunno. She's on the surface world. Doesn't that make her an agent?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">They're guild recruits?

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Would you like me to give you ownership, so you can see their motivations in the token notes, too?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Have you not seen how Barbarus constantly tries to recruit?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Even from our freaking enemies?

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; yes, and it irks me to no end... &gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So that is your answer.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You don't have to like it. ^_^

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;All in all, the vibe I get from it is that Altonor wanted to get rid of an enemy, and made a ready-to-eat delivery for us, with him and cal'tel trying to look goody twoshoes crime preventers.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Actually..if the guardians are adventurers....that would make us a full on ADventuring Company, not a guild

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">We are a secret society.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">We have pocketwatches to identify members.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Or rather we would.

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

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">IF THE TINKER WOULD GET FREE TIME.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;yeah, she is drowish agent scum, but not the same drow that lot belongs to. She's from ezzebek, Altonor's from some lolthian arse just outside Akellon, remember?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">And -now- I'm getting bugged to skedaddle.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Well. Yeah, maybe that's what he did do.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Ta.

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">oh well, could of been a lot worse, cya tech

TMG:<font color="#000000">Can stay for another minute or two to wrap this up, though.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I bet my ass on it. Wouldn't be the first time I seen drow do that.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#000000">Elros just sits nearby. Listening. -Watching.- *brick'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing much.. they supposedly interrogated her and supposedly after enough time she admitted..but you know how that sometimes goes.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">I think we're about done, Techy.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't really see the problem. Isn't doing that identical to just genuinely doing a good public service? Isn't this purely a matter of how we decide to look at it?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I basically told Geas and Gradia to look at it again with fresh eyes, considering what we know about her that they didn't.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...-is- the server coming down anytime soon? :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not really, Thomas.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Once the inquisitors are done. No rush. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's good she's under arrest...but we got to be vary that it's a side-effect in someone else's scheme.'

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's already a wanted vigilante. You seem like you're really out for blood on this guy.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's like baking sausages.. holding them above the flame is good, but if you don't pull out fast enough, you'll go hungry.'

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You know Miron, if you need relationship advice about Gradia, I have been in a committed relationship for quite some time... :3

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">Miron's euphamisims are lolworthy.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I shall laugh at them now.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">I think that's another nom, actually.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...alright, going gone, but leaving client up. Seeyafolks

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">ta

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose... both of them rub me the wrong way something mighty, never mind what goal they work for.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Miron - Emperor of Euphamisms.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron - 100 XP - Master of Unusual Wordcraft.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ta Techy!


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs slightly. &quot;I just look at it this way..&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">well.if were allowed to continue post noms...most of us that were at that house are walking..where?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Back into town.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So..where are we heading now?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;As bad as he could be -- as bad as you think he is? It could be so much worse. We have other Drow in our hair. Other problems in our backyard. Multiple ones. Big, huge, burning ones. Fiends and shadows and dragons and assassins.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lolthians.. there can be no compromise with those.It's them... or any other folk, ever.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">You're all going to a brothel.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;We go to find dragons, Thomas, Miron, Swan Song.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I just can't bring myself to be concerned with him right now.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know. Subtle evil under the mantle of good can be worse than overt evil.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">So like I said about the brothel.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are there any other plans for being in town, or are we finally gonna fly to castelton?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or do we need to head elsewhere to delever that statue?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus huffs once and smirks. &quot;I'll leave it up to you, then. I'm better suited to the obvious problems.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You don't know quite where you stand before you fall down.. see, even those paladins ...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let me know if I can help you, though.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. I.. think this matter will sort itself out.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not that I know of. Castleton's where Zairith -- Gel -- whatever his name is lives.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you want to buy some -- OH!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silk!&quot; :O

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I should buy some!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's good. And...this has all been pretty confusing...silk? why d o you need to suddenly buy some?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Be back in a bit -- meet you at the tavern?&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gradia and the rest of Braxton Falls branch are capable enough of seeing it through.. and reasonable enough to not throw my advice out of the window like most...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sisters!&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe Gradia was right with that jurisdiction thing, you know..?&quot; He looks ahead and sobers for a moment. &quot;..Not that I want to give up on any problems.. but I'm beginning to realize something.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy tink Talfeera vould like dat.&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;My biggest little sister's a seamstress, she'd love to have Thalinde silk to work with.&quot; :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What would that be, brother?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do sisters have to do with silk?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah. Do you know how long before we re leaving?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've got Rosario on the coast, and Altonor here. But we're going to Castleton. We've got problems there, too. And in Thalinde. Fact is, we've got nationwide problems we know about, brother. We can't even reach them all at once. But the Mace is there. Our brothers are there, and doing their jobs, too.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Lia, how much would it cost for a sexy silk nightie sized for a Gnome? :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm.. a fair point...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lemme scroll up.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">On an unrelated note.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe we just have no choice but to accept that 'it's not our jurisdiction' bit. Or risk going crazy from not being able to handle the whole country by ourselves.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">I propose this for Zairith/Rhylinar theme music.

Meany:<font color="#A14D7F">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6awa1KetJQ&amp;feature=related

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though... I don't know.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">6 GP or more.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I know. I hear ya.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang's face goes blank for a moment, then he giggles, his face going a little red as he rides off into town. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It just feels like things are growing and widening. What could we even do when those problems are hundreds of miles away? There are just two of us.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">How much would something high-quality cost? Like, very high-quality?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;My thing with such reasoning is.. crime doesn't care about borders and jurisdiction. Heretics like Paz and anarchists like Altonor, they are one day here another there.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh well. If you don't mind, might as well pick up some new robes. Mind if I come with you?&quot; to edaric

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Like, top-shelf quality.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;True. But our hands won't be empty.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Our plate is only so big.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If.. it's like... you are right, and she is right - we can't deal with everything ourselves.. but the other side..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't even know how to handle all these things. Let alone the new ones that will show up when we report in.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Could be between 10 and 60 GP.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang brings Ed along, too, considering he wanted to do some shopping as well. :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hop on ,Ed!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not at all. C'mon.&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'll pass.&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu sure? Hy kan fit hyu both.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's ... like cooking soup. You can't make it from two bones and a barrel of water... but add less and less.. and at some point, you'll go hungry with the bones rattling in an empty pot.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure. It's nice to walk after flying.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Either one of us is drunk or I'm just not clever enough to figure out that one.&quot; He chuckles.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe we both are. Who knows.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd rather not be so close to such powerfuly heated steam. It can scald just as bad as fire can burn..and I've no desire to burn again if things go wrong with your machine.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I ain't gonna lie.. I'm running on fumes here. XP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Look.. you're worried about it. Let's just report everything and leave it up to the wisdom of the whole of us, instead of just the two of us. We can worry about taking it further after that, huh?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm gonna have to drop. I'll leave the server up for you crazies. ;P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vy does no vun trust me on dis? Hy've hed it for years und it hes yet to eksplode...&quot; &gt;:

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But you are right.. it's something to consider ... Maybe once we deal with our current crop... Yoriver, Paz.. and once the two drow are behind bars.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sleep well.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vorst dat's heppened iz a part broke, easy to fix...&quot; &gt;:

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Probably because it's an 80mph unicycle. *CHOP'D*

RAM:<font color="#990000">Not a unicycle.

RAM:<font color="#990000">The front wheel is just covered in the picture.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just don't really like being that close to heat if I can avoid it. &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I suppose so. That's why the Mace has ranks, after all. Hell...thinking of it... If I haven't spent most of my life chasing drow, I might have been a commander by this time. Gradia's a senior analyst, and she's younger..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It's insulated...&quot; &gt;:

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe. You have the attitude to replace the Commander.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's the..thought really. I've lost too much to fire to casually harness it into a machine to ride.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe if you had less fun.&quot; |3

Teeny Rin:<font color="#A14D7F">It's because you're too easily manipulated.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#A14D7F">*bricked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;See hyu tvo dere!&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd nods

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Attitude.. hell, some of the folks I recall.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, Edaric...how long have you been with the guardians?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He searches for a little bit, and eventually finds just what he's looking for. Top-quality sexy Gnome-sized nightie get! -60 GP!


 * Teeny Rin spit-takes coffee

VAE:<font color="#000000">I wonder just what sort of organisation sells erotic underwear in Akellon

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">EXOTIC CHAINMAIL

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, reminded of that monty python sketch

VAE:<font color="#000000">from Holy Grail. Castle Anthrax

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh... lemme think. A few months. Since Ehlon... 6th, I think?&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm hoping they're busy or fact-finding or something.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I should probably start celebraing that day. De-Petrification Day.&quot; :3

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*confused for a moment*

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;De-Petrification? How did you come to be petrified?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Eventually, Shankfang makes his way to the Tavern, face red, package under his arm, with a massive dreamy grin.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I wanna turn in my sword for a while. I've got the money for a long enchantment.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well... it's a long story, but we've got time.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I kind of wanna take that break we talked about.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A break would be nice.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll see what duty permits.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Duty to the Mace.. and to ourselves.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...Thomas and Miron haven't left the tavern yet, have they?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell.. this bloody mess has been giving me nightmares these days.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I've been under the impression they did, and are walking through town.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Unless it was just me.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aelian and I've been friends for a long, long time. So when we decided to become adventurers, we paired up and went off together to do it. Well, one day, we made the fateful choice to investigate a tribe of goblins who'd been said to have been kidnapping people.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">they left - after all, Miron specifically didn't want to discuss the local business with the drow in tavern

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;The ones Gnoggle took the leger from?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ah, nevermind.

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's why he kept it off until end

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Are we staying in Thalinde for the night?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..There's still the whole thing about Sszeyl being interested in the Mace.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;To cut an embarrasing story short... they were. And we ended up being captured by them, and sold to a mad sculptor Jonah... Restren, I think his name was. Yep, those are the ones. The Redmaw goblin tribe. I remember because their leader was a bugbear with red-dyed teeth. He smashed my lute.&quot; :|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And a million other things. But that'll probably be the next big thing.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah well... at the least, he seems a lot more.. reasonable than I thought. Besides?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Restren wasn't really a sculptor. He was using a pet cockatrice of his to petrify people, then sell them as statues.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Lia, are we staying overnight in Thalinde?

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whether he gets taken is truly a matter for Commander Ashmore to judge, and I'm fucking glad it's not my issue.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ael and I both got petrified trying to fight the beast.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah well... at the least, he seems a lot more.. reasonable than I thought. Besides?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hah. That's the spirit. Chock up another one for jurisdiction.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whether he gets taken is truly a matter for Commander Ashmore to judge, and I'm fucking glad it's not my issue.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So they freed you when they tracked down those sold by the goblins?&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Okay, I think I'm done. Freakin' starving ova hea.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a ... liberating attitude.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">hehm yeah

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Need to make myself a sandwich or something.

VAE:<font color="#000000">we'll leae the inquisitors to their drunken banter

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the sculptor's basement with some of them standing about.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">because i'm fading as well and it's almost 5AM

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lia~!

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Must of been somewhat embarassing, waking up and finding out they'd succeeded where you'd failed&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">anyways, anything else here?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Know what.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Save the log yourself, and send me

VAE:<font color="#000000">imma gonna leave this place open

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Goodnight. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">bbut go to sleep


 * VAE tiredlyn


 * VAE tiredlynx

RAM:<font color="#990000">G'night!

VAE:<font color="#000000">but yeah

VAE:<font color="#000000">this was friggin' fun

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Good to have you back!

VAE:<font color="#000000">once I got into it... about halfway through the scrying

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honestly? I was just happy to be alive, and that Ael was alive.&quot; ^^; &quot;Ael and I went with them to hunt down an evil druid by the name of Freida Briarclaw, in the woods near Redtree, who'd also bought people from the goblins. Afterward, we travelled with them back to Castleton, thinking that we'd part ways there and pick up adventuring again. They offered us a place to stay, and, well, Tathi and Aelian were already getting on very well.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;So we stayed, and the rest is history.&quot; :3


 * Gamal-Junayd chuckles

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's one of the things I hate. How it takes me time to get a hand on the character properly.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Whaaaaaat? :P

RAM:<font color="#990000">Are we staying in Thalinde overnight?


 * VAE crawls off sleepily

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see. what else can you tell me about hte guardians? Most of them seem...less than forthcoming about themselves or the organization, even after Thomas invited me to join you all&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Don't think so.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mkay, just checking. Thanks!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can try to fill you in a little. Anyone or anything in particular you want to know about?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">In which case, Shankfang goes off to track down Max, package under arm, face red, dreamy grin in place. |3


 * Edaric, Tutorial Guy. *BRICK'D*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are your goals overall?&quot;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">And I think I'm done, too.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gotta watch the new Korra before bed!


 * Dr. Hatari noms Ed for, &quot;To do a barrel roll, press Z or R twice.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">also, for when we get to the silk, what would it take for a full silk desert outfit. just so he has a change of clothes

RAM:<font color="#990000">So, g'night everyone!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Awesome session, Lia! :3

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Guardians are a pretty loose group of friends and adventurers right now. There are hopes to grow it into a proper adventurers' guild someday... but right now, the main goals are just to do what good we can in the world. And of course to get the dragon ghost out of Sszeyl's head.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">About... mmm... 20 GP? More if you want something fancy.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;A full adventuring company huh? No wonder ther are so many of you then. Most groups operate with far fewer, and are more specialized. I guess once you have enough, you'll have multiple groups?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The gold is a nice perk, too.&quot; Chuckle. &quot;Don't know. Probably. We're getting along so that now, having fledgeling adventurers along with us is like murder for them. Most of us can take out a simple zombie or skeleton without breaking a sweat now. A young, new adventurer wouldn't. ... did I seriously just say that? I'm not that old yet, am I? &quot; &gt;.&gt;;


 * Gamal-Junayd chuckles again

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps say..inexperienced, or untrained. If it helps you with your self image.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That works.&quot; x3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or a raw recruit, anyone who's not a veteran.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;One who has not, I believe, seen the elephant.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Veteran still sounds old. It makes me think of grizzled old warriors. Or those elves.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Seen the elephant?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a saying regarding veterans. No clue where it comes form...or what an elephant is really, but I heard it in one of the jobs I took. The soldiers said that you could look into someones eyes and tell if they'd seen the elephant or not, in relation to whether they were fresh faced and hadn't been on the battle fields before.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's pretty clear to me you've seen the elephant, then. What about you? What's your story?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;My Story? how much do you want?&quot; he chuckles &quot; Where I'm from? My Childhood? My life as a mercenary?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's go with the last one. Adventurers' childhoods have a tendency to be the kinds of things you don't talk about when sober. There are exceptions, but just going from your scars...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;My scars... I was burned attempting to save my parents....My Parents were being burned alive...I didn't know it, but they were already dead. But I...I dove into the flames in an attempt to pull them out...By the time I knots were broken and I dragged them out..I'd lost more than just my parents to the flames. I'd lost my face, and any semblance to being human. I left my tribe...it's chieften had ordered my parents burned, and I knew I couldn't settle such a debt then...So I left. Little point in dying attempting to gain vengeance is there? Just adds another corpse tot he pile. Since then, I've worked various jobs, sometimes a coook, sometimes a soldier, but always on my own, training..so someday I can go back and get the vengeance they deserve. When that happens..maybe I'll get eh scars healed...but they have very much become a part of who I am, now.&quot;


 * Edaric looks rather struck by the story.


 * Dr. Hatari looks in, nomming sammich. =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;....... maybe I should have asked about the childhood instead.&quot; He chuckles weakly, though it doesn't last. &quot;That's.... just... wow. Not what I was expecting at all. I'm glad you decided not to follow that up with more death. ... Vorel-Svent is Draconic, isn't it?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beautiful... something.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, a number of tribes in teh desert have names in Draconic. as far as I can tell, the founders just heard the words and thought they sounded nice. Theres some tribe out there that has a name that translates into silly-ape. I guess my tribe was lucky to get ours...it means beautiful kill&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Appropriate for a warrior's tribe's name.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">MEANWHILE; &quot; -- and apparently they just draped arms over each others shoulders and started bellowing this drinking song while the firebreath shot all over the place -- &quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*snrk!*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. Though our tribe hasn't been doing that well. Before I left, we'd just lost a war with another local tribe..it was in part what lead to my parents being burned. ...since my mother was an outsider, the chief who took over after the old one was killed in the war blamed our loss on false teachings, and said the only way for them to regain strength was to purge the heresy fromt he tribe by fire...My father tried to stop them....I wish I'd been home, but I'd been out on patrol...came too late.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;So... you're Moscran... and your tribe is back there that exiled you. I think the next seal for Sszeyl's dragon is in the desert... will you be okay with going up there?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even if I never go back and defeat him...simply being out here, becoming known, proving my style of combat taught to me by my parents works and is powerful...is a form of revenge...proving their teachigns and style work and were not the reason for the tribe's defeat.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I should be. It's a big desert, and theres many tribes, the chance of us running into my tribe are slim&quot;


 * Edaric nods. &quot;That's a good way to look at it. Carrying on the family name and traditions honorably, and doing well by it. I met an adventurer once who said the best way to get back at someone who gave you an insult or looked down on you was to do what you loved and succeed by doing it. Sounds like you're on the right track there.&quot; :3

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">Or ARE they...? Nyaa -- *BRICK'D*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yeah I fully expect something. I was warned about you dredging backgrounds :)

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Still, if we do encounter them..depending on who we encounter, it could get..difficult.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There's no better way for a character to doom himself by saying &quot;the chances of X happening are slim.&quot; :B *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">normally the chances WOULD be slim. ifthere wasn't plot bunnies involved no doubt

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I seem to recall saying, &quot;We won't be wanting for living funds for some time after this&quot; when we got the loot back to Resca... =w=;;;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I could always spot you some gold, Tom. ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">10 gold? that's like, ability to live for 10 years as a peasant!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The question is, could you ever spot me enough?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">You are encouraging bad habits.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">You're not even in this scene! &gt;:O

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Ninja. Were you ever completely sure I wasn't? =3=

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Nin nin! &gt;:3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you know what portion of the desert the seal is in?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if there's one thing about the Guardians, it's no matter what we say or what disagreements we might have with each other, when things get rough and sword and spell start flying about, we pull together and support each other. Just be sure to tell us in advance if there's somebody you either absolutely want dead or absolutely want alive or want to take on one-on-one or what have you, all right?&quot; :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a clue! We'll hopefully be learning about that when we get back to Castleton.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The grandfather of the two dragons we have with us right now lives there. I... think. He runs a pawnshop called the Pearldust.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I will. And really, I don't want to kill anyone...simply going one on one with the chief and winning...would be all the proof I needed that it wasn't my parent's teachings that led to the tribes losses.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Duly noted. Is embarrasment fine, though?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Embarassment?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've heard interesting things about desert mirages. Never been there myself... but they sound like they'd inspire some magic. -- Oh. Most of the battle magic I know is either for supporting allies, but there's this one spell I know that makes people collapse in gales of laughter, and I might learn more before we get up there.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you mind if your tribesmen look like fools for a bit mid-battle, is what I'm asking?&quot; :B


 * Gamal-Junayd chuckles

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's fine. wounded prides can heal. corpses can't.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Oop, get rid of the either.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;True. True. Well... mostly true.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;True disregarding miracles.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The power of life and death -- magic over the eternity of the soul -- wielding by your doofy drunk wandering friend. &quot;|D&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miracles are things that most people just can't afford&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">tom should wander by the silk center. then at least you could join the convo of the few people still awake

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tempting. I liked reading what I saw developing just fine, though.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Ed quiets significantly after that statement for a while.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I need to talk to Tathi. Sometime soon, I think.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh? mind if I ask about what?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF"> HI ED.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aah... it's silly.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000"> !

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">O SHI-

Edaric:<font color="#000000">WHERE DID OU COME FROM. O_O

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">did tathi follow them to the silk shops? hehe

Edaric:<font color="#000000">*YOU

Edaric:<font color="#000000">YOU STARTLED ME SO BAD I COULDN'T SPELL. *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it's important enough to be an issue, it's probably not that silly. Unless it's meant to be a prank.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I happen to notice Tathi's name. XP

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nah. Far from it.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welllllll... it's about Aelian. He's really serious about his relationship with her. They're planning a life together. It's... well, we've known each other for a long time, right? I think I said that earlier to you. We've known each other since we were kids. He's the closest thing I have to a brother. My siblings are all sisters. And Ael's an only child.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Worried about how she treats him? Or just looking out for your best friend?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So... well... he doesn't have a sibling to give the lover the 'if you hurt him I'll hurt you' speech. Which is becoming more relevant now that I've seen her family. No wonder Ael's worried her dad's going to kill him.&quot; ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So your going to do it? Even if it's suicide?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, someone's got to do it, right?&quot; :P &quot;Besides, I've got experience!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Pizza rolls. :9

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Experiance at telling people far more powerful you'll attack them if they dont treat your best friend right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Wandering!Tom, dreamily walking by, catches sight of the two and decides to amble over. |3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">and as far as silk purchases, gamal will spend a little extra on his outfit for quality, so 30 gold.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, no. But experience giving the speech, I did it with my sisters' boyfriends. And I'm not stupid enough to attack an evoker head-on.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus glomps over Ed. |3 &quot;Eee~eed~&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm a bard. I can do more damage in other ways.&quot; Ed shoud not sound this devious.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Giving him warning at all could be all he needs...Oh..hello Thomas...are you okay?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Fortunately, the glomp makes the devious mood short-lived. &quot;!!&quot; Clatter fall!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Tom! Ack, gods you're heavy in that armor.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Have you ever been in love?&quot; |D

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes...but why would you ask that?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was just wondering~&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah...? Tom, are you drunk?&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We know so little about one another.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you going to be able to hold on when we fly?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it's still a perfectly valid question!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha! Then it's valid to turn it back on the questioner!&quot; :P

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fine then..what about you?&quot;


 * Edaric tries to shift. Uff, I only have a Strength of 13 -- don't fall, Ed! Stand strong! ^^;;;;


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns a bit. He's still leaning all over Ed.


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;..I don't know, you know?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's been enough to wonder.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;You don't know? People are usually pretty sure about falling in love.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was hoping one of you had some great insight to tell about.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd gets on thomas's other side, and tries tot ake some of the weight off Ed

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Thanks, Gamal. ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">two people supporting one drunk

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">One has to wonder how drunk Tom really is, and how much it's simply that he is a silly person.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">One armored silly drunk. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He does weigh 280lbs, yes.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;God, how do you wear all that armor..your heavy Thomas....and really, I'd think if you'd been in love you'd know. &quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You wanna talk about it?&quot; Much easier to be silly and carry on a conversation when you're not toppling over. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't! I mean. It's.. been a couple of times. Besides -- you're dodging the question.&quot; |O

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe we should start heading back to max..if you've got all your purchases&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ohhh, I don't know about that. You know the old song about how you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I answered right off the bat, I didn't dodge.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What was it?&quot; |.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I said yes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh. And it was obvious, huh?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, yes it was.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ah..&quot; He hangs his head and looks at the ground for a moment of contemplation.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Love works in mysterious ways. Sometimes it drifts into your life like a feather and you scarcely notice it until it's on you for a while. Other times it hits you like -- I don't know. Shankfang's bike coming out of the blue.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks a bit.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fast and loud?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;And built on confusing principals...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;And it can break your ribs.&quot; :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Imagine that thing hitting you all of a sudden.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think it'd do more than just break your ribs.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're just left dazed wondering 'what the hell happened?'&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hey, hey.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Did you ever have someone?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus peers at Ed.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I already said yes. oh..asking him&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh...&quot; Ed gets a dreamy look for a moment. Do I be silly with this or answer honestly. :.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;A few...&quot; By the grin, he's chosen silly. &quot;There've been some I'll never forget, like Lucille... we went through lots of good times, me and Lucille... long summer nights spent out beneath the old oak tree... cold winter nights beside the fire... out on the road...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll never forgive that bugbear for smashing her, she was a good lute...&quot; |3


 * Thomas Lazarus falls quiet.

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

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;You named your lute..Lucille?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wait, huh?&quot; D|


 * Edaric snickers.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So was that love one of the obvious ones? Or you didn't know you were enamored till after she was smashed?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm trying to be super serious, here!&quot; Thomas suddenly stands up of his own power. Although he's still holding the others. =w=;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, yeah, of course! The non-magic lute I have right now's named Cecilia.&quot; :P

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Okay, okay, serious answer, sorry. &quot; ^^;;;;


 * Edaric dangles.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I mean, you're a bard. You're a sentimental guy..&quot; {|3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing as serious as Aelian and Tathi, or Shankfang and Talfeera, but yeah, I've been in love a few times. Tom, could you put me down? &quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does he have to be? Couldn't there be some bard out there who's extremely serious and plays all his songs in a deadpan monotone?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus complies.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks.&quot; ^^;


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks at the thought of the brooding super-serious bard. |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... That would be the most boring bard in the world.&quot; =w=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't say he'd be any good.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;True enough.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Uhhhhgggg - I don't wanna ask Shankfang - uuuhhhhhgggg..&quot; =w=;;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about Aelian, then?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Really thomas..waht's brought this on?&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not Swallowtail, is it?&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Huh? No..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;She's pretty and all but I'm pretty sure she's like, a decade younger than me and all business.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good, I think Sszeyl's been making eyes at her anyway.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is it a dragon? Is that why you were asking about dragons ability to breed with anything?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus scoffs incredulously. &quot;It's not a freaking dragon, for crying out loud.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then who is it?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns slightly. &quot;...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I won't tell. Would you, Gamal?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I don't thin..k.. that's something I really wanna say right now..&quot; He glances down uncomfortably.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why would I?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't even know, anyways.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not like who Thomas likes is going to have any impact on the guardians.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless it's Tathi.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Obviously it's something you want off your mind thomas, or you wouldn't of brought it up. why don't you share?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Why does it have to be about me and who I like, anyways? Hoisting me on my own.. ... ..question.&quot; |9

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would be one odd and dangerous courtship. Somebody would end up as a pile of ash.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Id say the worst of it would be the fathers from everything I've heard&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ooop. Yep. You got me.&quot; He rolls his eyes upwards and sighs. &quot;It's Tathi alright.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus mock-flails in defeat. |3


 * Edaric chuckles.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, come on, who's the lucky girl that's attracted your attention?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But seriously..&quot; He sobers -- surprisingly a lot.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've just been wondering. About how to figure out how to know. How you feel. How to understand what's a stupid, base, fleeting nothing, and what's something. About how to handle that conundrum.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Also I guess I did some drinkiinnngg and I talk when I driiink and you know how that goes.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you been thinking about her that way for a long time? Or him, I don't judge. You know what they say about bards, anyway. Not me, but it's what they say. &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The epic continued adventures of drunk Tom.


 * Thomas Lazarus pauses for a moment.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Really? You have to decide if it's someone you want to be in love with, or just let it be a passing fancy. If you don't do anything abuot it? It will never become anything more.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;.. ... ..What do they say about bards?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're deflecting again.&quot; :P &quot;Besides. What Gamal said. If you think you might like her, why not just ask her out once? The best that can happen is that you have a wonderful, life-affirming experience with someone you can share a lifetime with. The worst that can happen is she says no. Right?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Oh.&quot; He laughs. &quot;I didn't mean to that time. Honest.&quot; |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; But you know what they say. That a lot of funny things happen backstage at shows, if you get what I'm saying. &quot; :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Ahhh.. ... ..not you, huh?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--I mean--&quot; |9


 * Thomas Lazarus tries to remember the question.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nah. But trust me. You see some funky things if you hang around the show business crowd.&quot; :B

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes..yes you do. I've worked some stages as a dancer...They get almost as creative as soldiers kept out in fhe field at times.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What did I deflect again?&quot; He chuckles.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who the object of your affection is.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nah. Tom can keep his secret if he wants to.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh. Well, you're just gonna have to deal with that one.&quot; |B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whats the fun in that?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you been thinking about her that way for a long time? I'm going to assume it's a her unless corrected.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He smiles a bit weakly and sighs through his nose.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No, not really.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't know anything. Like.. I feel like I couldn't name three things about them. I just don't even know.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, that's where you start.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I feel stupid thinking about this seriously.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sulks on his leaning buddies. {|P

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sit down, have some small talk, maybe a few drinks if you want.&quot;


 * Edaric teeters a little. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Huh, yeah, drinks clearly go over real great with me lately.&quot; |3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's never stupid to think seriously on someone you might like&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, that's about all I've got. ^^;;;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">And then.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Drunk Tom is fun. :B

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Dragons happened. *AREA TRANSITION*


 * Teeny Rin is bricked.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">haha

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well it is going on 2 AM for your daylight people. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">more nominatoins Thomas - &quot;have you ever been in love?&quot; Edaric &quot;I loved Lucille, and then she was smached&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">only 1 am

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, yeah.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gamal nom for backstory reveal. It was an interesting read between Ed and he.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Double nom for Ed the Ear.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Liatai, do you have any - oh wait you write the noms. *brick*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">hehe

Liatai:<font color="#000000">With shades of Tutorial Guy. I could just see the dialogue options appearing in a menu. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Edaric picks downwards on the dialogue wheel. Tells half-truths, gains chaos points.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">he is a bard afgter all

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who do you want to learn more about? &gt;The Guardians &gt;Aelian &gt;Tathi &gt;Thomas &gt;Swallowtail &gt;Gnogglebolt &gt;Sszeyl &gt;Edaric &gt;Miron &gt;The Deffbike &gt;The Dragons &gt;The Pets &gt;....&quot; *brick'd*

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Well it would deprive the rest of you of roleplaying opportunities if I just spoiled the good parts! :B *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">heh. Since ed seems the most talkative...Gamal might ahve to come back for more inforamtion gathering

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">*cursor wavers over The Dragons* Terri: :3! *... Cursor suddenly arcs down, double-clicks The Deffbike. Party discusses engine physics for 20 minutes* Terri: &gt;:O

Edaric:<font color="#000000">:D Social interaction!

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That part is going to be fun to read in log review. That's another part I glazed over while typing. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;Blah blah blah healer handalk -- suddenly, engineering and physics?! What the --&quot; :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The log is approaching a complete 12 hour circuit of the clock. It's going to take freaking forever to review.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">sorry, got bored and decided to start something instead of sitting there since I wasn't the only one with nothing to do

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's fine. Always good to generate RP.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I always encourage initiative.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">RP with others is also invariably better than, say, isolating yourself and telling incomplete stories for four hours.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But damn if that wasn't fun.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">haha. that was still awesome

Liatai:<font color="#000000">At least Tom missed out on the drama this time! XP

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He so called it.


 * Thomas Lazarus is already in vacation-mode. |3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">but how long can vacation last?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Until my sword is finished. *brick'd*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mmkay. Shall we vacate to the IRC? :3 Or to bed?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Campaign file's saved, and I'll grab a log.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">any xp for last minute noms? heh. more xp is always useful

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yeah blatent beg :)


 * Thomas Lazarus levels up from drunkenly gushing on his teammates?!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mmmm.... okay. 200 XP to Tom, Gamal, and Ed for the RP. :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ooh nice. and that would be an epic way to level up

Liatai:<font color="#000000">People in Akellon have the weirdest levelling histories. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tom and Aelian especially.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I didn't really level.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Aelian, however, has actually leveled up from having sex.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And being a giant coward.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">awww

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tom levelled off Aelian's revival.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">haha. wow

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">get laid..level up

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aelian levelled up recently from being patted on the shoulder? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He leveled from flipping his shit and hiding from Raerarael the first time. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">There's some kind of weird circle of life going on in here somewhere. *arrow'd*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Anyways yes. IRC.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">to IRC!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To ze IRC!

You have disconnected.