Session 64

Ghostwish has connected.

Liatai:Wonder how long it will be before people notice the server is up. :B

Ghostwish:*SNRK* I do the same in cold war. :P

Meany has connected.

Liatai:A person! :D

Meany:A people!

Ghostwish:Meowmix. :&gt;

Ghostwish:Gonna go make lunch. back in a bit!

Dr. Hatari has connected.

Meany::V

Meany:YoDocOc.

Meany:How're the tentacles today?

Liatai:Wasting time wating for the session to start by looking for new Swallowtail faces here. So useful! :o http://www.animecharactersdatabase.com/

Liatai:... even if it does put Szayel from Bleach in the female category. :B

Meany:Um.

Meany:He kinda is.

Meany:<font color="#660000">His hollow hole is in his groin.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... did not need to know that. o.

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Found a decent image for an older Swallowtail, at least... with a little cropping.

Meany:<font color="#660000">You mean Miss Francis Drake/ Rider?

Meany:<font color="#660000">The pinkette with the facial scar?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hmm?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I didn't notice her. :.

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/5457-1498656105.png

Meany:<font color="#660000">Beware the lower back problems.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">This was the image I found.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">So srs bsns.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hah, you wouldn't say that if you'd seen the full image. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">what'd I miss? :.

Meany:<font color="#660000">We're missing VAE and Fae.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The shirt is ridiculous.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and Ram!

Meany:<font color="#660000">And RAM.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/images/2583/Nanao.jpg

Liatai:<font color="#000000">VAE and Fae have already said they wouldn't be showing, and RAM is going to be late.

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/4758-1195854383.png

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Looks a bit too spacey for Swallowtail. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">and...what -did- I miss?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Maybe her ditz sister.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though I'll save it anyway. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">what was said about what image? :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Liatai: Wasting time wating for the session to start by looking for new Swallowtail faces here. So useful! :o http://www.animecharactersdatabase.com/

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/6186-316638498.gif

Meany:<font color="#660000">That screams elven hound lady to me. =3=

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/5016-297432184.png

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*snrk* Terri goes over to the dark side?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am reminded of when we mentioned drunkmonk Terri.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Without her inhibitions, she turns into this furious pugilist. Beware.

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;HAVE AT THEE, SIR.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would be so like her to break someone's face in a three hit flurry and leg sweep, and then blow a raspberry at them on the ground.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This should not be so easy to picture. XD

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/5046-177354883.jpg

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh gods kill it with fire.

Meany:<font color="#660000">It's Pamela's good twin.

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">THAT'S THE EVIL'ER ONE.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Most dictators are good compared to Pamela.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This section of the log is going to look very funny on the wiki. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Also, uh, that 'nanao' image. That is indeed, ah... one *cough* hell of a shirt. &gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I wasn't kidding. =w=;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I cropped it to here and it looked decent, at least.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">.... I'm sorry but it still shows.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It's the face.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">That's the &quot;I have giant tits&quot; face.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can't help it if no one does art of the two chatacters I use for Swallowtail *sob*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This is why we can't have nice things, you guys.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/4758-1342270290.png

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Seriously, try to find images of Alkaid from .hack or Luna from Soul Calibur that aren't traced versions of official art or don't show gigundous amounts of cleavage. =w=;;;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">For what it's worth, I think the crop of the last one was good enough.

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's ghost who ruined it. Pervert. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Welcome to my world. =w=;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">At least Alkaid has fanart. Luna has nothing. :B The foibles of being a minor fighting game character.

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway! Shall we get this ball rolling, as it is?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. Are we gonna wait for ram, or no?

GM:<font color="#000000">The sooner the hags are blown up, the sooner Gnogglebolt can come in.

Green Hag:<font color="#000000">... did the squiggly thing say &quot;blown up?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">eh, ram should be back by then, I suppose. &gt;.&gt;

Annis:<font color="#000000">Given the sounds we've heard? It wouldn't surprise me. =w=;

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/uploads/chars/4758-1921081439.jpg

Meany:<font color="#660000">Pardon the lower back probllems.

TMG:<font color="#000000">anyway, imma go afk for a bit.

GM:<font color="#000000">Where did we leave off last session... Ah, yes. Under Braxton Falls.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Brb, bio. :v

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I forgot to vandalize the under braxton falls gm token. Durnit.

* GM checks other maps. &gt;.&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">^_^

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm starting to think Meany's criteria for character source images are not nearly strict enough. That woman has glasses. And I've seen you change Qorach's face to like half a dozen wildly unrelated looking bald men before. And Daveak. And Sszeyl. :P

GM:<font color="#000000">The morning dawned on yet another rainy day, Rada, Yondallon 9th, 1221 CA, in Braxton Falls with a dose of shenanigans after a somber night. Well, for some. The elves seemed to hit their stride again quickly enough.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">To be fair one of them was a ninja.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">For we are kinky.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sphoning the rumor mill turned up the fact that the Vigilant Guardians were being searched for by the city guard -- not to arrest them, suprisingly!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">We have failed, my love!

GM:<font color="#000000">There was a drunken hill giant behind the Thirsty Orc bearing a hag eye, which was very efficiently dealt with. It's still rather amazing to the DM that no one managed to wake up the giant. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">That would because Tom didn't roll listen. &quot;WHAT?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Reporting back to the Leaden Mace, it was revealed that the hags' hideout was in every adventurer's favorite location...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To be fair we did sic a ninja on it.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And that is the historical end result.

GM:<font color="#000000">The sewerrrrrrrrs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Why do dangerous things love poop and dark so much T_T

GM:<font color="#000000">A walk over a flooded channel, through an illusion, and through a mob of zombies has led the Guardians to where they currently are, having let one ogre flee to the wilderness, looking ahead to where the hags are said to be, behind a &quot;Thokruk.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">So, shall we carry on?

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">DM move, awaaay!

GM:<font color="#000000">As you go north through the dank tunnels, you come to a heavy stone door.

GM:<font color="#000000">The DM apologizes in advance for the horrid fog of war in this next section. Take it away, Guardians. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">This player plans to mock the fog of war incessantly, until rocks begin to fall. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Pardon me a few, pizza ready.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( By the by, are you the type of DM who makes rolls in secret, or should the elven secret door sniffers be rattling off search checks everytime we walk into more doors? ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They wouldn't be secret doors if you can see them to walk into them. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I tend to let elves know if they walk within 5 feet of a hidden door, though, so they can roll Search checks.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">lol, you missed the joke. You cannot simply walk into more doors. :P

Meany:<font color="#660000">&gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bluff checks, on the other hand... those I tend to roll in secret if the bluffer's modifier is over +8 or +9.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So don't wait for me to call Sense Motive if something strikes you as suspicious. ;3

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( don't mind me, just making some sense motive macros... :P ))

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( gee, what's this scribbled all over my character sheet.. &quot;LEARN GLITTERDUST.&quot;. Hm. :P ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I saw that. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Spot check!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Question is, did you see my note on Aelian's sheet? :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Listen check!

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Aelian's gonna multiclass. ))

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( Aelian's father is the elf and his mother is the human, Ghost. :P Aelian is an only child. ))

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Or sorc, whichever works better. ))

You whisper to Meany: Sszeyl hears some muttered arcane words beyond this door...

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Is there an Arcane Wiz char? ))

* Sszeyl motions to hold.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aelian's too Lawful for sorcerer. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Very quietly: &quot;Voices.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi perks up. &quot;Where?&quot; She whispers.

* You roll to yourself: 1d20+10 =&gt; 17 + 10 = 27Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Voices...doing some sort of spell behind the door.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 2 + 3 = 5&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Knowledge Arcana check.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It would be Spellcraft, anyway. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi hisses. &quot;''Go! Now! Now!''&quot; She whispers fervently.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Want to pre-roll initiative?

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 6 + floor((19 - 10) / 2) = 10&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Elros:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 13 + 3 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* You roll to yourself: 1d20+4 =&gt; 8 + 4 = 12Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Poor bard.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">--Zup. =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 15 + 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Arrange as you like, and buff if you wish.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hmmm. One moment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Did we note what was in the big ol' ogre room treasure pile for lootlog purposes?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Has it been five minutes?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Also, that.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">2900 GP, a banded agate (9 GP), a golden pearl (80 GP), a piece of zircon (70 GP), 46 tinderboxes (46 GP), a chariot (100 GP, 200 pounds), a cauldron (10 GP), a sedan chair (100 GP, 60 pounds), a necklace consisting of nine orange citrine beads on a leather cord, a translucent cyan potion that smells like slightly sweetened raspberries, and a carved bone with an eye motif.

Meany:<font color="#660000">I think we did.

Meany:<font color="#660000">There was a necklace of fireballs in there.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Which I would like lots. :O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ah yes. Nevermind then. It was recorded.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Buffs, you say.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Go go Giant Tom?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see. Divine Favor and Divine Power for Tom.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Since they're self-only. =w=;

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">You know what would be useful as a pre-battle buff? :V

Meany:<font color="#660000">True Strike.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The timing would be really hard. It only lasts exactly 1 round.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">huh. how did otto cast fireshield on multiple people?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Multiple castings?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fireshield, Mass. It's its own spell.

Meany:<font color="#660000">*shot*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fireshield is normally self-only.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">bah, which book is that in?

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;Slay Living, Mass!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Complete Arcane. It's a warmage spell.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ready?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Also. What is Sszeyl's unarmed strike damage die?

Meany:<font color="#660000">As a hungry badger.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">for wizards and sorcerers too.. but level 5. Durnit.

Meany:<font color="#660000">d8.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Goes up to d10 in two levels.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Welp! Tathi casts fireshield on herself. 8 rounds. :&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas casts Enlarge Person on Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/enlargePerson.htm

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">(Oven again sorry =w=;;)

GM:<font color="#000000">Suddenly, hugedrow!

GM:<font color="#000000">Interestingly enough, he doesn't even need to stoop in these tall tunnels.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Lowers my AC by 2. &gt;:.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gonna let it just cool on the oventop for now.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">But I has +5 strength now.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&gt;:V

GM:<font color="#000000">The door opens to --!

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I still have 40 movement.

GM:<font color="#000000">... an empty room.

Aelian has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Invisibility! &gt;:V&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:|

GM:<font color="#000000">Another heavy stone door sits on the far side of the room.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Curious. Does Aelian hear anything?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 11 + 10 = 21&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+11 = 8 + 11 = 19&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

You whisper to Ghostwish: Aelian doesn't so much hear it as see it. Indents in the puddles of water near the far door... about where an ogre's feet would be. The dips in the water's surface shift back and forth a bit.

You whisper to Ghostwish: Around 40, -67.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian's eyes widen.. and he suddenly shoots!?

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow, and lets fly at DEM FEET. &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 4 + 7 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage! (-4 for invisible target)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually, it's not a -4, it's a d100.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;There! Just to the right of the door!&quot; He says, pointing at 40, -67.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Oops. &#171; &#160;1d100 = 87&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The arrow soars -- and riccochets off the top of the doorframe with a clatter.

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.* Thomas Lazarus narrows his eyes and advances with a quick series of clanks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Assuming he doesn't run headlong into any invisible opponents, he grips his holy symbol and belt, and unleashes a spell. (Checking..)

Meany:<font color="#660000">Greater Dispell Magic?

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What do I look like, Drayco?

* Thomas Lazarus draws a flask from his belt and holds it aloft while reciting a prayer. A soft yellow glow overtakes it, and a rain begins to fall indoors. Holy rain! (&#171; &#160;2d6 = 6&#160;  &#187; untyped damage to evil opponents in the area per round. No save.)

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

Ogre Mage:<font color="#000000">You can see hear a roar of pain and see a large shape outlined quite nicely in the rainfall, trying to shield its head with its arms.

Elros has received initiative.Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, there's more. *read read*

Meany:<font color="#660000">Hey hey hey. :o

Meany:<font color="#660000">Does that reduce our miss chance?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It does indeed. :3

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Break me off a switch, son.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">There gonn' be a whoopin'!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry to have rained on your parade, Aelian, but ranged attacks into the storm incur a -4 penalty. Those inside also have -4 to their spot/listen.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">They shall never hear your screams. &gt;:O

Elros:<font color="#000000">The ranger double-moves!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Atleast you went first. =w=;

Ezer:<font color="#000000">... oh-ho.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">A THOUSAND CRIES FOR MERCY!

Ezer:<font color="#000000">Say, how far can you go on a charge again?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Double base movement.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... that's -perfect.-

Ezer:<font color="#000000">Ezer seems to have been inspired by the lion's charge earlier.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Are you insane?

* Thomas Lazarus looks surprised. D: Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Vargie, talk sense into the GM!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Hey, how long have we had that cat-

Ghostwish: <font color="#ff">(( brb, letting puppy in ))

Ezer:<font color="#000000">2 claws &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 12 + 8 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 13 + 8 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; melee &#171;  &#160;1d3+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d3+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and bite &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; melee &#171;  &#160;1d4 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;, followed by two rakes with the back claws &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 6 + 7 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d3 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 14 + 7 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d3 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Ezer:<font color="#000000">Since Ezer has scent, as well, if I'm not mistaken, he pinpoints opponents within 5 feet.

* Thomas Lazarus looks increasingly surprised. O_o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;4+3+4+1 = 4 + 3 + 4 + 1 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ogre Mage:<font color="#000000">I'd imagine the ogre is, too.

Ogre Mage:<font color="#000000">Considering that little cat just tore him a new one.

Ezer:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-2+2 = 3 - 2 + 2 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; versus &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 20 + 12 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for lulz.

Shankfang the Deffrider has received initiative.<font color="#0000ff">TMG is disconnected.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Did Ezer just win, or did the ogre?

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">I'm too baffled by all this to tell.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#000000">Shankfang takes aim and lets one fly! &#171; &#160;1d20+11-4 = 13 + 11 - 4 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;3d6+1 = 11 + 1 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 66&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ogre Mage:<font color="#000000">The ogre managed to bat away the serval's jaws before they latched on completely -- but the bullet slams into it flawlessly.

Sszeyl has received initiative.Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can share Ezer's space, Sszeyl.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Ah, excellent.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Legally, even. You're two size classes above him. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Charging is +1 to the attack and how much of an AC penalty?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">+2 to attack, -2 ac.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">+2 attack, -2 AC, I believe.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Ah, good.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hello, poppet.

Ogre Mage:<font color="#000000">Meep.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 8 + 10 = 18&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Judo MAIM! For &#171; &#160;2d8+5 = 15 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; damage.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 41&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Durned miss chance!

Ogre Mage:<font color="#000000">... Judo Maim, indeed.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&gt;:D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tomi'd. =w=

Ogre Mage:<font color="#000000">Bits and pieces of the ogre become visible as Sszeyl slams it back into the door.

Ogre Mage:<font color="#000000">The invisible form slumps to the ground and moves no more.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I enjoyed that a bit too much, methinks. =3=&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Combat over! :D

* Thomas Lazarus frowns harshly. Really, harshly. He doesn't seem overly concerned with the rain pouring on his head.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well darnit. Waste of a fireshield.&quot; Tathi mutters.

* Thomas Lazarus looks back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe not.&quot;

* Ezer cleans himself off.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Shaking for loot. :V

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's keep going. Quickly now. We have a lot of magic still in effect.&quot;

* Ezer trots back to Elros with tail-stub held high.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It'll still be of use if we hurry.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Give me that pretty eye~

Liatai:<font color="#000000">100 PP, a pair of leopard fur gloves (600 GP), a pewter flask that has two black dragons decorating it (160 GP), a slightly mossy silver font set with emerald gems in the shape of Ehlonna's holy symbol (6000 GP), a suit of alchemically silvered full plate (1900 GP), an ogre-sized greatsword (50 GP), an ogre-sized chain shirt (100 GP), two arcane scrolls, a quartz crystal on a leather cord, and a red potion that smells like mushrooms.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Aye, gather our spoils later, Sszeyl. We're moving for now.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">You might want to pause. There's another hag eye.

GM:<font color="#000000">You now have four of them.

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Into the bag of eyes~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;More of them than we thought.. still. It's all the more reason to --

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=w=; &quot;-- keep moving while this magic is up.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">This is the section where the VBL is awful. =3=;;;

GM:<font color="#000000">Form up!

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Undale!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Listen check!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see. I should count rounds.

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can see lights up ahead, and hear shrill voices.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">1 in the ogre battle room. 1 talking. Atleast. 1 walking so far.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Shall I break them now? :.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus lays a hand at Sszeyl's back.

* Thomas Lazarus simply nods. Read his mind, apparently.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Judo ANNIHILIATE!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">'''Mountain Hammer! &gt;:O'''

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d10 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d10 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d10 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d10 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Whoo. Okay, time for DM maths. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;9+4+3+8 = 9 + 4 + 3 + 8 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4+2+8+2 = 4 + 2 + 8 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;8+5+1+6 = 8 + 5 + 1 + 6 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Dr. Hatari places highly dorky black thick-framed glasses on Mink.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">sorry if I'm quiet. having to play with a teething puppy. -.-

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

GM:<font color="#000000">From the next room, you hear a chorus of shrieks!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">As the drow grinds all four eyes into a fine powder.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll initiative, my friends, for now is the time to strike!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Dex check!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Party time..&quot; Tathi says quietly as she prepares for battle.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 1 + floor((19 - 10) / 2) = 5&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

* Thomas Lazarus flourishes his blade around with a quick flick of his wrist and nods. &quot;That it is.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 11 + 1 = 12&#160;  &#187;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 11 + 5 = 16&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 5 + 3 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 14 + 3 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Probably 2 more rounds in transit. I will set Divine Power at 3 turns left, and Divine Favor at 5.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Darn high-maintenance short duration buffs. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 1 + 1 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( *snrk* ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All those hag eyes spying on you.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And you -still- apparently managed to get the major drop on the hags. XD

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian swings his longsword at *, &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!(bard bonus!)

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Hey! &gt;:|

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">:U

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Now, ladies.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Play nice.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">The ninja poofs out of visibility.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">*casually stomps on Aelian's foot* =3=

Aelian has received initiative.Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">*casually makes the drow cease to be* ^_^

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">My SR is too great for you, Witch! &gt;:U

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian grimaces.. &quot;There's hideious, and then there's..&quot; He mutters as he draws a bead..

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Ooo.. these are still humaniod, right? Not magical beasts?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Darn you, getting all the necklaces of fireballs, pyros. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not that kind of bead, I think. :B

Annis:<font color="#000000">There seem to be two gnarled, twisted elderly humanlike creatures here, stumbling about a flickering circle on the ground, clawing at their eyes and wailing. One has green skin and extremely matted hair, while the other is purple-skinned and well over 9 feet tall! They are not magical beasts.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Durn!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow, and lets fly at the green hag! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+1 = 6 + 1 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Tavia is on guard. Bark! &gt;:O

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Your arrow sticks...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Right about there.

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

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tathi! Some kind of magical field!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus races in and flicks his eyes about. &quot;...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus notes the floating arrow. &quot;..?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">You hear a voice a little to your south -- &quot;Is solid. I tried.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Great..&quot; He looks back. &quot;I'll cover you. Figure out what they're covered with?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Poor Sea Hag.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas readies an action to cast Mass Resist Energy, if any obvious cold or fire or such comes at the group.

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

Elros has received initiative.Elros:<font color="#000000">Double moving!

Shankfang the Deffrider has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#000000">Double moving!

Sszeyl has received initiative.Meany:<font color="#660000">This is the hags.

Meany:<font color="#660000">http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc239/Spiderniners/juggernaut.jpg

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Maybe if we stopped and MSpainted big red X's over his eyes.

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

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Could I just step across the water?

Meany:<font color="#660000">From the wall to the island?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You could. It would take an extra 5 feet of movement, though.

Meany:<font color="#660000">30/80 double movement.... :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Any blockages?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Does whatever stopped the arrow stop Sszeyl? :.

GM:<font color="#000000">Nothing seems to obstruct Sszeyl's path.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Next turn. &gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">'''You. '''

* Thomas Lazarus murmurs, &quot;What the..&quot;

Tathi has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;It's just on the bridge&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian titls his head. &quot;Possibly just over the bridge?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi eyeballs the stopped arrow. Spellcraft?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 4 + 14 = 18&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's check the DCs... and roll Knowledge (nature)?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 16 + 8 = 24&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge, nature!

You whisper to Ghostwish: Luckily, your Knowledge check covered what Spellcraft didn't. When a covey of hags is all together, they can manifest a number of powers that are remarkably similar to high arcana. Weather control, you knew... but also, hollow cubes of force.

Tathi whispers: ah ha. Well then!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hrm. So it's true. Hags, in groups, can manigest higher powers than they can alone. And they've gone and put a cube of force on the bridge. Well then.&quot; She says, raising her arms in arcane gestures..

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">.. and she promptly casts dispel magic on the bridge cube! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 17 + 8 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; cast check!

* Thomas Lazarus nods uncertainly.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Using a forcecage instead of a force wall?

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">=3=

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not that it matters much. What's the DC of such a check, 10+caster level of the effect?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">That can't be good. &gt;.&gt;

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tech, something wrong?

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm just seeing the potential for fiendish evil here. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">With a crashing sound much like shattering glass, the air to Sszeyl's right seems to crinkle and pop.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The arrow clatters to the ground.

TMG:<font color="#000000">on part of the DM

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi smirks, blowing a bit of magical smoke off her fingers. Done!

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Bardic song is a go! &#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 17 + 15 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Perform check for Inspire Courage!

Meany:<font color="#660000">And the dragon that was in the forcecage.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Is now free.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Silly, forcecages are transparent. They're force. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom grips his sword and lowers slightly. He's getting ready to charge the hags now that wizardry has opened the way. &gt;:|

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">There is always an answer: WIZURDS.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Meany: And the dragon that was in the forcecage. Meany: Is now free.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Bah I say! Bah!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yeah, I was thinking something like that. x3

Meany:<font color="#660000">Sorcerers!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What are inspire courage's effects again? +1/+1?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Naw. Sourcederpers suck.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would help if I knew what all the bard songs did and what they were named, I know.

Annis:<font color="#000000">The tall hag hisses at the sound of giant drow footsteps splashing loudly over the canal. With a shriek, she leaps straight at the monk! Prepare for dice-roll-a-rama.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">+1 damage, +1 attack, +1 versus fear.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Oh you want some of this?!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You want some of this?!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Half of your &quot;this&quot; is my &quot;this&quot;. =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Details!

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Son, do not tempt the D20. It will introduce you to its great, oriental legend name. Ho Lee Schit.

Annis:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 1 + 13 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+7 = 4 + 7 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 58&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 50&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; She swipes with one clawed, gnarled hand! &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 15 + 13 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+7 = 1 + 7 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 52&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 78&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; And another, and a bite! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 10 + 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 78&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 36&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Second and third hits hit, if mis chance allows.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">miss*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">wait, why is there two sets of percentiles? What'd I miss?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">She has Blind Fight.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She might have blindfight is my guess.

Annis:<font color="#000000">The bite and one claw manage to find their mark... now roll Grapple versus &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 6 + 18 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Remember you get a +4 bonus to your normal grapple check for being Large.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Does Inspire Courage buff Grapple checks?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi grimaces. &quot;Well damnit. It looks like Aunt Hagnis wants a hug.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I believe so. It is an attack roll.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though I'm not certain. Grappling is always strange.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 2 + 17 = 19&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Grapple! &gt;:U

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Durn!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It does act as an attack roll, and the end result is defined &quot;as if attacking with an unarmed strike&quot;, but it's really ambiguous. I would say DM's call.

TMG:<font color="#000000">well, first you have to make the touch attack

TMG:<font color="#000000">that's a normal attack roll, and there is a size modifier for the normal attack

TMG:<font color="#000000">and if I recall, it's a size -penalty-

TMG:<font color="#000000">I know SMall creatures get +1 attack

TMG:<font color="#000000">Large creatures I think get -1 attack

Annis:<font color="#000000">The hag suddenly leaps onto Sszeyl and starts clawing. &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 6 + 13 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+7 = 6 + 7 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+13 = 17 + 13 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+7 = 2 + 7 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d100d1 = 52&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d100d1 = 71&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">-but-, for the actual grapple check after the touch attack, large creatures get +4, and small creatures get -4

Annis:<font color="#000000">Ouch. Both of those hit.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We were talking about inspire courage, techspam. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Drow is down.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;13+9 = 13 + 9 = 22&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sszeyl!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;13+9+8+7 = 13 + 9 + 8 + 7 = 37&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;37/2 = 37 / 2 = 18.5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A-HEM.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl takes 18 total damage, Thomas takes 19.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thank ow you ow.

Green Hag:<font color="#000000">The other hag shrieks out something inquisitive in Giant and reels toward the sound of melee.

* Thomas Lazarus flinches harshly from the barrage of blows as lacerations open over his skin, seemingly from nowhere. &quot;Tcshh... ... heh ... aunt hagnis ... =w=;;&quot;

Green Hag:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 5 + 13 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;2d100d1 = 92&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Ow. &gt;:o

Green Hag:<font color="#000000">Ouch, and another 4 for Sszeyl and 4 for Tom.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You're on my list!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Not before mine!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Seeing as the End Of The World is getting dogpiled, Thomas takes some initiative and levels an open gauntlet towards Sszeyl. Take &#171; &#160;1d4+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; immediate healing from Close Wounds, you, before my turn resets.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Thanks!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail dashed across the bridge as soon as the force block had vanished. &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+1+3d6 = 2 + 1 + 7 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; She unfolds her tessen with a snap and slashes at the green hag!

Aelian has received initiative.Green Hag:<font color="#000000">The hag shrieks and whips its head around.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian draws back his longbow at point blank range, and lets fly at *! &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 13 + 13 = 26&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage! (bard bonus!)

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( ack!! dumb macro! That was at annis, not poor mr asterik ))

Annis:<font color="#000000">Lucky thing Aelian's such a steady shot. The arrow sticks in his target this time, not in an invisible wall!

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( and done ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas falls into a speedy clanking charge, his enchantments flaring up into a rather intense blue glow. The Annis has a gruesome two-handed stab coming its way. &#171; &#160;1d20+23-8 = 3 + 23 - 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10+11+16 = 7 + 11 + 16 = 34&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The damage roll is actually 3 points too low. I forgot bard song and divine favor's damage parts. But I think it missed her anyways. =w=;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually... *calculate calculate*

Annis:<font color="#000000">Had she had her sight, yes, you would have missed her.

Annis:<font color="#000000">But.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Now I smell like corpse.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Thank you, dice. :V

Annis:<font color="#000000">The stab pierces her -- and throws her backwards into the water with a loud splash.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Underground'Dice Gods:<font color="#0000FF">You're welcome, emo-drow.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cat after my snack D: Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">puppy after mah feet!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The circle on the floor ceases to glow.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, letting this frisky puppy outside.

Elros has received initiative.* Thomas Lazarus whips his blade at the cave floor once, liberating it of a bit of hag-blood.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Thank you, Thomas. =3=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Quite alright.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cat go away

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Underground'Liatai:<font color="#000000">... she deleted Elros.

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

Evil Cat!!:<font color="#0000FF">No!

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

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">okay saving my tokens now.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That should be the session save file.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In which Cocoa sabotages the campaign&quot; probably wouldn't be distinct enough, though. |B

Elros:<font color="#000000">That was a strange excursion. O_o

Meany:<font color="#660000">Attack of the Half-Fey cat.

Elros:<font color="#000000">Oh well! Swording!

Elros:<font color="#000000">Elros swings his steel longsword! &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 14 + 12 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#000000">Thomas is treated to a very loud BANG. Shankfang takes aim and lets one fly! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 2 + 11 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;3d6+1 = 13 + 1 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#000000">And the shot went way over anyone's head.

Sszeyl has received initiative.Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hello.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 2 + 8 = 10&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Judo Maim! &#171; &#160;2d8+5 = 11 + 5 = 16&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Damage!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sonuvatwo!

Green Hag:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eeeyaaaaaah --&quot; D: !!!

Green Hag:<font color="#000000">The hag bumbles out of the way of the fist.

Tathi has received initiative.Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi shoots off a series of dazzling bolts, each one zipping through the air shaped and flying like autumn leaves, headed right for the green hag!! &#171; &#160;1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1 = 2 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 2 + 1 + 4 + 1 = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

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

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

Green Hag:<font color="#000000">And the sudden blast of magical artillery from the rear does what the drow's fists could not. The hag's keening cries are shut off abruptly as she crumples.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Finally. =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Served, and done.&quot; Tathi intones in elven.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The greater of the templar's divine empowerment fades away. He's no longer enveloped in blue flames.

GM:<font color="#000000">Now if you'll excuse me the cat and dog are teaming up to take my peanut butter pretzels D: Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Le shrink? :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Judo scold pets!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What is this sigil on the ground?&quot; Tathi wonders aloud as she examines the odd symbols.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl could actually remain embiggened for 7 more minutes if he so chose.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl drags up the Annis corpse for looting, then the Sea Hag corpse for the same.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">How odd. He's treating the corpses with a fair bit of respect. :.

* Thomas Lazarus releases a slow breath.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good. ... Maybe now this town will be free of its catastrophes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;What is this?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl reaches down and taps the cube experimentally.

GM:<font color="#000000">Whatever that sigil was, it is fading fast. Perhaps it was a mark of the covey.

GM:<font color="#000000">The cube appears to be solid, set into the water to form a sort of bridge.

* Thomas Lazarus gives the large Drow some holy light. &#171; &#160;2d8+9 = 10 + 9 = 19&#160;  &#187; Healing

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Sszeyl!&quot; Tathi barks. &quot;Get away from that until -after- I examine it!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">^^; &quot;..Probably sound advice. But we appear unscathed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Then stop oggling Aelian's backside and get to examining! &gt;:U&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, the sigil is just a harmless bit of ego. Now let's see what that is..&quot; She says, peering down at the cube.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She glares at Sszeyl. &quot;So. Increasing your size proportionally shrinks your brain. Fascinating.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus &#171; &#160;3d8+9 = 11 + 9 = 20&#160;  &#187; healing for self.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Was that really all of them? Seemed... easier than it should be.&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm not sure. We did find a fourth eye...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Could there be a fourth? Or can one hag simply make two hag eye amulets?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, admittedly, one was out of the fight before it even began..&quot; She says, noting the sea hag. &quot;And they were blinded. But, yes, the fourth eye is troubling. Don't hags only get one a peice?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Knowledge (nature).

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 10 + 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge, nature!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 1 + 7 = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; knowledge nature!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've no clue. But we did check all the other doors in this lair. This is it. Apparently..&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Man Tathi is hot. Huh? What?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He eyes the cube displacement in the water mutely.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A hag covey always consists of three and only three hags, Tathi knows, and they can make any number of eyes.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Mmm, no. We got them. I just recalled that hags can only form covens up to three a peice. And they can make any number of eyes. How much platinum would you wager that the sea witch over here had the extra eye?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances aside. &quot;..I see.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The cube sits in the water very cubeishly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I wonder, then, if this is the second town we've officially towed out of hell.&quot; He remarks quietly, and offers a weary smile while looking at the ground.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Spellcraft? Knowledge arcane? SENSE MOTIVE!?

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Shall we go, then?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The first. :B Though I doubt you'd need to roll. It's the same as the bridge block.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Huh. Hold it. Why did they put a cube of force.. down there?&quot; She says, peering. Is there anything inside the cube?

Sea Hag:<font color="#000000">The hags had no loot on them.

* Thomas Lazarus sheathes his blade.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Perhaps as a bridge?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nothing is inside the cube... but it's sitting at the level where it would make a very handy bridge, indeed.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl inspects the water. &gt;:.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 6 + 5 = 11&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Spot check!

GM:<font color="#000000">The water is wet.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi blinks.. &quot;What manner of hair-brained tactic were they plotting?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head slightly. &quot;I'm not sure I care to imagine.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Unless there's something back here they wanted easy access to..&quot; Tathi says, heading across the cube.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No elf-radar pings.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She just has a quick look around.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Huh. Just stupid hags then.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl stays a giant for the purposes of carrying loot.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Tathi, could you indulge me a bit of fire and leave this hags ablaze as we leave?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..It just feels.. right.. to be that sure after all the trouble they've caused.&quot; He clanks off for the entrance.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">GM movement? :V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">In the meantime, is there any loot you'd like ID'ed? :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Man Liatai is hot. Huh? What?

* Ghostwish flees for his brick'd life.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well I for one liked your other shirt, Swallowtail. *BRICKS*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Snap. Well, if a wall of fire was what Thomas was looking for, the hag-a-que has officially kicked off.

GM:<font color="#000000">.... Ghost was that you who drew a giant &quot;HI!&quot; in the fog of war? :B

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">No!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&gt;&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is a RAM!

* Ghostwish keeps running.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">an arcane scroll with a seal depicting the Eye of Boccob, and a greataxe sized for a gnome, a necklace consisting of nine orange citrine beads on a leather cord, a translucent cyan potion that smells like slightly sweetened raspberries, and a carved bone wand with an eye motif. two arcane scrolls, a quartz crystal on a leather cord, and a red potion that smells like mushrooms.

Meany:<font color="#660000">You missed everything!

Meany:<font color="#660000">All the fightink!

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's all the text in lootlog with un-I.D.'d items.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But out of context it's kind of useless. :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">Necklace was id'd by Spellcraft.

Meany:<font color="#660000">It's a o' Fireballs.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Yes, I am here.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Arcane Scroll (Detect Secret Doors (25 gp), Silence (200 gp)) (total 225 gp), Greataxe (Small) (+1 weapon) (2320 gp), Necklace of Fireballs (IV) (5400 gp), Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds (300 gp), Wand of Detect Secret Doors (6 of 50 charges) (90 gp), Arcane Scroll (Mirror Image (150 gp), Pyrotechnics (150 gp)) (total 300 gp), Arcane Scroll (Read Magic (12 gp 5 sp), Displacement (375 gp), Summon Monster III (375 gp)) (total 762 gp 5 sp), Potion of Enlarge Person (250 gp)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You missed the two arcane scrolls the ogre mage had. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Clearly, a non-elf made this scroll..&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">I see I missed the Hag fight. And Sszeyl becoming huge-sized.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Quite possible, with my glazing copy/paste. =w=;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Did I get to shoot anyone, at least?

TMG:<font color="#000000">irc, ram. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You did! You shot an ogre mage!

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">and yes, Shankfang shot at one of the hags, but missed

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Were my notes updated to reflect the shots fired?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, but you only used two.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Mkay, updating!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The battles went quite swimmingly, and we were just about to return to the surface.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let me know when you're done, so I can vworp. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, would you care to know the strategy the hags had planned?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'm sad I missed the fight. I didn't get to make any post-mortem one-liners!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas offers a nod of thanks to the wizard, and proceeds back to the surface world solemnly.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I assume they were going to basically use their moat and secret bridge to kite melee, to use MMO vernacular.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">(1) Set up forcecage. (2) Watch charging eager opponents faceplant against forcecage and laugh uproariously. (3) Set sea hag on crashers with hideous visage while the other two, yes, kited melee. :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">And I assume that plan failed miserably?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That would have been lulzy. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thanks to Aelian winning init and putting an arrow in their wall, yes.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep. The first things to meet the forcecage were a cautious ninja and an arrow. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail tried to cross the bridge while invisible, hit the wall, and started going to cross the moat.

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, whoever's climbing out of the sewer first?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll a Fort save. :B

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Who has the highest fort save?

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Then I think Tom should climb out first.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">No metagaming.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">But tom was at the front anyway.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">So you get off easy this time, mister. &gt;:|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Fort: &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 2 + 7 = 9&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;: Meany:<font color="#660000">Shank's also in front.

Meany:<font color="#660000">As am I.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You don't climb out of a manhole side by side.

Meany:<font color="#660000">No, they ride on me shoulders? :V

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You, mr large, are not climbing out at all. Have fun shrinking first!

GM:<font color="#000000">Tom ends up banging his head against the side of the manhole as he pokes his head up and gets blasted by a horrendous gust of wind.

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

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

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ackpth!--&quot; He staggers down a bit.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow catches him!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You okay?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his head.

GM:<font color="#000000">The rain seems to be letting up, but the hags left a parting gift -- rising winds.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat looked a bit painful.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Ow.. &quot; He looks up. &quot;?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Be careful. It's crazy up there.&quot; He tries to ascend again.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi peers upward at the sky, and sighs. &quot;Ah, the glories of magic. Even after the caster is gone, some spells continue to operate.. especially those tied to nature.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The manhole cover is now off rolling and bouncing down the street. The wind is making an eerie whistle over the manhole.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And so the cover went off on it's own adventure.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;.. I really hope that doesn't bean some stuffy guard in the groin.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Fighting evil, and slaying fiends.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dem Hegs. Even ven dey're dead, dey're beink diffucult.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You're a horrible liar, Tathi.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And giving the rolling skull a friend.

GM:<font color="#000000">Fort save as you climb up again, Tom?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Fort: &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">This time you make it up without hassle.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Drat, brb 1 shake

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall I just assume that the group hustles to Mace HQ using giant Sszeyl as a windbreak? :B

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">With my skinny ass? You bet your keister!

GM:<font color="#000000">Just inside the lobby, in the cloakroom, Shankfang sees a familiar face...

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">JAWS MUSIC

Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#000000">They didn't let me get blown away! I'm safe! :D

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dragula, hyu are hokay!&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Back already, I see -- why is your drow enormous.&quot;

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">OOO LITTLE PERSON-

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu for vatchink my Deffbike!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ohhh no you don't.&quot; Aelian says, quickly catching Tavia by the leash.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang immediately goes to inspect his bike.

TMG:<font color="#000000">back, reading up

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">But, duly note. The leash is -straining- to keep the massive puppy at bay.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was remarkably quick.&quot; The halfling delicately covers her nose. &quot;So you've been in the sewers. Well?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Three hags, served up hot.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;A few ogres, too.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So, Gradia was it? Did you order your hag burnt, crispy, or charred black?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, killed a bunch uf ogres und hegs. It vas very schtinky, as Hy em sure hyu've jnoticed already.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You've also got an....what was it?&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you proof of your deed to set the townsfolk's minds at ease?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Al-something.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">The great thing is I can fart all day long and no one dare blames the dog!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;A squat, wingless waterdragon.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">and read up

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;In your sewers.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Alligator, Sszeyl. Alligator.&quot;

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

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

* Gradia Thorngage folds her hands, looking at the group flatly.

* Dr. Hatari returns.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't suppose you brought any physical proof of the hags' death with you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Loot is dropped on the ground.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Naught but a filthy blade and their valuable effects, ma'am. I requested the bodies burned.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu are velcome to go und inspeck for youself.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well, you heard her, Thomas. Go bring those stinky, charred corpses up here. They should be well done by now.&quot; Tathi says, smirking. &quot;Make sure you put them on her desk too.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm willing to speak under a zone of truth, or with one of those truth potions.&quot; :v

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian groans. &quot;Tathi..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What!? She wants proof!&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;That will do for proof, their effects.&quot; :\ &quot;We have inquisitors already routing what are left of their minions in the streets.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs through his nose and blinks aside to Tathi flatly. He doesn't remark.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi grumbles in elven.

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;...Hy liked Taddi's idea...&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">9.9

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Four ogres were observed sprinting for the hills shortly after you left for the underground.&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hrm. We missed some then. I suggest we hunt them down.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Yes, one was actually defecting from the hags.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hopefully their spell that has stirred up the winds dies out by tomorrow.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are to be commended... what did you call yourselves, again?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi rolls her eyes. &quot;Rangers.&quot; She comments.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What!? We agreed to help the city!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Vigilant Guardians and guests.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;The Vigilant Guardians.&quot; Tathi says.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, dat iz vat ve are kalled?&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vigilant Guardians. The town of Braxton Falls will forever be grateful to you for putting an end to this menace.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ah yes, I guess you're our newest member? We'll put you through your initiation hazing later.&quot; She says, grinning.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tathi!!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What!? I was just having a bit of fun..&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vas gunna say 'Doze Pipple Vo Run Around und Do Tinks.'&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may keep the effects that you have found in their lair, as per the Outlaw Apprehension Reward Act of 1028.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Woo!

* Thomas Lazarus tries to ignore the usual shenanigans breaking out behind him with a morose look and forced smile. &quot;..Just glad to be able to serve the people, ma'am.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...De vo vat?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;No taxes?&quot; Aelian inquires.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">&quot;Someone elbow Aelian.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Excuse me, mr. law worshipper?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Enjoy the elbow to the side, Aelian.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">But she elbows him anyway.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">X_@

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now then. Are you all involved in the cases Miron Steelsprocket has brought to our attention? The Cal'tel letters, the drow in mithral armor?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Aelian goes into negatives!!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Ankle bite.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Plausibile deniability. =3=&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hey! Not you too!&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Rrrrr. &gt;:D

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And suddenly.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Shrink!

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Shankfang.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes, we've been tracking a supposed drow in mithril.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Poor Shankfang, he has no idea what they're talking about.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Inquisitor business, more or less.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To Gradia, &quot;Yes, ma'am.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack! Phone.

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">what the fuck is wrong with my brain? I can't remember if the elven god of magic is male or female. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Alobal? Male.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy em gunna need zum eksposition later...&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No, Taddi. Not eksplosion. Eksposition.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi just smirks at Shank.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. Thompson will brief you on our findings in the archives. Please follow me.&quot; And the halfling starts to walk toward the back of the building...

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So, Thomas, when are you gonna ask her out?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Follow the halfling brick road!

Sending:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Lazarus. You are late with your report. Reply to this sending with an update as soon as possible.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I am going to politely tolerate your small person fetish and only say no.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He still has 6 words left!

* Thomas Lazarus flinches. o_o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">0:3

* Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his neck. Report..? &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160;  &#187; Wisdom check.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But.. okay..? D: Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi and Aelian follow, the latter barely keeping his hound from tackling the halfling toy.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Excuse me ma'am. I just recieved a sending from my local commander. Do any of you have the spell prepared so I might reply?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've only combat magic ready for today's operation.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh wait. You can reply to a sending anyways. =3=

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

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course. It is an essential part of our communications repitore.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oooh, zumone's in trubbel~!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's what Ashmore got as a repl;y

* Liatai counts words. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well. The request will stand. I'll need more anyways.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">It cuts off at 'I've-&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He got up to &quot;I've.&quot; :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ashmore got everything up to their

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">and now I'm imagining his face.

TMG:<font color="#000000">-_-

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He double-facepalms. &quot; Oh no.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Vargie, laugh with me.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang bursts out in uproarious laughter!

* TMG is giggling uncontrollobly IRL xD

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is happening?&quot; =w=;;;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...I spelled that wrong. &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom's face is super red behind his gauntlets. :B

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi.. is on the ground.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Sending has a built in return function, it seems.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF X_X

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And Shankfang is leaning against the wall, unable to fully suipport himself.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And it's probably someone I'm going to have a fight with.

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, what? o.O

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Oh no. Why? ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Back. Wasn't who I expected.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Mkay. back to lulz! :D

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">so you cast all your buffs for nothing? :P

Thompson:<font color="#000000">An older human pokes his head out of the archives curiously, wondering what all the laughing is about. :. ?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Ohmygod they're never going to let me live that one down.&quot; -///-

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

* Thomas Lazarus clears his throat after a minute of mortified paralysis. &quot;..Ah.. good.&quot;

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

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would you prefer to send the proper message before or after your briefing?&quot; Was that a flicker of amusement?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Normally I would be like, &quot;Now wait,&quot; but.. that was sort of pricelessly in-character. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; yup. x3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Aaand laughter done now.

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh boy, dat vas hilarious...&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well, then, no sense in delaying. Come in, come in. I just put a pot of tea on.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:O &quot;Tea?&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">Seems Richter isn't the only archivist who has a second home in the library. Thompson even has a small stove in there.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And here I just helped another Mace branch save its town from a covey of true witches. And reported to my C.O. while not wearing pants.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang follows closely behind.

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pull up a chair wherever you can find one.&quot; The archivist picks a stack of books off the seat of one chair. &quot;It's rather lengthy!&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">''This is officially the worst day of my life. D:''

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'll stand, if that's okay. :.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang clears off a chair for himself.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Underground'Esaleth:<font color="#0000FF">Copy cat!

Thompson:<font color="#000000">Tea and shortbread cookies are served. &quot;Now then, where to begin...?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi takes a seat, and a bit of tea.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Munch munch, sip sip.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian takes a seat, and a bit of the bread.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well. To set the stage, sorta-speak, for my companions and your benefit..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Inquisitor Steelsproket only just learned of this 'drow in mithral armor' in Lorellon as heresay. It only warranted further investigation in my eyes due to the mysterious insignia he's said to carry. One we've encountered before, and still have no idea what it is affiliated with.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let us start with the mundane and work toward the mysterious. Inquisitor Steelsprocket asked us to run a number of background checks, first.&quot;

* Thompson collects papers.

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and listens with a frown. He's still blushing a little. :B

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arivan Marathal. High elf, widower, 152 years old, and according to the town clerk, at least, a pillar of the community. One of the town's two main healers, if you don't count his daughter and the vet. Spotless criminal record, well-liked, though noted to possess a nervous disposition. Highly devout worshiper of Pelor, with a... more than slight evangelical bent. That may be in part his late wife's influence; Jane Marathal, Pelorite missionary, died Korda 13th, 1218 CA at 84 years of age from natural causes. They moved from Lissan Rook to Thalinde in 1197, with their adopted daughter, Sornala Marathal.&quot;

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

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, the daughter. This is where it gets interesting. 59 years old, listed as a half-elf... though the red eyes, white hair, and grey skin point at the idea that &quot;half-elf&quot; isn't quite accurate. Pelorite, of course -- as though she could be anything else with parents like that -- though, you know what they say about the children of priests. As soon as they're out of their parents' sight, they get in as much trouble as possible. Criminal record includes a number of tavern brawls, distributing drugs under the table, and a shoplifting charge from 1203. Currently maintains the family practice with her father. She makes the potions for the practice, and has developed a way to weave the magics associated with potions into a candy shell, which if nothing else endears her to the children of Thalinde.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of Thalinde, as you are headed there, the town clerk wished to inform you that at the moment the town is suffering from an outbreak of whooping cough, so be alert for that if you happen to possess a weakened constitution. There are a number of small-time healers in the town, but aside from the Marathals, the only healers in town with the power to cure disease magically are Margaret Soosden (known more colloquially as &quot;Old Maggie&quot;) and the vet, a halfling man going by Daldric Greenbottle.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">He pauses before the next bit of information for questions.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and this is where it gets interesting for Shankfang :U

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian winces at the mention of disease.

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

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, Marathal. M-A-R-A-T-H-A-L.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems faintly struck by the idea of a pelorite half-drow, but doesn't comment yet.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat iz vat Hy saeed, Maraddel. But...dat iz koincidental...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl's gone slightly...grim.

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;On to the slightly mysterious.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pellan'zyne... a strange name, and no sign of it in any records of any town within a 120-mile radius. Given the names that you've supplied in conjunction with it, however -- Cal'tel, the drow with the &quot;shining eye&quot; on his shield -- we requested that our branch in Manna look into it. Even with their extensive archives, however, they only found two references to any Pellan'zyne. One was from a 63-year-old account of an avalanche in Lissan Rook; the story goes that rescue workers came across what looked to be a drow raider crouched over the body of one of the survivors, engaged in spellcasting. Naturally, the worst was feared, and arrows were nocked to drive off the supposed necromancer, but before they were loosed, a priest of Kord with the party called them off. He had recognized the gestures of the spell; not one of necromancy, but one of healing! Unfortunately, as you likely know, the disciples of Kord are not known for their subtlety, and elves are known for their exceptional hearing. The drow bolted into the undergrowth, though other rescuers spotted him throughout the next few days, picking through rubble, patching up survivors, always on the outskirts of any group or area as if he were trying to hide. An old (and somewhat senile, unfortunately) veteran of the Underdark War who had turned out to watch the rescue efforts spotted him and remarked that he resembled a Pellan'zyne and tried to call out to him, but he vanished.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, that led us somewhere. Looking into the veteran's service record, we found that he had been stationed at Fort Winterhold up in what is now the Charred Veld. A review of the prisoner records turned up a Pellan'zyne of Helvirahel, a scout captured in Ehlon 1095, granted limited parole in Korda 1096, released at war's end in 1097. The operatives in Manna only had access to the most basic of records; any more detailed information would likely require a trip to Fort Winterhold.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of the drow with the &quot;shining eye&quot; symbol on his shield in mithral armor, there's another mystery. We've had spotty reports of his appearance all over this side of Akellon for the past twenty-five years. Sometimes with the black flying horse, sometimes not. Almost always just before an outbreak of monster attacks or catastrophe, or during such events. He's been a right nuisance in our fair city every time he shows up, too. Helping prisoners escape, abducting citizens... some of those damnable black feathers have even been recovered from the scenes of unsolved crimes! If you can track him down and capture him, the city guard would reward you handsomely, I can tell you that. Every Mace operative and guard in Braxton Falls has orders to apprehend him on sight for questioning and punishment. Not that we've even come close. He's like a Saint-damned pixie the way he seems to play with evading capture. We've been investigating to see if he has an ear on the inside, but no luck on that, either.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">Another pause for questions.

Aelian: <font color="#ff">(( letting puppy in, brb ))

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Miron's going to be insufferable after this.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is frowning a little bit.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Huh. Almost sounds like one drow going around doing good deeds, while one tries to ruin his reputation?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus simply absorbs the information with a contemplative look.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Vat iz so important about de Maraddels, if Hy may ask?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..It does rather sound like he's bad news, atleast. We should be on guard with this.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Shankfang.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..We've been asked by an exceptionally mysterious 'friend' to deliver a letter to one Arivan Marathal. ... Sort of.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The letter is sealed with the same insignia as this mysterious Drow seems to bear.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would this 'friend' be the elusive Cal'tel?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Dem, dat iz a koincidence. Hy hef a delivery for de Maraddels, myself...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes.&quot; He replies with a slightly reluctant tone, but no hesitation.

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;How curious!&quot; *_*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Miron has been piling precautions upon precautions, but his sense of prudence is ...&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;And you say it bears the same symbol as the mithral-clad rider's shield?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well he doesn't have a sense of prudence. He just assumes the world is always ending, to be frank.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I'm beginning to think this does sound like a very concerning plot.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus sighs lightly. &quot;Yes. It's also warded. We haven't tampered with it for fear of crossing who-knows how many people. Not to mention a fellow who has done us some good turns.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( bhbahsdhas attention craving puppy. x.x ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Perhaps we could ask Salishea to give us a direction to start looking when we get there.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;A nice returning adventure, perhaps.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">does Gnogglebolt still have the letter, or does Sszeyl have it now?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps. But that's some weeks from now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I have always had it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, right

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I don't trust Miron to steal it from any of you. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">to not*

RAM:<font color="#990000">...I will admit, I was expecting maybe some reaction when Shankfang mentioned having a delivery for the same person...

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not even the drow with mithral armor compares to Cal'tel for elusiveness. Now there is a true ghost, a master of evading the law. The fact that we even have his name is pure luck and happenstance. &quot;He&quot; might even be a misnomer; popular belief is that Cal'tel is a doppelganger, and they are genderless. If the drow with the mithral armor is tied to Cal'tel, well, that would explain why he has such ease evading capture. He's careful, crafty, cunning, quick... and his motives are a complete mystery. Inquisitor Steelsprocket inquired about the murder of the drow Xun'lay of Rilynasek, the first known case tied definitively to Cal'tel. It happened in Vantir Refuge, of all places, thirty-seven years ago. She had disguised herself as an elven dignitary come to visit. She was found dead in the restricted section of an elven academy's library, not five paces from a locked chest of ancient magical tomes from the ruins of Arytas Monastery in the Redridge Mountains; one precise stab wound from the front, directly into the heart. Consistent with the later deaths tied to Cal'tel -- precise stabbing wounds, never more than two or three, and often delivered from the victim's front.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;When her corpse was questioned by the local coroner, she gave her name and confessed to deception in order to attain the books of lore from Arytas Monastery. When asked who killed her, she answered &quot;Cal'tel,&quot; a mystery until her belongings were sorted through. A note was found among them, written in the Elven language; translated into Common, it read &quot;Your hand is poised to cut a thread which would crush thousands with the weight it supports. Reconsider your path, before the guardians of the thread become your undoing. They watch. Regards, Cal'tel.&quot; We have no lead as to who these &quot;Guardians of the Thread&quot; may be, aside from ostensibly the organization that Cal'tel considers or considered himself a member of at that time.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm sorry. I totally missed that. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">To be frank, weirder things have happened, RAM.

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;These cryptic warning messages are the common thread among Cal'tel cases, and they are easily twenty times more common than any murders. He has been tied to two other deaths; one high elf later discovered to be a member of the Maitraliat, and a half-wood-elf member of the Naira. (Both elven extremist groups, if you're unfamiliar. You may know the Naira as the bald wood elves -- they shave their heads and tattoo themselves to show their dedication to their cause.) The &quot;warning letters&quot; tend to be given to those of elven or drowish descent, though not always, from messengers of varied face, stature, name, race, and social standing. &quot;Micaryn&quot; is one of the names given by the messengers in the past, a half-drow youth. The warnings always prove to be pertinent, which begs the question of how Cal'tel learns of the things he cautions the recipients about. Common perception is that he is some sort of spy, though why would a spy endanger himself leaving behind calling cards? Others believe that he instigates these events, but then why would he warn people about them?&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you need more information on the Cal'tel cases, I can heartily recommend speaking with the Pascal siblings in Greyspire, Casali and Nyeldrim Pascal. Half-elves, private investigators. They're considered the foremost experts on the Cal'tel letters.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Wall o'text over. =3=;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Mm. That makes sense. We have reason to believe he assassinated a Drow enemy of ours in Castleton.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;He what?&quot; o.o &quot;My word. You are embroiled in some very sticky business.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Pascals would be practically tripping over themselves to talk to you if they knew!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ugh. The air reeks of politics.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smiles faintly and shrugs. &quot;So it seems.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;The who? =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;The private investigators he just mentioned.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you not listen?&quot; ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;Vat hef Hy gotten myself into...&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Too much information at once.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;My apologies. I have been told that I ramble.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I believe what we have here, given everything you've said, is one of Cal'tel's cryptic warnings. For Miss Pellan'zyne.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Thank you for the information anyway.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We shall see, I suppose.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Miss? :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, puppy wants out

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wasn't it a miss? =3=

* Liatai checks the infoblock. &quot;I could have sworn he said he a few times...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;And if he's a half-drow, I have my own warnings to give.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I thought that was Arivan's adopted daughter. =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;And a few blatant threats. =3=;&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sornala is Arivan's adopted daughter.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">or not.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nope, switched names around I see.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">stuck in house with wild, lonely puppy. save me please

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow at Sszeyl.

* RAM gives the puppy crack.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Karmic vengeance! :D ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't know how things work in Ezzebek, but try to remain open-minded here. It could be that this person doesn't know anything about Drow politics at all.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I know a good way to distract a puppy for a while. Do you have a Kong toy (something hollow) or a toilet paper tube?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm afraid it doesn't really matter. ^^;&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Put some kibble in it, put it on a hard floor, enjoy. :B

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Due to our population problems.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Half-drow are legally considered full-blooded drow in rights, and responsibilities.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;So, if this one is too young to have heard of the regime change, I need to inform him as such.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">thing is, he can't seem to figure out he needs to chew on the kong. we put treats in it and everything

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">and I also don't know where it is right now x.x

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;How secular you are, Sszeyl.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Have you tried peanut butter? *as Shadow licks the air in the direction of my bowl of peanut butter* :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( What about a squeaky animal? ))

* Thomas Lazarus looks a little incredulous. &quot;Let's just see what the situation is first.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, which one are we talking about here? The Pellan'zyne or the priest's daughter?&quot; Edaric looks a fair bit lost.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'll retcon the misunderstanding. It was really just player reading comprehension fail.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Pellan'zyn is of the Helvirahel, yes?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;More tea, please?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What makes you think every drow or drow-blooded is beholden to your nation, or, for that matter, even acknowledges it at all? They could very well regard your people as an enemy state.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least the one in the 1090's was.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;What they believe is ultimately irrelevent.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Certainly, here you are!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It was in my thoughts, Tathi. But this isn't really the time to fight his ideas on the matter.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Orgolloyss claims ownership of all drow. Everywhere.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;And expects them to obey, or die.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ah, how silly of me to forget.&quot; She says, rolling her eyes. &quot;You're not elves.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu!&quot; Shankfang goes back to sipping on tea and pretending he knows what's going on.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Do you expect them to obey, 'or die', Sszeyl?&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;You said you also bore a message for the Marathals, good half-orc? Did this message also come from Cal'tel?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I expect them to change their name, so that the person who didn't obey is officially dead, and I can just not be told their new name. :3&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's too much to ask.&quot; =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm afraid, there aren't a lot of alternatives. =3=;&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, no. Not a message. Hyu see, Hy vork for de Mazian post as a kourier, und dis iz my last delivery, as Hy em in de process uf movink to Akellon. It iz a delivery uf Anti-Kough #6, for de Voopink Kough outbreak.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;That's enough. It's not like we need to speak for any surface-worlder Drow. I'm sure they have enough bark and attitude to handle their own rights and responsibilities and whatnot.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Shankfang.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ah. That makes sense.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;All the way from Mazio? How curious.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi sighs. &quot;I must be old. I'm getting paranoid. Something keeps making me think this whooping cough might the onset of a terrible evil plot.&quot; She says, but then grimaces. &quot;Oh gods I'm turning into Miron!&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- But! I believe Senior Analyst Thorngage is waiting for you outside. Have you any further questions on what we discovered? Clarifications I can make?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, going to see if I can't find that damn kong

* Thomas Lazarus rubs a temple. =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Is there an actual description of the mithril-plated drow?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Like, a face, or something?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I could only muddy the waters further, my friend. Thank you for the briefing.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, Potions uf Kure Disease are ekspensiff. Anti-Kough #6 iz a Mazian medicine. MI onderstund dey are much furdder ahead by vay uf mundane treatments ten Akellon.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Although the insights only beg more questions.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und it iz much cheaper.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( brb, pizza's here! ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">oh thank god jack is here. HERE HAVE A PUPPY. *throws douglas in his face and runs*

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Athletic build, shoulder-length straight grey hair, about as tall as you are, a diagonal scar on the left cheek that trails up to the bridge of the nose, red eyes, and laughs like the devil whenever we pursue him.&quot; =w=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What a lovely description.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Thank you. :3&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Does he run sideways going &quot;WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Now all I need is a name.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">So I can put it on his tombstone. *_*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I don't understand you at all. =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Thank you. :#

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

* Thomas Lazarus bows.

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wish I could give you a name, but he's been devilishly slippery.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you for all your help, brother.&quot;

Thompson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anytime. Good luck with all this sticky business, hmm?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Thank you. :3&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thanks,&quot; He says with a whining, demoralized tone. He turns out to locate the halfling.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Too the loot! &gt;:O

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">The halfling is right outside the door.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And to the getting Tech in on this session.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But he's freakishly patient.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your sending, inquisitor?&quot;

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

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

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

* Gradia Thorngage waits for the words to send.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">how many words in a sending again?

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( 25 ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Twenty-five. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">(Losing it)

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">first sending: IMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRYIMSORRY

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ahhhhh *counts words*

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">*crickets*

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Anyways don't wait up on my account. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... ... ... Reporting in Braxton Falls. Local disturbance from witch covey and ogres; taken care of. Resuming journey tomorrow. Possibly being pursued by draconic agents. Remaining vigilant.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus hangs his head and sighs. &quot; I so hope he didn't share that last one with the others ohmygod.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Remember what I said earlier if you please, Mr. Deffrider.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He sounded like Ashmore for a moment there. Poor Tom. :B

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Loot? :3

Sending:<font color="#000000">For what it's worth, the reply is in Ashmore's usual stoic deadpan. &quot;Sending recieved. Maintain vigilance and carry on, Inquisitor Lazarus. We will contact Braxton Falls for details. Recall your weekly report in the future.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I don't understand.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What about it?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Gold, mostly. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Would like to get some things. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are you.. suggesting we split it now?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( No, just the actual coins. =3=; ))

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( We have like, thousands in PP alone. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Okay. I'll check.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I do love loot...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Resume RPs though.

* Thomas Lazarus bows slightly, with a faint blush again. &quot;..Thank you ma'am.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Off to the Cygnet, or back to the Dancing Priest for the night?

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Evil Drow, Dragons, politics...vat hef Hy gotten myself into here?&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're welcome, inquisitor.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang suggests the Dancing Priest, if only to delay his reunion with Gnogglebolt.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">7120 in coinage.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi recommends the Cygnet, if just to usher Shank to his doom. &gt;:)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I second that.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">D: Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But you guys don't even know about it yet!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Make peace with your brother! &gt;:U

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;7120/8 = 7120 / 8 = 890&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; munny for all!! &gt;:O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;890+611 = 890 + 611 = 1501&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Unless Swallowtail gossiped...*Glare*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. Best choose destination by debating IC?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1109+890 = 1109 + 890 = 1999&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">cuz you guys are just OOC-chattering. :B

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">While out and about on the town.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;890+235.4 = 890 + 235.4 = 1125.4&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas approaches Sszeyl at some point.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;5844+890 = 5844 + 890 = 6734&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Just as I was about to chatter with Swallowtail.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hmm?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;2824+890 = 2824 + 890 = 3714&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">The rain is finally starting to let up, and the wind is dying down to a more manageable level.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He hands off a small, heavy bag of 110pp. &quot;Thank you for the loan, earlier. These boots have been priceless.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;2815+890 = 2815 + 890 = 3705&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I feel so poor compared to you guys.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You're welcome. :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;110*10 = 110 * 10 = 1100&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1100+1999 = 1100 + 1999 = 3099&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well, Thomas is all about returning to the Cygnet.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Because fuck Braxton falls in its fucking ass that's why.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Braxton Falls - Random RP Maps'Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef a very bad feelink about dis...&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">too lawful for the lawful? :B

STOPRIGHTTHERE:<font color="#0000FF">STOP RIGHT THERE CRIMINAL SC-*brick*

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

City Guard:<font color="#000000">GUARD DOGPILE *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">While out on the town.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang can only recommend staying at the Dancing Priest. He doesn't really have any argument without revealing things he'd rather not reveal yet.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Swallowtail? :. May we talk?&quot;)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">In Auran, or Amayan?

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I can participate!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">This is student-to-student talk.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Regardless of what the party at large immediately does following departure from the Mace HQ, Thomas does go directly for the docks on his own.

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi and Aelian follow along with Thomas.

Tokens dropped onto map 'The Cygnet'TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm just waiting for the party to vworp onto the deck of the ship...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang tags along with Swallowtail and Sszeyl, so as to put off the inevitable for as long as possible.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;(I...must apologize for not doing right by the things you have been teaching me. I have not been intergrating the lessons of stealth and subtlety into my combat style. ^^;)&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">The deck is bare, though as you approach, you quickly hear a shout from the crow's nest from beneath what looks like a mound of oilskin cloth. &quot;'''Hoy! Get down belowdecks, hurry up! Get yourselves out of this weather!'''&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;(I have been trying, but it has not been obvious.)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A beleaguered templar tromps along the docks and up onto the Cygnet's deck.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He looks up at Stan and blinks a few times, then mutely nods.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(You have not learned much yet. There is not much to integrate.)&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi follows along quickly behind, followed by Aelian and two, oh gods, very wet dogs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Apparently, he doesn't mind being soaking wet at all. Luckily for him he cut his hair before this trip or his head would now weigh 40 lbs.

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*Tromp tromp tromp squish*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh sorry Hakutaku. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Oh. :. Then perhaps...we could schedule another training session after we leave town?&quot;)

Hakutaku:<font color="#FF0000">x_x

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Tom!&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Thomas can still hear the sounds of clanking and buzzing from the cargo deck

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hello Tathi.&quot; Tathi says, sighing through drenched hair.

* Thomas Lazarus offers a slightly warmer expression to Terri.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tathi says hi to herself?

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Terri, Tathi! 5 letters! Starts with a T! Ends in an I!

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Find a place and we will train.)&quot; She switches to Amayan. &quot;(We may wish to wait until after we get underway. Gnogglebolt may be angry and need calming. There may be trouble when we first get aboard.)&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus runs a hand back through his messy wet hair and chuckles. &quot;How've things been, kids?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Auran: (&quot;Avw, Hy don' know dat language...&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&gt;:P

Mateo Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;All quiet, sir!&quot; The kid salutes.

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;No blue giants! But everyone's gettin' grouchy 'cause they're inside all day.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Annnnnd that's right about when everyone gets drenched, some for the second time, as a pair of puppies the size of large dogs promptly unleash torrents of water all over the hallway.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;ACK-PFFFT!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I most certainly can't blame anyone for that. But it has been very dangerous in tow--awwwwww~&quot; He turns his head away as dog-shake happens.

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

* Terri giggles, guarding her face!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Lovely.&quot; A drenched Tathi mutters. &quot;I am officially drowning.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you for the shower, Amadre.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Weee, I look like some kid got into the hair gel. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Eventually, the clanking and buzzing sound slows down, and all goes silent belowdecks.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Amayan: &quot;(Shankfang and Gnogglebolt know each other, and there is family business between them.)&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stomps on the floor twice.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, we've got some news. Come on up please!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Double-take.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hey, that was a secret!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Say again?&quot;) =3=;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">For what it's worth, Shankfang simply follows cluelessly along.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Shankfang and Gnogglebolt know each other and there is family business between them.)&quot; Swallowtail says it more slowly and pronounces everything more clearly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After awhile of silence, there's the sound of footsteps and somene coming up the ladder, and the trapdoor opens...showing a very tired and haggard-looking gnome.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He doesn't speak Amayan.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He relaxes a bit and looks to Terri. &quot;We took care of the problems, finally. So we could probably leave port tomorrow.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Such a great idea...so many ideas...had to...had to try them all...&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus waves at Gnogglebolt.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He shakes his head and seems to snap out of whatever it was he was in.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;How can they be family? =3=; They're two different races.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you okay??&quot; ^^;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(It may be clear when we get to the ship. Shankfang told me in confidence.)&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I should not say more.)&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(But be prepared in case trouble begins.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ooh, look at doze boots!&quot; Shankfang points at a pair of boots in a window.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, hello everyone....&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">To the ship! &gt;:o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Window shopping, yay!

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shenkfang? We do not want to be leaving behind.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Because the likelyhood of this place having Slippers of the Desert Wind is virtually nill.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You've missed quite an adventure. I hope you got whatever it was out of your system.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is it Bahamon?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Help :B ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope, still Yondallon. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bahamon is a month.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Was trying to chanel Sherlock.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No?&quot; =w=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is it November?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, good. Wasn't out of it as long as I thought...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;My sense of time always goes loopy.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang's nervousness increases as they get closer to the ship.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I believe you're thinking of one of the others. Desert Wind's was a cloak. Tomi is already using it for burning punch.

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''Hoy! ... What the devil is that thing and why are you bringing it aboard?!&quot; &gt;:|'''

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not that it really matters, in retrospect. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Deffbike, talk sense to your Deffrider.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, ah...I need to get abovedecks. For fresh air.&quot; he listens to the whistling of the wind. &quot;Weather notwithstanding.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances up.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Extra passenger! :D&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We have a new addition to the crew, apparently.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh no oh no oh no. Garl, please lemmee liff trough de night...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Another tinkering fellow.&quot; :3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;It will be okay.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hey it's storming up there!&quot; |O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt heads up before Thomas can say anymore. He comes through the trapdoor as SHankfang is boarding, but goes to the opposite railing

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang freezes up the second he sees Gnogglebolt.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;We will help. Gnog-lebolt is sensible,&quot; Swallowtail mutters to Shankfang.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Shankfang is now looking at the back of Gnogglebolt. Or at least, it must be Gnogglebolt.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">There's a comically oversized backpack on his back..and something metal and tubular sticking out of it.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ere Hy valk trough de valley uf de shedow uf death...&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... How did he climb ladder like that? &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up and shakes his head about at the whisling, turning around.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;What on the green earth is that growing out of your spine?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh well.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow.. &quot;Er.. Gnogglebolt. WHat is that on your back?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, hello Sszeyl, Swallowtail, Shank--&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And Gnogglebolt freezes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Utterly freezes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Uhh, hi Gnogglebolt.&quot;

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

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">As he prepares to bolt.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The look on your fave will be a memory I treasure always.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So nervously he misspells it.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">An eye twitches, and broken sounds start to escape from his mouth. &quot;Y....y....y....YOU!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">face*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Me!&quot; :D &quot;Her! Him! It!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;All of us, together~&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... thaaaat doesn't sound like greeting a fellow countryman in a friendly manner.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;;

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

* Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;Well.. I guess we should tell -- ?&quot; =3=

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's goin' on?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is looking a Shankfang, and his face is in the most twisted expression anyone has ever seen on it. &quot;..D...Disgusting!&quot; his hand starts reaching back for the blunderbuss, and misses several times, before he finally grabs hold of it and whips it forward. &quot;tall-legs!&quot; he spits in a curse

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

* Swallowtail surreptitously steps between Gnogglebolt and Shankfang.

* Thomas Lazarus pokes his head above-deck. =3=

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang darts behind the nearest suitable cover!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl stands beside her. &gt;:[

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;ItoldyouIwoulshootthatfaceofyoursoffifIeversawitagain!&quot; He pratically screams, the blunderbuss shaking in his hands.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi blanches. &quot;What in the trees..&quot; Tathi says, looking up the ladder above decks.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Put the gun down.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">By the gods, no one in the party has ever, EVER seen Gnogglebolt like this.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy DON' VANT TO DIE!&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Swan Song, you are better at grappling. Can you disarm him?)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He's literally spitting in rage.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">I dunno. There was that one time I nuked a crate full of hell-hound puppies.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What--no!! He's the person I just told you about! He helped us in Braxton!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Attack of the Sszeyl!

* Thomas Lazarus scrambles up to the deck.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm gonna go ahead and prenom sszeyl for failing this in a hilarious fashion

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You sick--&quot; Gnogglebolt spits many curses in Orcish at Shankfang. Some very not-nice ones.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 19 + 11 = 30&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Grapple. :v

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Lazarus'd? :U

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang rambles back apologies and prayers to Garl Glittergold, also in Orcish.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gyuk--what the?&quot; Gnogglewbolt says as he's instanly hosited into the air by the drow, gun falling from his loose shaking grip.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The Drow effortlessly hoists the Gnogglebolt into the air, shakes the gun loose, and holds the gnome there.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile Swallowtail is rapping out admonishments in Auran. What a multilingual colorful conversation. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi watches with raised eyebrows.. &quot;Oh.. there has got to be a story behind this..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus clambers over. &quot;What in the world has gotten into you? That's Shankfang.&quot; D: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lemme go, I'll claw his tongue out, I'll bite his legs off!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;What are you doing? :.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl moves the Gnome to one hand.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sszeyl, please be gentle.&quot; Thomas stoops over, casting a worried look back to Shankfang.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Then loops some of the extra chain for the Seal of Nath. over Gnoggle's head.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Calm Emotions!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">'What...what...what....what is he even DOING here?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Shenkfang, it is safer, Swan Song has a hold on Gnogglebolt.)&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Don't do dat. =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;VE MEANT TO TELL HYU BUT HYU KAUGHT US BEFORE VE KOULD UND Hy'M SO SORRY UND...&quot; Etc. etc.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is....&quot;Gnogglebolt goes limp in Sszeyl's grip.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Now please explain.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Perfectly flat voice.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But...but....oh bother, magic. I would so love to be angry right now.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I totally read that in Pooh-bear voice.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Can't unhear.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is still hiding behind a couple of barrels, rambling on and on in Common, Orcish and Auran.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;My feelings towards magic are quite negative right now, or I wish they would be.&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Atleast that worked. o_o;&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">now everything gnogglebolt says is in wheezy old shoe-maker voice.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bother. Magic. Shankfang. Sister. Everyone...&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I CAN'T STOP.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, please.. well.. I guess you are calm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Please explain your former rage. :.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hello.&quot; Tathi says, catching one particular word. &quot;What's this about your sister?&quot;

* Edaric pokes his head up next to Tathi.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Is no one going to attempt to calm the poor Half-Orc cowering behind barrels?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I was trying to! =3=;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Thomas and Sszeyl, and points to the halforc. &quot;That....tall-legs...has committed an unspeakably disgusting and unforgivable act.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So, uh, please understand that Shankfang just stood with us through several skirmishes of mortal combat saving this town from a hag covey. He's a proven friend, for sure. What's.. wrong?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Would you like some Calm Emotions too?! :o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt may be calm, but he stubbornly saysa nothing else.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Auran: &quot;(Shenkfang, it is better, they are talking Gnogglebolt down, he does not have a gun in his hands anymore.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No, that's okay. Seems he's finally noticed Gnogglebolt is no longer seething with rage.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Edaric. Any idea what's going on?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy...Hy tink my life chust flashed before my eyah...&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Will you explain or will I?)&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns back at Shankfang again. &quot;...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;No, Hy vill. Dey deserff to hear it from me.&quot; )

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have no idea.&quot; o.o &quot;Bad blood between Gnogglebolt and Shankfang?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stoops low near Gnogglebolt and whispers, &quot;Is there something we don't know? Is he a murderer, or something?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've never seen you so upset over anything.&quot; D;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang peeks around the barrels and, noticing that Gnogglebolt is, indeed, disarmed, finally emerges from his cover.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just &quot;hmph&quot;s at Thomas, not offering any further words.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Minus hilariously inappropriate winking.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">goddamnit why I cannot stop reading everything gnogglebolt says in poo's voice!?!?!?!?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( x3 ))

* Edaric keeps peeking up through the hatch like a groundhog.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Why it's the most powerful psychological tool of them all.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">because, for the moment, it -is- in Pooh's voice. :&gt;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Oh Garl, und he doesn' even know de vole schtory yet...&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Start with basic.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He waits for an explanation that doesn't come. &quot;... Well ...&quot; &gt;:.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy assume hyu hall know Gnogglebolt hes a sister, right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You had better start explaining yourself, mister, because he has an errand in the same place we do. And some of us nearly died in those fights back there. ... One of us actually did. But he got better!&quot; =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And Shankfang was there, helping.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;We've heard rumors of the sort, yes, but he seems to clam up whenever the topic comes up.&quot;

* You roll to yourself: 1d20+9 =&gt; 3 + 9 = 12Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell...she und Hy are...kind uf...engaged...&quot;

* Edaric double-takes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, if I hadnt been under the influence of more remarkably bothersome magic, they wouldn't.&quot; Gnogglebolt suddenly quips, still staring straight at SHankfang.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wait what.&quot; He looks back.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;That explains much.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... run that by me again.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Record-scratch.sfx

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'm.. sorry. Say that again?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait a minute.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please take the magic off me now.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I deserve to be very angry right now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I cannot. It lasts ten more seconds.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Engaged. To be married.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Le set down.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This has gone even further than I know. I want to be angry right now, please.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Damn you inappropriate winking typo.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;...Three...two...one....&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;T-ten more sec-&quot; BOLT!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi blinks once. Twice. '''And then busts out laughing. So. Hard.'''

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And Sszeyl has the gun.

* Swallowtail readies an action to intercept a gnome.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;YOU'RE WHAT?! IMPOSSIBLE!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus grits his teeth fearfully.

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">Now two kids are looking up through the hatch.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Someone slap him.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt starts to move, but is quickly snatched up by the drow again.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh Alobal my sides.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">No.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He doesn't struggle as much this time. He seems to be in shock.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I do not have you.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I have your gun.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You are worthless. &gt;:O

* Thomas Lazarus holds Gnogglebolt back.

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian is.. oh gods he's laughing too! But he's got a hand over his mouth, and is (almost) silently laughing.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is now hiding on the far side of the ship.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Look over at the belowdecks. It's not just the kids listening in now. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Uhh.. uhh..&quot; =3=;;;;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">HEY YOU KIDS. &gt;:O

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">GIT OFF MAH LAWN

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... I'm not sure whether to say congratulations or uh-oh.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Engaged...&quot; Gnogglebolt whispers to himself. &quot;The unmitigated gall...&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">annnd I need to start supper. brb!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, that is enough.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You are acting childishly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">. o O (Ew that is so weird -- no! That's rude and closed-minded! ..But euhg--eeeuh--no focus! &gt;:O)

Ghostwish whispers: *poke* Your note was insufficient.. aelian's dad is what kind of elf? ^^;;;;;;;

You whisper to Ghostwish: High elf. Unless otherwise noted assume high elf.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, please, I..&quot; ^^;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Crossfire'd Tom struggles for words as his mind battles itself. @_X

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">(Brb 1 minute x3)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt folds his arms and pouts. Very childishly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kan' schleep, Gnogglebolt vill get me. Kan' schleep, Gnogglebolt vill get me...&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">+1 internets to whoever gets the reference.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Can't sleep, clowns will eat me?

RAM:<font color="#990000">No.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Can't sleep. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Able will get me. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Abel* ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">Meany's got it!

* RAM gives Meany an internets.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi finally seems to regain some control, and between falling laughter, she manages to say, &quot;But I mean wow, honestly? I had always thought my own people were a bit too stuffy about me in love with a half-human, but this takes the cake, the table, and the cook who made it all!&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( *uses it to benefit the people of Burundi* ))

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( and afk for supper ))

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(It is going to be fine, everyone is talking to Gnogglebolt.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;But...he iz gunna kill me!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Nevertheless, Shankfang slowly emerges from his new hiding place.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;He will not gun-a-kill you. Swan Song has gun.&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;O.. okay, now, really!&quot; Tom gives Gnogglebolt some space, but stays knelt and frowns a bit, even though he's still a bit off-balance. &quot;Just what is the meaning of this? He went scampering off like a kicked dog after that. Why is.. what..&quot; He looks back in 1/2 parts confusion and horror as he struggles for words. D;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Three times what.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">*D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Why?&quot; He dumbly blurts out. D: Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, Gnogglebolt kinda...kaught us in de act before ve kould tell him about us...&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus just clamps his eyes shut.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- Kidsgetbelowdecksplease.&quot; =w=;;;;;

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

* Edaric ushers the kids away.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;Oh Garl Hy chust reminded him uf dat...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus is speechless for a moment. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt likewise shivers and makes a &quot;gwuugh&quot; sound

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;And this...is...odd for courtship in Maizo?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This scene is amazing for all the worst reasons. Or maybe they're the best reasons.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...M'gonna go back to work on...stuff....&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm keeping this until you've proven you can behave. :E&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus lets his jaw hang for a moment more. &quot;...Kay.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shakes off Sszeyl, and trudges to the trapdoor, leaving everyone else with Shankfang

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hy vill be honest, Hy deed not tink Hy vas gunna surviff dat reunion...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The crew members hastily make way.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He stumbles past the legs on the entire crew on the way

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The crew all standing there with their ears cupped. X

TMG:<font color="#000000">anyway, now Shankfang can tell the entire story properly :&gt;

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

* Thomas Lazarus blinks at the water dumbly for a few more seconds.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi casts Shout. &quot;GOSSIP&quot; booms over the crew. :P

* Thomas Lazarus furrows his brow and spins on Shankfang. D:{

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;H'okay what.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Half of the crew is practically immune to Shout. :B

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You didn't think that might have been a good idea to bring up by now?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And nooooow you get to spill all the juicy details!&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What is going on here, exactly? You bet he does!!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I've got an idea.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, it iz a pretty long schtory...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Time skip? :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Suddenly, Shankfang gets this goofy smile on his face.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;But, it iz also my favorite.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">NO, no timeskip!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have time.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tech loves it when we repeat stories the third time. ;B

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Up to you, RAM. Timeskip or no timeskip?

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm good with either.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And in the meantime, anyone got mid-session noms?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I remember it all from filler fair and IRC. ^^;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Who wanta another wall-o-text?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Tom for &quot;HAY HOW DO I WORK DIS&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Swallowtail for successful ninja reconoiter.

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Seconding Tom.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming tom for &quot;OH GOD BRAIN WHY&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">the story was told the first time in filler fair, which was different circumstances

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Gnogglebolt for Shotgun Wedding

Meany:<font color="#660000">Nomming Gnoggle/Shank for MELODRAMA.

TMG:<font color="#000000">if told this time, the reactions may be slightly different

TMG:<font color="#000000">and it's the reactions that are important

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">nomming Shank for Shotgun WHAT NOW?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">plus, onlly Thomas got the story in filler, anyway. Not everyone else was there and had a chance to react/comment

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Nomming Sszeyl for Drow Aristocracy

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, I'd like to see the story told IC again. :&gt;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well then...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt for pulling an awesome two-face. Like some kind of Yosemite Sam duct taped to Pooh.

* RAM starts typing.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Why, Doctor.

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, don't type it all in one big dump. :B

Meany:<font color="#660000">Why do you hate my tiny sanity.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just naturally converse

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">DENOMMING HATARI FOR INFESTING MY BRAIN WITH POOH. &gt;:O!!!

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">What did I do to you?

* Dr. Hatari thinks.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But yeah, seconding all the nominations thus far. x3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Been looking forward to this scene for awhile. x3

Meany:<font color="#660000">Oh!

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Nom Tathi for Killshot!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Also I did think that calm emotions was particularly clever, I didn't count on that one

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;I would like to be angry now, please.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">x3

RAM:<font color="#990000">Nomming Thomas and Sszeyl for timely intervention.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl for waxing political and piling even more confusing metapolitical plot onto the plot briefing of our main plot.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">*draws angry eyebrows on Gnoggle*

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Out of all her antics and her snappy little comments, you nom her for being a wizard.. *sigh* Guess I gotta take what I can get. ||

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

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Also nomming Thomas for &quot;Blah blah blah Wait...SENDING RECORDS YOUR RESPONSE?!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry about that massive plotdump, by the way. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I did not intend for it to be 2 pages long. ^^;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It just turned out that way. ^^;;;;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">It's okay, you're going to have to repost it 16 times as I keep forgetting details. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">I did like Tathi's comment about &quot;Wow, and I thought -my- people were against interracial.&quot; :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nah it's cool. It's sort of nice having an actually complex side of things rearing its head for once.

RAM:<font color="#990000">It's cool.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I enjoy an occasional break from, &quot;THIS GUY IS HUGE AND A JERK.&quot; :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Anyway, any more noms, or shall I begin the backstory?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Begin the backstory. Noms can continue. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Magic just makes villainy so simple and easy, you know?

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Edaric for Babysitting.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang settles in for his story. &quot;Vell...Hy vas orphened ven Hy vas eight, my parents died ven our house burned down, und Hy vas lucky enough to be avay at de time.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;You pay this woman to -sit- on -babies-?! That's revolting!&quot;?

Meany:<font color="#660000">-?

* Thomas Lazarus looks aghast.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe not that far back.&quot; O_o;

* Swallowtail bows her head.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy managed to surviff on my own for a liddle vile, ontil Hy vas eventually 'adopted' by a biker gang kalled de Deffriders.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It's relevant, Tomas.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus just folds his arms with a worried sigh and listens, in that case.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, Hy rolled vith dem for a long time. Hy like to tink dey raised me pretty vell, actually, even tough ve vere noddink more ten a bunch uf hooligans und delinqvents.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">And the scenery goes all flash back wavy.

Meany:<font color="#660000">While &quot;Bad to the Bone&quot; starts playing.

TMG:<font color="#000000">heh. Can totally pciture tha--pffft! xD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This is the weirdest session.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vun day, ve vere gunna...Hy dunno, graffiti City Hell or zumddink.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You have a Hell for your cities? :.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">It's where all the bad towns go.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Not hell, hell!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Vegas, NYC, looking at you.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I think he means city hall. =w=;&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Oh my god.

Meany:<font color="#660000">I just found the Meet The X vids that have been put to the Joseph Ducreaux meme.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, on de vay Hy noticed a lost liddle gnome gurl. Hy lagged behind a liddle bit, made zum eksuse so dey vould keep gun.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;They had your gun?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why did you give them gun before they left?&quot; :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No, gun!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Going?&quot;

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, Hy talked to her a liddle bit, picked her up, und helped her find her mommy.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;As Hy vas about to leaff, Gnogglebolt's sister Talfeera approached me. Apparently, my liddle rundom act uf kindness kaught her attention.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(first time Gnogghlebolt's sister has actually been named to the party)

TMG:<font color="#000000">*Gnogglebolt's

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve talked, und she got me tinkink about de gang, und my place in it.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sacred canine duty, carry on.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=_=; &quot;..Terrible-Sister Talfeera? Makes-toys-come-alive-and-try-to-kill-you Talfeera?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus cradles his chin in thought.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hee, yah! Dat's de vun!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Shankfang would know about that, she'd always joke to Shankfang about she pranked Gnogglebolt, and he pranked her.)

* Thomas Lazarus sweatdrops. &quot;Just checking.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">\(Though him pranking her, that hasn't been mentioned to the party yet)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve met a fev more times after ten, eventually becomink friends as our meetinks became more und more freqvent.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It vasn' long before she konvinced me to leaff de Deffriders, tough Hy schtill konsider dem my family.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Heh, she even helped me get over de fear uf fire Hy developed after my parent's death.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy tink dat's around de time Hy fell in luv vith her.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And there's the goofy grin again.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;So.. Hate to break in, but.. Talfeera, she really is a sorcerous?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">*sorceress

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, yah she iz. Lucky for me, she felt de same vay.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I see.&quot; He finally seems to have a bit more of a grip on things.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(don't forget the job :o )

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, ve vere togedder for a fev mondds, durink vich she helped me get a place to schtay und a job vorkink for de Mazian post as a kourier, und Hy fell for her herder und herder.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve eventually broke de nevs to her parents. Dey vere...reluctant at first, her fadder much more so ten her modder. But, dey eventually accepted us.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">As usual, the most inappropriate music for the scene ever is playing. Unless Shankfang and Talfeera are some kind of pseudo-tragic gothic Adams Family couple.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2La8UWwjcvY&amp;feature=related

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Sadly, Gnogglebolt vasn' dere at de time. Und, vell, hyu know how dat ended up.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And you're engaged now?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;After Hy proposed to her, ve decided to moff here to Akellon to get married. Vunce Hy fineesh dis delivery und get us a place to schtay, she iz gunna be teleportink here.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">This is actually the song I picked for Shankfang and Talfeera. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13UKJf6n5oc

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Suffice to say, konsider youselves all invited to de veddink.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I know some carpenters.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Can arrange for a house to be built for you. =3=&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You now have the teenage mutant turtle song stuck in your head.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( They had a song? :B ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">How but wh--

TMG:<font color="#000000">is that like the teenage mutant ninja turtle song?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">D: Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( I'm too young to know it. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( I do? ))

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">also, in seriousness, I dn't know what &quot;the&quot; song is. There's been several cartoons over the years. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">But! Continue with the RPing. :&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy also need to find myself a job here, in Akellon.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3= &quot;.......... And ... Gnogglebolt's problem with you. What does it precisely, er, spring from? He wasn't very forthcoming.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Besides.. uhm.&quot; =///= &quot;embarassing accidents.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus does his absolute best to keep a straight face.

RAM:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell...he doesn' really tink it's entirely 'right.' Kombine dat vith beink an overprotectiff brodder, tough he vill never admit it, und...yah.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell...he doesn' really tink it's entirely 'right.' Kombine dat vith beink an overprotectiff brodder, tough he vill never admit it, und...yah.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus knits his brow and looks at the deck. &quot;... I ... huh.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances at where Gnogglebolt was. =3=;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Elven senses tingling.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well that just happened.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Let's just.. leave that question to hang, shall we?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his face with a long sigh.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat qvestion, Taddi?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We're.. uh.. getting ahead of ourselves. How about you talk to the Captain before anything else.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm going to go look for Gnogglebolt.&quot; ^^;;;;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Is it wrong of me to hope someone asks how it works in the bedroom? ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">''Gross. =3=;;''

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">This isn't the game for that.

* Thomas Lazarus apparently steps on the captain. =w=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">You want that, get to hot springs on a filler fair. :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Nothing. Ta!&quot; Tathi says, hurring below decks.

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

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's right here -- watch out there.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( Oh hush, Techy. I wouldn't answer like that. I just have a funny House M.D. quote for it. ))

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Another new passenger?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Flatten a couple of the crew members and off she goes..

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

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is this going to happen every other stop we make?&quot; he asks with a joking grin.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat kould hef gone betta...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers them a friendly look. He nods. ^_^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; ..I guess you've been listening.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Edaric is doing some fortune telling with the kids. They both have looks like &quot; :O &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I couldn't tell you..&quot; =w=;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Let's show you to your room Shankfang, Dragula.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could have gone worse.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sorry for all the trouble Mr. Selkirk. Really. I mean... really sorry.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenks, Svallowtail, for helpink.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus skitters away to below decks.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Thomas finds Gnogglebolt working on the parts of whatever the device-to-be is...though, he's actually not really working on it. He's just sitting there, staring at it, and morosely tapping a piece lightly and ineffectually with a hammer at regular intervals.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und hyu too, Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;You are welcome.&quot;

* Swallowtail bows her head.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(and man. No Thomas-declarations of DEFENDER OF TURE LOVE! ? :. )

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und Hy em sorry about dis. Hy schould hef told hyu hall sooner.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus clenches his jaw and looks aside awkwardly before approaching. &quot;... Well!&quot;

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now that that's over with. Have things calmed down enough for introductions?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I believe so. =3=&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up with a morose expression to match his slump, but then he quickly turns it into a comical scowl.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy belieff so. Hyu are de kaptain, yah?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus squats down and leans against the hull with a nervous smile. &quot;I did not see that coming..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu hef a kaptainly look about hyu.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs. &quot;Just...didn't think I'd ever see him again.&quot;

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;That'd be me. Jack Selkirk, that's my wife Kelsey, my cousin Stan in the crow's nest, Swoop over there, and the Cygnet beneath your feet. Your turn.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Understandable. Fate has an interesting way of laying our tracks out sometimes.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy em Shenkfang de Deffrider, und dis here iz Dragula, my Deffbike. Pleased to meet hyu!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Especially since I thought I made it clear before I left, the last time I saw him.&quot; Gnogglebolt says presumptuously.

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;You'll be going with the Guardians out to Resca too, I'm guessing, Shenkfang?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..But, you know..&quot; He dons a slightly more serious tone and frowns. &quot;..I don't think I've ever seen you react to anything like that before. Not ever. Not when we were taking down.. Freida Briarclaw the demon-caller.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, assumink dey schtill vant me to join dem after dis debacle.&quot;

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or is it Shankfang? Sorry, not used to Mazian accents.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Er, Shenkfang. De second vun.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He told us the history between you two.&quot;

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(Way too late. &gt;.&gt;)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt squeezes his lips for a moment, trying to come up with a calm, reasonable answer to that, before he throws up his arms and squinting his eyes. &quot;But..but...but it's my sister!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus just looks confused by the response. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And and and he's not respectable cuz he's a cycler and he's a tall-legs and and I saw them kissing and...&quot; Gnogglebolt shudders again.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And look who comes down the ladder into the hold..

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You're lucky, Captain.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt folds his arms and pouts again. IThomas can tell that Gnogglebolt knows he can't win this one.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Listen.. I understand that you might feel differently when things happen that close to home. But it's not like he's some horrible guy. Just a little.. you know. Green. Long teeth. That's not such a big deal.&quot; (:3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I can't tell you how many times I almost typo'd his name.

* Thomas Lazarus glances aside.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But damn if it won't be the one thing he drives into the ground with irrational emotions.

* Thomas Lazarus frowns a little.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yeah, my accent makes it difficult.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt, if I may?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus is staring holes in Tathi. :|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns his head and looks up at Tathi questioningly.

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;What sort of space will you be needing for your... bike? The other Mazian aboard has his devices in the hold, but judging from the sounds of that little altercation I doubt you'll want to keep them in the same place.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">INCOMING FIREBALL-

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Is there anything actually wrong with their relationship? Does he treat her wrong? Does he not care for her? Love her?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;As far as we have seen, this, what did you call him, 'cycler' has been a character of honorable fiber.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus blinks and eases up a little.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell...so long as she iz kept safe und dry, she kan go hennyvere. Tough, it vould be nize if dere vas zumvere Hy kould vork on her a liddle bit. She needs zum fixink.&quot;&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods hesitantly and corroborates. &quot;..Yeah. I was about to say.. it's not like he's some horrible dangerous thug. Your reaction was.. well, you would have convinced me of anything you wanted to claim at all.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I thought he had killed someone you knew or something the way you were carrying on.&quot; :I

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hrm... the hold is really the best place for that. But if you're not averse to magic, Stan's pretty good with a mending spell.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(random worldbuilding thunk; I called Shankfang a 'cycler' instead of a 'biker' because 'biker' comes from 'bi-cycle' which means -two- wheels, and the dragula looks to be a monowheel. And then again, with hodgepode steampunk, I suppose they'd have any number of wheels, from one to two or three, and so in my mind, I'm calling them collectively &quot;gyrocycles', because we can say that the one common thing in them is a clockwork gyro-mechanism. FOr the steampunky aesthetic. :B )

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Any objections to this? :U )

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Liatai, ram? )

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">(NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERD- sorry. :P I had to)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;My fiance iz a sorceress. Hy hef no problem vith magic.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">None, except it's taking time away from RP at the moment. :B *brick'd*

* RAM reloads the brick gun.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt puts on a childish frown. &quot;But he's a tall-legs, and....my sister...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Swallowtail?&quot;) In Amayan.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt puts on a childish frown. &quot; But he's a tall-legs, and....my sister...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt.. Is she happy with him?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I.. I'm not certain I follow why that matters.&quot; (:3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;...What do I do with this? =3=;;;&quot;) He indicates the gun he's holding.

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough. If you want his help, just holler. I'll tack the cost of the spell onto your toll for the passage.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(... I do not know. Bag of holding?)&quot; =3=;;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Into the bag!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at Tathi and opens his mouth to reply...and holds it open...then closes it, confused.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Apparently this person doesn't 'get' feeling protective towards one's sister. ''Big. Surprise.''

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Muffled explosion.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu. How much iz de kost, schpell included?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;.....Um...I don't really kno...no, of course she couldn't be! She'd never fall for him.&quot; He folds his arms again and turns his nose up. Looks like someone's in obvious denial.

* Thomas Lazarus frowns.

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you're going out to Resca, it's 46 gold pieces for passage; just to Thalinde, our next stop, only four. The spell would be...&quot; The captain thinks, then shouts up to the crow's nest. &quot;Oi, Stan!&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She smirks, widely. &quot;You haven't even asked her opinion on the matter, have you?&quot;

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's the market cost for a mending spell again?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's not how it seems from the way he tells the story.&quot;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">+1 internets to whoever gets the reference.

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

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

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Five gold!&quot;

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, there you have it.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; 'Course not, I don't have to.&quot; Gnogglebolt replies quickly and confidently to Tathi, with arms still folded and smiling self-righteously

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">Apparently this family is descended from bullhorns.

* Thomas Lazarus suddenly relaxes and leans in a little bit. He just raises a brow and dons this super-frank expression.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Sounds goot to me. Ven kan he perform de schpell?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Gnogglebolt, your sister sounds like a demon. Shankfang is a friendly harmless doofus.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( You know how we could solve this? ))

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Soon as you like!&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Send Tally a Sending tomorrow. ))

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi rolls her eyes slowly as she smirks. &quot;Mm-hm.. Well, I just believe you should perhaps consider your sister's thoughts on this to be the priority. Shankfang is quite obviously harmless.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks over at Thomas and works his mouth as if to talk, and tries to say something...but nothing comes out, and his arms fall at his sides. He's well and truly trapped this time.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He squealed like a little girl and fled at the sight of you. I don't think he's secretly some cunning subverter of innocent gnome girls.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Also, there's a minority of elves who believe they are the only race that understands what true love is. Please don't reinforce their ignorant position.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;How about now?!&quot; Seems Shankfang has a good set of lungs on him, too. Must the the Orc heritage.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He can't even seem to come up with a retort of denial.&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">Do I detect a challeeeeeeeenge?! *_*

* Thomas Lazarus drops a hand on the Gnome's head and ruffles. &quot;...&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pay the captain first!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh.. and one last thing. Gnogglebolt?&quot; She asks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Bring it, puny human!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Uh oh. Here it comes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Le payment! 69 GP!

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">I'm a sonic-specced sorcerer. '''You have no idea what you're getting into. *_*'''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks down at the floor, finding something facinating in the swirls of the wood. &quot;I still don't have to like him.&quot; He sniffs stubbornly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But Thomas can tell he's defeated, for the moment, and won't be flying off the handle anymore.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And that's when Tathi's wise expression suddenly changes. She grins, wide and feral, like a cat bearing down on a rat. The look in her eyes is almost.. demonicly fiendish as she pierces Gnogglebolt with her gaze.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I have just found out that your sister is, indeed, a sorcerer.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You will never hear the end of this.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And then she turns and leaves, whistling a soft tune to herself.

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seems to be in order -- bit too much, actually. To Resca and the spell would come to 51 gold.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I am a Half-Orc, and a former biker ganger. Bring it!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Now gnogglebolt just looks after her, confused. &quot;but...I did say that already before...though it was under duress...&quot; he mutters to himself.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">... it sounds like an elven victory hym? (sp?)

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You're welcome.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh go tell the kids a story or something.&quot; =3= Thomas harmlessly throws a block at Tathi's wake.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vere hyu not ekspectink a tip?&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and looks to the gnome.

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, no, but I'm not about to say no to it. Thanks.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cygnet faction reputation +1. :B

* Liatai is brick'd.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;These Kellons have no sense of good tipping, it seems.&quot;

* RAM reloads again.

Tathi: <font color="#ff">(( *sics a terri-cat on the DM* ))

Swoop:<font color="#000000">The bird whose wingspan is wider than Shankfang is tall flaps up to the crow's nest as the first mate descends.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, friend. I know you're a good person. A wise and considerate person. Mostly.&quot; He smirks a little. &quot;..And you give everyone ten chances to bite your face off before you make one gamble at doing something wrong. It's your legacy now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..But I do want you to know we owe him a lot.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It's also an apology for any potential disturbances coming from having him and Gnogglebolt in such close proximity.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Braxton was horrible.&quot; He frowns.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, Miss Eyllisaearsithek?&quot;

Mateo Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;How do you say that?&quot; :O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Aelian died in an ogre-witch attack. Tathi almost did, too. There were bodies in the streets.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">She pauses with raised eyebrows. &quot;Wow. Nicely done! You are one of two humans who have said it correctly.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Anyway, Gnogglebolt's sister is a sorceress too. Did you know?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt winces and pouts. Seems -that- one stung him, because he knows it's true, and against everything he's done up to this point, but he says nothing.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And then, everything is forgotten.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks over to Thomas with a stark horrified face. 'Wh...what?!?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I think he earned himself a chance to prove his character around us. Or to you, I guess.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;He died!?&quot; I told you! He got better! ^^;;;

* Stanley Selkirk claps his hands as he comes over. &quot;'''So! This is the patient?'''&quot; He hasn't lowered his voice at all. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened? What were you all doing? Why was I....arrgh! Curse these ideas that I get, I should've been there!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods somberly. He juts a thumb at the deck. &quot;Obviously, he's still around. But it put us back a lot of money. We're lucky there was a powerful Mace commander here.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Gnogglebolt has a sister? An' she's a sorceress?&quot; :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">'''&quot;Yah, dere she iz! A bit uf damage from a Kone uf kold or zumddink. Hy fixed zum uf it already.&quot; '''Oh, this is going to be fun.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not your fault.&quot; He sighs. &quot;..It's not exactly like we could have known we were going to get ambushed by an.. invisible ogre-mage.. thing.&quot; He frowns distastefully.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It had magic like Tathi's.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes!! You should totally ask him about her the next time you see him. He loves her very much, you know.&quot; Why Tathi you bi-

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He doesn't bother elaborating.

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes!! You should totally ask him about her the next time you see him. He loves her very much, you know.&quot; Why Tathi you bi- (repost)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">To the belowdecks?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Last line sah?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Shankfang the Deffrider: &quot;Yah, dere she iz! A bit uf damage from a Kone uf kold or zumddink. Hy fixed zum uf it already.&quot; Oh, this is going to be fun.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Shankfang the Deffrider: &quot;Yah, dere she iz! A bit uf damage from a Kone uf kold or zumddink. Hy fixed zum uf it already.&quot; Oh, this is going to be fun. Thomas Lazarus: &quot;It's not your fault.&quot; He sighs. &quot;..It's not exactly like we could have known we were going to get ambushed by an.. invisible ogre-mage.. thing.&quot; He frowns distastefully. Thomas Lazarus: &quot;It had magic like Tathi's.&quot; Tathi: &quot;Yes!! You should totally ask him about her the next time you see him. He loves her very much, you know.&quot; Why Tathi you bi- TMG is disconnected. TMG is disconnected. Thomas Lazarus: He doesn't bother elaborating. Dr. Hatari: Crap. TMG has connected.

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''Can't say I'm too familiar with Mazian things, but the magic'll help with that!&quot; He rubs his hands together, and they begin to glow. He lays them on the Deffbike, and broken hoses start to knit themselves together again.'''

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">Erk. &quot;Can't say I'm too familiar with Mazian things, but the magic'll help with that!&quot; He rubs his hands together, and they begin to glow. He lays them on the Deffbike, and broken hoses start to knit themselves together again.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">lost the line I was typing

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why hasn't he said anything before now?&quot; :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">hang on, lemme rework it

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;For what it's worth, we destroyed the hag covey that was causing all those problems.&quot; He looks at his boots a little sadly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I still.. couldn't stop one of us from dying, though. Terri doesn't even know it happened. This whole stop has been a giant nightmare.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">'''&quot;Tenk hyu! She looks goot as nev!&quot;''' Shankfang smiles and looks the Deffbike over.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks down, mouth agape. &quot;I...should've been there...should've been there...&quot; He buries his face in his hands. &quot;But...what were you all doing that was so dangerous? WHy were we even stopped in this town...&quot; He says through his hands, and then looks up as Thomas explains.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh, he's a gnome.&quot; She says, shrugging simply. &quot;Their heads are always filled with so many different thoughts. Just make sure you remind him next time you see him, okay?&quot; She says, ever so sweetly.

* Thomas Lazarus quickly sighs and play-thumps Gnogglebolt's head. &quot;Hey.&quot; He interjects frankly.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Woman, you are evil.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I *was* there. There's nothing you could have done. Except get killed, too.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dunno... he prob'ly had a good reason.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It was a horrible monster flying invisible over the town, eating people.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We pulled through. It's all that matters.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was a two-eyed, two-horned, flying light blue people-eater? *brick'd again*

* Dr. Hatari throws more.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt folds his arms again, but rather in a pout or a puff, it's more like he's clutching himself for warmth. He sighs. &quot;I still can't believe I wasn't there...&quot;

* RAM reloads. &quot;I'm gonna run out of ammo!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, iz dere zum kind uf kargo hetch Hy kan use to take her below deck?&quot; 

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah, well.. Shankfang was there.&quot; Gnogglebolt gets a neutral, tired stare from Tom, leaning his chin on his knees.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">This is so amusing, they're talking in shouts.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He carried Aelian to the church himself. Tried to front the cost and everything.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So give him a chance. For us.&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''Nah, don't worry about it. Selda and Cob'll get it. We'll clear out some room in a cabin.'''&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Okay?&quot; He adds gently.

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

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">The sad thing is, this is normal for the Selkirks. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You are not helping your case up there doofus. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Avezum, tenk hyu again!&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;You hear that down there, you two?&quot; He taps his boot on the deck, to hear muffled affirmations from below.

* Thomas Lazarus stares at the roof flatly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yes, Shankfang is a doofus. What of it?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(What are they doing...&quot;)

Jack Selkirk:<font color="#000000">With four crew members working on it, it's no time before the Deffbike is stowed in a cabin.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;That was strange.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods numbly. It's clear he wasn't even thinking about shankfang anymore. And if Thomas thinks back to the altercation on deck, and replays the scene in his head....he thinks that Gnogglebolt was shaking far too much to actually shoot Shankfang, and his outburst far too over-the-top. Maybe Gnogglebolt didn't really intend to kill Shankfang, but just scare him away, for the (poor) reasons he stated...but for now, it's obvious the halforc isn't even on the gnome's mind.

* Thomas Lazarus rests a hand on Gnogglebolt's shoulder.

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;She's all strapped in and good to go!&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Go have a chat with Aelian. You'll feel better. I promise.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll lose enough sleep over it for the both of us.&quot; He smirks faintly. &quot;But don't worry.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">'''&quot;Goot! Vunce again, tenk hyu!&quot;'''

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;No problem!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've come up with some countermeasures for the future. ... More ... countermeasures.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Time skip? :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods without looking again, and gets to his feet slowly and somewhat unsteadily.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Why so anxious to timeskip?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Vere em Hy gunna schtay...?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">ya seriously. good rp going on here.

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''Oh! Right, the captain didn't show you around. C'mon.'''&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He also stands.

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( I'd like to do my character development too. ;V ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Also, because Braxton is boring. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm always up for a chat.. if you ever get something on your mind you feel like chatting about.. okay?&quot;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Now that we've looted the women, killed the men, and raped the gold. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But hey, you're in this scene too. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Is that the right order? ))

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang still needs to meet Terri, too!

TMG:<font color="#000000">well, I don't think we're getting to Thalinde this session either way

TMG:<font color="#000000">Miron's player is supposed to be present, and he will be next week

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I'd settle for on the water.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Depends I suppose.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">VAE is unreliable though. ;P

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hey, I've got a 2 liter of Mountain Dew. I can go all night!

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''She's a small ship, but she's sturdy and she's home. Here we've got the cabins -- the bottom four are passenger cabins, the ones near the stern are crew. Your bike is in the one on the left. Nice solid piece of machinery, by the way.'''&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;That hatch leads down into the hold, and the big double doors lead to the galley.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus dusts his rear off and stands. He remarks in a comparatively bored tone, &quot;Oh. By the way, brother Miron won't be rejoining us right away. He had some business with the local Mace headquarters. He said he'll catch up with us when it's resolved.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome will be sneaking aboard before the ship leaves. &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">'''&quot;Tenk hyu! Hy made her myself, vith zum help from my fellow Deffriders!&quot;'''

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Nevermind?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah...thanks, Thomas.&quot; he says, actually looking at him about the offer for talking. &quot;And...huh. Interesting. Oh well.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No problem.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stops and looks at Shankfang and Stan flatly.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What in the world are you two going on about?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're about to wake the dead.&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''Ever been on a ship before, or do I need to explain what the galley is? -- Hoy, Mr. Lazarus.'''&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus squints. His hair is stuck in blown-back pose. =3=

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef indeed been on a schip before.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus just leaves. :B

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good, good.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und Hy must say, dis iz vun uf de finer schips Hy hef been on!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well.. this was an adventure to remember, wasn't it?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs one ear. ^^;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt climbs up to the middle deck, lost in his own thoughts. To Shankfang's sure relief, Gnogglebolt doesn't even seem to take notice of him.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(Just kidding.)&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''Why thanks! We do try and keep her at her best!'''&quot; ^.^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I think things are.. okay, for now.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi gives him a deadpan stare. &quot;Don't make me mimic tweedle crazy and twiidle psycho up there.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm just glad to be leaving.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Well, after a brief heart attack, he is indeed relieved that Gnogglebolt doesn't seem to notice him.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Need more fresh air...&quot; Gnogglebolt mutters to himself, and goes back up to the wind-tossed deck.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So, vich kabin vill Hy be schtayink in, or iz dat zumddink Hy need to ask de odders about?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Having difficulties?&quot;

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, should use this time to let you know Kelsey's a healer if you need it.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You know what sounds good? Seasoned rice. And.. pork chops..&quot; he looks at the table blearily.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">'''&quot;Oh, goot. Vith henny luck, Hy von'.&quot;'''

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''You'll have to ask the others who's in what cabin. I know all of 'em have open beds. The Cygnet has enough beds for sixteen passengers.'''&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And then he collapses his arms and face onto the table like a stack of Jenga blocks. =3=;

* Thomas Lazarus crashnaps.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">'''&quot;Hokay. Ve vill get it figured out before de day iz over, Hy em sure.&quot;'''

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">&quot;The seasoned rice I can manage in about thirty minutes...&quot; And then he turns around and raises an eyebrow at the clatter.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He ain't goin' nowhere. ((Afk 5 minutes. Thomas is out like a light!))

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">&quot;'''Anything else you'd care to know? There are washtubs and curtains in the hold if you fancy a wash at any point, though I doubt you feel like you need it after that storm!'''&quot; He laughs.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi just smirks. &quot;We'll have some too, if you don't mind. I suspect the smell will bring him too.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">'''&quot;Hyu hef a goot point, my friend! Hy tink Hy shell head to de galley, tough. Hy em HUNGRY!&quot;'''

* Cob Oress begins preparing foods. &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 7 + 10 = 17&#160;  &#187;

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

Stanley Selkirk:<font color="#000000">Manly handshake!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I think these two will get along just fine.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;So what happened in town?&quot; :o

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi blanches. Oh crap.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you fight the giants? Were there lots of them?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Lots of fighting. And we only found one giant, per say. All the others? Ogre mages! Oh, but they were lead by a coven of hags.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Haloo!&quot; You should all be relieved to notice that Shankfang is no longer yelling.

Terri:<font color="#000000">D: Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ogre mages?! Those things are super-tough!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh, but that town? It is so wrapped up in laws it couldn't find freedom if you stapled it to its butt.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy like Schtanley. He's fun!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi pauses, turning around. She looks at Shank, and then seems to look pointedly behind him. &quot;Hi Gnogglebolt!&quot; She announces.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang jumps and whips around, wide-eyed.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Then she just smirks, and turns back around to Terri. &quot;So, yes, two ogre mages, and a mess of normal ogres.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oh now she's giggling.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Evil. EVIL! You bite the heads off puppies!

Terri:<font color="#000000">Terri is looking at Shankfang curiously. &quot;Who're you, mister?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat vas mean...&quot; As he takes the seat next to Terri, offering the girl a toothy smile.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 3 + 8 + 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Terri:<font color="#000000">:o &quot;You've got a cool accent!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 18 + 8 + 2 = 28&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh goodness! Terri, you haven't met our newest Guardian. This is Shankfang, a Deffrider. Shank, meet Terri. She's our guest on this trip down to the shore.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Heloo! Hy em glad hyu like it! Most pipple hef trubbel onderstundink it...&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">The little human girl holds out a hand for a handshake. :3

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you're a Guardian, too?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes it and giver it a good, hearty shake. &quot;It vould seem so!&quot; He says, as he smiled thankfully at 'Taddi.'

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you fight the ogres, too?&quot; :o

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've never fought an ogre. Papa says when I'm older.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah Hy deed! Killed a kouple uf dem, too! Schot vun right trough de heart, und den de head!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu like to fight, den? Vould hyu like me to teach hyu to schoot a gun?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl appears, tosses a rolled up canvas at the table of adventurers, then vanishes again.

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

* Edaric is baffed by a canvas. =3=;;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;?&quot; He unrolls it curiously.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve kan schtart vunce ve leaff dis kity, den! Hy don' tink dey vould appreciate it if ve schtarted schootink at rundom tinks vile ve're schtill docked here. Dey are very uptight.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ooh, vat iz it?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus slowly scrapes and drags his arms back and tilts his face up just far enough from the table to reveal his eyes. He blearly blinks a few times.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I should.. go lay down. Goodnight.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay!&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Food is almost ready, Thomas.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">It depicts the whole of the Guardian team, even Swallowtail and Shankfang, and Terri, all standing along a heavy gray stone wall with a fireplace, over which the Guardian sigil is hung as a Coat of Arms. Each member seems to be wearing a similar coat of mostly black fur with a white stripe on the left cuff, a green stripe along the right cuff, and a tan stripe along the hem. More to come. Typing.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:O &quot;Hy'm in it!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus squints. =3=

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">Indeed, the galley is starting to smell deliciously like fried rice and stir-fried pork.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Nnnn..&quot; He pouts pathetically. ^^: Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seems you've been officially kidnapped into the Guardians,&quot; Edaric says with a grin to Shankfang.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh what the hell, semi-colon.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Now you're too good for me?

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

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you wait a few minutes, I'll fix up a plate you can bring to your cabin.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dis iz goot! Hy needed a nev job before Talfeera gets here, hennyvay!&quot;

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">Stir stir stir sautee sautee sautee.

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

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After spending time up on deck alone in the wind to clear his head, Gnogglebolt wanders into the galley area

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

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">And plates are served!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">BOLT UNDER THE TABLE!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hi Gnogglebolt!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He finds a place to sit down, but doesn't really look at anyone else. He is noticeably pointedly -not- looking at Shankfang, though.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Hide check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Each member apparently has a pocketwatch with them, according to the chains on their coat pockets, and each has a single personalization. Edaric has his lute with him, Thomas has his shield, Miron has his mace, Tathi her spellbook, Aelian has his bow, Elros has his swords, Swallowtail has her lower face hidden by her fan, Sszeyl is wearing a large arrow with a silk ribbon for a shaft as a preacher would a stole, Gnogglebolt has his wrench, Barbarus has Venezuela, Shankfang has Dragula.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Did I forget anyone? :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Also, epic run on sentence.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Bob the Builder.

Terri:<font color="#000000">Meeeeeeeee! ((You're not a Guardian Terri. =3=))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Bob can go die in a fire, he didn't fix my house!

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Miron's in there.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh wait no I see Miron.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Terri has her bottle of Vodka *BRICKALANCH*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">After Tom.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Where is Terri's personalization?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Terri's too young.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Papa would butcher me in the streets.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She'll show you too young when she's all surly and punch-happy on Russian bread.

RAM:<font color="#990000">But she's in the painting, you said so...

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nah, Terri's not in the painting, she's not a Guardian.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh, she is! :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I missed that!

RAM:<font color="#990000">&quot;It depicts the whole of the Guardian team, even Swallowtail and Shankfang, and Terri,&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">She has Papa.

Terri:<font color="#000000">:O &quot;That's me! An' Papa!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The dogs have their leashes.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Shankfang soon realizes that there is no wrath being flung across the room. :B

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">But there is lots of delicious pork and rice.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi wrinkles her nose.. as the hounds are pointedly unleashed and uncollared at this point.

* Thomas Lazarus takes a plate with a sleepy smile. |3

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Hey hey hey.

Terri:<font color="#000000">Shankfang would notice, were he above the table, that &quot;Papa&quot; seems to be... a huge white fluffy dog.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Those leashes in the painting are bitching.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">WHAT THE SHIT &gt;:0

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">All made of Force and shit.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang slowly peeks up from under the table and, noticing that Gnogglebolt is not in a frothing rage, slides back into his seat.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This tastes like 29 stir fry GET OUT OF MY WAY

* Thomas Lazarus noms and groms &gt;:E

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">BITCH MOVE IM SKINNY AS FUCK!

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, is everyone actually labled in the portrait?

* Terri keeps the painting out of nom's way. :9

TMG:<font color="#000000">If not, then there's just a big white fluffy dog next to Terri with no name. :B

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang also starts eating, doing his best to keep the puppies away from his food at the same time.

TMG:<font color="#000000">ah, okay

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Tiny little nametags.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">In those fancy banners.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vo iz de doggy?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is ridiculously good &gt;:E&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's Papa!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...You Papa iz a floufy doggy?&quot;

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

* Terri noms stir fry. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You can't tell she's half-gnoll?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Why does Kor only have 8hp.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">When Tathi has 21? :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, Hy'm engaged to a gnome, so Hy kan' say much...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">A sudden cough is heard from the present gnome's direction, but he doesn't look up.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">what?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">He has 10.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I just changed it.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He always had 10. &gt;.&gt;

RAM:<font color="#990000">*Jedi mind trick*

GM:<font color="#000000">And as nomming rolls on into the night... Shall we end here, with noms, or keep going into next morning?

RAM:<font color="#990000">I STILL HAVE A LITER OF MOUNTAIN DEW LEFT! KEEP GOING!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm good to proceed or whatever. =w=

TMG:<font color="#000000">Either way's good for me.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">good to go!

Meany:<font color="#660000">Good to go.

* RAM chugs Mountain Dew.

Meany:<font color="#660000">What about you, talking inscect, and miniature demon?

GM:<font color="#000000">On to the morning of Yondallon 10th, then! Say farewell to Braxton Falls at last!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#660000">Schnell!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Wait, where am I sleeping?

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Oh ho ho, looks who gets a room with the elves. &gt;:)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well this just got hilarious.

GM:<font color="#000000">This is a prominent halfling holiday, the second of the Three Feasts, the Givers' Feast, a time when massive communal potluck dinners are held in caravans across the country and gifts are exchanged, but we have no halflings here. So consider it trivia.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">NO!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">D: Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Hi rat! :D

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

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Shoo. I'm sleeping on the armrest of this couch.

TMG:<font color="#000000">So Shankfang (tries) to sleep in the room where the elves get noisy at night? Heh. xD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">NO NO NO NONONONONO!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Shankfang, do you have a place to sleep yet?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">No, lucky enough for him, or maybe for him, the elves are quiet that night. Heck, he doesn't even get a peep at Tathi.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's probably much more like ineffecual almost-whispered protests from Aelian while Tathi giggles and torments both of them anyways.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're welcome to crash with Elros and I if you need a spot.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">... and suddenly the rest of the party can't sleep in the unnatural silence.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You can't deny the troll in you. YOUR INSTINCTS ARE CLEAR.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, vy tenk hyu!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The top bunks of both the racks in our cabin are open.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Speak for yourself. It's a good thing this is sleep-enchanted armor because I didn't take it off. =3=zzzzz

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">(( So much for the sleepover idea with Swallowtail and Terri. That would have been lulzy. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">the dm ruins -everyones- plans. :P

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You don't mind music in the morning, do you?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt goes back down to sleep in the cargo hold

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Depends. How early in de mornink, und vat kind uf music?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Casa de Pink and Casa de Green now established. =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not before sunrise, and lute or guitar -- I'll find space in the galley if you two are asleep.&quot;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">But that ruins the E cabin! D: GM:<font color="#000000">Finally, the weather is clear!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And come tomorrow, when Swallowtail and Sszeyl finally get to do the second lesson! :D

GM:<font color="#000000">And that means it's time to shove off.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Good thing Shankfang doesn't snore. That would suck.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, was the repairwork to the Cygnet paid for, and is Aelian/Eros acting as a spotter?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You're orcish. You snore. :P

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Kor wakes up to a cat about a whisker's length away from his nose, staring at him all 83

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">What, just because I'm a Half-Orc, I snore? racist!

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">O_O poofy ball of black fur.

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Hiiiiiiiii rat. 83

TMG:<font color="#000000">and Dawn of a New Day? :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh right, yes. Dawn of a New Day, Yondallon 10th, Khada, 1221 CA.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">SCAMPERSCAMPERSCAMPER- well crap, Cob. There's a rat in your favorite tea kettle...

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Isn't that kettle full of boiling water?

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">That's hot water. =w=;;; What the drow said.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">SQUEAK. Well, great, he landed in the bowel. So much for that salad.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">The potatoe salad?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I'll just pretend you wrote bowl.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">... oh geebus fuck XD

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Let's. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang eventually rolls out of bed...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And crashes to the floor.

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">&quot;Get out of my kitchen!&quot; And the rat is tossed unceremoniously out the door.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He's not used to bunk beds.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8-10 = 10 + 8 - 10 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen check for lulz...

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

* Edaric jolts awake, fumbling for his rapier. &quot;Wha, wha'happen --&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Squueeeeeeeeek- WHAP. Oh, hello there pink thing.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Noddink. Chust...sayink goot mornink to de floor.&quot;

* Edaric blinks blearily. =w=; &quot;... you okay?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Hello black poofy thing.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, Hy'm hokay. Schtill got hall my teeth.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">You have six heads. @_X Did you know that?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang groans and picks himself up off the ground.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas is up a bit early, despite his great need for sleep. Habits die hard, and he crashed early. ... But for him, it is not quite as good of a morning as it could be. It is a better morning, to be sure. But there are a great many things weighing down on him these days. Presently, Tom is kneeling in front of the port-hole of the otherwise empty room, preparing what appears to be a modest ritual in the lazy morning sunlight.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt wakes up belowdecks, and makes his way to the galley.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">he nods to Swallowtail as he passes

* Edaric mumbles something that sounds like some vague assurance that he's glad you're all right before settling back onto the pillow with a flumph.

Thomas Lazarus whispers: Heads up: Casting Divination, going to divine whether it's going to cause more good than harm to deliver the letter.

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: Ooh. Thanks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang steps out, on his way to the galley for tea. &quot;Goot mornink Svallowtail.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He opens the door, sees Gnogglebolt, stands in the doorway for a moment, then immediately turns tail and walks out.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tea kan vait, life iz more important.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is -- oh.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I fetch tea. How you drink?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up as the halforc walks away, sighs, and just rests his head on the table.

* Thomas Lazarus sets out a small dish with some crumbled silver in the center and a stick of modest incense laid over top. It's carefully lit before he falls into prayer for some time. Mm, berry-smells. :9

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust a liddle bit uf honey, please.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Morning everyone.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Ninja vanish!

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

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here.&quot; :3

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

* Swallowtail hands over a mug of tea.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at Aelian and Tathi as they come in and sit down.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes the tea and sips it.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mmm, dat iz zum goot tea.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I'm really, really sorry I wasn't with you all in town.&quot; He says.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Material costs deducted. Darn material costs.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas says I wouldn't have been able to change anything...but I still should have been thee.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thomas' CL is 8th, yes?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi glances over, and shakes her head as she sets her spellbook on the table. &quot;Don't be. With the blast from that spell, it's more than likely you could have just been another casualty.. it's.. humbling being on the recieving end of evocation.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang chills in the hallway with Swallowtail. &quot;So, vat iz it like back vere hyu kome from?&quot;

* You roll to yourself: 1d100+8 =&gt; 53 + 8 = 61Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">A Drow appears...looking a bit...shiny?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">O.o Shiny Drow?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very different. More open.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">He's not in his heavy coat at present, but his original wrap.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">NEW AGE VAMPIR*bricks*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt wrings his hands. &quot;But...more than that...we're supposed to be the Guardians together...and I didn't go with you all...&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Quick catch it shinies are rare! :O *beaned with a Poke Ball*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You'll need at least Ultra Balls to catch me!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Brick gun, FIRE!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">But yeah, shiny as in just back from a workout.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian, who's been maintaining his bow, looks up. &quot;Possibly, but really, how could you have known we were going to trip right into a den of evil? Caught us all by surprise really.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;There a party in the hallway? :.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are so many trees and mountains here. Home there is the sea.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Gnogglebolt iz in de galley, und Hy prefer life.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Ooh, Amaya stories. Always fun. :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Le sit.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hmm, dat sounds qvite nize. Hy vould like to visit zumday. Sounds like a great place for bikink.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">huh.. where's the price on scribing another spell again...

* Swallowtail blinks. &quot;The sea? For biking?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( 100gp per level. ))

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs again. &quot;I still feel bad.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">where, not what

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Spellbook description in the PhB? ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I was reading it off Boccob's Blessed Book. One moment.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy plan to get her enchanted to driff over vater, eventually.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">25 GP per page, 1 page per spell level, DMG 249.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">lolololololol so there isn't one then. Thought so. I just have to spend a day studying it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;So...May I ask, Swallowtail...why you're out and about in this country to begin with? :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Me and Shank have work to do, but you seem free. :o&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">and of course, from that point on, wotc is -horrifically- vague, so.. dm ruling on when I can spellcraft a new spell. XD

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may ask, I may not answer.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One per day, 25 GP per spell level.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">You can start to hear a guitar being played in the cabin to your west -- seems the bard is waking up. &#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 7 + 15 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This is what I'm listening to for it -- always willing to take suggestions. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d6CIebohYmQ

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ah, super-secret ninja schtuff?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">(Things are... different now. I'm an inquisitor now. People are relying on me. A -lot- of people. More than just my friends. I can't just hope the future will turn out okay. I can't. It's up to me to make sure it -does-. To serve the people. To protect the people. To undo crisis. To -prevent- crisis. I can't let things turn out like Braxton. Like Redtree.. ..It's not usually my way, but I.. beg for your guidance this time. Please.) Thomas casts a Divination spell, in hopes of learning whether the party is heading for disaster in delivering its mysterious letter to Thalinde.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660000">(( Augury? ))

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Dangit. This book doesn't have glitterdust in it. :P

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Trying again for shout, 100 gp for a 4th level evoc spell...

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">No other way to get the spell? :B

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 18 + 14 = 32&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Reply:<font color="#000000">... I was going to use this icon but it doesn't suit the mood. Hold on a moment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Augury isn't quite as much feedback as Thomas was hoping for. This is an important deal to him.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He iz pretty goot vith dat guitar...&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is an awesome icon for Thomas' god.

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

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I was thinking of having Shankfang worship Gork and Mork at first, but I don't think Lia would appreciate that. :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Ed jams every morning, you'd think the Guardians would be used to it by now.

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

Reply:<font color="#000000">There, that's a little better.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Well shit. I just ran the calculations. Tathi has 5 pages left in her spellbook. :O

RAM:<font color="#990000">Word of Power, Bind! It's a single word, but it takes up six pages!

TMG:<font color="#000000">she's gonna need a second one. :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;Very well. Can you answer why you're here?&quot; The Drow seems genuinely curious. :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(it's actually not really a single word. &gt;.&gt; But I'll save that nerdery for later. ^^; )

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&quot;I don't mean to be rude, but you are quite the enigma of the group. =3=;&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;She iz a Ninja! She iz supposed to be!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You could always upgrade from standard spellbook to big fat dramatic leather-bound locked grimoire.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Would make a fine gift, actually.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*snrk* 400 page spellbook, Liatai? :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You could also pull a Ragnarok Online sage and double it as an improvised melee weapon. *book'd*

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Book-on-a-staff, as a bludgeon? :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...anyway. Back to RPing. x3

Reply:<font color="#000000">Old swords and cudgels may clash, but the sunlight will illuminate the path to peace.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Hey you sunny doofus! What about hot-headed wizards!?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">400-page spellbook would cost 4 times what a normal one does. :3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I cannot answer all.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">so just 60 gp? Awesome sauce.

* Swallowtail switches to Auran.

* Thomas Lazarus bows his head, with a weak smile breaking his melancholy look.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I am here now because I failed, and was saved from a fate worse than death. I will stay until my life-debt is repaid. Afterward, I am not certain.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hee, it's like ve're in zum secret klub ven ve talk in Auran.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I had begun to forget.&quot; He opens his eyes and begins cleaning up the tiny ritual. &quot;..True faith is worth more than any weapon, spell, or army. I'll face tomorrow with courage.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Failed?&quot;)

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

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

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Very much oops.)&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A dramatically less stressed-out looking templar appears. Ooo and the room smells like berry incense. =w=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;If you ever need a place to hide for the night, my cave is always around. :3&quot;)

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I was sold as a slave along the river, underground. From organization to organization. Ended with Blackskulls, where the Guardians saved me.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets breakfast, thanks Cob for it, and eats. Some time later, he finishes up and also cleans his own dish despite any protest from the cook, and heads out of the galley.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning -- smells good.&quot; :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Und Hy em alvays villink to help if hyu need a getavay vehicle.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">D: Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Oh. :.&quot;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He opens the door, and sees Shankfang standing in the hallway...and Gnogglebolt stands still for a moment, looking at the halforc with an unreadable expression.

* Thomas Lazarus watches the swooshy wind-conspiracy talk for a moment. :.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Squeak. Don't worry. I'm totally not relaying this through speak language or anything.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang tries to melt into the wall.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;I had thought you were after one of the Blackskulls to begin with.&quot;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After a few moments, Gnogglebolt's shoulders sag, he shakes his head, and walks brusquely past them.

* Thomas Lazarus nods and keeps on his way. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Reflex save, Shankfang?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He heads up to the top deck

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You're trying to melt into a door. :B

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

* Swallowtail shakes her head.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;As in literally, or legally?&quot;)\

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Dere iz schlavery in Akellon?&quot;) Shankfang seems appalled.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 18 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Reflex!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Not literally. Slavery is outlawed in Akellon. But it happens. Illegally.)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas casually approaches after a bit of just enjoying the wind and sway of the deck.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You do not fall over backward as the door swings open behind you. :B

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's a new day. I'm feeling in much better spirits already.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl seems...very sad.

* Edaric blinks, looking up from his guitar as the door swings open.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Oh. Schtill, Hy em glad hyu managed to get avay.&quot; )

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I would not have if it were not for the Guardians.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks over at Thomas, notices he seems to be in good spirits, which rubs off onto Gnogglebolt and he smiles at the bright, sunny morning too.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust vun more reason Hy like dese guys, den.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Swan Song can tell you. I was only a few seconds from being sacrificed when they blew up the door.)&quot;

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his neck a little uncertainly, but tries. (:3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Hit the necromancer with a pew.&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Oh no! Hy hope dey killed hall uf doze bastards!&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was wondering. Now that things are calmer, and all.. well. It's just a possibility.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;All but one, who was not at fault.&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But.. If you'd like to speak with your sister, or anything, we could do that maybe.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Vell, fair enough.&quot;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tilts his head at Thomas, wondering what he's going on about...and looks away as he hears it.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;buggering magic&quot; Thomas can hear Gnogglebolt mutter under his breath.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:O You definately need to mention that to Shankfang! He would love to talk to his fiance!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He stares a moment, completely neutral.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leans on the railing of the ship in thought.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;However, Swallowtail, after your debt is dealt with...I would be needing someone to show me around Amaya, if you would. (:3&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas then extends a fingertip and touches Gnogglebolt's shoulder. There's a soft blue glow and a hum. 1 point of healing.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I would be honored.)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... You scratched yourself working.&quot; He smiles.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(oh, whup. Dunno how that got there...)

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">See, I saw you missing 1 hp, and I was sitting here waiting to show off a work injury or something, you atmospheric wanker. :P

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Hy vould very much like to visit, as vell. Hy tink Talfeera vould enjoy it. Perheps on our honeymoon...&quot;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shivers slightly as the wound on his arm closes up, and he looks down at it throughtfully. &quot;Huh. Didn't even notice...&quot;

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( I assume the token is saved at 23 hp accidentally or something. But it was a good opportunity for the context of the situation. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Buggering magic indeed.&quot; ^_^

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi peers around. &quot;Hrm. Where's Kor?&quot;

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">&quot;Somewhere not in the galley.&quot; &gt;:|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt flexes his hand and feels the healed spot, then drapes himself partially over the railing and runs a hand back over his head lazily.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's alright though. Letters are better.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">It's hard to take Swallowtail seriously when there's a rat nibbling on her ear.

Cob Oress:<font color="#000000">&quot;He ruined a whole pot of tea and a bowl of salad.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose you'll keep offering ever-so-politely later, so might as well just get it out of the way--eh?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;What? No cheese raiding? Oh hells, I wonder if he's still screwy from the magic incident...&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">I love this couch.

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Don't you?

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz-

Scarlet:<font color="#000000">Isn't it awesome? |3

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Yup. Me too!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Maybe when the dragon business is done.)&quot; Swallowtail smiles, seemingly lost in thought.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Smiles again and speaks softly. &quot;I'm only trying to be of service. It's not like I fancy myself some great moral authority and know just the perfect way to fix everything, or what'll make you feel better. But if there's anything I could do that might do some good, I'm here for it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl starts fanning himself.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Hmm. Nah.&quot; Gnogglebolt waves a hand. &quot;I suppose magic isn't that bad, the curative ones and potions have saved my life several tiems now and I suppose you're just trying to teach me a lesson I really need to learn, more than one lesson, in fact...&quot; Gnogglebolt turns around, and slides down to the deck, sitting up against the edge.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;So...these tessen are really important in the Four Schools?&quot;)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(They are the signature weapon of the School of Air.)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pish posh. Consider it shameless self-promotion of my fancy new powers I'm so proud of.&quot; ;3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at Thomas oddly, and smiles slightly. &quot;And I suppose that's one thing that makes you such a good man.&quot; Gnogglebolt sighs again. &quot;Alright, I'll talk to my sister. Tell me how this works...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt chuckles at that, though.

* Thomas Lazarus bows slightly.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;...Hyu use fans as veapons? How does dat vork?&quot;) Note, he is not being sarcastic or anything. He is genuinely curious.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Nibblenibblenibble.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Sszeyl easily snaps the fan open, and angles it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">So that the razor edge of the fan gleams.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ah, a blade. Hy see.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A sending spell is powerful, but it is very limited. It can only be the shortest of exchanges, as I'm sure you've observed before. Twenty five words carried from here, to anywhere and anyone else in the world, and they can send twenty five back. But a nice alternative to letters if you're very impatient. Or deathly afraid of writing letters... like me... =w=;;;&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt snorts, and thinks in his head.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I do not know how it is in Akellon, but in Amaya, the Swallow has the tessen, the Dragon Turtle the spiked shield, the Phoenix the double-bladed sword, and the Tiger the clawed gauntlet.)&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Nibblenibblenibble.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 11 + 10 = 21&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Knowledge Religion check.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I know, I know. It must seem really awful compared to a good mail service. But it's the best I can do so far.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Whoops, minus two on that. :v

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Seems a liddle bit to sottle for me, tough. Hy prefer my gun. Nize und loud und powerful.&quot;)

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The Kellon schools have no associated weapons aside from standard monk weapons.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Favored weapon: pistol. Hello.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Akellon schools do not have favorite weapons. =3=;&quot;)

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I know, I know. It must seem really awful compared to a good mail service. But it's the best I can do so far.&quot; ^^; You have disconnected.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Merely the tools identified with the martial artist.&quot;)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas Lazarus: &quot;I know, I know. It must seem really awful compared to a good mail service. But it's the best I can do so far.&quot; ^^; Sszeyl: Whoops, minus two on that. :v Shankfang the Deffrider: (&quot;Seems a liddle bit to sottle for me, tough. Hy prefer my gun. Nize und loud und powerful.&quot;) TMG is disconnected. TMG is disconnected. Liatai: The Kellon schools have no associated weapons aside from standard monk weapons. TMG has connected.

* Swallowtail nods, considering.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(The Kellon schools are not part of their crown's service, so it makes sense that they would be more generalized.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang unholsters his flintlock and shows it to the two. It is a very elegant design, clearly well maintained, with carvings along the barrel that look like bullets being fired.

TMG:<font color="#000000">you dc'd from irc, ram

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods to Thomas. &quot;Okay, I'm ready.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Very well. Let me know your message. It'll take a little big to finish the spell, so any time you're ready.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus blushes. &quot;Oh by the way.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Your schools serve your crown? I thought they just co-existed?&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If she's talking we might just get her saying something completely unrelated for the next twenty five words.&quot; o///o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, let you know?&quot; Gnogglebolt frowns at this. &quot;I though I was going to speak to her...and I was going to speak in my native tongue.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Mmm, tasty ears.

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

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Actually, let's see.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There's only a 5% chance it fails if I use a Sending to talk to a God or a demon lord wtf.

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

* Swallowtail shakes her head, dislodging Kor. &quot;(There is a reason that the schools are so populous in Amaya. They are sanctioned by the emperor, and he chooses his royal guard from their ranks, among other positions.)&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... that could be lulzy. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, Gnogglebolt will have to actually describe her to Thomas so he can actually send to her, too.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;...Eerily similar to home. =3=;;&quot;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;But with less cruelty.&quot;)

* Thomas Lazarus pops one eye open. &quot;Talfeera.. right? What's her whole name? And what does she look like?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">At this point Thomas just seems mildly amused with the amassing stipulations and nuances of the spell.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And now they get into stuff Shankfang can't really relate to.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt presses a hand to his forehead in exasperation.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(&quot;Vell, Hy em gunna head topside. Get zum fresh air, maybe track down Terri und teach her to schoot like Hy promised Hy vould.&quot;)

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">^_^

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Terri? She is in here.)&quot; Swallowtail knocks on the door she's sitting against.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, iz she schtill asleep?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">However, he dutifully states her full name, as well as a list of identifying phsyical characteristics. He also thinks again and recomposes his message, as it will not be delivered by him, and it will not be in Gnome.

Terri:<font color="#000000">A little brown eye peeps out from behind the door. There's your answer!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then frowns.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait a minute.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...she's going to get this message from -you-?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You can send it in Gnomish if you really want to.&quot; :3 &quot;..But, uhhh, I might butcher the relay message. I've never spoken Gnome.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're going to say it to her, and she's going to see you?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, goot mornink Terri! Do hyu vant me to teach hyu how to schoot now?&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, technically. But the recipient understands how this works, for the most part. I imagine she's no stranger herself, as a sorceress.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, yes. But that's not the point.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Actually no wait.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And oh crap, there's Gnogglebolt.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The point is, no matter what the message says, even if I coach you to phrase it in Gnommish, she won't believe it's me.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We sort of established earlier this session we can sending through other people with our voices.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Or Tom wouldn't have colossally fucked up Gradia's sending. :B

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;Yes. Thinking on it, Amaya sounds exactly like what I need for my people. :3&quot;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Shankfang hears that last bit that Gnogglebolt said.

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes! I can change it a little.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You can go ahead and speak the message yourself. Sorry I'm really new at this. It's only my third or so sending.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">( &quot;Maybe I could convince them to let us be annexed by you guys. =3=;&quot; )

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well that makes things right easier now. Silly magic...&quot;

* Terri looks up and tugs on Shankfang's pant leg a little. &quot; Are you okay Mr. Shankfang? You and Mr. Gnogglebolt aren't going to fight, are you? &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And those who practice it.&quot; Gnogglebolt sticks out his tongue at Thomas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">I see a sun on the deck level.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Upper right hand corner.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It is very silly. I'm sure you've heard of catastrophic apprentice wizard stories.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">....hey, Ram.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hope not, Terri. Are...are hyu guys doink a sendink?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mnyes?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Did you ever spend skillpoints to have Shankfang learn gnome in addition to Auran? :.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">No, actually. I didn't.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh. That's a shame. :B

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What did he do? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Drew a silly sun on the map. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is his price.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The price for his bandwidth.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks over at Shankfang as he speaks up, and gives him a flat glance. &quot;Not a word. I'm already going far enough just to do this...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang slowly pulls himself up onto the deck, hoping Gnogglebolt won't blow up on him again.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He looks back at Thomas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;...You said you'd never met any elves other than those that live in the water?&quot;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay then, I've got my message ready. Let's get this over with.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas is actually casting a spell right now, in addition to speaking with Gnogglebolt. But it's one of those slow ten minute spells.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(None.)&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Umm, hennyvay...kome over here, Terri. Ve kan practice schootink at doze trees along de schore!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sure. Any time you want. I'll 'catch' it and it'll be in Mazio in no time. Or well. Wherever she might be, really. Could work if she were in the elemental planes, I think. I'm babbling.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(No... that is not entirely right. I had seen them. Sailors from Kellon lands.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;What creatures...live in the water, exactly? =3=;&quot;)

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;What are they like?&quot;)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right...tell me when to start talking.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Are hyu Sendink to Talfeera?!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods after a few moments.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(... Far too many to describe now.)&quot; ^^;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Poor Tom, stuck in the middle. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leans to the side and gives a smoldering glare to Shankfang before looking back at Thomas.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang just looks away sheepishly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Don't worry. Thankfully it'll only be your 25 words. Wouldn't it be awesome if other people could shout dumb things into your sending, though?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#660000">Rin eat's Gnogglebolt's nose! :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ger'off me, teenyrin

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">'Commander Ashmore I --(Tathi's voice)--LOVE YOU--Tathi please, I have limited words.'

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;S-so, here Terri. Be kareful not to point it at hennyone, und keep hyu finker uff de trigger.&quot; Shankfang says, handing his flintlock to the girl.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at Thomas, waiting for the ready to start talking, and he starts looking somewhat impatient.

* Thomas Lazarus ushers expectantly. ^^;

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">Terri with a gun.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt realizes, and starts speaking in Gnome. Thomas can't understand the words, but they are definitely being said very slowly and uncertainly.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Isn't that a really lame soft rock song that plays on the radio when I go to work? *shot*

RAM:<font color="#990000">Janie's got a gun?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">In gnome: &quot;Hi...sister. I've...met Shankfang here. You're...not really engaged, are you? He's just making things up, and you don't really...like him? Right?&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's the one uhg. :P

Terri:<font color="#000000">It seems huge in her tiny hands.

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;Momma.....Just killed a man...&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;Put a gun against his head....Pulled the trigger now he's Dead....&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">That's Bohemian Rhapsody.

Meany:<font color="#660000">I know.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">While the meaning is totally unclear to him, he can atleast count words. He pauses a few seconds and nods when the message is done. And the Sending sends!

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

TMG whispers: I imagine the response will first of course being a definite affirmation that she does indeed love Shankfang, and then include chastisement to Gnogglebolt for being a stupidhead and a not-sos-ubtle warning that if anything happens to her big bear/if Gnogglebolt harm him, Gnogglebolt will be in trouble. Phrase all that however you wish. :3

TMG whispers: and the 'trouble could be left vauge, a threat of -such- a prank, actual harm, whatever feels best based on what you know of her, and fits into 25 words :B

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">okay, leaning back to rest my eyes was not a wise idea.

TMG whispers: still got the image we decided on using for her, right?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Now, pull back de flintlock to load it. It hes a Qvickloadink enchantment, so it loads itself.Now, hold it very securely, or it vill fly back und hit hyu in de face. Look trough de sights, und line dem up vith you target. Make sure hyu keep you eye focused on de front sight, und pull de trigger!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus half-turns and observes carefully. (:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But it seems like things are being handled relatively cautiously, so he doesn't intervene.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Give me some credit!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">No, you are an Ork.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And that is fair.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And you are racist!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You don't know your gods apart!! *dakka'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">And your Dragula is full of eels!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I do, too!

Talfeera:<font color="#000000">The reply comes through in Gnomish. &quot; ... Gnogglebolt? Sending? Met Shankfang -- ?! Gnogglebolt if you hurt my snugglebear you'll be so sorry! I love him, we're getting married, so just deal with it!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">One is the God of Brutal Cunning, and the other is the God of Cunning Brutality!

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay...&quot; &gt;:d

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Thomas hears a sharp crach of Gnome through the sending, and Gnogglebolt flinches.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fun fact: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...yeah, that was her allright.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">One hits you when you're not looking, and the other one hits you harder when you are!

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what do I aim at?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:O &quot;Hy know dat voice!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In the ability tooltips for the Ork faction shaman in Warhammer Online, the fluff description for Gork and Mork abilities is ridiculously inconsistent. In fact, Gork and Mork are pretty much just randomly interchanged even in the same spell's tooltip. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Aim at the voice, Terri!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Aim at the voice!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Because they don't fucking know which one is which.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh! Umm, aim at dat tree over dere!&quot; Point!

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay.&quot; &gt;:d ...

RAM:<font color="#990000">This is true! And it is hilarious!

Terri:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8-4 = 3 + 8 - 4 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; CRACK

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Flinch. ^^;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Before Thomas's eyes, Gnogglebolt lets out a very heavy sigh, and peers past him to Shankfang again. This time, Gnogglebolt looks at the halforc not with malice, but with helpless resignation.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Everything's okay right are you okay fret fret 8|

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang, for his part, is busily teaching Terri how to shoot a gun.

* Terri stumbles back. &quot;Whaa! It kicks back!&quot; O_O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Reflex to catch her!

* Thomas Lazarus looks back to Gnogglebolt. ^^;;

Terri:<font color="#000000">You have caught 1x small girl with a pistol.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It worked, right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is everything okay?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hee, Hy schould hef varned hyu. It hes qvite a kick.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's so loud.&quot; O_O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh my god.

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why is it like that?&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">SHE'S GOING TO TELL HER DAD WE LET HER SHOOT A CANNON.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">WE ARE THE WORST GUARDIANS EVAR D: Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Correction.

Terri:<font color="#000000">Terri is now peering at the gun all over. :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">You are the worst guardian ever.

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt also watches Shankfang...teach terri how to fire a pistol. And...doing a pretty good job of it.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Thomas and sighs again. &quot;...Yeah. it worked.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">Which of course means she's turning it all around. She is remembering Shankfang's advice about keeping her finger off the trigger, though.

* Thomas Lazarus sounds a little uncertain now. &quot;Okay.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt goes to stand by the mast, behind shankfang, and leans against it, watching the large halforc behind his back.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does it work, Mr. Shankfang?&quot; :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yah, hyu get used to it eventually. Vat heppens, iz dere iz a bit uf black powder backed in de barrel behind a schmall metal ball. Ven hyu pull de trigger, de flintlock schnaps forvard und makes a fev schparks, dat light de powder. It eksplodes, und schoots de metal ball out de barrel at vatever hyu are aimink at.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's in the black powder?&quot; :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang, of course, makes sure she doesn't point it at anyone while she is looking it over.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Secret tinker recipie.&quot; Gnogglebolt suddenly speaks up.

* Thomas Lazarus cradles his chin with a :. look.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Charcoal doesn't explode.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus decides he has interfered enough for today.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;So it's gotta be some other kind of black powder.&quot; :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, it-!&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">HIDE IN THE DINGHY!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt prsses a hand to his forehead again as Shankfang jumps.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Yet another sigh. He just feels all sorts of conflicted and awful now.

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

* Terri looks back and forth between the grown-ups.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Please don' kill me!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.. maybe it's time for us to have a proper story, anyways. There's plenty I need to talk with you about, Terri.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I'm not gonna kill you...&quot; Gnogglebolt says exaperated. &quot;Talfeera would be mad at me. I just talked to her.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Okay...&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what do you want me to do with the gun, Mr. Shankfang?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang peers up over the edge of the small boat. &quot;Hy know, Hy heard her reply. Ven do Hy get to Send to her?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please be super careful, I saw that weapon kill an ogre.&quot; owo;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang reaches out to her. &quot;Here, Hy'll practice more vith hyu later.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Use it to bludgeon people to death, Terri.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">Starting with Mr. Miron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know, ask Thomas. He's the one who does the magic stuff.&quot; Gnogglebolt grumbles.

* Terri hands it back.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I should've known, I guess.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Talfeera's always been the weird one in the family, always does what she wants.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers Shankfang a weak smile. &quot;Tomorrow, we can do that, sure. I'm out of Sendings for today.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Doesn't care what anyone else thinks, no matter how strange.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;She iz very free schpirited...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus guides Terri belowdecks for some tales. :3

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, well...now she told me I'm not allowed to do anything to you, she....&quot; Gnogglebolt grits his teeth.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(There are the sea elves... the merfolk, the tritons, the sahuagin, the locathah... And the funny hadozee! Have you ever met a hadozee?)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Really does like you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hopefully behind-the-scenes post-credits tales because it's super late. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks down to the side. &quot;And m'sorry.&quot; He mumbles.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660000">(&quot;No. :. What are they?&quot;)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...She kalled me Schnugglebear, didn' she?&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang was not expecting an apology.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we nom while Shankfang and Gnogglebolt finish up?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He carefully climbs out of the dinghy, and leans back against the railing.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Big noms for Shankfang and Gnogglebolt for family fued. :o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And ongoing super interesting reconciliation.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Nomming Swallowtail for Character Development, at last!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...It iz hokay. Hy...Hy know how much hyu kare about each odder, even if hyu don' really schow it. She told me so herself.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And Sszeyl and Swallowtail for CONSPIRATORS!! &gt;:O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And other interesting lesson and cultural related discussions.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tathi for LolKor.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up and points dramatically at Shankfang again. &quot;But you keep your....your....hands to yourself when you're with her, y'hear? She may not let me do anything to you now, but if anything happens...&quot; Gnogglebolt squints his eyes accusingly, but Shankfang can tell there's no real fire in Gnogglebolt anymore, he's just blowing steam to save face.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Honestly, if hyu hedn' been so protectiff uf her, Hy vould not hef henny respeck for hyu.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tom for: &quot;Hello, God....This is Thomas.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then blinks and jerks back. &quot;She...she told you that?&quot; Gnogglebolt averts his eyes in embarrasment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for unexpected non-trolling wisdom.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Punctuated by super trolling.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und Hy kan promise hyu, here und now, Hy kan svear by Garl Glittergold himself, dat Hy vould never even tink uf hurtink Talfeera. Hy luv her too much, und Hy kouldn' liff vith myself if Hy deed.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Definitely seconding Tom's roleplaying of the Augury. That was very good use of it.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, naturally. She also told me about hall de pranks. Qvite hilarious.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">A sort of lame nom for Ed, because well

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Now when I think of him playing I'll think of awesome rythm guitar instead of lute. Because I'm not gonna lie.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt snorts oddly, and goes silent again in thought as he looks at the ground.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I don't even know what a lute is I've been imagining like vuvuzela sounds.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Guitar is better, anyway.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Without any further words, he turns and heads belowdecks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang watches him go, sighs, and smiles.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I did a good deed!! :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">YES. *_*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This is a lute. :B http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPdMwoBki-A

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tinks are lookink up.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Guitar ancestor with a bent neck.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Admittedly, that lute's got a much longer neck that what Ed uses. ^^;

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">He should FIDDLE!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I already have a fiddle bard. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fiddle morale boni to attack?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">YEEHAW &gt;:O

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I was thinking more along the lines of Irish folk music.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Like this. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMw7lwxRImI

RAM:<font color="#990000">Does he sing Irish folk music?

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

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">The Dubliners version! It's awesome!

GM:<font color="#000000">Any more noms?

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Terri for :O *BANG!*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well, ram and I were already nommed for all the conflict &amp; resolution scenes....

* Dr. Hatari was distracted by bardjamz. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">okay, we are ending right? second time I've nodded off

TMG:<font color="#000000">and it was resolved (mostly) much sooner than I thought. :.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Just one thing.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah yeah, we're nomming. :P

Meany:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d8 = 7&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is too goofy to stay mad at.

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone gets 650 XP for the monsters (850 if you're level 7, 1000 if you're below that) and 300 XP for PLOT.

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 600 XP - Family Feud and Reconciliaton. 400 XP - You're getting WHAT?!?! 200 XP - Oh bother. I would so love to be angry right now.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shankfang - 600 XP - Family Feud and Reconciliaton. 200 XP - The Auran Club. 200 XP - LOUD NOISES!

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 200 XP - Are you there, God? It's me, Thomas. 200 XP - ... Oh Sunlord they're never going to let me live that down. 200 XP - BRAIN WHY DO WE FIGHT.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 200 XP - The Auran Club. 200 XP - Plot upon plot.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi - 200 XP - Surprising wisdom! 200 XP - Aaaaaand we're back to trolling. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail - 200 XP - BACKSTORY BACKSTORY. Edaric - 200 XP - Won't someone think of the children?! Terri - 200 XP - Child with a gun. Oh dear. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Gnogglebolt gets Monster and PLOT exp, too? :o )

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">same pointy ears same elven channel lol

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sure, why not? He's behind and you sat through the wall of text. :3

Meany:<font color="#660000">You are now reading this in Winnie the Pooh's voice, oh bother.

TMG:<font color="#000000">x3 Cool

RAM:<font color="#990000">Aww, 150 short of level!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">May I ask what Tom's last nom was from?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I remember the line from before and I love it, but x3

RAM:<font color="#990000">No, wait...

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'M LEVEL 7!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was just a reference to the line from before, tied with his moment of fighting for words between &quot;euuuugh&quot; and &quot;wait no that's close-minded --&quot;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">I GET 850 FROM MONSTERS!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;29422+650+300+200+200 = 29422 + 650 + 300 + 200 + 200 = 30772&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">HELLO LEVEL 8, HOW ARE YOU TODAY?!

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;850+300+600+400+200 = 850 + 300 + 600 + 400 + 200 = 2350&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What class is Shankfang, anyways? Straight fighter?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;24300+2350 = 24300 + 2350 = 26650&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;10650+1000+300 = 10650 + 1000 + 300 = 11950&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gets the feats and BAB.

* RAM contemplates spending a skill point to learn Gnomish now.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Two skill points.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Speak Language isn't a class skill for you, so two.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh yeah.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, Liatai, I need all the logs put up on the wiki so I can update them and figure out how much time Gnogglebolt has been spending crafting :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Remind me when VAE's back about language shenanigans. :.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's like a million in fighter skillpoints! &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">See if he's finished the trucktrain yet

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; eh.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Save the skillpoints for now

RAM:<font color="#990000">Meh, I'll just take them from Jump.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I marked Ed down as learning Draconic last level up, and have been considering having him ask Miron for help. Just to build some rapport. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">I would have thought that you would have already taken it, to show that Shankfang learned Talfeera's language during the time they spent together

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">A nice thought.

TMG:<font color="#000000">learning it now in the middle of the boat...a little strange.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Unelss you somehow get coached by Gnogglebolt

TMG:<font color="#000000">Which is also...a little strange. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He also has a very sneaky little language on his character sheet that he picked up earlier... shame no one's spoken it near him yet. ;3

RAM:<font color="#990000">I just didn't think about it, is all. I can just say he's been teaching himself, and it's taken him a while.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I picture this playing out as, &quot;Hi Miron (:3&quot; &quot;GERHUFREBURHFURBLREGHR &gt;8I&gt;&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;D:&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'The Cygnet'Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Suddenly, dwarf.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">He turns and peers at Thomas.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, I'll save the campaign. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Though, if you put in the skillpoints now, and retroactively say that Shankfang knew gnome all along, then he would have understood the message between Gnogglebolt and Talfeera.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">And laughs.

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ha ha ha! Yer sister is mair o' a mon than ye are!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's not any of the many languages Gnogglebolt mixes into his cursing? :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">My feelings. D: RAM:<font color="#990000">Can I do that, Lia?

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;All yi''ll need noo is lang, girly hair!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can, Ram.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And no, it's not.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's Amayan. ;3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. Must be an elf-scrpt language then.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah well.. &gt;: TMG:<font color="#000000">...Oh. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tomiko can't -- LION!!! &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He was sitting in the room practically the whole time while Sszeyl was learning it from Swallowtail, and bards are language sponges. XD

Tokens dropped onto map 'The Cygnet'Valorfang:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:3

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">GET IN THE CAR

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; heh, well then. If Shankfang retroactively knows Gnome, then he did indeed understand the Sending message...if he was paying attention.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It would be strange to say he didn't pick it up.

Tokens dropped onto map 'The Cygnet'WHAT.:<font color="#0000FF">Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&gt;:|

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;ALLRIGHT YE DOOFS! Git oot! Th' server is comin' doon oan accoont th' admin is winking oot left 'n' right!&quot;

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

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

* Terri puts her hands on her hips and stares down the Necron.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Of course he was paying attention. He's just too much of a softie to confront Gnogglebolt on it.

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

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

* Terri looks satisfied when it poofs. =3=

RAM:<font color="#990000">Of course he was paying attention. He's just too much of a softie to confront Gnogglebolt on it.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Saving th' campaign!&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She's packing, don't mess with her.

TMG:<font color="#000000">what auspicious timing.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm sure I missed -something funny

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai: It would be strange to say he didn't pick it up. WHAT.: Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. You have disconnected.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;And th' server is comin' doon in 3 pints, 2 pints, 1 pints!&quot;

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

You have disconnected.