Session 97.5

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Dr. Hatari:Pardon me a moment while I put some noms in the oven.

Liatai:.... hmm.

Dr. Hatari:Anything amiss?

Liatai:One moment here, too. I think I joined as a player.

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Liatai:Nothing amiss. :3

Dr. Hatari:Oven timer set. Materials out. And most importantly..

Dr. Hatari:Mood rock rocking! &gt;:O

Liatai:Woo! \o/

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Trying to find good music, myself. Do you see the break in fog for Tomi to go into? :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No, Lazarus muse. This is a terrible time to begin snickering over the last early mini we ran.

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

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Mini-Dungeon Time!'Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop. Almost forgot. Can you see Rae and Malachite's stats now?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I made a few rough macros to perhaps expedite any slugfests. But I don't imagine they'll be necessary.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">One more minute and breakfast will be ready. :9

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gives me time to distract purrcat. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I return with sweet fried chicken and misshapen snickerdoodles. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... and maaaaybe roll some more treasure. |3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sweet. |3 *bricked*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Awesome breakfast. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ready anytime you are, DM. Where do we rejoin our heroes? :3

GM:<font color="#000000">There really is no better DM token for this. *brick'd* Let's check the weather really quick...

33 GM:<font color="#000000">... oops. Hatari, did you check the ToolTips option regarding dice rolls when you started the server? ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I guess so? ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Still! it's not so bad! You can mouse-over them for mods n' ..everything! \o/;;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I can reboot if it's annoying. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Probably for the best if you do. It looks better in the log if the rolls are written out. ^^;

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

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</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d2 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Woo, thankee. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No problem. I was specifically trying to avoid that issue when I clicked the box. Oh well. Learning curves. =w=;

GM:<font color="#000000">We rejoin our pair of heroes on a partly cloudy day in Yoriver, on whatever day the party actually approaches the town. Trucktrain, you make it hard to plan. =3=; *brick'd*

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Ex-cuse me, horse face?

GM:<font color="#000000">Sorry. Pair of heroes plus their pseudodragon sidekick.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">I'm not a sidekick!

</i><font color="#000000"> DX

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I demand equal representation!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ah, the life of a popular heroine. Cling-ons everywhere. *bricked!!*

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

</i>GM:<font color="#000000">It's been another morning of hiding from patrols after a night in the loft of a livery stable, but it seems you have a little lead to go on this morning. Word from the livery owners has it that a man with a small demonic-looking creature on his shoulder and a Leaden Mace highcollared coat has been seen entering a vacant warehouse nearby.

GM:<font color="#000000">There are officials of good old Count Montclare, the count of Yoriver, hanging around outside the front of the building, but you've managed to sneak up on a rear door.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Now if only you had a ghost minion to make them start panicing. :v

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*mountain hammer'd*

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Seriously good luck, Tomi~

* Tomiko Lazarus looks about the streets beneath her hooded coat. A simple and effective enough disguise in the cold weather. She checks to make sure the coast is clear.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Ugh. Why do the evil ones always pick the coldest parts of the year to cause trouble in?

</i><font color="#000000"> The pseudodragon's voice grumbles in the back of your mind as it curls up inside Raerarael's hood.

GM:<font color="#000000">The coast seems clear, for now.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Evil is deathly cold.

* Tomiko Lazarus feels rather at home here. Snowfall, danger abounds. Feel the norse! *_*

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek jiggles the door handle. &quot;Locked.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She takes the opportunity. &quot; 'Course. Let me..&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus lays a glove on the handle and pauses for a moment.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek steps clear. |3

* Tomiko Lazarus leans away from the building one more time and glares down either side of the road. She returns her concentration to the door. A faint red aura overtakes her hand as she grips the entire assembly. It whines and snaps and breaks apart like she were crushing a biscuit.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek pauses -- then holds up a hand. &quot; Wait, one moment. Guards -- &quot; Too slow.

* Tomiko Lazarus gives the door another firm inward press with her fingers.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--!!&quot;

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek takes out a wand and taps the door; sound cuts out entirely around you three, and then he punches his other hand and nods to Tomi. &gt;|3

* Tomiko Lazarus pauses before a faint smirk crosses her face. Does the now handle-obliterated door give any further resistance? Barred, maybe?

Malachite:<font color="#000000">When will those doors ever learn to stop challenging Tomiko? It never ends well. For the doors.

</i><font color="#000000"> The silence apparently doesn't affect telepathy. The door does seem to resist; yep, it's probably barred on the inside.

* Tomiko Lazarus lowers her head for a moment. &quot;...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">'And here I was trying to be all sublte' she 'says'. Of course, there's no sound. Oh well.

* Tomiko Lazarus reels back and strikes the door with her boot. &#171; &#160;6d6+9 = 26 + 9 = 35&#160;  &#187; with hardness bypass.

GM:<font color="#000000">There's now a perfect Tomi-boot-sized hole in the door, and the door is now halfway across the room.

* Tomiko Lazarus stalks inside ominously and looks about.

GM:<font color="#000000">A cloud of splinters fills the air and drifts to the ground silently. The remains of that poor board barring the door shut dangle helplessly.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">The pseudodragon cheers in your head before she and the elf enter, looking around. There are two doors; luckily neither of them seem to be anywhere near as sturdy as the outside door.

* Tomiko Lazarus experimentally tips the nearby barrel over with her fingertip. An inquisitive look gets cast at Raerarael. This whole intelligent stealth and immersion and subterfuge bit is something she very much counts on the elf to take charge of. Her style is a little ham-fisted for, you know. Not just getting five stars and fighting off federal tanks all the time.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">The barrel sloshes; filled with some kind of liquid, apparently. The elf points toward the door to the right, and starts to say something, but the silence zone prevents any sound.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Gangnam style is so horribly inappropriate for this.

* Malachite rolls her eyes. He says the street's up north, so let's check the other doors first.

* Tomiko Lazarus nods. She sweeps over and tries the handle.

GM:<font color="#000000">Unlocked.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She's so handy. |3

</i>* Malachite preens. |3

* Tomiko Lazarus casts the door open. &quot;...&quot;

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

* Dr. Hatari is imagining hooded &amp; robed Tomiko in a silent zone throwing a door open wide with one arm.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So horrifying. *bricked*

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Hmmm. North it seems to be.

</i>Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; You don't need to translate anymore, Mal, we're out of the silence zone. &quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She suppresses the urge to loot for now. Magic doesn't last forever.

* Tomiko Lazarus seems surprised.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Well, I

</i><font color="#000000">like translating, so there.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; Urge to loot returned. |9

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek closes the door behind them, following Tomi to the next unlocked door.

* Tomiko Lazarus tries the next door's handle with a slow, quiet turn. Just to test the lock.

GM:<font color="#000000">Unlocked!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">If it's open, she casts the door open again with little regard for stealth. Her response to being caught is probably... different.

* Tomiko Lazarus flicks her eyes north, then gets distracted by the warehouse's trapdoor. &quot;...&quot; She lowers the hood of her coat and shakes out her hair.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">The front windows are boarded up, but you can see someone moving around outside. Raerarael steals a look around, then nods to the trap door. &quot; Let's go. &quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">This is where I remind our friends of a useful spell for situations where it looks like no one's home.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">True Seeing/See Invisibility.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What do I look like, a wizard? &gt;:O

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Onward, to demon-slaying! And loot!

</i><font color="#000000"> The pseudodragon pushes her head out of Raerarael's cloak, tail twitching in anticipation. &gt;:3

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You look like someone who can afford rings of true seeing.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Or at least potions.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">*dons nerd glasses* Actually potions of that spell are impossible because *BRICK'D*

* Tomiko Lazarus stays relatively low and stalks over to the trap door. It gets opened. One way or another. How much noise does the process make? |3

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Because it's higher than a 3rd level spell, yes.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">WANDS THEN. *brick*

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Very little. It seems to be well-oiled and unlocked.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">A scroll could work for Raerarael, but enough. :B

* Tomiko Lazarus skips the last few rungs and drops to take a quick look around.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">It's dark down here. Luckily you have a mage.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you want lit up today? Glowing hair might be intimidating.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus gives Raerarael a flat look and holds up her left hand, fingers splayed. She has a family signet ring in his face.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Glowing ears.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek smirks. The signet ring gets treated with a Light spell.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh no STICKY TOKEN *bricked*

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek begins to cast a little something on himself as they progress down the hallway.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;No signs of any hidden doors...&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus keeps her footfalls no louder than they need to be, but moved deliberately and obviously. She tries the next door without much hesitation.

GM:<font color="#000000">Pardon, knew I forgot something.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; There'll be some soon. Either that, or devils. Kids could've made it this far.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You are of course assuming that no Alarms have been going off.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Of the mental alert type.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">The door is opened without any trouble -- &quot;Well. There's one out of the two,&quot; Raerarael says with a smirk as the door swings open. He begins to prepare a spell as the creatures within turn toward you -- initiative!

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 4 + 7 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Initiative: &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Bearded demons.

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 20 + 6 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 18 + 6 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 8 + 6 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh..?&quot; She pivots her head back and gives the fiends a judgemental squint.

* Tomiko Lazarus decides to be creative. Her brows raise, although the condemning look remains. &quot;Hello.&quot;

Green Fiend 1:<font color="#000000">One green, smelly creature with a polearm clambers over the barrel it was investigating and tries to spear Tomiko! &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 15 + 9 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d10+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">There's a quick blur as the warrior suddenly backhands the attack. Her staggering strength threatens to completely deflect it! (Immediate - Wall of Blades counter: &#171; &#160;1d20+21+mod = 11 + 21 + 0 = 32&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Treat the result as AC versus one incoming attack.)

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sparks fly off the back of her hand.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Oh well. Was worth a try.&quot;

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">One of its buddies attempts the same. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 15 + 9 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d10+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She's struck, and grits her teeth as a little blood trickles!

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">That's... not a little blood. That's quite a bit for such a relatively small wound...

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">Round three! Glaive &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 6 + 9 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d10+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She suffers another cut!

Green Fiend 3:<font color="#000000">One attempts to reach past Tomi and strike the sorcerer behind her; Glaive &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 14 + 9 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d10+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">So close! But the glaive deflects off a disc of force as the pseudodragon hisses.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek grins. &quot;Thanks for bunching up so nicely!&quot; &gt;:3 He levels a hand at them, and a small glass cone hovers in midair briefly before it's obliterated by an arctic blast!

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;12d6 = 39&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; cold damage go!

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 14 + 12 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 17 + 12 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 17 + 12 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Green Fiend 3:<font color="#000000">This one seems unaffected. The rest aren't so lucky.

Green Fiend 1:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 6 + 7 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 20 + 7 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus has received initiative.* You roll to yourself: 45-29 =&gt; 45 - 29 = 16* You roll to yourself: 39/2 =&gt; 39 / 2 = 19.5Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hmm. How're they looking, give or take?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No, wait, hold that thought.

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It doesn't matter.

</i>Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Up until now, she was relatively serene. Collected. Almost blase about the minor wounds she continues being dealt. Her head bows a moment..

Green Fiend 3:<font color="#000000">This one is unharmed. 1 is heavily frostbitten, and 2 and 4 have a few nice wounds from the ice.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The berserker clenches her fists, bares her teeth, and begins to tremble... as does the earth around her. The cores of her eyes begin flaring with red light -- and she bellows a more inhuman, thunderous ROAR than you would expect human beings capable of making. Shit just got real. (Free - Totem Rage: +4 Str/Con, +2 Will, -2 AC, +4 to grapple. Lasts ten rounds.)

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Flits of red energy begin to raise off of the berserker's body. Her life-force is strong. (Free - Stone Power: &#171; &#160;mod = 5&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; (max 5) penalty to attacks until Tomi's next turn. She gains twice that value in temporary HP.)

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Now if only she had a Shout class feature.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Full Attack (+Haste, +Rage): Punch 1: &#171; &#160;1d20+22-5 = 4 + 22 - 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+10+1d6 = 13 + 10 + 3 = 26&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Punch 2:&#171;  &#160;1d20+17-5 = 17 + 17 - 5 = 29&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+10+1d6 = 12 + 10 + 2 = 24&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Haste Punch: &#171;  &#160;1d20+22-5 = 4 + 22 - 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+10+1d6 = 8 + 10 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Snap Kick: &#171;  &#160;1d20+18-5 = 16 + 18 - 5 = 29&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+4+1d6 = 10 + 4 + 3 = 17&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">5d6 damage is such a nice way to kick off a Rage.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Targeted on numero 1. And cycle down if it dies. &gt;83

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">0:3

* Malachite laughs as the devils begin to fall like dominoes, one after the other! Tomi's fists don't count as any specific type of weapon, do they?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Just magic and bludgeoning.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And Mass Destruction.

Green Fiend 3:<font color="#000000">Two punches knock this one down for the count.

Green Fiend 1:<font color="#000000">The hasted punch gets this one.

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">And this one... isn't looking so good after the kick to the gut.

* Tomiko Lazarus proceeds to pummel, break, throttle, and massacre true devils, and goes to far as to roar in one's face.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She's... out-deviling the devils.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Done!

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">Despite having second thoughts about their choice of career, the devils keep up the assault, throwing their glaives to the ground. Tomi, you take 4 points of damage as your wounds keep bleeding.

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 9 + 8 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 1 + 8 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; with their claws! Tell me if both hit.

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">... well that second one sure didn't hit. :B

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 20 + 8 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; with claws!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She seems to have blood to spare. Ki-power seeps from her wounds. (6 temp HP remain)

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">Crit confirm; &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She decides to catch that first claw in her hand. &#171; &#160;1d20+23 = 2 + 23 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Confirmed!

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">-- Oh yuck. It just slapped you with its beard. Slimy! Make a Fort save, and take &#171; &#160;1d8+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A fort save.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 8 + 18 = 26&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">Well, no devil chills for you. x3

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">Still damage, though.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek waits to see if any of them remain standing after Tomi's next assault.

Tomiko Lazarus has received initiative. You have disconnected.

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

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Weird.

* Tomiko Lazarus offers a throaty growl before her body flares once again. (Free - Stone Power: &#171; &#160;mod = 5&#160;  &#187; (max 5) penalty to attacks until Tomi's next turn. She gains twice that value in temporary HP.)

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Full Attack (+Haste, +Rage): Punch 1: &#171; &#160;1d20+22-5 = 19 + 22 - 5 = 36&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+10+1d6 = 7 + 10 + 4 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Punch 2:&#171;  &#160;1d20+17-5 = 6 + 17 - 5 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+10+1d6 = 15 + 10 + 3 = 28&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Haste Punch: &#171;  &#160;1d20+22-5 = 1 + 22 - 5 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+10+1d6 = 16 + 10 + 2 = 28&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Snap Kick: &#171;  &#160;1d20+18-5 = 1 + 18 - 5 = 14&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+4+1d6 = 8 + 4 + 4 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Double critical misses, oh noes.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... *wonders if they die anyways* =3=c

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">This one dies handily. Though make a Reflex save, Tomi. Two critical fumbles in a row? That calls for possible shenanigans. :B

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Reflex: &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 10 + 11 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Green Fiend 2:<font color="#000000">You don't fall down!

 You have disconnected.

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

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

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What's all this then?

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't think about going anywhere, you.&quot; &gt;:3 A green beam of light is aimed at the last remaining devil.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 9 + 11 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">A green field of light envelops this one. Its look of dread is quite eloquent.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mal, can you get the next door?&quot;

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">If I can't? I'm getting out of the way quick.

</i>* Malachite flies over Tomi's head and tries the next door.

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">Claw time! Tomi takes 4 bleed damage again, as the devil claws at her! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 4 + 8 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She's seems mostly out of it. Panting dreadfully through her teeth, alight with that strange ki-fire, and of all things, her blood is ''glowing. ''

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">There's a quick blur as the warrior suddenly backhands the attack. Her staggering strength threatens to completely deflect it! (Immediate - Wall of Blades counter: &#171; &#160;1d20+21+mod = 6 + 21 + 0 = 27&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Treat the result as AC versus one incoming attack.)

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The second claw rakes her.. but doesn't draw any fresh wound! (6 temp HP remain.)

Malachite:<font color="#000000">You hear a door swinging open. ''HEY! TOMI! MORE TARGETS THIS WAY!''

Tomiko Lazarus has received initiative.Green Fiend 6:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 13 + 6 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 6 + 6 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 18 + 6 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Tomiko Lazarus rapidly balls a fist so hard that her knuckles crack under their own power, and the last of the original devils get a super-sonic blow square to the face. (Bonecrusher punch. &#171; &#160;1d20+23-5 = 2 + 23 - 5 = 20&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+10+1d6+4d6 = 14 + 10 + 5 + 18 = 47&#160;  &#187; More Stone Power infuses Tomi's wounds.)

Green Fiend 4:<font color="#000000">SPLAT. Ew. You just broke its face. Literally.

* Tomiko Lazarus swivels her head east and plods over without a word.

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Done! ))

<i> You have disconnected.

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

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

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is bizarre.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Quite so.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Atleast it's quick.

* Meany adjusts monocle.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek begins to bounce a mote of electricity in his palm as he heads forward... readying an action.

* Malachite gets out of the way!

Green Fiend 7:<font color="#000000">Glaive &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 15 + 9 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d10+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; on Tomi!

Green Fiend 5:<font color="#000000">Glaive &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 5 + 9 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d10+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; on Tomi!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She thinks little of catching the first glaive in her bare palm. &#171; &#160;1d20+23 = 15 + 23 = 38&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But the second attack -- rakes sparks off of her flesh?

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">That's what the elf was waiting for. &gt;:3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Temp HP down in one blow.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;10d6 = 36&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; CRACK! Lightning sears past Tomi, through the nice little knot of fiends. &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 13 + 12 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 15 + 12 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 12 + 12 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Green Fiend 7:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* You roll to yourself: 45-18 =&gt; 45 - 18 = 27Tomiko Lazarus has received initiative.* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek blows smoke off his fingers. &quot;You'd think they'd learn eventually.&quot; |3

* Tomiko Lazarus slides forward a pace and levels a condemning glower down on the fiends. More red energy waves lift off of her body as she attempts to nail #7 with a gutpunch and punt!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hasted Stone Bones strike and Snap Kick: Stone Bones Punch: &#171; &#160;1d20+20+mod = 16 + 20 + -3 = 33&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+8+1d6 = 10 + 8 + 1 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Snap Kick: &#171;  &#160;1d20+16+mod = 13 + 16 + -3 = 26&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;3d6+3+1d6 = 11 + 3 + 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Green Fiend 7:<font color="#000000">PUNT'D.

<i> You have disconnected.

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">You wouldn't happen to have Cleave in this setting, would you, Tomi?

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Last I saw was Tomiko Lazarus: Hasted Stone Bones strike and Snap Kick: Stone Bones Punch: &#171;&#160;1d20+20+mod = 16 + 20 + -3 = 33&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;3d6+8+1d6 = 10 + 8 + 1 = 19&#160;&#187; Snap Kick: &#171;&#160;1d20+16+mod = 13 + 16 + -3 = 26&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;3d6+3+1d6 = 11 + 3 + 1 = 15&#160;&#187; Green Fiend 7: PUNT'D.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are you still connected?

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My ISP just farted out.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">They must be doing work on it.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh whew, it wasn't just me, then. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which explains your discs.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No, my modem died briefly.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Such crap timing =3=;;;;;;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Green Fiend 7: PUNT'D. Tomiko Lazarus: The colosus-like woman is even further reinforced against attack. 5 DR and 10 more temp HP. The ammount of punishment she has just eaten without concern is surreal.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I almost forgot the 4 bleed damage again.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And no, she does not have cleave in this setting.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I wonder. Does DR stop bleed?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I imagine not.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's the lightning...&quot; The sorcerer raises a hand high as a rumbling, swirling, noisy sphere appears above his head. &quot;And here's the thunder!&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 7 + 11 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;12d4 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Green Fiend 6:<font color="#000000">This one is plain blown apart by the force of the orb of sound bursting against its chest.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Ooh, Orb spells.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Those are so fun to throw at people.

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Six seconds. Does that mean the lightning is six miles away?

</i><font color="#000000"> |3

<i> You have disconnected.

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

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

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Apparently I am a crap host. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Although, no one else has disced..

Green Fiend 5:<font color="#000000">This one... begins to make a gesture and speak in an infernal tongue. Tomi, you get an AoO!

Tomiko Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">Bad. Move.

</i><font color="#FF0000">Neckgrab. &#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 8 + 20 = 28&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Grapple check: &#171; &#160;1d20+31 = 6 + 31 = 37&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;3d6+10+1d6 = 8 + 10 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; damage.

Green Fiend 5:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 14 + 8 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Yeah, no.

<i> You have disconnected.

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

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

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

</i>* Tomiko Lazarus snatches the creature up off the ground by its throat the instant it begins to do anything resembling casting.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... Hold one second, I heard a boom outside. &gt;.&gt;

Green Fiend 5:<font color="#000000">Tomi cut off the spell very handily by breaking the caster's neck.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll get sone narration done, then. :B

* RAM hides the detonator. &gt;.&gt;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Next door!&quot; &gt;:3

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Slave driver.

</i>Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; Do you want to be her next target? &quot;

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">... Point taken!

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I assume it was a bird hidding the big windows again. =3=

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Ker-open. ''Clean! Treasure box!''

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hrph..&quot; A scarcely amused Tomiko hurls the dead body aside before stomping aside. Her brow remains knit, and that aura of hers stays flickering.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let it be assumed for the time being that she's deliberately summoning up the effects of Stone Power to save herself lethal bleeding damage. It's quite a spectacle in the meantime.

GM:<font color="#000000">I was about to say. So much blood!

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... we should probably patch those up.&quot; =3=;;; &quot;Here, catch!&quot; A potion of CMW is tossed Tomi's way.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But even furious beatdown godfire doesn't last forever.

* You roll to yourself: 1d20+3 =&gt; 14 + 3 = 17Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*Bonk*

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Ow.&quot; =w=

* Tomiko Lazarus sort of stumbles and shudders as her fire goes out, and she falls to one knee. She pats around on the ground and grabs for the potion. &#171; &#160;2d8+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160;  &#187; Healz

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">The bleeding stops, thank goodness. It was starting to look like an episode of Bleach in here.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">X3

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">All set now? Because there's treasure sitting right here.

</i><font color="#000000"> *w*

* Tomiko Lazarus squints one eye shut and tries to catch her breath inbetween drinks. &quot; Thanks.. ... ..fucking devils.&quot;

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">I can smell it! Treasure!

</i><font color="#000000"> *3*

* Tomiko Lazarus clears her head and looks around in disorientation, as though she doesn't even know how she got here. &quot;...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Treasure? |O

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seven less in the world now.&quot; |3

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Treasure!

</i><font color="#000000"> 8D

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The empty bottle gets hurled at the nearest devil corpse and shatters with a dull crackle. She scrapes and staggers back up to her feet with a deep breath. &quot;Hooo.... okay.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How did you get by doing this before I came along, again?&quot; She frowns around with a squint while rubbing the gore off of her knuckles.

* Malachite peers over Tomi's shoulder. 83

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ambush attacks and a healthy dose of illusions. And running. Lots and lots of running.&quot; :P

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Running, huh..&quot; She dons a faintly smug smirk while opening the chest.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">1100 gp, Crystal Vase (700 gp), Fine Leather Ribbon set with Moss Agate (700 gp), Arcane Scroll (Comprehend Languages (25 gp), Detect Thoughts (150 gp), Disguise Self (150 gp)) (total 325 gp), Potion of Eagle's Splendor (300 gp), Potion of Enlarge Person (250 gp), Wand of Summon Monster I (47 of 50 charges) (705 gp)

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Shiiiiinieeeees...

</i><font color="#000000"> 83 The pseudodragon starts to purr.

* Tomiko Lazarus murmurs, &quot; Looks like mage stuff.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;What've we got? ... Hey, that'll be useful. Disguise spell on that scroll.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus picks through the items, utterly unfazed by the prospect of spreading trace blood and devil chills everywhere. Neatfreaks everywhere squeal in dismay.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eagle's Splendor... Enlarge Person... Hey, Tomi, interested in being a giant for a while?&quot;

* Malachite is curled around the vase. Shiiiiiiiny. 83

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, sacred canine duty.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Loot recorded! ... Separately!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Wouldn't work.. &quot; She murmurs while looking over the other odds and ends. Well, huh. Seems like she has some experience with this or that combat magic despite herself.

* Tomiko Lazarus taps her belt with a finger twice. &quot;Got this commissioned with a modified version of the same spell. I've already got it.&quot; She mock-flexes a bicep at Rae and smirks.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come on. Let's search the bodies and all the crates. Like hell they were just squatting down here for the scenery and baubles.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus finger-pets Malachite's head with a smirk, and sets the agate gem next to her. &quot;..Besides.. I'm starving. Stolen lunch is the best lunch.&quot; |3

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha. Then I guess we'll save it for the others when they show up. Or hock it.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; She frowns. &quot; How strong is your little girl? Really?&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Mini-Dungeon Time!'Inari no Akeboshi:<font color="#990000">EEEEEW! Blood in my fuuuur! D: Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I still don't --&quot; what XD

Inari no Akeboshi:<font color="#990000">This'll take forever to wash out! D: Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hear hear!&quot; |3 Raerarael assists with the searching. &quot;Hard to say. I haven't seen her in a long time, since she headed south. But, if she's strong enough to cast a Sending, and scrying...&quot; He pauses by this barrel.

* Malachite purrs, wrapping the ribbon around herself. |3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I still don't feel comfortable with the idea of Tommy coming up here with a bunch of novices I've never heard of.&quot; She looks around at the carnage and loot with an air of superiority, like it's all beneath her. Her, the brute that kicked in the door and strangled a bunch of people to death. Such a flip-flop attitude.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">You manage to find some food and wine in the barrels and boxes. It's not great, just some jerky and such, but it's food.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She generously helps herself to anything that looks good. &gt;|9

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek is looking at this wall curiously. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10&#160;  &#187;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. something's strange about this wall.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 8 + 4 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; re-Search!

* Tomiko Lazarus approaches after rummaging freely. She's still chewing something and carrying a whole wine bottle. &quot;...&quot; Chew chew. =3=

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek takes 20.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thought so. Secret door.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus raises her brows and swigs back her winejug messily.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;There had to have been some way that demon guy got out of here that wasn't past us.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It gets tossed aside to shatter and splash on the floor. &quot; Okay..&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus rolls her neck. &gt;:.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Time for a little 'exorcism'.&quot;

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( Brb 1 shake! ))

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek pushes the wall open.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek pauses. &quot;... looks like someone beat us to it,&quot; he says, squinting off into the darkness.

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#990000">Hey! Where did everyone go?

* Tomiko Lazarus squints as well, and takes a moment to surrepetitiously draw a thin vial from her belt and tip back the liquid. &#171; &#160;3d8+5 = 11 + 5 = 16&#160;  &#187; Healing.

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Thoroughly. I'd say they might be faking, but it's hard to fake being decapitated.

</i>Teeny Rin:<font color="#990000">Oh, there you are!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Stick with me, kid. =3= *bricked*

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's been done before.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Bah multidice healing. &gt;:o

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Also Dullahans.

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Okay, hard for

</i><font color="#000000">non-spellcaster to fake being decapitated.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">*non-spellcasters

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">Dullahan.

* Tomiko Lazarus squints in befuddlement and looks to Raerarael. &quot;.. what in the world are you talking about?&quot;

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek looks back at Tomi. &quot;You don't see --? Oh, right.&quot; =3=;

* Tomiko Lazarus eyerolls. &quot; No.&quot; 

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Up ahead. Dead devil.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She leads the way, quietly walking down the hall.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If it's possible, she takes 10 on non-stressed move silently checks. If it's not, well, that's just too much of a pain in the ass to keep rolling every 15 feet. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;10+2 = 10 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

* Tomiko Lazarus holds her ring out slightly as the devil comes into view. &quot;...&quot;

Green Fiend 12:<font color="#000000">Yep, it's pretty thoroughly dead. There are deep slashes all over its body, and the smell of singed flesh and hair lingers. Its head has been neatly cut off and discarded beside it.

* Tomiko Lazarus raises her brows and looks to Raerarael flatly, &quot; That addage. About the enemy of your enemy being your friend. It doesn't really apply if your enemy is the enemy of everything that exists, does it?&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus peers around the corner. &gt;:.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; Depends. ... &quot; He frowns, darkly. &quot; .... I think I recognize this. &quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus holds up her advance, frowning at the shadows.

* Tomiko Lazarus glances back. &quot; What?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; Could be someone else with a flaming sword, though. &quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I thought that didn't work on them. Tch. Let me know if I can start really giving it my all.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To her repeated frustration, she has never been able to burn devils from hell. Weirdo.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; Remember that drow knight I was telling you about? &quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">Oh gods not this again.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">We all know he's handsome, but you're not his type.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Yeah.&quot; She stalks ahead. Move Silently &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; He had a flaming sword the times I saw him, and there were decapitated singed devil corpses around... &quot; The elf follows, playing with a crackling mote of electricity.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sneak sneak, sneak sneak. &gt;:o

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; Anything that can burn devils is something to be careful of. No matter what Tathi says, he's got a lot to answer for... more dead devils ahead. &quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well. Request to DM auto-sneak and stop when/if something constitutes stopping.

* Malachite sniffs. And cigarettes.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; Cigarettes? Are you sure it's not just devil-stink? &quot;

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Look, I

</i><font color="#000000">know devil-stink, this is tobacco.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">Is this Otto?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She remains mute on the topic of mangling Drow. As she always has in the past. She seems to simply let Raerarael speak his mind on that topic without ever voicing input one way or another. &quot;...&quot;

Teeny Rin:<i><font color="#CC0066">Is Otto in Akellon killing things without us?

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I am not going to lie; Renia is pretty high in the running for possible alts if Tom permadies. *bricked*

Green Fiend 11:<font color="#000000">More decapitated singed devils, though these ones have some wounds that look more like claws. A smoldering cigarette butt is discarded nearby.

* Tomiko Lazarus raises her brows and continues a cautious advance. &quot;...&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Hmm, a staircase leading up to a trap door.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I heard the weirdest meep/chirp sound a second ago.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And look aside in bewilderment, like, &quot;dafuq&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fatcat is camping on the printer trying to get mah cookie &gt;:0

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

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek squints up at the trapdoor. &quot; Alarm spell on that. I'll get rid of it. &quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus jolts to a stop and looks between the door and Rae several times. &quot; How can you tell??&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 11 + 10 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; dispel check!

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek taps his cheek just below his eyes, which are glowing faintly green. &quot;Detect spell.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus draws her hood back up. &quot;Okay.. well..&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He -just- made it. Well done.

* Tomiko Lazarus stalks boldly ahead, moving the door open with a wide sweep.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... why am I saying &quot;well done&quot; to my own NPC? =3=;

* Liatai is brick'd.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">You're immersed. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Strength check, Tomi. There's something on top of this trap door.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh no. Real strength checks instead of virtual display ki nonsense! Crap! &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 13 + 7 = 20&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Out of curiosity, what languages does Tomi speak?

GM:<font color="#000000">That crate never stood a chance. The door gets opened.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Dwarven and Goblin. Both as part of her training.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">She doesn't speak common?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">How awkward.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hobgoblins are the best swordsmen on the planet, and the dwarven alphabet is used in recording the lore of the Way.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">WHAT U SAY??

GM:<font color="#000000">The room you enter is dark and dusty.

* Tomiko Lazarus looks around quickly at the room. &quot;Someone doesn't want to be tailed. Let's keep up the speed. Magic?&quot; She only waits long enough for a yes or no before forcing the next door.

* Malachite coughs. More tobacco on the other side of the door.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">Nothing quite says 'I'm coming for you' like Disentegrate.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">Just saying.

GM:<font color="#000000">Listen check?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 19 + 4 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What do your elf ears see?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CC0066">That's Q who sees with ears.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- No, but someone's talking on the other side. Elven. Something about a temple of Kord... &quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--!!&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That strikes a nerve. She wheels on the door immediately and holds her ear up to it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

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

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... Tomi, do you even speak Elven? &quot; =3=

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I don't speak elven.&quot; =3=;;;;;;;;

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Fuck this, I'm not hiding if they're talking about that. They are enemies or they are allies!&quot; The door gets all but pushes off its hinges by a blunt shove from Tomiko.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek smirks before Tomi speaks. &quot; -- hah, someone just said they'd know if someone was coming, they have an Alarm spell. &quot; Then the door gets slammed open.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A hooded, grim-looking Tomi steps through the threshold. &quot;...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Damn human eyes! &gt;8E

Altonor:<font color="#000000">You hear the sound of steel being drawn, and a warning shout in Elven before you round the corner -- and when you step into view, something that's clearly an obscenity followed by a rushed attempt at spellcasting.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; She frowns and squints. &quot;?&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">There's a scarred drow in armor here, with a shield and scimitar wreathed in silver flame at the ready, with a surprised-looking lanky human with red hair and a Leaden Mace badge behind him. The drow snaps something in Elven to the Mace fellow.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Oh good.

* Tomiko Lazarus squints in incomprehension for a moment. &quot;...&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Altonor's in town.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Now Sszeyl gets to punch him.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She points ahead and looks to her companion. &quot;... Is this the guy you're so in love with?&quot; =w=

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">The Mace fellow sidesteps and starts fiddling with the chesk in the corner. Don't mind me~

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... hang on, I need to think of how Rae would respond. =3=;

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">If he were a cleric, I'd have a suggestion.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Harm.&quot;

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek ignores Tomi, pointing dramatically at the drow. &quot;YOU!&quot; Well that answers that.

* Tomiko Lazarus sighs and eyerolls to the ceiling. She tugs her hood down.

* Altonor tenses, raising the shield a little higher, with an 'oh gods not this again' look.

* Lanky Smoking Archivist opens up the chest in the background and starts to step into it. &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 13 + 2 = 15&#160;  &#187; You see nothing~

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hold on, goddamnit. I was right there when your little girl told you to stop firing on sight.&quot; Rae gets a shoulder on his hand as Tomi gives Altonor and company a square stare.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You killed 'them' on the way in.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 19 + 1 = 20&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 13 + 1 = 14&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek really does see nothing. =3= Tomi sees the archivist trying to make a stealthy getaway in the background, though.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Her clothes and knuckles tell her side of the tale plenty well.

* Tomiko Lazarus advances a step and barks harshly, &quot;Hold it!! Answer me or this is a chase -- and you don't want to lose a fucking race with me!&quot;

* Altonor cautiously lowers the shield a fraction of an inch. &quot;... so she did get in touch with you?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Who are you and what're you doing here in a devil shelter?!&quot;

* Lanky Smoking Archivist freezes. =3=;;;;; &quot;All right. All right. Such obscenity.&quot; =3=

* Tomiko Lazarus glowers with clenched jaw.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">See, Rae, you just have to be polite. =3= *BRICKED!!*

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;She did. You have some nerve. Couldn't talk to me man-to-man, could you? Had to go around behind my back and get my daughter involved?&quot; &gt;:|

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;The last time I tried talking to you man-to-man, you fried me with a lightning bolt,&quot; the drow replies tersely. &quot;Twelve times.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">.......................................... |D;;;;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Isn't that how Drow talk to one another?

* Tomiko Lazarus looks at Raerarael.

Tomiko Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">He's secretly even more violent and rage-prone than me.. =w=;; ... As expected of one of dad's companions! Woo! *_* *bricked*

</i>* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek folds his arms and huffs. &quot;You approached me with sword drawn.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">A -merficul- sword.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because I was killing fiends!&quot; &gt;:|

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Her shoulders sag slightly as they resume squabbling. &quot;...&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">=3=

* Lanky Smoking Archivist sighs. &quot;... now what about you, dear. You two are the famous outlaws, am I right?&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have quite the bounty on your head, Miss Lazarus.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus smirks a little, at that. &quot;Famous outlaws. Did you hear that, Rae?&quot;

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek is occupied arguing with the drow. Well at least there are no lightning bolts flying yet.

* Tomiko Lazarus narrows her eyes a bit gravely, but maintains her smirk. &quot;I think your town has bigger problems than me lifting my first pick of brandy out of a liquorshop.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Yet.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You have me at a disadvantage.&quot; She pivots her face forward and frowns. &quot;..And you still haven't answered my question. Your badge and company have saved you from getting pinned against the wall and being asked roughly. We're not here for pleasant company, so please put my mind at ease.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's say, someone who's inclined to agree with you and in a similar situation to yourselves. I wouldn't recommend asking roughly, my invisible flying companions might take umbrage at that.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+21 = 4 + 21 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Bluff~

* Tomiko Lazarus narrows an eye and sneers. &quot;?&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13&#160;  &#187;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 8 + 9 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sense Motive for lulz...

* Altonor breaks off arguing. &quot;-- You've had them in here with us all this time?!&quot; &gt;:|

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">See, if you had a ghost floating around, this would be so much easier.

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;A summoner is never alone, you know that.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*punch'd*

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Izzat some kind of threat?&quot; She ignores that it was a response to her threat. =w= &quot;Like I haven't.. broken a dozen of these fuckers in half, held daemons aloft and ripped them open over my head to shower in the blood?&quot; &gt;8|

* Altonor points his sword toward the archivist. &quot;Get out of here and take those demons with you!&quot; &gt;8|

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What's going on??&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I can't help but feel like this is some kind of hilarious fail to be revealed later. :B ))

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, you see, I would be going, but Lady Lazarus has insisted...&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Oh for the love of.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Brutal murder now.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Speak with dead later.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then just get the demons out of here!&quot; &gt;:|

* Tomiko Lazarus rubs her face and sighs. &quot;...&quot;

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

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;No offense, 'Peg,' but I don't think you'd make a very good shield against a determined Lazarus.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus approaches the drow, hand up. She squints at the archivist and Rae in turn.

* Altonor scoffs. &quot;Is that a challenge? Just get rid of the damned demons.&quot; He turns back to Tomi.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's try this again.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hello.&quot; IT ALMOST WORKED ON THE DEVILS, WHO KNOWS. *BRICKED*

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;''We're devil slayers. I also noticed you've slain some devils''.&quot; =3=

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Hello. We are also devil slayers.''&quot; =3=

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're a devil slayer.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;You killed some too.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Past tense.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So what the fuck is going on?&quot; She folds her arms and looks dour.

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Killing two devils does not a devil-slayer make. Besides --&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Negotiations now, theological debates later.&quot; &gt;:|

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This encounter is a CR 10 argument! &gt;:O

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You. In the back.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're one of the defectors, aren't you.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;No not you, the one with the Menacing Aura.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus narrows an eye and raises a brow. &quot;...?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;My little brother is running with the Mace now. Is that true..?&quot; She squints at the unnamed man. &quot;Do you know what's happening in the police, here?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;One of those traitors the Lieutenant took with him. I thought I recognized your face. It's been on wanted posters all over town.&quot; &gt;:|

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I am in the business of knowing things.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Watch the Count having been dead for a while.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And replaced by a Rakshasa.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd recommend answering questions fast, 'demon-summoner.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure I don't need to tell you not to trust the count's media...&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Media nothing, you just straight-up admitted you were a demon-summoner.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Demon-summoner sounds so crass.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus looks increasingly pissed off by the evasiveness of the archivist. She looks to Altonor and points at him. &quot; Who is this guy..? Our friends and family have vouched for you, mister Drow, and I'm sure this is all a very tomultuous and awkward experience for all of us. But just what the hell's going on?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">He's a -devil- summoner.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Mini-Dungeon Time!'Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">God I want his coat collar SO BAD--

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">THIS IS MY SESSION GO AWAY! &gt;:O

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're dipping back into theology again...&quot; Back to Tomi. You seem reasonably reasonable. =w=; &quot;... Altonor. No house. He's Lyle, a 'malconvoker.' And what's happened is you've stumbled upon a meeting that was supposed to be secret. ... Tomiko Angela Lazarus, right? Son of Alexander Lazarus? Thomas' sister?&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">GRR DROW AND DEMONS &gt;:E

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">Really I just want to leave. =3= *brick'd*

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The raging lion is soothed somewhat by so many people having heard of her reputation!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..That's right.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*DAUGHTER of Alexander Lazarus. XD

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">No no no.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">HEY WAIT WHAT &gt;8E

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Tom is the daughter.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Tomi the son.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*murder'd*

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#FF0000">TPK'S!!!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">No, just kidding. I'm not offended by being mistaken for a man. =3= *bricked*

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where did you come from?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">When a man and woman love each other very much--

* Tomiko Lazarus inclines her head and relaxes somewhat. She draws out her pipe and begins readying it for a smoke. Tension relief, and all that. &quot;We've been here for weeks, rooting around for high-profile hellraisers behind the massacre and oppression. Saw some suspicious folk come into here..&quot; She glances to Rae and back to the Drow. &quot;..Took our chances. Didn't expect to meet more.. ... ..'outlaws'.&quot; She raises her brows and lights the pipehead with a fingertip.

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">I sure don't smell any 'invisble flying demons...'

</i>Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;I meant where did you come fom more immediately. You said you killed some more devils? Where were they? Thought we'd cleared the place pretty well. ... though now that you mention it, no offense, but you two look like you've been through the wringer. Where have you been hiding out?&quot;

* Dr. Hatari can now only assume the connection interruptions were an ISP event.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;None of your business, drow.&quot; :|

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Puff, puff. The pipe bobbles between her teeth as she talks, &quot;The street.&quot; Rae gets a flat glance.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your dragon has straw stuck to its belly.&quot;

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Do not!

</i><font color="#000000"> But the little dragon cleans itself anyway.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Anyways, they're all over the fuck'n place. We killed a dozen coming in before finding a passage from a warehouse.&quot;

* Lanky Smoking Archivist takes a cigarette out of his pocket and lights it behind his hand. Might as well. =3=

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I can't believe I keep becoming the most reasonable person around. What is wrong with these universes =3=~

* Altonor snorts, pointing his sword toward the northern chest. &quot;Go through there and follow the crosses in circles. Stay near the surface. You'll get to an underground Kordite shrine. I'd say tell them Peg sent you, but you should be able to get in on Tomi's reputation alone.&quot; He turns back to Tomi. &quot;... shit. That means either they're multiplying or someone's following us.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Kordite shrine, huh..&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">... he then seems to remember that it's okay to sheathe the scimitar now. Or at least, seems okay to do so thus far. =w=;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm, doesn't surprise me. Good old Count Montclare has been doing a good job of trying to drive the worship of any deity that espouses personal freedom and independece underground. I take it you heard about the raid on the Bird and Flower? Olidamarran shrine under that tavern...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, it was just a bunch of slimy green fodder with glaives. They weren't any kind of real threat.&quot; She leans against a wall. &quot;..But this is interesting. We've been alone until now..&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No.. guess they're getting more aggressive..&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..But tell me.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your brother's in the Mace, you said?&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus looks to the archivist. &quot;How connected are you still to your peers, Mr. dodgy Lieutenant?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; That's right.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus breathes smoke through her nose. &quot;Because I happen to know something you might be interested in hearing, and vice versa.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might want to tell him to be careful --&quot; The archivist gives a raspy chuckle. &quot;No, not me. You'd know the Lieutenant if you saw him. Look for the glowing eye. Oh? Then I suppose I'll go first. If your brother decides to hook up with the main body of the Mace, tell him. Trust no one. But seek out an inquisitor named Sheythsanthi. He's got a good head on his shoulders.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now it's your turn, Miss Lazarus.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus furrows her brow, taking that in.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just that you should probably get whatever people you trust ready -- a pile of Inquisitors on a mission are en route now.&quot; She pauses for a moment to draw her pipe out of her mouth. &quot;..And not formally, like those saps at the gate. In a big fucking rampaging caravan headed by adventurers, poised to blow through a wall or some nonsensical bullshit, in the event they can't find another way in. All this 'playing incognito' is going to be a bad idea, a few days from now.&quot; She squints an eye. &quot;Gonna wanna make your side real well known before then.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I plan on riding the momentum and making something happen either way.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it'd be grand of you to help out.&quot; =w=

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll pass along the message.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, Lady Lazarus.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do I have your permission to leave to do so?&quot; |3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Her eyes narrow dangerously. &quot; Still never gave me your name.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I suppose.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;The good paladin did.&quot;

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek scoffs, raising an eyebrow. &quot;Paladin?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">*scrolls -- bricked*

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">STILL NOT FOLLOWING MY INSTRUCTIONS. =3=~;;;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#990000">...I gotta tell Techy to make us some siege weapons on the way here.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#990000">So we really can blow through the wall when we get here. :B

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;A drow? Paladin?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You've got a siege weapon! \o/

RAM:<font color="#990000">You don't count. =3=

* Tomiko Lazarus looks Altonor over at that. &quot;...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:O BRING IT ON, HOWITZER, I'LL WRECK YOUR SHIT WITH MY FACE! *bricked*

* Altonor shrugs, turning back to Tomi. &quot;... No use trying to get it out of him. Lyle Petersen's his name.&quot;

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're not used to anti-scrying measures at all, are you..?&quot; =w=;

* Altonor looks at the archivist. &quot;You could have given me a pseudonym if you were worried about that. You didn't. Your own loss.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I get the feeling like it's not something demon summoners are real inclined to give up without pulling teeth.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sorry Tomi, but I don't think even you would win a fight with a 155 HE round. :B

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;There we go with 'demon-summoner' again.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Will you just get going and take your demons with you.&quot; &gt;:|

Teeny Rin:<font color="#990000">More like a demon-troller. :B

* Tomiko Lazarus does air quotes before whispering, &quot;Malconvoker.&quot;

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

Lanky Smoking Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Going, going.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You may go, Lyle Petersen.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot; (I swear he reminds me of someone I know,) &quot; the drow mutters in Dwarven as the archivist waves and steps into the chest; you can see a staircase inside it. Must be a hidden trap door.

* Tomiko Lazarus suddenly snaps her eyes open. &quot;...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wait. You're really a paladin?&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus looks to Rae. &quot;The others kept hounding us about finding one.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;I doubt it. Paladins have no fear.&quot; :\

* Altonor frowns and mutters something in Elven. &quot;It's a long story. Not one to tell when there might be government agents peeking in behind you. Why don't you two go ahead; I'll cover the back.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus smiles despite Raerarael's protests. &quot;..Exorcisms and holy touch and blessings and all that paladin? That's perfect.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's get to know each other, then. We've got so much to talk about.&quot; *w*

GM:<font color="#000000">I imagine you have to go to bed, so shall we leave it off there?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sure. It's a good stop point. The gang complies, and the squirrel away off to the hidden Kordite shrine?

Tokens dropped onto map 'Mini-Dungeon Time!'GM:<font color="#000000">As a side note? There were four possible routes this could have taken at the end which would have led to different meeting places where the main party would meet Rae and Tomi.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Poor Lyle. Slickguy persona..

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Being muscled in on by three super rough brazen personas. :B

Inari no Akeboshi:<font color="#990000">Hi! :D

GM:<font color="#000000">Fight, over in one or two rounds; Tomi and Rae choose the meeting spot. Fight, longer than two rounds; the building would have lost a wall due to explosion + Mountain Hammer, and that would be where the party would step in. :B

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Talking for too long; devil attack, the party would follow the devils to Tomi and Rae.

GM:<font color="#000000">Option 4 - Cooperation - was selected. We'll see where that goes. |3

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

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

</i><font color="#FF0000"> wasn't talking too long??? *bricked*

Inari no Akeboshi:<font color="#990000">This is Akellon.

Inari no Akeboshi:<font color="#990000">That was a very short conversation. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Talking too long being &quot;okay I need to go to bed now. =3=; &quot; &quot;Okay. SEND IN THE DEVILS. |D &quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">X3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I DON'T NEED NO PALADIN IMMUNITY BULLSHIT TO HAVE NO FEAR OF HELL. DEVILS FEAR TOMI! *_*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well that was very amusing. Thank you for the mini. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No problem. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, if you're curious, or anyone reading the log is?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tomi is so silly. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The spell Altonor cast upon seeing Raerarael was Resist Electricity.

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's become reflexive after the first three shocks. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Out of curiosity.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Did the fights go as fast and easy as you expected?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, they did, once I got the DR calculations actually going in my head. ^^;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tomi is freaking scary in combat.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">ISP shenanigans aside &gt;:O

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm pretty sure she could roflstomp pretty much anyone one on one.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, so resist cold X, DR Y, SR Z -- oh man Hatari's probably waiting calculate faster. =3=;;;; &quot; *brick'd*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She's supposed to be. The deliberate design I was shooting for was, 'big scary support NPC more powerful than a guardian'. Which, naturally, was just an aim and could be trumped. Probably by Gamal, at the rate he's progressing in deadliness. But overall, I'm happy with the effect.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Truth be told I forgot devils were immune to fire for a moment until Tomi brought it up. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I figured. I decided to let it sort of slide.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">True story;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Shankfang should get pretty scary in later levels.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In an earlier campaign a DM had some demons romping around in lava.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;*scrambles for notes* -- RIGHT. They are. =3= We'll assume it was... holy burning! Yeah! That works! =3=;;;;; &quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Next level his single round damage potential jumps up to 16d6+8.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I decided to have a psion fire energy missile: fire at them.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Every round. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Even though they were in lava.

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">*DM checking notes* &quot;They died. O_o;;;;;;;;&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Everyone: &quot;But&quot;

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Wait, what?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Devils are fire-immune.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Demons are not.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Demons are electricity-immune.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh, right.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">See, he figured it would be thematic for demons to be in lava.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Demons. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then he checked their stats when I nuked them.

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

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Bedtime for me.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Righto. Saved everything I need to.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thanks for the mini.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ta ta sweet spectators.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Nighty-night!

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